mission?” the crowd parts ways as he walks down the newly formed aisle.
“No I’m afraid my duty is here leading this group of survivalists,” Joshua answers. Damian twitches, ready to jump in front of the pair. Penelope stops him and glares into his eyes.
“Only a coward speaks of survival and then hides and lets others do his dirty work,” Connor taunts.
“Is that an offer? Would you care to lead this mission in search of the survivors?” Joshua asks forcing the crowd to glare in Connor’s direction.
“No sir,” Connor says with a frazzled look, “I’ve done my part, gave for our survival. Watched as others died. Can you say the same?”
The crowd turns their attention back to Joshua, anticipating his next words, “NO. Honestly I never have. I admit that I have always been more of a behind the scenes type. But let’s face it, with my guidance and leadership I have sent others out to rescue the rest of you while keeping peace and order within our great society!” The crowd cheers again, pulling Connor back and closing the gap around him. “Now I need six volunteers who are ready, the boat to the mainland sails in the morning. I’m not going to lie, there are dangers involved but when you return you will be treated as the heroes you are and get the honors that you deserve!.”
“I’m in,” A voice from the crowd calls out before being followed by several more.
“I appreciate the willingness of those who have volunteered, but I will need one more to make sure this mission is a success,” Joshua calls.
Hope pulls her hands free of her parents and stands proud and tall, “I want in too.”
Chapter 3
“Sir, I can’t allow this,” Damian says after the audience has disbanded. The volunteers, including Hope, have gone back to their homes packing for their adventure.
“What are you talking about?” Joshua asks confused, “up in the tower you backed me up.”
“Well I’m starting to have doubts,” Damian says, his voice trying to remain cool and collected.
“What is this honestly about?” Joshua asks, “Is it about doubts? Or about Hope volunteering.”
“I can’t allow this, she is too young,” Damian says angrily.
“There is nothing I can do. The rules are clear, she is of age, an adult and able to make her own choices,” Joshua reminds.
“She is still a child, my child and she doesn’t deserve to endure that kind of nightmarish hell,” Damian grits his teeth.
“Rules are rules,” Joshua says again stressing the point, “she is sixteen and a full grown adult. If searching for survivors is her choice for a job then you must accept it.”
“I agree that she should have a job, but this isn’t what she is suited for,” Damian argues again, “I agree that she is old enough to work, but she isn’t old enough for war.”
“War is a funny thing. It doesn’t discriminate age, it just does,” Joshua adds.
“Needlessly,” Damian sighs. He grabs his hair and tugs hard knowing he is fighting a losing battle, “then let me go instead of her. I already have experience, both leading a team and fighting those undead sons of bit-“
“No, you already did your time, and you already have a job that needs you to be alive,” Joshua says cutting him off, “besides what kind of man would I be if I let my second in command