Another drabble...must be an epidemic. Written for Reno Spiegel's LiveJournal challenge.

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"You want to see power, I'll show you power!"

The concussive blast of the shotgun shook the office walls. Blood blossomed like obscene flowers over the pristine white of Rufus's coat, a hideous rain pattering softly on the floor. Tseng's gaze narrowed intently on Rufus's face; the silence was deafening.

"You just don't understand, do you Rufus?" Tseng's voice was calm, unruffled. He left without a word, sparing not a glance for the mess in the corner. The President watched him go, trembling with helpless rage, shotgun barrel digging impotently into the plush carpet.

This, thought Tseng. This is power.