He sat on the computer, avoiding the sites he knew the others to frequent. He had several empty cans of various energy drinks around himself. He wasn't tired enough to sleep, but he was bored. He went onto several fiction sites, game sites, and did some general web-surfing. Every once in a while he would look outside, checking the light levels…

Still too dark.

Still too dark.

Getting light, but still too dark.

All too soon it was light and he took a shower and changed his clothes. Then, carrying a cup of coffee and eating his bagel with an inordinate amount of cream cheese, he was out the door. His packed lunch carrying several bottles of the energy drinks as well as various snack foods.

He sat there at the meeting. Watching them as they presented. Feigning the idiocy he so despised. But to play the fool was to his advantage. They forget so easily these older nations. And, for an instant, his grin has whispers of a time where they saw his true self. Then it is gone and he has the heavy-eyed expression of one who wished to be miles away.

So bored…

It's still not over… So bored…

So bored…

but it's time for break…

He smiles and laughs, hating the way it grated on his own ears. That fake laugh that said "I don't care"… Which was true enough… But which also said "I don't understand"… Which could not be further from the truth. He knew what they thought, what they said, what they are saying. They hated him.

World Police

Who put you in charge, huh?

Think you own everything, don't you?

You don't realize how much we hate you.

We want to see you fall.

And every day he just sits there pretending that he doesn't see. Doesn't hear. Doesn't understand. It is his choice. He wanted to protect them. He wanted them safe. No war. No one hurting. No children who can't play nice any more. But they don't understand. And he can't understand why they fight so hard against him. He was right before. And he was their savior before.

They hate him.

They want him to fall.

He is an empire in a time where they are obsolete.

And despite all he sees. All he knows. All he hears…

He is afraid. He is an empire in all but name.

And all empires have a time where the sun will set.