Flash Fiction Challenge – The Fugitives

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Michelle De Angelis. 


They’d received word that the fugitives were heading their way, so he gave the order to raise the bridge and put all his men on red alert.

The soldiers donned their black body armour and brandished their guns in preparation to terminate the targets. The orders were clear. Shoot on contact.

These fugitives called themselves freedom fighters. When will they learn that resistance is futile? The will of the Council is paramount, the greater good must prevail. No alternative doctrine can be tolerated. Freedom? independence? what point is all that next to prosperity? The council had brought prosperity to those who were faithful to their cause. Let the rest starve. The Bridge Commander waited eagerly for his moment to shine. He would be the one responsible for annihilating these rebel scum.

He watched the road. In the distance, he could see dust rising from a small convoy. They were ready.

Behind him, on the river, a yacht sailed under the open bridge and out to sea carrying those last few guardians of freedom to safety.

[175 words]


This story was written in response to the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers challenge.

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