Absolute power corrupts absolutely.

No truer words were ever spoken, A6 thought as he watched the joyful, ignorant masses celebrating down below through his visor.

Their bliss caused a familiar coil of rage within his stomach to tighten. They were all partly responsible for this.

Their failures to emancipate themselves from dependency.

Their error committed in not calling out Gairy and the long line of Prime Ministers that followed.

A leader was supposed to be responsible, reliable and transparent; instead he had brainwashed the masses into becoming dependent on him.

As a sovereign to his country he had to put a stop to it.

Atop his eight story perch, he watched as the familiar long black limo began to pull in, black and gold uniformed officers appearing seemingly from nowhere to part the jovial crowd.

The big man himself exited the vehicle, dressed in a white suit lined with patterns of real gold.

He grinned and happily waved to his supporters- no, his slaves.

A moment of guilt hit A6 as he watched the elderly man ascended the wooden stairs to the platform, a pair of guards escorting him. His doubts increased as the distance between his target and the platform decreased.

He ground his teeth in frustration.

NO! This would free them, they would all become self- aware.

Cut off the snake's head and the body would fall.

In a single exhale, he released all his doubts; simultaneously firing into the head of the waiting politician below.

A/n  Another short. Hope everyone enjoyed. I'm still writing, haven't given up yet.