DISCLAIMER: Earth: Final Conflict and all of Earth: Final
characters in this story are property of Tribune Entertainment. No infringement
of rights is intended.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: Though Sandoval’s execution is “In Memory” was only
part if a simulation, it makes a person wonder, if this had happened for
real, what
would he have been thinking?
RATING: PG
FOR MY SINS
By Agent
Sandy
“There’s not a soul that’s lost...”
Expose—As Long as I Can Dream
*They don’t understand,
* he thought to himself as they walked him down the hall. * All they feel
is hate for me—not that I can blame them, not after
the things that I did to humanity. But, that doesn't matter. It is
not them, nor the clergy, nor the press that I want to talk to. They are
not the ones I hurt... *
Ronald Sandoval rolled his
eyes up at the guards but didn’t raise his head. He didn't want to make
them think he was going to try to escape. They
would shoot him on sight if he did, and that would ruin any chance
he had of finding peace at all before he died. Anyway, he wasn't going
to try to escape. He
was going to face what he had coming to him—even if none if it was
his fault.
A guard opened the door
ahead of them. When he saw the room where he would die, Ronald froze for
a moment—overwhelmed by the fear he had
been denying ever since his appeal had been turned down for the last
time. The guards glared at him and pushed him forward.
* And this surprises me
why? Why should they pity me in anyway even though the fear I am feeling
must be showing by now? Fear can only be hidden
so long... *
He stumbled, but didn’t
fall as they lead him into the cylinder in the middle of the room. * You
look at me with so much hatred. I know I have earned it, *
he thought, * but if you let yourselves realize how scared I must be
right now would any of that change? No, probably not. I am a nobody...a
piece of trash
that you would rather be rid of than have to look at. Well you will
get you wish soon. Not that any of it is fair...but fairness is nothing.
That is something I
learned very quickly. *
Ronald tuned his head toward
the door as the last guard left. Now was the time. Now the public would
hear his last confession. Let them take it as
they would. It was they he had hurt and it was they he wanted to know
the truth...the truth that was in his soul.
“I never wanted to kill
those people!” He yelled with all the strength he had left in his body.
“Blame the Taelons, not me! It was my CVI!”
* And that is it... * he
gasped as a suddenly wave of pain washed over him.
* Oh God...I never wanted
this...never wanted to hurt anyone. * His eyes fell shut as every thing
went dull and hazy. * Boone...Lili...DeeDee... I’m
sorry... I’m so... *
THE END
