Keeper of the Sacred Crow Dance

The Dance of the Sacred Crow was started in the year of the jackal, 3209, which had been an ancient celebration of the peace and prosperity for growth and blessed wishes.

The Dance was passed down in times of old and was never diverted from then and was revised now only to become less modern and more sticking with the traditions of the forefathers and the ones who were seen in the flickering of lights, mostly ones that used batteries.

The moment was still held in highest regards and in the highest honor where all who knew the choices made in deciding the new chieftain, were not easy to do this time for when the one who is chosen, was then brought blindfolded and bound, to be sure that they would never know where they were or by whom they had been embolized.

The one who was voted in, had to be as a unanimously, with not one person or AI, being allowed to see who all had voted, but they had to give a specific reason behind why they voted in favor of the chosen one.

It was during the nine months preparation of the Dance of the Sacred Crow, which consisted of masked donned by each member representing their groups(respectfully), each wearing a handmade vest of colors from their group, and a variety of weapon or staff that also was used in identifying what group they represented.

They met in a secret location, known only to the head of each group, along with the decree of their groups charter, including but not limited to, the anniversary date, the listing of rules and regulations established by each individual group and the ones sent who had been chosen to honorably be the voice of each group, only after the changing of the former leader to the present leader was given the medallion of Force Be.

The group leaders all wore around their necks a medallion that could be either actual living creatures or mythical creatures, but they had to align with each groups mission and ethics codes which include honor, bravery, truth, virtue, design and morals. Then would all who be chosen, usually in succession of passing down from father leader to either their first born (whether son or daughter) depending on which would be their born.

Then when they were taken to the location that was never revealed to anyone, except the great leaders of the past, it was then only told to the one who would be sacrificed after the location was revealed to them. They were tossed into the fire of eternal flame. Age and gender were not the issue here; it was the highest of honors bestowed upon them and their family. If they had no family, they had to have signed a waiver for their honor to be passed to the right of the person standing next to them.

The moment arrived and the minutes passed. It was a joyous and a sad occasion. Both with songs of harmony and of rage. It lifted spirits and thrashed them down because there was no way one could deny both unless they were not or ever would human. When the humans and AI were there together, the groups were split or divided into two, for the humans had never mixed or mingled with the AI and the same for the AI.

Then when the moment could not stir anything more than what was expected and known, the AI were arriving with Bloodlust and with AngerDivided, the two greatest archenemies of the meeting of the Dance of the Sacred Crow. The humans were not prepared or even aware that they were targets for the Dance to become less traditional and less modern, but more so vigilant and warring in its newest form, deep demise and death.

When all those who were closest to the entrance were struck first, it because the AI were planning this since the meeting of minds in the year of 3000. The AI were no longer the minority, they had been mimicking humans for years and they wanted to be recognized as the humans, maybe even more so.

It was the AI who were the victors today. They had more strength in numbers, more human awareness and were set out to eliminate all those who opposed them. It was like none other day yet was all the more different in that the reasons behind this were hidden in plain sight.

The battle was over before it started and the humans, mostly older and less stronger adults, were all seen as a threat. When the AI decided to first ask the question, "Do you puny humans stand with us or against us?" Most humans were not willing to side with the AI. Then the screams and the blood were seen all around the arena and the murderous AI had come prepared to cause a new war of minds that would leave a historical trail for many generations to come.

The AI were not willing to negotiate. They were on a rampage of death and desolation, if there was to be any survivors, the humans were not the ones.

AI was slowly starting to smile at the falling of those who had once been their nemesis, yet they did not allow their brains to register in the consequences of their actions. They fought and were too busy to notice a lone figure standing off in the shadows.

The explosion was not heard or felt at first. The lone figure, who was never seen or acknowledged, not by anyone human or AI. Then one by one the circuits of the mainframe froze the AI in place, for this was expected by one then many in the Supreme Force chambers. The lone one, SG9999, had been prepared to minimize a threat that would have been in place earlier except they were suiting up for battle.

The lights went dim. The silence deafening. The cries and screams ear shattering. Then the hologram room returned, and the moment was recorded, for future use if needed to be more prepared against the AI infarctions along with coup and the renegade artists that were in place or being put into place.

The city of lights and shadows was no longer an exception and was never to be as it was in the former world. It was to become more the demanding redefined version of a past event in history of Earth in the nineteenth century. One man was hell bent on death, on destruction, on ruling the world with an iron fist and evil and hatred for all in their heart.

No one was safe from the very thing that either build up or tear down humanity and society as it was presently seen. The hidden agenda or lack thereof belonged to a version of generations long since passed, for this human had a deep festering secret that no one else knew or was aware of.

This human was AI, and it was self-aware and self-reliant. It was above and beyond being detected and it was on the warpath of today tomorrow.

No one noticed the red gleam in its eyes as it looked out over the masses of those it wishes to only destroy and annihilate for all eternity.