Strategy Lost

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: The Imaginarium

Submitted: May 13, 2018

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Strategy Lost

He was a mastermind at strategy, an excellent tactician. No one could deny the fact; after all, hadn’t he achieved his position against all odds. His election had taken them all by surprise. The shocked faces had indeed made his victory that bit more satisfying.

He was a man that knew exactly what he wanted and how to get it. 'Master manipulator' was a term that could have been invented just to describe him. Now, he did not only have his personal goals to achieve but his country’s ones too. He would make his country strong and powerful once more; his would become the most influential country in the world.

Of course he had advisors. They would come in and say their piece and he would look as though he was listening. His head would nod or shake at the appropriate times, but when it came to signing orders he disregarded everything. He knew what to do and didn’t need anybody else to tell him. Besides, if he had listened to any of them things would have long since fallen apart.

He was supreme champion. He made his moves exactly as he saw fit and somehow they seemed to fall into place. His opponent would be second-guessed, pushed in to a corner; it would be ‘cheque, mate’, before anyone had a chance to say ‘chess.’ When an unexpected move was made he would bide his time, get a feel for what was going on, and would counter the move with the utmost strength. No mere opponent would scupper his plans and send him off course.

He never divulged his plans though, not to anyone. There was constant speculation that he would do that, intended this. None of the words came from himself though. He kept his goals and strategies to himself. If anything failed no one would know and he would eventually find a way to turn everything to his advantage.

His power grew and so did his conceit. Nobody, but nobody, could bring him down now, not how things were going. At least that was what he told himself; he believed it, too.

But there was one opponent he had not counted on. In fact, this one he had completely over-looked. When the world tilted and bits broke off, when disaster after disaster occurred all around the world; he found himself unable to manipulate, extrapolate, and his power, it was lost.


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