My Name is Rodrigo de Goya – 209 words
You had it coming.
All those years. All those years of abuse and torment, of hatred and subjugation.
You blamed it on ma. On how sick she was. You claimed the burden of worry overrode your good heart.
The only heart you have is a cancerous one, a cancer worse than anything ma ever suffered, God rest her soul.
Here we stand now. Face to face. Man to man. Or man to Overlord.
For it’s your misfortune that you never explored that cave down the river. I did. Every chance I got, every possibility of escape led me there.
You rotter. I’d only come back to wait, to bide my time, to bring the apocalypse, the end of the world down on your miserable head. And everyone else’s. Everyone who’d seen me, black eyes and frightened face, and never said a word, never lifted a hand.
Today is Judgment Day.
They’ll be lifting those hands today, in supplication, begging for release from the alien plague I command at will.
For the aliens took me in once I discovered the portal to their world. They adored me, festooned me with praise and titles.
I am the Overlord, ruler of the planet Vithrax.
You killed my mother. Prepare to die.
Bwah ha ha! Today I took a slightly different approach to my Flash Friday story of 200 (+/-10) words. After joking with friends that the stories that win aren’t usually the humorous ones (like I like to write), but are the dark ones that include abused children, people with horrible illnesses, and/or the end of the world, I vowed to write a story that incorporated all three.
Luckily for me, the prompt lent itself well to that, especially since we had to center our story around the theme of “aspiration”.
The only thing I forgot was a dead kitten.
Anyway, let me know what you think. And yes, The Princess Bride IS my favorite movie of all time.