The Inventor’s Daughter

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Blood trickled down her shin where it hooked on the barbed wire fence she climbed over. Olivia ignored it.

Gently she lowered her backpack on the ground, unzipped it, slowly lifting out the gadget sought after by every military unit of the world. A tangle of cog wheels it wasn’t sophisticated, though it was more powerful than any weapon ever created. Olivia regretted the task ahead, but not as much as she regretted inventing it.

She had been naive. Weapons don’t end wars. The human lust for power was insatiable. She had to destroy it. Before it destroyed humanity.

99 words

 

Written for Friday Fictioneers where the challenge is to write a story in 100 words or less. Hosted by Rochelle.

 

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