Short Story: The Same Kind of People

Follows after Change the World and Friends Turned Strangers. It’s best to read them first for context


~The Same Kind of People~

The breeze made her long hair and dress dance to its rhythm. If he ignored the muzzle over her face and the shackles around her wrists, he could imagine that it was his daughter standing before him, rather than the mastermind who had killed her.

His heart ached from the empty hole left behind from his daughter’s death, but it had been a pivotal moment that eventually brought the mastermind down. He couldn’t regret her death.

“You’re both the same kind of people,” said the mastermind’s friend.

“What do you mean?” he asked the shorter man.

“‘The end justifies the mean’. ‘Whatever the cost’. ‘Needs must’. ‘Collateral damage’. All the terrible things she did was for the goal of changing the world for the better. All the destruction you caused was the acceptable collateral of bringing her down. The only difference is that you have the system on your side, and she didn’t.”

His fists clenched by his side at the accusation.

“She killed a lot of people.”

“You would have too. If your team members didn’t step in.”

There was a grain of truth in there, which just irritated him even more.

“What are you trying to say?”

“I’m just saying that I’ve seen good people do horrible things for the right reason. And that it would be good to listen to why she did the things she did.”

“Can’t you tells us? You were her second-in-command.”

The shorter man shook his head. “I shared her dream, but it was never mine. And don’t you remember? I betrayed her in the end.”

He looked at the shorter man, who watched the captured mastermind with bittersweet eyes, and had a flash of insight.

If he and the mastermind were people who thought the end justified the means, then this was a man who cared as much about the journey as the destination. Looking back at their interactions, they had only ever argued over how things were done.

“Anyway, I won’t be around for you to ask.”

“What do you mean?”

The shorter man shrugged.

The next day, he disappeared with a note left in his room.

Play nice you two.

If that man thought that he would work together with his daughter’s killer for any reason… he would be right. Because they’ve caught the ringleader, but the rest of her group was still out there, and with their insider gone, she was their only contact.

Well, needs must. If working on the same team was what they needed to solve their problem, then that was what they would do.

It was time to see how similar they really were.


Genre: general


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