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The rise of Michelle Part Two By Jasmine Michelle had retired from the Marine Corps after twenty years of service and she attained the rank of major general. She was the first transsexual to achieve such a high rank. She was the commander of the first marine division. By now, Michelle's party had a majority in 10 states. They had around one hundred members in the United States House of Representatives and 40 members on the United States senate. Around sixty percent of the army was members also. The entire Marine Corps were members. They were now showing their true colors. They dispensed with the black circle on the flag and were showing another symbol. The true symbol of the national socialist party, the public liked it. They were openly voting national socialists into office without reservation. The United States had just suffered a massive defeat by Mexico aided by the People's Republic of China. Over two hundred divisions flooded across the border between the America and Mexico. In six months New Mexico, Arizona, Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas and part of California were occupied by Mexico. The American armies were crushed by the onslaught. With the American divisions crushed or surrendered, the Mexican army was posed to advance further, the American president pleaded for an armistice. The Mexican dictator demanded humiliating and crushing concessions. He demanded immense war reparations and the cessation of territory taken by Mexico. The American president signed the treaty of Mexico City. The result was a crushing depression and millions of jobs lost. Over thirty percent of Americans lost everything. This was reminiscent of 1929. Americans were blaming the Eternal Ones for this. Michelle made sure of that. Michelle was in her office dressed in an officer. She was sitting at her desk with Amber, Melissa and Jason before her. Michelle said, "Everything is proceeding. With this defeat, America will vote for our party. The next election is in two years. I will run for the office of president. Our party will take a majority in both houses. We will in effect run the nation. Our time has come." Amber said, "Our time has indeed come, but the offensive had killed my family." Melissa said, "I wish it had done the same for my 'mother.'" He didn't conceder the woman who raised him to be his mother or even a person. That 'thing' caused him so much pain that he had come to just wanted her to die. She was living comfortably. The things she did to him after she killed her father were horrid. She prostituted her daughter. The brought in men and let them have their way. She even had a kind of wedding with the school janitor. She had them in a room for a week. Melissa was a good daughter and had good grades and obeyed her mother. Melissa never understood why, but then some 'whys' can't be understood. Melissa doesn't give a damn anymore; she had better things to do that reminisce about the past. She has people to kill and a little twerp named Amber to keep in line. Then she will have her mother to put in a concentration camp. She tried to ruin her future by making sure that she couldn't get a job. She spread perverted pictures and rumors around so no one would hire her. She was forced to marry and live with Gus her husband to eat and have a place to live. After a year, she was going to kill herself out of despair. He had a heart attack so she then sent a letter to her mother telling her that she was going to kill herself. She wondered around for a year trying to get a job and go to collage. A small collage accepted her and now she has a "masters" in science. Soon she will realize that the letter was a ruse. Then there is Doctor Jason Patrick. He had a doctoral degree in psychiatry. He was a great orator and could spew out as convincing bullshit as anyone could ever. He stole several dresses and a cheerleaders uniform from a local girl and was all dressed up when her mother caught him. She restrained him and called the police. To make matters worse, she put several bundled hundred dollar bills in his purse that he had on. His mother from that told him that he was on his own. A judge gave sentenced him to a special school. There he would suffer horrors untold. The headmistress was a sadist named Shelia. Shelia would visit a select boy every night and molest him or worse. On the anniversary on their first day, she would bring several women and her husband and she would sit and watch the events unfold. On their last night, she would have one last great night. She made sure that in was a night they would never forget. She and a half dozen women would show up and the boys door and say, "We all came to say goodbye." He later found out that she was a member of the damnable group of women that he preaches about, the eternal women. He met several other boys that spent time there. They tried to file a criminal complaint. They tried they file a civil action. When those failed, they were plotting revenge in less legal means when Michelle convinced them that there are other ways to get revenge other that being incarcerated. Michelle said, "Next week we have our first large scale rally to give. Three hundred thousand of Roehm's storm troopers will attend. Amber your troops will also attend. We will give the largest rally in a hundred years. We need to make a documentary about this. Know anyone that knows about movie production?" After a second Melissa said, "I do, my mother made a movie titled 'sissy boy learns his lesson.' My mother when I was around 11 made a sick movie where I was dressed as a cheerleader and tried to lure a pretty girl in our house to rape her. It wasn't my idea and the movie went like that. She turned the tables on me and raped me. She brought in a collage student that majored in film production. She was horrid. She liked to see me beaten. She had a girl that I like make it with me. She was the costar." Michelle thought about this and said, "She was a film major, if you're sure, what is her name." "Vanessa Patterson. They were going to sell it when I told her that it was illegal. Mother said that she isn't concerned about the law. She said that if I married Gus, then the video would be kept private. It wasn't," Melissa said. Michelle said, "She better damn well be concerned about our laws. 'Triumph of the will II' will be great. Our tenth party congresses rally will be one for the history books. Find her, she will not say no to us." Michelle was in thought when she said, "That was what Alexandra said. She wasn't concerned with the law either. She beat the law when I reported it. A lying judge gave me back. His mistake. Amber, bring the film producer here by three days." "Yes, mein fuehrer." Melissa would love this part. Amber looked through official records and found hundreds of Vanessa Patterson's. She narrowed the search for ones that majored in film and lived around Melissa's house during the period in question. She found three. Then she had people in three groups go out and ask specific questions about a Melissa Miller that was called Jeffery. They would appear to want to make another movie. Quickly, they found their target and she was invited to go to New Jersey to make another movie. Vanessa agreed. What greeted her was a nightmare. She saw a confident and powerful Melissa. She had a guard and Amber there. Then there was a woman behind that looked like her sister. She was nothing like she remembered She could see a mouth and eyes the seemed to look into her very soul. The women said, "Welcome Vanessa to our headquarters. I am Michelle. You majored in film production. You made some very interesting films with Melissa here. I saw them and they are revolting. Why would anyone want to make films like that is beyond me. You will make a film for us now." She brightened and looked at Melissa and said, "How fun is this going to be Melissa." "It will be fun for me but it isn't going to be as much fun for you as you think," said Melissa. Now Vanessa has a suspicion that this was something else going on. Michelle said, "Vanessa, Michelle will be in your video for us. We are holding a rally in our new stadium and you are going to make a documentary of it. I am announcing my candidacy for the office of president. The rally will be the biggest we ever had. Almost three hundred thousand of our militia will attend as well as five hundred thousand spectators. Have you ever saw Triumph of the Will by Leni Riefenstahl. That will be your model. What do you say?" She was disappointed. She said, "I don't do propaganda." Michelle said, "This is not propaganda. This is going to be the truth. Look around you. Immigrants, eternal ones. Stealing everything we work for." Michelle took a bite of chocolate cake. She loved chocolate. Then Vanessa said, "American citizens. Any party that comes to power will guarantee their rights." Michelle raged spitting out her chocolate cake, "We are talking about the eternal ones here! They have no rights. You were one of them, not a patriot. You know no better." She had chocolate cake on her chin and teeth. That was a very unflattering picture of Michelle. Then she said, "You will make this video for us. We just jammed through a law that voided all statutes of limits for all crimes concerning children and pornography with children. That includes crimes committed before was act was passed. That would affect you Vanessa. Want to do some time in prison." She realized that she had little choice. She heard about the law. She had no idea it would be used on her. She looked at Melissa and she was infuriated at the condescending smirk. She realized that Melissa would probably arrest her whatever she chose. She would try. She said, "I will do it. I will make your video." Michelle said, "Address Melissa properly, as Mistress. Call her mistress Melissa." She walked up to Melissa and kneeled and said, "Mistress Melissa, what are my orders." That was humiliating. She said full of authority, "You have your orders you moron. You will have a generous account. You will also have one of Amber's lieutenants watching you at all times. Get to it moron. That will be what I call you. That is your name now. Leave moron." That was insulting. She left. She purchased over twenty top quality cameras and hired three dozen people to record the event. In a week, it was all ready. Michelle was ready for it all to be televised to the entire nation. As they left to follow her orders Sally came into her office with tears in her eyes. She was repulsed by her sister's conduct. Sally liked her sister and remembers playing with her brother. She didn't abuse her too much. After a few weeks, she never hurt him at all. She did like his service but the sadness in him ruined it. She hates Sandra. When she entered, she said, "What is the meaning of all of this, what you are doing is no revenge for what Sandra is doing. You are just being a tyrant like all tyrants that have ever lived." Michelle said, "I will be much better that all of them. You will suffer too. Why did you not help me?" Sally said, "You always picked Sandra over me when we wanted to know who was cuter. I was never chosen. You were so popular and were so good in your studies. We would be trying so hard and you would be done. I hated all of that. You were the worst brother. You were spiteful when mom was around" "I can think of much worst brothers, I heard of brother that molested and raped their sisters. I heard of brother that would beat their sisters to death. That seems like a good option now. When was I spiteful? I was respectful and kind. No matter, if I didn't have a reason to be spiteful, I have a great reason now. I was raped, tortured, molested, enslaved, and just for being smarter and more popular as well as being the beneficiary to our mothers will. What a reason for all of my suffering. Your reason for what you did and didn't do is nothing. What happened to me was out of proportion to what I was doing to you. You were envious and I was raped. Big difference. Being smart and popular isn't a reason for rape and sexual assault. I thought you were moral when I was growing up. The memory of dressing up and pretending to be your sister and playing house and dolls are good memories. Then I have not so good memories, you are partially to blame. You didn't help when I asked, any moral person would have. You are not moral. You are the enemy of all moral people. Now Leave." She walked away realizing that part of what she said was correct. If she were a moral person, she would have helped. As far as Michelle was concerned, Sally's betrayal was the worst. He liked her; he thought that she was moral. She had played and had much fun together. She turned on her. She refused to help. That was unforgivable. Sandra was never nice to her. Sandra's behavior was partially expected, cruelty and pain. The vicious nature of her cruelty was unexpected. Sally, she thought was her friend. That turned into a nightmare. Sandra or Donna administered a vast majority of her abuse. There was Craig but Sandra again directed that. Sally for years just enjoyed her service and watched in silence. Well she thought, reminiscing about the past was accomplishing nothing. There is work to be done. A huge rally was a week away to announce her candidacy for president. Her prime opponent will be Julianna young. She is a democrat. Then she had an idea. Show off. She called Amber in. she waltz in and Michelle said, "Bring me these people, Alexandra and Craig. I want them in this office in two days." "Yes, mein fuehrer." Then she was gone. By then, Alexandra forgot about her sister. She hadn't seen her on television in almost eight years. The most vocal speaker was Doctor Jason Patrick and it was thought that he was the leader of the party. Michelle was keeping a low profile. She was eating at an Italian restaurant. Two women approached her and said, "Alexandra, the fuehrer requires your presents." They had black uniforms with jack boots. They had the armband of their party and two lightning bolts on their collar. They were members of the protective corps. "Right, go away I won't go. Leave Me." Alexandra was frightened. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way, I prefer it the hard way." The woman gave Alexandra a sadistic grin. Alexandra after giving it some thought, submitted and went. She got up and said, "Fine, I am out of shape and my daughter wouldn't want me to get hurt." The woman said, "Damn, I wanted to kick your ass." Alexandra knew that this woman would beat her. She got up and went with them. Then it was time to gather Craig. He was working in a fast food restaurant and part time in construction. He was barely making ends meet and feeding his eight year old son. That was his pride. Lately his impressionable young mind was really taken by the 'new America' speeches that Jason was giving. He was really into that. He wanted to join the NSY, 'National socialist youth' and nothing that Craig could say would change his mind. He was serving at a fast food counter when two black suited women approached Craig. Craig saw them and thought nothing of it, they were cute but he had a wife, Megan and didn't want to jeopardize that. One woman said, "The fuehrer wants an audience with you, NOW." What did the national socialist party want with him? He figured that they dispensed with Michelle after that rally. He had not heard her name in seven years. He said, "Get lost broad. I have work to do and I need to get back to my son." "We can do this the easy way or the hard way, let me try the hard way." She smiled at him. He went over the counter and said, "Come on bitch, try me." Then she moved toward him and faster that he could react, she tripped him and grabbed his arm and twisted it behind him. A sharp pain shot threw his body. He realized that he was no match for this woman also. He said, "OK stop it I will go." This happened in front of all of the people in the place. There was even a paid off cop was watching and snickering at him. He turned to him and said, "Why aren't you doing anything, aren't you a cop." He said, "Yes I am but your ass should be in jail you rapist." Now he had a suspicion who was behind this, he didn't like it at all. Almost a day later Alexandra and Craig was in the lobby of the national socialist party waiting to be invited in the office. By now, both knew who was behind this. Alexandra said, "So Craig, after Michelle gat away, what have you been doing." "I married and had a son. Working crappy jobs to help support them. How about you." "Nothing. My company crashed. I am living off the millions the will to me. It is enough." Then a large man that both recognized as Ernst said, "Come in, the fuehrer expects you." They got up wearily and went into micelles office. What they saw was more fearsome that they thought. Michelle said softly but full of power, "Welcome, I have been expecting you. I am Michelle, the fuehrer. I invite you to our largest rally yet in less that a week. You will be expected to attend. Alexandra, I will announce my candidacy for president. Even if I loose, I win. Julianna's running mate has a secret. I know him from our younger days, my fourteenth birthday. I have the photos and a video. It would be quite distressing to his family if those made the news. He will resign and recommend me. I would have him by the...balls. Craig, do you remember me." That was hard to say, given that she did once before. Only that time she was giving him pleasure and she was being molested. This time it would be different. She doubted that she would need that plan, as she would win this election. Craig, you remember me." Her cold voice seemed to reverberate throughout the room. It has the air of supreme authority and astounding confidence. It also sounded chilling, her voice sent chills down their spine. Her voice was dripping with cruelty. He could hardly speak. He stuttered, "Y-y-yes, Michelle, I apologize for my conduct." "Too late for that. Your comments to my officers were noted. You chauvinistic attitude still is prevalent. Even if you really were apologetic, it would be too late. It's too late for that. Your treatment of me happened and was horrendous. You and your son will pay." "Why my son, he didn't hurt you" "Correct but he is from your genes. He will be an abuser, and it would hurt you more." He said, "You want to harm my son to get to me. Why?" "Because I can, my compassion was destroyed years ago, that is why." "I won't hurt your son. I will turn him. He will be...mine," she said. He said, "You will make him your son." "No, he is not worthy of being my son I will indoctrinate him and he will be a party member. Maybe I will make him someone's daughter." "Turn my son into a girl, please don't. That would destroy him." "Why, that was probably be the best thing that happened to me, the rapes and molestation was horror. The femininity was great. Femininity is a wondrous gift." He said, "You were a sissy, a real man would hate it." That was a very stupid thing to say in his position. "You are in a perilous position. You better watch you say, I have it within my power to destroy you and will do so without any reservations." Then she stood up and walked up to him. As she got closer, he became scared. She lifted him off the floor by his neck and held him up. He was gagging and chocking. He couldn't breath. Michelle was cackling and threw Craig about three feet. Craig was stunned by this display of strength. Michelle ran up to Craig and put her boot across Craig's neck. She held her boot there and didn't let any air get through. His face was turning blue and he stopped fighting. Michelle looked at the change in his face with childish fascination. Then she removed her foot and in a few minutes, he got up rubbing his neck. Michelle said with deadly malice, "I never want that term 'sissy' applied to me anymore. You are dismissed, you will attend the rally. You will follow my instructions and you will die with I have decided that you have outlived your usefulness He got up and ran out. Alexandra was now terrified. Michelle was more powerful that anyone she had ever met. She was more of a creature that a woman. She was filled with hatred and evil. She thought that Sandra was mean, she didn't even compare with Michelle. 'Michelle was created by Sandra, the ultimate expression of Sandra's personality' thought Alexandra. "You attend the rally and get Craig. My officers will not help. It's up to you. I would be quite displeased if both of you weren't. You have a daughter, yes she is eight," a fearsome Michelle said. There was nothing she could do. She must not panic. She just threatened her daughter. She just mentioned her, the idea was clear. She said, "I and Craig will attend your rally. Count on it." "I expected nothing less, dismissed." She turned and left with her sister cackling. Alexandra never in her life felt so helpless and vulnerable. Vulnerable against Michelle, her little sister. How did she do that? She must know. One thing was clear, Michelle was in charge. There was nothing she could do about it. As Michelle meditated, she was troubled. She foresaw a defeat for the race for the president. She saw no way to win the election. The American public would vote for Julianna, then he would get her mate to resign. Then Julianna would appoint her. That was how she saw the events unfold. The fuehrer rarely ever did anything unwise much less stupid. What she heard from Michelle fell squarely into the latter. Stupid and dangerous, not that she would tell her to her face or behind her back. Surly if she suspected that she would destroy her were she stood. Good thing. Amber left fuming; intentionally losing a presidential election was stupid. What was Michelle thinking? Everything was set. The stormtroopers were assembled. The Protective corps were in their assigned places. Vanessa's cameras were rolling. The seats were packed. Flags were flying or hanging. Michelle, Jason, Amber and Melissa were ready to make their grand entrance. Michelle straightened her uniform and started walking up the steps to the parade ground with Amber, Jason and Melissa behind her. As she walked into the open space, she saw hundreds of thousands of her bright blue troops in massive columns. She walked in a wide path between the columns of troops. She walked to a large raised podium. She stood on it with her commanders behind her stiff at attention. She was wearing her black uniform designed for her protective corps. There were massive viewscreens that showed her face in detail. On both sides of the screen were huge hanging blood red flags with the ominous symbol. On top of the stadium were groups of three massive hanging party flags. It looked like a real Nuremberg rally. She said, "I am announcing my candidacy for the office of president of the united states. The national socialist party for the protection of children nominates me for the office." Sandra was watching and nearly had a heart attack at seeing her sister on national television and seeing this awesome rally. Then she announced her candidacy for president. She groaned in terror. Craig was in the bleachers watching. He knew what to expect but this grand spectacle was still breathtaking. She as the president, it was just a horrifying thought. He had no doubt that she would be elected. She did, she expected to loose. She continues, "I will give our economy what it needs, more jobs, money for education and tougher penalties for child predators. They will lose their citizenship. The eternal ones will find themselves isolated and unable to continue their predatory and parasitic existence! They are out to destroy us, take over our lives! They storm into our country unwanted, unwelcome and they are everywhere! If anyone is to live in peace, the eternal ones must be controlled. They are the enemy of all moral people." "For years, I was a prisoner. I was taking blows from all directions; I was raped, molested, enslaved and tortured. I didn't know who the enemy was. The turning point came when my eyes could see years later when I was still in enslavement. I could see my enemy, our enemy." She screamed, "The eternal ones, we recognize them, we recognize him." she was pointing beside her, there was no one there but she was making a point. It was clear and everyone was cheering in agreement. "We can see how their filth and greed has destroyed this nation and brought on this defeat. We must crush this vermin. We must wipe this plague from this nation. We will destroy the child molesters. We will disinfect our country of the eternal ones vermin." As she said that last line, she was pointing at the sky and everyone rose up and cheered at her hateful speech. The troops saluted. She continues for almost an hour spewing hate. The end she shared a perfectly logical plan to start the economy and produce jobs. It would include handing full power to her. She didn't mention that through. She raised her arm straight out and boomed, "Sieg heil." Her troops and audience did the same. Then Jason took over and gave another hour long 'new America' speech. They all sat down when thousands of troops holding party banners saying 'America Awaken' and others holding torches flooded down the center where the stormtrooper made a wide path. Then they all separated. They marched around doing impressive displays. That lasted throughout the night. It ended around one in the morning with the troops marching through the street singing the horst wessel song. That night Michelle lay in bed thinking a lot about her childhood. The worst memories were her 'birthdays,' the whole time Sandra and Andrea would direct it. Michelle's sister would sit beside her with a condescending smirk barely able to keep a straight face. She would be being sexually assaulted and Sandra and Andrea would laugh and smirk. That made her red hot mad. She didn't know what was so damn funny but vengeance was close. Her anger would consume her and keep her company. She would control the country. Nothing could stop that, then it was time to make them pay. Her childhood was destroyed, completely ruined. She never understood the reason for the viciousness of it all. The enslavement was acceptable, at least the reason for it was. It served to destroy her will. The beatings served to teach her the penalty of disobedience as well as destroy her will. The gay sex, that dumbfounded her, why. That part served no purpose, the job was being done. That was just for her sister's joy of seeing her brother raped and used as a slut. That was a mistake for it hardened her resolve to escape. It also filled her with anger that in turn filled her with darkness. Now this was the result. Michelle hoped Sandra liked what she created. Realistically she probably wasn't even worried, if she noticed. The next day Michelle summoned amber and Roehm. Michelle had a paper from the New York Times and it had a nasty article about Michelle. When Roehm entered she said, "Will you look at this, a private memo about your quotes about storming the capital. We have talked about revolution. During our first conversation when, I was in captivity. In addition, hundreds sense then. You and your S A are having a terrible problems getting away from the concept of open revolution. What do I have to do to convince you? The S A must be behind us every step of the way. This is a test, you take care of this and I can put this whole nasty business behind us. You pass and you can stay. Dismissed." He snapped his heals and said, "Heil Michelle," Then left. Michelle shook her head, he was becoming a pain in the ass. This whole business was a pain in the ass. She had prepared a rally for next month. It wasn't going to be as big but still memorable. Sandra was just stunned, Michelle didn't seem like she was going to fail. No one was seeing her for the sissy she used to be. In fact, she wasn't such a sissy after all. She was powerful, and charismatic. Everyone loved her. She was beginning to be taken by her power. Alexandra wouldn't speak to her anymore. When she went to see Alex, she was withdrawn. She tried to force the issue and got in her face but she was hit. Alex hit Sandra and raged, "Why did you have to be so sadistic you little whore! I should kill you, you sadistic little bitch! If you weren't my sister I would stomp you into the ground like the slime you are!" She was so taken by the ferocity of the attack that she left. Of course, she didn't know what happened to Alexandra or Craig; she saw the televised rally and had a bad feeling about all of this. She knew what would happen to her if Michelle achieved power. Sandra would do the same thing, but this was Michele. Sandra knew she could never achieve the things that Michelle did. Michelle sat back in her chair thinking. In a little more that two years, she would be the president. Throughout the next year, she had rallies, marches, public speeches and televised interviews. Her paper turned out glowing reports about Michelle and Ryan's papers slandered Julianna's name as much as possible. Her presses printed out posters glorifying Michelle. One had Michelle standing proud bathed in a red glow on a dark background with words printed along the bottom 'one people, one nation, one fuehrer!' It was obvious where the idea for that came from. By now the race was heating up. The popular vote would happen next November in which time the electors would vote. She was campaigning California, New York, New Jersey, Illinois Georgia, Montana, and Washington. That should give her the 210 votes she needed. Without the states now occupied by Mexico, the electoral collage is reduced by 80 votes. Her next rally would be in her hope town in Kentucky. There was close to eight thousand waiting for her to speak. She was standing on a large platform with a line of storm troopers in front of her. There was Jason on one side and Melissa on the other. She said, "My friends, for years I was in captivity. I was called Michael back then. During that time my sister set up a plan to destroy me. I was beaten regularly. I was raped, molested and enslaved. I don't blame my sister, she was a pawn in a conspiracy of the eternal ones. They are to blame, for all of our misfortunes. I was one of the first and I won't be the last. All of your children are in danger of this menace. Their goal is to enslave all of us. The eternals ones want to destroy us and take over our lives and their goal is almost complete. We are the only hope." She let that hang in the air for a few seconds and continued, "This nation needs a new direction and a new plan. We need more jobs, more money, more teachers and more leadership." She spoke for another hour and left. The audience loved it. While she was in her limo with Melissa she said, "Melissa, what would you give my chances to win." "I have no doubt that you will win." "I am not counting on winning, I think I will loose to Julianna. We have a debate in two weeks and I will defeat her then, I think that a majority of public will vote for Julianna. I saw that happening." This was unexpected. She would loose, she didn't have any doubt either. When she saw something happening, it would happen. She was never wrong on these things. Michelle said, "But I will be president. Don't worry about that. Nothing can stop that." After the rally she decided to pay her worst enemy, Sandra which who she has not seen in close to twenty five years. She was not married but lived with a man named biff and he had a son. They were engaged. She had Amber and several of their guards. She knocked on the door and a sad little boy in a maid's minidress with his hands and ankles bond and wearing a collar with a leash opened the door. He was crying. He curtseyed and said, "Hello, what may I do for you madam." She was enraged at this display of perversion. She took him by the arm and said, "Amber, take him into custody and deliver him to social services. I will handle this." Will her sister ever stop making boys into maids? She stormed in and said, "Sandra, get you stupid dumb ass here now. We need to talk about Tommy." Sandra said, "You mean Tiffany our maid, what did the little sissy do now." She stormed into the room saying, "Tiffany, I will..." she stopped when she saw a large woman dressed as an officer. She knew this was her sister. She also noticed that Amber had Tiffany and she was unbound. Sandra said, "What are you doing with my slave." Michelle walked up to Sandra and slammed her fist into her sister's face with crushing force. She went flying into the wall. Next, she ran up and kicked her in the stomach. A dull pain went through her body. She held her stomach and tears came out of her eyes. Michelle said, "Sister, what ever happened to you that you are so cruel to undeserving helpless boys. Your kind needs to be destroyed for ever. I am making that happen. For now your boy is going to be given to social services. Damn your weak, guess you can fight twelve year olds." She was crying at the pain in her stomach. In the following weeks, his statement was taken, Biff and Sandra was arrested for abuse, molestation and aggravated sexual assault of a minor. Then a trail date was set. Alexandra was angered by Sandra's arrest. She couldn't believe that Michelle would be so bold, but she knew it was justice. Luckily, for Tommy, his misery lasted a month. He was enslaved, Biff ignored him, Sandra had another woman would see him. He was molested and beaten by them. He was only ten. Then it was over when Michelle saw him. Michelle was to be Tommy's guardian. Biffs parental rights were revoked. Tommy was grateful to Michelle. Tommy was in blue jeans and a red tee-shirt standing in front of Michelle. He was eternally grateful for his rescue. He looked at Michelle with gratefulness and love. He said, "Thank you for saving me." He was so happy to be dressed as a boy again. After a month, he lost hope that he would be allowed to be a boy anymore. His mother left many years ago, she went to a courthouse and gave up her parental responsibilities. Michelle said, "How do you like my house, Tommy." "Fine, how should I address you?" That was indeed a question, not as fuehrer, not mother. "Call me Michelle until you are ready. I will be taking over parental responsibilities so I will be your mother. When it is comfortable to you, you may call me mother." He didn't understand everything she said, her his mother. He knew him mother would never come back. His so called dad told him that Sandra would be his mom. That was a nightmare; she wanted him to call her mistress. She wasn't a mother. This woman however seemed to be kind and care for him greatly. He didn't trust her completely but she rescued him and treated him nicely. If there was going to be a mother for him, he wanted this woman. "OK Michelle, I would like that." At seeing this, Michelle hoped that this was the beginning of a beautiful thing. She saw the expectation in his eyes, probably wondering if she would protect him. She would. At seeing the way he was looking at her, she felt warmth and actual love toward him for the first time in decades she felt something instead of hate. She walked up to him and picked him up. Then she gave him a hug and cried. She would never let anyone ever hurt this boy again. He cried also. Then amber came in and Michelle gave her a baleful star. There was no way she would ever leave this boy and Amber alone in the same room. Amber saw her fuehrer with tears in her eyes holding a small boy. To her this was a sign of weakness, not that she was capable of ever hurting Michelle again. She doubted she could. She wouldn't even think of it. Michelle said, "This boy needed protecting. I am going to take up that responsibility. That is our premise for our party. What do you want?" She said, "You scheduled a meeting in an hour. We need to prepare." She had no intention of attending. Michelle said, "Call Melissa, she will head it. Bring her to me for instructions." Amber bowed her head and left. Michelle said to Tommy as she was still holding him, "I have a lot of responsibilities. I will never leave you, you will be my first reasonability." He didn't clearly understand, but he figured that she was telling him that he was most important to her. He smiled at her. She felt very warm at his bright childish smile. She couldn't help it, she cried again. She was crying again. This woman cried a lot. This woman would protect him. He was starting to really like this woman. He was starting to feel that he couldn't trust women. Now he had Michelle. Michelle said, "Let's show you around, first lets show you your room." Michelle and the little boy walked to his room. As she saw his room, he loved it. It looked perfect for a young boy. Nothing pink, no fluff or lace anywhere. As he saw a bed with baseball players on the blanket and a closet full of jeans and tee shirts, even a couple of flannel shirts his face brightened up. He was so happy to see this. He loved his new room. Michelle said, "I see that you like it. I thought you would. We have more stuff to see." He said, "I love the room, Michelle." "Thanks, you know, we do need a maid." His expression showed fear. He tensed up and looked at her. She smiled at him, not a dark smile but a bright smile that said 'you fell for it' and she laughed. He laughed also when he realized that she was joking. She thought that it was too soon to be joking about maids. He was laughing. Michelle said, "I'm sorry about that, it was dumb to say that." "It is fine but Michelle, this is a large house, do you have a maid." "No I don't. I do most of it myself. I don't like the idea of maids at all." He said, "You clean this house all by yourself. Why don't you have anyone helping you?" "I don't like the idea of it. I hate seeing anyone in that darn uniform. I hate it with all that I am. When I was a little older than you, my sister did the same thing to me that happened to you. I am 40 now and Sandra is 43. She is my older sister and I was twelve. I was kind of helpless against Sandra. I was her slave. I was beaten and enslaved. I wore the minidress, wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs. I also wore the collar. Unlike you, I wasn't rescued until five years later. I rescued myself with a little help. That is why I want to protect you. I know what you went through. Understand?" "I think so, Sandra is you older sister and what happened to me happened to you. How sad, she is a bad person. She needs to die!" She winced at that, such strong language from such a small person. He didn't know the half of what happened to her. She hoped that he would never have to. He had a month of servitude and abuse while she had five years of it and he was angry. Well, rather a month or five years it still is wrong and hurts a lot. She knelt and looked deeply into his eyes to see what he was thinking. He looked back. She took his hand and said, "Try not to be so angry, that is a trap that is hard to get out of. I fell into it. Try not to talk about people dieing." "I will try but it is hard. She needs to as well as that group, I heard of Sandra say the eternal women, they really need to go away." His voice hardened and he said, "They all deserve to die. Amanda, Sandra's friend shoved something into my hind end and it hurt. It hurt a lot. It also hurt my heart; it felt like something ripping away a piece of me. Even when the pain went away, it didn't. I cry when I think about it." Tears were rolling down his cheeks and he was sobbing softly. She understood too well, abuse like that just eats away at ones very self. It eats at ones spirit. It was a spiritual violation. At least he didn't have guys get at him. That could be worse but if she knew her sadistic sister, she had that planed. Then she would have watched with that damn gleam in her eyes. She loved watching that. Michelle said loudly, "Damn her to hell!" Damn her, a ten year old god damnit. She started cussing like a sailor at the top of her voice. Then with much effort she forced her self to get back the composure she had before. She had that composure for more that twenty years and rarely lost it. She had been in ambushes; fierce battles outnumbered twenty to one and won. She had experienced it all and never lost her temper. This boy brought new feeling that she kept repressed for so long. She was beginning to love him. It was scary. Did he know what he was talking about, killing all of them. If his young mind could contemplate how big such an operation would be as well as the extent of the deaths, would he still be talking about killing so many people. He was talking about something that would eclipse the holocaust. Millions would die. 'Did he mean what he said,' Michelle thought. She looked into his eyes and said, "Do you really want so many people do die? Hope you don't and that is just your anger talking. Think about it a little." He shook his head and said, "Guess not, sorry." Oh, she can understand completely. Her compassion and love for this boy was seriously giving her second thoughts about this whole thing. Someone was loving her unconditionally, that is all she wanted sense she was 12. She could go away and raise him right. She could make damn sure that no one would ever hurt him again. He can be saved, and he could save her. After showing him the whole house and returned to the main room, Melissa was there. As she looked at the boy she showed him a bright smile and he returned. Then Jason entered and looked at Tommy. He didn't show anything. Michelle approached Melissa. She said, "My presidential race will concentrate on Missouri and Iowa for the next several months. The Morris brothers will still be accepted, Jerry will continue his post as chief of finances and Sam will still be the unit leader of the fourth storm trooper regiment. Understand. Stick to our plan. Go now, me and Tommy have things to discuss." They gave her their customary reply and left. When they left Michelle and Tommy sat on her couch and Tommy started by inquiring, "You are up to something big. Who were those people and what do you do? Please be truthful." How to answer this question? This was something she had wanted to avoid until later. She could lie but her mother had lied to her. She wasn't going to lie to him. The truth was the best alternative in this case. She said, "Well Tommy, I run a political party. You know what a political party is?" He looked at her in confusion. Then she continued for several minutes tell him about what a political party was and what they were trying to do. He said, "A national socialist party, sounds bad. I don't like it." "Yah, your right. I can't do this anymore. This is over." "Tommy come with me please, we have something to do." they both got into a car and drove to their headquarters and Michelle stormed into the conference room and said, "Everyone I have an announcement, from this time forward, the party is dissolved. The candidates will be on their own. I am retiring to raise Tommy. Any questions." There were outbursts of rage and Melissa said, "What are we going to do?" "Well, you have enough money. You can do anything. I have a boy to raise." She turned and left. Tommy said, "That was wonderful...Mom." They tried to run the party on their own but they all failed. Years later there was nothing left of the party. The hatred that Michelle spurned was slower to fade but it did. Democracy was saved by the heart of a little boy. Years later Michelle wrote a book interesting enough called 'Victory of Faith.'