For the Sake of the World

What I've always imagined a thousand times in my head and more.

Inhuman-like Gods from another realm have been watching the humans for centuries and decides to make a contest for the sake of the world. From each country they picked a single human to represent, a special human, and this compition is a test to see whether or not these humans deserve to live or die. Most of the humans were young adults and teens and before they start the comtest they each must swear/vow to their country leaders, who were brought out personally.

"I swear to...."

"I pledge my loyalty to..."

"I vow to..."

"I promise to..."

Every contestant made their promises to their leaders in every langauge until it lead up to the United States conestant.

"Bianca," said one of the Gods, who spoke to the American human. "You must pledge to your leader now."

By the way, this whole event was streamed everywhere in the world, so everyone was watching.

The American human looks up at Donlad Trump and then at the Gods and replies, "Umm . . . C-Can I say something r-real quick?"

The Gods looked at her oddly before they nodded. The American girl looks up at the current President of the United States and spoke honestly, "Um, please don't take this personally, Trump, okay? Two days before Thanksgiving 2016, I had a hip replacement for my right side. And then you win the election. This may sound overdramatic, but it was what I was thinking at the time. You, Trump, coming to peoples homes with an army forcing everybody out of the states, even those who are legal and have rights. I just got out of the hospital and was able to spend Thanksgiving with my family. You come to my house on Thanksgiving Day, trying to force me and my family out. You have men and guns. I have a walker. Mom tells me not to resist, I say 'Don't worry.' I smack you in the head with my walker."

Donlad Trump and others looked at the American girl in shocked, confusion, and a silence from the world. They listened.

"I know it sounds silly, but I ain't scared of you because I know you have no power over me," continued the American girl with calm ease. "You may be president, you may have people in suits, you may have guns, but you don't have the right power. And thus, you don't deserve my power. I'm sorry if this offends you, but I don't lie. I'm no good at it."

"Then who will you swear your power to?" asked one of the Gods as everyone stared at the American, who was thinking. "I'll fight for . . . the kids."

"Who?" said the Gods.

"The children of the world," said the American girl bluntly and innocently. "I was sick with cancer and there were other kids who had it a bajillion times worse. They want to live. So I will fight for them to give them a chance. As well as others kids, and of course, the people they like."

"So...the whole world?" asked one of the Gods while the American girl nodded. The Gods looked at each other before the American girl turned to Donlad Trump. "I will not pledge my loyalty to you. I am sorry. I will give my power to the world."

The Gods could see into this human's heart and soul and saw she was certain of her true power as a human and knew how effective her words are. They could tell she was not like other humans, so they kept a close eye on her, especially certain other Gods.

Once everyone had sworn their vows the Gods explained to the humans that they will be put to a series of tests that seemed too bizarre for a human to understand. And the pirze will be one wish, a wish for anything in the entire universe. One by one, a human would be disqualified from each challenge until a few were left and among them was the American girl. She was surprising everyone with her skills, her ideas, her attitudes, her humor, her bravery, and her compassion. Though she is quiet and acts more like a loner, everyone saw more in her than she realized. And the Gods were seeing this, too. Through some of her choices they gave her extra help because she had earned them. And what's stranger is that she doesn't used them on herself, but for others. Even the prize itself was for others than herself.

I could write on forever, with detailed stories, but I don't know the ending, or at least, how it ends, or even what most of the challenges are. Gods can be kind of weird, you know? If you were being tested by the Gods, what would you do? What's your wish? Would you fight with your words, your fists, or something else? Why not all of them? Doesn't have to be a single choice, does it? After all . . .

It's for the sake of the world.