A Warrior For Our Time
By Sam Ruskin
In an undisclosed location today two women woke and flipped on the television set.
"Xena, is this one of those science fiction/horror movies again? It looks so real."
"I dont think so Gabrielle. Nope. Look at the bottom of the screen. It says it is CNN and that is supposed to be the news channel."
"Oh Gods, Xena. They say thousands
may be hurt or worse. I thought Ares was out of the picture now."
"Gabrielle, this is a new time and world. From what Ive seen of it some of these people have a whole new set of gods that make Ares look like well, like Joxer."
"I resent that!"
"Ares, I thought you were in a cave
somewhere or something. Xena, didnt you
"Yeah, Yeah. Whatever. Well, war god, looks like youre not needed any more."
"Just shut up and get your chakram. This was way over the line. Bout time you two showed your faces again. Did you know some of these idiots actually BELIEVE youre just fiction?"
"Worse. Xena, some of them believe youre dead."
Up goes a dark brow. "Oh, reaaaaaaaaaaaaally?" Chakram clipped to hip. "Well just see about that "
"Oh boy. Youlove it when she gets like this, dont you Ares?"
"Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww," groaned the two women.
"Lets just go kick some terrorist butt," whined the god of war.
"Fine by me," said Xena. "Whats a terrorist?"
Ares rolled his eyes. Gabrielle giggled and the three were off .
Dont I just wish?
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