Pierce Iapetuson cried out as the eagle’s talons scratched the back of his neck. The birds were agitated more than normal, they could see someone walking down the path towards the enclosure. The bird’s enclosure was on the estate of Zacharias Kronosson, the CEO of Olympian Investments International. This was the same company that Pierce worked for; he was the Head of the Loans and Mortgages department. But for now he was in the bird’s enclosure, cleaning the muck and setting the feed, still being harassed by the agitated birds. He worked twelve hour shifts, tending the animals, always being scratched and pecked at. Each night he returned to his room to tend his wounds before returning to the birds, the next day being exactly the same as the previous.
Now that the man walking down the path was closer Pierce could see it was Henry, Zacharias’ son from one of his many ex-wives. “Henry, what can I do for you?”
“I have been sent by my father”, replied Henry. “He wanted me to tell you that you can return to the bank when you wish.”
“And he sent you all the way here just to tell me that? How kind of him.” Pierce turned his back and put the shovel away while Henry unlocked the cage.
As they walked up the path together Henry asked his uncle, “Why have you been working with the birds for so long?”
“Your father and I had a falling out. Zacharias thinks he is the only one who could run the bank but there have other leaders in the past and there will be new leaders in the future.”
~ Six months earlier ~
Pierce checked over his proposals one last time. In the red booklet a proposal for investing in Ox Oil Drilling. The oil company had struck oil in the Gulf of Mexico and were set to make a fortune but in the wake of the BP disaster public opinion was against drilling in the Gulf. In the blue booklet Pierce had prepared an outline for investing in a fusion energy company in California. Pierce smiled as he read the information on Oxen-bone Fusion. Using fusion to generate energy was a fantastic idea that could produce vast amounts of energy. But there was no way to contain the intense heat and energy produced. It would be like setting off an atomic bomb in LA. It simply wasn’t possible to make this a reality. Let’s see what happens when I pitt my wits against our CEO with these investments choices, he thought.
Zacharias picked up the phone to his PA, “Send him in please.” Pierce walked into Zacharias’ plush office on the top floor. The Olympian Investments building was at Number 1, Mekone Square, Athens. “Good morning, Zacharias. I have the investment proposals for you.”
“Good, what are the two options then?”
“Firstly Ox Oil Drilling have struck oil in the Gulf of Mexico. But there is the obvious stigma of drilling in the Gulf after the BP disaster. The other is a fusion reactor in California. I don’t need to tell you that green technology is the future.”
“Pierce, how unfairly you have picked these companies. We should grab the opportunity to invest in Oxen-bone Fusion with both hands. We should head down to the hall; the press will be waiting for the announcement.”
“Colleagues, ladies and gentleman of the media, it is my pleasure to inform you of the decision I have made for our future energy investment. I have decided to invest substantially in Oxen-bone Fusion and the fusion reactor they are building in California.” Zacharias returned to his seat on the dais and looked expectantly at the gathering before him. His colleagues and the press looked bemused and began to laugh. Zacharias suspected there must have been some trick in Pierce’s plan and the reaction of the crowd confirmed his thoughts. He grew angry about the lungs and wrath reached him to the spirit as he realised Pierce’s cunning trick. He knew the papers would crucify him in the morning.
Having glanced at the newspapers and deciding not to read about his mistake, Zacharias knew he had to retaliate in some way. He needed to damage Pierce in a way that affected all men and made sure everyone knew that it was Pierce who was responsible. The headlines in the news that weren’t about Zacharias’ error were still focused upon the soaring inflation rates. There were plenty of interviews with men about how without a loan or a mortgage they couldn’t afford to live in a civilised life-style. It sparked an idea in Zacharias head. He switched on his computer and started keying in the necessary passwords and codes to get into the top security sections of the bank’s system.
“He’s done what?!” Pierce exclaimed as emails and phone messages bombarded him. They all had the same message, that men could no longer get mortgages or loans and were now financially ruined. They could not afford to buy good food or buy gifts; they had been completely cut off. Pierce knew that Zacharias was to blame. Zacharias had withheld funding the for Pierce’s department. And all because he was he fooled by a simple choice, he thought slyly.
That night after most of the employees had gone home Pierce strode purposefully up to the top floor of the building. He didn’t care if anyone saw, if they questioned him he would simply reply that he was working late. At the end of the corridor was Zacharias’ office, he snuck inside this time not wanting to be seen. Sitting at Zacharias’ desk he began to type an email to the media signing it from Zacharias. The email declared that there had been a software glitch in the bank’s system and now that it had been fixed all funding for mortgages and loans would be restored and everyone’s borrowings would be secure permanently. This was accompanied with an apology and a personal assurance from Zacharias that this wouldn’t happen again. Plugging in his external hard-drive he transferred the passwords and codes needed to access the top security sections so that he could restore the funding at home. He unplugged the hard-drive and hid it in the bouquet of flowers he had brought with him and switched off the lights as he left the office. Walking past the guards in the lobby he felt his pulse quicken in case they saw what he had concealed in the flowers but they simply wished him a good evening. At the house he shared with his brother, Ethan, he restored the funding completely. Now mankind could have the civilisation they were due.
As his breakfast arrived Zacharias switched on his TV to watch the news. The presenters were just starting a new story; there were scenes of jubilant people outside high street branches of Olympian Investments. The presenter continued with a graphic showing an email apparently from Zacharias apologizing for the funding problems and assuring it wouldn’t happen again. This time Pierce had gone too far and in a rage he flung his breakfast, plates and all, across the room. This time he would make sure Pierce would not be able to challenge him again. He would remove Pierce from the bank and keep him away whatever it took. But just removing Pierce wasn’t enough; Zacharias knew he had to get personal affecting the two things that Pierce cared about the most; the customers of the bank and Ethan, Pierce’s foolish brother.
As Pierce walked down the street towards the bank a large black van sidled up next to him. Four large men, all dressed in black leaped out of the side door. Putting a sack over his head, they dragged Pierce in the back, the sack muffling his cries for help. As the door slammed shut the van sped away.
Zacharias watched the van pulling away, a grim smile on his face. His triumphant thoughts were interrupted by his secretary informing him that Paloma had arrived. With a great sign of discontent Paloma waddled into the room. She was an overweight, grubby woman who was always in a foul mood. After years of being overlooked for the pretty women she was bitter and cold inside. This was exactly why she had been selected out of the employees of the bank, her hard heart and unsatisfied nature would make her invaluable.
“Ah you’re here,” said Zacharias. “Good, well you have been offered a very special opportunity. I know you are not happy in your role as…” He consulted his notes, “as an telephone operator-”
“Of course I’m not happy,” she interrupted in a broad nasal voice. “It’s people like you who put people like me behind a phone so no one can see me. How do you think that makes me feel?”
“Well that is why you are here,” Zacharias replied. “If you would like to my team will help you acquire the looks and skills required to make you … presentable. We will have everyone notice you and desire you. Would you be interested in taking part?”
“Team? What team?” Paloma asked, suspiciously. Zacharias gestured to four people sitting outside his office. Two men and two women, three of them were immaculately dressed. One of the men looked hot and grimy, as if he worked in a forge. He was rubbing his leg which looked injured. Thinking that she didn’t have much else to do, Paloma agreed. Zacharias’ plan was taking shape.
The van stopped abruptly and Pierce was dragged out. He was taken through a gate, he heard it close behind him. Still with the sack over his head all he could do was rely on his other senses. He was sitting on the ground. He could feel the cold and damp seeping through the material of his trousers, chilling him to the bone. He could smell the sharp and unpleasant acrid smell of filth. He could hear the angry and startled tones of birds. He stood up trying to keep his balance as the sack was ripped off his head. Looking around at the inside of the bird’s enclosure he felt the first sharp beak cut into his back, just above his liver.
Zacharias and the team took Paloma to Zacharias’s country house. Over the next few weeks the team transformed her from the unattractive woman she was into a radiant beauty. The man with the injured leg was Howie, Zacharias’ personal trainer. As if he were moulding her body out of clay; with diet and exercise she became curvaceous and seductive. Anthea, Zacharias’ stylist, dressed her and gave her a wardrobe of clothes of such beauty that Paloma knew she could not fail to look sensational. April, a lady who owned a jewellery line called ‘Lady Temptation’ gave her jewels so that she glittered and gleamed on all occasions. Normally she would have felt self conscious around two such glamorous women but now all she felt was superior as her already malevolent personality was amplified by Herman, Zacharias’ psychologist and councillor.
When she was transformed in such a way that even Zacharias found her appealing Herman took her to a charity ball the bank was holding. Paloma’s dress, jewels and appearance transfixed all who saw her. Everyone was drawn to her beauty. On Zacharias’ instruction Herman introduced her to Ethan. He fell for her the moment they met. Paloma knew him to be privileged and disliked him from the start; she knew she could use him to get what she wanted. As soon as Herman mentioned that she was looking for a place to live Ethan invited her to move in with him and Pierce. Of course Paloma agreed instantly. As they left the ball together the paparazzi went into a frenzy trying to get her picture. A woman this stunning had to have her pictures spread across the world.
Paloma gave interviews that were published on screen and in print for weeks. She happily told the interviewers about how life married to Ethan was treating her. She proudly told them of how she had to do nothing, everything was provided for her. Ethan went to work all day and how she lived off his hard work. On one of the many days that she sent Ethan to go and work she switched on Pierce’s computer. She couldn’t find Ethan’s and she wanted to buy something, she didn’t really care what it was as long as it was expensive. There was a hard-drive still plugged into the computer, full of curiosity as to what may be stored on it she began to open the files it contained. Randomly clicking whatever caught her eye she grew impatient as repeated messages asked her if she ‘was sure she wanted to implement these changes’. She clicked yes to all of the messages without reading them. She did, however read the last one that appeared, it was bigger than the rest, written in large red letters. It informed her that in order for men to qualify for a mortgage they must now have wife and also must pay substantial interest on these borrowings. The message stated that these changes could be reversed if authorised by Pierce within twenty four hours. But not knowing where he was or really caring about what she had done she ignored it and as closed out any hope for men as she turned off the computer.
As the women of the world saw her idly floating through life, living in luxury while others worked around and for her, they began to change also. They began to expect the same from their husbands. They began to take more than they gave, to expect more and provide none. They became like bees in a hive, profiting from the toil of others whilst inside their sheltered homes. Zacharias had created an example that all women followed, a great affliction for men that they would delight at as they embraced their own misfortune.
* * *
“And so Zacharias won.” Pierce started bluntly. “He kept me here almost under house arrest for longer than I care to remember. I have tended these birds and nought else for years. He punished my brother with the evil wife he has to live with and he punished all men in a similar vein with no option of release.”
“How did he punish all men with no release, uncle?” Inquired Henry, trying to come to grips with the tale of his father’s anger.
“Well you see if a man doesn’t have a wife then he cannot get a mortgage. He needs the loan to pay for day to day life as inflation is still too high to be able to cope without the extra money. But in having a wife he has the all the unrelenting pain in heart and spirit that is an ill without a cure. Thus there is no way of deceiving or evading the mind of Zacharias.
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