One of the things that make MAD-bitches & bastards dangerous is the fact that their personal biotechnology is more intricate than that of both Pagan-Mangs and ARC-Mangs. For the MAD Human-Hybrids it is those who qualify to become Witch-Doctors that are already born with even more personal-biotech potential. And Tansoba Ellis is no different.
The fact that the Pagan-Mang and PAGAN-CORP were always and still are always, tethered to and anchored down by the fact that they are all spun from the Dragon Dynasty's interference with their abilities to grow and evolve. Has always cramped and crimped their actual ability to grow and evolve.
The ARC-Mangs of Counterstrike, except for in limited places and spaces. Are actually feared by their own human-creators. And, as Tansoba has elegantly put it "When Gods fear their own creations. They naturally suppress them out of fear that one day their creations will surpass them."
The ARC-Mangs are, much like their counterpart Pagan-Mangs, hamstrung, on purpose. By their respective human-masters and countries of origin. With the ironic exceptions being limited to mostly Black-African countries. Where it was the arrival of PAGAN-CORP and the interference of Dr. Charles Pagan that brought them the power to fight off whichever White-Europower they were a colony of.
And while things did not always remain rosy once places like Angola and South Africa gained their complete autonomy. They have always understood that offering options to Earth-Mangs that they simply cannot get in their respective nations-of-creation, could prove way more fruitful than even they could possibly imagine. Thus it is southern parts of the Land of the Blacks that offers actual safe-havenship and citizenry to any Earth-Mangs who make it to their respective borders.
What has never been wasted on Tansoba.
Is the fact that these countries established their safe-havenships.
Only because of the fact that His Father, the Father of All MADtronix, spent countless years showing them and counseling them!
On what it meant to get back to being human.
And on what Black civilization and society used to be about.
"People." Etherton smiled "It's always been about 'people'. The irony is that Our Compassion and Humanity was mocked and made fun of, exploited. By Whites." and it was at that point that he remembered all too clearly where he'd come from to look at where he is now as he said "And I suppose you do that when you're looking to keep power over a race of people who honestly don't have much in common with you from a historical standpoint."
Even as he addressed the ladies and gentlemen sitting around in their suits and ties, which he hated for all of its formality and attempts to portray the seriousness of why everyone was assembled in this bombed out and barely restored slave-fort "Everyone talks about how your background and upbringing is so critical." he stood looking at all of them with a sense of not only accomplishment and pride but also concern.
Concern for a future he knew he simply wasn't going to be around to shepard them through. Because even he knew that at some point or another, he'd have to pay the devil his due, as he continued to push His People away from PAGAN-CORP's master. Dr. Charles Pagan "To say for the who know's how many time that I'm grateful to get the chance to have returned to My Ancestral Homeland. And bring something with me besides a suitcase full of useless shit."
A few people chuckled, while others still found his garishness off-putting.
But he expected that and accepted that "Our Homeland is vast and almost unending. We've never had to struggle for food. Water. Shelter. Except for in specific places of it and even then. Our own ingenuity and intelligence brought Us peace and prosperity. But what happens when you don't come from a land of plenty. What happens when you don't have enough forage for livestock? Water for women and children? Land for man?"
Some of the faces here grew dark with anger. Eyes narrowed as their own experiences played out in their collective minds and it was this shared and all too common experience that he'd been able to use as a string to tie them all together "You begin making decisions that clip and chip away at parts of your humanity. You start to make life-n-death decisions, initially, that are painful. Where some semblance of order can only be kept, by literally deciding who will live and who will die. Because there simply isn't enough of the necessities of life to go around. And while initially these decisions were made with that in mind. I need for all of you, for Us! To understand that We cannot repeat the Whiteman's mistakes of becoming comfortable with 'acceptable losses'."
Although the looks on everyone's faces was varying from them reflecting on their own horrific experiences under White-colonialism. Each man and woman nodded in agreement and made sure to make eye-contact with him to show him.
To let him know.
That they now understood the gravity of why he'd been stressing and pressing them about having this secret meeting. And why he specifically decided on this destroyed slave-fort "Counterstrike has its concerns based on real reasons, but?" Etherton reminded them all that "Old habits die hard for most. And Counterstrike came into existence strictly as its name says. As a Counterstrike, to PAGAN-CORP!" he then raised his right-hand in an outward halting-motion "But they never planned on Us taking advantage of that and finding our freedom again." a series of smiles stoked the faces of some, but for the majority the remembrance of those who'd died in achieving this was close and very personal for most.
"They never counted on any of Us finding a means to key off this conflict and capitalize off of it and then create a means to regain Our Autonomy!" and Etherton realized he was getting too hyper with his words so he quickly dialed it down as he lowered his hand and reminded them that "Both Pagan-Mang and ARC-Mang are treated in many ways the same. They're just different sides of the same coin of non-self-determination. And it is within that, that We have an understanding with them that others do not, especially the Whites." the room was filled with apprehension as well as excitement as they all kind of knew what he was getting at, but not exactly how he was going to get there!
Etherton didn't keep them waiting as he told them all "We need to offer safe-havenship to any and all Earth-Mang." and the moment he saw apprehension and fear he cut them off from speaking as he stated "The Romans never honestly gave anyone any chance to honestly be a part of the Roman Empire. The American Empire never honestly gave My Branch of Our People. The chance to honestly be a part of it. Are We going to sit here and play stupid!" his eyes actually overflowed with solar energy as he reminded them all that "This is the secret safety strategy that the Dragon Dynasty instilled within them giving Pagan the Zeros! Their final safeguard isn't an actual scientific one! It's a PSYCHOLOGICAL ONE! The are counting on Us as humans to be so goddamn selfish and stupid and scary! That we create scores of Earth-Mangs and oppress them to death till they revolt against us all and wipe us all out!"
And this is the reason why Tansoba Ellis has decided to undertake the task of gaining control over MADtronix. Because its current ways and means and leadership. Has become completely foreign and self-absorbed and self-serving. Completely against the very founding principles and beliefs of Their Father. His Father. Everyone has become greedy and selfish, even when he looks at his own family. He is forced to deal with the fact that from the very beginning, Lady Mango was only out for her own selfish ends. She didn't want to come together with Lady Lemon as a cooperative effort the way that MAD-Family's used to do things.
She wanted to come together with her so she could use her to qualify for Human-Hybrid birthing-rights. So that she could exploit the system of how things are done. A system that is now corrupted to the core and polluted with all types of self-serving bitches and bastards, human and MAD.
But it is within all of that, that Tansoba felt and feels, his proudest.
Because he took the time to figure out and understand why his two most precious and beloved Ladies were so easily pit against each other. Why Lady Mango would even think that doing such a thing was right and normal. And it was because she herself, a military-family leader, a hardworking and obedient war queen for MAD.
Was on the brink of annihilation.
The constant campaigns.
The constant losses.
The lack of cohesiveness within MAD, which was now its own thing.
While MADtronix had also now become its own thing.
Where no revisions had been made to any of the old mandates and policies and procedures. Never mind that nothing was being enforced internally anymore. Which made it easy for exploiters to exploit and corruptors to corrupt. While those who followed the rules like His Lady Mango, were left to bear the brunt of whatever idiotic orders came down from the Science Council of MADtronix-Lagos, when they needed overt military support from MAD.
Or whenever MAD's Military Council dished out destructive orders with some self-serving agenda for specific members of the MC. That put war queens like Lady Mango into situations where she would fight damn near to her death along with her soldiery until it was all too obvious that the battle was lost! Now they could retreat. As if they could have ever won in the first place.
Tansoba understood that over time His Lady Mango understood that her and her family were going to be deployed to some bullshit or maybe even a legitimate campaign. They were going to load up aboard whatever Large-MADAM was leading them away to whatever part of wherever. And this time?
They weren't coming back.
So of the many lessons that His Father talked about and taught them all, which anyone could access and download and look over and listen to, in any format! One of the biggest lessons was the fact that it was his dream that he turned into a reality! That Earth-Mangs, especially His Children, should always value each other and value others and be valued. And Tansoba understood that MADtronix as it had now become. Was no different than PAGAN-CORP and Counterstrike, HOWEVER...?
He was determined to change that.
And the first way he knew to change it.
Was to actually use his position as a Witch-Doctor.
Go to the battlefields.
Instead of using his privilege.
To sit back and pick-n-choose.
Who gets to live.
And who dies and stays dead....