Free New Age of Heroes 1: The League of Protectors - Dawn of a New Age by Christian Green Page A

Hardine was coming from. Thanks in part to his time
working with the League, Garrett had encountered some pretty
dangerous Post Humans. These were the type of Post Humans that had
the ability to wreck havoc whenever they saw fit.
    Seeing how Garrett
possessed no offensive abilities and had very little training in
combat, he often felt worried when The League went on missions. If
they couldn’t stop these criminals and G.U.A.R.D couldn’t
either, then who was left to protect the world? Thoughts like these
often plagued Garrett’s mind.
    “To be fair,
your team has done the best job possible for the public image of Post
Humans. There’s no denying the contributions The League of
Protectors have made. The problem isn’t what you guys have
done; the problem is what you guys are capable of doing. Regardless
of how much good you do, you’re always going to be looked at as
Post Humans and that's always going to concern a big group of the
population.”
    Sadly Agent Hardine
was correct. Garrett knew deep down being labeled a Post Human would
always have its drawbacks. Being of Caucasian descent, Garrett never
truly understood the struggles minorities had. Now, however, he
understood it well. He was a minority now. He and anyone like him was
the new object of persecution. It sucked.
    “Is that what
you see when you look at me Agent? Do you see a Post Human?”
    Agent Hardine
smiled. It wasn’t too often he got a chance to converse with a
Post Human in this manner. Usually he was interrogating them or being
insulted by them. Having a regular conversation with one of them, he
found refreshing.
    “When you and
I talk, you look at me and sure, you see a person. You see a man, but
somewhere inside of you, you distinguish me as a black man. Correct?”
    Garrett raised his
eyebrow; he wasn’t exactly sure where Agent Hardine was going
with this.
    “No matter
what I do, no matter what my intentions are, no matter how much we
have in common, you still recognize me as different. You still
recognize me as black.” Garrett nodded hesitantly.
    “That’s
not to say that you have an issue with me because of my skin tone,
but you recognize that there is a difference between us. You have no
choice but to recognize it, it’s human nature. It can be
something as simple as one man being short and another being tall. It
can be one man being big and another being small. No matter what we
do, we recognize the differences.”
    While continuing to
listen to Agent Hardine's explanation, Garrett jotted down notes
concerning his readings from the computer system.
    “So, to
answer your question, yes, I see you as a Post Human, because that’s
what you are. Do I despise you for it? No. Do I recognize it and
become leery of it? Yes. I will always be more guarded when it comes
to Post Humans. It’s of my nature and it’s my job. It's
no different than when a Black person looks at a White person or vice
versa. There's a difference between us and that's something that's
always going to be on our mind. ”
    Garrett appreciated
Agent Hardine’s truthfulness. He found himself liking the agent
even though the agent basically admitted he was guarded around him.
Agent Hardine’s explanation planted a picture into the minds of
how humans think. Garrett had a better understanding now than he did
before.
    “Agent
Hardine, come here and check this out!” Garrett shouted. His
urgency caught the agent by surprise. Agent Hardine rushed over to
the screen to see what Garrett was concerned about.
    “Do you see
this?” Garrett asked pointing to a specific area on the screen.
    “Yeah, what
about it?”
    Agent Hardine
wasn’t too familiar with the computer systems at the facility.
Garrett Blake would have to be more descriptive and explain the
problem for Agent Hardine to comprehend what the issue was. Garrett
tried to explain the problem again.
    “This reading
is for the Inhibitor Field. Do you get it now? The levels are
fluctuating and dropping