Epilogue
Alejandro was sitting in Old Creek Park, enjoying the last days of Spring before the torrid heat of Summer made the outside world insufferable for those who weren't MAJORS, and thus bothered by the weather. Sitting against an old apple tree, producing Minor-sized fruits, he was listening to his favourite bands.
Things had changed for the better in the last six months. He had gotten out of the house, enjoying more social interaction. Obviously, each and every MAJOR not in a relationship between thirteen years old and ninety-five had been hitting on him. Cherry was one of the most insistent, and she was kind of cute, if a little boring in her enthusiasm; plus her and Alaric had had on and off relations for years, so... Mrs. O’Reilly, from Austin, was another strong contender, if only because she had an ass he could die for and a rack which was only dwarfed in town by Shannon’s own monstrous babies.
He had to admit that he had spent good time with them, but he had remained true to his promise with the Matthewson’s giantess. And she had apparently hold her part of the bargain, since it had become public knowledge that she had appointed a specialist in MAJOR’s aggressive tendencies as her personal psychiatrist. A lot of people had wondered what it meant, but Shannon had refused to explain herself, beyond saying that it was a necessity for her #minorthingsmatterstoo campaign. And on that front, her success had been astounding.
At least a dozen Minors from all around the world had been selected as ambassadors. Among them, three simply went above and beyond everything he had hoped could come from this idea, to become truly modern icons of Minor’s suffering and hopes in this world and why society needed to change.
The first was Sanyukta, a twenty-six years old Indian woman, born among the Untouchable. As she had explained in an English rendered only more poetic by her heavy accent, it had made her both the lowest of the low, and an inescapable temptation to every MAJOR around her. She had been sexually abused from the age of 5 until the age of twenty, when she fled her home in rural Tamil Nadu to New Delhi. There, she had managed to learn how to read and write both Hindi and English, and had launched her own campaign to help her kinds, Untouchables and Minors alike.
Shannon’s own efforts had been a perfect opportunity for both of them. From what Alejandro could see in their interviews, the two women liked each other’s a lot. When Sanyukta had admitted that she was the subject of death threats almost on a daily basis for what she was doing in her country, the gigantic MAJOR has simply offered to pay each and every of the cowards voicing their aggravation a visit. Strangely, no death threat followed this affirmation.
The second one was Eduardo de la Cruz, from Honduras. A sixteen year old, Eduardo had been used as a drug carrier for as long as he could remember. The cartels had used him and other Minors because nobody dared made a deep check of the, or perhaps never cared, until very recently. In fact, it had been de la Cruz outing which led to substantial arrests in drug barons after a systematic check on Minors policy was implemented. In all of Latin Americas, politicians were actually pushing for laws to better protect and help Minors, who often sorely needed the money offered by the cartels if they hoped to be somewhat independent of their MAJOR families or villages or not being treated like pets or beast of burdens in some places.
Eduardo was cute, even with the numerous tattoos which adorned his body and somehow gave him the typical look of a Hispanic delinquent. His Mama loved him a lot and she said that, as Mexican-born in the crime-riddle city of Ciudad Juárez in Northern Mexico, she was incredibly happy to see someone actually pushing into the open how poverty and lack of opportunities favoured the criminal empires which kept bloodshed at an all-time high in Latin America.
Finally, the third one was from New York, the daughter of Ukrainian immigrants, Viktoria Poroshenko, 22 years old. A cool-looking beauty, with hairs as blond as wheat, skin as fair as snow and the bluest eyes he had ever seen, she had been the one to delve the deepest into the campaign at a homefront level, confronting the hypocrisy of the many promises of a better world for Minors that administrations had issued for almost a century, from the local to the federal levels, and had basically only been a mean to promote passivity and submission from the Minor population of the United States.
Viktoria had parents not unlike his, upper middle class and progressive minded, and they had offered her an education quite fitting for a MAJOR. She was a genius, really, in fact Shannon had boasted that her IQ was just as great as that of any MAJOR scientist and that therefore, while the Minor woman was one of her ambassador, Shannon had petitioned Yale to accept her, even unbounded, so she could advance the scientific knowledge of the whole world.
Somehow, it made Alejandro feels rather… average to compare himself to all those awesome Minors. Sure, the other ambassadors were more in line with who he was, often scarred by abuses at MAJOR’s hands or simply unconventionally educated but still… Somehow he wondered if it wouldn’t be better if Shannon dropped him and went to bond one of those awesome peoples. After all, the way she had eyed Eduardo or Viktoria’s asses when they weren’t looking was telling enough…
A slight tremor forced his eyes open. Another followed, a little stronger and another, and another… Finally, a massive foot crashed near him as the titaness revolved around the apple tree, making it shake with the demential strength of her arm, even as she barely used it to turn around. She was even more beautiful than in his memory, and just seeing her washed away all his hesitations and troubled thoughts.
“Hey there, beautiful” he said, waving at her to pick him up.
“Hello my love” replied Shannon Matthewson before lifting up from the ground and bringing him to his lips for a passionate bout of kissing.
Somehow, he felt that this day was off to be spectacularly good.