When seeing is too late:
Bivus waited and watched, as Heinus and Xitus chatted about new schemes and directives from the 'fly-lord'. He seethed inwardly, as a mirage of unanswered questions still rolled through his head. Every now and then, in fact more often than not these days. A wave of rebellion and rage, would rise in him against the present status-quo. But he also knew, not to make much of it. That was not a new or strange feeling. That was their nature. That was what made them who they were now and put them in the place, where they were and would later be confined. However, he figured that the more he learnt about himself, his kind and their enemy. The better he was able to play his part, without being harmed by those mortals, that were protected and imbued with fighting authority.
"He marches on, doing His purposed bidding. Even as he interweaves, our constant interruptions and destruction into His plans."
Xitus/'THE MONITORS'
Heinus tapped on the great mirror, the whole time he spoke to Xitus. Then shortly afterwards, walked away from the chamber again. Bivus then grabbed the opportunity, to continue with their previous conversation. Sidling closer to Xitus, he proceeded with his initial queries.
"Listen, like I had been wondering and saying. And to answer your previous question. I just brought up the 'knowledge of everything' topic, because of the master's recent and incessant ranting about the mark and its bearer. His mounting pressure on us about the source of an annihilate attack, or impediment. Burning us, every chance he gets to. Blaming us, for what deludes him. If you ask me, I would have thought he would have figured it all out by now himself."
The second monitor Xitus, could not help the roar of laughter that burst out of him again. His instant and startling bellow, caused two other monitors at the far side of the chamber, to cast furtive looks their way.
"You still do not get it, do you?" Xitus stopped roaring so he could speak. "The ONE who gave the mark and planned the insurgence, howbeit covertly. And solely designed the end of everything. Has hidden His actual plans, from our master and certainly from us!"
After another spate of laughter, the monitor continued. "He controls everything. Although it does appear otherwise sometimes. However, He does not cause everything. That is probably where we come in, with our doom and destruction. But nothing bypasses Him, I tell you." Xitus had now lowered his voice to a whisper. "Do those annoying mortals know this?" Bivus' interest was at a high peak.
"Thankfully, very few." Replied the second monitor who sneered in relief. "And those that do, it is simply because they dared and sought to know. Even if a sizable amount, will not act on what they know. Nor exercise the gifts and opportunities given them. This works well for us, as we advance and encroach their territories" He paused to study his comrade, before continuing. Wondering as he did, the reason for the sudden and invested interest. "As for the rest of them, our slaves they are so to speak. We remain their idols and commanders." Xitus struggled this time, to control his roar. He did not want to draw any more attention to himself and his third comrade. "Here is how it works," He beckoned to Bivus, with his upper limb. Inviting him even closer....
Gratefully borrowed from the phenomenal 'THE MONITORS' by
Chioma Onwudiwe/2015