The Stevenson family made there way down the streets of Las Cruces in south New Mexico. They numbered four, a man, a woman, a young woman around the age of sixteen, and a small child, who was female, and was currently held in her mother's arms. They laughed and joked with each other, talked, and did things any normal family would do. As they approached the corner, they saw two soldiers standing by it, talking to each other and keeping guard. They passed the guards, but the young child's eye lingered on the guards as they passed. The child turned to face her mother and asked a question.
"When is Mike coming home?"
"He is supposed to be coming home in a few months right?" asked her older sister.
Their parents looked at each other, as if they expected the other to have the answer. Finally, the man turned and said to his family. "Well, we do not know. But be glad that you can say your brother is fighting to protect our great nation, and fighting the Latino devils to the south. Hold on, look at this."
The family stopped in front of two large propaganda posters nailed to a building by the street. On one poster, three soldiers stood at attention, dressed in their Cascadian Military uniforms, in front of the flag. Laying next to them, in a bloody heap, are two Latino raiders. The words below it read: One Country, One Army. Without it, we can say goodbye to everything we hold dear. These are the protectors of our great country. Enlist today.
The other poster featured a close up of a Latino man's face who was sneering. Behind him, a great fire was pictured, as if an entire village was being burned to the ground. Everyone recognized who he was, El Diablo, leader of the Southern Raiders. The words on it read: He arrived from the gates of hell, and we are here to send him on back in!
After everyone looked at the posters, the man went on, "These men, the army, punish the bad men who threaten our great country. Traitors are sent to these remote places, where very bad stuff happens. Very bad. But they threaten everything we know and love, and it is necessary to punish them like this. They knew the risks were they tried to face us and try to, but they refused to listen. It cost them everything.
The girl frowned, and said, "Like the Ramirezs?
"Yes, the betrayed our country and paid the price, I am very sorry for them, but it had to be done."
She replied, "Even their children, they all had to be taken away? Did the children deserve this?"
The man glanced nervously around, before spotting something of interest. His voice became more cheery, and he said, "Hey, let us all go get some ice cream, the shop is just right over there? How about that?"
Both the older woman and the young child answered yes, and they began walking over to the shop in the distance. The girl tried to get her father's attention, but failed, as he just walked away. She had to follow them, confused about what just happened.