Ulysses Last Kill
------------------


"I swear. IT was ungodly."

A war, just a small one, or simple battle, had taken place outside a barn.

Ulysses led his army (the general, who ended the civil war, and became president afterward)

Aimed his pistol, and shot the last confederate directly in the middle of the head, and watched his body fall.

Ulysses put his pistol back into it's hand-made sheath, and kept walking..

He heard a sound.

"Uggghhh.."

Somehow, the confederate soldier was still alive.

He shot him again. Or "it" or whatever this was.

"What is this..?" Ulysses asked.


The body crawled toward him.

"Some kind of vampire..?"

He picked up the nearest bayonett, and stabbed the zombie in the head, again, and again, but the body had already wrapped its arms around his legs.


He felt like he was fighting a bear.

A few soldiers waked up, but they were totally unarmed, and watched Ulysses struggle with the demon on the ground.

"Get off me!"

He stabbed, and stabbed, and reached for his pistol, but the hand was taken away by a zombie grab.


"Jesus Christ..!"

One of the soldiers loaded a rifle from a confederate gun found on the ground, and threw it to S.

"Shoot him in the head. Again and again. Just kill him, S."

"Why are you calling me that..?"

Ulysses ended the fight real fast.

The zombie had seven shots in his pineal gland, Ulysses walked awy with a few cuts in his body from the fingernails of the demon, or whatever it was, sighed, panted very loudly, and said, "I need a drink."

That was the last "person" Ulysses ever killed.

* * * * * * *

Ulesses S. Grant was put into court once.

Though he bedecks the fifty dollar bill wih his kevlar vest worn underneath his coat in the photograph, a photo to inspire ..

He was never truly psychic

He drank too much.

"Are you the individual they refer to as S...?"

Ulysses was still, aged forty-three, in the courtroom.

He had already exploited the bank system, while president, even though it was already corrupt.

"Well my name is Ulysses S. Grant."

"No."

The man said. It was more like a witch-hunt, but Ulysses didn't knoww hy.

"My middle name is S. It's short for my middle name which I don't really have. The truth is, I have no middle name. I always thought if I added a letter in-between my names I would sound more official."

* * * * * * *

One night, S. in his second term, invited, almost around 2. A.M.

Three of his friends who lived with him in the white house -- a butler, an agent, and a close friend, to listen to him play the piano.

He was real drunk, and didn't sound too good.

Then laughed, and said, "Now wasn't that a score..!"

It was a veteran's funeral the next day.

Ulysses didn't seem to care how much he'd been chastised so much for his vicious behavior at war, considered' The Butcher of the civil war, and a real cheat when it came to the law.

It was even said at a Parade, he walked up to a child, cigar in mouth, and yelled, "NOW AREN'T YOU HAVING A GOOD TIME, BOY..?" And the child was frightened of him.

* * * * * * *

At the funeral, Ulysses said he wanted to play a song for the man.

A piano was set up and prepared.

He walked up, slowly to the grand piano.

He sat down, drunk, and put out his cigar.

"Okay."

He said

And he only struck one note, and let it resound very loud.

Bowed his head, and listened to it resound.

They say the "F" note is the tone of the heart, but everyone said, "No one knows why Ulysses didn't play a song that day."

He just bowed his head and walked awat from the piano.

The name "Orpheus" ringing through his mind.


-BLS