The Shawnee Rebels

 “Calvert, why are you angry?” Hardeep asked.

These were times of triumph. Hardeep and his tribe had just won a war, but something was brewing in his son Calvert, Hardeep sensed another war about to begin.

“Krishna chose a man from the Seminal tribe. She slept with him.” Calvert explained to his father.

“I assume that you had feelings for Krishna.”

Hardeep could see what a fatal attraction was doing to his son.

“I will kill them, I will kill them all. I told her that if she left our tribe for their’s that none of them would live to see tomorrow.”

Hardeep did everything to calm his son down, but it was too late. Krishna had broken his heart. She’d been a part of Calvert’s life since he was a teen and a woman’s betrayal could cause any man to rebel.

Calvert had turned into a mad man. He saddled his horse and planned an attack with his tribe.

The rage in Calvert’s eyes was like that of a bald eagle. He burned like fire cooking a hot steak. 

“Are you going to fight with your son?” Lord Shiva asked.

“Calvert believes that our women are sacred. Some time ago he told me that he had a dream that if the Seminal tribe got ahold of our women that they would use them to defeat us.” Hardeep explained.

“Was he certain?”

Hardeep pointed to the smoke from a distance, “Certain enough to rebel against a peace treaty. Because of Krishna we must prepare for another war.”

Calvert’s rage fueled him to rebel against the entire Seminal tribe. He and his people slaughtered all of their night warriors and scalped Krishna in a brutal execution. Carrying the heads of his enemies he sent a message to the women in his tribe and they understood. After the war, Hardeep saw the mighty hand of his people in his son. Krishna caused a rebellion. Krishna unknowingly created a rebel.

The End.