Truth, Justice, and the American Way

Feedback is fresh-made she-crab soup (with just a tiny sprinkling of green onion) for the author's soul.
Sometimes I think this might be the prelude to a longer fic, but at least so far, it's a stand-alone.

"What do you believe in?"
"Truth, justice, and the American way." "How do you act on those beliefs?"
"I do what my superior officers tell me to do, without question or hesitation." "Very good. Now, you are to go to Colorado and extinguish a forest fire that is encroaching upon an area we need to protect. Here's the location. If you need further direction when you get there or need to report anything unexpected, call this number. Do it without being seen." "Yes, sir."

Clark was eight.

"What do you believe in?"
"Truth, justice, and the American way." "How do you act on those beliefs?"
"I do what my superior officers tell me to do, without question or hesitation." "Very good. There is a submarine of ours in difficulties. Here are the directions to your contact at the San Diego base. You are to bring the submarine to the surface. Better that you not be seen but if it is impossible to carry out your assignment and remain unseen, you may let that happen. Notify your contact in this event." "Yes, ma'am."

Clark was sixteen.

"What do you believe in?"
"Truth, justice, and the American way." "How do you act on those beliefs?"
"I do what my superior officers tell me to do, without question or hesitation." "Very good. There is a man who represents a threat to the continued stability of his state government. He must be killed, following the standard procedures. Avoid being seen. If anybody does see you, you are to kill them as well. Notify me of this upon your return." "Yes, ma'am."

Clark was eighteen.

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