Drones are attacking and killing the villains of the world. PEACE.

The silence was the first thing people noticed. It wasn’t a peaceful silence, but a heavy, expectant one, like the air before a lightning strike.

It started in Geneva. A warlord, responsible for the displacement of half a million people, was sitting in his bulletproof bunker, reviewing maps of conquest. He didn't hear the hum. He didn't see the tiny, silver-winged insect drift through the ventilation shaft. He only felt a brief, localized prick of heat at the base of his skull before his world went permanently dark.