character arc

He felt
that
he owed his country

a huge favor.

So he enlisted 
in the shadow military.

He knew then: he could do
the most secret good for the
greatest number of unawares.
Trained, tasked and turned loose 
on the Los Angeles underground,
where he could be the best with 
the worst, doing the most with
the least, he became a clear ops
commando. Wholly transparent
in his ways and means, with
invisible clearance and a
security level second
only to a classified
bunker declassified,
debunked, but still

strong as all.
Of deep, thick wall. Inside, though
- he was a powder keg. Fully intact,
contained - no fuse. Not even
gunpowder
in fact.

Baking powder.
In a world already
preheated to four
hundred fifty degrees   
but no egg, no water,

no flour.

No salt. 

No bread. 

How did it come to this 
The recruitment office 
behind the secret alley 
said he'd be the good 
one