by DCS
Rockefeller recoiled, disgust contorting his features. Caesar was on Tony in an instant, his fist slamming with brutal force into Tony’s face and head, and when Tony fell over again, Caesar began kicking him viciously.
Rockefeller wiped the bile off his face and snarled, “Enough!”
Caesar stopped as ordered, but Tony remained on the ground, wheezing because Caesar had cracked a few of his ribs.
“Brothers, a sacrifice to the Anunnaki, in celebration of that which cannot be changed.” Rockefeller came forward again, and the rest of the Roshaniya followed, forming a circle around Tony. Caesar backed out of their circle, dropping to his knees, and folded his hands in front of him as if in prayer.
When the chanting began, Gabriella could stay no longer. Whispering soft words of love to Tony, she zipped out of her hiding place and buzzed right to the open window.
Caesar saw her. “My lords, a guardian angel!”
Rockefeller snapped his eyes towards the window, and then shouted, “Geryon, catch it! Kill it and anyone else that gets in your way.”
Four pairs of dark red eyes pierced the shadows as they opened. Geryon, the two headed Igigi, guardian of the Roshaniya, released a terrifying roar. It bounded across the room on four strong legs, jumped up into the windowsill, and then dove out of it, its massive wings snapping open as it chased the angel.
Tony felt Gabriella’s departure and smiled.
“You will not hold that smile for long, slave,” Rockefeller promised, his voice dripping with menace. The Roshaniya clasped hands and began a low, steady chant. As it grew in force, pillars of flames leapt from the stone floor, licking at the high ceiling. A smaller ring of fire crawled out of the flames and slithered around the chanting men.
The mind can create very magical things, and very dark ones. It was not long before the shadows thickened and a presence could be felt. It was not long before Rockefeller’s promise became truth. Tony stopped smiling. And the sounds that ripped from his mouth were those of pure agony.
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December 12, 2012 - 8:22 PM
New Orleans, LA
Estate of the DeMarco Family
Alexandro sat at the piano in his den. For once, a cool breeze dusted across the Louisiana night, and the windows were open to allow it in. His long fingers moved with expert ease over the black and white keys, commanding the sounds that floated out of the instrument to play with the air. His house was quiet, save for the music he played; a calm moment inside the storm. He had an early morning flight to Rome the next day, to prepare for his part in removing the Roshaniya from power. His son was somewhere safe, and Mona was already in Italy, waiting for his arrival.
Gabriella was fast, but so was the Igigi. Thankfully, Gabriella was also very agile. She could cut corners, and zigzag with greater efficiency. She used that to her advantage, increasing the lead between her and the demon-like creature as she zoomed through the open window and into Alex’s house. She applied the brakes a little too late, and smacked into the back of Alex’s head.
Alex blinked when he felt the impact, his fingers halting abruptly. He glanced over his shoulder and saw Gabriella picking herself up off the floor, putting a hand to her head and shaking it.
Amusement twinkled in his eyes as he turned around on his seat, looking down at her. “Have you been sipping my brother’s bourbon again?”
Senses back in focus, Gabriella looked up at Alex, fluttered back into the air, landed on his shoulder, and began whispering in his ear. Alex blinked, and then all amusement dropped off his face. “Antonio…” His eyes closed for just a moment, and he pressed a hand against his chest. They snapped open, clouding with quiet fury when the Igigi appeared on his windowsill, its red eyes locked with vicious intent on both of them.
“Go. Go and warn Xavier,” Alexandro said to Gabriella as he slowly rose to his feet, his gaze centered on the demon. “I’ll take care of it.”
Both heads of the Igigi roared, a noise that shook the pictures on the walls and rattled the knick knacks on the mantle. Then, it lunged.
Chapter 19
“Do not be daunted by the enormity of the world's grief. Do justly, now. Love mercy, now. Walk humbly, now. You are not obligated to complete the work, but neither are you free to abandon it.”
- Talmud
December 12, 2012 - 10:11 PM
Washington, DC
The White House
In his pseudo-human form, Enki stood in his brother’s office, waiting for him to return. Something was amiss. He could sense it, could feel the wrongness as acutely as he could feel the presence of the Ascended Masters and the humans of Earth that continued to vibrate in love, despite the travesty that had befallen not only their nation, but Europe, as well.
A short time ago, Lucifer had assured him that the Ascension would succeed; that Spirit, the Source, wanted it. He also knew that every spark of life that had come from the Source had the choice of free will. They had to want the Ascension, too. By all intents and feelings, enough humans on Earth did. Enki’s race—his brother, more specifically—was putting up one hell of a fight, though. Enki worried that his efforts may not be enough.
He stepped away from the window, rubbing his false human eyes, and felt the approaching of one of their messengers. As Enki glanced up, an Igigi appeared in the window, crouching on the sill like the gargoyle statues that almost correctly depicted their appearance. Enki canted his head at the creature. “What is your message?”
The Igigi’s words rang in Enki’s head. My message is for Enlil, my lord.
“You will tell me, and I will pass your message onto my brother.”
The Igigi paused, studying Enki in silence. Enki allowed his eyes to flip, exposing the reptilian irises, and sent his next words directly into the creature’s mind. Do not think to defy me. You will speak now.
The Igigi shifted uncomfortably. The Roshaniya have caught a traitor. DeMarco works against you, with the Terenzios.
Enki blinked. That would be explain the wrongness he had felt. He allowed feelings of anger to taint his energy field, so that the Igigi could feel it, and expressed as much on his face. Where are the DeMarcos now?
Tony DeMarco has been killed. Geryon was sent to dispatch Alexandro, and Tony’s guardian Angel.
Enki nodded. Caesar caught him?
Yes, my lord.
I will alert Enlil of this. Send a message back to the Roshaniya that we have it under control. Caesar is to do nothing but await my brother’s orders.
Yes, my lord. The Igigi hopped around on the sill, and then flew back out into the night.
Enki watched the beast disappear and sighed. He would have to move very carefully to conceal this deception from his brother as long as possible. As if on cue, Enlil opened up the door to his office, closing it behind him.
“Did I sense an Igigi?” Enlil asked, walking over to his desk and dropping a portfolio onto it.
“No. I have not seen one.” Enki turned from the window to look at Enlil. “Are you ready to depart, brother? We should not be late for the ceremonies in Rome.”
Enlil turned off his computer and smiled Enki. Walking over to him, Enlil set his false human hands on Enki’s shoulders. “That I can share these moments with you again, that we will share our victory over the slaves of this planet, means more to me than I can express.”
Enki’s heart twisted in his chest. His brother was so misguided. Enki had tried so hard to show Enlil the light, but Enlil chose to live in darkness. His brother’s cruel refusal to release the people of Earth saddened Enki’s soul. Continuing to hide his true motives from the brethren he loved, Enki smiled. “As am I brother. As am I.”
Enlil embraced Enki tightly, and Enki returned it with genuine affection. “Come.” Enlil smiled and began to transform into his true Anunnaki form. “Tonight, we enjoy the praise of the mortal kings of Earth. In ten days, we stand and laugh together as this Ascension fails.”
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December 13, 2012 - 5:55 PM
Somewhere in Egypt
Terenzio Compound
“We’ve got a few situations.” Crowded around the conference table with the Terenzios’ were the scientists and the Pledians. Vasco stood at the head of the table and pointed to the two in the back corner. “That’s Merope and Taygeta. They are Pleiadians. They will be operating the teleportation devices that each team will use to get to their prospective locations.”
The scientists looked fascinated by the prospect.
“Is that going to be make us nauseous, too?” Simone asked, glancing over at the Pleiadians.
Merope, who had taken on the physical features of a man, smiled reassuringly. “No. It tickles.”
“For anyone who doesn’t know him, this is our cousin, Xavier.” Vasco motioned at the tall man standing in the corner in a wrinkled suit, who had his father, Christopher’s, eyes.
Xavier stepped forward and nodded at the scientists. Setting his hands on his waist he turned his attention to Simone, and her brothers. “Caesar caught Tony and brought him to the Brotherhood. They killed him.” Xavier’s jaw worked, but he pushed on. “Alex escaped. There were protocols that Tony put into place in case this happened, so Alex can still get into the event in Rome. Tony had a few people on the inside that were loyal to him. Simone,” Xavier reached into his pocket and removed a device that resembled a PDA. “Tony made this. Security codes are being changed, but if you attach this device to the control panel in the Underground Bases it will override them.”
Simone took the device and nodded. “Are we sure it will work?”
“It should. Fingers crossed though.”
“So the Brotherhood knows we’re coming after them?” Lucien asked.
“Tony wouldn’t have told them anything, but we don’t know how much Caesar overheard. Enki is going to do as much damage control from the inside as he can but, I’d be prepared for anything at this point.” Xavier glanced at Vasco. “It’s a sure bet Caesar will be at the celebration in New Orleans.”
“It’s fine, Xavier. I’ll take care of him.” Vasco looked over at the scientists. “Robert will meet you and the rest of your team in Guatemala. They’re in jail.”
“What?” Shirley blinked in surprise. Derek and Abe shared her expression.
“They’re fine,” Vasco assured her. “I sent an SVT agent to look after them.”
“How long have then been in there?” Shirley demanded.
Vasco met her gaze. “Two months.”
“My grandmother has been in jail for two months?” Shirley shot to her feet, anger reddening her ears. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me?”
“Because of this.” Vasco motioned a hand at her. “You would have been distracted from your task, worrying needlessly.”
Shirley’s expression turned incredulous. “Worrying needlessly?”
“Your grandmother is fine, Shirley, we promise,” Simone said, before things got out of hand. “Worst case scenario is she’s bored out of her mind. Our SVT agent on site did make contact with them, so they are aware of the situation. We just couldn’t spring them, yet, without drawing attention to ourselves.”
Shirley still looked angry. “You should have told me.”
“Yes, he should have. Vasco does this constantly, Shirley, but it’s for the best.” Simone touched Shirley’s shoulder. “We need to move on, though.”
“The good news is, you get to spring them out,” Lucien added.
“What do you mean, we get to spring them out?” Derek eyeballed the triplets.
“Abe, I hear, used to be in the military,” Vasco said, “And Robert has a small squad of Cadre assigned to him. It’s a local prison, minimum security. You shouldn’t have any trouble getting them out of there.”
Derek blinked. “You’re serious? You really want us to break them out of jail?”
Abe chuckled and clasped Derek on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, it sounds like fun.”
“After that, you will proceed directly to the site and find the Cave of Creation,” Vasco continued. “The Pleiadians have already given Robert his own teleportation device.”
“If you think we can pull it off.” Derek did not sound so convinced.
“You can, and you will.” Vasco looked around at the rest of the table. “No one can move until Lucien blows up the ELMINT. At that point, we expect worldwide power meltdown, because of the solar flares. Once that happens, each team confirms to the Security Center here they are a go, and proceeds. Xavier and Lieutenant General Archer will coordinate from this facility. Anyone have any questions?”
“How do we communicate with each other once the solar flares knock everything offline?” Lucien asked.
“We’re going to use these. Xavier brought them with him.” Simone slid a rectangular box across the table to Lucien. Inside were five devices that resembled standard headsets, except a small crystal sat in the ear piece, and another smaller one at the mouthpiece.
“They were made by Sirians, someone named Thoth, specifically,” Xavier said.
“As in the Egyptian god, Thoth?” Shirley asked.
Xavier shrugged. “Couldn’t tell you.”
“Any other questions?” Vasco looked around the table.
There was silence and head shakes from around the room. “I think that about covers it, V.” Lucien stood up.
Vasco nodded. “Enjoy the next week. It’s going to go by fast.”
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December 14, 2012–6:56 PM
Phoenix Isle
Alcyone Island
Caesar pushed open one of the doors to the debriefing room. “I’m not waiting anymore. Time we got things started.”
Amadeo, Olivia, and Kayla stood in the room, looking over at him as he burst in.
“Enlil has given his orders?” Kayla asked.
“No, but it doesn’t matter. I know what needs to be done,” Caesar snapped.
Olivia smiled. “About fucking time someone did something without being babysat.”
“What’s the plan, Caesar?” Amadeo asked.
“What did Leone tell you?” Caesar sat down at the head of the table.
“What I already suspected. Simone gave us the incorrect locations of the underground military bases that they are going to hit. Leone gave us the correct locations,” Olivia said.
“Read them off to me,” Caesar ordered.
Olivia opened the file folder in front of her and gave the names of each base.
Caesar nodded. “That sounds right. It’s what I’d hit. I don’t know how Simone intends to get in—all access codes have been change—but let’s assume she does. Olivia—”
“I’ll be waiting for her. I’ve been itching to put one right in her fucking head.” Olivia’s eyes gleamed at the thought.
“Good. Either Vasco or Lucien will attempt to target the ELMINT.” Caesar looked over at Amadeo.
“Probably Lucien,” Amadeo said. “He spent a lot of time at the training facility on Barrier Isle, under Christopher’s orders. It was most likely to prepare for an assignment like that. I’ll meet him there.”
“Amadeo, it’s really fucking important that Lucien doesn’t prevent the ELMINT from firing. Security will be really tight, but even so.”
“I understand, Caesar. Lucien is the family fuck up. They continue to show their stupidity by letting him try. He’s not going to beat me. I’ll take care of it.”
“You better.” Caesar looked over at Kayla. “You are with me. We’ll be at the Roshaniya’s celebration in New Orleans. Vasco will try to go after them, and I’ve got big plans for him.”
Kayla merely nodded.
“Anything else?” Olivia asked. She was ready to get her team together and come up with a game plan for killing Simone.
“No.” Caesar stood back up. “Just do your fuckin’ jobs, and at the end of the day, we’ll be the Roshaniya’s heroes, and sitting pretty on top of a rightfully controlled world.”
“Sounds like the way it should be.” Amadeo walked towards the
door. “I’ll see you all the morning of the 21st.”
Olivia slowly smiled. “What a great day that’s going to be, isn’t it?”
December 20th, 2012
“I'm going to tear your world apart, piece by piece. And then I'm coming for you."
-Liliana Terenzio
Chapter 20
“If there must be trouble let it be in my day, that my child may have peace.”
- Thomas Paine
December 20, 2012 - 10:10 PM
Somewhere in Egypt
Terenzio Compound
I’m ready. I’ve got explosives, angry Cadre, and the thermopy thing.” Lucien patted himself down.
The triplets and their security teams stood in the security center. The scientists had been the first to teleport out. Simone, who had been leaning back against Caleb while the teams prepared, eased out of his arms and walked over to her brother. “You be careful.”
Lucien smiled and hugged her. “Yeah, you too.” He kissed her cheek and looked over her shoulder at Caleb. “You take care of my sister. Anything happens to her…”
“I’ll kick my own ass, don’t worry.” Caleb extended his hand to Lucien. “Good luck.”
Lucien shook it, nodding. “Thanks.”
Vasco pushed off from his lean against the wall. He stepped up to his brother, simply regarded him for a quiet moment, then reached out with one arm and pulled him into a tight hug. “Still the family’s best kept secret. Thank you, Lucien, for always being there.”
Lucien smiled into his brother’s shoulder, clearing his throat as he was released. “Bet your ass, I am. See you guys soon.” He looked over at the four Cadre standing behind him. “Ready boys?” When they nodded Lucien slide his gaze to the Pleiadian called Taygeta, who Lucien had silently noticed, looked suspiciously like Carissa. “Let’s do this.”