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by BSmith

  “Pull your team back for the moment, Derek. Send them to the nearest town and have them wait for further instructions,” Vasco said.

  Derek frowned. “May I ask why?”

  “Because if you’re right, and you have found the Cave of Creation, the Anunnaki are not going to let you get near it. And we’re not ready for that move, yet. I’ve got something else for you to work on, in the meantime.”

  “Wait, how do you know about the Anunnaki?” Shirley traded glances between the three Terenzios.

  “We are the all-knowing.” Lucien winked.

  “We wouldn’t be very good protectors if we didn’t.” Simone smiled

  Abe groaned and rubbed his hands over his face. “It’s true isn’t? It’s all true. I’m going to have to stop eating red meat and go to stupid yoga classes.”

  His complaint brought light chuckles from everyone but Vasco, who continued looking at Derek. “Have you ever heard of Nicholas Tesla?”

  Derek nodded. “Of course.”

  “Later this afternoon, Robert will be here. He’s bringing a semi-functional prototype of one of Tesla’s designs. I need you to build six of them, and you have a little less than six months to get them fully functional.”

  Nicholas Tesla was a genius way ahead of his time. That the Terenzios had gotten their hands on one of his blueprints and were giving them the task to build one of his prototypes fueled the excitement in Derek’s eyes. “Yes, sir.”

  “Utilize your other team as you need on this. When we’re ready for you to go in, you’ll have support and protection.” Vasco held out his hand.

  Derek shook it. “You got it.”

  §

  June 12, 2012 - 11:21 AM

  Alexandria, VA

  Commonwealth Avenue

  To get from downtown Alexandria to Commonwealth Avenue was a twenty minute drive. Caleb navigated the tinted window SUV down the quaint, tree-lined streets to the two hundred block. Their destination was a large house sitting on the corner. An old chain link fence surrounded the property, and a massive oak tree dominated the front yard. Roses in full bloom wound their way around the front gate. Caleb pulled the car into the driveway and stopped in front of the closed garage door. “Don’t get out.”

  “I have this great mental image of us walking somewhere, or doing something before Caleb tells us it’s okay, and getting bum rushed by him.” Lucien grinned from the back seat.

  Caleb looked at them in the rearview mirror. The humor in his eyes was hidden by his sunglasses. “If you see me running at you, do me a favor and help out by hitting the ground.”

  “I don’t know if I’m the duck and cover kind of girl. I think I’d want to shoot back,” Simone mused.

  “That’s the Liliana in you talking.” Lucien chuckled.

  “If I’m running at you, just duck. We’ll get around to the shooting afterwards.” The garage door slowly opened. Caleb pulled the SUV inside. Once the door closed, he turned off the engine. “Now, you can get out.”

  Simone climbed out of the car first, just as her cell phone vibrated. She glanced down at the caller ID, and her eyes hardened.

  Vasco caught her expression. “Victor?”

  “Yes.” She glared at the phone as if Victor could see it.

  “C’mon, let me put a hit out on him. Divorce takes too long, and we’ve got plenty of bored assassins on the payroll,” Lucien said in all seriousness.

  “Are you expecting any important calls today?” Caleb asked quietly.

  Simone paused, then shook her head. “No.”

  Caleb walked up to her, took her phone, and pressed the button to answer the call. “Mr. Russo, Simone, will be unavailable for the rest of the day. She’ll call you at her earliest convenience.”

  “Who the hell is this?” Victor demanded.

  “Miss Terenzio asks that you don’t call again. If you choose to continue this harassment she’ll be forced to exercise her Presidential powers. You don’t want that Mr. Russo. She’ll be in touch.” Caleb ended the call without giving Victor a chance to respond, and turned the phone off.

  Simone’s lips twitched. “My hero.”

  It took a lot of self-control for Caleb not to let Simone notice how that simple statement affected him. A lifetime ago, she had called him a big hero all the time. “The thousand messages he’s going to leave you, I can’t do anything about. Your brother’s idea is solid, though.”

  Simone’s smiled faintly. “Thank you.”

  Caleb walked over to the door that led into the house, knocking three times before he pushed it open. The intense set of his blue eyes stayed on Simone, though, even as he pushed open the door. “Anytime.”

  Vasco watched the interaction between his sister and Caleb. Behind the natural veil of steel that hid his emotions, fond amusement lived. They would have been good for each other this lifetime, too. He would allow them a small taste of that soon, but not yet.

  Inside the house, Tony DeMarco was waiting. When the triplets filed in, hugs were given and introductions were made.

  “You DeMarcos are pretty slick, staying so close to the inside all these years,” Lucien said as he took a seat at the dining room table.

  “Bet your ass we are. You Terenzios aren’t the only ones who can hustle people,” Tony said, turning his laptop around to face the triplets.

  “Your place?” Simone asked idly, admiring the huge china cabinet that dominated one wall of the small dining room. Across from it was a row of bay windows. The entire house had a very elegant, old feel to it, as if nothing much had been changed over its decades of existence.

  “No. It was actually owned by the grandmother of a famous writer. When I need a really obscure spot for something, she lets me use it,” Tony said.

  “What have you got for us, Tony?” Vasco asked, pulling out one of the high-backed chairs and lowering himself into it.

  “A lot, and not a lot of time. But first, I think a li’l history lesson would be pretty prudent. I doubt even you were told this much by the Anunnaki when you were working with them in your last lifetime, Vasco.” Tony looked at the eldest.

  Vasco shook his head. “As far as their history on this planet, no, they didn’t tell me much. But, I didn’t particularly care at the time either.”

  “Figures. All right, look, a few millennia ago…”

  Chapter 3

  “Nothing can be more contemptible than to suppose Public Records to be true.”

  -William Blake

  Before The 2nd Great Flood – Time does not exist yet

  E.Den Medical Facility

  Mt. Sahand

  The floors glowed underneath the weight of his steps. His large, white wings were tucked in against his back, but easily visible over the deep purple robe that covered his muscled, flawless skin. His long black hair flowed over his shoulders. He passed through the lab’s doors instead of opening them, his movement causing what looked like solid steel to ripple like water.

  The entire complex was a flurry of activity, but in this lab, the organized chaos ceased. The lights were bright, but not obtrusive on their sensitive eyes. Stainless steel surfaces gleamed. Pyramid-shaped crystals sat on each table, along with rows of test tubes. At the longest table, in the center of the room, an Anunnaki stood in front of an LCD screen, a long green finger sliding with expert familiarity over the touch screen.

  “Noah is on the way,” Lucifer said to Enki.

  Noah was Enki’s most trusted, most loyal, and most intelligent creation out of the thousands. A short time ago, the explosion of the planet Atlantis damaged the atmosphere of the Anunnaki’s home, Nibiru, and knocked it into a much longer orbital path around the sun. In order to sustain life on their planet, the Anunnaki had to find more gold in order to create a reflective shield. The great ship Babel, which looked like two massive towers connected by a walkway through their center, had been dispatched to find a planet nearby that could provide plenty of the natural resource that was scarce on Nibiru.

  The
y had found an abundance of those resources on a planet the Anunnaki called Terra. When they had landed, they had discovered the planet mostly uninhabited, expect for a very primitive version of what they had named Man. The Supreme Anunnaki Council had decided that they would task their geneticists with turning Man into a capable worker who could mine the gold for them.

  It had worked. They created them by the thousands, and after the initial bugs were worked out, gave them their own ability to reproduce. While the more war-like and dictatorial members of the Anunnaki had taken control of the planet’s activities, the geneticists had been fascinated by the many life forms on the planet. They had dabbled and created many, many others. The varied DNA of Man, some giants as tall as the Anunnaki, others dark skinned, were all in the test tubes that surrounded Enki.

  But Man was given limitations in their knowledge. It was important to the ruling class of the Anunnaki that the many slaves never realize that they, too, had the capacity to be like what they had come to call their Gods.

  Enki turned and nodded at Lucifer, a friend who looked so different than himself. Lucifer was an Angel. Enki, like the others of his race, was tall, with small black wings. His skin was dark green, and leather-like. His hands were more like claws, though their razor sharp points only extended in battle. His reptilian eyes were expressive, but penetrating, and his serpent-like tongue often tickled his lips as he spoke. “You are sure there is a greater plan at work here?”

  “Yes. I have felt it in my own connection with the Source. When the flood waters clear away what has been broken, Terra will be known as Earth, and the experiment to bring spirit down into form with all the powers of creation will begin again.”

  “The Atlanteans attempted such a thing, and they destroyed their planet. Their race would be extinct if not for the small group that escaped and is scattered across the sands of Mars.”

  “It is suspected that some are on Terra as well, but no matter. Limitations are being set forth for the new souls that will inhabit the vessels we have created. For example, upon arrival into physicality, they will forget from whence they came.”

  Enki tapped his clawed fingers against his chin. “Your race experienced the same disconnection and look how you began.”

  Lucifer smiled. “A good point, but they are not us. It’s necessary until the energy of the planet is high enough that creation comes through love and not fear,” Lucifer said. “We will play the roles of villains, for a time.”

  “My family is villains.”

  “No.” Lucifer stepped forward. “Simply misguided. They will come to understand, too, but for now, their control over what they call the Brotherhood will help ensure that humans do not ascend until they are ready.”

  “I hope you are right. No life should be treated as we treat them.” Enki opened a large chest and waved his hand, guiding the test tubes to float into it and slide into their marked places

  “I have absolute faith in the great universal intelligence that speaks through us all, when we can listen. And if that is the plan, then it is a good plan.” He patted Enki on the shoulder, and then turned. “I will not see you again for quite some time, I’m afraid.”

  “I will miss our conversations, Lucifer.”

  “So will I. We will have them again, when this grand experiment is done.”

  “I look forward to it. May I call upon you in my times of questions?”

  “As always, brother. Namaste.” Lucifer bowed to Enki before he made the door slide open this time. A young man stood in front of him, pale and dirty from his work within the mines. The human clasped his hands together, and bowed low to Lucifer when he saw him.

  “Grand Master Magi,” Noah whispered reverently.

  Lucifer’s eyes were kind as he ruffled Noah’s dirty hair and continued on his way.

  Enki turned as Noah appeared and motioned him closer. “My best student. I am going to task you with a burden that is far greater than any labor, or strike of the whip. But I trust no other to do it.”

  Once more, the young human bowed. “How may I serve you, great God?”

  Enki sighed at the term. All were Gods in a sense, because all came from the Source. All had the ability to do such amazing things. The power of creation was given at birth; its use must simply be learned. “A great flood is coming, and it will kill many of your kind. Your family will be spared. I have built you a great ship that will sustain you, and within that ship you must guard these.” He motioned at the chest and the test tubes contained within. “When the waters recede, you will receive a sign. Then, you will follow my instruction to the letter, and spread these different life forms across the whole of your planet. Do you understand?”

  Noah slowly nodded. “I will do you ask.”

  §

  June 12, 2012 - 11:44 AM

  Alexandria, VA

  Commonwealth Avenue

  “Time out. Are you telling me I’ve been created by some alien race?” Lucien stared at Tony.

  A smirk cornered Tony’s lips. “Kinda. Enki and his geneticists tinkered with Neanderthals and made Homo Sapiens Sapiens, aka Cro-Magnon. Neanderthals had the perfect body build to do the mining, but were a little too primitive to work as efficiently as the Anunnaki wanted. Without the rest of the Anunnaki knowing, Enki also created our current version, Homo Sapiens. And would you rather believe you came from a monkey?”

  Vasco glanced at his brother. “He has a point. But if Enki’s brother believed that the flood was to wipe out humans entirely, how did Enki get away with continuing the species?”

  “Anu, their father, was a little smarter and more in touch with the Source than anyone gave him credit for. Certain things were kept from the Anunnaki Supreme Council. When the Anunnaki returned to Earth, a few thousand Earth years had passed and civilizations were flourishing. Instead of trying to wipe them all out again, they agreed to start interfering.”

  “And the thirteen bloodlines were created from…?” Simone asked.

  Tony glanced over at her. “There were about twenty human civilizations alive on the Earth when the Anunnaki came back. The Anunnaki visited each one, and pretty much demanded obedience or threatened extinction. Some of the first wars fought on this planet were between the races of man that chose to side with the Anunnaki and those that didn’t. Enki liked helping the side that told the Anunnaki to go fuck themselves, and nuclear weapons of a sort were used. That’s what the abnormal radiation levels in the Black Sea are from. ”

  “I have a hard time wrapping my mind around Lucifer being this benevolent alien.” Simone’s lips twisted wryly.

  Tony chuckled. “Weird, I know. But the worship of Lucifer is a lot different than the worship of Satan. At the end of the day, it’s all a fuckin’ PR scam. All Freemasons, once you get into the higher degrees, become Illuminati, a.k.a enlightened. If you ask them, they’ll tell you it’s Christian but that’s a load of B.S. They worship Luciferian ideals, and the heart of that lesson is all the metaphysical shit about the power of consciousness. “

  “No wonder they’ve stayed in power so long. They’re the only ones around controlling reality,” Lucien mused, scratching his cheek. “What a con.”

  “Yeah, it is,” Tony agreed. “And we’re about to bust it wide open.”

  “Last question: what’s a Leumerian Crystal?” Lucien asked.

  “Decent question. Leumeria was the first civilization on Earth, and I’m told the first Ascension experiment.”

  “Atlantis wasn’t the first one?” Simone quirked a brow.

  Tony shook his head. “No, the second. Leumeria was the first. It didn’t end quite as badly as Atlantis did, but it got wiped away by volcanic eruptions and tsunamis. The islands of Hawaii are what is left of Leumeria.”

  “Who made the Leumerians?” Lucien asked.

  “The Pleiadians,” Tony said. “They’re a race primarily made of pure light, but when they take form, they kinda look like us. Except their crown chakras are so open, they always have a halo of light a
round their heads.”

  The triplets exchanged amused glances. “We’ve just got everything fucking wrong,” Lucien chuckled.

  “Information is twisted on purpose, so don’t take it personally.” Tony patted him on the shoulder.

  “How do you know all this Tony?” Simone asked.

  “Alex. He and Enki are close.”

  “How do you want us to handle this?” Vasco asked.

  “There’s a lot to do, and not a lot of time.” Tony pressed a button on the computer, bringing up a map of the United States. “In six months, about half the world’s population is going to be put in concentration camps.”