Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

As Bryn drew closer to the end of the dark hallway, he motioned his team to stop so he could peer into the room. There were three men that were visible. Only one had a weapon and the others appeared to be working on a device of some sorts. They were making something that looked similar to a gate. That did not seem so bad to warrant all the secrecy.

As Bryn and his team got closer to the gate, more details of it became clearer. It appeared to be made out of gold. It stood about fifteen feet tall, twenty feet wide and five feet thick. It was rather larger. It would seem that Sadam Hussein ordered it himself. There were inscriptions written all over it in no apparent order. The inscriptions looked like pictographs but it was of images not seen on earth. On each side of the entrance was a lion head and on the opposite side were sheep heads. The eyes of the lion appeared to be made of ruby and the sheep’s eyes where clear like diamonds. Just above the gate’s entrance where two cherubim facing outwards towards the center holding what looked like swords of gold. This gate must have cost more than the world’s combine deficit. Bryn still wondered how building an expensive gate could cause such secrecy and concern the allies other than being too gaudy.

Bryn signed two of his team members off in one direction and he and Sue went around the other way. Deep in the back of Bryn’s mind, he had a feeling he was being watched. He wondered if it could have been that shadow he saw earlier in the alley. As the team crept up on each side of the workers, the fourth person came into view. This man was rather tall. He stood at least a head above the workers but he was proportioned correctly; not skinny tall or overweight large. The workers seemed to be communicating with the tall person but the language was not familiar with Sue.

The workers stopped with their tasks, turned and stood in a line in front of the gate, and with stoic faces looked at the tall man who was standing them facing the gates entrance. The tall man opened his mouth and a piercing sound came from it. Not a sound a human could make. Bryn and Sue gripped their ears. The sound was so intense and loud the men standing right in front of the large man fell to the ground, life-less with blood oozing out of every orifice on their head. Bryn glanced over at his other members of the team. They too were in pain from the sound. One was laying over on his side, curled up in the fetal position. Then from behind him he felt a thump at his feet. Sue was on the ground in a pool of blood. He quickly checked her vitals. She had succumbed to this deathly sound. Bryn had enough. He motioned to the other team members to close in and take this monster, or whatever he was, out.

As quickly as Bryn moved from his position into an open area, he turn his gun towards the man and took it off of safety to open fire. However, things started to slow down. Bryn could see that things were slowing down; like putting real life in slow motion. The closer he was getting the slower things got. It was like he was getting stuck deeper into molasses. Bryn has never experienced this type of occurrence before. Just as a bullet was leaving the chamber of his gun and the explosion of fire expelling out of the muzzle, time stopped. Bryn could see the bullet stuck in mid-air with the fire ball wrapped around the tail end of it. In real time, a red, fiery light appeared from the other side of the gate, like a distant glow from which were facing the man became alive and was roaring with anger. Their eyes made of rubies, blazed fire out of them. The lions shook their heads as if they were in pain.

Bryn thought to himself that he must be dreaming. What was going on? His head was in so much pain. He could feel the heat from the blood that was pouring from his nose and ears. Is this what happens when you die? Bryn felt that his life was ending. He could not turn his head to check on his team. But he was sure they were all dead. His eyes were fixed on the man in front of this gate. About the time the gate shown so bright that it was burning the retina in the back of his eyes, the man tuned and peered into Bryn. This man looked like no human he has ever seen. His face was hollowed and his eyes were as bright as the gate. He was not screaming anymore but from the gate you could hear thousand, possibly millions of human screams and cries. And as time began to speed up again, a fire ball blew out of the gate towards the man. It engulfed him and was barreling down the building towards Bryn. Bryn was falling to the ground and from nowhere he was swept away from the building with the speed of lightening. It was a tremendous speed that the force was causing him to black out. He could feel the heat from the blast on his legs. The pain was unbearable. This was a heat he has never experienced before. Could it be a blast from some nuclear explosion or was acid in this bomb the suicidal man caused to explode? A million things were going through Bryn’s mind just before blacking out from the G-force of being swept away.

But he realized someone or something was trying to save him from this explosion. He took a glance at it. It was a woman… or an angel… or an animal with wings… as he looked at her face, he saw nothing. He remembered the light burning his eyes, so he clinched them shut and opened them again.

Thursday, July 8, 2010


July 8, 2011 Baghdad

It was late at night, Bryn and his company was out on patrol just on the outskirts of Baghdad, Iraq. He was in charge of an elite group of soldiers that did not have a title nor was recognized by the government to even exist. They have been assigned to the 804 to patrol the streets while the newly formed Iraqi government slowly takes charge of the region.

Bryn was advised that some activity was taking place at night in the abandoned industrial area north of town. He decided to take his outfit in that direction for the patrol. Night was his team’s time to shine. Most of their work was done in the cover of the dark of night. Day and even moon-lit nights were off-times for the crew. That was time for R-N-R.

As they got closer to the industrial site, the crew went into combat mode. This was like clockwork. All illuminated instruments they carried were turned off, including any communication devices. Bryn’s command was able to communicate in sign language. However, most of the time, nothing had to be said. It was like they were an extension of each other; knowing every move the other would make. They have been together for a decade now… since the war in Afghanistan began in 2001.

Like snakes, the team slivered through the alley, one looking after the other as they went. They reached a window that was boarded up but had streaks of light streaming out into the darkness around them. Sue, Bryn’s second in command, was an Israeli that knew many languages in the Middle Eastern region. She was an expert in ancient languages as well. There was no need to peer into the window to see what was going on in there. She just listened and reported to Bryn, by sign, that it was three men that spoke an ancient Palestinian and one other person that she could not recognize the language or the dialect. Bryn only needed to know there were four men that they would be up against. He passed this on to the other five people on his team.

Bryn turned to Sue with a jester to see if they had any weapons. She listened once again very intently to hear the sounds of metal or plastic that would give indication of guns. There were only sounds of metal being moved around like a machinist’s shop. She could not determine weapons. Her eyebrows drew up with perplexity and Bryn nodded his head as to confirm her confusion. He made the decision to tell his team to go in “hot” with their weapons.

As all of his team silently moved their weapons off safety, Bryn noticed a silhouette in the darkness of the alley. Bryn’s heart raced as he motioned to Sue to confirm his suspicion. He knew that if they were noticed this whole operation would be compromised. Sue glanced deeply into the dark. Their pupils have been trained to dilate as much as the human body would allow to bring in as much light from the stars, or whatever else lights are available, to see in the dark better than any nocturnal species on earth. She turned to him and shook her head. He peered again into the corner of the alley. There it stood; about seven to eight feet tall in an awkward pose. But as he turned to get Sue’s attention again, he caught a glimpse of the shadow slide out of sight. He warned the rest of his team that they are being watched. He decided that this operation at hand was too important to pass up based on one man’s observation without confirmation. He motioned for them to move forward into the building through an opening near the rain gutter.

July 8, 2011 Oslo

“The energy that will be produced from this newly discovered centrifuge will supply a city of approximately a half of a million population” a finely dressed lady standing in front of a podium in the lecture hall of the Nobel building in Oslo, Norway.

“How do we know if these centrifuges will be safe to operate”, a distinguished man blurted out in the audience? He continued, “We all know what happened with Chernobyl.”

The lady replied with an attitude of secured calmness that soothed the doubters in the audience, “This is not based on any principles that the human race has ever dealt with. It does not use traditional fossil fuels or nuclear elements to produce heat for turbines. No, this form of energy was never discovered or discussed by Albert Einstein or Stephen Hawkins. My team of elite experts in various field of science uncovered this… this relic that was found near the Euphrates and Tigris Rivers in Iraq was analyzed by our archaeologist. They discovered what could not be interpreted by their colleagues and their literature was brought to us here in the United States to be deciphered. After many years of scientific research and, quite frankly, just thinking out of the box, we were able to determine that this had to be plans to build an alien energy source. Hypothetically speaking, we think that some form of life inhabited our planet sometime around five to ten thousand years ago. This life was either a similar intelligence to ours today or somewhat higher. There are no other signs of this life anywhere else on Earth other than this area and east of Iraq in modern Tibet. No bones of these species can be found but there have been artifacts that would suggest they were somewhat human in shape.”

She was hearing the crowd become excitingly interested in what she was saying. Ten years ago a suggestion such as this would have been ludicrous and she would have been laughed out of the researching community. But no one today doubts such comments; the world has turned their ear to anything that would give them answers.

“Dr. Korjolv, do you honestly believe that aliens did exist on this planet,” a man in the back yelled out?

She replied, “Either that or we might have devolved from this species.”