I’ve been madly writing book two. I’ve put myself on quite the deadline! And as promised, I’m going to share with you a few scenes that I wrote this weekend. I’m sharing this in their rawest form. These scenes have had very, very little editing. Right now it’s just my mind and this keyboard, working together to create the next chapter in  this saga.

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

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

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

“Bet your ass we are. You Terenzio’s aren’t the only one’s who can hustle people,” Tony said, turnig his laptop around to face them.

“Your house?” Simone asked idly, admiring the huge china cabinet that dominated one wall of the small dinning 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 of its decades of existance.

“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.”

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

“A lot and not a lot of time. But first, I think a li’ll 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, way back in the day….”

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E.Den Medical Facility

<location>

<date/time>

The floors glowed underneath the heavy weight of his steps. His wings were tucked in against his back, but easily visible over the golden colored robe that covered tough, leather like skin. His hands, more claws, though the razor sharp points did not extend unless in battle, were folded in front of him. He passed through the lab door instead of opening it. His movement caused what appeared to be 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, another of his kind stood in front of an LCD screen, a long green finger sliding with expert familiarity over the touch screen buttons.

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

Noah was their most trusted, most loyal, and most intelligent creation out of the thousands. A short time ago, the explosion of the planet Atlantis had knocked their home, Nibiru, into a much longer orbital path. The debris left over from Atlantis’s explosion, now a long belt of asteriods, had destroyed three of their ships. Because of their newly extended oval orbital path around the sun, they needed more gold to sustain life on their planet. The great ship <name it>, had been dispatch to find a planet nearby that could provide plenty of the natural resource that was lacking on their home. They had found it.

The Anunnaki called it 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 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 dictorial members of their race had taken control of the planets activities, the Anunnaki geneticists had been fascinated by the many life forms on the planet. They had dabbled and created many, many others. The varied races of Man, some giants as tall as the Anunnaki, others dark skinned, were all in the test tubes that surrounded Enil.

But they were all 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.

Enil turned and nodded at Lucifier. “You are sure there is a greater plan at work here?”

“Yes. I have felt it in my own connection with the Source, and the other members of the Galatic Federation agree. When the flood waters clear away what we have 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.”

“They Atlanteans carried power far greater than ours, and look at them. They are gone, a small forgotten race scattered across the sands of Mars.” Enil frowned in concern.

“It is suspected some on are 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.”

Enil arched a brow. “That will be painful.”

“Yes. But necessary until the energy of the planet is high enough that creation can come at will,” Lucifer said. “We will play the roles of villains for a time.”

Enil frowned. “My family are villains.”

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

“I hope you are right. No life should be treated as we treated them.” Enil opened a large chest, and test tubes began floating over to it, taking secure places inside.

“I trust that the great universal intelligence speaks through us all when we can listen. And if that is the plan, then it is a good plan.” Amusement flashed through his reptilian eyes. “I have volunteered to play the role of villain too. I will become the most hated of all things in a a religion that will come into form over the span of Terra centuries. The Prince of Darkness.” His tone was humorous.

Enil blinked. “Your very name means light, how can they believe it?”

“It is not hard to convince anyone of a lie when they live their lives half asleep.”

“What will they call this strange religion?”

Lucifer looked amused. “It, like I, will take upon many names as Terra time passes.” He patted him on the shoulder then turned. “I will see you back on Nibiru for a time, and then I will depart form and watch over as spirit.”

“I will miss our conversations Lucifier.”

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

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

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

“Grand Master Magi.” Noah whispered reverently.

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

Enil 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 labour, or strike of the whip. But I trust no other to do it.”

Once more the young human bowed. “What would you ask of me, great God?”

Enil 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 a birth, it must simply be learned how to use. “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 at 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.”

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Alexandria VA

Old House

<date/time>

“Time the fuck out. You meant to tell me, I’ve been created by some alien race?” Lucien stared at Tony.

A smirk cornered Tonys lips. “Would you rather believe you came from a monkey?”

Vasco clucked his tongue. “He has a point. Fine. But if Enkil’s brother believed that the flood was to wipe out humans entirely, how did Enil get away with it?”

“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 thirteen human civilizations alive on the Earth when the Anunnaki came back. They visited each one, took the leaders from each and pretty much demanded obedience or threatened extinction. This is why what mythology calls the Titans, really tall motherfuckers don’t exist anymore, but every now and then we’ll find their remains. They basically told the Anunnaki to go fuck themselves.”

“Good for them,” Lucien said.

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

Tony chuckled. “Yeah, I know. But look the worship of Lucifer is a lot different than the worship of Satan. But it’s all a PR scam, to help people not believe in conspiracy theories. You inter change the two, Satanism, Lucifer, like they tried to do with creationism versus intelligent design. They’re two different things. All masons become Illuminati and worship Lucifierian ideals. Kinda ironic when you get the full story. And the heart of that lesson is all about 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 scam.”

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

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

“There’s a lot of shit to do, and not a lot of time.” Tony unrolled a map. “In <x time> about half the worlds population are going to put in concentration camps.”

The triplets blinked. Even Caleb looked surprised.

“We need your men ready to break people out when the time comes. Also, both the Club of Rome and Bohemian Grove usually have their annual party over the summer, this year because of the energies they’re going to wait.”

“Pushed back to December 21^st, 2012, right?”

“Exactly. A great day to celebrate what they think will be their victory. Alex and I have our people ready to do take care of the one in Rome, that will remove six ruling families from form on Earth. We need you all to not only do the one here, but make sure that big Magnetic thing doesn’t activate.”

Lucien whistled low. “Goddam.”

Vasco rubbed a hand over his jaw. “How are you and Alex able to operate under the radar like this?”

“One, we’ve got help from Enil and Lucifer. And two, the Sirians and Pledians are helping out too.”

“More Aliens up in their spaceships huh?” Lucien shook his head amusedly.

“If you want to be ignorant and call it that.”

Lucien quirked a brow at Tony. “What the fuck would I call it then?”

“And inter-dimensional traveling vessel. And they’re not aliens – “

“Can we stop with the pronoun wars please?” Simone eyed the two of them.

Caleb hid a chuckle behind his hand and a forced cough.

“What? We’re already the fucking red necks of the galaxy. I’m just trying to educate him,” Tony said.

Lucien rubbed his middle finger across his cheek, but it was directed right at Tony.

Vasco looked down at the map Tony had spread out. On it, he’d marked the locations of all the concentration camps built and ready to go in the U.S. A slow smile touched his lips. “Goddam I’m good.”

Simone smirked at her brother, then glanced down at the map. After a moment she started laughing lightly. “Wow. Its no coincidence that we have SVT Office’s within a twenty to thirty mile radius of these camps, is it?”

“Do you ever stop plotting or do you do that in your sleep too?” Lucien asked curiously.

Vasco simply winked at his brother. “All right Tony. We’ll handle our end.” He flicked the gray eyes over to his siblings. “Lucien, you’ve got the explosion of the big magnetic thing. Simone, concentration camps and underground bases attached to them. I’ll take care of Bohemian Grove.”

“Why does it sound like he’s got the easy job?” Lucien pulled a pack of smokes out of his suit jacket pocket.

“Because he does.” Simone reached over and stole the one he shook out.

“Nobody can fail. Any point breaks down, the Ascenion has a real good chance of not occuring, even if your scientist do get to the Cave of Creation in time.”

“What exactly is the cave of creation?” Simone asked, leaning into the light Lucien gave her.

“Nobody knows. Well, somebody knows, but they’re not telling us,” Tony said as he transferred the information they information they would need from his computer and onto the USB drive. When the file transfer was complete he handed it to Simone. “Here. Last thing you should know, Caear Medicci, Kayla’s boyfriend –“

“She reports to him and he reports to you.” Vasco finished for him.

Tony nodded, looking at Vasco. “You’ll find this last phase of the game is just full of reincarnated souls. He’s one of them.”

“When you’ve got unfinished business, you’ve got unfinished business.” Lucien rose to his feet.

“I’m going to Denver now to give him new instructions. Originally, he was coming back to the Island to have Kayla kill you three. Enil has stopped that order.”

“Does Enil’s brother know he’s stopped that order?” Vasco asked.

Tony shook his head. “Everybodies playing a pretty dangerous game at this point. But a necessary one.” Tony extended his hand. “We probably won’t meet again. Anything that comes from Alex and I now will get routed to you all through Xavier.”

Simone took his hand first and leaned in to kiss his cheek. “Thank you Tony.”

“It’s what I do sweetheart.” Tony returned her kiss, and then hugged both Lucien, and Vasco.

Minutes later the triplets were back inside the SUV and Caleb was taking them to the private airfield.

“I like how we’re not only saving the world, but attempting not to get murdered by our own family before we can pull it off.” Lucien mused, staring out the window. “It really pisses me off that Amadeo and Olivia are on the wrong side.

“Do you know how they got there?” Simone looked over at him.

Lucien was silent a moment, then he sighed. “Yeah, I do.”

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