The Carneeg – Chapter 1 – Help Me Write It!

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This is the first installment of my story “The Carneeg” which is in progress!

 You are invited to read, make suggestions  (click for detailsand share your thoughts. Who knows you may end up changing the destiny of the story, afterall it is in the draft creation state only!   This is an experiment in writing for me as it shares some unusually cruel imagery to define the characters two radical terrorists who will be a LONG focus of this story…..

Written By Janr Ssor – Published By Janr Ssor. Copyright 2017 by Janr Ssor and Dr Joseph A Ross, 15300 Lake Wildflower Rd, DelRay Beach Fl 33434. All rights reserved. REPRODUCTION OF THIS AND ALL TEXT ON THIS WEBSITE IS RESTRICTED! Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author and the efforts of E-Publishers to provide media in the format you want and need. — Read and comment or email  (JanrSsor(at)gmail.com) your suggestion!  Help me write it! Instructions? -> ReadHere 

Destruction And Creation

“Free Energy For All” was the ubiquitous headline of the 21st century,  when the physics genius Robert Bussardi finally succeeded in creating simple miniature fusion generators. His polywell fusion device changed the face of the world! It inspired world wide celebration other than in the oil rich Middle East and Pakistan. In Nilore, Pakistan, where radical Islamic physicists were determined to turn this freeworld blessing into its destruction, there was a particular burning resentment in the heart of Muhammad Al Zearbings. Zearbings was a physicist who had been working on the same research program at Pinstech University. Much of his research engineering was stolen from Bussardi’s team by an inside spy.   

Everyone in the USA praised a small team of developers, who had walked in the deceased genius’ footprints, and created a device about the size and shape of a football, that could power a town for centuries.  It was Dr Bussardi’s dream come true; unfortunately posthumously. He had died of cancer  which was likely caused by our civilization’s many chemical miracles, such as plastics containing BPA.

Everything has its price of course. We knew that for every advancement in technology the environment could change. Every good thing could be turned into an equal or greater evil but such risks stimulated human creativity and could hardly be avoided. Small losses as a result of technological progress could hardly compare to the huge empowerment devices like this fusion football seemed to offer mankind! The simplicity of  Dr Bussardi’s device made it a mass production hero.  Copper power lines that had been ubiquitous in every developed country, vanished from the horizon in under a year.  China mass produced a clone of this device and it quickly spread to the world.

In all the Western news media an age of prosperity was predicted and the long stretching worldwide recession quickly came to an end.  Nearly everywhere fear and depression vanished as oil tankers were hauled into docks to be converted into around the world cruise ships.  Everyone seemed thrilled and thankful, except in the Middle East where oil, overnight, seemed virtually valueless. Iran, Saudi Arabia, Iraq, Syria and even Venezuela met to discuss their dilemma as power slipped through their fingers like sand in a desert storm.

There was, however, the brilliant but mentally twisted nuclear scientist in Pakistan, Muhammad   Al Zearbings, who could not conceive that Allah would take power from the grasp of his chosen people.  Working feverishly with the help of A. Q. Kahan’s disciple, he had a plan.  Zearbings could not conceive that this power source was designed to empower the debased followers of Christianity and Judaism.  Zearbings was sure Allah planned their destruction, not empowerment.  He was positive that somewhere within this powerful creation, was the end of opposition to Islam’s conquest of  the Earth.

With mass production of the polywell device, every home in the world soon have a fusion generator. Every car would be powered by simply plugging its  retrofitted engines into a  garage wall outlet.  In just 10 years,  the  Islamic iron grip on the world’s throat appeared to have changed to a handful of rust.

Super fast saucer shaped space ships were being launched to mine asteroids for precious metals and that took wealth from the Islamic controlled African nations. In contrast to Zearbings’ home in Pakistan,  the people of the  West believed they were again basking in the light of the Creator’s blessings of prosperity.

It was early in 2035 that Zearbings awoke to a miraculous day that he was sure spoke of Allah’s secret plan for the spread of Sharia and the Caliphate. That morning upon awakening, he forced himself upon his wife, Afreeda, and abused her which he knew made her feel sick. He told her this was to remind her of her duties as an obedient wife and that she was not to again use the excuse of being tired when he desired sex at bed time. He was sure she would remember her place for months to come, but he was certain he would find other reasons to dominate her which gave him great satisfaction. He recalled how his father, a qaazi (judge) in his home village, had meted out justice to those who violated community standards. He saw himself in this role too.  Eventually, he imagined, he was sure Afreeda would get to like whatever he forced upon her, after all that was a women’s place.

Later that morning, in the city of Nilore, in Islamabad’s capital territory,  at Pinstech research center, Zearbings had an accident.  A flash of light, from the polywell device he was redesigning, burned a twenty foot wide hole through forty feet of concrete and rock in just under one hundredth of a second.  What was an absolutely safe fusion device, according to Bussardi’s legendary company,  was soon to become the basis of a thermonuclear device of unprecedented power.  Sharing his discovery with a network of  supposedly disbanded terrorists, was no problem for Zearbings.  With funding from Iran, a mass production facility was speedily purchased in China and the “newly enhanced” devices were quickly sold worldwide at incredibly low prices.  Unknown to the world’s buyers, a secret chip and trigger hidden in the electronics reported the devices location and allowed its detonation from any place in the world.  

Simultaneously, a meeting of  ICE (the Islamic Caliphate In Exile) was hastily arranged by Muhammad  Al Zearbings in Raqqa, Syria and plans were made for the conquest of the Christian world and all other kafir nations. It had to be a dramatic plan that would bring the world’s kafir leadership to their knees overnight!  Zearbings had a plan that could utilize the current terrorist training camps to produce such an overnight conquest which he would be able to launch in under a year’s time. Knowing his genius, ICE backed him 100 percent as he had anticipated.

Al Zearbings would need 4 dedicated terrorists to begin his glorious plan but how would he accomplish this? Then he thought of an old contact, Al Anif Malik, who he knew trained terrorists. Al Anif was a very dangerous man by his judgement but this was what the mission required. He recalled smoking bowls of hashish with Al Anif in college, even though it was clearly haram (unlawful) by Islamic decree. Other students knew about this but no one would dare speak against Al Anif knowing his reputation for violence, cruelty and his families wealth and power.

Zearbings recalled that Al Anif, with his handsome face and dark muscular form, would easily entice young muslim women into “special” nighttime  meetings. Al Anif would convince these women, who were also students, to sneak out and meet him, in the dark of night at service tents outside Pinstech, allegedly to experience hashish. Al Anif, would add what amounted to a date rape drug to the water in the bongs the ladies smoked from. He would later sodomize them when they were too drugged to resist. Though Zearbings had thought it humorous at the time and in fact participated, he had decided to distance himself from Al Anif shortly after Al Anif’s arranged marriage took place. Apparently only a few months after their marriage,  Al Anif had cut his wife’s throat after she admitted to looking repeatedly at a single man who was their neighbor in hopes of finding someone who would treat her less cruelly.  Al Zearbings had decided that playing with fire was more danger than he wanted at that point in his life; but, now that was precisely what he was looking for!

The evening after the ICE meeting, Al Zearbings called his old friend Al Anif Malik (known as The Cruel King) and said, “Salam Alaikum, my dear friend! I have great news.”  Al Anif Malik responded, “Wa-Alaikum-Salaam, my dear friend!”

Al Zearbings continued, “With the blessings of Allah, I have conceived a plan for the final and rapid conquest of the Kafir nations and the establishment of our world Caliphate.  I met with our friends at ICE and they are all in agreement with my plans. What my strategy will be is, however, dependent upon you and I know I can count on you. You will receive my thoughts tomorrow morning by personal courier, who will announce his presence with the password we used in college. Then, we will meet to discuss its implementation at the end of this week. May Allah be with you.”   

Two days after the weekend meeting a newly inspired Al Anif Malik was making big plans and drooling at the thought of weeks of justifiable sexual exploitation of Greek women!  From terrorist training camps dispersed over several nations in the Mideast, twenty of the finest jihad recruits were selected and flown to Izmir, Turkey to train. Izmir was close enough to Greece to supply the needed Christian women upon whom his jihadists would train to develop proper mental discipline.  It was essential that they recognize the true inferiority of the kafir nation’s men, women and children and so be able to kill them without a second thought. Al Anif Malik was the most experienced man suited for this job. Al Anif had long ago learned how to pervert the words of the Holy Koran to his needs.  He knew well how to stoke the fires of bigotry and hatred. He also knew how to coerce even the best of Imams to his purpose after all he had learned how to take loving passionate young Islamic Men and turn them into violent, heartless martyrs. With this power in his heart there was nothing that could stop him! Perverting the Holy Koran to his evil needs never cost him a moment of sleep.

Al Anif Malik, known to many as the “father of jihadist training,” planned to select from the twenty recruits, four very exceptional men who would each kill millions of Christians easily without a second thought as part of Zearbings’ plan.  They had to be men who could be counted on 100 percent. They had to have no second thoughts ever!  This he knew would require the repeated exercise of the most exquisite cruelty on a daily basis for months at a time. It would, however, be a cruelty transformed into the sword of Allah’s justice in their minds.

Al Anif Malik knew from much past experience how to accomplish this. He had the new training procedure and facilities operable within two weeks time.  It was easy to teach a jihadist to think of a Christian or Jew as nothing more than an animal like a chicken. It was then easy to cut through their necks with a knife, for public TV, with no remorse and, in fact, great pride. After all, the Christians, Jews and other non-believers were kafir, far lower in spirituality than a chicken!

Each of his four future heroes would have to be able to kill millions with no second thoughts, this was a slightly bigger challenge than usual.  To do this he had, kidnapped over two hundred exceptionally sexy beautiful Christian women from Greece for his men to practice upon.  Izmir was close enough to Greece to provide as much a supply as they needed. The Greek islands of Sporades and Cyclades were in easy reach as was the mainland.

In the first evening the twenty students met with Al Anif Malik in a large tent centrally placed in the hastily renovated camp.  An attractive brown eyed twenty four year old female Greek college student had been tied fully naked to a sturdy bed center stage.  She had tape across her mouth to keep her silent, as terror was evident in her feverously darting large eyes.

Al Anif Malik explained that tonight he would teach his recruits how to attain true purity in Allah’s eyes by learning how to accept their coming blessings of the seventy two virgins.  In addition, they would learn the purification of the kafir by slow death and extended pain (his own interpretation of the prophet’s teaching). To reinforce his distortions of the prophet’s teachings he had cleverly selected quotes from the Koran.  In addition, to reinforce the truth of his teachings, there were planned daily lessons from his experienced and cooperative “Imams.”  His Imams were very cooperative since their families had been visited by Anif’s colleagues as a motivator for their cooperation. Al Anif also knew every verse of the Koran by heart and how to pervert it to his most violent needs.

With a look of fiery commitment on his face and a deep baritone voice, Al Anif, while waving the Koran in his right hand, nearly shouted to his recruits, “Islam teaches that Muslim men can take “captives of the right hand” (Koran 4:3, 4:24, 33:50). The Qur’an says: “O Prophet! Lo! We have made lawful unto thee thy wives unto whom thou hast paid their dowries, and those whom thy right hand possesseth of those whom Allah hath given thee as spoils of war.”  Rape of the kafir is therefore your right and your blessing as we are at war with all of the infidels!  

Al Anif continued, “On a daily basis, for your training, each of you will take turns selecting one woman and then the twenty of you will repeatedly rape her for one day and take any satisfaction from her that you desire.  Then to punish her for the wickedness of seduction and kafir being, you will  suspend her naked by a body harness tied to a rafter in a barn like structure for purification by the methods defined in my coming quote from the Koran. Tonight we will practice on this kafir Christian woman behind me and then every day for the next twelve months you will repeat this process until I can judge which four of you, due to your fervent excellence, will be chosen to bring the Caliphate to the Earth! This is an honor never before offered any man on Earth!  We now have the means to establish the Caliphate overnight with the blessing of your actions! Four of you will be Allah’s honored army of peace!”

To his speech there was thunderous replies in the unified shouting of “Allah Akbar” from his twenty gifted students!  

Al Anif then proceeded to untape the woman’s mouth, so she could scream, and with great enthusiasm raped her, in front of all his men. He then requested each in turn do the same in any manner they chose. Three hours later, he again asked his recruits to be seated.

Al Anif addressed them again and said, “Allah promises punishment of the kafir in the next life,“In the Koran, Al-Maeda Verse No:33, it states The only reward for those who war against Allah and His messengers and strive to commit mischief on the earth is that they will be slain or crucified, have their alternate hands and feet cut off, or be banished from the land. This will be their disgrace in this world, and a great torment shall be theirs in the next except those who repent before you overpower them. This is your divine responsibility. So we know that Allah is forgiving and merciful.”

Furthermore In the next life,  the Koran (22:19-22) promises –  “These twain (the believers and the disbelievers) are two opponents who contend concerning their Lord. But as for those who disbelieve, garments of fire will be cut out for them; boiling fluid will be poured down on their heads. Whereby that which is in their bellies, and their skins too, will be melted; And for them are hooked rods of iron. Whenever, in their anguish, they would go forth from thence they are driven back therein and (it is said unto them): Taste the doom of burning.”

“You will ask no questions of the training process but know in your hearts that it is Allah’s inspiration to all of us. The text of the Koran defines what you must become expert at doing, for in the next life you will be Allah’s servant even more than now!  Remember the kafir people, with their scanty dress and impure actions seek to seduce and corrupt our nation and they deny Allah! Their immodesty is clearly an affront to Allah. To purify them, you will now and every other day, after a day’s rape, perform that which I will teach you by demonstration.”  

As he spoke two men behind him had placed the now conscious young woman in a torso harness of chains and hoisted her by a pulley to be suspended in the air above where the bed had been. Again her eyes were filled with terror and her face stretched in an expression of anticipated suffering.  On her left was a vat of smoking waxy substance and a large ladle like object carved out of wood. On her right was a barrel of icy water and another ladle.

Each trainee was given a razor sharp scimitar like the one now held by Al Anif and asked to stand, and copy to the best of their creativity whatever Al Anif would soon perform. They were also told to be as careful as possible not to kill the woman as suffering was essential to her purification and to their service to Allah. Al Anif then laughed and explained how a carefully guided swing of the scimitar could remove any part of a body, no matter how strong the bone might be, and how hot wax could quickly seal the spot a limb had once occupied. He looked out upon the audience and asked, “Is there any question of what we will do next to honor Allah?”  A young man raised his hand and asked, “Mudarris, what shall we do with the icy water?”  Al Anif replied, use it to keep her conscious so that the suffering may be prolonged!”  Al Anif then walked up to the suspended women and swung his scimitar toward the toes of her left foot.

An hour later as he again regrouped his students in his tent’s teaching room, Al Anif explained that this would be a routine each day as he said,  “During this holy activity, you are tasked with reciting mentally or verbally, at all times,  Allah is great, Allah has created suffering for purification before death for even the most vile of humanity!  If the woman dies, you will then select another and continue. In this manner, one day will be a day of pleasure for you and the next one of purification for her. Every day until I choose you as fit for the ultimate service to the coming Caliphate, you will repeat this holy training task, with enthusiasm, and become expert at it.”

In Just six months Al Anif had his four heroes.  At a meeting with Zearbings, each bringer of the Caliphate was presented with a new micro version of the Bussardi fusion generator.  Each device was now reduced to what appeared to be a one and one half inch football, plated with gold, designed to be worn about the neck as a necklace. Each was also given a soft red ball, which illuminated with a nearly blinding red light upon compression. They were told that once compressed by hand to the point of illumination (which took a very strong grip), its release would trigger the thermonuclear weapon at their neck and destroy an entire city in less than a second.  They were to travel to New York, Los Angeles, London and Paris to await further instructions.  They clearly understood that they would be killing millions of kafir people in the name of Allah and they clearly had no hesitation, knowing what this would mean for their dream of the Caliphate!  

Suitable flights, hotels and passport papers had been arranged for them and they were to be ready for their role in the birth of the Caliphate, in just one week. They would keep in touch with Al Anif Malik by a micro receiver worn in the ear much like a hearing aid.

 

The required commands would be received at the appropriate time.

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The Carnneeg

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 Destruction And Creation

Islamic terrorism was again in the news but this week pushed to the back pages by the miraculous energy revolution that promised to improve life in the free world and in part defund terrorism. “Free energy” was the ubiquitous headline in this 21st century, when Robert Bussard’s polywell fusion device finally came to fruition. A small team of developers, walking in the deceased genius’ footprints, created a device about the size and shape of a football, that could power a small town for centuries. It was Dr Bussard’s dream come true; unfortunately, after his untimely death. He had died of cancer years earlier, probably from environmental pollution. Everything had its price of course. We knew that for every advancement in technology the environment could change. But, small losses could hardly compare to the huge empowerment this new device offered mankind! The simplicity of the device made it a mass production hero. Copper power lines that had been ubiquitous in every developed country, vanished from the horizon in under a year. China mass produced a clone of this device and it quickly spread to the world.

In all the news media an age of prosperity was predicted and the long stretching world wide recession quickly came to an end. Everywhere fear and depression vanished as oil tankers were hauled into docs to be converted into cruise ships. Everyone seemed thrilled and thankful, except in the Middle East where oil, over night, seemed virtually valueless. Iran, Saudi Arabia, Iraq, Syria and even Venezuela met to discuss their dilemma as power slipped through their fingers like sand in a desert storm.

There was a nuclear scientist in Pakistan however, Muhammad Al Zearbings, who could not conceive that Allah would take power from the grasp of his chosen Islamic people. Working feverishly with the help of A. Q. Khan’s once close associate, he had a plan. Zearbings could not imagine that this power source was designed to empower the debased followers of Christianity and Judaism. Zearbings was sure Allah planned their destruction, not empowerment. He was sure that somewhere within this powerful creation, was the end of opposition to Islam’s conquest of the Earth.

With mass production of the polywell device every home in the world soon had a fusion generator. Every car was powered by simply plugging its retrofitted engines into a garage wall outlet. In just 10 years, the Islamic iron grip on the worlds throat appeared to have changed to a handful of rust.

Super fast space ships were being launched to mine asteroids for precious metals and that took wealth from the Islamic controlled African nations. Everywhere the people of the west believed they were again basking in the light of the Creator’s blessings of prosperity.

It was early in 2025 that Zearbings awoke to a miraculous day that he was sure spoke of Allah’s secret plan for the spread of Sharia. In the city of Nilore, in Islamabad’s capital territory, at Pinstech research center, Zearbings had an accident. A flash of light, from the polywell device he was redesigning, burned a twenty foot wide hole through 40 feet of concrete and rock in just under one hundredth of a second. What was an absolutely safe fusion device, according to Bussard’s legendary company, became the basis of a thermonuclear device of unprecedented power. Sharing his discovery with a network of supposedly disbanded terrorist, was no problem for Zearbings. With funding from Iran, a mass production facility was speedily built in China and the “newly enhanced” devices were quickly sold world wide at incredibly low prices. Unknown to the world’s buyers a secret chip and trigger hidden in the electronics reported the devices location and allowed its detonation from any place in the world.

Janr Ssor and his co-pilot Q were just leaving Earth’s orbit in their experimental Silver S-600 mining saucer. Using the enhanced Bussard drive and new inertial dampening field they had reached the halfway point between Earth and the Moon in under 6 minutes after launch. It was then that the emergency screens flickered to life and a message from Janr’s wife, Anne, came on screen. Behind Anne stood the president of the United States as well as several military officials who Janr knew quite well. They stood in the oval office, all with very serious looks on their faces. Anne, whose flowing red hair filled center screen, spoke up as soon as the green connection light stopped blinking.

Anne Said, “Janr, I am speaking to you as head of the CIA. Ten minutes ago we received a transmission that overrode all the services of our telecommunications networks. In it a fanatical Muslim man, known as Muhammad Al Zearbings, spoke to the world all at once via satellite. He said that in 5 minutes he would begin to wipe the Earth clean of Judeo-Christian civilization once and for all. He was going to demonstrate his power by destroying London, New York and Los Angles. He then did so in seconds! Millions of Americans vanished in a blast of nuclear flame that left deep craters in the earth where great cities and many millions of people had just taken their last breath.

Al Zearbings has just stated that because the Islamic people are compassionate and just he will give us 30 minutes of prayer to ask forgiveness of Allah before he destroys the rest of us. We have now about 24 minutes. He says that unlike the total and instant annihilation he has just demonstrated, he will burn our cities slowly until the nuclear fire leaves the same pit in the Earth it has where New York had been. He will do this to cleanse even the soil from the evil we have created. The slow burning death is to cleanse our spirits through suffering, which Allah has decreed we must pass before we reach our final punishment.

We unfortunately believe he can do this! Your experimental ship has the first Bussard cannon as well as drive, which you were to test for mining purposes. In truth this cannon is also planned as a weapon for the maintenance of peace. We would like you to turn back and immediately attempt to use it to destroy what we believe is his headquarters. We have it on good information that his headquarters are located in the city of Nilore in Islamabad. Destroy the entire city, Janr!

It is our only hope! The cannon is set for a focused small burst as needed for mining but we are now transmitting the technical information showing you how to widen its beam to take out the entire city. We believe Al Zearbiing has done much the same with Buzzard fusion generators that he has planted all over the Earth. His are set for a 360 Degree pattern, we believe, that has destroyed millions of lives Just minutes ago.

As the director of the CIA and with the support of the President of the USA and our leading Generals assembled here, we authorize and command that you take this action immediately. You will see the security authorization on the telecom panel now illuminated. Janr, you are to stop your ship now and set your ship for the target we have just sent your computers. Q, you are to begin the technical modifications as Janr is navigating back to the Earth. The tools to adjust the cannons spread are in the locker # 10 where you will see a red mechanics tool box. Use the psion wrench and let the computer guide its settings with that we just transmitted to your robotics database. To do this you will have to crawl into the panel under your dashboard and open vent # EGG-L1 which is just in front of your seat. I am sure you recall its final installation and test adjustments on the firing range before launch last week.

We now have less than 20 minutes! I am praying that you will get to your target and be able to stop this mad man before we all die. We will stay in direct video communications as you begin this vital mission. Our prayers are with you. Now if you have no questions please hurry with all your might!

Janr had loaded the navigational changes into the system and was manually stopping our acceleration before Anne concluded her speech. The ship was now facing the Earth and beginning to accelerate. However the change in destination without pre-programmed settings caused the computer to be unable to engage the inertial dampening system and we could not accelerate as fast as we wished to without losing consciousness or being tossed against the wall and splattered there.

Q, now had the tool box and was trying to get under the dashboard but could not do so until I decreased acceleration. At this rate the computer was calculating we would not arrive at our destined target for 30 minutes! It was way beyond what we needed.

Janr asked Q to rush the fix and began to pre-program the target so as to be able to activate inertial dampening. This could work.

Anne addressed us from the monitor as we worked. Anne said, Janr, we understand the issue with inertial dampening. We agree the only way for you to attain your target is for Q to first adjust the target spread and for your to pre-program the target. Had we thought of the inertial dampening we would have sent it with the target data. Our computer is giving us a 90% chance that you will succeed in time if you do as you are doing and pre-program the target. Once completed it should require only 7 minutes to arrive at the attack coordinates. Proceed as you are doing and we will all survive!

Q’s eyes were stinging as perspiration dripped into them. He could feel his heart pounding. His mind was well focused on his task but images of the millions of people who had filled NY, his home, refused to totally recede from his mind.

Janr’s hand typed commands faster than they had ever before. His eye were riveted to the screens as each update came closer to a final flight plan. Other than their heartbeats and the hiss of the ventilation system there was nothing but silence as Q and Janr hurried to make the needed modifications. After 6 minutes of silence a loud clang came from beneath the dashboard as Q closed the maintenance door. Q ran to return the kit to the locker and sealed the door. Running back to Janr he looked up at the screen and began to scream. The oval office was filling with smoke and they were splashing pitchers of drinking water on each other! Anne’s hair appeared to be smoking!

Q shouted, “What is happening Anne! I thought we had 13 more minutes!

Anne coughed and in a horse rasping voice and managed to say, “It appears this bastard has started the heating process early. The temperature is rising insanely fast. Please! Please help us! “

Janr looked up to see Hell’s fires beginning to ignite the room his beloved Anne stood, despite the pounding in his chest and tears forming in his eyes he slammed the keyboard activation button. The ship ripped through the atmosphere and in just under 7 minutes was above Islamabad but the oval office had vanished from the screen and the sounds of screaming people dying in a fire Janr could only imagine pounded in his head with every beat of his heart.

It took another 2 minutes to aim and be ready to fire the cannon but something unexpected happened a second before Janr could hit the triggering button. The entire Earth seemed to burst into flame and the ship accelerated away from the Earth with such violence that they both lost consciousness.

The reign of Judeo-Christian history was truly over; however, Muhammad Al Zearbings had a surprise. The devices they had created, when triggered in multiples, created an unexpected sympathetic pattern like tuning forks vibrating in sympathy with each other. When they toasted to the second 9-11 they had just triggered, most of the world burst into nuclear flame, not just the Western World. It would take 30,000 years for civilization to regain its composure.

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Fountain Leader

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FOUNTAIN LEADER – In the dark as I wrestled with elusive sleep I slipped upon a floor of nothingness and began to fall. The elevator shaft of darkness seemed at first unending as I listened to the ghostly strains of Vanilla Fudge singing “You Keep Me Hangin’ On”?? As I fell my speed did not increase but finally I landed somewhat gently on a cushioned but firm floor in a room of total darkness. Near to me a disembodied voice shouted with intensity, “down!” With which I hastily complied as a bolt of lightening passed over my head to impact somewhere in the distance and echo in the silence of what now seemed like a huge cavern. An unseen hand held mine and pulled me along as we ran for shelter from what I did not know. My naked feet propelled me against a cool, yielding rubber like floor that reminded me of the gym I had exercised in when I was a kid. There was almost no sound in our rushing just the muffled slap of our feet upon this surface. It was total darkness that should have rendered me paralyzed; yet, my fear of running into the unseen was less terrorizing then the weapon that I knew had been aimed for my head. For reasons I cannot explain I did not even stop to think who was leading me and why.

Suddenly there was a thumping sound to my back right and my guide dove for the mats pulling me along as a second flash of lightening and thunder roared over our falling bodies.

We ran again knowing that our enemy could somehow see in the total darkness. Perhaps he had a night vision scope or something that sensed our now burning body heat. My guide reached out and shined an eerie blue L.E.D. ike light ahead of us and to the right. In the heart chilling darkness, where the light shone, I perceived what I thought was a framework, it might have been a door. The light seemed to make the door sag and melt into a rippling, dimly, flourescing, blue gelatinous mass. My invisible friend pulled me again and we sped towards what I hoped was a door. Full speed into this gelatinous substance we fell through the unopened mass and out another end as if being born from a wet womb into a dark new world.

There was now light though it was dim. I stood holding a strangers hand and gazing miles into the distance at an army of soldiers. There were men and women in futuristic glistening black garb holstering weapons I could only imagine. Some weapons were small and looked like tiny rocket launchers strapped to their arms. There were huge black tanks formed of sensuous curves with port holes barely hiding red flames hinting of some unseen but terrible inner power source.

There was an endless vista of soldiers and they were all looking at me! They were all looking towards us hopefully as the stranger released his grasp of my hand and let my noticeably heavy arm fall free. I looked now upon his face and saw a strong handsome man with a tight lipped smile and soft brown eyes which radiated trust and courage. I again looked out upon the army from our vantage on the dark mound of dirt upon which we stood and a cheer rose up that shook the very ground beneath us. The vibration made me flash back to the thrill I felt watching the shuttle launch in Florida years ago. The ball of fire igniting beneath the ship, the ground shaking, the people cheering for miles where they lined the shore of Florida’s east coast. Slowly, dimly a memory formed in my mind, my heart began to hammer in my chest. I looked down at my left arm to notice the shiny black plastic thermo-shielded Kevlar vest arm covering and the glint of the disruptor missile strapped to my forearm. Memories formed in my head as if they had been there before. It was the final battle. In the D-dimension good and evil would face each other uncloaked from the bodies they had worn in the physical world. My name was Janr Ssor and too my surprise, I would lead this army…..

More to come when the story gets written… If you like the beginning let me know and I will raise its priority in my plans!

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