The Black Madonna (The Mystique Trilogy) (40 page)

‘But Killian is more powerful than any of us,’ Castor said.

Lugh nodded to concede this was a valid point, but he knew something that we did not.
But put all twelve of Amenti’s staff members together and it is a very different story, for combined you have an extraordinary power; it was designed to aid you to protect the planet from a pole shift when the Sphere of Amenti is finally brought back down into the Earth and we return to the Ranna time flow.

‘What is this power?’ Polaris was eager to know.

Because you all resonate to a different vibrational frequency and colour tone, when united you can form what we Anu term a Rainbow Round Table.

‘Of course we can!’ Dexter said excitedly, as he knew something of photo-sonics from his partner’s work. ‘And use Killian as the thirteenth pillar!’

The rest of us looked at Dexter without a clue as to what he was talking about.

He attempted to explain. ‘The thirteenth pillar is the conductor, as it were, for the Kundaray.’ When we still looked blank, he rolled his eyes. ‘The theory goes that an RRT during an SAC period can draw down sound current from the Primal Sound Fields in the fifteenth dimension, through the Primal Light Fields of the twelfth dimension, through Gaia in the ninth dimension, Tara in the sixth and into our third-dimensional planetary grid. The current takes the form of a rainbow ray; and, as it contains the original blueprint for creation as intended by the God Source, it restores the natural electromagnetic balance of the planet. So not only should it deflect any disaster, but it will fix any dis-ease done to an area since the Kali rift began!’

‘Well, why didn’t you say so? Let’s do it!’ Arcturus was raring to go.

‘But to channel that kind of energy would require a Kundaray,’ Castor said again. ‘An ascended master with an activated DNA strand template of between thirty and forty-eight strands!’

‘Phew!’ we all whistled. That was beyond the capability of any of us here, even Lugh.

‘Not even Killian is that accomplished,’ Castor said, looking doubtful.

Lugh raised both brows to assure us.
But the Sanat Kumara is.

M
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—MERIDAN

Inside the
Artemis
, Killian got comfortable behind one of the monitors. ‘In your absence, the Nefilim have stepped up their efforts to extend the reach of their electromagnetic field and radio frequency technologies in regard to both human mind control and the Earth’s climate,’ he explained. ‘HAARP has numerous high-power transmitters operational in the world at this time that we’re aware of, including satellites and space stations.’

‘We?’ I queried.

‘Lamhfada and I.’

‘So you kept up the friendship.’

‘He is the only reason I am still here,’ he said.

‘But are the powers-that-be in the spook world truly capable of causing an earthquake?’ I asked. I hadn’t been briefed on the developments in the climate control and frequency fence situation, as it was my male teammates who had been assigned to addressing that little problem.

‘They’ve been capable since the 1960s,’ Killian assured me. ‘In 1900, Nikola Tesla applied for the patent to transmit electrical energy through natural mediums. He pioneered the technology, and many other revolutionary technologies, until secret government operatives took his work and continued to develop Tesla technologies for covert government uses.’ Killian bypassed the keyboard for the telepathic handplate connected to the monitoring system to enter his request for information. ‘The activation of the Signet Grid in 2003 cut through their anti-grid and prevented many of their networks from linking up; in other words, you’ve put big holes in their frequency fence.’ Killian glanced at me adoringly, then looked back to the screen. ‘So what I’m searching for here is active EM field transmitters in the vicinity, and I bet I can guess where one might be.’

The world map on the monitor zoomed in on a blue dot that was flashing on Long Island.

‘I knew it. I’ve been keeping my eye on my childhood stomping ground, as rumour has it that one of HAARP’s major transmitters is no longer in Alaska, but has been moved to Long Island. There’s an antenna farm there, in the Westhampton pine barrens, which is protected by Delta Force-type personnel with automatic weapons.’

‘That does seem a lot of security for parkland,’ I agreed.

‘Since Levi destroyed the Montauk subterranean complex, they’ve made it seem as if the air base is shut down, despite maintaining security levels. Still, there’s plenty of room in that underground complex for implementing a particle-beam technology project…which probably isn’t connected to the previous mind control and time-space operations there as Levi reportedly rendered everything
useless. Still, the HAARP system would definitely work at Montauk due to the extraordinary characteristics of the major Earth grid power spot and its ability to amplify electromagnetic and radio frequency waves.’

A bunch of blue cracks appeared through the map of New York on the screen.

‘These are the fault lines that run under the state,’ Killian explained, looking worried as one ran through Long Island and across Central Park. ‘They’re going to use my project for target practice! Then they’ll pin the blame for the earthquake on something we’re doing here.’

‘The American defence department will hardly be seen to be attacking their own cities,’ I said, thinking him paranoid.

‘They won’t be seen,’ he replied, ‘they never are. This technology doesn’t exist as far as most of the world is concerned, so how are they to be busted for using it? Besides, although the defence department and government-based technology companies of many countries have had a hand in developing the facilities for the spook world agenda, they don’t know the full story. Those involved are either Illuminati operatives or they’re kept in the dark.’

‘But how can they target your project so precisely?’

‘The EM technology for creating weather engineering, earthquakes, city-busting explosions or zapping spacecraft and UFOs is basically the same system, all that differs is the amount of energy per micro-second per square metre poured into the target. They can send a blast in our direction via geomagnetic electron flow lines within the Earth, and target us from space to ensure the blast doesn’t miss the target.’

He seemed very sure about what was about to happen. ‘Okay,’ I said, ‘so how do you plan to stop this?’

‘I can’t do anything until the attack is launched.’

‘Any idea when that might be?’

‘After the lights appear…a couple of days at the most.’ He shrugged. ‘We’ll hear it coming, it sounds like—’

‘Chris!’ The call came through the intercom. We both looked at the monitor that showed the exterior of the
Artemis
and saw Sharon, Killian’s personal assistant, waving at the camera. ‘Chris,’ she called again, ‘are you in there?’

‘I’ll go see what she wants.’ Killian slid out the door and closed it behind him.

‘Thank God!’ Sharon said, glad to have found him. ‘You’ve seen the lights, I take it?’

He nodded, and she gripped his upper arms. ‘You’re not to try to stop this again,’ she insisted. ‘I won’t let you do it! I thought we’d lost you last time.’

‘It’s okay,’ he assured her. ‘I learned a lot from my last encounter.’

She breathed a sigh of relief.

‘I’ll have some backup this time,’ he said and she gasped in fear.

‘No,’ she pleaded.

‘Trust me,’ he said sweetly but her frown indicated his charm wasn’t working.

‘That’s what you said last time.’

‘I’m not going anywhere before I accomplish all that I intend to do,’ he assured her. ‘You know the power of intent…I really need you to stay focused on a positive outcome.’

She sniffed back her tears and gave a half-laugh. ‘You mean, I shouldn’t let a small thing like a pending earthquake distract me,’ she joked.

‘Certainly not,’ Killian said cheerfully.

‘How about the prospect of losing my dear friend and mentor?’ she said more seriously. ‘The project won’t have the same momentum without you leading it…I can’t do this on my own.’

‘You did an excellent job in my absence last time.’ He gripped her by both shoulders. ‘And besides, there’s nothing to fear. I have angels watching over me.’ He glanced at the exterior camera on the
Artemis
and gave me a wink.

After hearing Sharon’s fears for Killian’s safety, I was curious to know more about the previous event they’d mentioned and how he planned to handle this one differently. Then I observed my teammates entering the tent.

‘Here’s my backup now,’ Killian said, and went to welcome them.

I had never seen most of my fellow team members dressed to blend into my era, and it was very amusing for me. After Sharon had excused
herself from the tent, I opened the door to the
Artemis
and joined them. ‘Fancy seeing you here…’ I said with a grin.

‘One Rainbow Round Table at your service, madam,’ Dexter announced with glee.

‘Wonderful!’ cried a voice from the tent entrance: Vespera. ‘You thought of it already!’ And she launched herself into Dexter’s arms and kissed him for being so clever.

When their lips parted, Dexter admitted, ‘Actually, it was Lugh who thought of it.’

Vespera shrugged off her delightful mistake. ‘Oh well, I missed you anyway. The Round Table only just occurred to me when I saw the lights in the sky.’

‘You know about the light phenomenon?’ Killian asked her.

‘Oh yes, it’s been associated with earthquakes the world over since the early 1900s,’ she replied.

Killian looked at me with a knowing smile. ‘The same time the patent to transmit electrical energy through natural mediums was first lodged.’

‘Tell me of your last encounter with this phenomenon,’ I said, sticking to what was foremost in my mind.

He shrugged. ‘It happened when the project was in Baghdad; there was a fireball event.’

‘A meteor?’

‘No.’ He sounded very sure about that. ‘This was more yellow-blue-white in colour, it dropped no glowing fragments, and had no long luminous tail or sparks. It travelled parallel to the Earth’s curvature in a long arcing trajectory, not the usual high-angle inbound meteor trajectory. The sounds heard before the object arrived were definitely not normal electrophonic sounds—they pulsed with a roaring diesel-engine sound. The fireball’s speed was probably similar to a fast jet plane. It was definitely travelling at less than the speed of sound though, as the loud pulsing noises were heard in advance of its arrival.’

‘So you called upon the Sanat Kumara to help you avert the disaster?’ Denera said. Being Keeper of the Hall of Records and the greater Akashic Record, there weren’t many events that happened on Earth that she didn’t know about.

‘Actually, it was the other way around…the lord called upon me,’ Killian said. ‘Fortunately, it took place in the early hours of the morning, so there were very few witnesses to see me draw forth the Kundaray, reduce the oncoming fireball into its finest particles and then vanish from the scene.’

‘Where did you go?’ Polaris was curious to know.

‘I turned up in exactly the same place, two months later, as sick as a dog!’ Killian said.

‘The electromagnetic radiation,’ Talori assumed.

Killian shook his head. ‘The massively pure frequencies of the Kundaray—even with an ascendant master’s aid, the sonic nearly shook my mortal body to pieces.’

Denera was highly impressed. ‘That was a very brave feat, Killian.’

‘It’s nothing when you fear nothing,’ he said with a smile, flattered by her attention.

‘Two months later,’ Polaris picked up the part of Killian’s tale that was of concern to him. ‘I was wondering about the repercussions of channelling energy from way beyond the constraints of time…we could avert this disaster only to discover that we’ve missed D-day in December this year and the world has gone to hell!’

‘It’s just primordial ether really, and so is subject to will,’ Dexter said, not too concerned. ‘In other words, the Kundaray may not understand time, but we do and can advise it.’

‘You hope.’ Polaris detected a fair amount of guesswork in Dexter’s supposition.

‘Well, it’s not as if anyone’s ever done this before…in this harmonic universe anyway,’ Dexter defended.

‘I was actually focused on two months ahead at the time my little time shift took place,’ Killian said, supporting Dexter’s theory. ‘I’d just been planning another large event in Pakistan…which I subsequently missed due to illness.’

‘Might be a good idea if we all stay focused on the present,’ Levi concluded, and we all agreed.

‘We all have superhuman resilience thanks to our time beneath the Blue Flame,’ Dexter continued, ‘so surely we can shield Killian’s mortal form from the Kundaray when he draws it forth.’

‘But isn’t the Kundaray drawn forth from within?’ Vespera asked.

Killian nodded.

‘Then how are we to protect you from the frequencies?’

‘The Sanat Kumara isn’t going to draw the Kundaray through me this time. It will be drawn through the RRT,’ Killian announced, and you could have heard a pin drop.

‘So how does an RRT work?’ I ventured to ask.

Dexter rolled his eyes and motioned for me to step aside the Artemis with him so he could explain. ‘Better fetch Talori so we don’t have to repeat this again,’ he added.

‘I’ll go,’ my husband volunteered and then vanished before our eyes.

‘What the…?’ I was stunned. ‘I had no idea he was capable of vanishing.’

‘Not vanishing,’ Polaris corrected, looking perturbed, ‘teleporting. Damn it, he’s remembered.’

‘What do you mean, he’s remembered?’ Solarian asked her husband.

‘It was something he learned by accident during the Sabine Labontè debacle,’ Polaris confessed. ‘He was so desperate to enlist me to his cause of finding out what had happened during their private meeting, he accidentally willed himself to me. But then when I went back and changed time, the incident was forgotten.’

‘And you never thought to tell him of it?’ Denera was surprised by how deep their competitive streak ran.