Chapter XXVI: The Legacy: The Dawn of the Fallen Angels

Meanwhile, Alan was carried by a thick cumulus looking fog back to the temple. He walked elegantly straight to the library located on the ground floor. Various kinds of books were line-up and arranged neatly in the shelves. Those books were relics of the past. Most of the books pertained to the creation, war in heaven and the fallen angels. These books were kept highly confidential. No man yet had ever written the multi-complex truth about the purpose of creation and the fall of angels. Alan also happened to pass by a golden book secured in a glass box. He glanced at it for a moment. “That book is for Abigail to read,” he said in a whisper. She would read it when the right time comes. The book was well secured in a time complex lock.

An archaic painting of the “Last Supper” was hanging on the wall just adjacent to the piles of books in the shelves. Behind the painting was a push-button switch.  Alan moved the painting to the right and pressed the switch. And lo, the wall opened up side-wise  Confronting him was a steel door with a scanner device attached to it.  After his identity was cleared, he proceeded to the basement hurriedly.  Of course, he could pass through the wall easily without being scanned. All of them had the ability to do that but he had to adhere to protocols.  By far, it was not an ordinary basement. The basement was made of scientifically sophisticated gadgets and equipment. Plus an added factor, it had sumptuous furnishing and appeared stellar.  He saw Zar, Khail, Haniel, John and his father, Kalil seated. Eyes glued at the wide screen monitor watching Abigail. Alan took a chair and joined them. John was delighted to see Alan. He moved closer to Alan and ruffled his hairs. “Excellent job, Alan.”  Alan smiled. His eyes glowing and uttered, “She is extremely astute! Extraordinary crafty!” John answered, “She is. Absolutely, she is.” Alan just smiled to John. He never said any words. His eyes fixed at the monitor.

I heard the sounds of sporadic gun shots from the automatic rifles…rat tat tat tat..rat tat tat tat. The fires of guns made the people screamed more loudly. Men, women and children were hysterical. The sounds of the automatic rifles made them more panicked. The crowds were totally in pandemonium. The Lieutenant who headed the police forces kept on commanding fire. The policemen men were aiming at the tarantula-cobra looking monster to stop them from climbing the walls of the buildings. Some eventually succeeded evading the gun fires. Their climbs were fast since these creatures were spiders. Some were hit by a bullet and fell dead on the ground. Some wanted to break the glass windows to enter the building where people were hiding for safety. I could hear now chopper plane flying the sky equipped with machine guns and rockets. Thessaly was now under siege. I told myself, “I must stop this shedding of bloods. I must do something now.”

A stern ominous warning gulped into my brain. My only concerned now was to save these people either from these monsters or from the gun fires. My adrenalin pushed me to move instantly. Without any hesitation, I jumped from the rooftop of the Bethany Hotel. It was my first time to jump from a 250 feet height. I landed smoothly on the ground. I went straight to the commanding officer of the police forces. He was at his 50, 6 feet tall, poker face, bald and Jesus, what a dal belly. This police lieutenant doesn't seem to exercise at all. I could smell beer from his mouth although he just brushed his teeth.

I approached him, “Sir, stop the fire. People may hit with stray bullets.”

“Who are you to order that to me?” He snapped at me arrogantly. His eyes so insidious! He studied me from head to feet. Despite of his recalcitrance, I did not remove my stare at him. He avoided my stare. 

Again, I said, “Stop the fire, Sir. You may hit people with the stray bullets. That will make the scenario more badly. Let me handle this.”

With disbelief and mocking voice, he cut me off. “Who are you? A superwoman to handle this situation?  These monsters just sprang here and it seems like this place is cursed. Now tell me, if we are not going to shoot these monsters, what can you do woman?” While this lieutenant was mocking me, castigating me, I could still hear the gun fires and loud screams of people. This pissed me off. Then I heard the boy crying, “Mommy, where are you? “Mommy, help me.”

In split seconds I was gone. The lieutenant scratched his head in disbelief. “Where did she go?” In just a seconds, I came back to him carrying the boy with me. I told him, “He was trapped in a car wrapped with tarantula’s cobwebs.” Now lieutenant, tell your men to stop firing or I make you and your men froze like an ice. Don't force me to do something odd but if you don't listen to me, I am force to turn you and your men into a human ice."   This time, he knew I mean business. He radioed his troops of policemen to cease firing.

“Thank you, lieutenant for your cooperation.” I curtly said. 

I transmitted a message to the minds of the people who were still running for safety by using electromagnetic wavelength of frequency. “All of you get inside the building and hide. Do not come out not until I instructed you.” I made the tarantulas froze so that they cannot move for the meantime. I could feel that they are resisting me. I again transmitted a message. “Move faster, go inside the building.” Young and old rushed inside the building. A remorse of fear can be seen through their eyes.   

The lieutenant was stunned of what I did. His thought was consumed of the extraordinary phenomena that happened before his eyes. “Lieutenant, tell your men to go inside the building.” He followed my instruction like a robot. He was about to leave and to make a cover in the building too…but I said to him…”stay right with me, lieutenant. You can see more.”