《Endless Waltz》 Prologue - The setup Prologue "In December, just after 3 p.m.,I (Bruce Gernon) lifted off the runway at Andros town Airport in a brand new Beechcraft Bonanza A36. It was shortly after takeoff when I noticed an elliptical cloud directly in front of us about a mile away, hovering only about 500 feet above the ocean. It was a typical lenticular cloud, but I had never seen one that low. Miami Flight Service reported over the VHF radio that the weather was good, so we continued. But the lenticular cloud quickly changed into a huge cumulus cloud. We were climbing at 1,000 feet per minute, and the cloud seemed to be building up at the same rate. Unexpectedly, it caught up and engulfed the Bonanza. After 10 minutes of climbing in and out of this cloud, the airplane finally broke free at 11,500 feet and the sky was clear. I leveled the Bonanza off and accelerated to its maximum safe cruising speed of 195 miles per hour. When I looked back at the cloud, I was astonished. It now looked like an immense squall, abnormally shaped in the form of a giant semicircle extending around us. visibility was about ten miles and the cloud continued beyond my perception, so it must have been more than 20 miles long. After a few minutes, I lost sight of it. Soon we noticed another cloud building directly in front of us, near the Bimini Islands. It looked a great deal like the cloud that we had just left, except that its top was at least 60,000 feet high. When we came with a few miles of it, we saw that it appeared to emanate directly from the surface of the Earth. Upon entering the cloud we witnessed an uncanny spectacle. It became dark and black, without rain, and visibility was about four or five miles. There were no lightning bolts, only extraordinarily bright white flashes that would illuminate the entire surrounding area. The deeper we penetrated, the more intense the flashes became, so we made a 135-degree turn to the left and headed due south out of the cloud. We had been flying for 27 minutes. We thought we might be able to fly around the cloud, but after six or seven miles we saw that it continued in a near-perfect curve to the east. After two more minutes it became apparent that the cloud near Andros and the cloud near Bimini were actually opposite sides of the same ring-shaped body! The cloud must have formed just off of Andros Island and then rapidly spread outward into the shape of a doughnut with a diameter of 30 miles. This seemed impossible, but there was no other explanation. We were trapped inside a billowing prison, with no way under or over it. Thirteen miles later, I noticed a large U-shaped opening on the west side ofthe doughnut cloud. I had no choice but to turn and try to exit through the opening. As we approached, we watched the top ends of the U-gap join, forming a hole. The break in the cloud now formed a perfect horizontal tunnel, one mile wide and more than 10 miles long. We could see the clear blue sky on the other side. We also saw that the tunnel was rapidly shrinking. I increased the engine RPM, bringing our speed to the caution area of 230 miles per hour. When we entered the tunnel, its diameter had narrowed to only 200 feet. I was amazed at what the shaft now looked like. It appeared to be only a mile long instead of ten-plus as I had originally estimated. Light from the afternoon sun shone through the exit hole and made the silky white walls glow. The walls were perfectly round and slowly constricting. All around the edges were small puffs of clouds of a contrasting gray, swirling counterclockwise around the airplane. We were in the tunnel for only 20 seconds before we emerged from the other end. For about five seconds I had the strange feeling of weightlessness and an increased forward momentum. When I looked back, I gasped to see the tunnel walls collapse and form a slit that slowly rotated clockwise. All of our electronic and magnetic navigational instruments were malfunctioning. The compass was slowly spinning even as the airplane flew straight. I contacted Miami and told them we were about 45 miles southeast of Bimini, heading east at 10,500 feet. The radar controller replied that he was unable to identify us anywhere in that area. Something bizarre had happened. Instead of the blue sky we expected, everything was a dull, grayish white haze. Visibility seemed like more than two miles, yet we could not see the ocean, the horizon, or the sky. The air was very stable and there was no lightning or rain. I like to refer to this as an ¡°electronic fog;¡± because it seemed to be what was interfering with our instruments. I had to use my imagination to feel our way west. We were in the electronic fog for three minutes when the controller radioed that he had identified an airplane directly over Miami Beach, flying due west. I looked at my watch and saw that we had been flying for less than 34 minutes. We could not yet have reached Miami Beach¡ª we should have been approaching the Bimini Islands. I told the controller that he must have identified another airplane and that we were approximately 90 miles southwest of Miami and still looking for Bimini. Suddenly the fog started breaking apart, in a weird sort of electronic fashion. Long horizontal lines appeared in the fog on either side of us. The lines widened into slits about four or five miles long. We saw blue sky through them. The slits continued expanding and joined together. Within eight seconds, all the slits had joined, and the gray fog had disappeared. All I could see was brilliant blue sky as my pupils adjusted to the abrupt increase in brightness. Then, I saw the barrier island of Miami Beach directly below. After we landed at Palm Beach I realized that the flight had taken a little less than 47 minutes. I thought something must have been wrong with the airplane''s timer, yet all three of our watches showed that it was 3:48 P.M. I had never made it from Andros to Palm Beach in less than 75 minutes, even on a direct route. Our course on this flight was quite indirect and probably covered close to 250 miles. How could the airplane travel 250 miles in 47 minutes? We taxied to customs, ending the fortuitous flight. We didn''t talk about it for a long time." If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. -An interview with Bruce Gernon ---------------- "Everything in life is vibration"¡ªAlbert Einstein ---------------- All vibrating things in this world have their own, ¡®natural¡¯ frequency which they are most comfortable with,¡± writes Sanjay Aqrawal in an Ezine article entitled ¡°Brain Entrainment and Schumann Resonance¡±. When a thing is subjected to an external force that makes it vibrate at a frequency it vibes with the most, the thing responds ¡°joyfully¡±, by vibrating at the maximum amplitude (energy). The natural frequency of that [object] is known as its ¡®resonating¡¯ or ¡®resonant¡¯ frequency, and the phenomenon is known as ¡®Resonance¡¯. Physicists describe resonance as the tendency of a system to oscillate with greater amplitude at some frequencies than at others, using its stored vibrational energy. Schumann Resonance is the global electromagnetic resonance that occurs as a set of peaks in the extremely low frequency portion of the Earth¡¯s electromagnetic field spectrum between 3 and 69 Hz, with distinct peaks at 7.83, 14.3, 20.8, 27.3 and 33.8 Hz. Lightning discharges excite SR in the cavity formed by the Earth¡¯s conducting surface and the ionosphere. The normal standing wave created in the Schumann Cavity occurs at a wavelength equal to the circumference of the Earth, and at a base frequency (and highest intensity) of between 6-8 Hz (7.83 Hz). Some call this basic frequency the Earth¡¯s ¡°heartbeat¡± or the ¡°tuning fork¡± of the planet, suggesting that it generates natural healing properties when living things are entrained to its rhythm. It turns out that all biological systems resonate at this same frequency range. The electrical resonance of the Earth lies between 6-8 Hz. This coincides with alpha rhythms produced by the human brain during meditation, relaxation and creativity. Dolphins produce sound waves that coincide with the Schumann Resonance Frequency of 7.83 Hz. According to the AquaThought Foundation, human contact with dolphins induces both alpha brain state and hemispheric synchronization in the brain. Dr. H. K?nig, Schumann¡¯s successor at Munich University, discovered that the dominant brain wave rhythm of all mammals is the alpha or resting state of 6-8 Hz. When two vibrating systems resonate with each other, like the human brain and the global electric circuit, a rise in amplitude in the waves occurs. They are said to be in tune. Proponents suggest that a rise in amplitude causes a rise in our consciousness energy and that Schumann Resonance generates healing effects when living things are entrained to its frequency. Nikola Tesla certainly understood this when he intuited that energy waves in the earth and the atmosphere could be used to transmit power to any point on the globe. He understood that ¡°the surface of the Earth, the ionosphere and the atmosphere together form one gigantic electrical circuit¡± (Aqrawal)¡ªan electrified Gaia, so to speak¡ªand this formed the basis for his work on wireless energy transmission. Tesla was able to transmit power and energy wirelessly over long distances (via transverse waves and longitudinal waves). He transmitted extremely low frequencies (ELF) through the ground and between the Earth¡¯s surface and the Kennelly-Heaviside layer of the ionosphere. Tesla patented wireless transceivers that developed standing waves and it was he who discovered that the resonant frequency of the Earth was about 8 Hz and in the range of the Schumann Resonance or Cavity. Edgar Casey was a man who can tap into this frequency Edgar Casey rewrote hystory books and Medicine. Back in the 1930''s he mentioned in his reading that the Nile river once flowed across the Sahara and emptied out into Atlanta. He was dismissed by scientists at the time who refuted his claim. It wasn''t until long after his death with the introduction of satellite technology that scientists realised that he was right all along Ketchum wrote of Cayce "His psychological terms and description of the nervous anatomy would do credit to any professor of nervous anatomy. There is no faltering in his speech and all his statements are clear and concise. He handles the most complex jawbreakers with as much ease as any Boston physician, which to me is quite wonderful in view of the fact that while in his normal state he is an illiterate man, especially along the lines of medicine, surgery and pharmacy, of which he knows nothing... in six important cases which had been diagnosed as strictly surgical he stated that no such condition existed, and outlined treatment which was followed with gratifying results in every case." Everyone from Tomas Edison who had a reading done about the nature of electricity to Rockerfeller who had reading done about the lacation of prospect oil wells. To his profit Edgar Casey gave the exact geological location and gave a foot by foot break down of the well themselves. When asked about where he got all of his knowledge he simply said ''Akashik Records'' and the individuals mind he was reading from Akashik Records is a universal store of knowledge that has ever expected on the earth. Cayce claimed, "Apparently, I am one of the few who can lay aside their own personalities sufficiently to allow their souls to make this attunement to a universal source of knowledge -- but I say this without any desire to brag about it. In fact I do not claim to possess anything that other individuals do not inherently possess. Really and truly, I do not believe there is a single individual that does not possess this same ability I have. I am certain that all human beings have much greater powers than they are ever conscious of -- if they would only be willing to pay the price of detachment from self-interest that it takes to develop those abilities." ------------------ Year 2137, a group of 7 researchers set out the the Infamous Bermuda triangle to conquer it''s mystery once and for all....... Chapter 1 Old friends This is a fiction based of reality "On the mountains of truth you can never climb in vain: either you will reach a point higher up today, or you will be training your powers so that you will be able to climb higher tomorrow." -Friedrich Nietzsche My name is Alexander Mahailovich Borisov. About my self? Well there''s alot to say I grew up in Russia during its economic depression. At those times potato sack were guarded beter than nuclear weapons. Everyday my mother would go out and come back during the evening usually drunk....Now that I think about it, I''m guessing she was a prostitute. She had tried her best to raise her 3 kids. At the age of 4; I was the youngest. Now all I have left is bitter memories which doesn''t even leaves any room for names My father....would always sleep all day drowned in his vodka. The few times he was awake he would beat me or my mother. I remember this one instance particularly well.... My father had my mother tied to a chair. The boiling hot stew that my mother had made was knocked down and spilled on the floor. My father struck my mother so hard that she and her chair was toppled over. I''ve quickly rushed over to untied the ropes. While I was trying to do this my father kicked the wind out of me before he left, slamming the door behind "I''m sorry.....sob...I''m so sorry...sob" I untied the ropes but she continued to lay there sobbing......perhaps if I had comforted her then, then things wouldn''t have escalated as they did. I left her laying there.... Few days later when tucking me in to bed my mother asked what I would think if she killed herself.......I don''t really remember my answer but I''m sure I spoke against it....probably... If only I have said more...... The next morning I went in our backyard to pick some raspberries found my mother She was hanging from a tree..... That was also the last time I saw my brother and sister. We got separated when we were processed in the orphanage. My father got sent to jail shortly after I''m really fucked up....I dint even cry once......I couldn''t even go to her funeral.... In an orphanage I did pretty much what I wanted and I made various friends and quickly formed a gang. We build various club houses. We had 1 in the attic of the carpentry shop. The only way to get to it is to climb 3 stories up a brick wall. That was really scary but my adrenaline pushed me. We later start to robbed people..What you think you can''t get robbed by a 8 yo? Trying having 7-10 of us with stones in our hands charging at you with reckless abandon. We pretty much did what we wanted During those days I only feared my friend Yuri...I watched him one time nearly killing someone twice his size. During summer we would go live on a farm facility. From summer to winter. We skipped out on all the chores.... We build various labyrinths under the buildings and only chose inaccessible areas that only we could climb After the end of each summer camp the older kids who were 15 or so led us through the woods into a clearing. There was a pole sticking out of the grass about 4 inches thick and 10 ft high. There were various logs a ranged around the pole in a Tipi shape. Next to it was a circular dirt pit about 20 yards wide. During that day you had two options as an orphan. The first is join the army. We were often shown movies that portrayed soviet might. I''m guessing that was just to make us exited about joining the army. The other choice is to join the mafia. Well I guess the''re actually 3 choice. You could alway go out and find a job wich is unlike because the orphanage based education is viewed as inferior to a regular one. Or...you can always get lucky and find an oil field like that one dude.... So, to get us read for the cruel world the kids would divide the orphanage into half. By the way this was a male only event. 1 person from one side has to fight as many people as he can back to back until he looses. When he does another takes his place. This is continued until 1 side gets completely annihilated. The person who wins the most fights in a row gets the most respect. I''ve won 8 fights back to back before I got too tired.......Yuri won 13. Ultimately I got adopted by an abusive family. Well I was too much for me so they claimed that I was crazy and left me at a hospital. I think I was 12 at that time? Then I god sent to a children''s home. After running through a Buch of families; One was dumb enough to adopt me. By that point I was too emotionally dampened to feel such thing as love. The Only emotions I knew was hate and anger. Time with this family reality dampened those emotions out as well. I joined the military after 1 graduate highschool to get a GI bill. I''ve got General Discharge....under honorable conditions for fighting someone.....Well I was getting tired of that place anyway. I''ve still have my GI bill. That combined with the tuition waver that I got from being in foster care got 8 years of my school paid for. I went to school for machenical Engineering and I ended up getting a Doctorates Degrea. I have alway been in pursuit of knowledge and I strive for human progression and evolution. My slightly mod ding diffrent existing technology I have created self regenerated power circuit. Among other thing I''m best known for pioneering gamma ray lasers. When I have heard that a gamma ray lense has been developed I immediately saw the potential. I''ve dumped millions that I have earned with my various inventions to fund their project. I would spend every day observing and analyzing the result. Eventually we developed an efficient lense. Using a proton-conducting polymer in this fashion The gamma rays will be conducted in then gets reflected by a gamma ray mirror. It will work in the exact way that a normal laser would. Then the focused gamma rays will pass through an ionizing substance that will produce even more electrons through ionization. Then it will be focused through the lense. This will be powered by spent nuclear fuel. I''ve achieve a Nobel piece prize and was dubbed the greatest mind in particles physics. Over the years I''ve became fascinated with Tesla work with vibration. I''ve learned that Tesla tapped into what I call a living frequency. Tesla''s electro-mechanical oscillator is a steam-powered electric generator patented by Nikola Tesla in 1893. One version of the oscillator caused an earthquake in New York City in 1898. Likewise I''ve stumble on this other individual named Egar Casey. His work is truely remarkable. He died in the Mid 1940s but his reading still rewrite science today. This man had the ability to tap into the living frequency with is the same frequency that a human brain operates on. Few years later my college who goes by the name Fedor Willson implored me to assist him in his research of the living frequency and how it could be possibly tapped into by a device not yet created. He was a genius in his own right but was often an outcast of the scientific community. His investor would invest unless I signed up for this endeavor. I had nothing better to do and just before I was dabbling in this frequency. "It would be a great opportunity for me too" Ive finished the conversation As I began to walk out I hear "Oh yes,..I almost forgot. My investors is intrested in meeting you...would you join me for lunch tomorrow. Doctor Willson didn''t want to push his luck so he was hesitant to ask. "Yes,I''ll go. You can tell me more about your finding then" Willson couldn''t believe his luck. When he fist met the famed doctor back when he was still earning his masters. He seemed emotionally distant and uncaring. His grades weren''t particularly great ether...Usually people steered clear of him especially after they saw his knuckles...For some strange reason he chose to befriend me...not that I''m complaining now...I mean even then he would listen to me with an open mind while others just laughed. Above anything, he was curious. The next day at lunch ''You must be the famed Doctor Borisov'' A man with a familiar face greater me. "Yes, uhm..Mr...Investor." Not having a name made it awkward "You can call me Yuri Ivanovich" The man said wile reaching forward to shake my hand "I-Ivanovich? Yuri?" I was flabbergasted "Um..yeh. Is everything alright? " He had a worried look on his face "Yeh" I recovered. "You just look like someone I knew long ago. You even share the same name" I explained "S-sasha?" This time it was Yuri who was speechless, Doctor Willson who was unsure of what was going on stayed out of the conversation | | 30 minutes later while finishing eating "To thing the fates can be so cruel but at the same time so kind..." I paused before resuming ''So Yuri what have you been up to..Mr. Investor.'' I asked playfully Yuri laughed. "It hard to imagine is it not? Just a few years ago I was still with my brotherhood" "They let you go?" I said surprised Yeh..I made a lot of friends. I just had to fork over $200,000 that day and give them 15% of my earnings "That''s all?....usually they kill you or at the very least take 40%" "Yeh...I was really lucky to have such good friends" Yuri said with a faint smile as if reminiscing. "Listen Alex" yuri interrupted the silence. I wasn''t planning on it but....now that I have met you my old friend...I''ll also come alog....I''ll want to see what you see.......To be honest I absolutely admire you before I found out who you are.." "You don''t admire me now that you''ve learned that the great doctor was little sasha all along?" I said jokingly "No its not that....It''s just...It started weird. To admire a friend. People like you should be out of reach..beyond us regular folks" "You give me too much to much credit. I just leached others people''s work and capitalized on the technology they were using for a diffrent purpose. I''m just like you I follow my path and thank a gifting horse now and then." If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it. "At least you have a path..." Yuri said in a depressing tone "Oh don''t go emo on me yuri....You know when we were younger I used to look up to you....It''s funn now that we''re older I find you looking up to me.... " I fell into tought. "But look at you Yuri you have done something incredible yourself have you not?" I''m not sure I could have done it myself. Yuri fell into laughter. | | "So the research vessel will be ready in 2 month?" I asked as we were concurring our discussion "Yes" Doctor Willson replied "Were outfitting it with various sensors. It will take fee weeks to install everything and another to set everything up" "Good then, I''ll see you then" | | | 3 weeks later Key West "The quantum field created by the Electronic fog 3 years ago was truely remarkable" An elderly man spoke "Yes and what about the pilot who claimed to have experienced a timewarp.There even radar recording to back up his claim" Another spoke "Just thinking about the discoveries that we will make is sending shivers up my spine. "Oh please. The only reason I joined you rabble is because my teacher took intrest." The yonder one said sounding annoyed. "So you can''t think for yourself is that it?.." "Watch your tongue old man.." He snapped "And you watch yours" I interrupted. "Just who do y-" he immediately caugh himself. "Its an honor to meat you Doctor Borisov His face instantly changed from one of twisted anger into that of an innocent smile. "Yes the please are is all yours....An who are you?" I asked mockingly "U-uh-that is.." he began to stutter sweat start to form on his brow "Can''t you speak boy?" I asked raising my voice "Student my ass" you head someone mutter. "Uh..M-my name is David Clark...I have doct-" I looked at him up and down. He looked like a rich sheltered nerdy kid "Good for you" I interrupted "Who is the senior researcher?" I interrupted "That would be me" the elderly man walked up. "Its a pleasure to have your acquaintance, I am Doctor Mark Stienbell. I am the senior researcher" "The pleasures all mine" I curted. "I have heard many things about your work in the effects of frequencies on quantum particle" "Oh please you give me to much credit." the old man blushed "I am but an ignorant fool who stubble apon the enswer while searching for another" "Isn''t that true for everyone" I asked quizzicaly "Not at all" the doctor laughed Through this whole small talk you could hear the grinding of teeth coming from Clarks direction "Enough of the small talk" I changed the subject "Where the lead researcher Doctor Willson?" "Oh yes.." The old man said stoking his beard. He seemed to do that when he was happy about something "He''s talking thing over with that Yuri fellow" He said "Then I leave you to your work." I concluded I saw him up ahead. "Doctor Willson" I called out. "Are we set for sail?" "Not just yet. It will still take a day or two to finish calibrating everything. Hmm? You brought a gun?" He asked noticing my gun case. "You can never be to careful with pirates roaming the oceans" I promptly said "No you can''t" Doctor Willson agree with a nod. The next day and a half I lounged around Kew West with Yuri. Doctor Willson was too busy with the prep work. Then it was finally time. The research vessel was more of an old sport yatch donated by...Yuri''s friends He told me the details later. The yatch was used for smuggling and was reinforced with bulletproof hull and glass. Well at least it''s good to know we won''t get shot... It took few hours to get to our location and now the sun has long set. In the distance you could hear a storm brewing. (Stange...I have checked the satellite scans....there shouldn''t be any storms for days) "D-docter....come to the bow quick" I heard someone call out to me followed by the sound of fading running sound "??" I followed after him I arrived at the bow and what I saw was glowing waters from horizon to horizon "The milky....sea..?" This phenomenon''s existence was also in question . That is until 2005 when an earth orbit satellite caugh it off the coast of africa. It was nearly 300 klm long. The circumstances under which milky seas form is almost entirely unknown. Even the source for the light emission is under debate. "A-amazing....." That''s all I could say "Hey, hey! What you loats doing? Hurry up and get to work. We have some data to gather!" Barked the old man. "Y-yes sir" the two junior researchers clamored about. Clark just stood there Old man stared at him (.....Fucking useless sack of shit.) They spend the next 2 hours recording their finding. With my insight we have came up with the quick solution It''s a process known as Phosphorescence. It seams like the materials coming out of the underwater vents had strong Phosphorescence properties. The vents erupted during the day time. As it''s contents flowed to the surface when it was night time they began to glow. This is the mystery behind the miky sea. "You really are amazing you know that? Even before we started gathering any data you already knew it as a matter of course....." Yuri solemnly spoke "....please...you give me too much credit..." ..Sometimes I wish I was normal. What am I doing I can''t afford such though now. I am the man that will make warp drive possible..... My vision is a giant gamma ray laser that''s positioned close to the sun. It will harnes all of solar radiation and focus it in to one beam. It would be more accurate to call it a solar lazer. Layers of mirrors that''s located in the P N junction reflect and amplify all the radiation in accordance to the diffrent mirrors in the junction. The outermost mirror reflects photons while the inner most mirrors reflect gammaray. This was 87% efficient. Lois Crane and Shawn Westmoreland of Kansas State University calculated what it would take to create a small black hole and harness the energy to propel a starship. They found that there is a sweet spot for black holes that are small enough to be artificially created and to produce enormous amounts of energy, but are large enough that they don¡¯t immediately evaporate in a burst of particles. Their ideal black hole would have a mass of about a million metric tons and would be about one one-thousandth the size of a proton. To create such a black hole, Crane and Westmoreland envision a massive spherical gamma-ray laser in space, powered by thousands of square kilometers of solar panels. After charging for a few years, this laser would release the pent-up energy equivalent to a million metric tons of mass in a converging spherical shell of photons. As the shell collapses in on itself, the energy becomes so dense that its own gravity focuses it down to a single point and a black hole is born. The black hole would immediately begin to disgorge all the energy that was compressed to form it. To harness that energy and propel a starship, the black hole would be placed at the center of a parabolic electron-gas mirror that would reflect all the energy radiated from the black hole out the back of the ship, propelling the ship forward. Particle beams attached to the ship behind the black hole would be used to simultaneously feed the black hole and propel it along with the ship. Until I have completed my dream of leading humanity into greatness....I have nothing but this | | 2 days later 7:15 The irrie quiet sucked me out of my deep though I looked up and I realised everyone staring at the same thing The glowing mass slowly spiraled as it crackled with lightning As if we''re going in slow motion it decended down to the mirror stilled water. The closer the cloud got to the ocean the rougher the ocean got. It took approximately 15 minutes for the cloud to touch down. When it did the ocean got really rough. I raced into the cabin. I stared out the window with the others as we stared with wonder and curiosity. The cloud crept in all directions around the point at wich it touched down. Slowly it crept closer and closer before completely engulfing the yatch Immediate darkness. All the power went out out immediately. (It seams like it fried the back up as well) "Listen everyone!" I urged as heard the chaos die down "We have just gone through electronic fog" "On the ocean?...Impossible.....what happened to the power....we''re the back up" I heard someone interrupted The electronic fog had enough electromagnetic energy to decend to earth...Nothing like what that time warp event in the 1970s. This is much stronger...." "How much stronger?" I heard someone else ask "Enough to fry all the electronics onboard. If the even in the 70s was like a 200 pound bomb then this is like an atom bomb in comparison...." I answered "Listen. we need to slowly navigate to the bridge. We need to see what''s going on" Inside the Yatch was pitch dark. Luckily the design was good and there was a passage way going straight to the bridge. After making it to the bridge I saw a body laying on the floor. "Yuri..." I gulped. There was blood coming from his head. Then I heard a groan I immediately ran up to help him up After wrapping yuri''s head in the pitch black dark I convinced everyone to go to sleep. There''s no reason risking injury fumbling in the dark and if this is truely is as bad as I think it is then we need all the rest we can get. "I did not tell half of what I saw, for I knew I would not be believed." ¡ª Marco Polo, on his deathbed in 1324 Chapter 2 Death lighter than a feather "He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster . . . when you gaze long into the abyss the abyss also gazes into you" -Friedrich Nietzsche I awoke to the cold air the next morning. It should be the middle of the summer and yet the air was cold? I could almost see my breath in front of my face.Yuri seems to still be unconscious so after I checked him I looked around. Around this time everyone else was coming to. After everyone was situated I spoke. "First things fist we need to immediately check the power. See if you can get it restored" I began "I wish the fog wasn''t so dense so we could see the sun to find time and location but it''s useless to wish for such things "I''ll have two of yout posted on a constant watch. There are 3 of you so rotiatio shouldnt be a problem. Look out for signs of land or other ships." I continued "And lastly...wher the hell is the captain and his helmsman? We need to search the yatch and find them." After spending 30 minutes looking for the captain and his helmsman we gave up the search. (Well just as I though everything is fucked) I botched to myself ( I have to rebuild the generator) We spend the next 3 months floating and I have almost finished rebuilding the power system. Yuri still hasn''t woken up and I''m frankly worried for his health. We have ran out of food 3 days ago and morale is at an all time low. "L-land" I heard one of the assistants who was on watch called out (God, If you existed I would thank you) I thank the gods "R..Really?" Clark jumped up rushed outside He was the worst part of this whole ordeal. How can people like him be so confident? Do they just create lies to make themselves feel better than blindly follow it?....it''s a mystery I''ll never figure out. We followed after this punk and sure enough there it was. Poking through the fog....land. (Coniferous trees....?) I looked across to my colleges and I saw on their face that they were thinking the same thing "Were do you think we are" Clark asked. Up ahead I could faint glow of fire. "...somewhere up north it seams." I said "Well, We''ll find out soon enough" finished (It''ll probably take almost an hour for the yatch to drift to shore ahead.) (The cold air...the Coniferous forest in front of us.....just where are we?....) As our boat approached land we saw some movement in the distance accompanied by the sound of galloping hooves which later disappeared. After we made land fall we disembarked. We have walked for few hours before we ended up in a clearing. What greeted us was a scene of utter carnage. "Madness......" The old man muttered while Clark threw up Before us was a field of dead bodies. Blood, guts and brain turned the ground to mud....The smell, the smell was terrible. (Why haven''t we been able to smell this stench up to now?....This battle must have just happened.....battle?...) A movement from the corner of my eye broke my train of thought I hurried over to the body that I had noticed moving He was an averagly built man in his late 20''s. He wore leather armor that frankly exposed too much skin for it to be used in battle to my liking...His face is covered in grime wich made my stomach turn when I remember what that grime is. There seem to be some blue pain on some of his exposed skin He had an arrow sticking out of his sholder and a huge gash down his lower left arm.....he was loosing a decent amount of blood...He was covered to much blood to clearly make out his injuries. When I knelt down next to him he looked at me in confusion and curiosity "....C¨¦ go bhfuil t¨²..?" I heard him speak. (Celtic?...) I thought to myself "..N¨ª chuireann s¨¦ ¨¢bhar......Glacfar uaisle diabhal..cough.." (He seems to be getting angry thinking about some stuff) I looked around and I noticed few banners and flags sticking out of the ground This flag coupled with the scotish flag littered the ground around me Then these flag were much further out on the battlefield. I immediately put the pieces together. "Someone! Get me a first aid kit now!" I yelled. Luckily one of the assistants was smart enough to bring it along. My number one concern was the bleeding arm. I can''t have him loosing to much blood and fall into a hemorrhagic shock. I took some rope out of my backpack and cut it to about 3 ft long. I then wrapped it around his brachial artery which is located in the inner elbow to stop the bleeding. I twisted the rope then took a stick made another twist over it. I then Tied the ends together. I made a tourniquet. I rotated the stick to Dighton the rope until I was sure it stopped the bleeding. The man just looked at me with curiosity in his eyes. I then took a bottle of water and gave it to him to drink. He as he was opening the bottle like i gestured to him to and then I saw a blur wiz past my face and and making an impact noise behind me.... I tuned my head to see what I was and I saw the old man''s body falling down. I quickly ran to him to see what has happened. There was an arrow sticking out of his throat and he was gargling blood. "No..." I said with disbelief I turned my head to see where the arrow came from. Just over the horizon I saw about 25 men who were covered in blood galloping on horses. Then I noticed about 10 of them knocking their arrows. (Shit!) "Everyone take cover!" I yelled while tossing a dead body over me I looked through the grime and I saw the fools running. I watched it happen in slow motion.... Clark grabbed one of the assistants and turn him into the path of arrows. (That bastard!) I felt immense rage rising. As I was trying to get up from under the body I saw arrows impact the assistant that Clark used as a human shield and the other 2 as they just about made it to the woods. By the time I got myself freed and stood up Clark was gone. (....Fuck!) I cursed in my head. (Doctor Williams....where doctor Williams...?) I turned around to look then I heard a loud thump. (Wh....at?) I was on my knees...I turned my head to my left where I heard the thump. I saw an arrow sticking out of my left shoulder. (Shit..) I thought Soon the galloping got louder and the horse mounted man encir me and the guy I was patching up behind me. "Cladhaire..." I spoke in Celtic "Is he formidable or just stupid" I heard one of them ask his buddy. "Shooting fleeing unarmed men...fucking cowards the lot of you!" my rage was boiling over...the old man''s blood still fresh on my hands "Eh? We got a tough one don''t we? A heard another ask "Let''s make a bet fellas!" He called to everyone. Then he rested his eyes on me. "If you win then we''ll let you go free and if you loose then.well.....I''m sure you know.." He said pulling his sword out This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. "Free?...Yes Im sure you''d let me go...what prevents you buddies from killing me later?" I said while breaking the arrow of, grunting from the pain as I stood up He made an evil grin as he picked the edge of his sword "smart one aincha'' lad?" He mused (I only have one shot at this....) I said to myself gripping my trusty pen. I''m glad it wasn''t my right shoulder that got hit... While I was in the military I went and trained in mixed martial arts. I trained with outfox mma in Virginia Beach and I have studied Mui Thai, Brazilian Jujitsu, Judo and Boxing. I have studied for about 4 years. Before I got introduced to Master Hoy Lee. I have trained under him studying Jow Ga. When I became proficient in all forms and weapons. I then studied in Niten-ry¨± style swordsmanship. Later on I studied Systema under Vladimir Vasiliev. By far I''d say that this was the most effective combat system. I had extensive experience in hand to hand combat. That is part of the reasons I had a clear mind. The main reason is because I''m emotionally dampened to the point that death doesn''t faze me and the other is because I have already deduced my situation Judging by the flags I saw I and what THAT person said, this is Scotland in 1298. This must be the Battle of Falkirk. Men of this time we''re so versed in combat style ouside their own. "Hope ye ready..." He said menacingly. He slowly walked up to me before stopping about 10 ft in front of me In a blink of an eye he stepped in and preformed a horizontal slash from his right aimed at my neck I expected this. He probably wants to finish this quick. Well so do I. I instantly steped in diagonally in ti the direction of the swing as if to meet it. This move required nerves of steel. Stepping in, I dropped my body weight as low as possible before spinning off of my supporting foot. I spun toward his back my pen aimed at his jugular of the left side of his neck. My pen sunk deep into his neck (.....this isn''t enough...) I thought as I pulled my pen out. Before he could cover his wound I stuck my fingers in it feeling around. (There!) I hooked my finger onto his carotid artery and I pulled as hard and fast as I could. Blood sprayed everywhere (I''m....still not done..) I said to my self as I fought back nausea. In systema they teach you that if you''re surrounded you should go for the toughest looking one and take him out in the worst way to instill fear in the others making you gain the advantage. It''s unlikely that I will survive...but at least put up a fight. I will not die a coward so this was the best strategy After having his carotid artery ripe out of his throat he stumbled forward and collapsed face first. The noisy clatter and laughter that I haven''t heard up until now got replaced with silence I walked up to the now dead warrior who''s name I don''t even know and broke his neck I stepped onto his shoulder bladed to gain leverage and then I violently twisted his head. The silence was broken with a loud snap I reached in through the wound I made and grabbed his cervical vertebra. It was snapped clean in half when I broke his neck. I grabbed it and I pulled it towards the direction of the wound. It was messy but it didn''t take long before I ripped his head off his body. I grabbed the by the protruding vertebra and lifted it high in the air. "WHICH COWARD IS NEXT!?" Yelled I looked around and they all were shocked "....I''ve won.....?...I''VE WON!" I heard one of them yell as they irrupted in complaint and laughter as I saw him collecting silver coins from everyone (They he wasn''t kidding when he was talked about betting..) I though as I glanced at the now headless body. I saw some comotion towards my right as I saw the the guy who I patched up early in limping toward the edge of the crowd closer to me. He was supported by 2 men. I saw him whisper something into a stocky man''s ear. He then signaled to someone else. They left the encirclement and walked toward me. One was standing in front of me and one was behind me. He motioned to another and they through a sword towards towards me. I caught the sword out of the air then spinning it around transitioning from left to right side to learn it''s ballance. When they saw I was ready they rushed in in a pincer attack. The guy in front of me swung diagonally across my chest and the guy behind me charged in with his sword point pointed twards my back It took but 1 step for them to close in. I rolled to my right to dodge their attacks. The who swung diagonally used the momentum of the swing to spin around and meet me with an upward slash. At the time the one who was about to stab me before dashed in to cut of my path of retreat (shit..) I gritted my teeth When I landed he was already behind me preparing to slash my back. Using my back wards momentum I lowered my body weight while my momentum stilled pulled me back I slid backwards between his legs. Wile sliding under I grabbed and lifted his ankles which caused him to slam face first in the gore. I was now behind him. With sword in my hand I leaped forward, my sword point aimed twards the back of his neck. "THUMP!" a loud familiar sound resounded again. I felt my consciousness slip. The arrow struck my back while I was mid air.I fell on top of the person I was about to kill. I rolled over and looked. It was the guy I patched up "...Fucking...ungrateful bastard.." I coughed as I lay there The guy who was laying next to me slowly got up out of the mud with his sword still in hand. He raised the point up over my neck. (...I..I guess this is the end..? How disappointing ......I wanted to accomplish so much more..) I though as I closed my eyes to embrace death...... "Duty heavier than a mountain......Death lighter than a feather.." I said to myself I waited for the blow, the sharp pain. Any indication that I have been struck down(....nothing?) I opened my eyes and I saw him. William Wallace. Or at least I think he is...(These guys must be the rebels) I thought "Ungrateful arn''t you?" I quietly said. Speaking at a regular tone hurt too much "You''re still alive are you not?" Wallace replied "Heh" I chuckled wich was greeted by a sharp pain. (...hurts to much to laugh...) "What was it you said?...about duty.." "Oh, that?....It''s from a book I''ve read once called the wheel of time.....Death lighter than a feather. Duty heavier than a mountain....It''s truely a man''s quote.....caugh..Each man has a duty that they must fulfill....But death is easy.....it''s a cowards way......." I said "A real man stays alive to fulfill hid duty to who ever it is to.." "......" Wallace stared at me in silence. "Then to whom is your duty to...?" He asked breaking the silence "..mankind....." I answered. He looked at me in deep thought than spoke to the monstrosity of a man next to him. "Have everyone move to the location we set up on..." "What about him my lord?" The humongous man gestured toward me. "Well bring him along" He answered before leaving to make preparations The huge man who wallace left casually walked towards me "..who the fuck are you...?" I said "Hamish" he said cracking his knuckles. "W-What are you-" I was interrupted with a giant fist flying towards my face.Then darkness...... "To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering." -Friedrich Nietzsche Chapter 4 Tomorrows Promice Authors note: English is not my first language. It''s russian. As I said in my previous chapter this is a fantasy based on reality. Please leave constructive criticism ---------------------------- "You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough." -Mae West I awoke to the noise of banging metal chatter, shouts and the sound of animals. My old wounds start to hurt and I quickly remember the events that transpired. The reality really hit me like a ton of bricks. I was angry and fueled by my adrenaline but now I''m hurt and sore. (What have I done....?) I thought looking at my hands. I pushed the unpleasant feeling that began to rise deep into the recesses of my mind I steeled my mind, closed my eyes and took a series of 12 fast but powerful breaths before taking one deep breath. I than held my breath for 30 seconds and felt my heart rate plummet. It was a technique that I learned from Systema. I opened my eyes and looked aroynd. The walls around me consisted of large natral stone. There was a bed that I was sitting on, a dresser next to it and across from me about 5 meters away was a wooden door. It felt my hip and my pockets. Good everything is there. (Strange considering that I was being held prisoner) I though (Now that I think this is kind of too nice too be a prison) I said to myself. (They even gave me a bed) I mused (Am I am really held prisoner? I expected something like a dark dingy iron barred cell) I thought as I walked to the door confirming that it''s locked (Well I guess that as answers that question..) I went into my cargo pocket and took out an Allen key set. I took the 2 smallest keys. (Good thing that the locking mechanism are....were simple then then...I mean now) It''s all really confusing I put the keys into the key hole and I began to fumble the tublers. It took a while but I managed to finally open the door. (I have to get back to the boat) I thought as I slowly walked down the hall. I heard approaching foot steps and I ducked into the closest doorway I could find to avoid detection "I really do have the worst luck" I said with a sigh. Out of the frying pan into the fire. William Wallace himself was there looking over some maps with 4 others. They looked up and saw me "Fuck me..." My heart sank (The door...too late. I closed it...) The men in front of me drew their swords and axes. Wallace raised his hands to stay theirs. In unison they quickly sheathed their weapons "If you would" He said gesturing at the table. I had no choice but to follow. 2 men who were around the table broke of and followed wallace to the table. They all sat down and I followed their lead. "Well first things fist" he started "who are you and with who does you allegiance lies?" He got straight to the point "My name is Alexander Mahailovich Borisov. I am an engineer. My allegiance lies with my self." "Don''t lie!" A man next to Wallace yelled standing up but Wallace motioned him back down "Are we supposed to believe you a simple engineer? If your an engineer than I''m a priest. You''re obviously too wealthy and skilled to be just a simple engineer." The other man said "I never said that I was "simple"" I said "Enough" William Wallace said. He looked at me straight in the eye and then continued "I also have many questions" (I need to get back to the boat. I don''t know how long since I left yuri there...) I thought. (He was still unconscious when I left) "Are you listening?" I heard "Yeh. Listen...As I said I''m not a citizen of this country. I''m from a country called america that''s across the Atlantic ocean. On our way here we experienced bad Weather and my friend got injured we traveled up river to find people. That''s how we......" I had a flash back from yesterday and I felt my rage ooze out of (You''re fucking lucky you''re so hystericaly important" I though as I fought back my anger "I" I continued "That''s how I ended up on the battlefield." I said in a way to let them know that their actions haven''t been forgiven. "Long story short my country is many times more advanced than yours. Ask me to make you anything and it will be done. In return you have to take me to my ship" One of the men was about to speak but Wallace cut them off. "The elixir then" He quickly said. "The elixer?" I was confused. "Yes" he said "It was in this strange chrystal" He put the empty plastic bottle on the table "It don''t know what it was but even my doctors were amazed. My wounds...they should have festered. Yet it is like I was never cut" (Oh. He must be talking about the antibiotics...I put 4 crushed tablets in the water) "Done" I said. Wallace looked at me with a surprised face that couldn''t contain his happiness. "Do you still have my bag?" I asked "Yes, it''s in my chest" He said walking up to his chest and opening it He took out my bag and tossed it to me. (That''s probably why they didn''t check my pockets.....modern pockets didn''t get created until 1784.) I thought I opened the bag and took out a small white plastic bottle I poured half of them on the table then I took a quill and a parchment and wrote down instructions. How to Make Penicillin Step 1: Use leftover crust of bread or the peel of some citrus fruit. The mold will start out gray, but as it develops will turn a bright blue-green. Strep 2: Once it gets started, cut the bread up into pieces and put it in a sterilized flask. (You can sterilize a flask by putting it in an oven at 315 degrees for an hour.) Step 3: Incubate it in the flask for about a week at around seventy degrees. Step 4: Into 500ml of cold water put 44.0 grams Lactose Monohydrate 25.0 grams cornstarch 3.0 grams sodium nitrate 0.25 grams magnesium sulfate 0.50 grams potassium phosphate mono 2.75 grams glucose monohydrate 0.044 grams zinc sulfate 0.044 grams manganese sulfate. Then add enough cold tap water to make one liter. Use hydrochloric acid to adjust the pH to between 5.0 and 5.5. Step5: Add the spores from the moldy bread. Another seven days incubation will leave the penicillin floating in the liquid portion of the results. A quick filter and you have penicillin. Then I gave him a list of how to make the above chemicals in case they haven''t been created yet "Is this enough? I said as I handed him the list. He looked at the list with astonishment "Mold?" His face showed a hint Skepticism "Is this good enough?" I asked "Yes" Wallace said before continuing "when do you plan to depart?" I could see his suppressed excitement "Now" I said. I didn''t want to waste any time | | It took us a whole day to reach my boat. On the way I was machine gunned with questions. Questions from the name of my country to our method of transportation to the civil affairs. This tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. I didn''t lie. It''s better to let them think that I''m an engineer from a super advanced civilization then to tell the story of how I''m a time traveler. They were astonished I told them about magnelev that floated on the air and it was so fast that it easily surpassed the speed of sound. I told them about personal cars that use ion engines. I told them about floating fortresses that run on a titanic gyroscope engine. I talked about how It uses a series of rings each ring has 4 evenly spaced neo magnets with a pulling force of 10 tons. I helped developed this engine. When I was younger I remember this neo magnet that was 3 inches long. It had 1000 pd. + pulling force. I had the manufacturing company make me magnets for the ring that were tens of times stronger. They gave me a molded large magnet that had 10 tons of pulling force. We crated a gyroscope engine that nullifies all outside influence. By building a craft around this gyro we could make an air craft that completely negated Earth''s gravity. By constructing an electro magnets around those magnets we could speed up the gyro by amplify the neo magnet''s magnetic field or completely stop it by completely smothering It. There is no limit to the size of the engine that we could build. I showed them a toy I had in my bag to demonstrate I told Them about huge ships that could travel under water and on top of the water as if it was natural. Our Yatch was such a ship I told them about how nobility got replaced with class system. I told him how moving up in class is just a matter of hardwork and exemplified it by telling him a little about my upbringings. I told them that any land can be sold and bought by anyone. I told him about the corporate stucture of our financial center which was the stock morcket. I told them about the evolution of warfare. I even told them about the atomic bomb. Such discussions usually make me excited and they brings about my inner child. They all looked at me with amazement and longing and sorrow. No doubt they considered such a place a paradise but they knew that if such weapons as the atomic bomb or chemical gass were introduced in today''s day and age that power drunk rulers would no doubt use them freely and without care. Such a paradise was out of reach "Such paradise is unachievable..." sorrow filled Wallace''s voice. "Such paradise can only be achieved by man who value life." I told them of our legal system and use of media to change public opinion. I told them about jails and how people who involved with any part of the legal system make money. I told them of taxes and about our education system. I talked of how any child can go to public school free of charge. I told them that if they have good grades that you could get somwthing called a grant. I told him about my education and how I got 8 years of school paid for. "If we elevate our society then we elevate ourselves to get a step closer to paradise..." All three men had resolute faces. | | | | As we approached my ship the 3 men and few hundred men behind them stared at it wide eyed. It made of materials not known to them and it was bigger than any ship that they have ever seen. They pestered me about allowing them onboard so I let them I under the condition that they didn''t touch anything. As we approached I saw a figure step out of the yatch. He looked at me with disbelief and confusion. "Good to see you Yuri I said. I''ve tried to get back sooner but I got injured and then captured. Sorry for taking so long." "...You....You left me for dead and now you come back with an army?..Where are the other? Are they hid-" "The other are dead!" I interrupted "..or they soon wished that they were..." I finished in quiet bitterness. He looked at me with disbelief. ".....No way..." his words almost didn''t come out "..what...happened" I could see he was ready to talk and I explained him all the event that transpired thus far." . I...I see" he said gloomily. "Well, were stuck here" Yuri didn''t understand Celtic so I spoke to him in russian "Then it seems that were stuck here"......he said "I wonder what they''re saying back home...world renounce Doctor and his team of researchers left for Bermuda Triangle only to never been heard from again...." He had a sad face. "We''re not dead yet" I consoled him. "We can still change the world...Just think, religion has prosecuted any scientists who contridicted the church with his finding. They have stalled human progression for over a thousand years. We can change that. The man behind me is as I''ve said before William Wallace. I have already sown the seed of the modern utopia in his am his men''s mind. We have a chance to really do something that will matter. By stopping religion we could stop future conflict. "......" Yuri just listened in silence "we should tell them the whole truth then. It would be too suspicious if we don''t leave for home after a while" The three man just sat there on the couch quietly waiting for us to finish talking. All three of them couldn''t believe how luxurious the seat was and I would often see them feeling the couch. "I have to tell you three something" I turned my attention towards them. They looked at me with curiosity "I have spoked the whole truth and I have not lied. However" I continued "I have not told you the whole truth. "I''m actually here to help develop a country." I did not lie. Yuri met my words with shock. "Do you know do you know such individuals?" I asked already knowing how they will respond. "Why you''re looking at him" one of them quickly said. Wallace was about to interject but he got caught off by the other man before he could protest. "Currently we are suffering under tyranny so if you want to help a developing country to build great relationship with yours it would be a great start to help us. This would be especially good for long term relationship which I''m sure you are planning to build. " "That settles that then" I said. I took a piece of paper and started to write a contract on it. At its time a man''s word equalled his worth. If I have a written documents to record that someone game me their word then they will be less likely to break it. After I wrote out the contract I had them sign it and put their own respective seals. "Ok, then" I said with a big smile on my face "from now on were freinds" "Be the change that you wish to see in the world." -Mahatma Gandhi chapter 5 The Harbinger "I remember a passage from a Hindu text; Vishnu, in an attempt to try to convince the prince to do his princely duties took on his multi-armed form and said "Now I have become death the destroyer of worlds"" -J. Robert Oppenheimer --------------- I know this is a dream....I''ve dreamt this dream a thousand times. This dream was like a flame and like a moth I''m drawn to it, forsaking common sense. My mother and I were dining at the dinner table. We were talking about something I could never recall. She smiled and drank the water next to her. I then noticed a cup next to me. I followed my mother''s lead and picked up the cup. At that moment the scene around me flashed and became a bit darker. I was too busy enjoying the time with my mother to notice. I put the cup to my lips and I drank it Flicker. The reality around me flashed in static. "Is there anything wrong" I heard my mother say "N-no mother" I said hesitantly. I didn''t want to worry her with my unease I picked the cup again and I drank. This time the whole image around me distorted and I heard a faint whisper "wake up..." Shook my head with closed eyes to dispelled this vision. "wake up.." I heard again. I looked up at my mother again. The scene around me has changed drastically but I was too cough up in my feelings to notice. "Huh? Did you say something" I asked looking up at my mother. "You need to wake up" she said. "Huh?" I was confused "Or do you want to stay in this stagnant hell" I looked around and I was filled with horror. The floor was flooded with at least 3 inches of blood. Bodies of man women and children floated about in the pool of blood. All had distorted horrified faces. I looked back in my cup and I noticed it too was filled with blood with severed fingers and eyeballs floating about in it like some sick, twisted cocktail. I wanted to throw up. "W-What is this!" I yelled hystericaly while trying to stand up. I looked up at my mother who now had missing eyes with blood trickling out of her eye sockets. It''s as if she was crying. "This is a nightmare you created" she answered "I''ve created?" I was too horrified to comprehend anything. "Now wake up!" The bodies all around me clung on to me with a death grip. I tried to pull free but there were too many hands pulling me down. I disappeared into the red abyss "Wake up!" I opened my eyes and I saw yuri. "What''s going on?" I said after I looked at what time it was. Yesterday I finished the final repairs to the power system. William Wallace and his two advisors Rowell Braveheart; his military advisor and James Wallace; his political advisor pestered me about riding my boat back. They took 20 men with them and sent the rest of the soldiers back. We spent few hours traveling up river to a village hidden by a dense forest which was their base operations. Which brings us to our current events "An-an attack....they''re killing everyone." "WHERE?" I quickly stood up walking towards the weatherdeck. "Just right off the starboard bow." He quickly followed after me. When I walked out I noticed screams penetrate the still night air. I quickly ran to the railing and saw a village. There were men in plain leather armor gathering up all the villagers and killing anyone attempting to flee Fury filled my heart and I let out a part of me that I try to keep hidden. Yuri noticed and he cautiously took a step back. He knew that look. He seen it only once. This is how I remained the leader of the gang even though Yuri was clearly a better fighter. That day some kid careless insulted my mother and my father.....he was never able to walk again. "Yuri.." I said with an Ice cold tone. Where is Wallace and his men? "All but him dove in to the water when they saw what was going on. He pointed at the skinny fellow who name was James Wallace. He was William Wallace''s political advisor. He was watching the scene with grave worry. "haven''t seen them since." Yuri finished "Good." I said. "That''s exactly the reason why I chose him. Otherwise I''d have killed him already." Yuri gave me a quizzical look. He didn''t know that the people who murdered our comrades were his men. "Yuri, aim all of our communication devices at groups of enemies and suppress their movements. Make sure you don''t aim it near anything that you''re not planning to fry" Yuri knew the yatch''s system inside and out and he should have no problem "Pull the boat in closer to shore" I instructed "I don''t want to waste my energy and time swimming." Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.He pulled in about 20 yards from the river bank and I jumped in. When I made to the shore I quickly ran when I saw 3 soldiers chasing a mother holding her 3 year old son While running I quickly got my gun out and shot. The first bullet struck one of the attackers just below the knee causing both of his legs to be blow off. The second bullet hit another man in the chest causing it to disintegrate. his upper body parts flew in every direction. The third bullet just missed his head but because it was a proxi-timed charge it detonated next to his head causing it to blow off. As I ran up the woman quickly ran away from me in terror back to the town as if something even worse just showed up. "Wait!" I tried to call them back with stretching out my hand. At that moment few arrows flew from out the village killing the woman and the child she was holding. I saw about 10 men walking towards the corpse laughing and joking. 3 of them had a bow. "Godless scum.." one of the attackers said as he walked up to the corpse and kicked her head to make sure she was dead. "FUCKING BASTARDS!!" my voice exploded. My roar startled the attackers who all looked up at me. I took my gun and aimed. I''ve got 6 bullets left. When they saw me do that they began to point at me and crack jokes. Before one of them could finish his joke, two gunshots rang through the air. Their laughs soon turned into screams as the first bullet went in between the 2 attacker''s head causing them to be blown to pieces. The others who were now covered in their buddy''s brains looked at where they heard the splatter. Their eyes fell on 2 headless corpses that slumped to the ground. Their humor turned to fear and panic overtook them. They couldn''t comprehend what just happened. For all they knew, I was using magic. Another shot rung through the air and this time they saw it. The remaining archers arm got disintegrate. (Now he cant continue useing the bow) I began my charge. I picked up 2 swords from the ground as I quickly closed the distance. They were too dumbstruck to notice me in time. I went low cutting across his stomach. I qick reached in and pulled out the man''s intestines even as he fell to the ground. Without loosing a step I continued to the next one. I wrapped his buddy''s intestines around his neck and I strangled him in from of everyone''s eyes. "M-monster!" One of them yelled snapping out of their stupor. "A monster am I? Then monster I will be.." They all looked at me in confusion. "What? you dont know how to play thid game?... This is the part where you you RUN!" I gave chase and brutally murder the rest of them. It soon started to rain. I looked up at the sky, letting the rain wash some of the blood off of my face (Yes, I''m a monster..) I thought to myself I noticed some movement in the corner of my eye and I turned my head to see what it was. It was William Wallace with about 15 men. They looked like they were just in the battle and some had 2nd degree burns on their exposed skin. (Guess Yuri saved them with some collateral damage) I looked at their burns again. They saw my figure and mutilated bodies that surrounding me. They said nothing as they approached me. They were weary of me and I couldn''t blame them. I turned and headed for the village with them in tow. Wallace and his men fanned out killing any invader they came across As I entered the town square I noticed 3 large cages filled with people around a large building. Yells and moans could be heard coming out of the building (It seems like someone enjoys torture) I thought as I slowly aproach a man who was pulling a female by her hair towards the large building "No! Dont take my mommy" heard a little girl call out to her mother while crying behind the cage. (This attack was definitely ment to draw Wallace out by torturing and murdering the whole village.) I concluded The attacker didn''t notice me aproach from behind as I chopped him in the neck while walking by. As he slumped over I grabbed the back of his collar and dragged him along into the building. By now Wallace and his men finished sweeping the small village and they slowly fell in behind me as I entered the building The scent of sweat, sex and blood hit my nose and Pained moans and screams could be heard farther in I settled in calm anger and said. "SPREAD OUT...I WANT ALL OF THEM ALIVE" "And he said; I''ve come clad in darkness because you worship light. I am the harbinger and I''ve come bringing death and destruction upon thee You who spread despair shall know it''s full depths. And all of creation will trembling when they see the consequences of thine folly" -Unknown Chapter 6 "Stars can''t shine without darkness" -Unknown Wallace''s men rescued everyone and rounded up the perpetrators. There were some fatalities but it was unavoidable. I relinquish the men who raped the girls to the townsfolk after I cut off their dicks and cauterized their wounds with a hot iron. As for the torturer.....well he will be tortured He was tied to a chair. On each side of him were sharp blades and needles. This was so that if he squirmed in pain he will only be met by more pain. I gagged him of course because I didn''t want to get a headache from hearing him scream. His fingers hands and arms were strapped to the arm rests of the chair. I had the chair itself secures to the stone floor so that it won''t get toppled over He had a terrified face as I aproach him. "Do you know?" I started. "Finger tips are the most sensitive bones in the body.....the sense of touch could be a powerful thing..." I continued as I took out a scalpel and tweezers. "Let me demonstrate" I said while cutting at his finger. I removed the skin from his index finger with the scalpel. He cringed at the pain. His head was fixed in the down ward position so that he saw what I was doing After I removed the skin I went on to the muscle fibers. I took my time removing them with the tweezers. "The best part about using the fingers is that you don''t have to worry about someone bleeding out." I said as I removed the last bit of the flesh from his index finger. The whole time he was trying to yell from the pain and now he was exhausted. It''s been 20 minutes since I started "This is where the fun truely begins" I said with an evil grin as I cauterized his exposed flesh with a hot iron. I took out the scalpel and carved a tiny hash mark on his finger tip. This caused him to almost pass out. "The density of feeling receptors on our finger tips is 2,500 per cm squares....It is the densest area of receptors in the whole body...." I said as I made another hashmark. After spending 30 minutes carving, I ran out of space on that finger tip. It was an incredible ballance work to keep him from dying from the pain. When there was no room to carve anymore the ex-torturer looked relieved thinking I was done. "Oh man..." I said playfully. "I ran out of room...I took a clever and chopped off his carved finger "looks like I have to move to the next one" I said with a grin as I places the scalpel on the next finger "9 more to go...." His face filled with dispare as he screamed his silent scream The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement. ----------- The next day I hand all the bodies burned to prevent disease from being spread. Some of the bodies like the torturer who now had no fingers left were alive. He didn''t even peep a sound even as his body engulfed in flames. His mind was completely shattered. The next day we held a meeting with the survivors. They all seemed to be scared of me at this point but because of William Wallace they decided to come with us to the stronghold. It was not safe for them to stay in their village. Another raid will be likely They were amazed when they saw my boat. They stared at it with curiosity and disbelief. To avoid being followed from shore, we dove underwater with the yatch. Everyone was at a disbelief. Even Wallace was at a loss of words. "To think a ship can sail underwater....." I heard someone murmur We arived to our stronghold without a hitch. We were met with oos and aas. I was completely exhausted so I went straight to bed. I heard a party start as I fell asleep The next day I had Wallace and his men gather all the builders and crafts men They sat in order of their craft Stone mason sat to the farthest right followed by carpenters which followed by blacksmiths I write out how to make reinforced concrete and I gave the plans to the stone masons. They looked at it in shock. "I want you to gather men and begin to lay this down in the streets. At the same time I want you to construct a wall around this stronghold. Use long Iron rods to reinforce the concrete. Get with the carpenters to have them build you forms to start your work." I then drew out semantics and handed it to the blacksmiths "This is a cannon that far surpasses anything available right now. It has rifled berrel wich will substantially increase its accuracy and the round itself is curved cone shape to increase its range. The berrel itself is longer and it''s loaded from the back to increase its reloading speed." It looked like WW2 artillery The carpenters will assist the stone masons for now All the craftsmen were speechless and they looked over the plans with vigor. "We cannot stay here stagnant. No doubt our enemies are planning to make their next move and we will meet them with force" "Let your dreams be bigger than your fears and your actions louder than your words" -Unknown Chapter 7 yuris journal I''ve known Alex for a long time. Ever since I first met him when he was 7 years old I had marveled at his cunning which was only surpassed by his savagery. I don''t think I could ever beat him in a serious fight. When fighting his friends or even enemies he never went all out. He himself was scared of what might happen. I remember like it was yesterday when he smashed the knee caps of another kid. He made a huge mistake and insulted his mother. It wasn''t uncommon for children to have sad stories coming into the orphanage but his was especially so. In 1 day he has lost all that he love and knew. His brother, his sister, his mother and his hated father. He lost his reason for love and hate. A lesser person would have probably committed suicide Back then he lived his life with reckless abandon and I would often think that he would grow up to be some mafia head. But he got adopted randomly I got booted out of the orphanage when I turned 16. By that time my friend Ivan who was already in the mob bought me a car and offered me a spot. While in the mob I quickly moved up the ranks because I made my name known as the best hitman money could buy. During that time Ivan began his grab for power. Ivan said that he was motivated by me. He wanted us to be on an equal footing like old times back in the orphanage. In his struggle for power he killed the wrong person. He was the son of Nikolai Surgeyev who was one of the head figures in the mob. Ivan seemed to have made alot of enemies and I was instructed by 3 heads to kill him. I didn''t have a choice. This has haunted me to this day. I wanted out of the mob, out if all the killing. So I made a plan to befriend the 3 heads. Years later I was able to retire. I made a business based on individual investment. My business boomed because alot of people in Russia had lots of ideas but no money. I even started a program to better help the orphaned kids. I would hire mentors who were successful in their own fields and sent them to the orphanages to pick out promising students. I warned these students that what they are getting isn''t free and they will have to pay me back. Nobody has ever disagree to my terms. Most of the students became successful and those who didn''t would work for me as a mentor who would pay off his debt if he brings me a successful candidate. Having been in this business for a while I have grown fond of human development. I started educating my self on all sorts of matters. I remember a quote from Friedrich Nietzsche "On the mountains of truth you can never climb in vain: either you will reach a point higher up today, or you will be training your powers so that you will be able to climb it tomorrow. The more I learned the more I saw a name pop up that I have long forgotten Alexie Borisov. He even shares the same face. I have been fascinated by his genius. This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. One day this fellow who was colleges with Doctor Borisov came and asked my organization for finances for his research. I knew that Doctor Borisov was fiends with this man so I gave him a condition. I didn''t think he would actually pull it off. When I met Doctor Borisov he called out my name. Can it be? Really? He was him. To think fate could be so kind. I though that I lost all of my old friends Everything went smoothly until that fateful day. In the wheelhouse something strange happened. After the cloud inveloped us a grey yellowish hue enveloped the captain. It was like an outline of him. Then like someone cut the power to the TV he vanished in that out line''s center. I notice it started to envolope me and I saw the helmsman running toward me before I disappeared. I was falling throu the electromagnetic fog and then I felt something strike my head. I blacked out When I came to I was by my self in one of the rooms in the yatch. They left me....He left me.....No, It to be expected I haven''t seen him in nearly 30 years... The second day a group of men stumbled upon the yatch. They wanted it for themselves and attempted to kill me. It was hard work and I suffered few cut but I finally managed to kill them. Few days later he arived leading a small army. I was infuriated. He was playing war while I was fighting for my survival. How foolish and selfish I was. Everyone that we came with died.........Alex explained everything to me and I was suprised and happy. To think I would meet William Wallace himself. The next day there was a commotion. A village was under the attack. Wallace and his men immediately jumped off and swam to shore to engage the attackers. The attackers fled and they followed. After few attempts I finally woke up Alex. When he saw the scene he permeated with blood lust. He was as cold as ice and sharp like a razor. I''ve never seen anything so savage. He was like a child plain in gore. A had a wide smile on his face as he cut out a man''s intestines and strangled another man with it....Madness He mutilated all the attackers accused of rape and personally tortured the torturer. When he finally went to be his eyes looked lifless and he himself looked exhausted. I heard him mumbled to himseld "..death..lighter than a feather....duty heavier than the mountain" At that moment I truely understood his intention. There are many more hart aches to come. We all must do what we must. Doing what we want isn''t a luxury anymore. I steeled myself. Yes, duty heavier than a mountain