Fire - Betrayal (24 page)

I
returned to my place of solace.  Plans filled my head.  I would rest now, and wake at dawn, ready to begin the Warrior’s mission to save Une Autre Terre, and ready for my quest for freedom.

The Abyss

I was curled up in the fetal position
, alone and empty.

I
was fighting for courage to continue my life without Ben, but I was losing.  I was sure that this empty old farmhouse, out in the middle of nowhere, would be my final resting place.  It didn’t matter anyway, my family believed that I had died in the house fire sometime ago.

My
life didn’t matter………

I
had no tears left, my tear ducts were exhausted and dry.

I
had no voice left.  It had left my days ago from incessant screaming at the pain in my heart.

I
had no energy left.  It had left me during the enduring, tough return to the Earth.

My
life didn’t matter ……….

Sleep found
me, and I didn’t want to wake up ….ever…...

The Journey of the Portals

Early morning solar rays
filtered down through the canopy of the expansive rainforest.  A beam of light radiated Ben’s face as though he were an angel.

He awoke, rested and peaceful, empowered to start the process towards the ending of his bondage to Une Autre Terre. He arose glorifying his Maker, asking for assistance in his mission to save His creation, asking for His will to be done.

Before returning to the village, Ben journeyed to The Magnificent Tree, and feasted on the lime green esprit fruit for his mind, the purple coeur fruit for his heart, the bright red coniance en soi fruit for his self-confidence, and the red and yellow santé fruit for optimum health.

He was ready.

Gathering the six Terreans, who were loyally waiting for him, Ben led them to the industrialized area of the parallel world.  It was run efficiently and effectively using very little fossil fuel, and having very little refuse to pollute their beautiful world.  Much thought had gone into protecting their world from the destructive forces of pollution, and they were succeeding with their technology.  From the village, it appeared that the Une Autre Terreans were a very primitive race, but from an industrial view, they were an advanced civilization.

Sitting at a round metal table in an open hanger, the Warrior spoke with authority to his six partisans, offering them the chance again to withdraw from the mission, if they felt that they could not meet the high expectations placed upon them.  None left, their devotion to the cause and to the Great Warrior second to none.

The six partisans listened adeptly as Ben spoke of the mission and the plan that had become blindingly obvious to him as he was on his self-imposed solitude.

“It is written that Une Autre Terre is to be saved from invasion and devastation from
Earth beings, and that I, as the Warrior will stop this event from occurring.

It seems obvious, that the only way for
Earth and our parallel world to meet is through the entry of the portals.  I know of no other way for a collision of our worlds.  With this in mind, the solution to the problem of invasion is simply closing the portals.

But, as you are well aware, we have no control over the opening and closing of the gateways. Our challenge therefore, is to find a means of gaining control over the operation of the portals, so that no human may ever enter into our world again.

We must discover the energy behind the portals, harness this energy in some way, and then devise a system of control.  We also must discover how many portals there are leading to the Earth, so that every possible angle for Earth people to enter our world are dealt with precision, and perfection.  Our methods must be a fail safe, secure defense for Une Autre Terre.

Let us discuss everything that we know about the portals, trying to find patterns, similarities, and maybe differences, or even occurrences with our experiences with the portals.”

The Great Warrior and his six partisans discussed in great detail everything that they knew about the portals, creating a very comprehensive list which they used to assess elements that they could hypothesis about and test.

The portals behaved the same way in every circumstance, except one – the portal at the old Farmhouse.  It had been free to enter and leave their world at their free will, until the very last time that
Ben had entered it with them.

The
y recalled how they could not enter the portal until Ben arrived, and that it was the opal seeds that were concealed in his backpack that had the ultimate effect on the portal.  So they concurred that the opal seeds were a significant factor in the control of at least that portal.  But would the opal seeds work for the other portals?

They
needed to start their investigations of one, where exactly all of the portals were located, and two, to take the opal seeds with them and test them out on all of the portals as we came across them.

They
must also keep a precise journal of their findings, not missing any information, no matter how insignificant it may seem, collating their documentations to design portal exit and re-entry control systems.

The task was huge, and required attention to fine detail, and
Ben was the perfect person for the mission.

He
planned scrupulously for the journey ahead, ensuring that he had the twenty-one opal seeds with hims, and his solar energy laptop computer to record every detail of the findings.

The journey had begun.  It was the beginning of a new chapter in
Ben’s life.  The chapter titled “The Warrior”.

Ben stood in the middle of the village waiting for his six companions to meet him. 
He was early, he had to be. He was The Warrior, their fearless leader.

He
looked out over the teal lake that greeted the village. It was a horseshoe shaped bay. He absorbed its beauty through his eyes, and closed his eyes to internalize the vision.  When he finally and peacefully opened his eyes, he discovered to his shock, that Jacinta was standing there in front of him, smiling widely and affectionately.

“It’s so good to see you again Ben.  I have missed your company desperately.”
Jacinta placed her hand on his arm.  Ben felt nothing from her touch.

“
I know that you are about to start on your mission for a few days, but when you return, I will be waiting for you.  I have planned some good things for you.  Good luck Ben,”
Jacinta said genuinely, and then she stood on the tip of her toes and kissed Ben warmly on the cheek.

Ben felt no inclination to kiss her back.  The feel of her lips on his cheek had no effect on him.  It was
as if a friend were kissing him on departure.  He knew that Jacinta’s feelings were more than a friend.  She was hoping for love, and a life together with Ben.  But, he did not want that, he wanted no part of her.

Ben looked into her eyes and replied, “
Perhaps I will be able to have some time with you when I return from this mission, but I give you no promises.  It depends on what we discover out there.”

Then he nodded his head to her.  Jacinta nodded back, smiling.  Then the six
partisans arrived, ready to commence the beginning of the end of all threats of invasion from the earth people.

Together, they walked off into the rainforest, opposite in the direction to the old farmhouse portal.  They were following Ben, who was following the direction of a gut instinct.

They followed the winding path through the thick rainforest to the deafening waterfall.  Silently they stood and observed the water falling to its shatterdom on the rocks below.  A rainbow appeared as the rays of the sun caught in the mist of the water.  Ben bent over to touch the impossible rainbow, and saw something that he had never seen here before.

Behind the waterfall was a cave, hidden obscurely by the megalitres of water which fell each second of each minute of each day.

Pointing out his find to his companions, they started to search for a way to enter into the cave.  After a considerable time spent searching, they found it.  It was not easy.  The cave was not meant to be easily found.  They had to climb over some very large black boulders that led to a series of unstable stepping stones.  Once they had finished the stepping stones there lay a fallen tree trunk that acted as a bridge to behind the waterfall.

They each edged their way over the uneven tree trunk, careful to maintain their balance, as the ground below was a long way down, and they would be certain to meet their death if they fell.  They were a team, and team members were responsible for each other’s lives.  No one would lose their life on this mission – Ben would make sure of that.

Gathering at the entrance to the cave, they made a plan. They must stay together at all costs.  They had no idea what was in the cave, or where the cave led to.  They had to keep their senses sharply alert to all that was around them.

Ben entered first.  It was dark.  It smelled of wet dirt, but the ground felt hard and even underfoot.  After a while, his eyes adjusted and he could see ahead, and around him.  The cave was wide.  The walls were solid rock, a light brown granite rock. The roof of the cave came to point, forming an arch, the strongest natural structure of any kind, a blessing for them.

Suddenly, the cave came to an abrupt end.  They found themselves in a large dome structure.  They stopped near the centre, where a carved white marble table stood, that held a pure thick glass bowl of water. Strongly gleaming down on the marble table was a bright beam of light.  They all looked up to discover a hole in the top of the dome shaped roof. A hole that was perfect in its circular shape, carved naturally by trillions of droplets of water over the millennia.

The water, in its purest form, fell into the untainted thick glass bowl, which sat in the middle of the white marble table.

Silently the Terreans eyes were drawn down from the dome roof, to the ornate walls of the domed room.  This was not a natural structure, it was a carefully engineered piece of architecture, designed to withstand the most horrendous forces of destruction.

The downward fall of the ceiling and walls became octagonal as they came to meet the sandstone floor.  Each octagonal section had a pointed arched doorway, but with no door. All of the entrances to the doorways were abuzz with energy, each giving off their own distinct colour – the colours of the rainbow, except the doorway through which they had entered from the cave behind the waterfall.

Ben walked near the blue doorway and closed his eyes, concentrating his energy to become one with the energy at the doorway.

“It is a vortex, which means that all of these lead to portals.  Let us document our finding before we decide what course of action to take next.”

Ben recorded the journey on his laptop computer, being very particular to write about absolutely everything including what originally led him to the waterfall in the first place.  When he was confident that he had recorded all of the details possible, he packed away the piece of technology, and turned to his six companions.

“
Ben, without doubt, you were led here to find the portals.  This means that we must enter the vortexes.  But, do we each enter a different vortex, or do we enter the same vortex together?
“Josiah suggested as an open discussion between the companions.

“There is no question.  We enter the same vortex
.  It is imperative.  We must stay together.  Perhaps, when we have figured out the finer details of the vortexes, we will be able to enter different vortexes at the same time.  We must have patience,” Ben offered with his wisdom.  “We will choose the red spectrum.  I will cross the threshold of the vortex first, but attached to you by our hands.  Pull me out after thirty seconds.  I’m going in?”
stated Ben.

The six partisans supported each other as Ben cross
ed-over into the vortex. His entire body disappeared, leaving just his hand exposed outside of the vortex energy spectrum.

Thirty seconds came quickly, and the six
partisans pulled Ben back into the dome.

Appearing perplexed, Ben reported what he had seen, felt and heard.

“As I went through the vortex, I felt very light in body weight.  The other side is solid ground, as in a tunnel, and very dark.  The wind noise rushing through the tunnel is low and audibly bearable.  I did not fear for my life. I did not feel endangered. We must enter each of the other six tunnels as we did this one, so that we can compare them, recording the data as we go.”

The Warrior’s
partisans listened carefully, and did as he suggested.  Each of the vortexes revealed the same tunnel, the same low wind noise rushing through.

Ben meticulously recorded every detail about each of the
vortexes, and then it was time, time for all of them to enter the red vortex together.