The Hidden Treasure of Darkness: The Omni Chronicles

By Betty Croy

Professor Markus Kellow was the first to suspect that the anomalous energy burst the Stargazer Observatory intercepted was of such significance that he set out with nothing more than a Geiger counter to confront the aliens he suspected were located in a mountain range near Area 51.

Now, fifty years later, after another energy signature is captured by the observatory, Simon Forrest sets out on his own investigation to discover what dreaded creatures could be lurking within walking distance of his home.

Deep within the mountain range, Simon discovered a strange woman, Kai'alla, who told him that she was guarding the most coveted treasure the whole of mankind could imagine. But Simon found that discovering who this ancient woman really was turned out to be the most coveted secret mankind could imagine.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Mar 1, 2004
• ISBN: 9780595761036

Betty Croy

Biblical Archeologist, Betty Croy is the author of the new Millennium series, The Omni Chronicles. As a native Floridian, Betty loves the sun and spends leisure hours on the tennis courts. ?Biblical research is my hobby,? she says. ?Especially ancient history.? Visit the website (www.omnichronicles) to see the scientific evidence that ?started it all?.

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All Rights Reserved © 2004 by Betty Croy

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The story of an Omni having possession of a Throne is purely fictional, as are the characters portrayed in this novel.

Any resemblance to mortals is purely coincidental, however, the description of immortals is fairly accurate. Cover Art by Pat Smith of Revelations Illustrated.

ISBN: 0-595-31285-3

ISBN: 978-0-5957-6103-6 (ebk)

Contents

Foreword

Acknowledgments

Introduction

The Omni Chronicles

< Seventy Five >

Epilogue

Afterword

Conclusions

Notes

The Hidden Treasure of Darkness

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The Omni Chronicles

An ancient rebellion overshadows our world

When the name of the Most High God begins to disappear from the hearts of men, that is when the Prophets appear!

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H. H. Halley

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The Hidden Treasure of Darkness

Whisper Dark Words

Tina discovers the secrets of the Devil’s Triangle

The Sea Dragon

Markus faces his greatest nemesis—the antichrist

Atlantica

Kali remembers the ‘land of old’

Shadows of Twilight

LeAnn is seeing ghosts

Valley of Ghosts

Nevelyn meets the Angel of Death

Tamara

Tammy unlocks the secret of the sphinx

Whirlwind of Angels

Markus finds a magical portal in heaven

The Yeshuans

Simon’s intense journey to save a lost world

Sea of Glass

The Throne resides on a crystal mountain

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Π Immortals

Omni

Megaleios was once the Ruling Shepherd of a thriving civilization fully devoted to God, until rebellion erupted and destruction came on swift wings.

Kalos opposed Megaleios from the beginning of his association with Lucifer, but his naive spouse, Kai’Alla, could not imagine that their world was in any danger until God turned the planet upside down and left her with nothing but memories of ‘the world that was’.

Dioko (Trader) is in hot pursuit of the Throne of Glory that Lucifer lost during the rebellion.

Angels

Lucifer thought he had everything under control. He gathered his armies in preparation to assault heaven and realize his greatest aspirations of becoming ‘god’.

Throne of Glory waits patiently for his new ruler to claim him. With all of prophecy resting in his lap, he has no choice but to obey whomever should discover him and command his services. If anyone becomes aware of the power of the Throne, they could use it to take over the world!

Mut Hanan, the Angel of Death.

Ω Mortals

Simon Forrest was an unlikely candidate to save the world from an invading race of immortal tyrants. When he stormed out of the Stargazer Observatory to trace an anomalous signal, he imagined himself becoming famous and wealthy but never expected his purely scientific expedition to blaze a path straight into the lair of an ancient evil.

Sylvia Kincaid has grave misgivings about the strange signal Simon intercepted, but her warning only seems to intensify the young man’s precarious search into the unknown.

Professor Markus Kellow retired from the Stargazer Observatory where Simon now works, took up lecturing and teaching Hebrew at the University nearby and had given up his search for the archaic race. Then Sylvia called and warned him that Simon was headed his way with a print out of a ‘phantom signal’ and he realized it was time to settle an old score.

Tina Rollins a promising student of Botany has her sights set on Simon and accepts a position at the Stargazer Observation just to be near him.

Foreword

The Hidden Treasure is the first in a new Millennium series of fiction novels that takes you all the way back to the beginning, letting you take a peak into God’s secret past, and see what He has planned for the future.

Acknowledgments

Research reveals that it was Plato who introduced Atlantis to the world. His account described a ‘race of gods’ in control of an ancient civilization on Earth several thousand years before the dawn of mankind.

Plato’s account was detailed down to the names of these ‘gods’ and where they lived.

Later after humanity began to spread across the world, these ‘gods’ became aggressive and were even cruel to man, demanding human sacrifice (even the death of innocent babies) to appease them.

As the story goes, God sank their continent in one day and one night.

—Josephus, Jewish Historian

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Introduction

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The Stargazer Observatory, established in September of 1949, sits high on a hill with nothing but an empty desert stretching for miles around.

Its mission is to search for signs of extraterrestrial life in the heavens (or even closer-in the skies over the Roswell UFO crash site).

Professor Markus Kellow hired a Lab Technician, Miss Sylvia Kincaid and the Board of Directors, Chairman Mr. Everett Manton began his watchful vigil over the team who, unbeknownst to him, would discover secrets hidden for millennia in the mountain range, within a few short miles of the Observatory.

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W hoa! Simon stared incredulously at the graph he held in his hand and absently pushed his chair away from his computer desk. Have you ever seen anything like this?

What have you got? Martin asked in his normal, light manner.

I wanted to see just what this computer program is capable of. I set the parameters of this electroscope to detect full spectrum analysis of ionic energy. He offered Martin the computerized graph. And take a look at this spike!

Hummph. Martin grunted, as though he was unimpressed, as he passed it along.

Barry scrutinized the graph as Simon explained. The electroscope picked up that energy burst but dropped the signal before the equipment could record the downside of the spike.

I can see that. Barry handed Stuart the scroll of graph paper whose normal data looked like mountain peaks, but this reading was only the upside of a gigantic mountain with the other side mysteriously blank.

These things happen. Stuart said, as he stretched and tried to suppress a yawn.

I had the electroscope in perfect alignment. It held the signal all the way up to its peak, but it wasn’t able to detect anything beyond that. It’s like this energy burst just disappeared in mid-cycle. Simon was completely exasperated and looked to Sylvia for support.

Sounds like the same anomaly Markus encountered. Sylvia said with surprise, then she wished she had kept quiet.

Sylvia was the Senior Technician assigned to the Observatory with Professor Markus Kellow on the day he received a signal similar to the one Simon was holding. How could this same signal reoccur all these years later, after it had been all but forgotten?

That wasn’t really true. Professor Kellow had never forgotten his ‘invisible bolt of energy from a clear, blue sky’. And no one was ever able to convince him that there were no profound implications to be discovered.

The spikes’ significance was entirely in the eye of the beholder and, just as Markus was ensnared long ago, so was Simon now.

Sylvia quickly made an effort to invalidate its worth. I remember when Professor Kellow’s equipment intercepted the same sort of anomaly. He missed our first annual luncheon because he wouldn’t leave his work station. We… She waved a hand toward the other staff members and chided Simon in a motherly fashion. attributed it to a malfunction. So, don’t get carried away.

Yeah, take it from the voice of experience. Martin said in a patronizing manner.

Sylvia didn’t even return the good-natured banter, rather she hoped Simon took Martin’s comment to heart.

As she looked down at the graph he held, she realized that the phantom signal had indeed reappeared. Not only did it signify something diabolical was afoot, it was the onset of trouble for whoever chose to pursue it. Sylvia was deep in thought about how she could confuse the data. No one would believe her if she said they would be avoiding a world of trouble to just let it go.

Barry noted Sylvia’s apparent discomfort with the computer graph. She was tugging at her lab coat as if it was too small. Sure, it was unusual for the observatory to intercept such extreme recordings but it seemed she was trying to defuse Simon’s interest before a preliminary analysis could even be formed.

For the sake of scientific comparison, why don’t you refer to the Professor’s records and see if the printouts match. Martin offered, even though he was not aware that Professor Kellow had intercepted any such signal until Sylvia mentioned it.

Couldn’t hurt. Simon agreed.

Sylvia almost sighed aloud as she fidgeted nervously with the clip that held her silver-blond hair neatly in place.

Not if you don’t mind dusting off records that are almost thirty years old. Barry said sarcastically. He was skeptical that even if there were some scientific value in the comparison, Simon would be able to assess its worth.

Consider it research. If it’s corroborating evidence, the possibilities could outweigh the effort. Martin stated for encouragement.

Dr. Simon Forrest had been on staff less than a year. Simon had explained to the Board of Director for Stargazers that his passion for exploration went beyond casual interest and what he lacked in experience, he made up for with his ‘sharp eye for details’.

They tested him by showing him one of Sylvia’s negatives of a distant galaxy and asked if he saw anything interesting. He spontaneously pointed out the intriguing aspects found on the slide, which qualified him for Stargazers’ state of the art Planetary Detection Project.

As soon as Simon was assigned a computer, he installed his own modified software in the network and began his tedious search of the heavens.

Since planets emit no light of their own, a telescope can’t see them. To make up for the inability to detect planets around other suns visually, Simon installed an overlay of spectrographic imaging that recorded electromagnetic pulses, which studies show would have been emitted from a planet its entire life span. Those pulses were now being recorded in color contrasted against the background noise. Mr. Manton, Chairman of the Board of Directors was impressed. He checked in on Simon regularly to view his progress.

Sylvia could see the effect of this new challenge and knew that Simon would scrutinize all the evidence in his effort to determine the source of the anomaly.

Barry noted that Sylvia’s tension became even more evident when everyone began to laugh and make light of the stroke of luck that Simon claimed would make him famous.

Sylvia? Martin prodded her into an uncomfortable laugh. He couldn’t understand why she would throw cold water on their amusement. It was Martin’s firm opinion that laughing was the best solution to the tension which built up from everyone having to live in such close quarters.

During the day they all worked on the top floor of the observatory and at night they utilized the basement section as living quarters. Given the fact that direct observations could be required on short notice, it was the most convenient arrangement.

Barry pretended not to notice Sylvia’s intense turmoil when Simon asked where he could locate Professor Kellow’s old records. She handed him the key to the storage room, but frowned as she turned away, unaware she was being observed.

Simon, there are more sophisticated files we could add to your existing program. Stuart proposed.

To expand the parameters of what the equipment can do. Martin added.

To keep from forfeiting future data. Barry said.

Good idea, Stuart. Martin nodded.

Simon agreed, but left immediately to locate the archives.

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S imon felt sure that Professor Kellow’s records would confirm if any further research was warranted.

He unlocked the door and switched on the light to the dimly lit room. He took a moment to figure out the filing system and then set about locating the records.

If the two spikes match, I think I’ll ask Professor Kellow for his opinion on the sporadic nature of the signal. Twenty five years is a long time though and Sylvia thinks it’s a waste of time. He rambled as he tugged on the box.

I suppose she could be right. He said as he rubbed his chin absently.

Simon. Sylvia said so quietly that it startled him. Its just me. Sylvia said as she stepped into the small room. She pressed passed him and looked over the files that she herself had carefully catalogued. Over thirty five years ago, with an almost entirely different staff, Professor Kellow opened the Stargazer Observatory here in New Mexico. I already lived in Las Cruces, so Desert Sands was only a stone’s throw away.

You and Professor Kellow worked together all this time? Simon assumed.

Mostly. He resigned once, but returned later. And, after thirty years of stargazing, he retired.

He’s still a consultant, I hear.

Yes. Some of us think he’s a valuable asset to this facility. She smiled.

Let me get that for you. Simon offered as she identified a certain box.

Found it. Simon pulled out a computer binder tabbed 1955 research records for Dr. Markus Kellow.

Let’s see, where is September? She thumbed through it. Here it is. She handed him the binder.

Wow, this is not what I expected to find. The original has been replaced with a copy. He sputtered loudly.

Really? She was also surprised.

Maybe my assessment of Professor Kellow was premature. Simon said aloud when he should have kept his thoughts to himself.

Markus Kellow is a brilliant scientist. She rebuked his comment. And a fine, upstanding man as well.

I’m sure he is. Simon tried to soothe her ruffled feathers.

Thanks for your help. He said in view of her silence and realized that she obviously felt more for Professor Kellow than she was willing to admit.

Simon had only briefly met him before he retired but was intrigued to find that Professor Kellow taught classes on several subjects ranging from astronomy to Hebrew at the University. Simon still intended to take one of his courses in either pulsars or infrared space research in an effort to expand his basic theories about locating new planets.

Sylvia copied the data and when she turned to hand it to Simon, he said, I think I’m going to give Professor Kellow a call.

She nodded and returned the binder to the closet shelf and locked the door.

There was no question now that he wanted to meet with the Professor to discuss the log entry but logic dictated that he run a diagnostic comparison on the signals first, just in case more questions arose.

As Simon waited for the computer to analyze the statistics he sat quietly reflecting on what a match of the results could mean.

What if something exceptional is about to surface? I will be famous.

If it did lead to fame and fortune, how would that affect his future?

He envisioned a shopping spree for his parents. They were the best and he made certain his sister, Patricia knew it every time she went through that phase of wanting to run her own life while she was still too young to know how. It was the least he could do in return for the sacrifices they made to put him through college.

But his smiled faded to a deep frown as he debated what course of action to follow with Professor Kellow.

Just the substitution of the original records makes me suspicious. After all, a copy won’t support my evidence. He said with a huff but his anxiety was tempered by the fact that Sylvia thought Professor Kellow was beyond reproach.

Surely Professor Kellow will have a suitable explanation for the substitution. For a fleeting moment, he wondered if Professor Kellow had kept the original thinking to need it some day.

He turned immediately when he heard the printer come alive.

He double checked the results and exclaimed, Yes! when he found the graphs had enough similarities to be considered, "a match".

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S imon jumped into his truck and stuffed the graph onto the seat beside him. He pulled onto the pavement and quickly summoned his courage.

As he drove through the desert his tensions dissolved into curiosity. He was relieved that Professor Kellow had sounded interested in his offer to drive out to his home and examine the graph that very evening.

Before long a villa came into view, silhouetted against the mountains. As he pulled onto the gravel driveway, lined with young oaks, he noted the small forest on the right and a fenced pasture on the left. Simon could see smoke billowing from the chimney. Professor Kellow’s choice of location for retirement was a villa close to town but far enough away to allow privacy. There was snow on the mountain tops and clouds were floating idly across the evening sky.

Simon knocked on the door, then looked around curiously when he heard a mule braying at him.

He tapped his fingers impatiently as he reasoned that Professor Kellow must have purposefully stayed within easy driving distance of the lab.

Professor Kellow?

Yes, Dr. Forrest, come in. Markus offered in a friendly manner.

Please, just Simon. He was trying to be disarming before broaching a subject that might terminate their potential friendship before it began, not to mention reprisal from the lab.

Tell me, how is a young fellow like you adapting to the isolation? Kellow said, attempting to make polite conversation in return.

Sylvia had informed him the young man had intercepted a signal of similar magnitude, much in the same way he had so long ago. She warned him that Simon was already carried away by it, but he couldn’t imagine anyone being as drastically affected by it as he had been.

"Actually, I have lived around here all my life.