Ironstorm

By Robert Blumetti

Ten thousand years in the future humanity has successfully colonized the entire Milky Way galaxy. Humanity has set-up the Galactic Republic to defend their liberty, protect their civilization and secured the peace throughout the galaxy. Unknown to humanity an alien conspiracy from beyond the galaxy has infiltrated their civilization, slowly seizing power by parasitically possessing their bodies and destroying their souls.
Senator Sept Racher has discovered the existence of this alien conspiracy, and seeks to stop it, but before he can he and his wife are killed. His son, Stahl, barely escapes and is rescued by a band of cosmic monks. Stahl grows up to become Lord Racher and is taught by the monks the secret of Vril and how to master its powers. With this power he leads a rebellion dedicated to liberating humanity from the growing tyranny of the alien conspiracy before it is too late.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Mar 29, 2020
• ISBN: 9781716135736

Robert Blumetti

Robert Blumetti has been an elder in the Odinist movement for more than 25 years. He was introduced into the Odinist movement by Robert Zoller, a Godhi with the Rune Gild, and world-renown medieval astrologer, in 1984. During the three years he spent with Zoller, he experienced an epiphany and became a devotee to Odin. Other Gods in which he established a special relationship with during this period of his life are Freyja and Balder. Blumetti is a Rune Master Program with the Denali Institute of Northern Traditions. His fi rst book on the subject of Odinism was, The Book of Balder Rising, which is a complete recitation of the Norse myths and interpretation. In his second book, Vrilology: Th e Secret Science of the Ancient Aryans, he explores the origins of Indo-European spirituality and the pagan religions, tracing their roots back to the Ur-civilization that existed in the Black Sea region, over nine thousand years ago. In his third book, Vril: The Secret to a Successful and Happy Life, which is an introduction to Vrilology. Blumetti is the Vril Master of the Church of Balder Rising located in northern New Jersey, teaches classes on Runes, galdor magic, seither, spa-craft, Vrilology, Norse lore and much more, and is a pioneer in the field of runic physics. Blumetti is also an author of many other books that include science fiction, heroic adventure, alternative histories.

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Ironstorm

Ironstorm

BY

ROBERT BLUMETTI

First Edition Copyright 2005

Second Edition 2020

Published by Scfi-Imperium

ISBN 978-1-71613-573-6

Dedication: For the memory of A, a love lost, but eternal.

1. Prologue

In another reality, in another time, mankind long ago completed their long climb to galactic civilization.  They constructed the most advance civilization in their galaxy.  After ten thousand years of exploration and inter-stellar wars with alien races, they built a civilization of galactic proportion.

When humanity first ventured into space they used generational ships to travel among star systems, making space travel unattractive. The discovery of the Distortion Field Theory led to the creation of the Distortion Field Drive (DFD).  This discovery permitted interstellar space travel across hundreds of thousands of light years in a matter of months, weeks, days and hours, and made possible the colonization of the galaxy.   The DFD cut a slice in the fabric of space-time, setting-up energy fields about the ship, permitting it slide through space, avoiding those natural laws that govern the universe.  Thus the ship was able to travel many times faster then light, because the physical laws of space do not exist within the Distortion Fields.  How fast a ship can travel depends on the level of DFD technology.

Once humanity began to seriously explore the galaxy, with use of the DFD, they eventually explored all 200 billion star systems.  Mankind discovered that just one percent of all star systems contained planets with the right conditions for life to exist.  Of these 2 billion star systems, just one percent contain worlds suitable for colonization by humans without artificial life atmosphere inhabitats.  That meant some 20 million star systems could be colonized.  Added to this number were the hundreds of thousands of other systems containing star bases, mining colonies, military and scientific research stations within artificial habitats.

The dangers humanity faced in the unknown depths of space instilled a burning need for self-rule and independence that manifested itself in great expressions of culture and technology.  Humanity evolved into a race of rugged men and women who refused to retreat in the face of obstacles that would have prevented their trek into space.  They produced visionary leaders, and set up a republic to govern themselves.

Their Galactic Republic was ruled by a Senate and an Assembly.  The Senate's members were made up of the elite of humanity, appointed by the President, with the approval of the Assembly, and held membership for life. The Assembly was larger and represented the citizenry of the millions of inhabited worlds within the Galactic republic.  The President of the Galactic Republic was not chosen by direct popular vote. This was impossible because of the vastness of space and the huge numbers of humans that made up the citizens of the Galactic Republic. Candidates for the Presidency always came from the ranks of the Senate, and they sort confirmation by a majority vote of the members of the Assembly.

The Republic provided the best form of government for the millions of inhabited member worlds.  It permitted them to govern their planetary affairs, leaving the policies of galactic rule to the Republic.  In this way, individuals were also enjoyed a great deal of individual liberty, free from government interference by the Galactic government.  About ninety-nine percent of the people cared little about the Republic, and were preoccupied with the affairs of their own worlds.  Therefore, of the 1.7 trillion humans that inhabited the galaxy, only about seven billion ever traveled beyond their own star system in their lives.

The Republic was ruled by the human race.  Only humans enjoyed the rights of citizenship.  Alien races played no role in the affairs of the Galactic Republic.  Those alien civilizations that blocked human’s colonization of space were destroyed long ago. Only those aliens that represented no threat because of their primitive technology and civilization were permitted to survive in isolation.  The human conquest of space resulted in an arrogant and self righteous sense of their destiny and right to rule.  Self-confidence also permitted them to be generous to those alien races that represented no thret to their colonization, allowing them to live free from interference by humans in their internal affairs, so long as they did not challenge their rule of the galaxy.

After ten thousand years the Republic was at its height.  Humans had just begun colonizing the many globular clusters that orbited beyond the galactic spiral.  They feared no other alien civilization, and their Galactic Republic was defended by a great armada of battle star ships, star destroyers, cosmic carriers and an army of space troopers who could defend them from any possible external attack.  Internal security was maintained by the Rittorian Guard.  They were an elite order of space knights dedicated to safeguarding the Republic against any internal danger.

For seven thousand years, they were the guardians of the social order.  Most of the Senators, who had distinguished themselves with honor, were members of the Rittorian Guard.  Life under the Galactic Republic was good.  But disturbing signs and strange occurances within the highest levels of society concerned some of the most respected citizens.  When these citizens voiced their concern, most people just laughed at them and accused them of paranoia and conspiracy mongering.  The authorities mostly ignored such talk, and ridiculed anyone who claimed to have witnessed such improprieties.   But suspicions grew and the fear continued to spread.

Chapter One

Heima was known as the blue planet because of the deep blue oceans comprising 80% of its surface.  Heima was a lovely world, and its citizens were proud of the society they made for themselves there.  The planet was home too over one hundred and forty million humans, living in eleven large cities and several thousand smaller cities and towns.  Most of the people lived off the land on small farms and large estate.  One such estate, in the northern hemisphere, belonged to the Racher family.

Sept Racher was a planetary hero.  He joined the Rittorian Guard when he was a young man, and proved his worth in battle with the Ureekan Tyranny in the Tyron system, in one of the globular clusters that orbited the galaxy.   His heroics made galactic news when he saved the lives of over two hundred thousand human colonists by piloting his star cruiser single handed after the rest of his crew was killed.  He set the self-destruct mechanism so that the cruiser exploded after it crashed into the enemy fleet, damaging the enemy so severely that they had to call off their attack.  Sept just barely was able to eject before the cruiser exploded.

Sept was greeted as a hero of the Republic, and the President of the Republic personally awarded him the steel star with double comets.  When he returned to Heima, he easily won a seat in the planetary assembly, followed by his election as Governor of Heima.  Eventually he was appointed, by the President of the Republic, to the Galactic Senate, the highest honor a citizen of the Galactic Republic could achieve.  Senator Racher soon distinguished himself as one of the most respected members of that august body.

The Racher estate was a beautiful range of rolling green hills and till fields.  Their home was spacious and very masculine.  Their wealth was not great, but the fame of Sept Racher was great.

He married Tinus Farlight, a handsome woman who loved her husband and son, Stahl, very much.  She was tall and beautiful, with blue eyes and hair the color of honey, and glowed with an inner strength that did not diminish her warmth and gentle demeanor.  She was very devoted to them and their way of life.   She was highly respected in her community and never failed to come to the assistance of her many neighbors, no matter what their social status.  A common saying was; If in need, see Mistress Racher.

Don't be late Stahl, Tinus told her son as they exited the front door.  I expect you to be home for dinner.

Yes mother, Stahl promised. I won't be late. He rushed toward his horse that was saddled and waiting.

Stahl! his mother called out.

Stahl stopped short and walked back to his mother's out stretched arms, which closed about him as he pressed himself into her welcoming embrace.  He looked into her loving blue eyes and his heart leaped as she returned his smile.

Now go on and tell Elisanita I said hello, his mother said.

I will mother, Stahl said, as he leaped into the saddle and rode down the road waving back at his mother.

The sun shined white against the blue sky.  The wind blew his dark brown hair behind him and his heart pumped fast as his steed’s raced down the road with the wind in his face.  Stahl was approaching his fifteenth birthday and was growing into a fine, tall young man.  He was beginning to look like his father, and possessed his find chisel features.  But he had his mother's hypnotic blue eyes.

As Stahl’s horse sped along the road beneath him, all he could think of was Elisanita Steadfast.     They had been best friends since they were small children and were inseparable. Now their friendship was slowly evolving into a deep and lasting love.

Elisanita's family was not as old and respectable as the Racher family.  Her father, Ethus Steadfast, was a man of business.  His grandfather made a fortune through the development of a new terra-forming process that speed up the geological evolution of a planet, changing its metrics, and transforming a barren world into one that was capable of supporting human colonization.  The Steadfast family soon settled upon Heima and contributed to the social life of the planet.  They were respected and accepted by the planet's social elite.  Elisanita was very close to her father, and this bond grew stronger after Elisanita's mother died, when she was only six years old.  They learned to rely on each other's support and love to endure their shared tragedy.

Stahl was approaching the Steadfast estate.  Stahl’s steed finally galloped through the gates of the estate and continued up the road leading to the lake behind the great house.  He knew Elisanita would be waiting for him there.  The summer day was hot and the lake’s waters were cool and refreshing.  Stahl looked forward to spending the day with Elisanitia swimming under Heima's bright summer sun.

Stahl saw her standing by the lake's edge, wearing her bathing suit.   Her shape was slim but shaply, her young body was already developing womanly curves.  She wore her long, blond hair straight.  Stahl watched and admired the way it was blowing freely in the summer breeze, glowing with the sun's rays, transforming it into a fiery yellow.    Elisanita heard the gallop of Stahl’s horse and turned.  Stahl could see her waving.  She was beaming with a welcoming and inviting smile that never failed to take Stahl’s breath away.

Stahl pulled his horse to a halt and jumped off.  Elisanita rushed to him and flung her arms around his neck and they held onto each other.  Stahl felt something different in her embrace.  There was a need to be in her arms, to seek out something familiar and dependable.  Stahl returned her embrace, holding her around her waist, pulling her close to him. He was a foot taller then her and she cradled her face against his shoulder. For the first time, he felt something pull within him.  He was aware of her as a young woman, and no longer just a friend.  He did not know what to do, but he knew he wanted to hold her to him and never let her go.  For the first time, Stahl realized that he was in love with his childhood friend.

Elisanita lifted her head from his shoulder and looked into his blue eyes.   They revealed the love he possessed for her and it made her happy.  She had fallen in love with him long ago, and she was glad to finally see her love for Stahl returned.  She gave him a half-smile and hugged him tight.

Stahl realized suddenly that something was troubling her and forgot his rush of new feelings that he was experiencing.

Is there something wrong? he asked her, his inquiring eyes studied her face.

Not really, she said.  It is just . . . that . . . well . . . it’s father.

What about your father?

I really don't know, she said.  He returned from a business trip yesterday, from the Altus system, and he just seems different, not himself.

How do you mean, not, himself? Stahl asked.

‘I can't explain it, but he seems pleasant and friendly, but when he hugged me and kissed me hello, there was nothing.  His usual warmth was missing and he seemed cold.  He just didn't seem like himself.  It scared me."

It’s probably nothing to concern yourself  about, Stahl said. He's probably just fatigued from his travels.

You’re probably right, she said. But there have been other incidents recently, of people who seem different.

What do you mean?

Haven’t you noticed Mr. Darkner?  She told him about one of their neighbors.  Last week I met him in town, and he acted the same way father did, distant and reserve.  He was always very friendly to me, ever since I was a little girl.  He just wasn't the same.

Are you saying that it wasn't Mr. Darkner? Stahl asked.

No. It was him, but he just seemed different.

Do I seem different? Stahl asked.

Elisanita looked at him.  Yes you do.

Stahl, frowned.  I do?

Elisanita’s lips slowly grew into a smile.  Maybe you do seem a little different, but in a good way.

Her arms once again encircled his neck and locked behind him as she brought her face close to his.  Their eyes met and Stahl found himself drawn to her.  Before he knew it his lips pressed against hers and they locked in their first really passionate kiss.

Stahl pulled Elisanita to him and he her held tighter than he had ever done before.     He could feel her young body pressed close to his and sensed that she was not resisting.  He was in love and knew that she felt the same way about him.

When their lips finally parted, he looked into her smiling face, not knowing what to say.  The words seem to escape from his lips with a will of their own.

I think I love you, he barely found the breath to speak.

Of course you do, and I love you, she said as she continued to smile.

You . . . you love me? Stahl asked.  She nodded.

It finally sunk in. He broke into a smile.  You love me, he said again.  He swept her off her feet and swung her about in a whirlwind of joy, and kept repeating the revelation over and over as she laughed with joy.  Finally they both fell to the ground, still holding onto each other.

Stahl rolled over on top of Elisanita and looked down into her face.  He examined every feature, realizing how much he loved everything about her.  Stahl knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, and he could see that she felt the same toward him.  They spent the rest of the day together, swimming in the lake and enjoying each other's company.  They couldn't help but have a good time, and Elisanita soon forgot about her apprehensions.  Everything seemed right with the universe.  But every day had to end and the sun dripped low on the horizon.

It's getting late, Elisanita said as she rose and began to put on her cloths over her over her bathing suit. Father will be angry if I'm late for dinner.

I wish we didn't have to part at the end of the day, Stahl said as he began dressing.

Elisanita turned and smiled.  Just what do you mean by that Mr. Racher?

Stahl blushed.  No.  I didn’t mean . . . well, not that I don't . . . I do mean . . .

She teasingly laughed.

I know what you mean, she finally said and kissed him.  I'll see you tomorrow, won't I?

Sure.  We can go into town to the festival.

Wonderful!  But now I have to go, she said.

Why don't you let me give you a ride home?  Stahl asked.

Stahl mounted his horse and pulled Elisanita up, seating her behind him.  He pulled on the reins and together they rode to her home.

When they reached the Steadfast house, Stahl pulled his horse to a stop.  He let Elisanita dismounts and then jumped down himself.

Supper will be on the table soon, Elisanita said.  Father will be expecting me home.

I’ll come by and pick you up tomorrow morning, he said.

Elisanita kissed him on his cheek and made him smile.  She turned and joyfully ran up the stairs that led to the front doors of her home.  When she reached the top, she opened the doors, but before she disappeared inside, she turned and waved at Stahl one last time, and then beamed him a farewell smile.

Stahl waved back and then touched his cheek where she kissed him and smiled to himself.  She really loves me, he thought to himself, and realized he couldn't wait until tomorrow.  He grabbed the horn of the saddle and pulled himself up and landed on top of his horse.  He yanked the rains and his horse began galloping down the path to the front gates and down the road, carrying young Master Racher back to his home.

Elisanita closed the door behind her and passed through the foyer to the stairs that led up to her room, but she found her father, Drake Steadfast, standing at the foot of the steps.

Father, she said.  You frightened me.

I‘m sorry princess, he said, as he smiled.  I though I heard a horse gallop off.

That was Stahl, she explained.  He just gave me a ride home.

She looked into her father's face.  She always loved and admired his good looks.  His sandy brown hair was now grayer in color, and his fine features had grown stately with age. Elisanitia especially loved his light blue eyes.  The loved that she saw glowing in them for his daughter never failed to move her. But the warmth and love was missing. Despite his loving words, his smile seemed forced and mechanical. The tenderness was missing and it disturbed her, not because it frightened her, but because she couldn't explain it.

I was out swimming with Stahl, and now I want to take a shower, she explained.  Tomorrow Stahl is taking me to the festival in town, if it’s all right with you father.

Of course it is.  I’m sure you will both have a wonderful time, but now you better hurry and wash up, Ethus Steadfast said.  Dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes.

Yes father, I will, Elisanitia promised and hurried passed her father and up the stairs.

Ethus Steadfast continued to smile as he watched his daughter dash up the stairs.

Chapter Two

The Capitol building that housed the Senate of the Republic was an enormous building.  It was in a vast complex of government buildings known collectively as the Capitoline.  The Senate was home to the three thousand senators who assembled there to govern the Republic.  Its architecture was a masculine blend of classical and gothic styles that presented an omnipotent impression to all who visited the Capitoline for the first time.  The Senate building was centered near the equator of a Dyson sphere, known as Rodina that completely engulfed the type G star.  The sun stood on sentry duty, radiating its life-giving energy in the center of a sphere.  From space, the Rodina Sphere appeared as a gigantic globe, illuminated by billions of multicolored lights on its outer surface.

This was the center of the Galactic Republic, where one hundred billion people lived and worked.  The sun light that filled the sphere was artificially regulated to replicate the sense of day and night, a change in seasons and an atmosphere. Gravitation was maintained through great dynamos.  They produced magnetic power from the infinite source of energy generated by the star Rodina.  Only such a sphere large enough to house so many people, and producing such power, could maintain the integrity of such a civilization that spanned an entire galaxy.

From the main doors of the Senate building two finely dressed and distinguished men stepped out into the sunlight and descended to the street level.

I fear that our suspicions are sound, Senator Hemp Tochus said, as they walked side by side.  I did not like the speech that Senator Uachor gave concerning the need to halt all further exploration of space, in favor of redirecting all our resources into programs that would extend citizenship to all alien life forms.

His pursuit for the cause of total alien emancipation has been relentless in the last several years, Senator Sept Racher said.  What amazes me is how his arguments have found such support in both the Senate and the Assembly in the last few months.

Not just in the legislative, Tochus said.

You don't mean the President agrees with him?

Not yet, but many in his cabinet have been pressing the President to join in his crusade, Tochus said.  But this disease has spread even further.

To the armed forces?

Yes, I'm afraid so.

By the gods, what are we coming to, Senator Racher said in amazement.  For ten thousand years the human race has ruled the galaxy justly.  I can't imagine anyone wanting full citizenship to such creatures as Tagomans or Yarulians. Our policy of isolation and non-intervention with the development of these primitive creatures has permitted humanity to build our marvelous Galactic civilization.  This policy will disrupt the sociological balance that our civilization is built upon.

Tagoman slugs! Tochus said, as if the words as if they left a bad taste in his mouth.    These parasites reproduce by implanting their seeds within the stomachs of other life forms.  How could we possibly treat such creatures as equals with humans?  How could they interact with us?

Senator Racher stopped and looked into Tochus’ aristocratic face.

I’m going to speak tomorrow in Taminus City at the Human Renaissance rally.  I’m expecting over a million people to attend.

Are you sure that's wise? Tochus asked, placing his hand on Sept’s shoulder.

Racher said nothing.  His steel grey eyes stared deeply at Tochus.  Senator Tochus could read the determination in them.  He knew that once his friend made up his mind to do something, nothing could distract him from his set path.

Please be careful, Tochus said.  The times we live in are unusual.  People are changing.  Our friends have become . . . well  . . .  different.  I don't understand what's happening, but I do know I don’t like it.

I agree and that’s why I must do what I have to do. Sept said.  Remember that we are Senators and Rittorian Guardsmen.  Honor is our measuring stick.  We have a responsibility to our families, our people and our Republic.  I could never live with myself if I ignored the rot that is eating away at the very foundation of our Republic.

I know, Tochus said, as he placed his hand on his shoulder and returned his stare.  If you are determined to go through with it, then I will be standing at your side.  We've gone through much in our lives, and I owe you my life many times over.  I will not desert you now.

And I owe you more than I could ever repay, Racher said.  Together we will do what must be done tomorrow as comrades in arms, as we did at the battle of Kee-Emp-Ra.  I will meet you there tomorrow.

Senator Racher saluted his fellow Senator and Rittorian Guardsman and marched off.  His face was set in fatalistic determination.  He knew that if he spoke at the rally tomorrow it would mean that his career, and even his life, and those of his family, would be endangered.  But he was a human, and humans were the ruling race of the galaxy, founders of the Galactic Republic.  It was his duty as a Rittorian Guardsman to defend the civilization of the human race against all threats to its existence and well being.  As a Rittorian Guardsman he placed his life on the line for his people many times in the past, and still