The Kingdom of Iffial

By George Jachimowicz

Into the regions and the stars, for those who seekas another time endsimagination, contemplation, individualization with visionsthis is the story of the guest where the eternal future, past, and present meet beyond the galaxy, with Tana, Jams, and Jon in the lands of great mysteries, myths, and contemplations.
The violent shock waves of yesterdays pastone instant in space, another in the threshold of our minds!
A young magician destined to become a king finds magical gifts from a genuine wizard. Shortly afterward, he finds a new world and thrives in a quest, the reality of magic, discovering many more destinations, sometimes in conflict or peace, to dwell on matters of crystal balls and mystical apertures of magic, into the distant future.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Oct 21, 2014
• ISBN: 9781496942180

George Jachimowicz

George Jachimowicz has written another story of which, in this view, the future becomes the past, as Lt. Gen. Jon H. Moore and company find themselves taking care of important matters, when they literally take over the Kingdom of Iffial!

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Published by AuthorHouse 10/06/2014

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Table of Contents

-CHAPTER ONE-

WHEREVER WE FALL

DESTINY TAKES US!

-CHAPTER TWO-

THE SORCERER CRUTE!

THE UNHEARD OF BATTLE!

-CHAPTER THREE-

THE REBUILDING OF IFFIAL CITY!

THE LONG PURPLE NOSES!

-CHAPTER FOUR-

THE JURISDICTIONS!

THE PREDICAMENT of the MINISTRY!

-CHAPTER FIVE-

OBJURGATION OF THE SORCERER CRUTE!

EXTENSION of the KINGDOM

-CHAPTER SIX-

THE SWEEPCLEANERS!

DANG! DANG DANG DANG! DANG! DANG!

& THE WITCHES POTION!

-CHAPTER SEVEN-

POTIONS & NOTIONS & WAR!

RENOVATION of the PALACE!

-CHAPTER EIGHT-

THE WILL OF THE GODDESSES!

THE RETROSPECTION!

-CHAPTER ONE-

WHEREVER WE FALL

DESTINY TAKES US!

In the new age of the Planetary Alliance, six different worlds, planet Pios, planet Rufus, planet Sigatorias, planet Earth, planet Orian, and planet Sadafa’, who’s leaders finally agreed signing into law having all space regions united into one Alliance. After years of negotiations and mis-trust, an settlement has evolved around this Alliance, one of great interests, and a Trade Pack, which finally brought the governments of all these worlds into mutual peace agreements. And for social, moral, and intellectual qualities with view points targeted towards friendly relationships. On planet Pios, we where still having our own problems, with such unheard of politics causing havoc among the societies across the seaboard. So much so we were sending troops to stop the unrest of the recent assassination of their terrorist leader, Assam Rockerfellor Davis. Another terrorist was arrested and then killed just after his arrest by our Secret Service Tactics Officials during an daring escape attempt that failed. As I watched the unrest, on our new imported television from planet Earth, one of my wives, Tana, received a special message sent to us from planet Sigatorias. From our son Nathan, who was to celebrate his birthday on that somewhat paradise compared to what was going on here on planet Pios. Windy, my other wife, was thrilled too hearing from our son who had made plans to send military escorts to fly with us to that world arranged by a High Ranking Military friend of his. Some sort of joke I thought, so We can leave Pios under their protection…?

Does he really have to do this? Send Military escorts to evacuate us? Has news traveled throughout our new Alliance that the situations here are that bad? Obviously, so what is next? An planetary alert by those Secret Service Officials again? I asked.

Well, just watching that news about revenge being plotted by several of their Terrorist leaders against our peaceful Union of States obviously is giving our world a very bad reputation, said Tana, And the Secret Service with our Military are obviously not going to stop trying to arrest all those most wanted until they are all arrested, dead or alive!

Doesn’t it make you wonder why all of this unrest had to start anyway? If Idda Burt Watson didn’t try to assassinate our leader, Minister President Samual R. Dole, with that vegetarian pizza sent from that world, Earth, baked specially in their country of Italy! Was he trying to set up a conspiracy involving our peaceful relations with that world? And then Dole didn’t have too eat the darn thing? Now I’m back on Military call duty! And what was that poisonous fish he swallowed called?

An anchovy, some sort of poisonous herring-like fish? Actually they say he just choked on it, though his family doctor verified it contained some sort of deadly gills? Tana said.

It was a total contempt against moral practice! Then Minister President Samual R. Dole, after a quick recovery, was released from the hospital had to make that statement: I will see to it we will stop the flow of indigestible seafood from that world, Earth, with genuine regrets! Idda insisted it was just a joke when he slipped that anchovy into Samual Dole’s pizza! It was reported that Idda, leader of the humourous terrorists of Umorha’ has left the country. That the negotiations could not be reached because of such an idiot leader who has no sense of humor! Then the Vice President declared to arrest that quote son-of-a-fish terrorist leader Idda Burt Watson if he ever sets foot again on our soil! All his once respected collegians are now considered by our government as dangerous terrorists to be hunted down! Forced to eat an anchovy from Earth before being exterminated by our Secret Service!

It’s so stupid, a little fish slipped into a imported pizza as a joke even! said Windy.

To make things even worse Minister President Samual R. Dole declared war against the country of Umorha’ and it’s prevalent terrorists allies! I’m a high ranking retired Officer who now has a faltering luxury item deal with the import/export of my cigar investments with protests from Officials. And stakes in shell fishing internationally, and now to worlds in our Alliance! That half of this world was once my best customers!

I knew I should have voted for the other guy! He is taking the joke personally then putting our country in a dangerous position declaring war over petty embarrassment!

The Ambassador from Earth condemned the decision of which there will be no more imports of fish to our country! Then his Highness Idda Burt Watson suggested he enjoys such high quality foods such as Earth’s ocean fish, and especially shellfish. And schemed to have an 20% increase to be imported to his country! There has been dozens of reports of terrorists threats, even sabotages against our interests around our world, even our allies seem to be backing down in support of our anti-fish proposition!

Bad things have been happening ever since our differences between our country, and theirs, it’s been that way in our history books! I’ve always believed it has to do with race gender. We generally hate each other because they have green eyes, and we have blue eyes! It’s a wonder how we will get along with this new Alliance in the future, if you know what I mean!

Well I heard the Earthlings have brown eyes! Their racial differences has to do with skin color, imagine that! It seems they have generally overcome those differences in their intelligent esteems! Why we consider ourselves better off, our world is slightly more advance then Earth! And then another thing, there is a new belief to resolve from eating meats of all things, suggestions of unheard of mortality resulting from eating fresh meat! It is being dialoged not to eat red meat just as drinking liquor was, which eventually became banned from enjoying, illegal to even acquire! I go through great lengths to smuggle several cases of 30 year aged bar Scotches from Earth!

Yea! When I was serving in our Military, meat was always served at the Officer’s Lounge. Now with this new fundamental belief it is getting harder to find a good steak or roast! They wish to supplement it with Earthlings’ soybeans, though shellfish is now more popular. Now they wish to ban cigar smoking as they have with all the rest of the tobacco products, it seems like a very desirable luxury among the terrorist leaders!

One of these days we are going to visit planet Rufus! Actually it would be interesting and entertaining! Their ocean waters are light blue and contain a mineral salt called lithium, which they claim causes youthfulness when you swim in it! They have many resorts where residents swim in their oceans in the nude! Why that is against our laws too! And they also have gambling casinos in many places! I suggested, Also illegal!

Well, according to this message I have received from our son, it says the escorts will arrive in one week, and then we can travel in your personal fighter-ship! It also says to contact a Professor James Clinton Schot and his wife as a favor? The Professor was his favorite teacher while he attended the University here? Who’s James Clinton Schot, Jon? Windy asked.

Oh! He’s also an old friend of mines! Intelligent guy indeed, and a great Professor of Physic, mathematics, and astronomic!

Well it has this Professor’s phone number in the letter!

Great! Tomorrow’s the weekend and I’ll try to reach him! You know I been using my ship Mark II to make deliveries of cigar seeds and now I just had an delivery of several crates of Earth finest cigars. It is strictly politics with the banning of cigars, though soon it will be illegal to smoke cigars for their unestablished intoxication properties! I have everything still onboard Mark II, the sacks of seeds that where to be transported to my fields in Orkland State! I had it shipped from Earth at the Central Docking Station Warehouses, genuine Cuban tobacco seeds from an Island Country on Earth called Cuba! Complimentary exchanges for some of our best tobacco seeds I plan to relinquish to the Cubans because of the banning of cigar smoking here! I exchanged a variety of our cigars for the Cubans just to try them. I just hope it is just as good as ours! Ha Ha! I also acquired several cases of aged bar Scotches, genuine French Cognac, and a liquor called Amber Tequila with a worm in it to suggest purity! I went through great length to acquire them, now my connections are boosting the prices!

Well dear, I’m going to bed! said Tana.

I’m tired too. Jonathan are you staying up to smoke one of your new cigars and drink that illegal drink called Scotch?

Sure am! And also tomorrow Jaka’s in for a treat!

Yea, we remember, you bought him the most expensive cat food available! Imagine, imported with real lamb meat even, boy!

I’ll be right up!

The next mid-morning while both my wives where taking a bath, I took the letter with the phone number on it and tried to call this Professor James Clinton Schot! The phone rang when a young lady’s voice answered, Hello! Schot residence!

Ah, may I speak with Professor James please?

James! You have a phone call!

If it’s another student without her underwear on, tell her she’s too ugly! James yelled back.

No no! It’s some guy person who is a little older?

Dang! Okay, hand me the phone! Yes! I must warn you if you wish to graduate, call Professor Bigme! He’s actually considered to be real weird! Ha Ha!

This is Lt. General Special Service Jon H. Moore! I agree. They ought to make a law about those kinds of people!

Dang! Did I do anything wrong, ah, General Moore?

Obviously not! You don’t remember me? Remember Nathan H. Moore?

You mean you are Jonathan Henderson Moore Jr., his father? Why Dang! I remember you Jonathan, the good ol’ days! I’m very happy to hear from you again, ol’ buddy!

Listen! You have been invited to Nathan Henry Moore’s birthday on Sigatorias! It’s gonna be a very large party. He wishes you and your wife Nettly to be there.

Okay, okay! I’m due for a vacation anyway! Believe me it is an excellent gesture! When do we depart Lt. General!

I’ll give you the direct address and my phone number!

Yes sir! I have a pen and paper ready!

Pack up for a 3 ½ weeks vacation, and be here at 2222 Yarod, an very large mansion, before takeoff! Exactly 8:45 a.m.! The phone #[phone]! What rank were you in soldier!

Actually, I was a volunteer at the VA hospital for 7 months and, you wish to see my volunteer medals?

Actually, no! However don’t worry. I am a nice guy, and I’m retired! Course I wish to get away from all of this Hakepuke! Well, I’m very happy you and your wife will actually come. Thank you Professor James C. Schot!

Should I bring a gift General Jonathan?

You may take a gift. If you wish Professor James!

I certainly will!

See you before takeoff!

We are going to take off from your mansion?

Of course! I have two space-ports in a large garage. OAP approved with two obsolete fighter-ships which where tested and scraped because of their costs. I was able to acquire these two Gem fighter-ships because of rank, though I had to pay the Military an enormous sum for both of them, and the weapons came with the fighters. I had a delivery, also OAP approved. With loopholes again of course, however invested in large currency exchange for a sufficient stockpile! However, the soldiers included exact replicas nuclear cruise missiles, several replicas neutron devices, and Star-Birth torpedoes! I was told I could invest in these strictly replicas of the real things though armed with sophisticated explosives if I wished! I paid them after they were placed in two rooms in the ship-ports garage. Later my wife, who was a Military engineer, looked them over telling me OAP somehow goofed and sent me real nuclear arsenals!

What do you need them for? asked James.

I don’t really need them I figured. Maybe in space, though I’ve already made several calls to OAP Stockpile Station and they insisted the arsenals I received are not nuclear as they have a strict policy and reputation of not making mistakes! My wife though insists these are not replicas, so what am I to do? I made several trips to planet Sadafa’, for what reasons I cannot say, though they asked me about the arsenals on Mark II! I told them the OAP sent them as replicas and they did not question me anymore about it! And by the way, both ships have been equipped with the new unamion devices which my wife Windy, a professional Military engineer, checked if they were installed right. She was a Lt. Major engineer and knows about servicing space-fighters. The unamion device on Mark II was tested 8 times so far with great results, leaving the regions, disappearing then 6 seconds later reappearing in another space region at exact co-ordinance and locations!

Dang! Now that is incredible!

Okay Professor James! See you before lift off!

Okay Lt. General Jonathan of Special Service! Bye!

I held him as he deeply purred rubbing against me and my face as I laughed and then I placed my cat down on the sofa in the ship-ports garage in the back den. I had bought him ½ a year ago from a dealer who claimed the cat was from an uncharted world which sneaked onboard a Merchant ship headed to the planet Sadafa’. While I was there on a special call duty I bought him from the Commander of the Merchant ship, Jakana, and named my new cat Jaka! He is the most affectionate, adorable, and brightest cat I have ever bought! He was a rare feline from another world, indeed a very unusual breed of cat, it was love at first sight! Very similar to a rare Abyssinian of ancient Earth Egyptian cat.

There was always talk that some species or aliens came in different forms though which I would think of it, a cat? An intelligent cat, one of whom I was causally talking to shortly after I have acquired him. On my world pet animals are restricted by special permission to own one.

You’re not a terrible kitten, are you Jaka?

I looked at him smiling when he uttered, No Master?

Did you just say something, or am I hearing voices?

No Master! I’m a Sumerian cat, I promise only to talk to you, though you are a genuine, and lovable alien also! I consider you my new Master!

Howabunga! You did actually speak! I never heard an animal speak? Where did you come from?

The enchanted planet Jarea’! I escaped from a terrible tribe who wished to cage me, and eat me! When you bought me I felt much relief as I knew I would have a good new home! My first Master was killed by the Jareas’ soldiers and I ran away. Then I found myself in the village of the Ootomen People of which were chasing me through the woods throwing spears! I saw a strange metal object land in the fields, jumped into it, and it took me to another world! I hid in fear until the alien took me to the Captain! He told the alien he would sell me to a good owner at a fair price!

Surly you’ve been through a lot! I noticed you have an very unusual ring on your on your right paw?

It is a special crafted ring Master! I was told never to reveal anyone it’s secrets! Nor try to take it off as some of those cruel terrible people tried too! Jaka replied.

Come on Jaka, are you hungry?

After I eat a generous meal may I sniff this new home?

Of course!

You will never get rid of me? he asked.

Believe me, I would never do such a thing! I have a good feeling in my heart about you, and I’ll keep you forever!

He rubbed against my legs deeply purring. Ever since then he was my best friend telling me very unusual stories.

Tana and Windy really liked Jaka, and Jaka really liked Tana and Windy who would throw a ball of yarn which Jaka played with. I was going to have a servant take care of him while we were gone to Nathan’s birthday party. I had to take a good amount of gold for monetary exchange placing several bags of gold coins inside Mark II. The lower deck had all the new seeds in large bags, with boxes of different rare Earth Cuban cigars I was gonna put away for personal use when we return. While the upper deck was clean and comfortable. Most liquor was illegal on planet Pios except wine, and I had quite a few cases of the illegal bar Scotches, which I was also taking because I was worried where to hide it? I kept the rest of the few cases of French Cognac and tequila locked up in a special storage area in my cellar. None of our servants knew I had liquor. It would be a bad thing if they found it. Professor James called 2 days before we where to take off.

I have 4 ½ weeks off to take a vacation! We are already packing and looking forward to this trip! I know exactly where you live, in a very secured neighborhood, sort of in the country, you must have a good view of the city and ocean! We will arrive 2 ½ hours early if you do not mind?

That sounds great! I’ve already spoken to the right people, they will verify my leaving to my son’s birthday party!

Well, double check clearance, just to make sure, and how much gold should I bring for the exchange rate?

Just enough gold tokens to enjoy our stay for 3 ½ weeks, that’s about it!

Okay! See you in two days, bye!

I checked again with the authorities for clearance for the trip to Sigatorias. Everything was all set! When it was time to leave two days later James and Nettly had already arrived. So did two real military Honor Guards as escorts who carried real dissipaters. And then a beautiful Secret Service lady showed up wearing black leather and carrying two duffel bags. When I welcomed her in I asked why she was coming along.

It is just normal procedures, we just want to make sure you reach Sigatorias! Since the military privileged you with a genuine fighter-ship, fully loaded with weapons etc. etc., I have to make sure nothing will go wrong. Such as a confrontation with any ship taking defensive measures, especially another Alliance ship! If that happens I have to destroy this ship! My duffel bags have two devices I must trigger, so whatever you do, if we encounter an alien ship, I advise no defense measures. Also, if you haven’t heard, the Union of States is on alert to use a nuclear weapon on the terrorists capital city! You are a retired High Officer on standby alert. We may need you to report to High Command for further instructions. You understand don’t you?

Can we still proceed to my son’s birthday on Sigatorias? I asked.

Of course Lt. General! I have to relay we are on our way!

#22! Captain Lt. General Jon Henderson Moore and 7 crew members are about to launch for planet Sigatorias! Yes Mr. Roach! What is the situation as of now? The alert has ended? Okay, and we will proceed on this special trip? Okay, #22 out!

Everyone boarded Mark II until Agent #22 came in last. Jaka was watching and while #22 boarded he sneaked into the entrance and hid next to the bags of cigar tobacco seeds. Windy sealed the entrance then we all took the turbo-lift to the upper deck. I got into pilot’s seat, James was in the co-pilots seat, while Agent #22 stood behind me holding my seat. Everyone else was gathered in the kitchen all seated except Windy who was serving Black Chinese tea, another Earth’s import. As Mark II slowly went up on the hydraulic ramp, the heavy concrete and metal cover above opened until Mark II was all the way up ready for takeoff.

Here we go!

Mark II hovered over the heavy cover as it closed, and then took off quickly until we where out of orbit. I made communications with the Space Station. Security relayed.

Have a good trip to your son’s party Lt. General Moore!

Sure will! I said.

We then traveled for 2 ½ hours until #22 went to the restroom.

Okay James, I’m setting course for destination! Soon as that amber light flickers I’ll switch on the unamion device. We will be one hour away from Sigatorias! This is Top Secret!

I set the exact destination and waited when the amber light flickered and hit the switch.

What was suppose to take 6 seconds, the ship began to rattle, as #22 ran back to flight control!

I smell wires burning! Look! The KI-144 unit box is smoking! Did you activate a unamion device on board this ship?

Fire broke out under the control board as sparks flew from the computers which were smoking when suddenly a huge thunder sounded when the entire ship was surrounded by a blinding light!

Dang! Jon! James yelled.

#22 was trying to put the fire out with a chemical fire retardant as Mark II violently was shaking as I was buckled up holding on to my seat!

Jonathan Henderson Moore! James yelled again.

What James!

Look at the ship’s date data! We are falling into some sort of negative time warp, falling back into time!

Dang! We are already past a thousand years!

Dang! There has got to be a way to stop it! I’m gonna pull the cable out of the unamion device right now! Hold on to your seats!

Agent #22! Where are you! I yelled.

On the damn floor trying to hold on to something!

Dang thing won’t come out! There! I got it!

Suddenly there was another blinding light with a very loud thunder as the violent shaking stopped and everybody in the back were crying out what’s going on! James checked the timing data device and looked stunned!

What is it James!

"I cannot believe this? We are now 3,022