The Tenrux Society

By Kyile Jacquin Carter

The Almighty God shined upon us. We all spoke to him and for all who loved and belonged to him or by the side of Almighty God. The supernatural forces are the spirits of minds control. The lioness beast unleashes its power beyond the metaphor of self-light as you were sitting there under a lime tree with no fruit bared. But you were there to bear in mind the footsteps for maximum echo, evolution, saturation, and agricultural exploration had deploaded into a blackbird pie. With more humming noises coming toward exploitation, now there are more preservatory fields of joy. There had been no rain for several months and weeks of waiting for water. It peaks the eye still full of fury with its solid demon devotion. It would not run dry of tears and bitterness and pain threw the musk. I wander day and night. I fear the aftermath of opening this tiny cube of fusion.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Mar 31, 2016
• ISBN: 9781504999670

Kyile Jacquin Carter

When Kyile was a child growing up his role models were authors like Alfred Lawrence, Roald Dahl, Mark Twain. Kyile is studying for a Bachelor’s creative writing degree at Brunel University. Living in UK, born and raised, Kyile has seen the open world, loves socialising, meeting people from different social integral society relationships. Hiyaku’s words of inspiration are: Don’t give up and don’t frown upon reality because reality will never leave you behind, it’s unto you. It has nothing to do with being materialistic, being materialistic it’s more pessimistic than a bowl of Cheerios. Kyile managed to publish his first contemporary fictional fantasy short novel which is 125 pages long. He could not have done this without the studies into his own self-awareness and the human psychology of thought process. With the support of his publishing agency, Author House, Kyile wrote his first book, which he named The Tenrux Society, which he concedes as captivated talent. Kyile began his adventures morally from studying reading books and writing, while learning about his favourite subject, astronomy. Unlike his father who is a musician, Kyile decided to progress his life in the role model of his own choice, becoming a writer.

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Published by AuthorHouse 03/30/2016

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Contents

Preface

Introduction (I)

Introduction (II)

Chapter 1 The civilian

Chapter 2 Dacamar

Chapter 3 The Curse

Chapter 4 The diamond legged cook

Chapter 5 The ‘King fisher

Authors Notes

My Last Dedication

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PREFACE

The wake of the almighty gods had shined upon, from heaven we spoke for all, of the ones we loved and who loved and belonged to him. Amen, stand aside or by the side of almighty gods. We feel the supernatural forces within the spirits, superior minds control, the lioness that unleashed It’s beast of power beyond the metaphore of self light. As you were sitting there under a lime tree with no fruit bared, But you were there. To bare in mind the footsteps for maximum echo evolution and the saturation of agricultural exploration which had deploaded into a blackbird pie, While the mourning of humming bird noises were coming towards exploitation insight, now there are more preservatory fields of joy. There had been no rain for several months, and weeks while waiting for water, It peaks the eye there still full of fury within It’s solid demon devotion. I would not run dry of tears and bitterness the pain threw the musk, I wander day and night as I fear the aftermath of opening this tiny cube of fusion. With a moment open, the air was death by collision untill my fate was taken and my sole was cleansed and speared into the deadlock. I had become a true lost spirit howling into the light, Howling while being transceived threw the transparent descendent. The air rocking the top of the mountain top instead of being soiled. Sitting on top of the rocking mountain, my pours and mane would hurt, while sipping on the red mountain coffee, I was a work aholic becoming weak. That very day I wasn’t at my desk, the world had been opened once again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again, Foxtrot delta Yankee was my generic code of fame the witcher becomes me. I watched the full moon eclipse, I had then tapped codes threw a trip wired wooden mousse trap without a hammer or nail. I worked for the government and not for my own benifits, I gave up my life to live in the edge of my finger tips. The tiny little cube, would tell the lie of faith. The world was cruel, you know all of my duties was for you to survive the past and I present the future. I was the archaeologists with no time left on my hands, while you have my bitter apologies for this, if I am not there when you wake up. I shall not fail you again my dearest children. I will return once again, it was not your fault my heart was broken. I did it to protect you both are my everything enlighten. Dear Jake and Mille, Grandma said", she will be back home soon. We both miss you so much, Hugs and kisses, Love from grandma and grandpa.

INTRODUCTION (I)

In 1975 a group of american archaeologists working in the Chilean, Atacama desert, a man made an discovery that will excite anyone in archaeology, beyond belief while conducting one of there random digs close to the sea in central Chile.

A Member of the team Jake Sancezza Senior had stumbled on a shaft that had seemed to head deep in the underground, really excited by their change of plans by chance, of the discovery. The team whose original mission is to collect the simple archaeological data on the indigenous people of south America, which now stood on the verge of making one of their most important discovery’s in archaeology, in the history of man kind. The shaft inside the tunnel had a winch going threw, it was being dug into very deep beneath the earth, had somehow collided within an open air space underneath the proposed shaft which was being dug unto.

The air pocket was 100`s of feet down, beyond the darkness discovered seemed to be square structured that is entirely build from black granite stone which was only found in templates 1000s of miles away deep within a secret location in Brazil. As the researchers shaft deeper into the earth it widened inside which seemed to have stretched into an endless journey inside the tunnel. The team discovered a wide species hall before a tunnel exit, meteorology data described it to be constructed from the same granite material inside the tunnel, the hall seemed to be bigger than a square of a football field, the walls are covered white with some kind of hydrographic carvings, it was unlike any other writing system never Jake or any of the other four team members had encountered ever before. But thus this was not encountered ever before, and this was not the only thing that baffled the team members 850km into the centre of the cube. A spiralling well which lead down to what seemed to be a platform with a small room, which was entirely built out of azerilic glass titanium and iron. After there discovery was made, Jake decided to make the discovery public, he already had bad vibes floating around. He said the globe would keep the cockroaches out of his arse, the small team dispensed into pairs while Jake and Mille had shone onto a small tiny object which made the team all agree to inform the sponsor in America about the find. They requested for experts in meteorology architectures, but when NASA got the windfall of what’s going down, within a hidden live feed about what the discovery was, It was too late. NASA had its men at the top of the entrance to the shaft preparing to come down, It had taken us 6 whole days of climbing to get to where we have gotten to now and we still don’t know how safe it was to come down here. NASA had sent in their own crew and not the sort of company you would want to get involved with, specially down a mine shaft. You can say, they were a bunch of privatised insurgents that were only going to put you to sleep with no questions asked. The crew of insurgents above made radio contact, they said that they had an archaeologist on standby, look where they are now. They were coming down to take a look, the message was clear that they was coming down here and their ideas was, formally taking over the mission. The insurgents who had finally made their way down to the bottom of the shafts had met with the original site group who made the original discovery’s, the insurgents had hurriedly opened a brief case with formal prepared government contracts inside which had been for us to keep this discovery quiet with no questions asked, they got straight down to business. The insurgents looked grim and desperate to get us out of the way and to tidy up things for what I would call a calamity of insanity, we know they needed us down here. We had all the information alongside, with all of the safety protocol projections, we had four hours to decide what we was going to do, while the insurgents had a run down of the elementary elements of the shaft and what had been inside. It gave us time to revise our options and make sure our integrity was still intact, the insurgents were of black and white men in suits with guns and shades, wearing over coats, it all looked like they had came for a party at the office, they had privatised identifications on without the NASA logo, we had demanded answers of to what and where they had come from. Only one of them spoke, he was tall wearing a gas mask, he had been smartly dressed wearing an over coat, he had a beard and a moustache. He was very well spoken with a slight posh accent but his eyes had been covered by the wearing of eye shades. He came forward with the case which had been put down on the floor in front of the stairwell, in front of his bodyguard. He said, we had to deliver these contracts and deliver all of the artefacts. Which had been uncovered or still waiting to be discovered in the shafts, the brief case had not been one of your normal kind of cases, it looked as if it had some sort of display and communications devices built into it. The insurgent had introduced himself as commander of XC9 who will be taking charge down here as of immediately, he needed us to watch the screen on the brief case, which had displayed a video message from the president of the united states. Well I wasn’t surprised, we all had been standing on american soil and the presidents message had been an eccentric one which disclosed information about the threat of terror on what could be lead upon us by retracting these artefacts, The president had reassured us in some doubt that we would all be given new identity’s and safe houses to reside in until we could all regain normal life’s after this day forth. We had all been given a peace of mind with a legitimate covering amount for all the trouble we had went threw for now and the future tenses. Which was surprising, now it could literally fund this whole project ten times over for the next twenty months, I mean some of the steel rods would cost 50k, to 500,000 dollars for one bracket alone and maybe you couldn’t imagine how much a temperamental lawsuit would cost happening 1000s of feet underground and then it was over, I got this cold chill going threw my spine, it felt like seconds had gone past but it actually must have been just over four hours since the insurgents had gotten here. I wasn’t about to give up the discovery of a life time for some top secret MI12 insurgents, men who do they think they were. Coming down here trying to ruin the policies and protocols of our demise religion and beliefs. Our team had been terminated debriefed and escorted out of the shafts by a secret command of wingmen sector XC9, That`s what you would say if you were referencing a plant or planet this had been some sort of referencing system for which scientists had used. A plague of insurgents who came down the shafts and reached to the bottom, to the platform in half the time it took us to even walk down the stairwell looking into the cube. The unit has now been taken over and a fully pledged signed right hand honourable handover of responsibility for the findings, had been honoured. And over my dead body, they paid and they could have paid the price of blood. And it could