The Generals

By Katarina McEagle

WAT DO U DO WEN SH*T HITS THE FAN?

In our everyday world of excess, we really don't think about this, much less take it seriously. Here is just one person's interpretation about wat to do. Take it or leave it, it is a manuel from her real-lyf experiences and the thousands she has met along the way. It Includes real-tym phonology to mirror

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pen Culture Solutions
• Release date: May 9, 2023
• ISBN: 9781638124528

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The Generals

Copyright © 2023 by Katarina McEagle

Paperback ISBN: 978-1-63812-451-1

Ebook ISBN: 978-1-63812-452-8

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Published by Pen Culture Solutions 05/08/2023

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Acknoledgements

This book is dedicated to all those suffering in prison and other cages the government has inflicted on those different than them. This goes out to every parent that has dealt with the ilk of CPS, every person struggling to get clean from the most subliminal of controls, anyone who dared to be different. Most of all, this goes out to all those of Standing Rock who stood up for a cause still budding in its understanding. Keep fighting the good fight.

Chapter 1

  M ost ppl dream of material fulfillment and a slow decay to death as their life work. For my brothers and I, it was anything but material, and to even mention a material life was the result of many lives of striving. Our destiny was one entwined with the planet -- cosmically , it was us who were to decide the fate of humanity thus restoring balance to all sentiency. Humanity had long ago fallen prey to outside influences, and it was our job -- our dharma -- that they remember this long -a go crime and choose to align with all the beings they turned their back on. Once accomplished, it makes Gaia able to return to the higher dimensions by the very sentiency that is on her allowing her to do so. Sounds simple right? Help everyone and we all win yay! As you well know however, humanity can be quite stub born.

The children of the millenia and the generation after them grew up with guns in their hand. Wen WWIII finally at long happened shortly b4 2020, it was like a breath of fresh air washed over the planet and our super strength returned. While millions suffered and died w/o their precious Babylon to wallow in, the few of us, only bout 250 million in fact out of 10 billion honoured our Mother. Our rituals were vastly rewarded. For most, it was an active link to their past lives--remembering a tym wen the Elementals walked the Earth gladly alongside humanity. Suddenly, Fae, Fawns, and Gnomes were seen shimmering in every corner of the world. Glimpses of things so mighty and majestic that modernity could only call them fantasy were coming back.

My two brothers and I had hid in the shadows for 10s of millions of years, and now after 4 million years, we were at last seeing our formal glory return. Well, the strength anyway. For you see, we are vampyres. And while our counterparts--the other generals may not be, they to were once immortal and hence had all the prowess of Xmen abilities. Not to mention our deep, innate connection to Mother Earth. Let me tell you a little secret none of the movies get right. Vampyres predate humanity. And with this age comes living in the higher dimensions and hence naturally, abilities.

Altho wen WWIII ensued, we had no guarentee all our abilities were going to return. Most of my family after centuries of patience, had settled on human lives--that material stuff I mentioned at the beginning--and had all but forgotten our very special, unique past. Call it clandestine or foolishness, I refused to follow suit and still actively practiced. (ALL beings practice magick, it is in fact about as normal as breathing.) So, wen I saw wat our president had planned, in fact probably all the Masons going back 500 years, I knew it was my personal job to wake the generals back up. Only my oldest brother still practiced alongside me, tho as I chose to wander being a vagabond, my magick was more powerful still.

As I said, and to make a long background story short, I had to wake them up. And I was the youngest of the 3 siblings! Once this was accomplished, the humans followed suit, plus all the beings born amongst them. My dear comrade was one of these beings, and for him it weighed heavily to decide the course of millions. For you see, he was also Militia, and b/c of such, it was my next personal mission to find him and ally with him. Call it intuition or wat have you, I knew this was a key strategy.

It was not easy waking the Generals up. Their are 9 of us, and as I said they were happily in baby-mode working jobs and raising the next generation. Like children wiping sleep from their eyes, it took a while for them to catch up. Yes they had super strength. Yes they were millions of years old, quite old in fact as to see the beginning of creation. Yes, they might be in new bodies now, but their souls were almost older than tym (one of them was actually) and these souls had abilities humans could only dream of. Why was any of this happening? Another easy question, I sighed as I answered, this was all predestined from a long, long tym ago in order to fulfill our promise to Mother Earth and bring her to her formal glory.

What on Earth were we going to do with all the children, not to mention their mothers/fathers who didn’t know? As these series of questions continued, I got them ready for the next challenge which we really had no tym for, and I reminded them their was a compound safe for what totalled 18 children now, and 6 adults. These 6 adults were to look after the children while we brought Gaia back to the higher dimensions. Now, for most ppl so used to these lower dimensions, this appears as fighting. Well, it would be great humanity would bow over and declare themselves students to prepare Mother Earth for her voyage, but we wouldn’t be in this mess then would we? It was going to take a lot to convert everyone, and we knew not everyone would. Those that would digress would have to be taken out.

Now, at this point some of you are probably imagining world domination; and let me assure you this is anything but. Long b4 humanity, wolves, or even vampyres came into existence a prophecy was told. It didn’t come from nowhere. Something so bad we can’t talk bout it happend to Mother Earth in the beginning, and b/c of that she didn’t stay in pure Goddess form and instead became the soil, air, and water you see today. This rich environment eventually grew life, and that is where humanity and the wolves come from. No one knows where vampyres came, and to say they came from space only incites laughter. We knew this from our first breath--to save Gaia, and b/c of our abilities we were uniquely endowed and qualified for the mission. This alone was our sole purpose.

Yet, with great power great corruption may come. That is why it is so imperative to side with the Militia to curb our greed and keep our humanity. In order to do this, once I got the children and their parents safely to the compound, I headed out to find my comrade, and his superior, Chris. I took my oldest brother with me, the only one I could trust since he was still actively practicing, and we headed out. It was strange travelling with no interstates anymore, no McDonalds selling millions of burgers per hour, no planes taking off, and no motors running. Yes, this was our destiny but being empaths we could feel all those suffering around us. They were not use to this. While we breathed the freshest scent of freedom in, these humans had gotten so use to modernity that they couldn’t see their destiny had at last come. It was not going to take long to find Harry, tho being on foot felt so tedious.

My brothers and I don’t talk out loud. While almost all books are filled with dialogue, this may seem strange and even more like prose to some because you see, we are so connected their is no need to form full sentences and instead we telepathically sense things to each other. I did this now, indicating their was no need to bring heavy packs, as our bodies could endure the chill. And for food, well, we were allowed after so long to feed again, as long as we didn’t get to carried away. My younger brother was quite used to refusing this. For my older brother and I tho, it was one of our deepest bonding moments and favourite pastyms. It was strange to know I didn’t need provisions--didn’t need a can opener, books, a blanket. Instead now my mind was open to the vastness of the Akashic Records as I could take in information from all over the planet. Humanity would eventually be able to do this as well. Mother Earth would clothe and comfort me in her warmth, and blood was so abundant. I smiled as I walked next to my brother, taking in the littlest of nuances like the sharpening of our sight. I tested my strength, and as I did so I noticed other things. It felt at last the deepest of questions was being answered: that is wasn’t just our strength coming back. But we would have to wait and see.

The next day and about 45 miles later, we came to the last known siting of Harry, and I sniffed deep to pick up his scent. (My younger brother and I had aquired the Wolving gift long ago, our oldest brother is one of the first vampyres and as such did not aquire this.) It was strange, b/c while I able to pick up a plethora of scents so much deeper--more alive now--I did not smell him recent. He was far away--many weeks ago, yet I felt he had not left very far. How odd, wat had caused him to hide, he who was so bold and brazen, and where was he that his scent was on the edge of this area? I sensed this to my brother quite uselessly, b/c he had already figured this out by the look on my face w/o the scent, and we knew the best course of action was to search the perimeter.

Suddenly, I knew this must mean he was underground. But why? For wat purpose had he left the surface of the Earth? We went to look for the entrance, but knew this was not going to be quick. All day, we continue to search the perimeter that was as long as we walked yester. Twilight rose, and evening set, and we made camp for the nite. The next day, the DMT coursing from my dreams help pointed me closer. By high sunlight, we came close to area, and I sniffed again to narrow it down. With this clarity and calmness, I quickly found it--the next day--and came to a thickening of the trees. Not easily seen from the outside, the floor declined and hallowed into a tiny valley. There, towards the opposite entrance, lay a small cavern opening. The scent grew stronger, and I nodded for my brother and I to go in.

Trepidation crept in and I was amazed to still feel this emotion. Something wasn’t right with my friend, and I was not in the mood to deal with this when we had soo much to do. We could now see in the dark, another joy I smiled at as we picked our way to the back, and begin to hear breathing. The breathing was skipping a beat, and I even detected he was ‘out of it’, and I rolled my eyes as I approached him.

Hello old friend, been awhile, wat on earth has gotten into you? Why are you sitting in this cave--

As I said this, we both noticed he was digging frantically at the back of the cave. He had been doing so for days now and hence was going more slowly and quietly at it.

Got to get to them. Got to find them. This is the correct entrance Katy, I know it!

I had to kick my brother from laughing. My comrade was so bold as to the point of madness sometymes, tho I must admit my brothers and I were to we just didn’t show it so overtly. I thot bout wat he said, and realized he must be talking bout the dwarves.

Harry, why is it so imperative to reach them here and now?

He eyed me sharply in the dark, replying, Come on Katy, you know they are a key factor in winning this campaign!

I put my hand on his shoulder—the merest touch arousing me as usual—Darling, I don’t think this is the best way to get it done. Do you even know wats going on outside? How long have you been here?

Three days now, and yes Katy, I know the president went to far in Syria and WWIII has bn declared. Honestly, I started packing up and filling all the guns wid bullets wen I got a vision to come down here.

Harry, I love you, but right now there are TROOPS on the SURFACE that need you. Let the dwarves come to you.

Use your super strength to make sure we can’t all three get in.

I looked at my brother, and he rolled his eyes, but complied. Harry scooched up close to the rock, and I wondered why on earth he thot starving for 3 days clawing at a wall was going to win our campaign. But then, I knew his mind still wasn’t right from all the drugs he had taken enduring Babylon. We started to pound and pound, and rocks flew from the top, but after several minutes no noticable cracks indicated we were getting thru to a secret passage. He rolled his eyes, and said, quite nonchalent, Fine. And merely followed us out. I know most books are full of dialogue and again, I must remind you so much of that dialogue is unnecessary for beings who have known each over 10 million years. This is instead written in paragraphs to describe all the differences this new world is creating.

We began to file up the hill and I was bout to ask him which way wen I sensed it. Another deepening of my ablilities. He must have felt this, because I felt him smile behind me as we walked in the direction of his place.

You know wat I’m going to ask you next, so why don’t you just tell me w/o me doing so?

Don’t be mad, but I’m not for sure where my brother is. You know how well he knows the woods around here, and you know how much he cares for the woman of our family. He could be within a 100 miles in any direction of this place.

I rolled my eyes (this appears quite frequent interacting with Harry). We’re going to have to go to Sarah’s and pick up his scent. Just help me wid that and that’s our best option.

Roger that, he said mockingly back to me.

By nightfall, we arrived at his place. He was a little dismayed, as his lover had given up on him and taken her son to wat she felt was safety. No matter, easier for him to focus w/o her here. We gathered all 50 guns, 3000 rounds, gas masks, and other dug-out gear, and discussed our next course of action.

We can go ahead to go find your brother. But I’m OK staying here 2nite. Wat do u say brother?

Thats fine wid me. We might have super strength but I’m not in the mood to walk all night. It’ll just make me hungry and my thirst harder to control. And Harry looks so tasty.

(The militia and the Generals aren’t exactly wat you’d call buddies. I had only gotten close to Harry b/c of a blood vow I took for murdering him in the 1800s. Not to mention our overly mind blowing sex.)

Harry smirked and growled in reply, Yah sounds fine. Let’s go make a fyr in the back. And Glick you do know wid your sister and I together in this cozy spot there is not guarentee you won’t here strange noises in the night.

I blushed, and followed him outside. I heard my brother grunt heavily in reply, and went with us. We started the fyr, and Harry was delighted to find he could almost start the fyr with his hands alone (pyrokenesis) and so we sat back not helping as much gather wood. I leaned back, and breathed in that orgiastic fyr-smell. I felt the life under me, and noticed the bugs were bothering me less. Did this new world offer no chiggers and ‘skeets, I would be so glad. My brothers would just now be getting use to that; but as I had lived outside for most of the past 10 years, I welcomed such a wonder quite fondly. I breathed Harry’s scent as he sat next to me. My brother sat opposite us on the other side of the fyr, probly better to not notice us. I marveled at the fyr, skrying in it, and felt the change of breath in Harry. It was lovely to notice these subtle changes like the movies say, as b4 it was mostly only a noticable difference in smell.

I wanted to throw him off guard as was one of my favourite games, but I knew regardless where we were probly going to end up 2nite. Suddenly I realized the blessing of this moment, how here we were in a small town next to a fyr while billions suffered around us. My mind filled with all the ppl to find, how long it was going to take, how we had to find them b4 the campaign could even begin let alone winning the war. Had those billions just chosen to live like us--reacclimate--and listen to our pleas of doing so, had they embraced Gaia as we had they wouldn’t be freaking out over loosing Walmart and public skooling and screens and the like. And we have the ability to sit here and enjoy this fyr. Instead, those that didn’t side with us we would have to slaughter, and never get to know these simple joys in this life.

Harry and I hadn’t seen each other in a year, as seemed our normal custom of a once a year fling, and we reveled in our opportunity to be close again. Would this new world offer me much more chance of seeing him; yet I knew that was soo far off to think about. This might be our only chance for years to come, busy in killing and training instead. I scooted closer to him, aroused again by such a small gesture, and I could sense him hardening next to me. I layed my head on his shoulder, cherishing the briefest moments of romance we got, and for a moment we took everything in. I never wanted to rush, and him being a guy obviously wanted to. I continued to persist in staring into the fyr. Sensing my coyness, he slipped an arm ‘round me and that was all it bout took as I started rubbing his body in reply. After a while of this and the fyr blazing higher, almost high enough my brother couldn’t see, the arousal took me and I started kissing his neck. He sighed back, and we started exploring e.others bodies.

Eventually the arousal took us both, and I layed my lips on his. An explosion from nowhere in particular electrified our nerves and he pulled me closer. Too easily I got into his mind and viewed the last few weeks memories. I was dismayed at his drug use and knew I was going to have to help him recover, but so glad Babylon had fallen so it could not posion his mind any longer. I wanted to baby him as usual as he was younger than me, and I almost crawled on top of him. Realizing this would be to much and I’d start going at it right there in front of my brother, I slid a leg on top of his and started feeling his member. All of a sudden he got up and disappeared. I thot it odd, but I was grinning to big to be concerned. He returned a few moments later with a sheet, grinning at me as if he had read my mind. (The thot hadnt even bn put out yet to read.) My brother sighed as got up and after saying ‘Good night all’, went in to retire. There was no need to ask which bed to grab now, and I did hope he didn’t have to whack one off in the process.

I was glad at the kind gesture of a sheet, as I wasn’t bout to get naked and roll around in the grass of the midwest only days after Babylon falling; as itching all the way to his brother and Chris was not a smart strategy. He layed the sheet down and I was touched by his romantic side, but then the primal side took over and not another moment was wasted to start ravaging e.other. After many postions, noises, and sweat later, we layed back laughing like small children smug in the wooley cotton brains of infancy--mirroring that quote by Jim so long ago. Our naughtiness made our innocence return. I eyed him in the dark, as he kept the fyr low, and I was so happy yet over come with emotion to the deep love I felt for him. I knew at long last our strategy was weighing in, and that this was going to save millions. All I was concerned for now was how much ability was going to come back.

The next day the sun was bright and the birds were chirping. They appeared to know that change had come, and that they would be able to grow strong again. I lay next to my love naked, and watched him sleep. This was almost too good of a moment. And it only got better, as my brother came out awkwardly coughing and holding breakfast. There was no more electricity running thru so many wires, so we got to cook on the fyr. That too filled my mind with possibilities of this new world.

After breakfast, which was about the only thing that got Harry up, we grabbed the gear and headed off. So far, it felt we were going in the correct direction but who knew once we got there which direction from there he would be. His brother only somewhat knew his spots farther north, and so it was going to probly take at least 3 days. I focused on the walk ahead, instead of the ardous task. We alternated between following in single file and all 3 of us lined up. Eventually towards evening, well into twilight we came upon their aunts houz and I sighed heavily b4 walking in. Harry opened the door, and to our shock we heard the noise of Jack his brother.

These two brothers by the way are very close, tho they ‘never’ get to see e.other. It has bn this way since they were little kids. Now as such, they both stopped and stared at e.other, blinking. Then also quite nonchalently, Jack said, What? I was getting provisions for the girls you know I was gonna probly run back and do so. They are safe up in a compound I secured farther north. Aunt Sarah is there, mum, I’m sorry I have no idea where your mother is, and grandma is even there! Don’t worry Katy, I got wind of Pat’s fam on the grapevine and supposedly their fine at their houz. No idea where Pat’s sister is tho.

Okay look Jack, no offense, but are u sure its safest for them to be in a different compound and not the one I already secured?

Not Katy, no offense back at’chu but just b/c we’re discussing alliance doesn’t mean we’re hardcore all aligned with eachother and honestly I want to move them to wherever Chris’ compound is seperate from the generals. (We had bn discussing this alliance awhile b4 Babylon fell.)

That’s okay. I’m not offended, I just wanted to make sure they were safe.

Now Jack and Harry beamed at e.other, as if they couldn’t hold it in any longer. They embraced e.other. My mind flashed with memories perhaps only I knew. My brother as usual remained in the background quietly. We let them talk for a long moment, bout as long as we could give them, and then I eyed Jack to get this party started.

After you supply them, how soon can u deploy?

Jack started laughing, Ooo look whos talking all-military! Slow down there general we’re only getting started! If you havn’t guessed by now, wen beings have know e.other this long we tend to talk like siblings.

Well? my brother and I both said.

Should be by tomorrow nite, that is unless we get into a skirmish by then! Jack was half joking, half serious, as he was itching for a fight. Babylon had taken its toll on him, and as he was older like my brother had had to suffer that much longer in its grip. He was so ready for some payback.

Okay I’m coming I havn’t seen your guys’ aunt in 15 years. Brother?

It’d b silly for us to split up now--not good strategy unless we needed to secure this place for some reason.

Jack snorted, and replied, You can burn this place to the ground after we leave for all I care. Those ladies gotta get less attached to their material possessions. Just gonna be quick bout it and make sure theres no extra guns laying around.

He did a quick search, only found a glock under their aunts rocker, and went to get the bags and food. Now we had a pack for each shoulder, and I wasn’t super excited over that but glad at least we were now looking at 80 guns and bout 3500 rounds. Hopefully my blurry-eyed siblings were back at the compound training. We headed almost due north, and I smiled with yet another memory that perhaps only I knew. By nightfall he declared we were little over halfway there and should get there by bout afternoon the next day. I made camp, being a little too eager to do so since I felt I had done this most recent over them. Once the blankets were layed out, I settled down cozy on one anticipating Harry as he started another fyr. Once done, he sat next to me and we ate some meat and all of us went to bed.

The next day, we got up, set down and headed for the ladies. It would be good to see them after so long, as my human family and Jacks had grown up together off and on. We walkd down the path--ones we made thru both open field and road—wen we came to a ridge. I smelled that gunpowder-sulfury smell and we all looked down to see a skirmish taking place. I sighed and rolled my eyes as of course Jack had to be right, secretly feeling he had brot this on. Yet I felt it was no use to try and avoid it as that would more than likely mark us. We started to head down the hill to get a better eye on wat was wat, and realized of course they were fighting for provisions.

Relishing in our speediness coming back in addition to the strength, my brother and I came up behind either party and pulled their arms behind their backs. Their peers stopped.

Now come on, do u guys really need to fight over this; can’t y’all just share? my brother said.

They started to protest and I tightened my hold on the one I had. Now look, how much y’all got, fucking split it already and be done with it! This again was another basic tactic of reacclimation so forlorn to the Babylon-supporters. They all looked at each other, their peers quite dismayed over seeing something they were not used to, but the two we had hold of nodded, sighed and said, Fine. Very well. But this asshole--

Uh, ah, we don’t want to hear it. Get it done. My brother started to say and I finished.

We let em go and eyed them heavily, them eyeing our comrades heavily in turn, but appeared to start doing this simple task. So wat if one had more ppl and the other more women this was how you lived! Wen the ppl my brother was holding started for the tent, the others began to protest. Yet I noticed one of them had a tarp and I looked at Jack and said, Are their any bungees left at the houz? He nodded, and I said, Look, theres a houz bout 2 days walk for ya back south. Get some bungees there and you’ll have shelter. Or you could continue to look for a tent and be stupid enough to fight over it. They sighed, hating how right I was, but both parties grabbed the last of the stuff and went in seperate directions.

Our comrades silently admired us, not used to such tactics we had bn practicing for so long. It was a welcome change to teach others. We continued to walk, and bout 2ish hours later came upon some woods. Almost invisible to others, Jack went behind a thick wall of greenery and revealed an old houz. It had already bn fortified with sandbags and the windows were boarded up. I was excited to see their aunt, as she was an old hippie from back in the day--always full of stories. We walked in and I beamed at Sarah, and she actually remembered me. Their cousin was there as well.

How you doing mon cherie, its bn a while! she said

Its bn 15 years, Sarah! I said back.

My brother looked uncomfortable, as he didn’t know any of these ppl.

Got tym for just one story right? I looked at her hopefully.

Of course! she said.

We sat down and at least my brother could hear a glimpse of why I was so fond of her. I did suddenly realize bringing him into a houz wid four women was making him hungry. Patiently tho, he endured it as we sat to listen to her inspire us with tales of victory against Vietnam--the war machine specifically--to our own foretold victory. After several hours, Jack sighed and said, We probly should be heading out, as we got a long journey ahead of us. I love you aunt, thank you for taking care of me over these last few years. I needed it! Quickly he debriefed them on the hunting supplies he brot for em, and let em know where a secret hole was wid MRE’s and seed packs in it. But for goodness sake, learn to hunt! They all knew the plants of the woods quite well, and already had some seeds to plant. They all hugged e.other goodbye, and for Harry it was particularly emotional since he hadn’t seen any of them in awhile.

Now we set off in the direction of Chris. Night was already falling, and we knew we weren’t going to walk all nite. I was reveling in my abilities and it was feeling lighter. It’d take at least 3 days walk to Chris, and another 3 days back to my siblings. We all were thinking bout comadering some horses, but had no clue where to look. Continuing the walk for another threeish hours, we at last came to a rather beautiful spot and bedded down for the nite. Harry was almost to tired for a fire, but to our relief Jack pulled out some jerky. We all ate hungrily yet quietly, and went to bed. My brothers’ and my hunger were increasing, and it seemed we had to feed to keep up these abilities.

The next day we got up a little after dawn wen the sun was starting to lift and felt full of lyf. Of all the long walks I had taken with gear this was such a blessing full of purpose! We ‘clocked’ bout 30 more miles wen night began to fall, and gradually I began to feel a lilting, lifting sensation. I didn’t even need to check my brother, I knew he felt it too. I was almost to estastic to share this with the militia, and decided to build this feeling up ‘till they fell asleep. After another hour or so, we made camp with our average 45 miles walked and Harry started a fyr. Just one night missed, and he was already jonesing to make one. By the way if you haven’t figured it out by now, one of these brothers is uniquely gifted with the spirit of earth, and the other, fyr. I realized I didn’t have to wait till they fell asleep, b/c the fyr was a good focus to slip away from.

A short tym later, I did just that, and quickly walked to the edge of the clearing. Also I checked to see where my brother was, and I noticed he was not far behind scanning both scenes. I concentrated, and to my utter surprise and delight I noticed my feet beginning to come off the ground. I weeped tears of joy, and knew at long last since my first breath, my deepest feeling was coming true. At last I recieved THE answer: that it wasn’t just our strength coming back.

For about another half hour I practiced, and got to the point I could stay up in the air for bout a minute. My brother tried to, but could only stay up half of that (mayb because he is a boy and therefore weighs more). We both grinned huge, shit-eaten grins to each other in the dark and walked back arms linked to the fyr. This was going to make the campaign SO much easier! To think of getting all the way to California, we now had a viable solution. We all went to sleep, and that was one of the best sleeps I ever had. The next day wen we awoke, a new spring in my step, we got closer to Chris. By sundown, a decision had to be made.

We’re almost there, I said.

Do you want to keep going? Jack asked.

We might as well, Harry said.

Think its a good idea, Glick agreed.

So we continued the last 20 miles, making it a 60 mile day; but at least some of it was done in the dark. I could feel our strength increasing, tired as I was, and I stayed in the back a cuple tyms to practice the newest ability. Finally, after a long tym, we came to the rise of a hill and there, down below lay a huge building full of light. Of course he had a generator still working. I was a little nervous, as I had only dreamed of this moment for the last 10 years and therefore had never met him. I only hoped our not being human was going to go smoothly.

We walked down the hill, no need looking for a cutting thru it now, we could all maneuver, and purty soon we landed on the landing. No surprise, lights pointed our way and dogs started coming out. Wonderfully, I started to shift to calm the dogs down and shouts were yelled.

WHO GOES THERE?

It’s US Jack and Harry! Jack shouted.

The lights lowered a bit, and a reply was heard, Jack? Harry? That really you?!

It is, Jack said.

The lights were lowered and suddenly a largish man was seen walking briskly over to us. Slowing down, he made sure his vision was correct, and feeling his surge of relief, he strided over to us.

Jack! Harry! I was wondering where the fuck you were! Beginning to think you all weren’t gonna make it! Two man hugs later, we all walked to the entrance of the compound. Just short of the door, this man stopped and asked, Now who are they?

Jack mustered up a tall stance (he wasn’t very tall) and said solemnly, Chris, these are the representatives of the generals. They want to side with us.

Chris literally didn’t say anything, partly out of formality and partly out of shock, and started to walk in. He indicated for us to follow. Once inside, it was a little too much--modern, full of fluorescent lights and plastic tables and barracks. In short, a normal military base. Militia is afterall local military. Chris gestured to a table and we all sat down. He paused, clearly thinking of the best way to start, and said, You’re really wanting to side with us? Tell me bout yourselves.

We were born to fight--it goes back to basically to every life. Rather tho killing and plundering for domination, about ten years ago something beyond words happened to me and I knew it was best for humanity to side with you. No thanks in part to Harry here--I nodded to Harry--and I don’t want to be responsible for ending the majority of humanity. Instead, I look to a world we can all cohabitate peacefully and I KNOW to do so is to side with you, I said.

How do you know about me? Chris asked, sensing I knew.

Honestly, I’m not sure you’ll believe me, no offense, but--I’ve dreamt bout you for a long tym. Not sure another word for it than ‘dream’ but it wasn’t sleeping. Somehow growing up with Jack here, I’ve known bout you. My brother and I can draw memories off of ppl and even objects sometyms of things nearby.

He continued the silence for a cuple more minutes, and then said, Wow, thats very interesting, but if that’s true, how do I know you are soldiers then and not mystics?

Suddenly in two seconds I had Jack on the ground, hands behind his back. Another second and my brother had a knife at his throat. Chris began to stand. Believe me now?

Chris looked very serious, and then gradually began to laugh. Good. Good! That’ll do let’s talk bout numbers tomorrow, I know you all are tired!

Harry stood up, we let Jack up, and then we all followed Chris to a hallway. We didn’t have to sleep in the open hall barracks, being superiors; we were allowed to sleep in our own quarters. (Still barracks, just smaller rooms.) I didn’t like it, neither did Harry. Chris led Harry and his brother to one room, and my brother and I to another. I grabbed the bottom bunk just b/c I was so tired, and my brother crawled up to the top one. In minutes, were we asleep.

The next morning, blessedly, it felt like Chris let us sleep a good portion of the morning. Grateful tho it did feel a bit too much like jail, we went out into the large hall to find breakfast waiting. After eating, Chris joined us much to my surprise with coffee, and also to my surprise and relief, led us outside to talk.

So what is this I hear you all are generals?

Well sir, there is a prophecy, that states ‘9 will be born and 9 will rise. 9 will decide the course of Babylon’s demise and Gaia’s uprise. As was foretold since tym immemorial with the natives, the Earth will be cleansed by the Rainbow Warriors and Indigo to lead to a new age of harmony with Gaia. A catalyst is necessary for that to occur, and sir, we are that catalyst, I said.

So you don’t think the catalyst is WWIII? Chris quizzed.

Sir, humanity can fall with or without WWIII. WWIII is about the economy, which was made to fall thru derivatives. That is only the beginning, for humanity to get a nudge not to be so dependent on Babylon. Now they can either freak without their modern conveniences, or understand there has bn much better technology on this planet. Once this change is undergone, then and only then can they rise to the challenge and joy of their own formal glory. Which is being in touch with Gaia, talking to her Spirits much the way the natives have all along, and strengthening all around them by having this deep knowledge, I said.

Harry beamed, b/c that was his favourite part. That was one of the things that brot us close together.

That is where we come in sir, my brother said.

So you want to have a military campaign that’ll stir the hearts and mind of millions? Chris countered. Brilliant! that’s the fyr behind our own campaign to back it! I like it, but let’s talk pratically. Wat are your numbers?

900, my brother said.

And counting? I thot back to him.

Purty sure. He thot.

Hmm, 900 troops, wat bout supplies?

I’ve got bout 85 guns here and 3500 rounds, Harry said.

Well, we have plenty of guns, but rations are going to be short the first year till we can grow crops. 900 isn’t very much, but it’s good start. We have over 30,000 troops in fact, but the problem is they are in almost every state and we’re not sure how to get to them. Their spread out everywhere. It’s a mess, Chris said.

Glick and I looked at eachother. Leave that to us, I said.

And wat bout your own troops, where are they? Chris asked.

Same deal, we have to round them up. My brother and I were born for such a task, as are the other generals.

And ok Harry, I know you want to speak, wat is it?

Sir, their is something certain and specific I am tasked with to do. Do I have your leave to perform such task?

Chris nodded. You do. But don’t be running off just yet.

Harry nodded.

Sir, their is a chance I can add almost 10,000 more troops to that, but their even more elusive, I said.

Great, we need all the numbers we can get. We’ve got to show the former American ppl why they want to side with us, not to mention the millions coming back form the middle East to defect. This is going to take a while.

But we all know we don’t want a bunch of slaughtered vets, Glick said.

Exactly, Chris said. And lady, if you think you can inspire the hearts and minds of half a billion ppl, you’re welcome to it--more power to ya. Jack, since you’ve bn with me so long, I want you to stay here and train the troops. That understood?

Yes sir, Jack said.

So you and you’re brother are going back to your ppl. From there you plan on finding your troops. Wat bout our troops?

We can go find them too, Glick said.

Harry, I want you to go with them and rally the troops. We’ll reconvene here in about 6 months.

Thrilled, my brother and I walked off in the direction of the other generals, giving Jack a big hug. It was so good to see him, and leaving his touch my mind filled with the memories of simpler tyms wen we use to party together. After getting debriefed further by Chris and bringing some guns just in case, and a cuple rations, Harry caught up with us. We smiled at one another, so glad to have the first part of the mission underway and so full of purpose. At last, our dharma was coming into fold.

Chapter Two

  T he next day we started bright and early and got to the Mississippi River. Harry didn’t know the secret for how we got over the first tym to find him, altho where we came to it at didn’t look like that was going to happe ning.

Darn, where are all the boats? I questioned.

My brother and I had a knack for manifesting stuff like that fairly quickly. Now tho, my brother said, I don’t see any.

Harry stood quietly watching us and waiting. He wasn’t a huge fan of water.

Wat are we gonna do? I said outloud.

My brother and I looked at eachother, and we realized wat it was to do. We both didn’t feel like dillydallying for an hour going up and down looking for a boat. We wer going to have to fly across. And therefore give up our secret. Without further ado, I rose into the air much to the startlement of Harry, who’s mouth was agape. I motioned for him to hand me some gear, and bravely started across since I was both the strongest swimmer and flier.

It was hard. I kept dipping down, and a cuple tyms my feet actually went into the water, but after landing on the other shore I realized it helped strengthen my flight. Which wasn’t really flight at that point, more of a beautiful gliding across the water. I caught my breath, meditated quickly, and motioned for brother to come with the other bag. He followed suit, which was quite hilarious as he had never bn as jonesing for this ability as I was, and hence dipped into the water several tyms. One tym he even got above his ankles in the middle b4 pulling up, but then landed next to me. Harry stood on the other shore still in shock a bit and not saying anything.

Lets both go back and get him, I said.

OK.

Just a cuple minutes rest, and we both flew back to him. Not much improvement. We both tucked a hand under his arm and lifted him up. At first, I could feel his dismay--at being vulnerable--and then feel him calm down at the exhiliration of it. My brother and I stayed higher with two of us holding on, but Harry dipped a cuple tyms which he hated. I did my best to keep him out of the water, and then we landed. The boys picked up the packs and we started bascially due West. Only after a while, did Harry talk.

So...that was special, he said, and kept walking. He eyed us for several hours afterword.

By nightfall, we had made it bout 30 miles, and decided to rest. We settled down at a lush spot, so lush it felt cooler than other spots we had bn. It was also a bit of a hill, so we were able to have a good vantage. Harry started the fyr, smiling like a little kid, and busied himself with it it seemed a little more than usual. After our rations, we all started to drift off to sleep when Harry turned over to me and asked, Do you think this means I can become a fyrball AGAIN?

I smiled in the dark, and replied, Of course it does. And drifted off into a lovely, full dream.

The next day I felt we were getting closer. I’m going to find those horses! There had bn rumours of ‘wild horses’ in the area, and I wondered wat powers now we had that could draw them close. I wasn’t a horse whisperer or Gandalf, so I doubted we had that ability, even tho I knew Jack was purty connected to the woods. Oh well, perhaps luck will weigh out and we’ll run into them. We continued to walk well into the afternoon, wen at last we came to Hwy 60. We were now only bout a day away, and suddenly I remember a spot another 20 miles where there could be horses.

Do you all want to push another 20 mi or do u want to bed down for the nite?

Whats in 20 mi? my brother asked, knowing me so well.

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