Michael Gabriel (Book One)

By Elisha James

US Navy Seal, Michael Gabriel leaves the government at the rise of the New World Order with his son Bonny and dog Jeb to put together the pieces of the past that his father David, had taught about that which once were only conspiracies and were now living realities. Antiochus Epiphanies new young charismatic American attorney general had sought

• Language: English
• Publisher: ElishaCindyDean
• Release date: Oct 20, 2023
• ISBN: 9798988925057

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Michael Gabriel

(Book One)

Elisha James

Copyright © 2023 James Huseman

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without permission in writing from the publisher.

ElishaCindyDean—Portsmouth, VA

ISBN: 979-8-9889250-7-1

eBook ISBN: 979-8-9889250-5-7

Library of Congress Control Number: 2023915492

Title: Michael Gabriel

Author: Elisha James

Digital distribution | 2023

Paperback | 2023

This is a work of fiction. The characters, names, incidents, places, and dialogue are products of the author’s imagination, and are not to be construed as real.

Dedication

I was in penile system under covid quarantine when I wrote Michael Gabriel. Being a Seeker and taking nothing at face value I searched the depths of theology, philosophy, prophecy, astronomy, numerology, geography, Occultic esoteric science, ancient and American world history and put together what I believe could be in the lines of truth and prophecy! Today is not the only day of prohibition! All will come before the Throne of God with Azazel (Satan) of the way when he is cast out of this universe for good and all will Bow Down before Jesus (Yeshua) our lord! He loves each and every one of us, condemning no one to hell for eternal punishment but only the devil and angels who fell from their first estate but giving (us) humans chance after chance even after death itself to be in conscious contact with him as Adam was in the beginning.             

I would like give a special thanks to Lisa Ann Bateman my grandmother who I call Mammie who unselfishly took me in as her own not wanting a twelve and thirteen year old to raise me alone, I owe it all to her! She was the one who was with me through my 8 years of imprisonment and through the pain of hardships that I was destined to face; reminding me that I was never alone. I would also like to thank Ms. Em executive publisher of New Book Authors for promptly reaching out to me and extending a dedicated hand with this novel. She is the backbone, the spine of this book! I thank her for making this dream come true. God bless you all I hope you enjoy my story! 

Contents

Michael Gabriel

Dedication

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

About the Author

Chapter 1

T

he year was 1944 in Nuremberg Germany. The sky was dark, and lightning struck down through the rainfall and the thunder roared from behind its electric combustion. Adolf Hitler had just brought the crown of Charlemagne from Vienna in Austria even after the emperors of old had sworn to protect it forevermore! However, after the German president Heidenberg died, his cabinet joined forces to remilitarize the Rhineland under Mussolini the Italian dictator. With the favor of Rome, Adolf was working towards gaining total control of the people. He had unveiled his secret obsession what he wrote about in his book titled Mein Kampf, my struggle and began annexing Jews to the concentration camps in Nordstrom to reunite the Holy Roman empire.

The Nazis hated and humiliated the Jews who lived in Europe mocking their heritage and kicking them down spitting on them in the streets and making them beg like dogs for the scraps that fell off their tables. Though he not only envisioned killing of the Jews of Judah but the nations of spiritual Israel of the English-speaking peoples of Great Britain and the United States! He had just stepped inside from out of the pouring rain that beat down on the tin roof like a drum to meet his officer in command Alvin Volski, who was standing eagerly at his attention expecting the Chancellor's arrival serving with nothing less than excellence in his Majesty's presence. When he dismissed the officer, he began his quarterly inspection as routine. When suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he saw another Nazi from his order of the black Jesus society, smacking down the most beautiful woman that he had ever laid eyes upon. Though even being a Jew, she danced frantically inside the illusions of his mind, drawing up his dark imaginations far and wide. To him, it was love at first sight.

She was tall for a girl, ash blonde hair and regal cheeks, close to her eyes, though not blue or brown, but a shade in between green, making her the Aryan exception. The Jesuit soldier who was on guard had just raised his hand for the second fatal blow after he caught her attempting to steal an extra ration of bread. For twenty-four hours she had slaved in the bone chilling cold at the railroads with an axe pick in her hands. Her hands were bruised, and feet blistered from the five mile walk both ways. In fright, she staggered and curled up in a ball trembling in fear as he was about to strike her down another time. Now catching Adolf's attention who yelled in haste. "Hey you! Stop it! Stop it now!

The man looked at Hitler and was dazed with confusion as he struck her again in the head a third time. With a hint of reproach, Hitler approached closer pointing his finger in his face. The woman's heart beating rapidly inside her chest fearing the Jesuit tectonic soldier priest.

Hey, you! he yelled again, louder this time. Stop it now!

The man in uniform turned sharply with his boot heels together and toes pointing ten and two at attention of fear of Hitler's radical expressions. Now closer butting nose and nose, everyone else sobered by his chastity.

What do you think you're doing hitting God's precious child! he yelled frantically, and spittle sprayed on the soldier priest's face. The soldier said nothing, remaining stoic and silent while Hitler ordered him. Give me your pistol!

He Shaked reaching for his side arm reluctantly ripping it out of his holster and handing it to his master of the dark order; demanding that he apologize for his cruel and unusual behavior towards the woman. With a twist of confusion, the soldier turned back stuttering to make his appeal.

I’m sorry! he squeaked, while the other onlookers watched laughing at his expense, amused and glad it was not happening to them. Adolf raised the Luger putting it in the man's face knocking off his hat then pulling back the trigger. Before the firing pin made a click, blood and brain matter sprayed into the woman's face. She flinched, shaking in fear wondering if she was going to be the next victim lying on the threshing floor surrounded by a pool of cold blood.

Though at least then she would be with her family safely resting in peace. For a second, she thought, if he pulled the trigger quickly the pain of torment would go away! The Nazis continued to Nash their teeth cheering him on as he handed back the gun to one of his own. They coward in fear and looked away nervously. The woman caught his lifeless gaze without reproach while he reached out his hand ever so gently and grabbed hers raising it to kiss the top. Now she bowed, looking down then eyes back up meeting him at eye level as he helped her stand back on her feet.

What's your name my lady? he sensitively inquired.

Esther Epiphanes, my Lord, she said trembling.

He smiled faintly and said back with a mysterious chuckle.

Why that's a wonderful name, my dear, and my name is Adolf Hitler the father and Chancellor of the Rhine! The pronunciation sounded like fingernails on a chalkboard, she shrieked at its sound.

My, my, my, don't be scared my child, he said, pulling her hand towards the direction of the guard shack and in fear she conceded wisely letting him lead the way.

Everyone, leaves now! He demanded, ushering everyone out of the room with the wave of his hand and all the Nazis scattered like flies. He threatened to kill them off for all being such traitorous savages. Many of them thought that he was playing a joke or that the methamphetamines had finally made him lose sanity which he never had in the first place.

The guard station was small with a control booth and makeshift kitchen table, and two chairs on each side. He pulled out a chair gesturing with his hand for her to take a seat. She sat across from him on the other side while he placed his elbows down on the table bringing his hands together underneath his chin and resting his head in place. He smiled, stretching out his little mustache under his nose. She was perplexed, not knowing whether to smile or to cry. He reached for a bottle with lettering that read 1907, Merlot and then popped the cork and like blood out came wine. He poured it slowly from out of its bottleneck into a glass then he poured another for himself.

You must be thirsty working out at the rails, it's no easy job. Much like the Romans who built roads, I am doing my best to unite the world with one culture and one race. I have one vision and that is to rule this world. I will do whatever it takes! he said while picking up his glass and making the wine swirl inside the crystal while inhaling its aroma.

I love dark wine. It's bitter yet sweet like a romantic who’s lost in seduction. She wisely played along ogling around his figure pretending to admire his midnight black uniform with a red swastika on the sleeve. A symbol which stood against everything she had ever known and loved. It had golden buttons and award metals. He wore black shiny leather gloves on his hands, and he smelled like German cologne oil and stale cigar smoke. He smiled, while taking another sip of Merlot and putting down the glass .

You said your name was Esther Epiphanes? Her heart fluttering, not wanting to say it wrong.

Yes, why, yes, that's right, she answered. Please my child turn that frown upside down.

She managed to paint a weak smear of poise onto her face. He snickered.

Tell me Esther, do you know why I shot one of my own men tonight? she nodded side to side in uncertainty. Her eyes fixed on his hand as he secured his Lugar back in its holster. Do not be afraid my child.

She nodded in disordering agreement.

He continued, I shot him because he was hitting you! You know, I am not a big bad man like everyone thinks! He laughed. Tell me are you a Jew? Most Jews do not have such beautiful light features; your eyes are enchanting!

Yes, I am Jewish, my mother was from Judah and was a Jew father Greek though his mother was a German catholic.

He laughed. We have something in common then, don't we? Both of us had Jewish mothers but I could not stand my mother!

She shrieked; her psyche was doing cartwheels. She thought this man was a lunatic. Are you going to kill me? she asked expectantly.

No, my child, how could I kill something as beautiful as you. She remained quiet. You know, I studied art before I answered my calling to write a book about my struggle, a book immersed in the culture of Europe a draft to lead a new world order. But you my dear are the finest piece of art and all of the Rhineland. I am obsessed with collecting art matter of fact, I have just gotten some priceless pieces back from the sanctuary of Saint Catherine's church. He smiled with an unequivocal charm.

Oh, that's nice. She shyly smiled back.

He adjusted to an upright position. I gave the most dynamic speech there. I spoke boldly testifying that in no other German city is there a strong connection between the past and the present as Nuremberg the old and the new imperial City and it is this German City, which the German Reich, is fit to defend the regal behind its walls. We have regained ownership of these symbols which testifies to the power and the strength of the old Reich and its manifestation of a new world power that would be birthed through Germany! We have been the light bearers of the thousand-year crown! He spoke with intensity, and she anxiously took a sip of wine and coughed, and it helped make her feel calm.

Do you like it, my dear? She smiled vaguely, while licking her lips.

Yes, it's bitter but sweet, just like you said it was, he continued. Everything I've done is for a purpose and for a greater purpose, though one of which we cannot see, yet that is, he said while reaching across the table to grab her frail little hand and she nervously, though wisely, kept her composure and did not pull away. Though in fear she almost prayed but after she lost her parents in the gas chamber, she lost her faith too.

Tell me what do you see in me? Look into my eyes, I hope you see something good? He blushed.

She thought this man was a complete psychopath, but she played along anyway. Yes, yes! she beamed. Something good, something very good indeed!

Yes, surely, I am but the world thinks I am a monster. I wish they could see through your eyes. Even my own regime secretly thinks I am insane, but they cower when standing in my presence because they know I do not tolerate disrespect. It has been my heart's desire to make Nuremberg the center of my empire. I went to establish the city as a shining light of culture Glory! I will resurrect the Castle and you Esther will be my queen.

She blinked a few times trying to read his deific mask of personality while twirling her fingers and thumbs in speculation. He continued onward.

Esther, would you like to be my queen, the spade of a new world? he spoke with enthusiasm.

She had no idea what to think; for all she knew, he was bluffing and after he raped her, he would leave her dead in nothing left but a bag of bones. Though she exhaled and continued to play his game. Now raising her eyebrows curiously.

Yes, a queen, I would love to be your queen and you my Adolf Hitler you could be my king; my knight in shining armor! she said with equal emotion and pheromones breed between them and he breathed them deep and had a sexual premonition.

Notwithstanding his sexual nature he reached for her hand, getting her scarcely aroused and in fear she conceded to his touch, and he went in to kiss her. Pushing off the bottle of wine and the crystal glasses and shattering them on the floor. Wine spilled from the table dripping in every direction. He picked her up and put her on the table and then they made love knocking their knees and clutching together contracting and retracting their muscles after they finished, he grimly zipped up his pants and walked to the other side of the room. Esther scooted off the table in her dress, fell back down and water leaked from between her legs.

Adolf begun pacing the floor while looking at her. He politely asked, How would you like to go to my cottage in East Berlin?

A bit unsettled she told him what he wanted to hear. Yes, yes, I would love to go! she beamed and blush feeling guilty of her whoredom, but she had to save her own life his fanaticism left her no choice.

Yes, you will?

She smiled big. Yes, I will.

They hugged tightly. For the next few weeks, they went off on a retreat and she was the woman who rode the beast.

Thereafter, the first month while Adolf was mumbling about his new explorations, Esther told him that she was pregnant and to her surprise he did not seem to care. In fact, he was thrilled to become a father. He said he needed an heir to sit on his throne. Shortly after she broke the news, he took her to his favorite show starring Richard Wagner, a sexually perverted, an antisemite, though Hitler was intoxicated by his musical abilities and amazing Acts. Esther loved the show and began growing attached to Adolf. At first, she did not think she could ever love him but now she knew there was a first time for everything.

During these times Hitler's SS Nazi regime greatly feared him and could not quite comprehend his motives but they had to believe that he was leading the country back to its rightful position and he was simply making sacrifices for the greater good of the world and the New world order, so in blind Faith, he lead them into a dark room, and they unconsciously followed him into his personal nightmare.

One day after coming back from an exploration and eradicating a large bunker to hide his best European art to preserved it with the most modern Germanic technology. He brought back Esther, a painting by his favorite artist Ziegler. It was a picture of a Jewish woman holding an Aryan baby by a Riverbend and for some reason, she loved it!

Now about three months pregnant, she began to grow weary because he was always having manic spurts of highs and lows and would run around the cottage like a madman. Often, she missed her parents, her mother Ruth. Her family lineage dated back to the Essenes who were Jewish mystics and outcast amongst the majority of Pharisees. Her father Aleksandr adopted Catholicism which was enforced by the state and Hitler's symmetric from their European culture he would often repeatedly say that his would empire reign for a thousand years. He even told Esther he represented a type of Messianic savior.

His fanaticism was to kill off the Jews because he was tricked by Lucifer who had made him believe he was conducting God's work just like Charlemagne who demonically led the Christian crusades. He would stay up for days waxing about how he was the Redeemer and that he would bring about God's rule on Earth. He even drugged his Nazis soldiers with test chemicals later that would be called methamphetamines to model themselves after the Catholic Jesuits in the order of the catholic church. He wanted to revitalize the Roman empires brotherhood of soldier priest called the tectonic knights. He also had the Nazis initiate on a large scale of effort to rewrite the New testament to prove that Jesus Christ was actually an Aryan and that the Jews were his primary enemies.

The more Hitler rambled on the more worried she became. She worried that the war would close in around their property Berlin because she could hear it going on day and night. It was only a matter of time until Britain and American troops came closing in on all sides. About her sixth month of pregnancy, she asked Adolf to stop his mental games that were making her sick. She knew that the drugs he was injecting were some of the causes of erratic behavior. He made continual promises to her that the war was almost over and when it was, he would explain to her the truth of all his escapades and why he was committing genocide that would later be known as the Holocaust. She knew in her heart of hearts that his excursions were mostly about Germanic culture and art but she often thought why did so many people have to die for art and culture?

One night while she watched the east Berlin sky glistening over the horizon rocking in her rocking chair and in the distance of darkness three men came over equal in size and all wore black silk cloaks over top of their heads. She saw dimly that they were pale white and had seether angelic skin and hail empty blue eyes. When Hitler went to the door, he asked her to wait outside while they commenced a seance of initiation in the cottage.

Thereafter, about thirty minutes she grew impatient and wondered why they were being so loud. Stepping onto the porch she cracked open the door and saw Hitler naked having intercourse with these three strange men. These acts of sodomy were against human nature and caused her to stagger back making the joists in the floor crack and creek, shifting like an earthquake, and then drawing the attention to herself in fright she wrapped her arm over her stomach protecting the baby and ran into the field in front of the cottage. She lays quietly in the stillness of the night waiting from the men to walk outside. Finally, the door opened, and they stepped outside from the distance in the moonlight and their faces shined like wax. As they walked away, she stayed hidden until they disappeared into the night.

When she went back inside, she saw Adolf fully dressed in uniform and in perfect peace and writing in his diary. Though Esther did not remember seeing it before, she did not act irrationally. He later looked up dead into her eyes and spoke out, It’s not my time.

Time for what? You are scaring me?

First remaining stoic and then spoke again, Time for the destiny to be fulfilled.

What destiny? she asked abruptly.

World power, One Nation, one truth to liberate all of mankind and reveal to them their true handmade designs!

Adolf, what are you writing down?

The cryptic coding.

What coding? she asked rapidly, putting her hand on her hip.

The seance of science to unlock the seventh seal and the four corners of the world for the next heir in line to finish the light bearers bidding. He twisted a grimace and began talking in a foreign dialect though she could not understand it.

Stop it Adolf, you are scaring me. Who were those men? she barked. The elders of the Anunnaki: Caligastia, Daligastia and Vangastia. They came to invoke the spirit of the man of perdition, but they foresaw it and said it was not my time. You soon will know it is only the beginning, wait for the seven seal to open then he will appear on the Earth, and he will be the strongest man that the world has ever seen and will ever see again.

What now?

The elders told me I will lose the battle, but I will win the war!

Who is he?

The king of this world he already rules in the unseen but the world will one day see him, and we will all have our chance to harvest all the souls we can and even bring some back into the order of the first root race.

She rolled her eyes.

Tomorrow, I will sacrifice myself to the God of this world Azazel but you my dear you must go to the capital of Germany to the west side of the Berlin Wall. There you will meet my old friend Malcolm Tarnowski, he will protect you and the child and tell you exactly what to do. She nodded her head, loss for words and short of the right expression to draw on her face.

Adolf had lost his head and she could not believe it, though maybe, she was hallucinating from the drugs that he was making her eat, a little while later, she fell asleep and then the next morning Hitler was gone. In a bit of a panic, she packed a bag and picked up the diary that he left closed on the table and made haste to the capital.

It was a cloudless day in Berlin and Esther stood in distress at the East side of the wall. The Nazis marched onward continuing their raids and loading men and women and children on to train gespto was everywhere even some Jesuits had joined with the cespto and had worked as the S.S secret spies in order to save their own lives. She stood on the opposite side of the wall, and she could hear violent screams protruding from the other side and then a whisper. She peered through a hole on the other side and saw her old childhood friend Anna Frank. She was being escorted onto freight cars kicking and screaming in the arms of the secret police. Esther shrieked in fear and felt like a traitor, a fake a fraudulent Jew! While her people were being led to camps, she was straddling the fence and having an identity crisis. She turned around after Malcolm touched her shoulder, He was a tall man and had blonde hair, blue eyes, and small features. He was wearing a gray suit handsomely with a long trench coat over top. She turned, facing him, when he asked. Are you Esther Epiphanes?

Yes, I am, Adolf told me to meet you here.

Yes, very well, we don't have much time. German leopard tanks tracked by, and the American B-52 bombers flew overhead, and German war sirens blasted off louder than the trumpets in the last days. The people on the east side of the wall cheered in liberation as the American plains continued to fly overhead and, in the distance, she saw German flags waving in yellows, reds and black waving in their surrender. They were retreating.

Let's go! Malcolm began running and Esther followed along the east side of the wall.

Tell me what's going on?

Nazi Germany just lost the war.

While moving along the wall trekking through the streets, he glanced at her while running and grabbed her hand and then stopped dead in his tracks. The crown still remains, but we're going to America!

I'm afraid I don't understand? She exhaled and then inhaled, catching her breath.

It's okay you will in time.

I will in time?  she asked.

You will know the way of the New order.

What New order? Germany just lost the war?

There's not enough time to explain take my hand, you need to trust me, or we are going to miss our plane. She stared off in a haze and he yelled, Do you trust me? Take my hand."

She sighed in despondency as the Nazis continued to flee; Americans moved in force fighting alongside the Brits.

As the plane took off, Esther sat in the window and watched the ground until it ran out of the runway beneath. Esther's mind stirred with the thoughts as she watched Europe from