Advent of War Duology: Whispers in the Darkness
By: Pho galaxy889@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: You know the drill, I own my original characters etc. I don't claim to own Gargoyles, etc.
This story is told from a Matt Bluestone POV, so don't expect a whole lot of human interaction. But bare with me, as this concludes the Advent of War Duology and will probably make all I have written make sense. If it doesn't make sense (though when have I yet) please feel free to e-mail me with what you don't understand. Feel free of course to e-mail comments, hate mail, death threats, questions, but no spam. I have a block button that needs a workout so no spam. Now I will shut up and let the fic begin.
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I walked down that street, not realizing how things would change so very soon. I was deep in thought about my life.
What is the meaning in my life? For the longest time I have sought the Illuminati and now I am one. So much for my life goal number one, it isn't what its cracked up to be.
First using me to help them almost capture Goliath. Then using me to get Elisa addicted to pot. What was it all for?
Now I have the letter saying:
"Dear Detective Bluestone,
The Council cordially requests your presence for questioning about recent events and those to come. You will be met on the alley off the old police clock tower at midnight and taken to the Council then."
Its nearly midnight and I'm in the alley. Now something's holding my mouth and...
I moan waking up, someone must have ambushed me. A common mugger woldn't kill me, but would at least have tried to kill me. As my vision comes back I see I'm in a limo, and a man I know only as the Representative is sitting across from me.
"Why did you do that," I demand.
"It was necessary. You are too low ranking to let you know the route to the Council Chambers."
"Can you at least tell me why I've gotten a letter to see them?"
"They want you to see the marvelous work your partner has done."
"Elisa?! She's working for the Illuminati?"
"In a way. In a way."
"How? Why?"
"I won't tell you yet, I've been instructed to tell you outside the Council Chambers."
I look across at this now silent and mysterious man. He's humming, he knows it annoys me.
This is a trap, I decide. They want to trap me. They figured its just easier to kill me and get it over with.
I barely notice when we stop. I'm too tense wondering about when they'll spring the trap. My door opens thanks to the cheauffer. I step out uneasily, we're in a large undergound garage.
"Follow me," says the Representative.
I did. What other choice did I have. We stopped after over an hour of walking through twisting and turning corridors.
"Now I can tell you why and how your partner is working for us. Technically it isn't your partner. She is being possessed by a being working with us, a being called the Vinkari. Now you remember months ago when Captain Chavez kicked Maza off the force?"
I nod in shock.
"Shortly after her friends, including the Gargoyles," oh how he said Gargoyles with hate in his voice," helped her recover and traveled through time. From what the Vinkari tells us, it is in the past that it possessed her. Now it is aiding in my own grand plan, Operation: Advent of War."
"Advent of War," I manage to repeat faintly, still shocked by the news Elisa is being controlled by someone else.
"You'll see, now the Council awaits," said the Representative, motioning for me to enter the Council Chambers.
I went through the doors feeling actual fear. Around a table were several people, cloaked in hoods and robes of red and gold, above the table was a holographic map with several locations marked with symbols. Why does that area look familiar?
"Detective Bluestone, we called you here for a reason," said one Councillor, his voice monotone.
"Why," I ask, unable to add a title because I have no idea what to call them.
"To gain your advice. From your years at the FBI, what would you say the United States and Russia would do if their embassies were destroyed simultaneously?"
I bit my lip, thinking for a moment," Most likely launch an investigation, but if something greater was going on our nation would be thrust into it."
"Your nation Bluestone," snapped one Councillor in an accent I didn't recognize," not all of us are from this country, very few of us are. But your advice matches that of Hacker's."
I was shocked at that moment. Though I really should have known they would ask someone else from the FBI (or formerly in my case) about their question.
"You may leave," said another Councillor haughty. I was escorted out immediately and back into the car.
I was walking down the street again. It had been an hour since I had been questioned by the Council. I was still wondering what they were planning that involved destroying US and Russian embassies when the claws grabbed me and slammed me up against the ally wall a few feet away.
A blue skinned and red haired gargoyle had shoved me up against the wall. Her eyes were glowing red as she held me there and asked," What did they tell you human?"
It was obvious from the way she sneered while saying human, she didn't think much of my species. I realized who she was finally, Demona, the evil (misunderstood according to my therapist) Gargoyle who tried to destroy Humanity with disinfectant and magick almost four years ago.
"I thought you wanted all of my kind destroyed, why would you care?"
"Because, if it disrupts my plans it involves me. If it involves this world being ruined I won't be able to take it over and kill all the humans."
"Well as far as I know it doesn't involve you," I got out against the ever growing hold. I fell to the ground as she released me.
Towering over me she said," If I find that you've lied to me human, you will not live to regret your actions."
After she glided off I started down the street again. Eventually I was in front of a television store where some foreign news from India was on live.
Then it hit me. The map in the Council Chambers, it was a map of the India/Pakistan border. Which meant...
Suddenly on the television a man came in on the set during the normal news. He seemed panicked, the subtitles translating his words.
"For the past several months we have not been able to give you the truth, but it does not matter now..."
"Rashid, don't do this," begged the anchor.
"But we must tell you now, or never at all. For the past months our leaders have been puppets for something called Vinkari."
On the television set I could hear explosions behind their words.
"Elite goverment shock troops have moved in on our building here in New Delhi as events are being set into..."
Part of the cieling caved in on the set. And they began to try to hide under the desk. A grenade rolled into view of the camera and exploded, the view on the television set being replaced by static. By that point I realized there were people around me, also watching.
Which almost brings us up to date. Five minutes ago India launched an invasion of Pakistan with several tank divisions. I'm at home in my apartment now, just watching television, still wondering about the embassy bombing question and if it deals with this somehow.
From the news broadcasts it seems Pakistan is holding its own, barely. That was when all hell broke loose.
"We go to a live view of Islamabad, the capitol of Pakistan," said the Anchor, clearly upset as the view shifted to show a cloud in a mushroom shape rising above some ruins," where it seems a nuclear device has just been detonated..."
"With that the Third Great War was upon us. Finally it all made sense, the embassy question, the Vinkari, Elisa, all of it made sense at last. It had all been used to set the stage for this. World War Three, the Illuminati's hope for ascension to true world rulers, not just the behind the scenes rulers. Now that it made sense, I wish it didn't.
"It was the end of the year 2005 and the beginning of 2006. It was a the end of peace, and the beginning of our greatest strife. Now as I watch the news in horror and shock I must say Happy New Year to this conspiracy which reached farther than I thought."
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Just a little note. Elisa never got her badge back thanks to time travel screw ups, again. So she is still suspended, hence Matt never knowing what had happened to her. Yes, I know its evil of me to start a third world war. I already have my first three fics in the next series outlined.
By: Pho galaxy889@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: You know the drill, I own my original characters etc. I don't claim to own Gargoyles, etc.
This story is told from a Matt Bluestone POV, so don't expect a whole lot of human interaction. But bare with me, as this concludes the Advent of War Duology and will probably make all I have written make sense. If it doesn't make sense (though when have I yet) please feel free to e-mail me with what you don't understand. Feel free of course to e-mail comments, hate mail, death threats, questions, but no spam. I have a block button that needs a workout so no spam. Now I will shut up and let the fic begin.
----
I walked down that street, not realizing how things would change so very soon. I was deep in thought about my life.
What is the meaning in my life? For the longest time I have sought the Illuminati and now I am one. So much for my life goal number one, it isn't what its cracked up to be.
First using me to help them almost capture Goliath. Then using me to get Elisa addicted to pot. What was it all for?
Now I have the letter saying:
"Dear Detective Bluestone,
The Council cordially requests your presence for questioning about recent events and those to come. You will be met on the alley off the old police clock tower at midnight and taken to the Council then."
Its nearly midnight and I'm in the alley. Now something's holding my mouth and...
I moan waking up, someone must have ambushed me. A common mugger woldn't kill me, but would at least have tried to kill me. As my vision comes back I see I'm in a limo, and a man I know only as the Representative is sitting across from me.
"Why did you do that," I demand.
"It was necessary. You are too low ranking to let you know the route to the Council Chambers."
"Can you at least tell me why I've gotten a letter to see them?"
"They want you to see the marvelous work your partner has done."
"Elisa?! She's working for the Illuminati?"
"In a way. In a way."
"How? Why?"
"I won't tell you yet, I've been instructed to tell you outside the Council Chambers."
I look across at this now silent and mysterious man. He's humming, he knows it annoys me.
This is a trap, I decide. They want to trap me. They figured its just easier to kill me and get it over with.
I barely notice when we stop. I'm too tense wondering about when they'll spring the trap. My door opens thanks to the cheauffer. I step out uneasily, we're in a large undergound garage.
"Follow me," says the Representative.
I did. What other choice did I have. We stopped after over an hour of walking through twisting and turning corridors.
"Now I can tell you why and how your partner is working for us. Technically it isn't your partner. She is being possessed by a being working with us, a being called the Vinkari. Now you remember months ago when Captain Chavez kicked Maza off the force?"
I nod in shock.
"Shortly after her friends, including the Gargoyles," oh how he said Gargoyles with hate in his voice," helped her recover and traveled through time. From what the Vinkari tells us, it is in the past that it possessed her. Now it is aiding in my own grand plan, Operation: Advent of War."
"Advent of War," I manage to repeat faintly, still shocked by the news Elisa is being controlled by someone else.
"You'll see, now the Council awaits," said the Representative, motioning for me to enter the Council Chambers.
I went through the doors feeling actual fear. Around a table were several people, cloaked in hoods and robes of red and gold, above the table was a holographic map with several locations marked with symbols. Why does that area look familiar?
"Detective Bluestone, we called you here for a reason," said one Councillor, his voice monotone.
"Why," I ask, unable to add a title because I have no idea what to call them.
"To gain your advice. From your years at the FBI, what would you say the United States and Russia would do if their embassies were destroyed simultaneously?"
I bit my lip, thinking for a moment," Most likely launch an investigation, but if something greater was going on our nation would be thrust into it."
"Your nation Bluestone," snapped one Councillor in an accent I didn't recognize," not all of us are from this country, very few of us are. But your advice matches that of Hacker's."
I was shocked at that moment. Though I really should have known they would ask someone else from the FBI (or formerly in my case) about their question.
"You may leave," said another Councillor haughty. I was escorted out immediately and back into the car.
I was walking down the street again. It had been an hour since I had been questioned by the Council. I was still wondering what they were planning that involved destroying US and Russian embassies when the claws grabbed me and slammed me up against the ally wall a few feet away.
A blue skinned and red haired gargoyle had shoved me up against the wall. Her eyes were glowing red as she held me there and asked," What did they tell you human?"
It was obvious from the way she sneered while saying human, she didn't think much of my species. I realized who she was finally, Demona, the evil (misunderstood according to my therapist) Gargoyle who tried to destroy Humanity with disinfectant and magick almost four years ago.
"I thought you wanted all of my kind destroyed, why would you care?"
"Because, if it disrupts my plans it involves me. If it involves this world being ruined I won't be able to take it over and kill all the humans."
"Well as far as I know it doesn't involve you," I got out against the ever growing hold. I fell to the ground as she released me.
Towering over me she said," If I find that you've lied to me human, you will not live to regret your actions."
After she glided off I started down the street again. Eventually I was in front of a television store where some foreign news from India was on live.
Then it hit me. The map in the Council Chambers, it was a map of the India/Pakistan border. Which meant...
Suddenly on the television a man came in on the set during the normal news. He seemed panicked, the subtitles translating his words.
"For the past several months we have not been able to give you the truth, but it does not matter now..."
"Rashid, don't do this," begged the anchor.
"But we must tell you now, or never at all. For the past months our leaders have been puppets for something called Vinkari."
On the television set I could hear explosions behind their words.
"Elite goverment shock troops have moved in on our building here in New Delhi as events are being set into..."
Part of the cieling caved in on the set. And they began to try to hide under the desk. A grenade rolled into view of the camera and exploded, the view on the television set being replaced by static. By that point I realized there were people around me, also watching.
Which almost brings us up to date. Five minutes ago India launched an invasion of Pakistan with several tank divisions. I'm at home in my apartment now, just watching television, still wondering about the embassy bombing question and if it deals with this somehow.
From the news broadcasts it seems Pakistan is holding its own, barely. That was when all hell broke loose.
"We go to a live view of Islamabad, the capitol of Pakistan," said the Anchor, clearly upset as the view shifted to show a cloud in a mushroom shape rising above some ruins," where it seems a nuclear device has just been detonated..."
"With that the Third Great War was upon us. Finally it all made sense, the embassy question, the Vinkari, Elisa, all of it made sense at last. It had all been used to set the stage for this. World War Three, the Illuminati's hope for ascension to true world rulers, not just the behind the scenes rulers. Now that it made sense, I wish it didn't.
"It was the end of the year 2005 and the beginning of 2006. It was a the end of peace, and the beginning of our greatest strife. Now as I watch the news in horror and shock I must say Happy New Year to this conspiracy which reached farther than I thought."
----
Just a little note. Elisa never got her badge back thanks to time travel screw ups, again. So she is still suspended, hence Matt never knowing what had happened to her. Yes, I know its evil of me to start a third world war. I already have my first three fics in the next series outlined.