Episode Seventy-Seven
"Two and Seven"
Naoki Takenouchi looks around him. Nothing in his wildest dreams could have prepared him for this. To be standing in an Alien Spacecraft that belongs to ancient alien beings that had assumed the roles of Ma'at and Thoth. Such a thing is only theorized and even then most archaeological circles scoff at those who would theorize such a thing as lunatics. But to see utter proof that the ancient civilizations of Earth had been under alien influence...
"Wow," Naoki Takenouchi says breathlessly. "Wow. Wow."
Ashlee leans over to Pizoku as they watch the stunned man. "I think we may have broken your father." Pizoku smiles and nods. But Ashlee can see his smile is half-hearted. She squeezes his hand.
"This is," Mr. Takenouchi looks around him. "This is incredible."
Ma'at walks around to a central console. "Accessing the Archive."
The ship floods with lights of every color. Images, words and numbers fill the eye and run across the ceiling, the floor, the walls and the air itself. The Archive has woken.
"Cool," Reese says as he walks in the spaces between. "Holographic."
Ma'at places a hand on a control. "Search for information on the Ancient Ones," She says clearly. The images begin to blur around them.
"And the Gemini," Neah says clearly. "We were told you had information on them as well."
"That would be likely," Ma'at acknowledges. "This is a self adaptive archive."
Reese's face fills with a look of joy. "No way!"
"What does that mean?" Ashlee asks.
"Well, essentially she means that it's alive," Reese explains to the girl beside him. "It updates itself. It's current. In all likeliness we could say, "search for Ashlee Hamlynn" and ..." an image of Ashlee appears in front of the two, floating in the air. An incredible amount of information scrolls by next to it.
"Oh," Ashlee says as she watches a summary of her past month pass before her. "I get it now."
"Here," Thoth says as an image of two boys stops on a wall. "The Gemini are identical twins representing the balance of the universe." He reads to the group around him. "While they themselves are harmless, one has been selected as the Good Twin and the other the Bad. And the corresponding power is also connected to them."
"Meaning what?" Jilan asks. She studies the images of the boys.
"That if the Good Twin dies, the good in the universe is weakened," Taylor tells her. He walks over to an adjacent console.
"Well, She has already taken care of that part of the problem." Neah crosses her arms across her chest.
"We hope," Ashlee says quietly in a side to Reese and Pizoku.
"Now," Neah says, and turns to the rush of images. "Who are the Ancient Ones?"
Meanwhile, in Tibet
The East floats over to where the South hovers in silence. The West hovers beside her with an aura of concern. "Is there a problem?"
"We have lost contact with Two and Seven," the South tells him. "The others are beginning to revert. Do you not feel our power beginning to lessen?"
"We may soon have to return to host bodies," the West says with great worry.
"We have the children," the East reminds them. "As well as Eight and Nine. If it comes to that, we can inhabit them until we find new Two and Seven."
"Does it not concern you that there is a power out there with the ability to stop our Nine?" the South asks. She is suspicious of his complacency.
"It concerns me greatly," the East answers with a look. "But we can not act until we have consulted the Great One." His tone is of bitter distaste.
The South nods with understanding. "I worry about how that will go."
"It is Time," The North calls them forward into a round chamber.
In the middle of the chamber floor grey smoke begins to drift up from a hole in the stone. It gathers and swirls in the air and gradually takes on a darker density that begins to turn black in color. "Hallowed is the Great One."
To Be Continued...
