Wake of Deception

By Sasha Devore All Rights Reserved ©

Scifi / Action

The Other Council

But he never got there. All of a sudden he found himself in a softly lit room. He was caught. Hanu froze, waiting for his senses to detect any type of movement. He was caught off guard, but he was still willing to fight to the death. It was strange, really, that he found himself here suddenly. Had he been knocked out and brought here? No, he was pretty sure that wasn’t the case. Besides, his heart was still racing. He was in that alley only seconds ago. And where was here, anyway? He didn’t recognize it. Hanu turned, inspecting the place. It was just a room, with brown spongy walls and a large window.

Hanu ran his hand over the soft wall. There didn’t seem to be a door to escape through. He crossed over to the window, and his stomach dropped. He could see that Earth was some distance away from wherever he was. This wasn’t just any room, he was in a room aboard a spacecraft.

He didn’t understand. Had the Ancients grown impatient with the Council and just picked him up themselves? That was a possibility, but if it were that easy why wouldn’t they do that sooner? Plus, Hanu didn’t feel like this was the work of an Ancient One. This place felt different than what he in felt the district- lighter, somehow.

“You won’t be a martyr today,” a voice said behind him. Hanu jumped.

He turned around to see a rather short creature with a wrinkled face and whiskers, and wearing maroon robes… Galedeus?

“No. Galedeus is, in your understanding, far away,” said the creature.

Hanu shook his head, confused. Was this another one of the Council’s tricks? Surely they didn’t expect him to believe this. They were in his head, somehow.

“I assure you, this is not trickery, Hanu.”

“Are you listening to my thoughts?”

“More like feeling your thoughts, but for all intents and purposes, yes. If you choose to feel what I am thinking, then I implore you to do so. I know you’re quite adept at it by now.”

“Who are you? I want to talk to Galedeus. He’s the Ambassador, right?” Hanu said, rather rudely. But he didn’t mean to, he had started to panic and Galedeus was a name he knew and trusted.

“You’ve had no trouble consulting with me before, Hanu. Why do you demand Galedeus now?”

“You… you’re in my dreams?”

“I am. You know me by Yaar,” the old creature smiled.

Hanu thought about what Paula said- about traveling to seek advice from beings in your dreams, but he knew he hadn’t fallen asleep. The Tome had described it, too- traveling in an astral body. He grabbed his own arm to make sure he was still in his regular body, not that he would know the difference between the two.

“You are not the one traveling in astral form, Hanu. I am,” he said, crossing the room now to get a closer look at him.

“I’m sorry, but who exactly are you? I mean, how do you know me? Or why do you talk to me in my dreams?”

“You’ve been in our care for a few thousand years, Hanu. We Nergal are your council.”

Hanu tried to make himself think. Maybe time for them was different than it was for him. Or maybe they counted it differently. He was quite sure he was only fourteen years old. But that wasn’t the most pressing concern right now. Hanu didn’t want to ask, because he didn’t want to have to sort any more factors into his already miserable life. He was thinking about the Council on Earth, and if these guys were anything like them, he might as well be dropped off at the nearest bush.

“What kind of council, exactly, are you?” he asked.

“We are your Council of Lives. We guide you through your journeys into the lower dimensions. I believe on Earth we have been called guiding spirits or guardian angels, and other things of the sort. Of course, the Ancients would never acknowledge our existence, so there’s no name for us now, really,” Yaar explained conversationally.

“And do you help everyone else, too?”

“No, just you and a few others,” said Yaar, smiling. “There are thousands of other councils serving Earth at this time, though.”

Thousands of others? Hanu couldn’t believe what he was hearing. All of those councils supposedly helping Earth, and nobody was showing up to give some actual help. But Yaar did show up.

“So you can interfere?”

“Well, to a certain degree,” he admitted, looking rather guilty.

“A certain degree is better than nothing at all!” Hanu exclaimed.

He was becoming rather irritable, though he wasn’t sure why he was about to take it out on Yaar. “I mean, you guys are just out there, watching all of this happen? All these other beings out there- can they come here like this, too? For thousands of years, these Ancient Ones, or whoever they really are, have been trying to steal Earth from us, and nobody comes to help?”

And Hanu had to move his body around again. He wrung his shaking hands, trying not to punch at the soft walls. As mad as he was, he didn’t want to be thrown off the ship just yet. Not without answers. But somebody had to know how hard it was. And maybe if he told Yaar how bad it had gotten, then he would help.

“This is a necessary struggle, Hanu,” Yaar said, but it wasn’t what Hanu wanted to hear.

“What do you mean, necessary?” he barked. It’s necessary for them to come and take advantage of us like this? For them to lie to us and poison us? How do we fight that? We’re just humans!”

The creature beckoned Hanu to the window. They were traveling back toward Earth now, though he didn’t feel the ship moving at all. It was as though the window were merely playing a movie. It was a little unsettling.

They skimmed over the city for a few moments, and then moved into a department store. A woman was walking a family into the dressing rooms. Hanu wasn’t sure why they were intruding on these people. He was about to turn away when Yaar grabbed him by the arm. The woman began the surgery on the man, and then his wife. As the woman grabbed a black box and pulled out a vial of yellow liquid, they left and returned to the sky.

Then after a few wavering moments they burrowed straight into the ground. They were in a tunnel. Six people walked by, some smiling and others crying. Hanu could feel the elation coming from the group. His throat burned, tangled into a knot; he wanted to cry.

“You’re not just humans,” Yaar explained. “You’re resilient. And you’re organized. Don’t write yourselves off yet. Humanity will overcome.”

“But they’re more organized. They control everything. And besides, we shouldn’t even have to do this.”

The old creature met Hanu’s eyes with a sure gaze. “Without darkness there is no light, and if there is no light then darkness cannot be spawned.”

“What does that even mean?” Hanu said, thoroughly befuddled. The little man laughed.

“Once, long ago, a creature spawned from the great void. It was perfect in every way- it was just and meek and happy. But over the eons it became lonely. It existed in all of its perfection for so long that it forgot who or what it was. It was numb, lacking. One day, from the perfect being sprung another. It was also perfect in every way, but it was the exact opposite of the creature from which it sprang. And so the two locked in an eternal struggle. Through the struggle, the first creature remembered who it was and all of its perfection, and the second creature also realized its own perfection.”

“I still don’t get it,” Hanu said. He was really trying to apply the story to Earth’s situation, but he couldn’t figure out who was supposed to be the first perfect creature and if the second perfect creature could even be perfect if it was opposite of the first one. This kind of inferencing was way more than what the teachers at the Flush prepared him for. And, of course, Yaar already knew this, but he went on just for the sake of telling the story.

“I am saying that without evil, good loses its integrity,” he explained. “Your destiny is to struggle against the Ancient Ones to win your planet back. And when it is over, your race will have harvested a deep identity and value for all that it is fighting for, having struggled to earn it.”

Hanu let the tears he’d been fighting escape down his cheeks. “How do you know?” he whispered.

“Well, that is the nature of life- or at least one dimension of it. One cannot simply sum up the meaning of life in a single evening.” Yaar smiled at Hanu for a moment. “Nothing is set in stone, but I’ve seen various bright futures for this world. I’m afraid I can’t tell you much more, though. I don’t want to interfere with your destiny.”

Yaar looked out of the window, too. They left the tunnel and had been floating aimlessly above the city. Most of the people were home now, and the lights from their apartment windows dotted the night.

“So why did you help me if you’re not supposed to interfere?” Hanu finally asked.

“Well, it was a stretch,” Yaar said. “But since you helped some of the intergalactic citizens that were being held prisoner on Earth, I figured this is afforded as an equal reaction in the exchange.”

Hanu remembered when they broke Akesh and the others out of the holding facility. He didn’t care at the time, but those beings were vanishing into thin air. They were returning home.

“They were kept in electromagnetic fields, unable to escape this dimension until you and your friends freed them,” Yaar clarified. Hanu glanced over at the small being, who continued looking out of the window. He still wasn’t used to Yaar reading his thoughts.

Hanu tried to pinpoint his home- to see if the scouts had gone by now. He wondered how they reacted when he vanished all of a sudden, or if they would be in trouble for returning to the District without him. Serves them right, he thought.

“So, since you’re here, can you tell me something?” he asked.

“We’ve been known to offer advice and knowledge from time to time,” Yaar said, mocking coy. He knew that Hanu was thinking about Paula’s words.

“Who are they, and how are we supposed to fight them, Yaar?”

The creature bent to touch the floor, then he pulled a chair up from it. The floor, which was a very smooth, black material stretched upward and formed perfectly into a very comfortable looking seat. Hanu watched in amazement as he did it again, pulling up a second chair. Then Yaar extended a short arm, inviting Hanu to sit.

“What do you know about dimensions?” he started.

“Well, I know that they are different worlds that are next to each other, and that you can travel from one to another,” Hanu said, sitting across from Yaar.

“Very well,” Yaar said, nodding his head and relaxing into his seat. “Think about it more as one reality. Certainly you know that the human can see only a small spectrum of light and hear but a limited range of sound, correct?”

“Yeah, I read that in the Tome.”

Yaar studied Hanu with quiet eyes before continuing. “Well the other dimensions lie in the spectrum that you cannot detect with your senses, and you ought not if you’re not genetically written for them. There are higher dimensions, and lower ones and these are all filled with flora and fauna and beings unfathomable.”

“The Ancient Ones had a planet of their own, which was actually very similar to yours, actually. Their destiny was to cultivate spiritual and emotional values, but they failed, and when the time came for their planet to ascend to a higher dimension, they were afraid. They were only able to see on a physical level, having not awakened their spiritual eyes, so the destination of their planet appeared to be a giant black hole.”

“They, being highly technologically advanced, created an escape plan. They would colonize another planet, far away from the black hole. When they reached the cusp of the black hole the Ancient Ones, unable to find a compatible planet in time, boarded their ships and escaped into space. Planet less, they began to devolve. Over time they fell into lower dimensions. But from those lower dimensions they continued to search for a planet to steal, so they courted and coerced Earth.”

“So what was the black hole?” Hanu asked.

“It is the place that all planets eventually travel through to metamorphose.”

Yaar sensed that Hanu was sorting all of the information out as best as he could, so he paused. Hanu opened his mouth, preparing to ask another question, but he wasn’t sure of what he wanted to ask. He sat on the edge of his seat, mouth hanging open.

“So we have find the lower dimension that they’re coming from?” His face was furrowed from thinking.

“You need not travel there, Hanu. I would like to make a suggestion, if you would hear it.”

“Of course,” Hanu said. He leaned in closer to Yaar, almost right on top of him now.

“The holes that are torn in this dimension by the nuclear bombs remain open for several hundred years. These portals feed the Ancient Ones, so to say. Their race’s life energy pulses through them from the other side, allowing them to continue manifesting here on Earth. Once the portals start to close, they must slip back into the lower dimension. My suggestion is that you close the portals, sending them back. From there humanity can work freely toward fortifying itself against their mental influences.”

Hanu groaned. Closing portals sounded no more achievable than jumping to a lower dimension to do battle. Then he remembered his dream when they were discussing his life.

“Will I die?” he asked. “You know, become a martyr?”

“When you came to Earth this time around- and yes you’ve been here before- you chose to become fully awakened,” Yaar said. “Some people decide to never detect a thing and live happily on Earth, but you couldn’t do it anymore. You decided you would rather die fighting for your convictions- to change the world.”

Hanu thought about it. This is exactly what his choices have led him to, so he really shouldn’t have been surprised. He couldn’t just go to the Underground like everyone else.

“So I will die?”

He may have acted recklessly, but now that Hanu had confirmed the conversations he’d had about being a martyr were real, he decided he didn’t really want to die. He was too young.

“The future is not certain. And this task doesn’t have to be your final one, no,” Yaar said. “I think you’ll find that it is rather achievable, for you already have the information and tools you need.”

“What do you mean?” Hanu sat back up in his seat.

Yaar gestured for Hanu to look through the window again. From his seat, he could see that they were on the move. They were traveling through the scarred parts of the land now. Hanu could see that off in the distance, the ground was glowing as if it had caught the day’s sunlight and was releasing it into the darkness. They approached the glowing part of the Earth and plunged downward. When he could see again, Hanu realized that they were in an enormous city.

There were buildings of all shapes and sizes, and rolling pastures dotted with bulky animals. Some of the roads were cobbled and others were wide dirt roads. There were lakes and flowing rivers, and flying things in the air. Hanu looked up to where they just came from, but he could only see a dark sky speckled with clouds and a watchful moon. The stars winked at him as if to acknowledge his presence.

Hanu got up and pressed his face into the window. “This is the Underground,” he said in awe.

Hanu always imagined the Underground to be a dusty little hole in the ground where everyone huddled together for warmth, but this place was the exact opposite. It was open and free.

“It is.”

Yaar stood up too, and they watched the Underground sleep for a while.

“So are the tools and information here, then?” Hanu asked.

“Well, yes. You must understand that the people living in the Underground are evolving toward the fourth dimension. They are opening up the fourth dimensional reality here on Earth.”

“Yeah, Paula told us that.”

“Well, the energy that is emanating from here acts as a deterrent. The Ancient Ones cannot detect the hidden cities here because they cannot fathom their existence, but they are slightly aware of the energy. They believe these areas to be dangerous and uncharted territory, and would rather not meddle.” Yaar chuckled. “And rightfully so- the energy here transmutes their own. This energy is also what closes those portals.”

Hanu thought about what that meant. Would he have to move the entire city next to the portals? Could he get the Underground to do that- just travel around closing them? But he doesn’t even know where these portals are, or even how many of them there are, for that matter, he thought.

“Six, currently. And you should be able to guess where they might be located.”

“What?” Hanu said, trying to figure out what Yaar was talking about, until he remembered that he could hear his thoughts. “Oh, well if I had to guess… um...”

“These portals are quite large, mind you,” said Yaar.

“Well they’re big, and I guess the Ancient Ones would be near them because of the life energy thing...”

“Go on…”

“The District of Operations- of course!” Hanu exclaimed.

Yaar smiled delightedly. “Yes there’s one at the District here on this continent. I was beginning to think I’d have to spoon feed you the entire thing! You know, I’m really toeing the line by helping you this much, Hanu.”

Hanu wanted to grab up the little man into a hug, but he wasn’t sure if that was appropriate or not. “I really appreciate you coming, Yaar,” he said smiling congenially. It was his first heartfelt smile in what seemed like ages.

Yaar looked at Hanu as if debating with himself about something. Then he reluctantly spoke. “I don’t suppose that since I’m here, and you were a big help to those other citizens… Well it’s rightfully yours, anyway…It’s just leveling the playing field… “

Hanu watched as Yaar talked it over with himself.

“I don’t think it would be unfitting if I left you with a parting gift, Hanu,” he finally said.

“Okay, well, what is it?” Hanu tried to sound nonchalant. He hardly ever received gifts, and eagerly wondered what one might receive from a member of his Council of Lives.

“Well, it’s really a gradual process, but being as you would’ve already had it if it weren’t for the Ancient Ones interfering, I’d like to attune your cells to the fourth dimension.”

And it was Hanu’s turn to be reluctant. “Well what does that do?” he asked.

“Well, fourth dimensional energy is your birthright. And remember what I said about the fourth dimensional energies here at the Underground,” Yaar explained excitedly.

Hanu thought about the possibilities. Would he be able to close the portals if the Underground didn’t want to help? That was enough to convince him, in and of itself.

“I accept,” he said, puffing his chest out.

“Very well.”

Hanu could tell from looking through the window that they had already ascended toward the sky. They were returning above ground. He looked around anxiously, thinking that maybe some tools would appear out of nowhere. He wasn’t exactly sure how people were attuned, and now that he was thinking about it, he probably should have asked before accepting. He wondered if it would be anything like the vial of lemon that he’d had at the Bathtub Resort. He looked to Yaar, knowing that he was listening in.

“I think you’ll find that it’s much more enjoyable,” he assured Hanu. Hanu nodded his head, relieved. “Okay, so what do I have to do?”

“Nothing at all, except stand or sit, whichever would make you more comfortable. I will do the work- when you’re ready. Just know, Hanu, I cannot interfere again after this.”

Hanu sat, but then he stood up again. He was getting a little anxious, not knowing what would be happening soon. Then he sat back down again. “Just go ahead, Yaar. I’m as ready as I can be.”

Yaar pulled back his robes, revealing hands with three amphibious fingers each. His palms were glowing now, with the same energy Hanu saw coming from the ground. He placed it over Hanu’s forehead. Then Hanu could feel his voice.

“Hon sha ze sho nen. Cho ku rei. Sei he ki.”

Hanu felt a warmth spreading from the top of his head, as if someone was pouring a liquid over him. It started at the very top and emanated downward.

Dai Ko Myo. Raku.”

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