“Operation Glasshouse” had been a stunning success. The world media had broadcast the storming of the Research 7 science block located close to Ely, in the Nevada desert, around the world. For four whole days, every main newspaper had carried the story on its front pages. The story printed however, bore no resemblance to the true reason for the FBI operation.
The public arena throughout the world had been told that a group of anti-vivisection protestors had taken hold of the research building, claiming that inhumane experiments were being carried out on animals contained within the premises. Ten scientists had been taken hostage, by the group that called themselves “The Canine Avengers”, two of which had been executed as examples to prove that the group meant business.
Two days of negotiations that had fallen through passed before a U.S army special unit was despatched to regain control of the establishment building. Live Cable TV had relayed the assault throughout the world. Shocked public eyes had watched as the protestors were shot down in cold blood. There had been no survivors. Once the establishment had been secured, a speech from The President Of The United States Of America soon followed thereafter, condoning acts of terrorism, also fully justifying the deaths of the group members, which he deemed as being a deterrent against further acts.
In truth, the operation had been a cover up. The so called terrorists had been a group of Death Rowers who had been assigned the task of playing terrorists. They had been given no choice in the matter; refusal would have resulted in a longer wait for the inevitable lethal injection. The group had been appropriately dressed in tee shirts bearing the fictitious anti-vivisectionists logos; they had also been armed with firearms and told to cause as much hell as possible, which they had done with much enthusiasm.
After they had followed out their instructions to the letter, they had been butchered to death by an army unit who’s instructions had been to leave no witness alive; though the true agenda had been kept from them. The army unit had followed out their instructions perfectly.
Once the bodies had been removed, and the area cordoned off for forensic investigation, The Elite Order took over. Five of their members, who were respected C.I.A officials were drafted in to investigate.
Out of sight of the public and the army, they began working on breaking down the force field. Via a computer link up to hi-tech laser equipment, they had been surprised to discover a drain in the force field energies at one point in its barrier. Thus, they had concentrated the laser's power on that point and soon had access through the force field. Two of their members were about to enter the lift, which would have taken them into the lower sections of The Fortress, when the alien had appeared.
Agents Bryant and Web had been making their way back to the communications room on level 2, when rounding a corner in the corridor, they had come upon The Being. Initial fear and unease had soon given way to genuine welcome, when the alien had appeared friendly. With telepathic voice it had explained to them its common interest, and its solution it needed to discuss with them. Thus, it had followed them to the mission leader C.I.A Team Commander, Special Agent Hank Judosky. He had not appeared at all shocked or surprised by the alien's appearance; or its arrival in the most secure establishment on planet earth.
Judosky had sent the two agents off on mundane errands, telling them to keep quiet about their visitor. After securely locking the door to the communications room, and ensuring they were not overheard, he turned to the alien. “Welcome, Xati to earth....we have been expecting you.”
”Listen, human, I have little time to explain...I am merely a holographic image projected by our craft that encircles your planet. We officially have no permission to become involved in your game's play, however, we must intervene to ensure a certain move is taken by one of the Gaia's forces” The Chaldean's voice sounded loud in his head, using borrowed mind waves to make itself heard.
”I don't understand, this is way over my head,” Jodosky replied nervously, not truly knowing what to say.
”No matter... behold, our technology to aid you in your personal mission.” The image of The Chaldean turned to the corner of the communications room, where a square metallic box had just appeared,”...this is what you would term an image enhancer. It is set at the frequency of our leader Xaita, whos mission is to capture and destroy the being you know as The Gorf. You are going to be given the apparent imagery of our leader. You are then going to meet up with The Gorf, and destroy it. It shall deem you as being Xaita, our craft shall do the rest…”
The Chaldean reached forward and handed to Jodonsky a circular laser generator, “… with this you shall kill The Gorf...however you shall not destroy it! No, The Gorf shall be freed of physical restraint and become free once more in the etheric. It is within there that Xaita himself shall destroy The Gorf. The Gorf will be free of The Forbidding set on it by Gaia's healers, The Eldritch...thus it shall advance on The Eldritch, forcing their hand.....and bring them into the game’s play....this is the move we require.”
Proof Read Extract from 'The Host' written by Matthew James
