The Sounds of War (The Genesis Series Book 2) (22 page)

“Okay,” Elijah
gently tossed his behind him, “but let’s crawl on our stomachs rather than trying to slide on our backs, that way we will see trouble before we fall into it, hopefully.”

Emeleigh reach
ed the end of the passage first. Giving in to her curiosity as she waited for Elijah to come up behind her, Emeleigh stuck her head through the narrow opening and saw what lay beyond was nothing like what she expected. She could only exclaim, “Wow!”

She d
isappeared from the passage, no longer waiting for her brother she lowered herself before he could reach her, but he did hear her say, “You won’t believe this!”

Quickly catching up, Elijah
didn’t take time to look, he dropped out of the passage, and when he landed on his feet to stand next to her, he reacted the same as she. “It’s magnificent!”

Each turning
about in full circles, they attempted to capture the full measure of the new chamber. The walls rose to a height of over fifty feet to form a domed ceiling that added another fifty to the room’s elevation. Along the walls were twelve alcoves, each containing statues of giants, most of the marbled goliaths had wings, but all were perfect in form and feature.

A
thirteenth statue stood as the focal point of the rotunda. It was the largest and grandest. Like the others, gigantic in proportion, but unlike the others it alone bore a jewel-encrusted breastplate. Nine jewels were in the breastplate, each a different color, and each seemed to catch the light in the chamber differently. There was a mystical brilliance coming from the breastplate of the thirteenth statue that sent shafts of color throughout the entire rotunda. The light in the chamber gravitated to the center statue and then refracted about the room only to reenter the statue and begin the process all over.

His eyes going from the center statue to the floor, he notice
d the floor tiles created a mosaic to depict the universe. Squatting, Elijah ran his hand over the tiles nearest him, “Look at the colors,” he shook his head in amazement. “I’ve never seen colors like these, and the artwork in the floor alone is beyond description. You can see the mosaic represents our universe.” Standing again, he moved about pointing with each step, “See, Earth, Mars, and Saturn with its rings, and of course, the sun, and moon. Gosh Eme, where are we?”

Still c
aptivated by the center statue and the light effects, Emeleigh walked around it several times before she responded, “How do I know where we are? I don’t know for sure, but I’d be willing to bet that this statue here with the breastplate and jewels is Lucifer. You know, I never thought much about it, but if this is Lucifer, then he has six wings, but the way he folds them you’d never know at first glance.”

His curiosity pea
ked by her observation, Elijah decided to examine the other statues. Walking from statue to statue, looking at each, he finally said, “You might be right, I think maybe these statues represent fallen angels. You know, as they were before they fell, look, behind each there’s a mural pinpointing specific geographic location of the earth. The only exception is this one.” Stopping before it, he pointed, “I bet that’s Abaddon, because the mural behind him depicts the Netherworld.”

Emeleigh, anxious to verify his supposition made the same circle of the rotunda, “Well, look at this one,” nodding to the one to which she referred, “he must be the Prince of Persia, that’s Mesopotamia behind him, so do you think we’re seeing principalities?”

Looking around one more time Elijah’s eyes spanned the chamber quickly, “I don’t know but I think we have been here long enough. I’m getting a funny feeling we need to move on.”

“Yeah I think you’re right
. I’ve got that feeling too, now that you mention it. Look there’s the only way out.” Noticing two mammoth doors standing partially open at the opposite end of the room, she pointed, “Do we go there?”

Shrugging his shoulders he smiled, “Might as well.”

Hurriedly they proceeded to walk to and through the doors, doors that gave entrance to a smaller but massive anteroom. The size of the room however wasn’t what shocked them, but the size of the two guards at the second set of doors. These giants were beyond anything either would have ever imagined, instantly, the sight of the creatures brought the two mere mortal humans to an immediate and abrupt halt. No less than thirty feet in height, each sentry held a spear that exceeded his height by several feet. Standing feet apart, the sentinels stood shoulder-to-shoulder, motionlessly staring into some esoteric world that only they could see.

“Uh…uh…I hope they don’t see us,” Elijah stammered through clenched teeth as tangible fear began to pound terror into his chest.

“We’re grasshoppers! We don’t even come up to their knees!” She whispered, “Elijah…all they have to do is step on us and we’re history.” Blinking several times to make sure she wasn’t hallucinating, she moaned, “Oh, God, I think I’m going to be sick.”

Suddenly, the giant on the right narrowed his eyes and looked down at the floor near where they stood. Elijah pulled on her elbow
. “Eme, I think he sees us,” leaning into her ear he whispered, “we’ve gotta go through them to get out of here!”

Eme’s head move
d up and down wordlessly as she prayed for strength.

Still leaning over her, he continued to whisper, “Let’s pray they move slowly, but in order to
go through those doors, we have to go through their legs or between them. Don’t stop running until you’re on the other side of them and have reached that far door, do you see it?” 

Nodding, she grabbed h
is hand, “Hold on and don’t let go.” As she tightened her grip she moaned, “Dadgummit, why us! Which way, right or the left or through the middle?”

The giant on the right bent at the waist and rubbed his eyes looking intently at the spot where they stood.

“Left, between his legs, it affords more confusion for them just in case they see us.” Elijah digging his fingernails into his sister’s hand commanded, “On three, you count!”

She nodded.

“Eme, one other thing, don’t think any more negative thoughts, okay?”

She cocked her right eyebrow and started to say something but quick
ly changed her mind, “Let’s get out of here!” Taking a deep breath, she released it and spat the words quickly, “One…two…three!”

Holding their breath, they ran as fast as possible, hand in hand
they ran across the massive room, toward the giant on the left and through his legs. They ran around the far door the giants guarded and once on the other side of the open but guarded door, they ran behind it and both dropped to their knees in unison, gasping for air, Emeleigh on all fours wheezed, “Oh…my…gosh…I never…want…to…do that again!”

Elijah had kept his eyes open as they ran around the door
. Not certain if Emeleigh had, he put one hand on her head and held it so she couldn’t lift it, and the other hand he placed over his own eyes. “We are, I hope invisible. Don’t give into...don’t let fear grab you, okay? I think I’m beginning to see a pattern. We’re invisible only when we don’t allow fear to possess us…don’t give into fear!”

“Mmm,” she shook her head, attempting to dislodge his hand, “easy for you to say…not so sure…it’s easy…to do.” She wrapped both her hands around his and pushed it off her head. Letting her heart slow a little, she sat back on her bottom
, drawing her knees up, she put her head between them and continued to wheeze, “I don’t exactly…mean…to panic. But it isn’t every day I run between a giant’s legs either.”

“Keep your eyes closed! Calm down!”

“My eyes are closed! You calm down! I’m staying right here until I can breathe normal.”

“Well,” Elijah up on his hunches turned to look at her
. Knowing they were going to have to face the inevitable truth that they were not alone in this room. Sweat began to bead on his forehead. He had to have help to face what was next. He prayed for that help.

Suddenly Emeleigh asked, “What’s going on? I hear voic
es... I can’t understand what they are saying, but I don’t think it’s good!” She took a deep breath and held it for a moment as she prayed,
Holy Spirit, keep me calm please!
She knew she was hearing voices but the sound was more like the Niagara roaring over the falls. Her eyes still closed the sound cleared and she heard, “Then you have them convinced that I don’t exist?”

Unexpectedly, from somewhere deep inside with
in her innermost being she knew whose voice she was hearing, “Jesus!” she whispered as she covered her mouth. “Oh! Jesus, help us! It is Satan, isn’t it?”

And to the angel of the church in Pergamos say: These things says he who has the sharp two- edged sword: I have knowledge that your living- place is where Satan has his seat; and you are true to my name, and was not turned away from your faith in me. Even in the days of Antipas, my true witness, who was put to death among you, where Satan has his place. But I have some things against you, because you have with you those who keep the teaching of Balaam, by whose suggestion Balak made the children of Israel go out of the right way, tak
ing food which was offered to false gods, and going after the desires of the flesh. And you have those who keep the teaching of the Nicolaitans. Revelation 2:12-16, BBE

You are of your father, the devil, and it is your will to practice the lusts and gratify the desires [which are characteristic] of your father. He was a murderer from the beginning and does not stand in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaks a falsehood, he speaks what is natural to him, for he is a liar [himself] and the father of lies and of all that is false. John 8:44, AMP

T
rusting they were invisible to the occupants of the room, Elijah reached for Emeleigh’s hand and pressed it, then slowly stood. He had adverted his eyes from the moment they had entered the room. But now he knew he needed to know what to do next. Breathing deeply and more for his benefit than hers, he whispered between clenched teeth. “Okay, I’m going to look.” Tapping the top of Emeleigh’s head with a hand he demanded, “You sit still! And remember, no fear!”

“No wait,” s
he grabbed at him to secure her balance. ”I don’t want to look, but I need to stand.” Pulling herself to stand she continued, “I’ve gotta stand just in case we need to run.”

Elijah pray
ed silently,
Jesus please help me; let me see what I’m supposed to,
then taking one more deep breath and holding onto it, he looked. Determined to gain as much information as he could about their surroundings before he turned his attention to the occupants, he slowly and systemically took in each detail. In the middle of the room sat an ornate table shaped similarly to a crescent moon, around the table were thirteen corporeal beings, all reclining on plush pillowed couches.

At the head of the table,
a man was waving a hand about as he conversed in an animated manner. It was obvious a dialogue was in the making, nonetheless Elijah heard no words but he did hear a droning sound. The sound was low-pitched and garbled like a radio not tuned to the right frequency. Suddenly the distortion of it vanished, and there was no sound.

E
veryone began moving in a three-dimensional dream-like state. As he wondered at the purpose of why he was seeing things in such exaggerated manner, an unexpected fourth dimension entered the room. With this surprising addition Elijah noticed his own senses were enhanced, he became aware of every emotion, every color, and nuance of attitude within the room. Attitudes and emotions became personalities, as he watched, the ‘spirits of the attitudes’ developed into major players within the drama that unfolded before him.

Green, black, red, and various shades of grey blended and hung in the air,
Elijah began to understand what he was witnessing, he was seeing the spirits or attitudes of jealousy, bitterness, anger, and hatred, plus many more such thoughts and feelings as they manifested into color. Spellbound, Elijah watched the hues and shades blend and form a single ominous black mist.

While puzzling over this phenomenon, his attention diverted again to the one sitting at what
appeared to be the head of the table. The man seemed to be the one with whom the others were conversing, but then again since Elijah could not hear the dialogue, he assumed the man at the head of the table was questioning the others concerning some matter.

Elijah noted the head ‘man’
was void of color. It wasn’t just an absence of color, but as if color had once been a part of him but somehow removed and that all that remained was residue. As he wondered at the lack of color, Elijah had an epiphany. The headman was a Chameleon.

The Chameleon seemed to blink into a myriad of shapes
, and at that moment Elijah knew who the headman was, indeed he was the ultimate Chameleon. The one being in the entirety of all universes who was most skilled at becoming what his observers needed to see. Completely fascinated by a the new understanding of his enemy, Elijah watched as two dominant colors, black and red, rose from out the black mist and formed a separate manifestation that mirrored the thirteenth man.

As Elijah continued to watch, Black and Red turned and began to savagely tear and gouge at the flesh and eyes of their master, the adversary of all humanity became sabotaged by his own hate and anger.

Non-locality is the veil between the spirit world and the physical world.
The words flowed through Elijah’s consciousness. He realized the designer of this scene was permitting him to see the fallen angels not in his reality but as they desired to be seen by each other. But the Creator had also layered the scene with his perspective of the fallen angels. Elijah comprehended he was seeing the fallen angels’ true spirits by seeing the colors of their emotional auras. He wondered if Emeleigh would see the same thing, tugging at her sleeve, he whispered. “Okay, you can look!”

Emeleigh
saw the scene differently. She saw thirteen beings as appearing as men, eating and reclining at a crescent shaped table. She saw each angel as they most often appeared to men. To her, the angels all wore the attire of someone living thousands of years ago. Most wore robes made from rich fabrics, luxurious and colorful, indicating great wealth and position. Only the thirteenth wore a thin band of gold around his head and upon his chest was the same breastplate of jewels and gold that the thirteenth statue bore.

Without warning, the thirteenth sat in an upright position and clapped his hands
. Emeleigh and Elijah both jumped each hearing the clap. The one wearing the thin gold crown spoke, “As I told you at our last meeting, I do not want any of the humans to know our true identity. They must be deceived on all levels of their miserable existence. If they ever figure out we are actually at war with them, they might realize they can obtain El Elyon’s help with the asking.”

Emeleigh rose on her tiptoes and whispered into her brother’s ears, “They can’t see us, right?”

He shook his head and leaned down to return her whisper, “No, but we still need to be extremely cautious. Don’t let anything pull emotion from you. I think if we keep that in mind, then we are okay.”

She nodded and stepped a pace away to give her full attention to the one who was speaking.

“Noah and Shem are the only ones who truly walk in righteousness. They seek truth and they seek to teach truth to all who will listen. So be aware you must not anger El Elyon by attempting to harm them. They are under his protection. We cannot touch them and should you try, you are a fool. Every one of you must remember deception is our first and foremost weapon. You can only destroy Noah by tearing at his reputation as Melek.”

As the man continued to speak, Elijah leaned into Emeleigh and whispered the obvious, “These guys aren’t men
they are fallen angels.”

T
urning slightly to look into his eyes, she smirked, “Really, go figure,” then pulling on his shoulder she added, “I get it. These are the thirteen we saw earlier as statues.”

“Okay,
just wanted to make sure, and you do know who’s speaking, right?” Elijah tried not to smirk as he added, “And you do know no one is ever going to believe this?”

“Yes, now hush,” she reprimanded, “let’s move closer so I can hear, they sound as if they are in a tunnel.”

Nodding, Elijah took Emeleigh’s hand and holding on to one another, brother and sister moved toward the center of the room. Moving undetected by the room’s occupants, both listened to Lucifer as he continued to instruct.

“We have no
alternative; we must draw people into our realm through deception. Otherwise, they will never make the choices we want them to make. Michael cannot stop us as long as the choice remains with the individual. That is the law. It is not force of might we use, but the force of persuasion. Never take the humans against their will with force, instead influence them. And do it in such a way the person believes and is fully convinced he is making the right choice when he turns over his will, to submit to your will.” Smiling at the irony Helel paused as he looked around the room. “We can actually take them into bondage by simply overpowering their will because they are so malleable. You should have no problem in turning their will to yours. Our knowledge bypasses theirs, but it is only your ability to manipulate the terrestrial’s thinking, that truly makes you their superior.

“Our greatest power hinges on the power of persuasion, you, therefore, must per-sway-aide them that you’re supreme beings.” Satan ac
cented the play of his words by annunciating very slowly. “Start with one person, sway that one person into believing you are a god. Then aide him, until he is convinced and fully persuaded what you say is always true. If you do your job right with that one person, soon one will be two and before long, you’ll have a community believing anything you say. You will succeed if you but follow my instructions.”

“That’s how you were able to get to Eve, right?” someone asked.

A scripture came to Emeleigh’s mind as she listened and she thought,
so that’s how he
corrupted his wisdom
and trafficked his merchandise
.

A
fter nodding Satan continued, “Yes, and it works every time, if you wrap the words of El Elyon around your words, you can hook them with just enough truth to get them to believe your lie. Actually, it is very easy, just find a weakness and prey upon it. Humans are so inferior in the understanding of not only our world, but theirs as well. They are easy prey if you remember El Elyon programmed men with the need to worship. They will always worship something, even if it is themselves. Your objective is to get them to worship you. They must accept you, so never show yourself as you are...you…”

“What do you mean?” someone interrupted.

Helel continued his discourse as if no one had spoken, “You were each created differently, and each of you have the ability to manifest an attribute of the Creator. Get them to worship that attribute, if you show yourself to the humans make sure that you show yourself as divine and make sure to make them think you possess all attributes of El Elyon. You may have to work in conjunction with each other to create the needed impression.

“There are two principles or laws of El Elyon I have observed
. The first is the power of faith and the second is the power of agreement. Faith and fear both stem from the need to believe. The only difference, one is legal, and the other isn’t. Faith looks to a legal right, and expects a legal right of possession to manifest. Fear conversely sees the manifestation of an illegal act, and believes there is nothing to prohibit it from continuing to remain in existence.

“You see, they both are expressions of a belief system. We must learn to create the belief systems we want to exist. Now listen to what I just said, we create them! Get this: to create means to take from nothing and make something to exist
, but it also means to cut away something. So take the humans’ non-existent belief system and create it to be what you want it to be by cutting away the influences of the Kingdom of El Elyon! The Earth is quickly filling up with humans who have lost touch with the Creator. The Earth’s meleks have faltered in their priestly duties. We have a perfect moment to create what we desire.

“So take those who are either not sure El Elyon is real, or those who haven’t figured out what their purpose is and cause them to begin to rely on you
. You can do this either with fear or with faith. In other words, make them fear the consequences of not believing in you! Or make them so believe in your concern for them they are willing to submit to you no matter what you say.

“Their terrestrial cellular blueprint was designed to work supernaturally with their words and a belief system, but it only works for them. We, Celestials, have no authority to speak our words into terrestrial Earth. As I have studied the DNA of man, I have learned more about sound. Listen to me very carefully, even those who come from El Elyon’s throne, when they enter into Earth, they must speak only his words, never their own. It is very important you remember this principle.

“Built within El Elyon’s words are the essence of light and life. His sound created everything, including us. Men’s spirits housed in terrestrial bodies work in conjunction with their intellect, emotions, and will. The soul then becomes the key to locking or unlocking the spirit of man. We must learn how to control them through knowledge, and thereby affect emotions and will. When you become fully skilled at this, you change the sound of the person’s spirit as well as the sound within his DNA.

“Let me say this precisely; we have no voice in Earth. We lost our voice when we were cast from the altars.

Our DNA is Celestial and theirs of course is ter
restrial, and, while the two will blend, they do not adhere, at least in the way I desire. Celestial sound and terrestrial sound might be similar, but the sounds do not harmonize into one synchronized sound, not yet, but I’m working on it.”