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  Nine

  Abduction

  "You know him as William Van Buren," said Kellil.

  He is a loud mouth right winger who’s constantly shouting about deporting everyone who isn't white and taking back America. His take back America rhetoric often worked his supporters into a frenzy which sometimes led to acts of violence. His show, The Van Buren Report, was a favorite among the bigots of America. They had all pushed for him to run for President. He gracefully declined saying that he was in a better position to take back America.

  "His Prime designation is Helus," said Kellil. "It was his rhetoric which was the catalyst to Gandorans attempting to turn Vathia. He urged the Prime to use the Terra Synthesis Generator on Vathia."

  "He said some things on Earth that incited an attack on a mosque," I added. “He’s a real piece of work.” I would love to be his end.

  "He has been a slave owner from 1858 to 1865, worked alongside a Nazi doctor 1940 to 1944, a southern sheriff from 1950 to 1980, and a New York city policeman from 1980 to 1990," said Kellil.

  “What about the gaps in his timeline?” I asked. “Most likely time of researching the right human facade, one which suits his desires,” responded Kellil.

  "This is incredible. How do you know all of this?" I asked. "We have kept the Prime under surveillance after we discovered their location,” said Kellil. “Remember some sightings are Gandoran transport ships while others our automatons keeping a watchful eye on the Prime.”

  “Why didn’t your people come and take them away?” I asked. “Earth’s atmosphere is too toxic to beings of my coterie.” H.G. Wells was right. Okay, they can travel billions of light years and inject me with microscopic machines, but one little hit of Earth’s atmosphere would render them null and void. Well, I guess everyone has their weaknesses.

  “Why doesn’t it affect the Prime?” I asked. “Remember the Prime is immune to all forms of toxins,” said Kellil as she looked at the image of William Van Buren.

  “One more question, why didn’t you use an automaton to pick up the Gandorans?” I asked Kellil. I was one of those guys who would watch a movie just to find a hole in the story. This was a hole in Kellil’s story. “We attempted it in the earth years August 1945 and October 1962,” said Kellil. “We soon discovered that if one of the twelve were overcome by any means other than human, the Prime would speed up the collapse of Earth.” Okay, that explanation was good enough for me.

  Kellil waved her skinny hand over the glowing orb again. An image of a thin faced, unkempt man appeared. Before I could ask his name, Kellil was giving me the rundown.

  "This is Vonar known as Graham Corbett on Earth," said Kellil softly. "He's the creator of the Genius line of mobile devices and computers used by many humans." It was true, everything from businesses to individuals were linked by a Genius products. Now I understand why you could only use the Genius product with the Vonar browser.

  "Yeah, the cellphone that displays a holographic image of the caller and can be used as a credit or debit card," I added excitedly. I own the entire line of Genius products.

  "He’s also a defector," said Kellil. “What do you mean a defector?” I asked.

  “He’s not a true Gandoran or Prime. Fearing the Gandorans would win the Two Cycle War, Vonar defected to what he thought would be the victors in order to save himself,” said Kellil with a little anger in her voice. "In order to be accepted by the Gandorans, he participated in their Incantation of Decay ceremony to become an amalgam.”

  She sounded really angry. “He produced some of the deadliest weapons of war for the Gandorans. If it weren't for the combined efforts of our technologists, Vathia would be under Prime rule."

  “What did he do on Earth before he created the Genius product?” I asked. Kellil waved her hand over the orb and a data sheet came up. At first the writing looked like Egyptian hieroglyphics, but after a few seconds the nanomachines modified it into English. His credential before his success was really impressive. “He created weapons for both the Allies and Axis during World War II, played a vital role in the creation of the hydrogen bomb and nuclear bomb. Why the change of heart?”

  “He, just like the others, saw how easily humans could be controlled. Now his weapon is the Genius products which keep humans so occupied, they are not aware of the events occurring around them,” responded Kellil. I owned the entire line of Genius products, TV, cellphone, laptop, and game console.

  “What events?” I asked. “The slow, but methodical transformation of Earth into a toxic wasteland,” answered Kellil as she gave me a sympathetic look. “According to our calculations, it will take one more Earth year before the atmosphere is at a suitable level to support the Gandorans.”

  That was comforting to know. One more year, three hundred sixty-five days, eight thousand and seven hundred sixty five point eighty-one hour before Earth was taken over by an invasion force of aliens.

  We moved on to the next Prime member. “This is Volerlust, now known on Earth as Senator Art Rhodes. He has always been a politician on Earth; nothing else, nothing more. Always morphing into another human to assume a different political role. His most important political role was that of several vice presidents.”

  “Why was being a vice president important?” I asked. Kellil said, “To ensure that a Prime always held the highest political office.” The information Kellil was telling me was mind blowing. I could not believe that the U.S. and possibly the world was controlled by aliens.

  “His main agenda was getting laws passed which allowed companies to discard chemical waste into the soil and water. He is the engineer of global warming on Earth,” Kellil said somberly.

  I was beginning to see the big picture.

  “During the war, Volerlust was known as a master manipulator. He manipulated several Vathian’s to undergo the Incantation of Decay,” said Kellil. “It was also Volerlust and Helus who facilitated the extermination of the Tabiil, a small band of Diviners who warned us that the Gandorans were not aligned with the natural order.”

  Soon all human life would face the same end as the Tabiil. Extermination with extreme prejudice.