Jesus the Extraterrestrial - Origins (14 page)

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HAPTER 18

Pacific Ocean Depths, 14th June 1947

The inhabitants of the planet Nibiru, under the leadership of Enki, were entrusted by the Intergalactic Confederation with protecting planet Earth from other invading races. Though there were alien peoples with technology much superior to the Anunnakis’, the Confederation provided the latter with the necessary technology to help them protect the earth. As humanity was created by Enki, it was his responsibility, since the atomic incident centuries earlier, to protect it until it reached a new level of evolution and could defend itself. Enki had set up many secret bases, most of them hidden in the ocean depths. There was also a secret base inside the moon, which helped monitor all the earth’s orbit. The Anunnakis found a great quantity of water in the interior of the moon, and so it was possible to build a base there, affording a privileged view of any point on earth or within its orbit. Each base held hundreds of Anunnaki soldiers as well as humans recruited by Enki’s army. The majority of the Anunnaki soldiers on earth had been born there and so did not know Nibiru, their race’s planet. Carall and his assistant Onlik were sitting in the control room of one of Enki’s bases, located in the Pacific Ocean near the coast of the United States. It was a normal day. For a long time nothing had happened, and everything was strangely calm, too calm. The control panels were made of crystal and there were larger crystals which sent out a light creating a three-dimensional hologram showing earth’s orbit, some points in space, and a large area of earth stretching from the USA to Mexico. Carall was in charge of the monitors that day. As his assistant was at his side, he decided to take a walk round the base to see if anyone needed anything. Carall got up and, as he was walking towards the door, an alarm started to ring. He turned to look at the great hologram which appeared behind the crystal panel.

‘Onlik, what happened? All I did was to get up…’

‘Carall, look at this. Thirteen unidentified objects heading towards earth at great speed.’

‘They can’t be meteors, their flying formation is too perfect. Calculate impact time,’ Carall told the computer.

‘Impact time, 45 minutes,’ the computer informed him.

Carall sat down in a cold sweat.

‘Intruder alert. Moon base, we need visual identification of approaching objects,’ said Carall.

‘Visual contact established. There are thirteen invading ships. They do not have the Confederation’s permission to be in this system.’

‘Can you identify who the ships belong to?’

‘Real time visualization of the ships in progress. Our system cannot identify them.’

‘Carall, I recognize these ships. The Confederation had one of them in custody when I was doing my apprenticeship there. They belong to the race whose leaders were imprisoned in the same parallel universe as Enlil. That means they belong to one of the races allied to Enlil.’

‘Moon base, we are sending ships to intercept the invaders. Have you had any communication with them?’

‘Negative. We attempted communication but there was no reply.’

‘Commander, there is a formation of possibly hostile ships near our orbit. Request permission to intercept them,’ said Carall, contacting his superior on the video link.

‘Positive, Carall. Do that right away before they enter earth’s atmosphere.’

‘Attention intercept units. Contain enemy at twenty minutes from our orbit. Send twenty ships as there are a good number of them.’

‘Understood. On our way.’

Twenty ships set off on the mission; ten from the Pacific base and ten more from a base at the North Pole. When the twenty intercepting ships approached the thirteen invaders, the latter broke formation and scattered at great speed. A vigorous pursuit began. Apparently the invaders were faster than the Anunnaki ships. Five ships succeeded in throwing them off their track, and went into hiding in various points under the ocean. Two ships were destroyed and five more flew off rapidly towards the sun, taking flight when they realized that ten more ships had been sent to intercept them. Faster than the Anunnaki ships, the enemy couldn’t be caught. But before they fled they succeeded in destroying five Anunnaki ships, which became dust in space. During the battle one of the invaders was hit, but managed to enter earth’s atmosphere. As the Anunnakis were busy with the other enemies, they thought it had been destroyed. The ship fell and made an emergency landing, crashing into a deserted area of the US, leaving a great trail
of wreckage.

C
HAPTER 19

Roswell Military Air Base, July 1947

For the first time in the history of mankind, man had captured a biological extraterrestrial being. Pieces of ships, wreckage, and alien gadgets had in the past been collected by the North American government and the governments of other countries, but never an alien being. The military was in an uproar. While they were worried about how that race might react, they were happy to be able to study a living being from another planet. In the wreckage of the crashed ship they found twelve bodies, eleven of them dead. Most of them had been burnt to death and it was impossible to study them. Only three bodies were fit for analysis and the fourth was alive and recovering. The army doctors took care of the creature with its grey skin and enormous black eyes. Its head too was immense, out of proportion to the size of its body. Analysis showed that the bodies of these beings were more fragile than the human body. They had no vocal cords, but they did have hearing organs. They were little more than three feet high and had just four very long fingers, the fourth being a sort of opposed thumb, like humans. Two hearts, one in the centre of the chest and another, much smaller, near the back of the neck, appeared to be complementary. The heart in the neck helped pump blood through the brain, which was twice the size of a human brain. The creatures had no teeth, nor did they have reproductive organs immediately visible; but they had a small hole at the base of the spine which the doctors assumed was a channel for elimination.

For two days the creature, nicknamed EBE-12 (Extraterrestrial Biological Entity No.12), had been unconscious and breathing with the help of a machine. The autopsies carried out on the other EBEs helped to determine the type of medical treatment which EBE-12 required. It was under strict security, and watched over by three doctors and three soldiers twenty-four hours a day. It was secured to a bed in a chamber made of triple reinforced glass. If it awoke it would be unable to run away or try anything. When Dr. Carlson Smith monitored EBE-12’s heart he noticed that it had begun to beat a little faster than normal. This worried him and he got up to look through the glass at the creature, and he saw that it was moving one of its fingers and its neck. A few moments later its eyes slowly opened. A sort of membrane that served as an eyelid was opening and closing, like a lizard’s eyes. ‘It’s scary,’ thought Dr. Smith and the other team members. When the creature was fully awake it tried to lift its body and began to struggle when it realized it was restrained. The heart in its chest accelerated to four times its normal speed and the heart in its neck beat even faster, like a humming-bird’s: nearly a thousand beats per minute. The doctors were frightened and informed their superiors that EBE-12 was awake. Dr. Smith tried to communicate with the creature via a microphone:

‘Please keep calm. We are here to help you. We want you to get better. Can you understand me?’

The creature, apparently understanding what was said, gradually calmed down.

The beating of the upper heart, in the neck, fell to five hundred per minute, though still very rapid compared to a human’s, or any other terrestrial animal’s heartbeat.

‘I would like to come into your room and talk to you. If you understand me and will allow me to come to you, nod your head.’

Then EBE-12 lowered its head slightly, indicating that Dr. Smith could come into the chamber. When he was getting ready to do so, Colonel Jordan Goldman, the base commandant, stopped him.

‘What’s this, Dr. Smith, have you gone mad?’

‘Colonel, we have managed to communicate with the creature and it consented for us to approach it.’

‘We don’t know its real intentions; it could be luring you into a trap.’

‘What do you expect us to do, Colonel, without vocal chords it can’t communicate with us. I thought I should try sign language.’

‘OK, you can try it. But it’s at your own risk.’

‘Very well.’

Dr. Smith cautiously entered the chamber.

‘Are you filming this?’ asked the Colonel.

‘Yes, Sir!’ replied one of the soldiers.

Inside the chamber, Dr. Smith walked cautiously towards the creature, which didn’t take its eyes off him. The others, elated, watched the scene from the other side of the glass.

‘From what I could observe, it seems you can understand my language,’ suggested the doctor, and the creature nodded its head.

‘Great. And you know how to speak…’ hardly had he completed the phrase, when his head began to spin and he felt a sharp pain in his head. The doctor fell to the ground, clutching his head in his hands. At once the commandant sealed the door, terrified at what might happen. The pain lessened and Dr. Smith slowly got up. The creature was conversing with Dr. Smith by telepathy.

‘Forgive me, that’s what happens the first time a brain received telepathic signals,’ said the creature.

‘My God, I’m hearing a voice inside my head! Is it you? How is this possible?

Colonel, EBE-12 is talking to me by telepathy.’

‘Telepathy? You must be crazy!’ exclaimed the Colonel via the microphone.

‘Where am I? What do you want of me? What happened to my ship?’ asked the creature.

‘You are in a US government base. We found your ship which had crashed on our land. You were the only survivor.’

‘My companions were deactivated?’

‘Deactivated? I don’t understand the concept. You mean “dead”? Yes, they were deactivated. Some of them were burnt to death…’ He was interrupted; images of the other beings appeared in his mind. Images of the autopsy, of the rescue. The being was accessing all the doctor’s memories and now knew as much as everyone there.

‘I understand. From what I saw in your memories you plan to study me.’

‘It’s not that exactly: we want to learn more from you. Who are you? Where did you come from? Aren’t you distressed at the news about your companions?’

‘Distressed? I don’t recognize that word.’

‘Distressed means ‘sad”.’

‘“Distressed” denotes emotion. I understand. We do not feel distressed. We do not have this kind of emotion. But only their bodies were deactivated. Certainly their knowledge was stored in our ship’s computer and has now been transmitted back to base.’

‘I don’t get that. Can you explain more clearly?’

‘Our brains are connected to our ships’ brain. If we are deactivated, or something like that, the information from our brains is sent back to the main ship and transferred into another body, a clone. So when these bodies “die”, their information is saved and transferred to the new body almost instantaneously. All the information is recovered.’

‘I don’t think I understand entirely how it works. My God, how is that possible? Do you have some way of communicating with us other than by telepathy? I want my friends to hear what you are saying.’

‘Yes, I can use some equipment of yours and my messages will show on it.’

‘Great. Can you do that now?’

‘I need you to bring the equipment to this room. That wall blocks my sensors. Can you untie my arms? I promise I won’t do anything to harm you.’

‘Colonel, he’s asking for some equipment to communicate with us. I think a telex machine would do. Can we untie him? He guarantees he won’t do anything to harm us.’

The soldiers carried a heavy telex machine into the chamber. In the meantime the Colonel gave his permission to untie EBE-12’s arms, and he, too, cautiously entered the chamber.

‘Doctor, ask him what he’s doing on our planet,’ the Colonel whispered to Dr. Smith.

Hardly had the Colonel finished speaking when the telex began to print out:

‘We came to your planet on a rescue mission. Some of our leaders are imprisoned here, but in a parallel universe. We have worked out a way of freeing them, but to do so we need your collaboration, as we can’t do anything without your permission.’

‘And just how did these leaders get into a parallel universe?’

‘It happened hundreds of earth years ago. At the time your race didn’t exist and we came to study the species that lived here. In the course of some experiments in your planet’s orbit, a gateway opened and our leaders entered another dimension. They have remained there because until now we didn’t have the technology to bring them back.’

‘I understand,’ said Smith. ‘Colonel, I think it would be a good idea for you to call in some physicists to watch this. This parallel universe thing is out of my league. If anyone is going to understand what EBE-12 is explaining, it’s the physicists.’

‘I’ll have them sent for,’ said the Colonel, staring at the creature in amazement.

‘Please, tell me, how can we help you? And how can we be sure you’re not here to destroy us or enslave us?’

‘If we had wanted to destroy you we’d have done it already. In any case, races from other planets are protecting you. To save our leaders we have to open a gateway. It can only be opened using a particle accelerator, which you still do not possess. Our proposal is to supply technology and know-how. In return, you will allow us to make experiments here on earth, and you will also help us create the particle accelerator, which will deepen your understanding of the universe as well as saving our leaders.’

‘I understand. But why don’t you just bring one of these accelerator things here and open the gateway?’

‘Our planet is very far from here. If we went there and back the window of opportunity would have passed. And what’s more, we might not be able to bring this type of equipment to your planet, because your guardian race might stop us. For many years we have wanted to build this gateway, but we were waiting for your technology to evolve enough to make it possible. We are still short of the energy necessary to open the gateway and it will take several of your decades for us to get it.’

‘And what has to be done in this period of time?’

‘We plan to build an instrument which can accumulate energy from the sun. Planet Earth is constantly bombarded with particles which you know as neutrinos. They are microscopic particles, smaller than an electron. What you don’t know is that it is possible to generate an enormous amount of energy by condensing these particles. However the neutrinos, which are the particles sent by the sun and by the explosion of stars, and which we need to feed the accelerator, only reach the earth in great quantities every eleven years. It’s what you call the solar maximum. To open the gateway, the particle accelerator will have to create collisions between bundles of protons to generate energy of around a hundred electrovolts. This will form a small black hole and, at the precise moment, a small gateway to the other dimension will open for a few minutes, long enough for us to save our leaders. Once this is done we will go back to our planet. According to our calculations, the solar equipment will accumulate the required amount of energy at the solar maximum in 2012. This coincides with our deadline, which is on 21st December of that year, when the earth will be in alignment with the sun and with the center of your galaxy, which you call the Milky Way. On that date the particle accelerator will have to be switched on; and it will only reach a hundred electrovolts with the help of our equipment. In the parallel dimension where our leaders are now, they have a neutrino accumulator similar to ours, and from there they will help us to open the gateway. Fortunately we are able to communicate with the other side, otherwise we wouldn’t be able to synchronize the opening of the gateway.’

‘To be frank, I haven’t understood a word you’ve said,’ the Colonel admitted. ‘Physics isn’t my line, but we are bringing in personnel to help us. I think my government will do all it can to assist you, especially if there is to be technology in exchange.’

‘In any case we have to provide technological skills for you, otherwise it will take you a couple of centuries to invent the accelerator. You help us and we’ll help you. In fact it will mean cooperation between different peoples of your planet, because the particle accelerator isn’t a small thing, and it will have to be built at a specific location on the planet.’