The Third Key (GUARDING THE LIGHT) (10 page)

Yet,
even with all their advantages, the Demonic Alliance couldn’t destroy Earth
without
opening the
doors to this di
mension – hence the need for
access to the
Diamond gates.
Quabil
Shahzad
was adopted
, trained and
then
transformed in
to their most powerful agent who
had
easily
killed two
powerful
Guardians
,
and
taken
the
two K
eys
they
had kept safe
.
Only one Key
remained. W
ith it
,
the
Demonic Alliance
would easily
invade earthly
regio
n
s
.

T
he
Third
Guardian had also been
defeated
and captured
. But the Key was not on him.
That is why he still lived
–
re
fusing
to say where the K
ey was being held
.

X
I
II.

Quabil
jumped up and start undressing out of his spotlessly ironed
Alexander
Amosu
suit. The
Vanquish II
Brioni
coat
had been customized to him only a few days ago. He carelessly threw away the coat (which could have covered five or six months of bills for an average Chicago family).
He walked towards what looked like a wall and the space opened without a sound.

In the ‘room of honesty’ there was nothing but a man hanging in a cross position, hands and legs tied to the wall by metal shackles that looked like iridium. The man’s body was tortured and bruised. On his left hand he had 2 fingers left, but the fresh wounds were (strangely) not bleeding. On his right hand and feet he had no fingernails, and even without bleeding, it was just all a
bloody mess. He was kept alive and conscious,
tortured again and again.
He was hardly recognizable as the strong Guardian of
the
Light that he had been two days ago.

One quick signal to
Quabil’s
two assistants made them quickly start revi
ving the man into consciousness
. Small injections
in
the back of his neck made him open his eyes and start screaming in pain.
Quabil
pointed a finger towards his temple, and the man was instantly relieved of all suffering and pain. He spoke in
a
deep
soothing
voice like a teacher instructing a child:

“I have two things to tell you:

First - all that my men have done to you so far is nothing compared to what I can do to you. They have introduced you to the tip of the pain and torture iceberg – I am the rest of it!

Second – I only need ONE small bit of information from you. A few numbers, a GPS location, an address – as you wish. Give me the location and live free of pain, as you are right now. Otherwise, I’ll double
it, and then triple it -
I won’t stop. I
won’t
let you faint or die! “

The defeated Guardian visibly trembled
in front of this man emanating horror all around him.

“You have exactly one minute to decide…….” These words were interrupted by the sound of an iPhone vibrating on a metal surface.

There were three mobile phones on a metal table in the corner. All belonged to
former Guardians
.

“This may give you a few minutes more….or maybe not”, announced
Quabil
. He curiously raised his eyebrows in the direction of a bold man operating the glassless monitor in a corner of the room…checking caller ID.

“It’s him - Mr.
Shahzad
!” he announced while another assistant handed the vibrating iPhone5 to their master.

“How nice to hear your voice again”, answered
Quabil
, the person that
Jason
was hoping to find but NOT in possession of this
phone.
He decided to
speak
fast.

“If you stop what you started and return to whatever hellish place you came from, I will spare your life this time. Go back to your ugly friends and stay away from earth. If you don’t do that, you won’t die, but this time I will make you suffer eternally”, pronounced
Jason
clearly
.

The effect
on
Quabil
was
as if he had heard a
hilarious joke for the first time
, and he laughed loud and long,
an infectious and honest-sounding laugh.
Jason gritted his teeth, willing it to end.
Without
warning
,
Quabil
’s
laughter shut off and he
switched to a cold, cunning but cont
rolled tone: “D
ue to Steve Jobs’ blessing, let me introduce you to your dear colleague, I apologize for his dress code”, pointing the camera toward the captured man who was visibly trembling in fear as
Quabil
continued.
Jason
accepted the video call and was hit hard by the scene.

XIV.

“We were just about to have a chit-chat …”
Jason
could hear
demonic
laughter
on
the other
side of
the
line
.

On another line, in a presidential suite of the Four Seasons Hotel sitting next to
Jason
, Gunnar was in front of his computer sharing data with several hackers. They were all trying hard to crack the scrambling shield that stopped detection of the
geolocation
of the phone. (On the screen, the signal was jumping from Cairo to Bora Bora, from Chicago to Madrid, and so on –
making
the hardcore hackers
angry and busy as a swarm of bees
– they had never seen this level of protection).

“Are you ready for me, ‘Guardian’?” With a cynical tone,
Quabil
moved
back
,
so the camera could show
the scared and tortured man with eyes wide open in fear. He could feel that something even more horrible was about to happen to him.

Jason
knew that this
would
be hard to watch. The ‘fallen Guardian’ hanging there helplessly in front of evil personified was already scary, but he fully focused all his mental powers
to be ready
to help. What els
e could he do?! Even if Gunnar c
ould detect the exact location,
only
a short time
was
left.
However, there was one thing that inspired Gunnar to try harder. He knew about
Jason
’s
psychotronic
*
power he had had from birth.
Geolocation
would help
Jason
to focu
s his power. He had to act fast, as soon as he knew what to do
!

On the phone’s screen, the face changed to a painful mask. It was clearly on the edge of toleration.

“I just made your nerves double in sensitivity
– I can do it again
. You won’t faint, you won’t die – you will feel more and more of everything …until you tell me what I want to know.”
Just the sound of
Quabil’s
voice made his target completely desperate
, writhing in his bonds
.

Jason
used his powers only when absolutely necessary, but this was one of those moments.
As he started to invoke his inner powers, the room started to vibrate. To those that see
beyond averages
,
the room
was bursting into red-orange
light,
formed into balls of energy that grew in power and size.
With the speed of thought, the energy explosion formed
into a
blue beam of protective energy, wrapping itself around the body of the captured spiritual warrior
.

The energy shield did create an immediate effect. Suffering and pain disappeared from
the man’s face
, and in his eyes a tiny spar
k of hope was born.

“
What
a nice try!”
Quabil’s
loud reaction did no
t promise a great future f
o
r
that newly born hope. Without any further comment,
Quabil
started attacking the bulb of protective energy with his dark powers. Those with vision could describe the scene as dark thick smoke mixed with grey fog attacking a bright light in a blue sky. Without vision, one could only follow the reactions on the face and body
of a person caught in the midst of the
fight.

The protective beams of energy accumulated again, but the receiving signal on the iPhone5 screen was disturbed from the charge. As white forces grew, so the dark force strengthened in this power struggle of opposing forces. It looked like there was a chance of success for the powers that
Jason
used to protect the secret location of the
Third Key
. Demons needed the
Third Key
, and only that was stopping them from inva
ding Earthly regions right now!

Both me
n were using their powers in
full;
this
was
the
real
battle of light and darkness.
E
nergy contained in the room would have been hard to deal with
for anyone - it strained the face of the tortured Guardian
.
Sensing a turn of events,
Quabil
Shahzad
began
to
produce
in vibration
the
sounds
of verses from
demonic
scriptures. Not
many mortals of this planet have heard
those sounds
and lived to tell about them
. Those who
did
mostly
melted
out of
the
power contained
in those
metallic, teeth-gnashing
chants
.

The
ancient
demonic
ritual
started to take
form
. The r
oom suddenly changed
–
darkened-
all light
began
to die.
Starting with
the electrical bulbs and lights, then
the
electronic
equipment, mobile phones
–
every device lost its
glow
as if
sucked
out
by
a strong
vacuum.
On the other end of the video call, the
signal turned black. But the
light-sucking
vacuum
that
Quabil
created with ritualistic chants of
evil
continued
to grow
.

Staring hard
at
the black screen of his
iPhone
, Jason
could only hear the screams. The s
ound
of suffering
was
so dist
urbing that Gunnar
just
ran out of the
room. He was a strong man with
a
rock-solid understanding of this life and beyond,
but
hearing suffering turn
into
begging for
mercy
– helpless to help -
was
far
beyond anything
he could imagine.
Gunnar knew that these were
the
sound
s
of destiny threatening to take over this world. It was
announcing
that fate –
the
fate of
a
world taken over by
t
he Demonic Alliance
.