The Cosmic Spark by Leo Ndelle

Author:Leo Ndelle [Ndelle, Leo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-03T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

GAME CHANGE

“I DON’T TRUST The Scribe,” Metatron said.

“But I do,” Luceefa countered leaning back in her seat. “I have my reasons.”

“You referred to him by another name,” Metatron prompted.

“Fakud,” Luceefa replied, staring blankly ahead. “That was his name when I met him on Earth Realm. I didn’t know it was him until my awakening. He helped open my eyes to so much and strengthened my resolve for my vision for us. He was a great push to me leading the rebellion.”

Metatron had so many questions. He would seek the answers later. For now, they had more important things to deal with.

“We have the Zarark and we know one of its functions,” Luceefa said.

Metatron sprang from his seat.

“You can’t be serious!” Metatron exclaimed. “I’ll support you in anything and you know that. But I must strongly object to what you are suggesting!”

“And why’s that, brother?” Luceefa asked calmly.

“No one can operate this Zarark but Michael,” he replied. “And I don’t mean it in a bad way, but you’re not him.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Luceefa retorted icily. “I’m not offended.”

“Thank you,” Metatron said, though he knew better. “Only Michael can operate the Zarark. Who knows what could happen if anyone tried to use it.”

“Enlighten me, brother!” Luceefa spat with sarcasm. “You seem to know so much about the Zarark, don’t you? What could happen?

Metatron leaned back in his seat. He noticed Luceefa clench and unclench her jaws repeatedly. Wings! She was furious. He made her look stupid and this was her way of getting back at him. Subtle, spiteful but predictable, nonetheless. Her outburst was meant to retaliate against his ego, but there might be an interesting outcome from that retaliation. He would let her have her way while he worked his genius around something.

“Let me ask you something,” Luceefa said with venomous calm. “Have you ever read anything anywhere about a designated operator of the Zarark?”

“No, I haven’t,” Metatron replied. “Maybe because no one ever dared?”

“Just what I thought,” Luceefa said. “An absence of evidence isn’t necessarily a validation of a presupposition.”

Luceefa stood up from her chair and walked towards Metatron. She knelt in front of him and took his hands in hers.

“Brother,” Luceefa implored. “I’m neither trying to be callous or careless. I’ve given this a lot of thought and deep down, I know that what I’m insinuating is possible. I can’t explain why I feel this way. I just do. Besides, I’m not the one who’s going to embark on this monumental feat.”

She smiled a mischievous smile and Metatron shook his head vehemently.

“Oh no, no, no, sister!” Metatron protested vehemently.

“Oh yes, yes, yes, brother!” Luceefa countered. “Can’t do this without you.”

“But why me?” Metatron asked.

“Because, you and Michael are connected via that mark on the back of your neck,” Luceefa explained. “That is the first reason. The second reason is that even though Michael is the first born, Michael and I share something in common; we both received the tainted essence of the same Shemsu, Emok. This may be news to you, but that was the primary reason why Michael and I were the first to fall.

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