Chapter Six – Making Waves

2009, Pre-Pulse Seattle, WashingtonHQ of the NSA

Gabe couldn’t see his superior’s logic. “Sir, it’s not strategically sound. What you’re proposing will affect us all. Maybe you should discuss this with your father…” Ames White cut him off angrily.

“My father is insane. He cannot be trusted. He turned his back on everything we are. Everything that’s important. And he’ll see the error of his ways in the end. But by then it will be too late.

“The humans are a weak race. With ‘The Coming’, he’ll be wiped out along with the rest of the miserable lot of them.” White fumed at his assistant.

“We will follow through with this plan. It will cripple the world but empower us. And that’s all that matters.

“Stop questioning orders and do as you’re told. You pledged loyalty when we accepted you into our circle. Obeying without question is a prerequisite. Are you with us? Or will I have to resort to sorting this little problem on my own?” The threat flung at Gabe made him shiver. He knew all too well how the Cult dealt with traitors.

“No, Sir. As you wish, Sir.” Gabe turned and left the room.

Ames White spoke to his technical advisor. “Are we ready?”

“Yes, Sir. After you enter the code, we countdown from twenty. And then,” the man smiled at his boss, “Pffft.” He made a gesture indicating complete breakdown.

“All things foretold come to pass.” He muttered quietly.

“Sir?” the technician inquired.

White brushed him off. Turning to the keypad, he input a series of numbers. A loud voice came over the speakers in the command center.

“20, 19, 18, 17,” Ames White grinned evilly as the countdown continued, “6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…”

A huge ‘boom’ resounded, and the ground shook. The lights in the underground shelter fizzled and died. The generator kicked in and he smiled.

A few hours later…

“Progress?” he barked at his technician.

“Everything is in order, Sir. Just as predicted. We have full communication. I’ve also confirmed that all funds from U.S. Government agencies have been wired to your off-shore account.”

Gabe entered the shelter at that moment and signaled to his boss.

“What is it?” he stared intently at Gabe.

“Sir. We’ve had word. The entire country is in chaos. All communication, electricity and telephones have been shut down. The United States is officially cut off from the outside world. All databases have been wiped clean. We are, in effect, broke. America has become a third world country as was intended.”

“Wonderful. The future that was envisaged by our Great Seers 5000 years ago has come to be. This Pulse is the first step to our destiny. Good work. Fe’nos tol.”

Ames White exited the bunker and headed to the Conclave’s underground temple. It was time to offer his thanks to the Snake Goddess.

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