Chapter 1: In the Beginning

 

"Zeus!" After a long pause without a response Apollo yelled, "ZEUS!"

"YES, Yes, what do you want?" Zeus snapped. He had been preoccupied with the vision in the viewing mist on the dais below encircled by the assembly of Olympian gods. Four obvious Omega possessed mortals pursued a fifth mortal radiating an Alpha golden aura. The angry red, demon auras of the Omega mortals were strong and radiant, while the golden Alpha aura shown dim and weak, yet visible enough to identify him as an Alpha descendant spirit.

Apollo, apologetic but insistent, said, "Father, we must contact the Titan Assembly before all the remaining Alphas are destroyed."

As if to accent Apollo's statement, the four Omega mortals caught the fifth mortal and began mutilating and dismembering him with their shimmering swords. The fifth mortal never had a chance and hadn't even offered up a defense. The Alpha spirit obviously wasn't awake within him, and he wouldn't have an inkling of an idea what was happening to him or why. He would not be able to see the Omega auras nor access any of his ancient dormant powers. The poor man was terrified and died horribly along with his inactive Alpha spirit. The golden Alpha aura in the likeness of a hawk was the last to die as it floundered and flapped it wings ever more slowly until it melted into the ground and disappeared completely.

Zeus said, "I know! Dammit, I know, but I haven't spoken to the Titan Assembly since they exiled us to this world those thousands of years ago."

Hera screeched, "Well, it's your own cursed fault! The immortal Titan women were never enough for you, and you and the other immortals just had to fornicate with all those mortal women. That interracial mixing caused the separation of Alpha and Omega."

"SILENCE, WIFE!" Zeus bellowed, stabbing a warning finger in the air toward her, bristling with energy and barely controlled lighting. His deep, resonating voice and warning reverberated throughout the chamber, causing many of the gods, including Hera, to recoil in fear and silence. "Now is not the time to rehash the past. We have more important things to worry about."

Poseidon leaned forward on his throne toward Zeus and said, "True enough, brother, but I have to agree with Apollo. We must act quickly or we are doomed. At the rate Omega is seeking out and destroying Alpha we will not have any Alphas remaining to fight the coming war. We are already vastly outnumbered. We must contact the Assembly to awaken the Alpha spirits within the Alpha mortals, and we lack the power alone, especially confined to Mount Olympus."

Zeus continued to stare at the now clear mist floating at his feet on the dais, while he thought. He hadn't spoken to his father, Cronus, since he and his Olympians defeated and exiled the ruling Titans from Earth, and now Cronus was a member of the Assembly on their home world.

The Olympians had sealed their own fate when they expelled the ruling Titans back to the home planet, Titan, but that was before they discovered their terrible mistake. By interbreeding with mortals they had inadvertently corrupted the delicate controlling balance of the immortal Titan's Alpha and Omega souls (beginning and end) (good and evil) in all future mixed bloods, thus dooming Earth's population to an ever increasing and conflicting separation of spirits and ultimate goals in both the immortal and mortal races.

He refocused when Artemis began to speak. She had always been one of his favorites and always loyal and supportive. Artemis, his daughter and twin sister to Apollo, also shared a seat with the gods. His twins were born to Leto and not his wife and sister Hera, which is a major reason he protected them...to aggravate his wife.

Artemis said, "My father, my Zeus, I must agree with my brother and the others. This is what the Assembly exiled us to do. They are as much afraid of the potential power of an uncontrolled Omega as we are. No one can know the extent of their power if they are allowed to fully awaken and consolidate, and all of us knows only Alpha can stop them. The Assembly will not refuse; like us, they have no choice. They will help us awaken the dormant, immortal spirit of the Alpha residing in the mortals. It works to their advantage as well."

He knew Artemis was correct. It was just that he was the new supreme ruling god on Earth when he last spoke to Cronus, and Cronus would certainly remember the lightning bolts he had welded and launched at the Titans to drive them off this world. Now, without the Titan's help the Olympians were stuck here in exile for eternity. Artemis was also right that the Titans also feared the awaking power of the Omega. That growing force would be totally unpredictable, extremely powerful and totally evil, and would eventually be able to challenge the Assembly on Titan. Yes, the Assembly would help, but still, he would now have to humble himself to them and ask for their help. So be it; he would pay the price.

"Very well. Project your thoughts with mine and let's reach out to Titan and the Assembly"

He felt the electric tingle of the charging power as their minds merged, focusing to project their joint mind. Then he felt the jolt, akin to an electric shock, as their joint minds streaked in unison across the cosmos. In the viewing mist of the dais they watched the stars flash past in the vast darkness of space. Their speed began to slow as they approached their goal, and soon they observed the planet Titan growing in the mist, filling the viewing mist. The view began to focus in on the planet and expand further. Titan's Mountain of the Gods then continued to expand to view the Assembly circled around their own viewing dais. They apparently had been monitoring his Olympian Assembly, because the appearance of the Olympians' forms did not seem to surprise them. Even so, the Assembly remained immobile and silent and continued to stare at them, obviously waiting for him to speak first. This arrogant statement of Titan's power angered him, but he held his anger, staring back into each pair of the assembled god's cold piercing eyes. After an excessively long pause Zeus said, "It is time. The Omegas are awakening, and the Alphas yet remain dormant." He left his statement brief, letting that fact sink in.

Hyperion, the Supreme Ruler of Titan, spoke, "Yes, we have been monitoring the situation on Earth, and we too find the situation grave. We don't understand why only the Omegas are awaking and the Alphas remain dormant. We suspect that an outside force is behind awaking only the Omegas spirits. It's like they are already organized with a leader. Do you think Hades could be behind it?"

That question shocked him. Mount Olympus had not heard from Hades since the war began against the mix-breeds. He and his Assembly had assumed Hades had been killed in that war, since he hadn't returned to his throne, but hearing Hyperion speak the words out loud, he realized that Hades could very well be behind it. He was a little surprise that he and the other Olympians had never considered that possibility, but he was not about to admit that fact. Hades had always caused problems on Earth; the chaos would give him strength. He responded, "We have no information to confirm that, but it is possible."

Cronus spoke to the Assembly saying, "Zeus and his Olympians caused the problem. It is their problem to solve. They assumed the responsibility when they took control of Earth!"

Hera was first to respond and blasted back, "You and the other Titans that were on Earth are just a guilty of fornicating with the mortal women. It's your problem, too!"

For once he was pleased with Hera's vicious verbal attack, since, for once, it was not directed at him. He almost wished she would take the form of a serpent, as she often did, to accent the venom of her words, but her verbal attack alone worked to silence Cronus.

Hyperion quickly seized the moment of silence to assume control again. "It has already been decided that we will help. We will begin radiating a mental stimulus toward Earth that will awaken the Alpha spirits and powers. Hopefully, it will not awaken the Omega further than they already are. It will take three rotations of the planet to fully saturate all the mortals, but you will have to act quickly to save them, because the Omegas will also be able to easily identify them as they awake by their auras. If, as you say, Omega is partially awake, this action will make any Alphas an easy target."

Zeus did not thank the Assembly, however he bowed slightly as his Assembly of gods withdrew and raced back across the cosmos to Mount Olympus. He thought it went well. At least no physical attacks were launched by either side. Now safe, he allowed the charge to slowly dissipate from his barely controlled lightning bolts, filling the chamber with bristling kinetic energy.

As they settled again into their adorned chairs surrounding the dais, Ares said, "Well, that wasn't so bad...no one died."

Zeus noticed signs of a general physical relaxation among the others, as if they had all been tensed for battle. He even noticed Apollo leaning his golden bow against his chair. He hadn't noticed Apollo with it at the Titan Assembly, but it stood to reason, since his bow had always been Apollo's weapon of choice and a constant adornment.

Ares continued, "Zeus, what do you think about Hyperion's suspicion that Hades might be behind the Omegas early awakening?"

"I saw Hades fall in the last battle. His body is dead." Zeus said, "But it's possible his soul might have survived. I think it could be possible that his spirit might still live within one of his descendant's mortal body. If so, his evil yet lives and has been refined by the corruption of the mortal bodies through hundreds of generations. Yes, Hades IS probably responsible for the Omegas' awakening, at least the corrupted part of his Titan spirit."

"What are we going to do about it, father?" Ares said.

"What we have been charged to do: correct the mistake. We must kill all the mixed-bloods, like we tried to do before, like we did to our own, Dionysus, but we must make sure we kill the corrupted Titan spirits, the Omega."

Hera screamed, "You wouldn't have had to kill your own son if you hadn't fornicated with that mortal harlot, Semele!"

At this interruption Zeus pointed a finger toward Hera, and a bolt of energy shot toward her, pinning her quivering body back in her throne. Zeus bellowed, "Silence! Semele was a princess!" None of the other gods moved or made a sound, fearing Zeus' wrath. As if nothing happened, Zeus continued, "Once the energy transmission begins we must monitor Earth continuously, seeking out the awakening Alphas and bring them here. They will be trained here to become our army against the Omega."

***

Mojo sat in his fifty story penthouse apartment and office surrounded by large screen televisions and monitors tuned to every major news feed from around the world. It looked like a control center in a major network headquarters, but it was all controlled, operated and monitored by his staff solely for him. In his many lifetimes he had spent at least one lifetime in all the major countries, so language was no barrier to him. Nothing important escaped his notice.

So when the news broke about the rare solar flare activity he actually laughed out loud. He felt the energy transmission even before the imbecile, human scientists announced to the world that the slight bluish shift in the visual spectrum of light was due to an extremely rare sunspot phenomena. He recognized it and knew exactly what it was: a declaration of war!

The Olympians, with apparent help from the Titans, were obviously attempting to activate the Alpha portion of the Titan spirit in an attempt to save them from extinction and fight back against his army of Omegas, but he was ready for them. It was far too late for the Alphas. He and his kind had spent thousands of years and many human generations purging the Alpha spirit from the Titan soul. Each transfer of the immortal Titan soul at the death of its human host corrupted the soul further and purged more of the Alpha from the Omega. Now after centuries each side of the soul was refined and virtually pure in its Alpha or Omega human host, but only Omega was awake and organized. He had seen to that in secret. And they had been killing the Alphas on sight for centuries.

Mojo had been totally aware and fully awake in his Titan spirit for centuries

and had transferred through many human bodies. His Omega spirit, being self-aware, had given him the advantage. He recognized the other Omega souls and had concentrated his combined spirit by carefully killing many of the human hosts and absorbing their Omega spirit into himself. Now none of the other Omegas possessed even close to his level of power. He allowed his commanders to also concentrate power but never allowing any one to be strong enough to challenge him. That could never be allowed.

Mojo had built a vast amount of Earth wealth through his concentration of his Omega power and living many human lifetimes. He gathered his fellow Omegas into his organization and controlled them with iron will and fists. His organization had infiltrated world corporations and governments and silently ruled many from his penthouse. He actually owned the high-rise building in Manhattan, New York and two more identical facilities in Moscow, Russia and Tehran, Iran. In point of fact, each headquarter was owned by him and all named the "Rose Building", which housed the corporate offices of his many corporations, along with the offices of his minions of Omega commanders. The key word, "Rose" was there for all to see, if they only looked, but the significance of the word indicated the headquarters of Omega. The Rose Building and rose logo, with its red aura, served to attract the awakening Omega spirits to him.

To the outside human world he was unimpressive in looks, being purposefully average and plain. There was nothing to make him stand out. He looked like any other business executive in a three-piece suit. That is unless you happen to be a descendant of a Titan housing an active Alpha or Omega spirit. Then you would see his invisible Omega aura radiating from and encompassing him. Then you would fear him, for his huge, demonic red aura resembling a winged, two-headed, fire breathing dragon towered over him.

Mojo's ancient, long-range plans were quickly coming to fruition. Like a chessboard, all the elements were in place for world domination. His only remaining obstacles were the Olympian gods and remaining morphed Titan Alpha spirits. The Olympian gods didn't pose much of a problem directly, because the Titan immortals had been imprisoned by the Titan Assembly to remain isolated in Mount Olympus. While the Olympian gods couldn't travel to Earth, they could direct and work through the emerging Alphas through their human host. Things were going well for Mojo, and his only remaining concern was this potential Alpha intervention.

Through antiquity the Alpha spirit had always served as a balancing deterrent to prevent the Omega side of the Titan soul from becoming dominant. This balance made the immortal Titans who they were, body and spirit. This had all changed once the immortals began reproducing and mixing with the mortal humans. This genetic mix corrupted the balance of Alpha and Omega, allowing them to begin separating. It had taken several generations of the short-lived human mix-breeds before the Titans recognized what was happening. By then it was too late to stop it. Fear grew with this understanding, knowing what the ultimate outcome of the separation of the Titan soul. The Olympian Titans attempted to correct the problem by waging war on all mixed-bloods, attempting to kill the corrupted soul before the two sides could separate. The war failed miserably, because the entire human population rose up against the Titans. The humans did not understand the problem of the Titan soul and believed the Titans were attempting total genocide against all humans, and the humans fought back, forcing the Titans to vacate Earth, all but the Olympian gods left in exile, but they had to hide Mount Olympus, only the Olympians knew where.

Mojo had also recognized what was happening and saw the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and take control. He fed on chaos and misery, and the weak humans were fertile ground to spread both. He was not Mojo in the beginning. He had been called Hades back then, brother to Zeus, but by concentrating the Omega spirits into himself, he became far more powerful than Hades had ever been. Now he was Mojo, and all will fear.

Since he left Mount Olympus he had gone by many names such as Nero, Attila the Hun, Ivan the Terrible of Russia, and many others. He had murdered and tortured millions. By the 1700s he learned he could create more chaos in politics when he became Maximilien Robespierre and led the French revolution. Then he learned that controlling governments and politics should be his ultimate goal.

Now Omegas' separation was complete and almost free to exercise their combined will, his will, over the dwellers of this planet, Mount Olympus and eventually Titan as well. Soon Omega would enslave the humans and Titans, and, as their leader, he would become the Supreme God of all, the most powerful throughout the cosmos. All they had to do to realize his plan was finish off the Alpha; they were the only force in the universe that could potentially stop them. Alpha had the knowledge, potential power, and inherent hate to battle Omega. Now with this Titan energy ray, the dormant Alpha would awaken and be able to fight back. All the centuries of waiting was now over. The war had begun.

They had already found and killed thousands of the dormant Alpha. Their weak auras was the signature of the dormant Alpha. Now, with the awakening of the Alpha spirits their auras would be easier to see. All Mojo had to do was send his army out across the world, seeking out those few remaining auras.

Until now, the only obstacle they have had has been the human police. They didn't understand the nature of the battle and the necessary mutilation of the human body housing required to destroy a Titan soul. Out of necessity his demon army has had to restrict their attacks to non-populated areas or the dark of night, but they had been quite successful in destroying many Alphas. Their victory would be complete when all Alphas had been destroyed.