ARC OF THE IMMORTALS/ Book 1

Pursuit: 16 / Jac Who?

Recap: Pursuer-Jac longed to deal Jac a death with pain and suffering.

(some scenes/memories of trauma)

He missed the adversarial conflict. There was no new target in sight. Touzdae’s repressed memories from the Well of the Souls came to the surface through a barrage of images of her under attack from the forces of nature. She reached the enormous Atlantean Spaceship — The Mu. It was her mission to hide the Lingham Stone in a safe place aboard the giant ship.

Pursuer-Jac walked through the decimated stillness of La Maz of Gata. He was shocked by Jac Kritos’ memories of columns and the surrounding cliffs collapsing onto him and crushing to the ground of La Maz. The surroundings remained fixed in time, as if he were experiencing a snapshot of history.

Where are these experiences? Where are these flashbacks coming from? Am I becoming my enemy? Does he haunt me from the bardos beyond death? Pursuer Jac’s questions snapped at him like a rabid dog on the loose. I’m sick of it. When do I find peace?

Memories of the beauteous young woman, he plopped down beside her by “accident” at the hot springs pool. When she turned over and faced him both of them in a prone position, something happened. It was inexplicable.

I feel at peace with you and accepted, he thought.

“I feel the same way,” Touzdae whispered, having heard his thoughts.

The mechanized device in his head clicked on, searching for a target. He was ejected from the memory. I don’t want this targeting device in me anymore, he thought.

“Get out of me,” he yelled at himself. A soup of slimy fluids dripped off his face. Small metal parts fell out of his head. He looked at the pile of goop and sighed deeply. Relieved. I am freed, he thought.

“Bring that planet to me, or I am at that planet,” P-Jac said aloud, and he was there. He thought of the young woman. She was there as before.

“What did you say your name was?” he asked her.

“I — I never said,” she uttered, awestruck.

“Hey, punk, are you stealing my woman?” Bendel called out.

“Nobody owns anybody,” P-Jac said and turned.

“Oh Jac, it’s you,” Bendel was aghast.

Touzdae garbed as an Emmons Sister with a crone’s face used her sense to find a place to hide the Lingham Stone.

A guard stopped her.

“Sister Emmons, you are not allowed beyond this point,” the guard ordered.

“Young man,” Touzdae’s voice was that of an ancient one. He nodded with deference. “Let me pass. I am on a mission.”

“This is a dangerous area of the ship. Let me call an armed escort for you,” he looked toward her, careful not to make eye contact.

She swung her robes aside for a moment, revealing her laz gun. “As you can see, young man, I am armed.”

“Sorry, sorry… Go,” he stepped aside gesturing.

She hurried along.

Back on the planet where he met her. The One, he thought. P-Jac stood and removed himself from Jac’s body. He soon knew that he was invisible to the others, as he had always been. Bendel, you are a slime thing, he thought.

He stood in the frozen time of the Levelz and La Maz, the memories of Jac and her in his head and in his heart. But she was coupled with Bendel then and Jac now.

“I want the other Jac, here, in front of me now. I don’t care if you’re dead. Show yourself,” He yelled out and upward.

Blink. This is a hateful place, he thought as he stood in a 30 foot long tube sandwiched between the rocks on that planetoid’s beach at the edge of space.

“Take me anywhere but here!” he shouted at the transparent solar panel at the cloud of stellar dust. “This must be the far edge of Gata,” he whispered.

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