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Theos spacecraft - The President

"But where do you get the energy to create such a powerful forcefield?" asked the Colonel intrigued, as he carefully observed the candle holder that had just been created.

"Energy is everywhere, in every place in the universe," answered Azakis. “Everything that composes it is made of matter and matter is nothing more than a form of energy and vice versa. Even living beings are nothing more than simple forms of energy and matter.”

"We’re made of the same substance as the stars,” whispered Elisa enraptured, remembering an old quote from someone, whose name she could not recall at that precise time.

"I agree with that, but from here to being able to harness it like this is a big jump forward," said the Colonel.

He was about to ask for further enlightenment when a blues tune, from his mobile, interrupted him.

"Now who the heck’s that?" he said aloud while reading the caller’s name "Camp Adder – prison."

“Colonel Hudson,” he answered curtly into the microphone.

"Colonel, finally."

Jack immediately recognised the loud voice of the coloured sergeant who had accompanied him on many missions. "Sergeant, what is it?”

"I've been looking for you for hours. "Where are you?"

"Um, let's say I'm ‘running around like a whirlwind’. Anyway, tell me Sergeant, what's the problem?"

"I just wanted to inform you that your request to transfer the General has been carried out without any problems."

“Request to transfer the General? "What the devil are you talking about?"

"I have before me a written order, signed by you, authorising General Richard Wright and Colonel Oliver Morris to collect General Campbell to be transferred to somewhere top secret. I checked and it’s your signature."

"But I’ve never authorised anything of the sort." The Colonel paused briefly then said, "So where is the General now?"

"I have no idea, Sir. The officers I was telling you about took him into custody."

"Damn, he’s managed to escape." Then he had an intuition and said, “Sergeant, would you be able to describe the two soldiers who came to collect him, to me?"

“Certainly. One was tall and thin and the other was shorter and rather overweight. They had.......”

“Okay Sergeant, that's enough. I understand. Thank you.”

"I hope I haven't messed up.”

"Don't worry, it wasn't your fault," and he ended the conversation.

"What’s happened?" asked Elisa worriedly.

"Those two who attacked us, who we caught, have got away and they’ve also managed to make that bastard General Campbell escape.”

"I'm sorry dear, I really am sorry but don't worry too much. We’ve got much bigger problems to worry about right now, haven’t we?"

"You're right." So saying he slipped the candle holder from her hands and, showing it to Azakis, asked "Now, where were we?"

“The source of energy.”

“Right. I mean, how the heck does this thing work?"

"Well it's not that simple to explain, but we can say that it absorbs the energy all around it and gives it the shape for which it has been programmed."

"Well," said Jack puzzled. “I can’t say I’ve understood very much really. But the fact is that it works and it does so really well. Do you think this technology could also be replicated on Earth?"

“Absolutely. I don't see any problem. When the time comes, I’ll tell Petri to transfer all the information you need, to you.”

"Fantastic. I’m just thinking of the looks on our scientists’ faces when they are faced with a revelation of this sort. At present, we still can't produce serious amounts of energy except from fossil fuels or nuclear energy. I think your visit is going to revolutionise a lot of things on our planet.”

"As they always have," added Azakis with a little smile.

"If I remember correctly," said Elisa entering the discussion, "was it not a scientist called Nikola Tesla, who lived between 1800 and 1900, who imagined a form of energy that permeated the whole cosmos?”

"Wow," answered Jack amazed. "I didn't know you were such an expert.”

"There are a lot of things you still have to find out about me, dear," and with a decidedly sassy gesture, she ran her hand through her long hair.

“Actually,” continued Jack, “Tesla did a lot more. Apart from the realisation of a whole series of inventions that we still use today, he theorised the possibility of using what he called ‘ether’ as an inexhaustible source of energy. This substance, which allegedly pervades the entire universe, if properly stimulated, could provide power anywhere, at any time." Pleased by the fact that his beloved was watching him with growing admiration, he proudly continued his explanation “However, after clashing with the hypocrisy and greed of those in power at the time, the scholar stated that humanity was still not ready for an upheaval of that sort and abandoned the project, making all trace of it disappear. Only now, after more than 100 years, our scientists have started to postulate the presence of a ‘substance’ they call ‘dark matter’ and also an energy form known as ‘dark energy’, which allegedly makes up more than 70% of the density of the universe."

"I'm impressed," said the doctor looking at him in astonishment. "I didn’t think you were so learned on this subject either."

"There are a lot of things you still have to find out about me, dear," replied Jack with the same quip and the same gesture, although his hair was definitely too short to achieve the desired effect.

"Perhaps we're talking about the same thing,” stated Azakis, pleased.

“Unlimited energy, available to everyone, everywhere in the universe and at no cost ... incredible.” Jack was engrossed in evaluating all the possible implications of this new earth-shattering revelation, when his mobile started playing the same little tune again.

"And now who is it?" he exclaimed a bit annoyed. Then he read the caller's name and his face lit up. "Admiral, I didn't expect to hear from you so soon."

"Son, I managed to get in touch with the President and I explained the situation to him. He’s here now right in front of me. I’ll hand you over to him if you like.”

"Of course, heaven forbid," he replied rather embarrassed, making sweeping gestures to Petri pointing at his mobile phone. A few seconds went by then a calm, deep voice came over the phone, "Colonel Jack Hudson?"

"Yes Mr. President, that’s me Sir. At your orders Sir.” In responding he couldn’t help but stand to attention, provoking a shy smile from Elisa.

"Colonel, only the respect and trust I have for Admiral Wilson have made this call possible. What I’ve been told is so absurd that it might even be true.”

“Mr President, I’d like you to have the nearest telescope available pointed at the coordinates that I am about to send you.”

Petri, who had already moved the Theos onto a parallel closer to the North Pole, in order to allow it to be viewed from an area still in darkness on the Earth, made a series of numbers appear on the giant screen. Jack, very quickly, input them into his mobile and sent them. "This is the current position of our spacecraft. I don't think your engineers will have any problems finding us.”

The President nodded briefly at a tall, strapping assistant who was there with him in the White House Oval Office. He showed him the numbers that had appeared on the phone and whispered something in his ear. The man, who was wearing a black suit, a snow-white shirt and a grey tie with light coloured stripes, put his wrist to his mouth and uttered a series of instructions.

“Mr President,” went on Jack. "The situation is very serious. Our planet is risking an enormous upheaval and, with the help of these people who have come from so far away, we could do something to avoid it. I fully understand all your doubts but I really am up here and I can prove it to you."

Petri activated the short-range sensors pointing them at the coordinates the Colonel had given him earlier and the view of the Oval Office from above appeared on the screen of the command bridge.

"Sir, at the moment you are leaning on your desk with your right hand, the Admiral is at your side and there are two other people in the room."

The President instinctively looked around him as if to find the intruder who was spying on them. He hesitated an instant then disconcerted he said, “but this is absurd. How do you know all this?"

“Simply because I’m looking at you.”

“But that is just not possible. Nothing can penetrate this room’s shielding."

"Nothing on earth, Mr President,” Jack corrected him. Then Petri approached him and whispered something in his ear. The Colonel opened his eyes wide, then in a decisive voice, said into the microphone, "I don't think this is possible with any of our technology either.”

He had hardly had time to finish the sentence when the historic 19th-century desk, known worldwide as the "Resolute Desk", slowly began to rise. The President jumped backwards and looked at the Admiral dumbfounded who reciprocated with an equally amazed look.

“The desk is floating in mid-air,” he exclaimed. "It's as if the force of gravity no longer has any effect on it.”

The other man in the room, not quite as tall as the previous one but equally heavy build, instinctively pulled his gun out of the holster hidden under his armpit in a gesture to protect his boss. He glanced quickly to the left and right as if he were trying to track down a ghost but couldn’t see anything suspicious.

"Put it away,” the President said quietly. "I don’t think there is any danger. This is the work of our friends up there."

Instinctively, they all found themselves looking up at the room’s white ceiling, except the tallest assistant who, after resting two fingers on the headset in his right ear, in a tone that revealed no emotion, said "We have the images, Sir.” He took a large tablet out of his bag, tapped some instructions onto the screen, looked at it for a few seconds and then politely held it out towards his President. The man, considered by many to be the most powerful man in the world, took the tablet in his left hand and began attentively looking at the screen. Admiral Wilson, decidedly intrigued, put on his reading glasses, then he approached him and also tried to make out what he could.

The device showed the images coming via satellite from a telescope, not a very powerful one, installed in a small secret observatory built in southern Finland. The sun had already set some time ago in that area and the darkness of the night would make it possible to easily view the indicated point.

"Give me a few more seconds, Colonel. I'm about to display the area corresponding to the coordinates you sent me a short while ago.”

The view was still not completely in focus when suddenly, silhouetted against the blackness of space dotted with millions of stars, a small silvery sphere, almost half lit up by the light of the sun, appeared on the monitor.

A few seconds went by and the picture changed. The zoom level had been increased. Now the sphere occupied almost all the monitor and it was possible to admire the many shades of colours, ranging from purple to dark blue, that seemed to blend together on its silvery surface.

Meanwhile, on board the Theos both the two terrestrials and the two aliens were enjoying the view on the giant screen, looking down on the Oval Office. By fiddling around with the controls of the centre console, Petri had even zoomed in on the President’s tablet and displayed its screen. "They're watching us," he exclaimed. Then, realising the shot was a little too much to the side, he turned the spacecraft to the right by about twenty degrees and added “Now it’s perfect. Shall we go and look out of the window and wave at them?"

Elisa and Jack looked at him in amazement, but when they saw Azakis heading over towards the large elliptical window facing out onto space, they followed without another word. All three of them leant on the edge and couldn’t help but stare in wonder. There before them, in all its majestic splendour, was the Earth.

"It’s wonderful," was all Elisa managed to whisper enraptured.

"And now wave" said Petri cheerfully.

The picture on the monitor in the Oval Office changed again. Now the zoom level was the maximum.

"Colonel, I’ll be damned ...” whispered the President with a thread of voice. “I can see you.” Then he turned to the Admiral who, in astonishment, had dropped the pen he was holding in his hand and added, “This is absolutely incredible.”

"I told you, didn't I?" replied Wilson, with a decidedly satisfied air.

“On my left here you can see Doctor Elisa Hunter and on my right, is the captain of this spacecraft, Mr. Azakis.”

Both made a gesture with their hands and the most powerful man in the world only managed to answer with an embarrassed, "Err, pleased to meet you...”

Then Petri also joined the trio in the window and, with an enormous smile, he too began to wave.

«And the person who’s just joined us,” continued Jack, “is his right-hand man, Mr. Petri.”

“I..... I don’t know what to say.”

"We have a host of things to say to you Sir and I really think we should arrange a meeting as soon as possible. We haven’t got much time left”.

"Well, this thing definitely has absolute priority. Let me think a second.” The President put his mobile phone down on the Resolute Desk and left the room. He returned a few minutes later with a calm expression, grabbed his phone again and said, “Colonel, are you still there?"

‘‘Yes, sir”.

"I think the best place to meet is what everyone calls, ‘Area 51’. I don't think I need to explain to you where it is, do I?"

"No, sir. I am well aware of it."

"Perfect. I'm already having them prepare Air Force One. If it’s not a problem for you, I’d say let us meet, at the coordinates we’ll send to your phone, tonight at 22:00 hours local time.”

“We'll be there.”

"I presume I don’t need to recommend the utmost discretion on this issue, for the time being."

"No problem, Mr President."

"See you later then," and he rang off.

Jack stayed there several seconds looking at his phone in a daze. Then he turned to his three companions and exclaimed, "it's done.”

Elisa couldn't help but jump on him, hugging him as hard as she was able. “You were wonderful, my love."

"Okay, okay," said Jack trying to defend himself from the attack. "Now we need to get organised though. The appointment is in ...” He did a quick mental calculation then added, “about nine hours’ time.”

"Heck, that’s a long time," exclaimed the doctor. "What are we going to do in the meantime?”

"Well, I could make a suggestion," replied Jack with a look that said it all. “Zak, is that room you mentioned before still free?"