is Nikola Tesla.”
“Tesla!” exclaimed Tom. “Yes, I sure have heard of him.”
“He is one of our most dedicated human allies in Heaven,” noted Abaddon. “So great are his skills that he and several others from Heaven once ventured on a mission into outer darkness aboard a vehicle of his owndesign. He had created a weapon so powerful as to be capable of, I believe he used the word ‘disrupting,’ the very bones and sinew of a demon warrior… and at considerable range. It was an impressive accomplishment indeed for a human. It took him years to master his skills. I do not know how much time you will have, but you too must master that art. Satan and his brood don’t have any weapons as sophisticated as that. A large number of these sophisticated weapons, the sort developed by Tesla, would make it possible for us to face Satan’s minions on the field of battle and defeat them, numerical superiority not withstanding. Still, we cannot afford to transport these weapons in vast quantities from Heaven to Hell. The abilities of our angelic messengers are being stretched to the limits as it is. Anyway, we cannot risk their being followed here, to this place. Refuge must not be discovered by Satan and his minions before we are ready.”
“Please tell me you have weapons like that in your arsenal here?” said Tom.
“We have weapons like that here,” confirmed Abaddon, “but not enough. That is where you come in. Currently we have only eleven … we need thousands. The lab you will be working in is unique. It has many, one-of-a-kind instruments, transported piece by piece from Heaven. You will have access to virtually all of the resources that a novice matter manipulator in Heaven would have. Bill will help you with most of the fundamentals, but you will also be able to communicate with Nikola Tesla himself using one of our telespheres. It is he who will be your actual teacher.”
Abaddon’s face took on a more serious countenance. “You will have all of the resources we possess at your disposal. The rest, hopefully success, is up to you. Don’t fail, Doctor; we are counting on you. This revolution will likely fail without those weapons.”
No pressure
, thought Tom as he walked back to his quarters.
No, I just have the eternal destiny of a thousand or more people counting on my ability to accomplish something that has never been done before. No, no worries
.
Abaddon had emphasized the importance of a positive attitude, the belief that the seemingly impossible could be accomplished. Still, Tom couldn’t shake the doubts that plagued him.
Satan rose from his golden throne and walked across the crimson carpet toward the large ring of metal that looked to be made of shimmering brass, fully nine feet in diameter, resting upright upon a finely fashioned golden support. Yet gazing through the ring, he did not see the cavern wall beyond it; no, its inner edge glowed a deep blue, that slowly transitioned to violet, then blackness. Within the heart of the ring, distant blue lightning flashed amid a dark sea of nothingness.
His vast audience chamber held a hundred spectators on this day. The spectators took on a multitude of grotesque forms. Those forms were, however, transient. These minions of Satan had the power to appear in whatever form pleased them, and right now they took on a form that might best strike fear in the humans called into this chamber to face sentencing. The stage was set for the next victim of Satan’s wrath. The proceedings this day had gone quite rapidly. The master of Hell was in a hurry. He had more pressing business to see to today; yet, these sentencing proceedings would be conducted nonetheless. They would not be turned over to one of the lesser minions. Anyway, this activity amused Satan and reduced his stress level. He had saved the best one of the day for last.
Something appeared within the dark heart of the ring. It was still a long way off, but was approaching the threshold
“Tesla!” exclaimed Tom. “Yes, I sure have heard of him.”
“He is one of our most dedicated human allies in Heaven,” noted Abaddon. “So great are his skills that he and several others from Heaven once ventured on a mission into outer darkness aboard a vehicle of his owndesign. He had created a weapon so powerful as to be capable of, I believe he used the word ‘disrupting,’ the very bones and sinew of a demon warrior… and at considerable range. It was an impressive accomplishment indeed for a human. It took him years to master his skills. I do not know how much time you will have, but you too must master that art. Satan and his brood don’t have any weapons as sophisticated as that. A large number of these sophisticated weapons, the sort developed by Tesla, would make it possible for us to face Satan’s minions on the field of battle and defeat them, numerical superiority not withstanding. Still, we cannot afford to transport these weapons in vast quantities from Heaven to Hell. The abilities of our angelic messengers are being stretched to the limits as it is. Anyway, we cannot risk their being followed here, to this place. Refuge must not be discovered by Satan and his minions before we are ready.”
“Please tell me you have weapons like that in your arsenal here?” said Tom.
“We have weapons like that here,” confirmed Abaddon, “but not enough. That is where you come in. Currently we have only eleven … we need thousands. The lab you will be working in is unique. It has many, one-of-a-kind instruments, transported piece by piece from Heaven. You will have access to virtually all of the resources that a novice matter manipulator in Heaven would have. Bill will help you with most of the fundamentals, but you will also be able to communicate with Nikola Tesla himself using one of our telespheres. It is he who will be your actual teacher.”
Abaddon’s face took on a more serious countenance. “You will have all of the resources we possess at your disposal. The rest, hopefully success, is up to you. Don’t fail, Doctor; we are counting on you. This revolution will likely fail without those weapons.”
No pressure
, thought Tom as he walked back to his quarters.
No, I just have the eternal destiny of a thousand or more people counting on my ability to accomplish something that has never been done before. No, no worries
.
Abaddon had emphasized the importance of a positive attitude, the belief that the seemingly impossible could be accomplished. Still, Tom couldn’t shake the doubts that plagued him.
Satan rose from his golden throne and walked across the crimson carpet toward the large ring of metal that looked to be made of shimmering brass, fully nine feet in diameter, resting upright upon a finely fashioned golden support. Yet gazing through the ring, he did not see the cavern wall beyond it; no, its inner edge glowed a deep blue, that slowly transitioned to violet, then blackness. Within the heart of the ring, distant blue lightning flashed amid a dark sea of nothingness.
His vast audience chamber held a hundred spectators on this day. The spectators took on a multitude of grotesque forms. Those forms were, however, transient. These minions of Satan had the power to appear in whatever form pleased them, and right now they took on a form that might best strike fear in the humans called into this chamber to face sentencing. The stage was set for the next victim of Satan’s wrath. The proceedings this day had gone quite rapidly. The master of Hell was in a hurry. He had more pressing business to see to today; yet, these sentencing proceedings would be conducted nonetheless. They would not be turned over to one of the lesser minions. Anyway, this activity amused Satan and reduced his stress level. He had saved the best one of the day for last.
Something appeared within the dark heart of the ring. It was still a long way off, but was approaching the threshold
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