The Divine Sedition [Complete]

Chapter 15 Keila Hears About the Explosion and Gets an Idea.

Keila was practising target shooting on a realistic hologram of Bjorn Muller.  She was filled with rage and frustration that she hadn’t put an end to him when she had the chance. Keila had two different ways of disposing of him in the last few days, and she had stood down on both occasions. She could either have destroyed his ships using the weapon systems on the Divine Control Centre, or she could have mind-controlled one of the angels to shoot him when they delivered her “corpse” to him. She had chosen to stand down and contain her murderous tendencies and instead play the waiting game. Bjorn Muller was a filthy r****t who had violated her, and he would pay for it, but he would pay when it could further her goals. A week ago, she would gladly have given her life to end his, but since she had found Eden and the Divine Dimension, she had gained a new perspective and a hope that the sacred divine technologies, presumably hidden for thousands of years in the Divine Dimension would be the turning point of this centuries-long conflict within mankind.  She loaded her pistol with another magazine and unleashed her rage against the Bjorn Muller’s hologram. The gun clicked, and Metatron entered the room.

Metatron:

-          You are an abysmal shooter, Keila.

Keila:

-          No, I am not?

Metatron:

-          Yes, you are. You scored only 75 % mortal hits from 15 meters. I have military capabilities nanotechnology chips implanted that give me perfect shooting at that range.

-          Hand me the pistol.

She handed him the pistol. Metatron fired 15 shots, with extreme accuracy and precision.

Metatron:

-          That’s how you do it, 100 % mortal hits in less than 10 seconds!

Keila:

-          Wow, I am amazed.  You must have trained a lot!

Metatron:

-          Why would I waste time and bullets training? My nanotechnology implant gives me near-perfect marksmanship.

-          We have a few spares actually; I can implant one in your brain if you want to?

Keila:

-          Nah, I promised myself that I would never be a machine, and yet I implanted a God chip in my brain.

-          Besides what will you do if your technology malfunctions and you haven’t trained, you’d be useless.

Metatron:

-          The technology won’t fail though, so that’s merely a hypothetical scenario.

-          Regardless, I didn’t come here to discuss the merits of nanotechnology augmentations.

-          We have news. There was an explosion on the ISS Supreme Earth, and we have received a distress beacon from one of their crew members.

Keila:

-          Yes, I predicted that would happen. As for the beacon, do not respond to it.

Metatron:

-          Understood, mistress. Anticipated an explosion? Have you planted a bomb there?

Keila:

-          No, not like that. Let’s just say Bjorn, and I share a less than cordial past. I reckon he would be petrified over the prospect that his scientists would revive and interrogate my corpse, exposing his secret.

Metatron:

-          Understood, mistress Keila.

-          May I suggest that we speed up our efforts to regain control over Eden, now that your “friends” from the Terran Council have left?

Keila:

-          Yes, I will prepare my speech and address the people of Eden later today. Tell the others to prepare to land on Eden.

Metatron:

-          Very well! I will do your bidding. See you later.

After Metatron had left, Keila was left thinking. She hadn’t given much thought on how to handle the chaos down on Eden. The presence of the Terran Council spaceship and her nemesis Bjorn Muller had kept all her attention. With the Terrans gone, she had time to focus and deal with the struggles of the Edenites. She decided to tell them the truth, that they had been living in a simulation of the Bronze Age governed by a megalomaniac Abraham Goldstein, and that there were other rich villains out there just like Abraham that needed to be stopped. Hopefully, they would follow her. Otherwise, she would give them the freedom to leave.

Another thought struck Keila. If all the Terran forces were untrained and utterly reliant on military nanotechnology to perform in battle, blocking that technology would be the key to winning the war. She did not know how to stop the Terran military forces, but the answer would be in the Divine Dimension?  She thought of this and then plugged herself into the Divine Detector machine, dedicated to finding the answers she needed.