ON THE MARX

Entry 57

10 Brahma

My arm buzzed as I realized this and it nearly made me jump.

I looked at my arm and saw.

OLGA ONYX on the display.

“Olga,” I said opening the comm link.

“Sir, I found something,” Olga said sounding a bit nervous.

I looked at her kind of curiously. She looked like she was sweating, sweating a lot. It was enough that it was causing her hair to get wet. She looked disheveled, very disheveled. She also looked very flushed.

“Everything alright?” I asked.

I noticed that there was an odd hot pink aura coming out of her.

I had never seen this color before, so I looked at the color table thing or whatever it was called. I saw that Hot Pink meant arousal. The hotter the pink the stronger the arousal. I c****d my head wondering what the hell that was about, because she was glowing hot pink, borderline burning pink.

“It’s…” Olga started and looked like she was debating whether or not to say anything. She looked like she was really thinking about it, churning it over in her mind.

“Forget it,” I said after a minute. “You called me for something?”

“Yes,” Olga said. “I found out about these symbols that these things that attacked us.”

“You mean aside from them being Annunaki symbols?” I asked.

“Yeah,” Olga fixed her hair and rubbed her forehead. That burning pink was burning pinker if that was possible. “It’s a symbol specifically of the Chayat Ha Kodesh.”

“Really?” I asked and she nodded.

“The one that is the symbol of Omicron is the symbol of the Elohim.” She said.

“Did you see anything about the one that is on Janus’s ring?” I asked.

I was trying to speed up her report. She was glowing pinker by the minute.

“Huh?” She said seemingly out of it.

“Janus’s ring,” I said.

“Oh…right the symbol.” She said.

“Olga are you sure you’re fine?” I asked.

“Permission to speak frankly,” she said rubbing sweat off her forehead.

“Sure,” I shrugged.

“I need to f**k something,” she said very frankly. “Like serious f**k something until I pass out from orgasming so much. Like seriously stick something in me I don’t even care what f**k the s**t out of it and pass out!”

“Umm…why?” I asked after a very odd pause.

“It’s the f*****g plague,” she said.

I suddenly remembered about Vinnie, and what he had said that his Sigmosis plague was supposedly making him have to essentially release his load every so often in order to not go nuts. I wondered if he had enough self-control, and after a while he would be a hot mess like Olga was right now.

“So that part of the plague is true?” I said.

“What do you mean?” Olga asked.

“Vinnie had the same thing, but he had a lot less self-control than you do.” I said. “He f*****g jerked off one day right in plain f*****g view saying it was because of the Sigmosis Plague.”

“Krishna, I would never do that no matter how horny I would get.” Olga said.

“I don’t think anyone in their right mind would ever do that.” I shrugged. “Anyways, is there anything else?”

“There is one thing,” Olga said.

“Which is,” I said.

“You know the great chasm?” Olga said.

“Chasm?” I asked.

“The trident chasm,” Olga said.

“Oh, the Great Trident Chasm in the western part of the planet.” I said.

“Yeah that one,” Olga said.

“What about it?” I asked.

“Pull it up,” Olga said.

I c****d my eyebrow and after a second, I pulled it up. A satellite image of the site. The great Trident Chasm was so called this because it was split up into three smaller chasms. It was the biggest chasm in the world it was made by the great Trident River, at least that was the theory.

However, when I looked at this thing again. I realized.

“It’s the same damn symbol!?” I said.

The damn trident chasm was shaped like that symbol that was on Herse, Horse and Harse. It was the same I with the U imposed on it and the points on the ends. I nearly gaped and looked at Olga.

“What in the hell does that mean?” I asked.

“I…I don’t know,” she said. It sounded like she had nearly moaned that. Her pink was getting even pinker somehow. “Colonel I really got to go I have to…take care of business.”

I only nodded.

Her face disappeared.

But I looked back at the Trident Chasm. I couldn’t believe that this was so obvious that I had not seen it before. I rubbed my head, feeling an oncoming headache. I heard a beep and opened my eyes and saw a window pop up in my face. It showed that picture of Methuselah breaking the mirror again.

I assumed Thoth was showing me something again.

“What about that?” I asked.

I waited for a minute. I changed the page and saw something curious. It was drawing of Methuselah behind another mirror. Looking like he was stuck inside of it. Next to this mirror was a panel of some sort that looked like it had been smashed after being used. The thing I sort of gleaned off of this was that Methuselah must have broken the mirror that lead to wherever the hell Shiva had been trapped so that he wasn’t able to escape from it.

When he did that someone had trapped Methuselah in another mirror or window or whatever the hell that was. The page changed and when it did, it showed the forked chasm of the Trident Chasm, with an arrow pointing at where Methuselah had been trapped.

“You’re joking,” I said. “Methuselah is in the chasm?”

I rubbed my head.

“So, let me get this straight,” I said to Thoth.

“Methuselah breaks the mirror that trapped Shiva,”

I got up and started running through it in my head.

“Then the mirror gets turned into shards or whatever the hell.”

I kept going churning these thoughts in my mind.

“Somehow this happened on Golordia Prime, I guess there had been a mirror that was here somehow that must have been the one that trapped Shiva.” I said trying to figure out why that would have been.

“Or Maybe Methuselah chased Rudra into one of the mirrors.”

I realized this is probably more likely the case.

“Once Methuselah had the essence of Shiva trapped in the mirror and the mirror was destroyed, someone trapped Methuselah in another mirror.” I said.

“That mirror is still here,” I continued.

“The shards of that mirror that the essence of Shiva got trapped in must have been picked up somehow, probably by whoever sealed Methuselah in the other mirror.”

“Shards of the mirror have been used to summon Shiva’s essence to another Avatar.”

I rubbed my hand across my head.

“The last time they successfully did this was with the Avatar Avadhut,” I said.

I had pictured that armor that black as hell armor that had those spirits or whatever the f**k it was. Somehow, I felt they specifically used that armor, and maybe it was the only way that they could have summoned Shiva’s essence. The death of thousands of people and trapping them in something?

This was making my head hurt. I wish there was someone I could…

Suddenly I realized something there was someone I could talk to about this.

“Methuselah,” I said under my breath.

“Thoth show me how to get to the Chasm,” I said.

Now I thought that maybe I was going crazy. Going to the Trident Chasm to talk to the only other Star Builder that I knew, but unlike Hanuman and the Old man, Methuselah had a lot of potential answers.

I waited to see if Thoth would even comply or not.

Maybe he would.

Maybe he would not.

Suddenly a map appeared projected on my HUD. I looked at the map and saw that it was about 800 miles between Glycol and the Trident Chasm.

“Damn,” I said. I quickly thought of looking through the list of vehicles.

The ES7Rs were a possibility, we could get there in an hour and not be too obvious about it. Its top speed was 800 mph, but it had dampers that made it silent. I flipped through some models of ES7Rs and just picked one and then I started calling my team. I thought I should get more of these belts in order to make sure we are who we say we are.

Four more belts appeared suddenly.

“Thanks Thoth,” I said.

First, I called Sal and Amber.

“Colonel,” Sal said answering after a couple of rings.

He still was wearing the helmet.

“Sal do you ever take that s**t off?” I ask.

“Only when he sleeps or we make love, Colonel,” Amber yelled out somewhere in the background.

“Why?” I asked.

“A luchador never takes off his mask,” he said.

“What the f**k are you talking about?” I asked.

“I have no idea Colonel he started saying that s**t after he met Steven Stingersolo the champion of the universal battle tournament.” Amber yelled out.

“Who?” I said.

“You don’t know who the Stinger is!??” Sal said.

“No,” I said.

“You’re joking!?” Sal said.

“Sal I may be a fighter but I don’t watch that s**t its all rigged by the Marquis probably.” I said. I knew what the Universal Battle Tournament was. It was this rigged fighting tournament that got held every year.

Years ago they had a champion named the Stinger, he won the tournament for about 5 years in a row. He was thought to be undefeatable because apparently no one had ever been undefeated for that long before, but he was defeated by this guy named Trex, or something like this, Trex one for a couple of years before he lost also. There had been several champions since.

“I never even heard of him either, Colonel but Salvatore insists it makes him look cool.” Amber said sounding annoyed.

“It makes you look like f*****g i***t,” I said.

“Fine,” Sal said he tapped on his helmet and his face finally appeared.

“God you have an ugly mug,” I said.

I was joking around with him. He was decent looking for a male. He had a strong chin and faded hair that was more on the top than on the sides. He had a small goatee and he had brown eyes with light skin, wasn’t as light as Olga but it was still pretty light.

“That’s what I said when I saw him without the helmet,” Amber said.

“And you still married him?” I joked.

“Har har har,” Sal said. “Did you call me for a reason, sir,”

“Yes,” I said. “Get ready we are going to head to the Trident Chasm.”

“The Trident Chasm?!” they both said.

“Yes,” I said.

“Why are we going to the trident chasm?” Sal asked.

“I will send you the details,” I said.

“You are not going to tell us?” Amber said.

 “I will tell you when you guys meet me at this ES7R,” I sent the model number.

“Not a secure channel?” Sal asked.

“Probably not,” I said.

“Shall we come armed Colonel?” Amber asked.

“The ES7R comes loaded,” Sal said.

“Sal is right,” I said. “But bring side arms too, who knows what we will find there.”

“Yes Sir,” They said.

“Be ready for anything,” I said.

“Yes sir,” They said.