Phoenix awoke to the sounds of wind chimes, grated her teeth and pulled the pillow over her head. Why hadn’t the New Agers and Lightworkers seen this coming, maybe it was too late to stop it now. The only hope lay with the Darkside Renegades, only with them could humans find true freedom again.
The wind chime alarm stopped, Phoenix rolled over and looked at the screen on the wall, swirling patterns of light coalesced into a white dove, which as it flew across the screen, left behind a trail of pale pink hearts. Phoenix groaned, she just wanted it all to stop, it was so sweet, cloying and controlling.
That was the problem and that was why she’d decided to join the Darkside Renegades. With her inside knowledge she had valuable data to help their cause. But would they believe in her enough to trust her. After all her parents were the first wave of New Age converts who’d embraced the New World Order. Hence her name, Phoenix, a symbol of rebirth, of a new world born out of the ashes.
Phoenix glanced at the screen, the perfect newsreader was reading the perfect news, everything was perfect, too perfect. No wars, no poverty, just a loving caring happy society, sounded ideal unless you knew the price that was paid for it. Climbing out of bed she stood for a moment bathed in sunlight…the light…always the bloody light, mind numbing bloody light.
Opening the closet she stared at the choice of clothing, there was white, pale pink, more white, more pale pink…she felt like tearing all of it into shreds. Phoenix knew the Renegades always wore black, how she longed to wear something other than pink or white, but this was NWO special issue clothing.
No one went shopping any more, there were only NWO stores where all your needs were catered for. You paid homage to the NWO for their kindness, their compassion…you paid with the loss of freedom…freedom of choice…free will.
She put on a white dress, it was marginally better than pink, and walked out of the bedroom. She could hear her parents in the kitchen, quietly she slipped out of the front door and headed down the road.
As Phoenix reached the corner, a white tram stopped alongside, the doors opened and she boarded.
“Love and light Phoenix, isn’t it a beautiful day”
Phoenix turned round, Ariana was smiling at her, the same perfect smile everyone had. She forced herself to go through the motions.
“Love and light Ariana, indeed we are blessed with a beautiful day”
Phoenix sat down next to Ariana. As the tram made its way to the NWO TV Studios where Phoenix worked, she could barely contain the anger she felt inside.
“You’re starting the programme about them today aren’t you Phoenix?”
She turned to face Ariana.
“By them do you mean the Darkside Renegades?”
Phoenix said loudly. Ariana put her hand on Phoenix’s arm.
“Don’t say it so loudly, even the mention of their name disturbs the frequency of the Light”
Ariana shuddered. Phoenix took a deep breath.
“Yes I’m beginning the programme today…”
Then she added.
“…not a pleasant job, but one I felt the need to be in charge of”
She smiled to herself, the perfect cover, an NWO reporter doing a programme on the Renegades, no one would ever suspect her.
“But why even bother doing a programme on them?”
Phoenix took Ariana’ s hand.
“Because there are a lot of young impressionable children in this world that are starting to take an idealistic view of the Renegades, we don’t want everything we’ve worked so hard for to be destroyed do we”
Ariana shook her head…typical brainwashed Lightworker, thought Phoenix, totally gullible.
The tram stopped, Phoenix and Ariana disembarked and walked the short distance to the TV studios, they went in different directions once inside and Phoenix breathed a sigh of relief as she headed to her office. She went inside and sat down behind her desk, pleased that Luke hadn’t arrived yet. She took a file out of the drawer and placed it on the desk before her. Phoenix ran her fingers over the harsh black letters on the white cover, Darkside Renegades. Unlike Ariana, she liked the way the words disturbed the frequency of the light.
Opening the file, she picked up the photo of the leader of the Renegades. A tall, dark sinister looking man, dressed in black with a scar running the length of his cheek. That scar was a sign of how close the NWO came to capturing him, a fierce battle had ensued, and once again he disappeared back into the shadows. Through a contact in the Elite Guards of the NWO, she’d acquired information of the Renegades possible hideout. The NWO policy was to contain and observe, killing them might only make martyrs of them.
Phoenix had received top level clearance to meet the group, she knew it was expected of her to attempt to show the benefits of being a Lightworker to the Renegades. The hope being that they could peacefully be re-assimilated back into society, the NWO society…but she had other plans.
The door opened, Phoenix looked up as Luke entered the room.
“Love and light Phoenix, isn’t it a beautiful day ?”
“Yes”
Phoenix tersely replied, she could no longer be bothered with protocol. Luke stood and stared at her.
“Is everything all right Phoenix, would you like me to realign your chakras for you?”
Phoenix gritted her teeth.
“That’s very kind of you Luke, I am truly blessed to have you as my assistant, I’m fine thank you, maybe later”
Luke sat down in front of her desk.
“It’s them…”
He said pointing to the file, Phoenix looked up at him.
“You don’t have to come with me Luke if it disturbs you so much…”
“You’d be willing to meet with Marcus on your own?”
“I don’t see why not, with my high profile and my connections, he’d be a fool to try anything stupid”
Phoenix took a deep breath as Luke considered his options.
“I would prefer not to go, I don’t like the their frequencies even at this distance, they’re like a virus…are you sure you’ll be all right alone Phoenix?”
“Of course, I’ll have my locator with me, you can track me on the system…”
Phoenix got to her feet.
“I wont be long Luke, keep an eye on the tracker, any problems and I’ll send the emergency code”
As she went to leave the office, Luke took her arm.
“Love and light Phoenix, take care”
Phoenix nodded and left the room.
As she left the building, one of the Elite Guards approached her.
“We have transport arranged for you as far as the exclusion zone, then you’re on your own”
He ushered Phoenix towards a waiting vehicle. She knew the exclusion zone was considered a ‘high risk no go’ area, Phoenix was apprehensive because of the stories she’d heard about the disappearances, the NWO never sent anyone in to investigate, you entered at your own risk.
The vehicle stopped, the driver turned round.
“I’ll wait here, take as long as you need, you’ve set the tracker up I presume?”
Phoenix nodded, opened the door and climbed out of the vehicle, she looked around, empty buildings, deserted streets, she wasn’t sure where to go.
“Phoenix…”
She turned round, but no one was there.
“Go to the large building on the corner of the street”
She realised she’d telepathically received the message, something else forbidden by the NWO, cautiously she walked up the street. She stood before the derelict building, the main door opened and she went inside, a figure stepped out of the shadows.
“Greetings Phoenix, if you’ll come with me, Marcus is waiting”
Phoenix laughed nervously.
“Well that makes a change, no love and light welcome”
The man grinned.
“I hope you’re not disappointed”
Phoenix followed him as he headed down a flight of stairs.
After following the man down numerous corridors, he stopped outside a large door and opened it.
“Please go inside”
Phoenix stepped into the room, there were no windows, the only light came from a fireplace and several large candles. From a large chair by the fire, a tall dark figure stood up.
“Greetings Phoenix, welcome to the Darkside. I’m Marcus, please come and sit down”
She went over, shaking his hand he offered to her as he motioned to the other chair. Phoenix cautiously sat down.
“My apologies for the long walk here, the NWO will have watched you enter the building and might be tempted to attempt a raid. We’re underground here, they’ll never find their way through the labyrinth of corridors”
He smiled at her.
“Oh, and as for your locator, it wont work down here, you’ll have disappeared off the tracker”
Phoenix shifted in her chair nervously, Marcus leaned forward and put his hand on her arm.
“There’s no need to be alarmed, I mean you no harm”
“Maybe you should be more concerned about me…”
Marcus threw back his head and laughed.
“So Phoenix, what questions do you have for me?”
Phoenix sat upright staring straight at Marcus.
“I wish to join the Darkside Renegades”
Marcus stood up abruptly.
“I think you should leave immediately, that is so blatantly an attempt to acquire information for the NWO…do you really think we’re that stupid…go…now…”
Phoenix could feel his anger, keeping calm she stood up and faced him.
“At least listen to what I have to say, if you want to win this war, I have the ammunition you need”
Marcus laughed.
“All right I’ll listen”
He sat down again, Phoenix remained standing.
“What do you know about the Trojan project?”
Marcus looked up at her.
“That was the NWO’s policy for indoctrinating Lightworkers, an offshoot of their Remote Viewing program. Using telepathy to channel messages from alleged aliens to further the New Age cause, there’s nothing new there”
“Do you realise its still active and how has a more serious motive?”
“Carry on Phoenix, I’m listening”
“Well, what many people don’t realise is the NWO has been working on time travel, not to send anyone back, but send thoughts and ideas back into the past. It uses a complex method of relays on a quantum level…they’re trying to destroy any opposition, to reinforce the New Age myth, there will be no Darkside Renegades to oppose them. Once they have it under control, you will be wiped out in this time frame, with no inherited memories of opposition, Lightworkers will be reprogrammed to believe its always been like this. I know how far fetched it sounds, but that is the project my Father is working on…and I’m expected to take his place shortly when he retires”
Marcus stood up.
“So what do you plan to do about it?”
“Bring the knowledge I have of the program to you, to help the Renegades, I know how to send thoughts and ideas back in time”
Marcus walked over to the fireplace.
“Are you sure it will work?”
“Only time will tell…this message should have been received by now…we can only hope those hearing respond”
….it's not too late, wake up and hear the message, its time to deconstruct the New Age myth…before the NWO take power…



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