Goliath Chronicles : THE IRON GUARD

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* This takes place in the same universe as the original Goliath short story * A mass of secret societies form a conglomerate to eliminate Goliath. Their methods of executing this plot are as much ingenious as they are merciless.

Submitted: July 31, 2015

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Goliath Chronicles

 

THE IRON GUARD

 

Written by :

 

Gene Robert Pridgen II

 

 

( 26 years after the Merovingian Address ) 

 

 

( Somewhere in the North Atlantic Ocean )

 

 

An exclusive black and white affair is taking place on an island contained with in G- Sphere number 0005.  The event was organized in celebration of the 30th Birthday of Manchester Global C.E.O Luther Orinthol Knox The Fifth. Upon its commencement it instantly became a worldwide sensation, earning news coverage from every country. All social media outlets from Twitter to Snapchat provided detailed insider coverage of the event. This unofficial coverage was required for the other 99 % of the population, who were prohibited from entering the party. The island was literally given the title KNOX ISLAND both because of its ownership by the family and its sponsorship by several corporations that supported the Knox family regime.  Knox Island was estimated to be over 50,000 square miles and came complete with a shopping mall (the largest in the world), 2 amusement parks, five different hotel resorts, a stadium, a beach, a river, three lakes, a Zoo, four parks, a casino complex, a boardwalk, and a university. Only the richest of the rich had the honor of being amongst the Knox family and of course showering Luther with presents and money. The island was separated in six sectors and a majority of the invited guests were not allowed past the 3rd sector. The Knox Family Mansion was located in the 1st sector, and it was there that only a select group of guests were allowed in. Of those very few guests were C.I.A Director Norman Gilliam and F.B.I Director Ezra Sniper. This was Normans first time on the island since he was just promoted to his position six months ago. In light of this, Ezra, who worked with the Gilliam family several times in the past, was obliged to give Norman a tour of the island. The tour lasted for several hours and Ezra ended it by bringing Norman deeper into the mansion. The deeper Norman went into the mansion the more he realized how different a lifestyle the one percent indulged in everyday. He saw women eat chocolates sprinkled with edible gold dust, men shower escorts with diamonds, and crowds of people betting on death matches between endangered species. The scene was a bit overwhelming for Norman, so he started a conversation with Ezra to ease the tension.

 

“ I thought shit like this only happened on T.V. “

 

Ezra laughs before responding.

 

“ Where do you think those jerk off’s get the ideas for that garbage from ? When your this rich its not a matter of “what if” but “why not “.

 

Norman responds.

 

“ I guess so. Its not like I grew up hard or anything, but I never experienced anything close to what I’m seeing now. I’m sure this is a common luxury for you Ezra, since you’re apart of the Sniper family.  “ 

 

Ezra responds.  

 

“ Please, just because I share the Sniper name doesn’t mean I enjoyed whatever the fuck is going on around us as a kid. Unlike my snob brother Langelo, his whore wife Phoebe, and his seven bitch-ass kids, I had to work to get to this position. “

 

Norman responds.

 

“ Well at least you didn’t end up like Hyperion. With all due respect, that guy is fucked up to the point of no return. “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ Ah yes, cousin Hyperion. His rise and fall encompasses all the reasons I need to stay away from drugs and alcohol. I know it’s hard for you to imagine it now, but there was a time when he was viewed as a deity among men. Especially when it came to music. Anybody who wanted to be a somebody had to go trough him first. It’s a shame he threw it all that away just to feed his addiction. In light of this, find solace in the fact that you were right. I’m nothing like him. “

 

Norman responds.

 

“ Good, cause it looks like were gonna spent the rest of our life’s lookin out for these smucks. “

 

Ezra continues leading Norman deeper into the mansion, descending down via two elevators and then trough a long dimly lit tunnel. The tunnel seemed to go on forever with its exit slowly moving away from anyone foolish enough to pursue it. When Ezra and Norman finally made it to the end, a much more anarchic presentation awaited them. People in ceremonial robes gathered around different attractions, in what appeared to be a large bunker. Technologies that far exceeded Normans comprehension were displayed in detail to the onlookers by several patrons. The most popular of all, which Norman only assumed since it harbored the most spectators, was a soldier wearing some type of robotic armor. The armor instantly reminded Norman of what Royal Knights would wear during the middles ages. Baffled by all this visual information, Norman seeks Ezra’s assistance to help him understand.

 

“ What’s going on ? Where are we ? “

 

Ezra takes a glass of Krystal from one of the naked hostesses before responding.

 

“ Norman, dearest of all my friends, may I introduce to you the one percent of the one percent. The elite members of the human species chosen by an astral power to control our fates. Everything you’ve been taught, learned trough experience, accomplished trough hard work and treachery, played with on your phone, gaming system, and computer, seen on any form of broadcast, taken to relief the pain or cause pleasure, and consumed to extinguish your hunger, has first been approved by the people in this room. They are the beginning and the end. They are the ones who will shape the world in their favor, and hopefully ours too. “

 

Norman responds.

 

“ Ezra, what are you trying to say ? “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ Allow me to further explain. “

 

Ezra starts staring at the group of spectators to his left and his gaze goes all across the room before he continues.

 

“ Over here we have the The Bilderberg Group and The Skull and Bones Society, here The Free Masons, here Opus Dei, here The Order Of The Nine Angles, here The Knights Templar and The Hermetic Order Of The Golden Dawn, here The Cadaver Society and Rosicrucians, there The Priory Of Sion, there The Ancient Order Of Druids, Fraternitas Saturni and The Odin Brotherhood, there Shrinners International, there Bohemian Grove and over there The Ordo Templi Orientis. You may not have heard of all of these groups, but surely you’ve heard of some them. So at this point I shouldn’t have to spell it out for you.

 

Norman responds after twitching in fear.

 

“ Why did you bring me down here with these fanatics ? “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ Because “ These Fanatics” are going to make you a very rich and powerful man. And please try your best to be respectful and address them by their status. I don’t want to get sacrificed to some Egyptian spirit cause you want to be an asshole. “

 

Norman responds.

 

“ You expect me to remember all those names. “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ If remembering each individual name is difficult, just refer to them as EVERYONE. That’s the alias they have decided to use since they’re all coming together to defeat a common enemy. “

 

Norman responds.

 

“ A common enemy ? “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ The terrorist Goliath has been killing high ranking members of each of their organizations and he’s showing no signs of slowing down. Goliath has already killed 267 members, even after they retreated to there so-called “safe zones”.”

 

Norman responds.

 

“ Has “Everyone” found a way to stop Goliath ? “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ Do you see that soldier wearing the suit of armor on the stage ? “

 

Norman responds.

 

“ Ofcourse, how could I not. “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ Well the armor he’s wearing is a new and improved version of the one Goliath has been using. Its called the Alpha Suit 2, it uses channeling mechanics placed on strategic parts of the suit to absorb the alpha in the air and turn the wearer into a artificial conduit. They’ll be faster, stronger, heal quicker and become undeterred by pain or sympathy. There are currently 500,000 units of the Alpha Suit 2’s that are full functional and several more being made this week. According to EVERYONE’S top secret selection process, soldiers have been specifically chosen to pilot these suits and form a private army called The Iron Guard. “

 

Norman responds.

 

“ That’s cool and everything, but if they have they’re own private army what do they need me for ? “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ Your head of the C.I.A, you have access to information and covert assassination squads that they can use that wont lead back to them.  The Iron Guard is mostly for defensive purposes, so they can return to sipping 300 year old wine on their balconies without risking their lives. EVERYONE makes ruling from the shadows their foremost concern, so I’m not going to lie to you, in this situation you will be the fall guy. “

 

Norman responds.

 

“ What happens if I politely decline their offer ? “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ What happens when celebrities like Tupac and Michael Jackson bite the hand that feeds them ? Having these guys as your enemy wont end well. “

 

Norman responds.

 

“ …………………………………………….. Christ……………………………. I guess my decision is obvious then….. “ 

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ Your doing the rite thing, and you wont be alone. I’ll suffer the same fate as you if this plan fails. As will all outsourced assistants to EVERYONE.”

 

Erza continues after finishing his drink and placing the chalice on another hostesses tray.

 

“ Come on, lets go. “

 

Norman starts following Ezra to the rooms exit before responding.

 

“  Wait we’re leaving ? Don’t you want me to shake hands with anyone and let them know I’m on board ?“

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ The people who needed to see you saw you, and they knew you were too smart to say no to them. “

 

Ezra leads Norman down another tunnel. While this tunnel was much more brightly lit then the previous one, it was still harshly less pleasant to travel trough. Norman could hear the moaning pleasure of sex coming from both man and beast and the inexorable screams of torture and pain. Norman follows Ezra until they enter an annex with multiple hallways. Ezra turns to Norman before continuing.

 

“ Well, this is wear we part ways old friend. “

 

Norman responds.

 

“ You expect me to finishing walking trough this mad house by myself ? “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ Yes, because your not 5 years old anymore, I do. You need cut it out with that  scared shit, in this business it’s a death sentence.  “

 

Norman responds.

 

“ You sound like my father….. “

 

Norman slowly enters the long hallway opposite of  Ezra and doesn’t look back. Ezra waits until Norman is a good distance away before he pulls out his phone and calls an anonymous number. There are three rings before Ezra gets a response.

 

“ Right on time Sniper, I was beginning to think something happened. “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ The tour took a little while longer then I planned, but all in all it ended the same way. Normans one of us now. “

 

Ezra walks into a room down one of the many hallways. The room contained the corpses of several people who all seemed to have been mauled by a bear. Ezra licks the flesh of one of the corpses before continuing.

 

“ I was even able to have a little fun with our numerous guests on the island. “

 

The voice on the phone responds.

 

“ ………. How many did you kill this time ? “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“  Not as many as you think I did, besides it was no one special. The press won't make a big deal about a few missing hostesses, butlers, reporters and college idiots. Peasant deaths dont sell.“

 

Ezra opens his mouth and several large canine teeth protrude from the flesh around his cheekbones before he continues.

 

“ I had to let EVERYONE know that the KING OF JAKALS has returned. “ 

 

The voice on the phone responds.

 

“ Fine, as long as you didn’t kill any one of importance again it doesn’t matter to me. Have you regain the allegiance of your confederates who’ve gone underground yet ? “

 

Ezra responds.

 

“ I never lost their allegiance, they may fight among themselves but they know better than to raise their claws to me. “

 

The voice on the phone responds.

 

“  Perfect, we’ll need as large a legion as possible for this mission. The Conduits have to be reminded who’s in charge ounce more. “

 

Ezra smiles before responding.

 

“ Mhmmmmmmmmmmmm, I haven’t eaten a Conduit in years. I can taste their delicious organs already. “

 

The voice on the phone responds.

 

“ Don’t worry you’ll get your fill and then some, that I promise you. I’ll contact you again when the mission is a go. “

 

The voice on the phone ends the call and Ezra places his phone back in his pocket. He then abruptly rips off the head of one the corpses before responding.

 

“ What the old man doesn’t know is he too is also on the menu. “

 

Ezra chuckles to himself before continuing.

 

“ But lets keep that between us. “

 

Ezra then , as if biting into a large watermelon , devours his prey.

 

 

 

 

 


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