When a highly intelligent carnivorous creature that has raided the galaxies for  a billion years in search of new nourishment sources decides to attack the Earth … Who will save us!!!!!   

The Edge of Nightfall

by Tony Stewart

What are heroes, if not human folk who display incredible courage under duress?

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THE Edge of Nightfall

By Tony Stewart

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Location:   Garocia    Time: 10.00

“So it’s not one, but two creatures that Joseph must deal with, but just one physically … sort of.    Am I correct?”   The more questions he asked; the more questions that were answered; the more convinced Johann became that he should have been left out of this equation.   He knew why Arkerious had chosen him for this role, there was nothing secret about that.   It was the close bond that he had had with several prime ministers including the current one … and several more in the future he had been told by Arkerious.    Powerful men who would use that power in an instant should the situation arrive; men that trusted his intuition; his judgement;  and, more than likely, it was his position in charge of so many companies that all had secret agendas, all of which were associated with national security … agendas that included alien life forms both in possibility and in reality.

 Location:   10 Downing Street      City of Westminster   London    Time: 10.00

However it was the statement that he received from the prime minister as soon as he had been ushered into the hallway at 10 Downing Street earlier that morning that proved to be the catalyst for his current situation.   ‘This may possibly be related to something that happened several years ago’, the Prime Minister had advised him without clarification when the two men met in the hallway at 10 Downing street in response to an urgent request by the prime minister to come to his residence as soon as possible.

   “What was that, Prime Minister?,”  Johann asked in surprise at the welcoming, for it had not been what he had been expecting.   Cordial welcomes and some inane pleasantries were more normal upon a guests arrival when visiting this prime minister before dropping into business.   Perhaps a drink or two and occasionally a meal, or at least entrees to help settle the nerves for all concerned.   And then the heavier, more pertinent aspects of the situation at hand were usually conducted in the privacy of the library or the board room – never in the hallway,  “there have been many happenings over the years.”

   “Sorry, Johann, there is some urgency at hand.   Something we, or at least you, have dealt with in the past may be returning to haunt us,”   The prime minister placed his hand on Johann’s shoulder and tapped it several times.   “This may be the biggest hurdle that our country has ever faced.    In fact it may be the biggest threat that the entire world has ever faced.   There is someone I want you to meet.”

  The two men slowly walked along the hallway for a short distance before the Prime Minister stopped, reached out, and swung open the library door.   As Johann and the prime minister entered the room a tall thin man who had stood looking through the window turned to face them.   Johann had never seen anybody as elegant, as tall, as thin and as pale as the man of an indeterminable age that stood before him.    The man was covered from head to foot in a hooded, floor length, black robe that only exposed a portion of his pale hawkish like nose, his pinkish lips, the bottom of his strong, rounded chin, the ends of his long white fingers and his large black eyes.  The robe exposed so little of the man’s features, yet what was exposed was so pale it almost glowed against the background of the pure black robe that he wore.

   Johann was uncertain whether the man was an albino or a vampire he was so pale.   And when he looked into the man’s eyes; eyes so full; so black he immediately found himself entranced by the abnormally large, deep, black pools of liquid that glittered in the reflection of the brightly lit room.    And as he stood there staring into the depths of the man’s soul, Johann began to feel queasy, his head began to ache very slightly, as if his ears were being probed rather roughly, with the instrument being used for the probe occasionally being pressed hard against a pressure point within the canal, but he could not take his eyes away from the man regardless of the shifting pain and discomfort within his head and body; not even when somewhere in the distance the sound of the Prime Minister’s voice could be heard softly, disjointedly, introducing him to the man.

   Johann’s arm moved outwards towards the man and their hands gripped in an automatic handshake, but still his eyes did not move from the dark bottomless pools that made him feel that his soul was being sucked out.   For a second or two he began to feel nauseous, dizzy, on the cusp of fainting … and finally, relaxed.   Then quite unexpectedly he could feel a warmth flowing through the connected hand, a feeling; a mixed feeling; a strange, encouraging strength ran through the hand, into his body and his heart.    Suddenly, in his mind, Johann began seeing the wonders of the universe: the stars: the galaxies: Nebula’s; the night sky was so beautiful he could feel tears of joy run down from his eyes.    He had never, never seen anything so beautiful, so wonderful, so glorious in his entire life.   He felt elated, strengthened,  fulfilled.   It was a scene now so beautifully etched in his mind he felt that he could stay where he was until his dying day.   Johann had never felt so incredibly happy in his entire life … then to his horror … stars, Nebulas, entire galaxies exploded into blackness.    One by one, a hundred by a hundred, a thousand by a thousand the stars, the planets, the moons all began to disappear from the night sky … within the space of less than thirty seconds the sky was a black as the eyes he looked into … and once again Johann felt that his soul had been stolen.

   The clenched hands released their grip and the man the prime minister had called Arkerious spoke for the first time.

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