Dark Angels of Zeus
                                          Chapter 1
In the Beginning

 “Zeus!”  After a long pause without a response Apollo yelled,

 “YES, Yes, what do you want?” Zeus snapped.  He had been
preoccupied with the vision in the viewing mist on the dais below
encircled by the assembly of Olympian gods.  Four obvious Omega
possessed mortals pursued a fifth mortal radiating an Alpha golden
aura.  The angry red, demon auras of the Omega mortals were
strong and radiant, while the golden Alpha aura shown dim and
weak, yet visible enough to identify him as an Alpha descendant

 Apollo, apologetic but insistent, said, “Father, we must contact the
Titan Assembly before all the remaining Alphas are destroyed.”

 As if to accent Apollo’s statement, the four Omega mortals caught
the fifth mortal and began mutilating and dismembering him with
their shimmering swords.  The fifth mortal never had a chance and
hadn’t even offered up a defense.  The Alpha spirit obviously wasn’
t awake within him, and he wouldn’t have an inkling of an idea what
was happening to him or why.  He would not be able to see the
Omega auras nor access any of his ancient dormant powers.  The
poor man was terrified and died horribly along with his inactive
Alpha spirit.  The golden Alpha aura in the likeness of a hawk was
the last to die as it floundered and flapped it wings ever more
slowly until it melted into the ground and disappeared completely.

 Zeus said, “I know!  Dammit, I know, but I haven’t spoken to the
Titan Assembly since they exiled us to this world those thousands
of years ago.”

 Hera screeched, “Well, it’s your own cursed fault!  The immortal
Titan women were never enough for you, and you and the other
immortals just had to fornicate with all those mortal women.  That
interracial mixing caused the separation of Alpha and Omega.”

 “SILENCE, WIFE!” Zeus bellowed, stabbing a warning finger in the
air toward her, bristling with energy and barely controlled lighting.  
His deep, resonating voice and warning reverberated throughout
the chamber, causing many of the gods, including Hera, to recoil in
fear and silence.  “Now is not the time to rehash the past.  We have
more important things to worry about.”

 Poseidon leaned forward on his throne toward Zeus and said,
“True enough, brother, but I have to agree with Apollo.  We must
act quickly or we are doomed.  At the rate Omega is seeking out and
destroying Alpha we will not have any Alphas remaining to fight the
coming war.  We are already vastly outnumbered.  We must contact
the Assembly to awaken the Alpha spirits within the Alpha mortals,
and we lack the power alone, especially confined to Mount

 Zeus continued to stare at the now clear mist floating at his feet
on the dais, while he thought.  He hadn’t spoken to his father,
Cronus, since he and his Olympians defeated and exiled the ruling
Titans from Earth, and now Cronus was a member of the Assembly
on their home world.  

 The Olympians had sealed their own fate when they expelled the
ruling Titans back to the home planet, Titan, but that was before
they discovered their terrible mistake.  By interbreeding with
mortals they had inadvertently corrupted the delicate controlling
balance of the immortal Titan's Alpha and Omega souls (beginning
and end) (good and evil) in all future mixed bloods, thus dooming
Earth’s population to an ever increasing and conflicting separation
of spirits and ultimate goals in both the immortal and mortal races.

 He refocused when Artemis began to speak.  She had always been
one of his favorites and always loyal and supportive.  Artemis, his
daughter and twin sister to Apollo, also shared a seat with the
gods.  His twins were born to Leto and not his wife and sister Hera,
which is a major reason he protected them...to aggravate his wife.

 Artemis said, “My father, my Zeus, I must agree with my brother
and the others.  This is what the Assembly exiled us to do.  They are
as much afraid of the potential power of an uncontrolled Omega as
we are.  No one can know the extent of their power if they are
allowed to fully awaken and consolidate, and all of us knows only
Alpha can stop them.  The Assembly will not refuse; like us, they
have no choice.  They will help us awaken the dormant, immortal
spirit of the Alpha residing in the mortals.  It works to their
advantage as well.”

 He knew Artemis was correct.  It was just that he was the new
supreme ruling god on Earth when he last spoke to Cronus, and
Cronus would certainly remember the lighting bolts he had welded
and launched at the Titans to drive them off this world.  Now,
without the Titan’s help the Olympians were stuck here in exile for
eternity.  Artemis was also right that the Titans also feared the
awaking power of the Omega.  That growing force would be totally
unpredictable, extremely powerful and totally evil, and would
eventually be able to challenge the Assembly on Titan.  Yes, the
Assembly would help, but still, he would now have to humble
himself to them and ask for their help.  So be it; he would pay the

 “Very well.  Project your thoughts with mine and let’s reach out to
Titan and the Assembly”

 He felt the electric tingle of the charging power as their minds
merged, focusing to project their joint mind.  Then he felt the jolt,
akin to an electric shock, as their joint minds streaked in unison
across the cosmos.  In the viewing mist of the dais they watched
the stars flash past in the vast darkness of space.  Their speed
began to slow as they approached their goal, and soon they
observed the planet Titan growing in the mist, filling the viewing
mist.  The view began to focus in on the planet and expand further.  
Titan’s Mountain of the Gods then continued to expand to view the
Assembly circled around their own viewing dais. They apparently
had been monitoring his Olympian Assembly, because the
appearance of the Olympians’ forms did not seem to surprise them.  
Even so, the Assembly remained immobile and silent and continued
to stare at them, obviously waiting for him to speak first.  This
arrogant statement of Titan’s power angered him, but he held his
anger, staring back into each pair of the assembled god’s cold
piercing eyes.  After an excessively long pause Zeus said, “It is
time.  The Omegas are awakening, and the Alphas yet remain
dormant.”  He left his statement brief, letting that fact sink in.

 Hyperion, the Supreme Ruler of Titan, spoke, “Yes, we have been
monitoring the situation on Earth, and we too find the situation
grave.  We don’t understand why only the Omegas are awaking and
the Alphas remain dormant.  We suspect that an outside force is
behind awaking only the Omegas spirits.  It’s like they are already
organized with a leader.  Do you think Hades could be behind it?”

 That question shocked him.  Mount Olympus had not heard from
Hades since the war began against the mix-breeds.  He and his
Assembly had assumed Hades had been killed in that war, since he
hadn’t returned to his throne, but hearing Hyperion speak the
words out loud, he realized that Hades could very well be behind it.  
He was a little surprise that he and the other Olympians had never
considered that possibility, but he was not about to admit that fact.   
Hades had always caused problems on Earth; the chaos would give
him strength.  He responded, “We have no information to confirm
that, but it is possible.”

 Cronus spoke to the Assembly saying, “Zeus and his Olympians
caused the problem.  It is their problem to solve.  They assumed the
responsibility when they took control of Earth!”

 Hera was first to respond and blasted back, “You and the other
Titans that were on Earth are just a guilty of fornicating with the
mortal women.  It’s your problem, too!”

 For once he was pleased with Hera’s vicious verbal attack, since,
for once, it was not directed at him.  He almost wished she would
take the form of a serpent, as she often did, to accent the venom of
her words, but her verbal attack alone worked to silence Cronus.  

 Hyperion quickly seized the moment of silence to assume control
again.  “It has already been decided that we will help.  We will begin
radiating a mental stimulus toward Earth that will awaken the Alpha
spirits and powers.   Hopefully, it will not awaken the Omega further
than they already are.  It will take three rotations of the planet to
fully saturate all the mortals, but you will have to act quickly to save
them, because the Omegas will also be able to easily identify them
as they awake by their auras.  If, as you say, Omega is partially
awake, this action will make any Alphas an easy target.”

 Zeus did not thank the Assembly, however he bowed slightly as
his Assembly of gods withdrew and raced back across the cosmos
to Mount Olympus.  He thought it went well.  At least no physical
attacks were launched by either side.  Now safe, he allowed the
charge to slowly dissipate from his barely controlled lighting bolts,
filling the chamber with bristling kinetic energy.

 As they settled again into their adorned chairs surrounding the
dais, Ares said, “Well, that wasn’t so bad...no one died.”  

 Zeus noticed signs of a general physical relaxation among the
others, as if they had all been tensed for battle.  He even noticed
Apollo leaning his golden bow against his chair.  He hadn’t noticed
Apollo with it at the Titan Assembly, but it stood to reason, since his
bow had always been Apollo’s weapon of choice and a constant

 Ares continued, “Zeus, what do you think about Hyperion’s
suspicion that Hades might be behind the Omegas early

 “I saw Hades fall in the last battle.  His body is dead.” Zeus said,
“But it’s possible his soul might have survived.  I think it could be
possible that his spirit might still live within one of his descendant's
mortal body.  If so, his evil yet lives and has been refined by the
corruption of the mortal bodies through hundreds of generations.  
Yes, Hades IS probably responsible for the Omegas’ awakening, at
least the corrupted part of his Titan spirit.”

 “What are we going to do about it, father?” Ares said.

 “What we have been charged to do: correct the mistake.  We must
kill all the mixed-bloods, like we tried to do before, like we did to
our own, Dionysus, but we must make sure we kill the corrupted
Titan spirits, the Omega.”

 Hera screamed, “You wouldn’t have had to kill your own son if you
hadn’t fornicated with that mortal harlot, Semele!”

 At this interruption Zeus pointed a finger toward Hera, and a bolt
of energy shot toward her, pinning her quivering body back in her
throne.  Zeus bellowed, “Silence! Semele was a princess!”  None of
the other gods moved or made a sound, fearing Zeus’ wrath.   As if
nothing happened, Zeus continued, “Once the energy transmission
begins we must monitor Earth continuously, seeking out the
awakening Alphas and bring them here.  They will be trained here to
become our army against the Omega.”

 Mojo sat in his fifty story penthouse apartment and office
surrounded by large screen televisions and monitors tuned to
every major news feed from around the world.  It looked like a
control center in a major network headquarters, but it was all
controlled, operated and monitored by his staff solely for him.  In
his many lifetimes he had spent at least one lifetime in all the major
countries, so language was no barrier to him.  Nothing important
escaped his notice.

 So when the news broke about the rare solar flare activity he
actually laughed out loud.  He felt the energy transmission even
before the imbecile, human scientists announced to the world that
the slight bluish shift in the visual spectrum of light was due to an
extremely rare sunspot phenomena.  He recognized it and knew
exactly what it was: a declaration of war!  

 The Olympians, with apparent help from the Titans, were obviously
attempting to activate the Alpha portion of the Titan spirit in an
attempt to save them from extinction and fight back against his
army of Omegas, but he was ready for them.  It was far too late for
the Alphas.  He and his kind had spent thousands of years and many
human generations purging the Alpha spirit from the Titan soul.  
Each transfer of the immortal Titan soul at the death of its human
host corrupted the soul further and purged more of the Alpha from
the Omega.  Now after centuries each side of the soul was refined
and virtually pure in its Alpha or Omega human host, but only
Omega was awake and organized.    He had seen to that in secret.  
And they had been killing the Alphas on sight for centuries.

 Mojo had been totally aware and fully awake in his Titan spirit for

and had transferred through many human bodies.  His Omega spirit,
being self-aware, had given him the advantage.  He recognized the
other Omega souls and had concentrated his combined spirit by
carefully killing many of the human hosts and absorbing their
Omega spirit into himself.  Now none of the other Omegas
possessed even close to his level of power.  He allowed his
commanders to also concentrate power but never allowing any one
to be strong enough to challenge him.  That could never be allowed.

 Mojo had built a vast amount of Earth wealth through his
concentration of his Omega power and living many human
lifetimes.  He gathered his fellow Omegas into his organization and
controlled them with iron will and fists.  His organization had
infiltrated world corporations and governments and silently ruled
many from his penthouse.  He actually owned the high-rise building
in Manhattan, New York and two more identical facilities in Moscow,
Russia and Tehran, Iran.  In point of fact, each headquarter was
owned by him and all named the “Rose Building”, which housed the
corporate offices of his many corporations, along with the offices of
his minions of Omega commanders.  The key word, “Rose” was
there for all to see, if they only looked, but the significance of the
word indicated the headquarters of Omega.  The Rose Building and
rose logo, with its red aura, served to attract the awakening Omega
spirits to him.  

 To the outside human world he was unimpressive in looks, being
purposefully average and plain.  There was nothing to make him
stand out.  He looked like any other business executive in a three-
piece suit.  That is unless you happen to be a descendant of a Titan
housing an active Alpha or Omega spirit.  Then you would see his
invisible Omega aura radiating from and encompassing him.  Then
you would fear him, for his huge, demonic red aura resembling a
winged, two-headed, fire breathing dragon towered over him.

 Mojo’s ancient, long-range plans were quickly coming to fruition.  
Like a chessboard, all the elements were in place for world
domination.  His only remaining obstacles were the Olympian gods
and remaining morphed Titan Alpha spirits.  The Olympian gods didn’
t pose much of a problem directly, because the Titan immortals had
been imprisoned by the Titan Assembly to remain isolated in Mount
Olympus.  While the Olympian gods couldn’t travel to Earth, they
could direct and work through the emerging Alphas through their
human host.  Things were going well for Mojo, and his only
remaining concern was this potential Alpha intervention.

 Through antiquity the Alpha spirit had always served as a
balancing deterrent to prevent the Omega side of the Titan soul
from becoming dominant.  This balance made the immortal Titans
who they were, body and spirit.  This had all changed once the
immortals began reproducing and mixing with the mortal humans.  
This genetic mix corrupted the balance of Alpha and Omega,
allowing them to begin separating.  It had taken several
generations of the short-lived human mix-breeds before the Titans
recognized what was happening.  By then it was too late to stop it.  
Fear grew with this understanding, knowing what the ultimate
outcome of the separation of the Titan soul.   The Olympian Titans
attempted to correct the problem by waging war on all mixed-
bloods, attempting to kill the corrupted soul before the two sides
could separate.  The war failed miserably, because the entire
human population rose up against the Titans.  The humans did not
understand the problem of the Titan soul and believed the Titans
were attempting total genocide against all humans, and the humans
fought back, forcing the Titans to vacate Earth, all but the Olympian
gods left in exile, but they had to hide Mount Olympus, only the
Olympians knew where.    

 Mojo had also recognized what was happening and saw the
opportunity to take advantage of the situation and take control.  He
fed on chaos and misery, and the weak humans were fertile ground
to spread both.  He was not Mojo in the beginning.  He had been
called Hades back then, brother to Zeus, but by concentrating the
Omega spirits into himself, he became far more powerful than
Hades had ever been.  Now he was Mojo, and all will fear.

 Since he left Mount Olympus he had gone by many names such as
Nero, Attila the Hun, Ivan the Terrible of Russia, and many others.  
He had murdered and tortured millions.  By the 1700s he learned he
could create more chaos in politics when he became Maximilian
Robespierre and led the French revolution.  Then he learned that
controlling governments and politics should be his ultimate goal.  

 Now Omegas’ separation was complete and almost free to
exercise their combined will, his will, over the dwellers of this
planet, Mount Olympus and eventually Titan as well.  Soon Omega
would enslave the humans and Titans, and, as their leader, he
would become the Supreme God of all, the most powerful
throughout the cosmos.  All they had to do to realize his plan was
finish off the Alpha; they were the only force in the universe that
could potentially stop them.  Alpha had the knowledge, potential
power, and inherent hate to battle Omega.  Now with this Titan
energy ray, the dormant Alpha would awaken and be able to fight
back.  All the centuries of waiting was now over.  The war had

 They had already found and killed thousands of the dormant
Alpha.  Their weak auras was the signature of the dormant Alpha.  
Now, with the awakening of the Alpha spirits their auras would be
easier to see.  All Mojo had to do was send his army out across the
world, seeking out those few remaining auras.  

 Until now, the only obstacle they have had has been the human
police.  They didn’t understand the nature of the battle and the
necessary mutilation of the human body housing required to
destroy a Titan soul.  Out of necessity his demon army has had to
restrict their attacks to non-populated areas or the dark of night,
but they had been quite successful in destroying many Alphas.  
Their victory would be complete when all Alphas had been
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