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Fallen Angels

by Terence West

Double Dragon Publishing, Inc. - Science Fiction

Double Dragon Publishing, Inc.

www.double-dragon-ebooks.com

First published by Double Dragon Publishing

FALLEN ANGELS

A Double Dragon eBook

Published by

Double Dragon Publishing, Inc.

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ISBN: 1-55404-216-X

A DDP First Edition January 20, 2005

Book Layout and

Cover Art by Deron Douglas

FALLEN ANGELS

Terence West

Dedication

This novel is dedicated to my beloved wife Shannon. Without her, none of this would be possible. Thank you.

Thanks

I really owe this book to the assistance of a lot of people. First and foremost, my wife Shannon, my mother and

father Donna and Herman, and my sister Danae, of whom without this book probably wouldn't have been

finished. They were kind enough to read through the first few drafts and keep a smile on their faces.

Thanks guys!

CHAPTER 1

Shades of brown and yellow painted the desolate landscape as the Great Pyramid rose magnificently

from the Geza plateau. Two smaller pyramids on both sides guarded it. A large crowd had gathered in

front of the massive stone paws of the sphinx.

The Sphinx, according to Egyptian mythology, was a creature of mythical proportions. It had the body

of a lion, but the head of a man. Towering above the crowd, the head shadowed them from the burning

sun of the Egyptian desert. Excitement was thick in the air.

A tall brunette woman, wearing a cotton t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts, stood in front of the sphinx.

She was speaking to several workers holding pry bars. She was beautiful, but not by popular standards.

Her hair was long and curly with curves at the bottom that rolled in toward her neck. Her eyes were a

deep green that showed her intelligence, but also displayed her youthful excitement. She would turn

thirty next year, but for now she still enjoyed being in her twenties.

Trying to explain what she wanted the workers to do, she demonstrated the technique with her hands.

The workers began to understand and went quickly to work. They slammed their pry bars into the

edges of a massive stone door that they had located in the front of the Sphinx and began to loosen the

stone. The door was flush with the surrounding surface. It was a very large stone, close ten feet tall and

eight feet wide.

An older man emerged from one of the tents that stood near the Sphinx. He was close to six feet tall,

but very overweight. He had a full gray beard matching his shoulder length hair. Adjusting his thick

black rimmed glasses, he looked down into the dig site and was mortified to see what was unfolding.

Yelling at the top of his lungs he tried to warn the men off. Knowing that his pleas were going unheard,

he mustered all his stamina and started to run toward the Sphinx.

The brunette woman heard his pleas, but ignored them. She had worked too hard and too long to be

stopped, especially when she was this close. She barked commands at the workers pushing them harder

toward her goal.

The stout man made his way through the group. "Alex!" He pushed his way to the front. "Alex, you

can't do this."

She turned and shot him an icy glance. "Freddie, I'm not going to stop now."

"You have to." He pulled her away from the group. "Alex, I just got off the phone with the Egyptian

Government and they've pulled the plug. They want us out."

Dr. Alex Robinson turned away from him. "Dammit. What happened?"

Freddie placed his hand on her shoulder. "They called the Chicago Museum of Natural History and

discovered that you lied about your credentials."

"I was wondering how long that story was going to hold water." She turned to look at her workers.

They had almost pried the stone loose. She smiled. "We have to finish, Freddie."

"I can't let you do that!" He was motioning emphatically. "The Egyptian Government is sending several

military units down here to see that we are escorted out and turned over to them. They want our heads

Alex!"

"Then they're going to have to drag me kicking and screaming out of here because I am not going to

quit. Not when I am this close!" She turned and began to walk back to the Sphinx. "You can leave if

you want Freddie," she smiled at him, "but I'm staying."

Shaking his head, he followed her back to the Sphinx. The workers had moved the stone about three

inches out of the surface. Far enough so they could get a hold on it and begin to pull. Alex stood behind

them watching in excitement.

Freddie took his place by her side. "What do you expect to find?"

She looked at him and shrugged. "I'm not sure. The carbon dating on this place proves that it pre-dates

the Pyramids and everything else that was built here. We've also used sonar equipment to find out that

there is a large room hidden beneath the Sphinx. This stone obviously hides the entrance to that room.

What we find there could validate all of my work."

"What work, Alex? You've been running around the world since you were eighteen looking for signs of

extraterrestrial involvement on our planet. What makes you think that you'll find it here in Egypt?"

"Many researchers have theorized that these incredible monuments were actually built by aliens."

Freddie lowered his head. "I have funded your work since you started, but I had no idea you were going

to take it this far. The Egyptian Government is not happy with us and they're going to be here very

soon."

"I know, I know—"

She stopped as the mighty stone fell away from the door throwing up a huge cloud of dust. The workers

scattered. As the dust began to clear, a lone figure stood in front of the doorway. It was Alex.

"Finally." Stepping toward the door, she peered into a long dark hallway. "Freddie," she turned to look

behind her. "Hand me a flashlight."

Curiosity overwhelmed him. Reaching into a warn out tan bag slung over his shoulder, he removed two

silver flashlights. Handing one to Alex, he flipped his on and followed her into the doorway. Looking

behind them, they saw all the workers standing in a semi-circle around the door.

"They think this place is cursed."

"That's absurd, Freddie. It's been proven that none of the tombs have been cursed. Everyone who has

died has done so from ancient bacteria found inside them."

Both looked at each other. Removing two filter masks from his bag, they quickly slipped them over

their mouths. Stepping further into the hall, the found themselves standing in front of a large staircase.

"I wonder how far it goes down?"

Freddie shook his head. "What did the sonar show?"

"We estimated that it was about forty feet down."

"Well, let's find out."

They two slowly made their way down the ancient staircase. Shining her light on the wall, Alex saw

thousands of Egyptian Hieroglyphs.

Freddie reached over and ran his hand across the wall. "What do they say?"

Alex stepped near the wall giving it a quick once over. "I have no idea."

"Some researcher you are." He let out a small nervous chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.

She smiled and began to make her way down the stairs again. Finally reaching the bottom of the stairs,

they found themselves confronted with another long hallway. At the end they could see light filtering

out onto the floor and walls.

"Do you see that?" Alex asked anxiously.

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