pdf file - Notes from An Alien

Burlim was busy rushing to the various control spots to see to repairs. Xela was underground. Velu and
Zena were well on their way into the Unholy Lands.
In all, ShipThree had unleashed seventy-two bolts of highly-charged plasma in fifteen minutes. The
defenses had cycled between working and failing twenty times and there was mass devastation. Burlim had been
killed but one of his last acts before the attack had paid off—his rigging of the orbital laser that powered the ships
so its frequency could be shifted. The failures of their defenses had initially kept the Angans from reaching the
controls for the laser but, finally, ShipThree was no more.
Xela discovered her son's and Velu's journey and immediately ordered the Assembly to rule in her stead
as she swiftly took to the roads.
Xela was welcomed in the Narian's main city, Oaur. Zena and Velu soon joined her and she immediately
began her questions:
"What were you thinking of?"
Velu took the initiative:
"We wanted to anticipate your next move and prepare for what we knew you wanted."
"What I wanted"
"Yes, an audience with Akla."
Xela wasn't surprised at Velu's prescience but her questions were brought to a halt. Velu continued:
"He's willing to see you but it can't be today. He feels you need time to acclimate yourself, make the
transition from war to peace, in his words."
"How did you get to him. He sees no one."
"He was waiting to greet us when we arrived, Xela."
She approached Akla's tent with curiosity and confidence—she had many serious matters to discuss with
this purported Prophet. As she entered and approached Akla she began to swoon. She steadied herself then fell to
her knees. Akla rose and helped her to a cushion. He served her a cup of tea and gave her a cloth for her
perspiration then returned to his divan.
"I understand you have questions for me, Xela."
She couldn't remember any of her questions.
After a pause, Akla continued:
"Your first question was to ask me for proof of my Prophethood. I ask you to search your mind for the
answers in the knowledge you have of your own Holy Book. A pure heart will assure you of My claim.
"Your second question deals with my using my influence to help you establish the Disciples of Faith as
the ruling religion on this planet. That I will not do.
"Your third question seemed to you of small consequence but is as important as the other two. Why were
my followers leaving this land in the numbers you observed as you traveled here? They are pursuing their
religious duty. They are going to the victims of the attacks, in all the other territories, to lend their assistance—
physical and spiritual. Many will be killed in the territories of the Lord's Army and Faith of Eternity, martyrs to
their Faith. They will resist no attack. Their example will spread My Message more quickly than hours of words."
Akla paused then said: "What say you?"
Xela sat and stared at his magnificent face. She felt reassured even though he had denied his help. She
felt extremely humbled and wondered at the feeling.
"Akla, it's very obvious you have masterful control of plasma communication. I thought Velu was the
epitome of talent but you are far more proficient."
"Dear Xela, Velu is a special individual. I chose her and have aided her since she was a child but what I
display is of a different order, a different plane of existence. You still see Me with veiled eyes yet your study and
service to your religion should have prepared you to see Me with My eyes. You will lead your people in securing
the peace on this planet and will initiate diplomatic talks with the Angans. But, when the time comes to prove
your faith in God, you will fatally falter. I forgive you for that now."
Akla rose and helped Xela to her feet. He led her out into the night and set her on the track back to her