The Black Madonna (The Mystique Trilogy) by Traci Harding Page B

stargate that linked Earth to the lower causal realms of Aramatena in the constellation of Lyra. A highly advanced race of beings guarded the main passageway in and out of this lowest harmonic universe, through which ran the Amenti superhighway between Earth and Tara. If anyone but me tried to activate the stargate within the pyramid, the pyramid’s guardian council had the ability to destroy Triogenes at Earth’s end—better to leave humanity to its own devices than risk the main porthole to the second harmonic universe being breached or destroyed. Without the consent of the Council of Aramatena, my Signet station would not fully activate and connect to the grid. And without all twelve Signet stations active, Amenti’s doors would not open.
    I found the stun-gun and pulled it from the bag. ‘Stay close to me,’ I whispered to Emmett as I dragged him to his feet. ‘Your immortal soul depends on it.’
    ‘I believe you,’ he replied, and I pulled him in the direction of the dead end.
    Albray stood at the tunnel entrance, silhouetted against the light of the glowstick that he’d placed in the annexe beyond him. He formed his hands into fists and glowing blue etheric blades shot out of the fingerless leather gloves he wore. These weapons would leave no physical marks as they injured only the etheric body, but as the physical body could not exist without its etheric double, any vital organs pierced by the blades would go into seizure.
    ‘Time to cooperate,’ he advised me.
    I shot several darts into his body and watched him fall. ‘I quite agree.’
    Unless Albray had joined the ranks of the Nefilim and Dracon, this was clearly not my husband, for etheric blades were a weapon of the Old World Order. The Nefilim must have developed a means to disguise their light-bodies, but their shield was not perfect, and now I knew what the fault looked like.
    I stepped over the motionless form and into the annexe beyond. ‘Come on,’ I urged Emmett.
    There was a smooth rock wall on the far side of the annexe, which I approached. I took a deep inhalation and sang a very high, very pure sonic, which caused a doorway of glowing white light to carve itself through the stone.
    ‘Holy shit,’ said Emmett.
    The Dracon reached the chamber entrance, but were put off entering by the high frequency of my note; it drove them crazy.
    I held my note, grabbed Emmett by the arm and pulled him through the light barrier with me. Then I abruptly ended my song and the rock immediately reconstituted behind us.
    ‘Oh my goddess,’ Emmett gasped. ‘That was totally rad, Doc!’
    Although I was flattered by his reaction, I couldn’t show it. ‘You shouldn’t be here at all,’ I said instead, annoyed by the breach in security.
    He was offended. ‘What threat am I to you? Come to think of it, what would you have done if I hadn’t brought you your bag?’
    He had a point.
    ‘It’s not what kind of threat you are to me, Emmett, it’s the threat your being here poses to all existence on this planet!’ I was turning circles contemplating what to do with him.
    ‘Look…obviously you’re up to some pretty scary shit here, which I’m not supposed to know about, and so I won’t even ask,’ he said, eyeing the massive quartz crystal formation glowing in front of us. ‘Why don’t you just tell me what you want me to do?’ He turned his baby blues back to me and raised both brows imploringly.
    ‘I want you to stay right here,’ I said, pointing to the spot where he stood.
    ‘I can’t wait in there somewhere?’ He nodded towards the crystal structure, sounding hopeful.
    ‘You’re not supposed to be here at all,’ I pointed out. ‘I can’t stress enough how important your cooperation is.’
    ‘All right.’ Emmett dropped to sit cross-legged on the ground to wait for me. ‘What happens if you don’t come back?’
    I turned and made for the crystal structure. ‘I’ll be back.’
    ‘Famous last words,’ I heard him say behind