Mad Gods - Predatory Ethics: Book I (48 page)
Martin inquired about the task Pope Paul VI had
given, in regard to the Antichrist, who had been living in the wilds of Canada.
Were they to abandon their mission because a single clergyman, no matter how
important, was unable to continue his work?
Hapsburg told Martin the mission had continued and been
successful; the boy was taken care of and was no longer a threat. When Martin
asked what that meant, the Grand Master merely repeated himself and ended the
discussion. The matter of the task, given to Seneschal Quentin and Father
Martin, was now closed and completed to Pope Paul VI’s satisfaction.
“Is it also to the satisfaction of the Secretary of
State and the Major Prefect?” Martin asked, watching the Grand Master closely
as he replied.
“It is. They replied for Pope Paul VI. The matter is
closed and your mission has ended. Thank you for your efforts,” he stated
turning from Father Martin dismissively.
The former Jesuit was not surprised by this, since
many months ago, Father Quentin had expressed reservations about his leader. He
thanked the Supreme Templar, walked out to where he packed bags and left the
chapter house.
Eventually, Father Lancaster Martin was laicized by a
grateful Roman Catholic Church and began to write books about the labyrinthine
activities of his past. A year later, he served as a consultant for a film,
based upon his exploits. He became an authority and a minor celebrity among
those interested in dark conspiracies and disillusioned with the good church.
TIME: JULY 10TH, 1972. WHITTIER MANSION, SAN FRANCISCO,
U.S.A.
The leftmost telephone on the desk of the Supreme
Tribunal of the Luciferian Church, or Church of Satan, Mordecai Aronovich, had
been ringing intermittently since June 10th. The few hapless initiates,
unfortunate enough to answer it, couldn’t help the voice on the other end and
chose to leave the mansion, never to be seen or heard from again.
It stopped ringing as a calloused hand picked it up
and answered. The voice rang out and demanded to speak to the Supreme Tribunal,
and this time, received a reply. It was a gravely voice, which had been heard
in high-ranking political offices, secret archives and behind many years of
ecclesiastical battles. Bernhardt Hapsburg barely noticed the marks applied to
his skin a few weeks before, when nameless, grim men came to his Templar
chapter house in New York.
As a member of the Dark Nobility he was aware what
the marks meant and was surprised he had been chosen to lead the Prince’s
church. Previously, the honor had always fallen to one of the cattle, not their
predators. He once again repeated he was the Supreme Tribunal.
“George H.W.?” Hapsburg asked.
“Bernhardt?” H.W. was surprised, to say the least.
“You’re the new Supreme Tribunal?”
“Yes I am, George. It seems the Prince has lost
patience with His whelp. I am the Grand Master and the Supreme Tribunal. We
have a lot of work to do; His son will do as he is told.”
Predatory Ethics —
Book I: Mad Gods
Copyright 2011, Athanasios
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