Date: Sat, 21 Oct 2000 04:28:17 EDT
From: BaronAVR@aol.com
Subject: Where no one owns the Rain, part five

        Greetings! Here are the legal statements: If you are not yet of the
minimum legal age required, or the viewing of such material is illegal where
you live, please leave now! If stories involving homosexuals are offensive to
you, grow up or read something else!
    This story is a work of fiction and only the Characters of Andy and Terry
are based on real individuals. All others are fictional characters and any
resemblance to anyone living, dead or not yet born are purely accidental.
    The Author retains all rights.Copyright 2000. Story written by Andrew
Simon van Ryan.
    That said, here we go!

	 Where no one owns the Rain....
			 by Andrew Simon van Ryan
			     copyright 2000. All rights Reserved
				   Part Five

	The touch of a hand on my shoulder caused me to wake with a
start. I spun over in a panic, ready to defend myself.
	"Hey, Andy! Calm yourself." It was Gabriel. He was crouched down
next to me and his facial expression showed that something was up.
	"What is it?" I asked in a hushed tone.
	"No need to whisper." He replied. "But it's bad news nonetheless."
	Rising from where he knelt, Gabriel dropped his body into the
wooden chair by the doorway. Setting his eyes on me, Garbriel explained.
	"It's happened. Conner went on TV this morning to announce Marshall
Law. The excuse he gave was sickening. He stated the FBI and the military
had acted after reviewing information provided by the NSA. The NSA's
information had confirmed a plot to overthrow the US government from
within. You won't even believe this next part. The group supposedly
responsible for plotting the coup attempt is the Mormon Church! While
Conner was speaking on TV, the FBI and the military were storming Church
Headquarters in Salt Lake City. After they rounded everyone up, Conners
personal security force burnt the Tabernacle to the ground."
	"Are you kidding me?!" I shouted. Even in my wildest dreams I had
never imagined this!
	"No. I wish I was kidding. " He replied bluntly. "So, I'll make
this short. Conner has ordered the round up of all Mormons throughout the
Fifty One States. They're to be considered a threat by all citizens. Anyone
caught harboring a Mormon will be arrested for treason. They're placing
those arrested in detention, using old closed down military bases, most
notably, the former Nevada Research and Development Center at Area 51 and
Edwards Air Force Base in California."
	"Oh, shit...." I said weakly. "Both those places have massive
underground facilities. Once those people are taken there, they'll
disappear forever." I looked around the room and noticed Zeke sitting in
the corner, his arms around his knees and his chin resting atop them.
	"Zeke?" I asked. "What is it?"
	"My Mother is Mormon." He said softly. "She's living in Salt Lake,
too."
	"Oh, no......." I sighed. I got up and went to him. Sitting, I put
my arms around him and he leaned his head on my shoulder.
	"Thanks, Andy." He choked out. Zeke was having a hard time keeping
it in, but he didn't want to cry. 'Not yet, not 'till we're done', he
thought to himself.
	"I'm sorry. " Gabriel said to him. Returning his attention to me,
Gabriel continued on. "In his speech, Conner called the Mormons 'Americas
Largest Cult'. He warned there may be other 'highly organized cult groups'
helping the Mormons with their plot and said arrests of others involved
would be announced soon. Wonder who else he's got in mind."
	"Any group who's listed by the Council of Churches as a cult." I
said flatly. "Conner will go right down their list. He's very predictable
that way."
	"Who's on that list?" Zeke asked me. "What other groups?"
	I turned to face him. "Jehovah's Witnesses are second." I
replied. "Other ones I remember are Scientology, the Unification Church,
Hare Krishna's and the Adventists. And don't think he's forgotten about the
Jews, Islam or Buddhists."
	"Would he really round up all those people?" Zeke asked.
	"Yes." I replied. "If you watch, you'll see Conner is walking the
same path Hitler did. His strategy calls for the 'deportation' or
'elimination' of the 'Genetically Flawed'. First the mentally ill, unfit or
disabled, Homosexuals, the politically opposed, career criminals, then the
'religiously impure and racially inferior' will be purged. This will leave
the country with only his idea of 'true' Americans. His promise to all of
them will be a country free of inferior elements and with an economy that
can easily support each one of it's citizens like a King or Queen."
	"How could anyone think like that?" my roommate wondered.
	"Hey, when Conner was in High School, he became a skinhead. During
college, he joined several white supremacist groups. He ran for state
senator in Idaho and won by campaigning to repeal all the equal rights
statutes. He promised any system designed to insure racial balance would be
scrapped and any laws granting homosexuals equal rights or protections
would be overturned in a recall vote. Now he's going after them because of
their belief in the book of Mormon" I stated. "I'll bet money Conner thinks
the passage in Revelations saying 'If any man shall add unto these things,
God shall add unto him the plagues that are written in this book' is his
license to eliminate them. The guy is a hate monger and has always been
one."
	"Oh shit, Andy!" Zeke cried. "That's it! 'The plagues that are
written in this book'. He's sending them to bases with huge underground
isolation rooms so he can eliminate them with biological agents!"
	"Oh, my God!" I whispered as the terror of Zekes realization sank
in. "I didn't think of that!"
	"So, we've got to get moving on this." Gabriel stated. "If we wait
much longer, the European Union will figure out what he's doing and take
extreme economic action against the US. Conner will use that as his excuse
for declaring a state of war exsists. The Europeans will respond by
declaring war themselves and every country in the world will soon be pulled
into the conflict. The result will be the end..."
	He stopped short of saying it, but Gabriel was right. If we didn't
stop Conner, and soon, the biblical prophesy of Armageddon would come to
pass.
	I heard footsteps on the stairs outside and a voice called out.
	"Hey, Gabe! It's Noah."
	"C'mon in!" Gabriel shouted.
	The door swung open to reveal a young man perhaps in his mid to
late twenties. He had tired looking dull gray eyes and average brown
hair. Wearing only a T-shirt, shorts and sandals, he would have been a
tourist in another time.
	"Hi!" Noah said and closed the door behind him.
	"Noah, huh? You must have spent a great deal of time in a boat." I
remarked.
	"No." He replied. "It's my real name."
	"Oh....." I sighed putting my hands to my eyes. "Well, I feel
stupid!"
	"Don't" he chuckled. "I have spent a lot of time at sea. In
submarines."
	"Oh, you're the Navy guy?" I asked.
	"EX- Navy." Noah said "Now, I'm Number One."
	"Number One?!" I said, not so much as a question, but due to my
astonished disbelief.
	"I made Number One two years running before fuck head got elected."
He told me. "I'm THE guy. Not a brag, just the facts."
	"I feel honored to meet you." I said and stood to shake his
hand. Hackers of Noah's' caliber usually came with egos as great as their
talent. It was best to recognize this and to respect it. Being Number One
Top VooDoo took an incredible amount of knowledge, creativity and
intelligence. Noah was the best of a group who took that knowledge,
creativity and intelligence and combined it with incredible risk taking and
cut throat tactics.
	"Hello, Andy." Noah said taking my hand. "I've liked your books for
a long time. The first one I read was 'Fields in Summer.'  Bought every new
one that's come out since then."
	"Oh, you read that?" I replied. Fields of Summer was published when
I was only sixteen. It was my second novel and the one in which I unleashed
my homosexuality.
	Noah grinned and said "Yeah, I read it. I reread chapter eight
every night for six months, holding the book up with one hand every time."
 He laughed and said "That's still the greatest sex scene I've read."
	"I hear that from a lot of guys." I replied as I turned red. I
wasn't shy when I wrote it, but discussing the sex scene in my book always
made me blush! Changing to the subject at hand, I asked for his oppinion.
	"So, I guess you've read DatManDead?" I quizzed.
	"Yeah, sure did." Noah said as he took a seat next to Gabriel.
	"What do you think of it?" I asked sitting again on my bed.
	"Great book." He smiled. "But it'll never work."
	Gabriel and Zeke both stared at Noah. I had anticipated he might
say this, so I asked the obvious.
	"Well, have you got any ideas for stopping Conner?"
	"Yeah, and using DatManDead as the decoy, I know how we can make
this work! If Conner thinks we're following the plot in your book, he won't
notice what's really going on until we pull his plug." Noah smiled and
leaned back in his chair before adding "If he has time to notice."
	"Sounds like you know something he doesn't." I grinned.
	"Oh, do I ever!" Noah replied. "Do I ever!"