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Rebecca Ellen Kurtz

Nimrod, Book 2 in the Sons of God Novel Series


Rebecca Ellen Kurtz

Rebecca Ellen Kurtz Sons of God Published and Printed by: Ephesus Books 430 Maxwell Street Chesapeake, VA 23322 757-546-3203 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any informational storage or retrieval system without the express written permission of the author. Copyright Š2009 Rebecca Ellen Kurtz Publication Date: March 2010 Jacket design, illustration and book design by Carrie Leeper Copyright Š2009

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The Great Pyramids at Giza, Egypt Continent: Africa Sweat dripped down John’s deeply tanned face as he stood waiting for his internship professor to arrive. He had decided to take a break from his graduate schooling after the Nineveh dig. He stood looking at the magnificent tombs built by the Old Kingdom Pharaohs and considered the changes his life had taken. Although an archaeologist to his bones, he was a science fiction nut. It had always seemed a contradiction until a few months ago. When one steps back and looks at things, it makes sense that much science fiction is built on myths and much mythical lore is built on actual events and creatures. Wasn’t the world filled with extinct creatures? Wasn’t the spiritual and magical aspects of the universe where all human souls longed to meet with one another? No matter the modern day man’s aversion to anything of intelligent design in lieu of evolution, mankind knew down deep in his soul that there were realms he could not see, realms that affected his life, and phenomenon that science could not explain. No wonder, science could not satisfy the palette of mankind when it denied the existence of realms that our souls knew for fact. Sand gusted past him and caked his eyes, only to be followed by the smell of his own skin frying in the harsh desert sun. He grabbed for his water bottle and drank hungrily. He loved the sun, the brighter the better to ward off the dark of the night. He still had trouble sleeping. Once a goth vampire wanna-be about to join a coven with his girlfriend, John had suddenly rethought his desire to mimic such creatures. The real life encounter with the creatures which had begun the vampire legends had ended his relationship with his girlfriend, had began a new circle of friends with John pitting himself against the blood drinking Nephilim fiends, and had guided him to perform his internship early. John had no desire to deal with any of the Mesopotamian digs and decided a nice sedate dig amongst the exhaustively researched ruins of the Egyptian pyramids was just the thing to calm his nerves. He was positive that all the former digs and tourists would have cleared out any former gods, demons, Nephilim, or other vampiric like entities which he didn’t know about yet. He squinted up at the pyramids swarming with tourists. Nice and safe. This is where he would relax. Gone was the old, spindly, pasty faced John, now stood the athletically suited to combat fiends from hell tan John. Not only had exercise Nimrod, Book 2 in the Sons of God Novel Series


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made him physically strong, he now felt emotionally strong in facing down his fears or any creature corporeal or not that could threaten his physical life. He closed his eyes, threw his face up towards the sun and invited the sun to tan away, to burn into him its own strength and burn away the spirits of the night. Well, until a shadow drowned it out. John grimaced. “John is it?” A man in his late thirties peered down at the shorter blond kid still in graduate school. “Yes. Just admiring Kufre’s pyramid.” John swept his eyes over his new professor who appeared to be quite a friendly fellow. John relaxed right away. The professor had the appearance of a darkly tanned Egyptian except for his warm amber eyes and tall stature. “Yes, it was quite a site back then, during his reign that is. White gleaming limestone reached up to the dazzling diamond on top. Such a shame the way it looks now. Crumbling, unprotected blocks lying haphazardly around the once unparalleled grandeur of Osiris’ dream.” The professor smiled and seemed to be viewing the structure from a mental portal only he could see through. “Can you see it John? The way it was?” He warmly grasped John’s shoulder as he closed his eyes and smiled. John had imagined it, but he was confused now. “Osiris’ dream?” “Hmm? Oh, yes. Must love the myths. I presume to rely more on myths and writings than educated speculation.” John began doubting his internship choice as his professor began sounding more and more like a hobbyist rather than a well trained archaeologist with respect from the world of academia. “Which writings are you alluding to concerning the pyramids?” The professor opened his eyes and smiled down at him, “Perhaps it is the lack of writings that intrigues me on such a grand structure, knowing how the Egyptian pharaohs loved to boast and were so studious to credit appropriately.” John could feel the professor’s warm amber eyes gently laughing at him, “You mean…” I mean what I say. We go throughout our lives listening to what our professors relay to us. Some is founded on primary source documents and some on speculation. All history is colored and cannot be truly deciphered. Whoever writes is never really bias free, are they? I merely like to look at the facts, what those living at the time wrote, and think for myself. You do think for yourself, don’t you? Not one of those who just memorizes whatever other thinkers have said?” “So, what do you presume?” John’s hope for his internship was on shifting ground now although he felt slightly on guard knowing that for most of his academic career he had done exactly that - studied whatever historians had

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thought, never questioning, always believing that what other scholars thought was the best knowledge on the topic. “Has any of your professors spoke of the pyramids as being anything other than tombs?” The professor led John towards the largest standing structure to enter. “No, but I primarily studied the Sumerians. This is a bit of a side trip for my specialty.” “Odd, perhaps we’ll discuss your reasons for taking an internship in something other than your track later, but for now let me ask you a few questions. What does human nature tell you about a ruler who builds his own tomb this grand?” John thought for a bit, “Well, he certainly doesn’t want anyone to forget him.” John chuckled, then became serious after gazing at his professor’s solemn face. John tried to pull out what he had been taught before. “Um, well, most rulers displayed their power, their wealth, and the Egyptians were definitely known to be very proud.” The professor stared down at John a few moments before responding. “Yes, well, the grandeur of these pyramids cannot be seen from the Mediterranean where their envious enemies would be alerted to their wealth and power.” But those wanting to trade would sail down the Nile and pass them, then tales of Egypt’s grandness would travel along the merchant routes to all those around.” John pointed out. “Hmm, so with all this attention, the pharaohs decided against building defensible walled cities like their Sumerian colleagues to keep out attackers, and instead built large tombs to stash the wealth of the pharaohs. Perhaps, like a dare, a challenge to be attacked - for that would be the pride and arrogance of the action?” Seker expounded upon John’s thought. “Ah, perhaps.” John agreed hesitantly. “They were more concerned with exhausting their populace to build elaborate tombs instead of training them for war, perhaps to expand their empire or against an attack? Hmm, yes, that would make them very proud, very proud indeed. Odd that.” Seker mused. “Odd not at all, sir. The Egyptians were some of the most boastful. All over Egypt, the scribes altered history to make themselves grander than historical accounts. It is common for all rulers. The Assyrians did the same. Covered walls of every structure announcing their feats to the world.” John answered rather proudly. Seker smiled. “Ah, yes. As in all the other tombs in Egypt where sarcophaguses have been found. So silly of me. What do you suppose happened to them?” “Happened to what?” John asked confused. Nimrod, Book 2 in the Sons of God Novel Series


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“But to the glorious feats that should be depicted within the walls of the three pyramid tombs in front of us? Other depictions have remained on structures such as old. Surely, with the outer pyramid walls being so strong and grand, they would have protected the glorious markings within.” “Uh, well, perhaps, it was the openings. You know those shafts? Maybe the sand eroded the walls within too much.” John speculated. “Ah the shafts, why are there shafts in a tomb made to keep tomb raiders out again?” “Uh...” “Especially in a desert where there are sand storms. Why it would destroy the fine furnishings within, but then we’ve never found fine furnishings within, tomb raiders have supposedly run off with all of them by now. You know, now-adays, any jury would throw that out. No proof you know. No proof that would make this a tomb.” “But, but the pyramid itself is greater than any treasure laid within.” John stammered. “For what? To a ruler and to its people? It could not protect its citizens from an attack, it does not serve a purpose to better house or feed its people, it doesn’t even catalogue their history for future generations with feats. Really, to its people, what good is it?” “Well, not all rulers have their subjects’ best interest at heart. That truth still lasts to this day.” John placated logically. “True, quite true. Like the sphinx behind me here. Do you suppose that is a tomb as well or just a structure to illustrate glory for it surely has no purpose that we know of?” “And its right beside the no known purpose pyramids.” John dropped his head. What had he gotten himself into? “Ah, but the pyramids tell us what their purpose was for themselves.” John looked up quickly, an answer - finally. Just give him a stupid answer and stop with all the questions it was making his head spin. “What?” There is an inscription inside. I will give you all of tomorrow to find it, so bring something to write with and then take yourself off to translate it.” “What about today?” John questioned. “You’re burning. Anyway, I want you to go back and begin chucking all that you’ve been taught unless there is archaeological proof. Without archaeological proof, it means that it is all a myth - including the modernly accepted belief that these pyramids are tombs. Then consider, is it wiser to give credence to the scholars of the last century’s ideas...myths or the myths of those who lived during the time of its construction?”

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John gulped. “A myth?” John’s mind flew back over his last few months at Nineveh. His myths of vampiric like creatures, demons, spirits, angels, and Nephilim had become a reality. And his life had not become more ideal like he dreamed it would be to ever get to speak to such creatures. He barely remembered anything except his teeth rattling in his head from fear so much that his vision was mostly blurred the whole time. “Yes, just because the theory has been rationalized by supposed educated men in the last century does not make the proposed belief or explanation true. Your mind is just as capable and hopefully your academic arrogance does not stomp out rational thought. You see, even you wished to be told what to believe. You didn’t want to research and sort out the facts for yourself. You wanted my answer. You seemed willing to believe my answer.” “It is easier to let others sort things out - especially from someone who has a degree.” John gazed over to the sphinx. No one had really given much of an answer to that. So, why was everyone so quick to assume the pyramids at Giza were tombs with no proof within the walls to prove that. But chambers were found. But a chamber does not equal a tomb; it equals a chamber. He always thought he wanted to be invited into the spiritual realm, fight against spiritual entities like you see in horror flicks and come out the victor, but since Nineveh, he just wanted to close the book on that. But was that wise? “Well, let me enlighten you, someone quite educated with many degrees. Facts are facts, but they must be proven and supported by evidence to be seen as facts. Science may or may not make your evidence a fact. But here is a piece of science for you. That sphinx you gaze upon has been scientifically proven to have water erosion and is dated much older than the pyramids. The same men who say the pyramids are tombs are the same men that say the sphinx was built around the same time, but science has proved them wrong. Yet the academic world still clings to the pyramids being tombs. Why? Science can date a structure, but it cannot take people back in time to learn the reason why certain structures were built, so other questions must be asked. I suggest you go home and begin thinking for yourself on what those questions may be.” John stood gazing at the sphinx in all its hidden mysteries. How perfect to end his academic learning at a mystery that has never been answered and with a professor who told him to toss his education. He turned to his professor who was already wandering away. “Professor, where will we be digging?” I have changed your course John. We shall not be digging anywhere. We shall be journeying. Your mind will be journeying, stretching if you will. You shall be a student and myself a mere guide. Not a computer John where others input data, and you spit it right back out when asked. But a student, a researcher, a

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rationalizing man who can take in not only the history that lies around you but process all levels of your being.” John’s sigh could have knocked down the sphinx itself if aimed correctly. Great, was he now under a philosopher or a poet? Was his future career dwindling right before his very eyes? He needed to gain respect in the academic realm, not censure. John snorted, a well known habit of his new inhuman friends, and plopped down onto the sand below, deciding he may just gaze at the sphinx since the sun was setting. It should be truly beautiful. John grabbed his water bottle and guzzled half the contents down, knowing the heat would be lessening quickly before throwing one last look back at his new professor, and then it hit him that the professor still hadn’t given John his name. John hollered across the desert “Wait, sir, before you leave, what am I to call you?” “Seker.” “Hey, wait. How do I get a hold of you?” John implored. “Do not call out to him. Do not seek him.” John jerked at the stranger’s voice and quickly turned to look up at the bedouin fully robed in black which also concealed most of his face. “That’s my professor. I’m paying for his instruction. Trust me it’s okay.” “He is Seker. He resides in the ever-shifting sands of Memphis. He is a long way from home. Find him, you will not, unless he desires it so. You do not want to be found. Association leads to death.”

Nimrod, Book 2 in the Sons of God Novel Series

Nimrod, book 2 in the Sons of God novel series  

The Sons of God novel series has Judeo-Christian Nephilim fighting demons, vampires, and the fallen. This section gives a glance to John's...

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