Alien Deception by Tony Ruggiero Page A

Sarah and Greg into two separate rooms at the indoctrination facility. He would start conditioning them alone at first after the rejuvenation process before he allowed them to be together again. His assistants were now in the process of applying minimal feed to each brain. This early stage began by laying the groundwork in their minds, making the existence of other races and the UCDW plausible, just enough to get them thinking about it so that they would come to gradually accept the fact. After that, Leumas would bring them further along until they reached the point where they believed what they were being told, and their understanding level reached a point to make rational decisions. Or at least the decisions that the Council or Copolla more likely wanted to hear.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Six
    COPOLLA’S WAY
     
    Copolla was seated in his plush chair that complimented his huge desk and overly ornate decorated chambers. He exhaled deeply and closed his eyes. Council meetings had a way of draining him of his energy.
    "All talk, that's all they ever want to do," he said disgustedly as he rubbed his eyes with his fingers. "It takes forever to get things done going through these fools. They remind me of a bunch of Sevithian squawking hens."
    His mind drifted off into thoughts about the plan he had set into motion to discredit Leumas, who could pose a threat to his leadership as older members were replaced with younger ones. Copolla was not going to lose his position to anyone, especially not to Leumas. He couldn't stand the vain and arrogant bastard. To this end, he had orchestrated Leumas’s new assignment, which involved, ironically, the planet Earth. The last time Copolla and the Council had dealings with this planet, the results had been disastrous, and no one knew this as well as he did. Earth was still far from ready to join the Council, but that was what made the plan perfect for what he had in mind.
    Leumas had been shooting off his mouth for months now about reforming procedures regarding initial contact. He had many ideas about how things needed to be changed. All were centered on his concept of making the Council better and more efficient. Several members had even voiced their agreement with Leumas, and considered his ideas innovative and creative, a breath of fresh air. Copolla knew that these kinds of feelings amongst members could be the beginning of a movement to boost Leumas higher in his position within the Council, and Copolla did not want Leumas any higher than he already was. In fact, he thought it was time for Leumas to suffer a minor career setback.
    Clip his wings and bring him back down a couple of notches, Copolla thought menacingly.
    The beauty of the plan was that it would also take care of some loose ends that had been thorns in his side for years. That was where Leumas came in. Copolla had not worked this hard, and clawed his way to where he was, to be hindered by a speck of dust like Leumas. He had seen this before, when he was much younger, and had vowed to never fall prey to it himself.
    Copolla had been born on the planet Sevith and, from birth, everything had been a constant struggle. Born to a middle-level family unit, he quickly saw the differences between those that had and those that had not. He also knew he would someday be one of those that had, no matter what it took.
    He discovered early on that power was the key to everything. Everything. He learned the advantages of having an edge over someone physically or mentally. This realization had started during his young education, and he had nurtured it throughout his career. His philosophy was simple. Never take an assignment that was too risky, never come between two different political views, and always—always—know everything he could about life forms he dealt with, either publicly or privately. He had also found that, in most cases, the more private the information, the better.
    Copolla rose quickly to the position