Divine Deception: The Will Traveller Chronicals by Robert James

four guards fell unconscious but otherwise
unhurt. Victims of fifty thousand watt stun guns that were part of
the Red House’s defences. I had my four successful ambushers don
their conquests’ uniforms, Zoran and I collected Peter and
Margaret’s laser ray guns and prepared to leave..
    After a little
persuasion, via threats with one of the stun guns, the guard’s
senior man agreed to call in two buggies and an escort for Lord
Robert and Lord Peter. Soon enough, the entourage arrived. Given
the unexpected circumstance, it wasn’t so hard to see why it was so
easy to take the new arrival’s guns, uniforms and air bikes. They
simply didn’t expect their own colleagues, who were there guarding
us, to point their guns at them! We left four men in the guards’
uniforms and with their weapons, they were to guard the house
literally! Zoran, Jarrat, myself and our four man, heavily armed
squad moved out. It was only at this point that I realised the
buggies were actually ‘driven’ by small, man shaped robots!
    When we arrived at
the central T.T.V garage, where we’d first arrived just two days
ago, the evening crews were all off duty as no-one had ordered
anything.
    “Lord Robert” The
man in charge jumped to his feet, along with his dozen or so men.
Zoran and Jarrat moved forward to explain. In accordance with our
plan, I behaved as expected and sat in my hovering buggy with air
cycles, ridden by my men, at each corner.
    It looked as
though Zoran was having problems, so I motioned my escort to move
us closer. As we did, my once challenging, now servile black
spectre arrived, via the elevator. He walked swiftly over to Zoran,
they exchanged a few words, then the man in black looked over and
saw me. Immediately he came over, Zoran and Jarrat trailing behind
him.
    “Lord Robert it is
my honour to serve you” He saluted me.
    “Is there some
problem Zoran?” I asked imperiously, ignoring the man in black
completely.
    “Merely a
formality Lord Robert” The old man assured me with a smile. Between
us, we had thoroughly upset the tall, gaunt faced man in black
    “It’s far more
than that Zoran” The man in black barked, then, in a respectful but
frosty voice he turned to me and said firmly
    “My orders are
from the Supreme One Himself, Lord Robert” He announced “No
vehicles are to leave without His personal approval” He emphasised,
his folded arms saying it all.
    “And, my dear man”
I replied imperiously “Exactly what are you supposed to do if I
choose to defy those orders?” I asked him haughtily “Arrest me,
how? Shoot me? Then you die as is the law?” I turned to Zoran “Who
is this underfed impertinent who addresses me without consent?” I
asked regally.
    “I am Dakar, I
hold the trust of the Supreme One” The thoroughly angry, but
respectful man announced at me, more than to me.
    “Come now Dakar” I
turned to him, my voice dripping patronisation “You’d have to stand
closer than any but we are permitted to, in order to hear His
orders” I challenged softly.
    His body language
indicated that I’d scored a bulls eye, so I pressed on with my
charm offensive.
    “You get your
orders from Lady Ursula, Dakar” I told him, adding pleasantly
“Because you are naught but an ordinary human. And you know that
you must obey me” I told the now unsure Dakar “I, on the other
hand, have every right to do as I please, without her consent! Do I
make myself clear?” I snarled, suddenly angrily at the gaunt and
increasingly confused man.
    “Lord Robert” He
pleaded “Please do not choose so, for I must obey orders, even if
it cost me my life” He raised his laser ray device. The workmen and
foreman jumped for cover, my men all raised their wicked looking
machine guns, pointing them at Dakar.
    “At ease men, he
cannot hurt me” I reminded them, then turning to Dakar I added
“Only you will be harmed if you blindly obey”.
    “So be it then” He
snarled and fired at me. I cupped my hands like