something went wrong?" Curiosity got the most of Michael.
"No, everything went too well. Let me explain."
As Amrah closed his eyes, images formed in Michael's mind: a luxuriant oasis in the desert, cool and refreshing fountains, marble pools bubbling with soft water, dark green vegetation alive with birds' songs. Imposing stone pyramids stood under the deep blue sky of ancient Persia. The exotic flowers smelled intoxicating. Naked humanoids of luminescent blue came and went in the shade of tall cedar trees. Adam and Eve, fair of complexion, perfect in their human shape, played and laughed, enjoying a carefree life of idleness.
In the background, Michael could hear Amrah's voice explaining further. "Unfortunately the female, Eve, became too smart. Too soon, she understood that the only difference between us and herself was the knowledge and the memories we had. So, she conspired with a staff member of a different species, a Reptilian."
The alien who came into focus bore an amazing resemblance to Lufriec, the snake-creature from Michael's nightmare of the red planet. Michael shuddered as, in the present vision, the Reptilian enticed Eve into an intense conversation.
Amrah's voice in the background explained. "The Reptilians had fallen from grace in the superior council when we discovered a rebellious movement to seize control of the Alliance. They tried to sabotage the experiment and almost succeeded."
While new images appeared in Michael's mind, Amrah's voice paused, then resumed. "Much later, a natural cataclysm destroyed their home planet. It is now an incandescent piece of rock. They totally disappeared as a race long ago. We believed them extinct, for we never heard of them again. Until now..."
Michael interrupted. "How did they manage a revolt in such a paradise?"
"The reptilians spoke a seductive language. This one had fed Eve with dreams of power and high status. He also impregnated her with a son then convinced her that possessing our records would give her the knowledge she lacked. So Eve persuaded Adam to help her steal the forbidden information, poetically later called the fruit of the tree of knowledge. There were no apple trees in Persia...wrong climate."
"How did you prevent them from succeeding?" Michael asked eagerly.
"As soon as Adam and Eve breached the prohibited perimeter, their heart beat, particular to your race, was detected by our sensors and they were caught. What were we to do?"
"So you kicked them out of Eden?" It all made sense to Michael, now.
"We had no choice. They had become a danger to themselves. Eve was obsessed with the information in our data banks. They were not ready to handle such technology. Letting them fend for themselves in the wild, away from our protective custody, would keep their mind off our own work and provide them with an opportunity to learn at their own pace."
Amrah paused again, looking at Michael intensely. "Time is an important factor when it comes to evolution. Despite the mixed blood of their son Cain, Adam and Eve started a new race and multiplied for many generations."
"When you say you colonized Earth, you mean as a race, right?" An awesome concept had just crept into Michael's mind.
"Yes, I mean us, the Blue Angels, including each member of my present crew."
"But... How long ago was this?"
"About twenty five thousand years."
"What? You're kidding me! How old are you?" Michael felt his jaw open.
"Too old to count and too young to care. Among us, age is quite irrelevant." Amrah looked as cool as ever.
"By golly... I can see that. I wish... Do you ever die? Don't you get sick? Don't you get tired of living?" The thought boggled the mind. Michael felt suddenly warm.
"Our bodies are sustained by light, channelled through our minds," Amrah continued in his melodic voice. "They do not degenerate as long as our will to live remains strong. When a body gets destroyed by accident, the mind seeks a new body to give life to. We keep a few spares for that
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