The Golden Trident

jumping here and there startling  some bats, Alex listened curiously as he avoided the traps on the ground.

"What do you mean different?"

\\' After successfully circulating spiritual energy in your whole body, I have also become more powerful master. I can now access some servers and private networks that were previously beyond my reach. Owing to this, I have hacked into the only device with the Americans that can access the internet. There is a complicated number of relay servers to mask the source of the information the man masquerading as agent Lewis Kekoa is getting. '//

"What kind of information and from whom.?"

\\' Master, I can only say that the source is a huge cruise ship in the coast of Santorini , Greece. As of the identity of the sender, I am yet to find out. '//

\\' Master, I just found out that these people are referring to the detective as 'The Twin' when communicating to him, mostly about you and I. After looking at some hardly accessible archives under the alias 'The Twins' , I have found out that this person is a cruel murderer who has seen the end of the lives of men, women and children alike, guilty and innocent alike. These people have a way of waking him up through an optical illusory image or a coded music. When he is not awake, his other dominant self who is agent Lewis Kekoa, known for his meritorious service to mankind, is usually awake. '//

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Alex was astonished. 

"They sent such a person after me? Sheba. I know you can do it. Find out about these people. If anyone dares to come after me, I won't be polite to them at all."

Alex said as a he jumped from the cave entrance, catching some vines and roots, climbing diagonally away from the people above. He wanted to approach them from the jungle, to reduce the chances of anyone discovering the caves.

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Santorini Island, Greece.

In the famous island of Santorini, south of Athens in Greece, a large white cruise called 'Trident of Poseidon' would be mistaken for a small coastal city. It cruised bathed in the morning Greece sun, without a hurry in the world. A huge naked mythical god holding a trident on his right hand was painted on the ship's side,  performing water magic. Or so it seems.

The cruise ship was a recent cause of debates online, after it was announced that it cost a whooping 2.5 Billion dollars. With more than half a kilometer height, 400 meters long and 70 meters wide, the ship can comfortably host more than ten thousand people. 

In the thirteenth floor of the Trident Of Poseidon, a huge conference room was dead silent. On the huge projected image in front, there was a high definition video of a fast flying footage, an aerial view of an island in the distance, as it drew closer at astonishing speed.

Around the round sandalwood conference table, thirteen men twelve of whom were  clad in gray suits of the same model and make sat silently, watching the footage.

Finally, passing over a black helicopter flying low, hovering on the sea surface behind a small island, the  fast flying machine came to much larger island. The object continued flying following a small river that drained into the sea, quickly reaching a huge waterfall.

Changing the image from the waterfall, a group of black men with guns could be seen as they lowered their guns. It seemed they were pointing the guns at two men with mottled green cloaks, among whom one had another injured man on his shoulder, seemingly unconscious.

There was a suited man closer to the three men, hands in his pockets, as he looked at the three smiling.

"You can leave now. C'mon."

The suited man highlighted with a red glow on the projected footage said.

"Thank you. We will not forget your benevolence. "

The two cloaked men said, turning to run along the edge of the cliff, the pool of the waterfall down below.

At the head of the center of the round table was a bigger chair, and on it sat an Asian man in his late fifties. He did not wear gray suits like the rest, but a white traditional Chinese long tang suit. He had a golden cane with a dragon opening its mouth, its body and tail intertwining the cane in a majestic way.

When this old man saw the shadow rangers were excused and could leave, he smiled knowingly.

Sitting almost perpendicularly opposite this old man was none other than Dominic Dawson , the current president of the United States of America. 

Among the people sited here , his authority and power was probably among the last if not the last. There were great people of influence, some billionaires in the top of richest people in the world, others being heads of states like himself or owning top pharmaceuticals in the world. Generally speaking, any one of the men sitting here can declare the fall of a third world country within months if they so wished.

As of the old fairy like man whom they thought was almost sixty years old, not only do they not know his origin, but his age is also more than twice what they thought. He was their boss, the leader of the 'Golden Trident', and the Trident of Poseidon is the ship they built as their headquarters. 

All the staff and more than half of the guests at any given time are lackeys and ponies of the Golden Trident, and this could be arguably the most powerful non governmental organization in the world.

To say that most of the decisions that run the world are made by these people you would not be wrong.

At this time, in the Daram island, Sheba had just informed Alex of an incoming drone that was armed, and was sending a signal back to the cruise ship in Greek waters through many masking servers. Sheba had accessed the servers before which were surprisingly worse than those at the Manila US embassy.

After Alex got spiritual energy, Sheba can automatically hack any device or communication frequency within half a kilometer. She had accessed the armed drone, as Alex run towards the parties that had just made peace. Sheba projected the footage of the drone in his mind, and he could see and here them clearly. 

Just as the two shadow rangers of the Black Rose cartel were a few meters away, Diego and Joe, the black belt experts specializing in speed and killing techniques heightened their guard. 

They had just been pardoned and were told they could leave. However, looking at the sly look and smile on the suited guy, and the fact that he made no effort to hide his killing intent , they knew it could not be that simple.

At the same time, Alex Cruz who was rushing over quietly, Samson Graham the ambassador and the thirteen men in the Trident of Poseidon, they all had the same thought. 

Only the few agents were in the dark and thought the shadow rangers were okay to leave.

The thirteen men looked in anticipation of a little entertainment, as one of their most effective lackey, 'The Twins' whom they have reared for years was about to shoot.

Without a warning, 'The Twins' shot like an arrow towards the two shadow rangers, forming a claw with his right hand, a small mist forming on it. The two shadow rangers , being black belt warriors and experienced killers who had practiced their reaction speed for a long time reacted with lightning speed.

An injured young man was flung into the air, as he shuttled towards the huge pool of water in the river hundreds of meters below.

At the same time, Joe produced two dark carved twin blades, as Diego shot almost a dozen dark darts with lightning speed.

The thirteen men watched anxiously but knowing what the results would be.

Just when the shadow rangers attack was about to collide with The Twins's , the screen went dark in front of the thirteen men, catching everyone by surprise.

Right after that, like credits of a movie after its ending, bold words in English started rising reading,

" Hope you had some fun and you enjoyed. Stay away from us . Enjoy your time well and don't leave without tasting some 'Moussaka and Kopania'. They are the best in Santorini."

When the group of men saw this message that kept on bouncing on the screen after hitting each edge of the screen, everyone stood up dripping a cold sweat, even the old man in a flowing tang suit.