The following transmission was intercepted by the Russian Typhoon class nuclear submarine “Leningrad” shortly before its
departure for deeper waters as Hurricane Madeline approached Cabo Diablo.                                      
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To : Office of Royal Naval affairs –Vice admiral Winston Rhyes Worrithington –acting commander of joint MI
6-Royal Navy
task force concerning homeland waterway security.

From: M1
6 Agent Nigel Sparks-007.- Sir- I regret not checking in at the scheduled time but I got rather caught up in the
“intrigue” occurring on this island. I was able to get this recently recorded conversation (recorded only minutes ago ) between
the major players on the island including of course Elvis Mellon, Smoky,  Mr. X, Colonel T.P Sommo , C.I.A Agent McKinley
, The US Navy attaché- Commander Bryce – He’s just been assigned here- he reminds me of that American actor- Morgan
Freeman –he’s by the book and takes no crap from anyone and  looks at Elvis and his crew like their side show freaks but  he’
s starting to soften a little, Its hard not to like Elvis and the cat and the rest of the crew. Hell even the spider is a decent sort
when he stops complaining. They were scrambling to prepare for Hurricane Madeline. I was with them as they walked the
perimeter of the main compound near the nuclear reactor and the research laboratories and the military and private sector
personnel barracks and X’s office nears the beach.  The winds were already whipping up and the surf was high and violent.

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( Elvis Mellon, Smoky, Colonel T.P Sommo, 13,  X,  MI
6- Agent Nigel Sparks, C.I.A Agent Dirk McKinley, U.S Navy
attaché- Commander Bryce, Doctor Sax, Grond, Zik- in back-    on a walking tour- some-drinks in hand- watching island
personnel running to and fro- preparing for storm. )


(Sound of wind and pounding surf)

X-
“Are you sure this God dammed force field will protect us from the brunt of the storm? This baby is a category 5!!”

Smoky- “It held last time didn’t it?!  Its not just Galactic alliance technology- ITS ASCENDANT technology- courtesy of
Virgil!! Nothing blew away or flooded last time right?!!”

X- “No  - But if its so God dammed almighty and perfect how come that “Thing” got through it and ate my men last time??!!”

Smoky- “Oh -…well we had it set to protect us from flooding and killer winds….NOT MONSTERS….it just needs some
tweaking…we will get Virgil down here.”

Elvis Mellon -  ( Speaking into silver watch ) “Hey Virg. Can you pop down a minute?”

-        ( sound of charming British voice – much like Terry Thomas – late British comedian/actor  of 1940’s- 50’s-60’s fame-)
“Yes of course dear boy.”

Nigel Sparks- “Is he a fellow Brit?”

Elvis Mellon – (chuckling-) “He is about as British as ZIK!”

Zik-
“Cheerio”

Grond- “ME LIKE CHEERIOS!!!”

Doctor Sax. – (Sighing- head down…) “Gronddddddddd!........”

Smoky – “Virgil is for all intensive purposes a sentient being – of artificial intelligence-housed in a vast super computer that
runs Elvis’s star ship the Visigoth. “He” has the knowledge and experience programmed into him of his creator- “Ovid” also a
sentient being of artificial intelligence – but over a million years old and created by an advanced race of super evolved beings
who many refer to as the “Ascended or “Ascendant –NOT to be confused with  that tv show…..Ovid and Virgil are the
“Cybernetic children of the Ascendant” and can project themselves into holographic form and assume any identify or life form
they wish and they are both very fond of appearing as old time movie and film stars they read from Elvis’s mind.”

X- “ Holy shit! - That’s a mouthful!!”

Nigel Sparks- “Wow- So this…..Virgil is like some alien computer being like Landru in that old Star Trek episode!”

Elvis Mellon -“Return of the Archons!! I loved that episode- “YOU ARE NOT OF THE  BODY!”

Smoky- “Oh JEEEEEZE-here we go…….”

Colonel T.P Sommo - “Yeah I loved when they had the festival! FESTIVAL!! FESTIVAL!!” YOU ARE NOT OF THE
BODY!!”

(Elvis, The Colonel, 13 and Zik- all shouting -) “FESTIVAL, FESTIVAL!!!”

Commander Bryce- “WOULD YOU GOD DAM CLOWNS CUT THE CRAP AND ACT LIKE ADULTS AND
LETS GET DOWN TO BUSINESS??!!!!”

X- “Commander may I remind you that your President gave orders that you and all United States military personnel are to
obey myself and Elvis and his associates as if THEY were your commander and chief.-  Elvis here has full autonomy. You and
your men and all the other people here- private sector, MINE- yours- the rest- are here to SERVE him and his crew and
myself.”

Commander Bryce-  “Well……( glaring at Elvis Mellon ) “What kind of advanced Galactic super power sends HIM – and this
Motley crew to defend and advise us on hostile extratestrial invasion??!!”

Elvis Mellon- “Hey I am right here you know! Don’t talk about me like I am NOT here! For YOUR information
Commodore
(Bryce interrupts- ) “COMMANDER!!” -   “What ever- Commando- Commander Cody-  ( Bryce- )
“BRYCE!!!”
-  “Yeah- O.K  Brinks…..I will have you know I have saved the Galactic alliances collective ass more then once-
tell em Smoke.”

Smoky- “He’s right Commander- you may not approve of the frequent alcohol consumption and irreverence towards military
protocol and  seemingly lackadaisical attitude Elvis and his crew exhibit-  but in matters of hostile extratestrial activities and
invasions HE AND THEY -MEANING -WE - KICK ASS!!”

Commander Bryce _ (rubbing eyes and shaking his head ) “Jesus-  I am getting lectured by a F%^&ing   CAT! Alright,
Alright!! Fine-   But if I catch any of MY U.S Naval personnel doing beer bongs or playing quarters with you guys I am
putting them on report!!”

(laughter….Bryce cracking a smile……)

( SOUND OF WINDS GETTING LOUDER- WHISTLING THROUGH THE PALMS – DISTANT THUNDER-  )

X-
“So wheres MR SUPER COMPUTER?”

( FLASH OF WHITE LIGHT- Figure appears out of light- Looking like the late comedian/actor Terry Thomas with white
dinner jacket and black tie and looking like he just stepped out of Monte Carlo )

Virgil-
“Right here Mr. X- Pleased to meet you- Men, Commander- Agents- Uhh..13, Grond, Zik, Smoky”

( chorus ) “Virgil”

X- “Holy shit- so you’re a computer? ..Holo- what ever? You look so real!!-  Why Terry Thomas?”

Virgil- ( Virgil morphs into Jack Nicholson –speaks like him-) “Well X...I  CAN BE  ANYONE OR ANYTHING I WANT
TO BE!!  After spending so much time with –
( gestures to Elvis ) this numbskull- and reading his thoughts- I found myself-
liking to try on different characters- personalities- Human minds are fascinating- they can be so frivolous and creative and
think of things that have no practicality or bearing on anything…but somehow bring joy and laughter.”

(  Virgil morphs back into Terry Thomas )

Zik- “That’s profound…I have goose bumps!.”

Colonel T.P Sommo - "YOU CANT GET GOOSE BUMPS YOU MORON!!"

Zik "Well I feel like I do!!"

Dirk McKinley-  “So you were built by another alien super computer-millions of years old?!”

Virgil-  ( smiling – Terry  Thomas’s gap toothed smile and nodding ) “Indeed dear boy- I guess you could say Ovid is my
“Father” and he is indeed ancient- and to your standards- “ALIEN” Now about that shield”  

( The group has stopped in front of X’s office looking out at the pounding surf and gathering storm clouds and personnel busy
with last minute preparations.)

X-
“Will your force field-shield-  keep us all safe and keep any beasties from getting into the compound and eating our
personnel or refugee’s?!”

Virgil “Well….. Heres the thing……Under any other circumstances I would be able to tell you-  YES- with out a doubt.
However….due to the strange nature of this space/time continuum- this vortex-and its somehow connecting to worm holes and
space/time anomalies all over this Universe and others……….I cannot with certainty guarantee that WONT happen.”

Commander Bryce- “What kind of advance intergalactic –alien super computer being are you anyway??!!”

Virgil- “AN HONEST ONE….Millions of years experience and  advancement and superior technology does not make us
infallible- I can guarantee that this Hurricane wont effect your people or the island itself or wildlife and the craft in the
immediate vicinity but the Vortex is a “Wild card” – it’s the “random element” in the mix.”

Doctor Sax- “Just keep everyone in their barracks and mess hall and the clubhouse and double the guard and keep the
Chubacabras on high alert.”

Grond- “ME STAY IN MESS HALL!!”

13- ( in squeaky voice ) “ME TOO!!”

Elvis Mellon- “We better stay in the clubhouse at the bar and make sure everything is safe.”

Colonel T.P Sommo- “I second that motion- we wouldn’t want anything to happen to that collection of shot glass’s from
around the world.”

Smoky- “Before you are pulled in that direction like a moth to a flame- The commander here told me the Captain of the
Jimmy Carter sent an intercepted Draco transmission to Majestic 12 for decoding and we got it back.”  
( Cat nods as
Commander Bryce pulls a document from the folder he’s been carrying under his arm and he bends slightly and holds it face
level with Smoky –who gives it a quick scan- )

Smoky-  ( Looking up at Elvis ) “That cry baby Annnnnnngggggssssssst   hates our guts and he’s all pissed off that we blew up
his super structure and their waiting for replacements  and their morale is really low…OH and they suspect that Zor is on the
ship.”

Elvis Mellon- “GOOD!! F#$% that rotten son of a bitch!!  Their just mad because they cant enjoy good music!! I bet its really
sticking in their craw that I ended up making friends with their emperor and getting him and his Dad to join our crew!! Let
that A-hole stew for awhile!! ”

Nigel Sparks-“Good show old man- the Bloody emperor of all the reptilians?!”

Elvis Mellon-  (  Taking flask from jacket- taking pull off it then passing it on..)           The very one! I was already friends with
his sister but YUP- now  Ol’   Zor and his pops- Rex are guests of the galactic confederation and aboard our ship. They will
probably beam down after the storm.”

Commander Bryce- “Your bringing those things down here!?”

“Elvis Mellon- “THEY ARE NOT THINGS! THEY are living breathing people like you and I that happened to have
evolved up from like Velociraptors like –or crocodile like reptiles on their home world- and I may have hated Zor for years
but we learned to like tolerate each other and now that he’s turned over a new leaf…..he’s not so bad…..and who better next to
the Doc. Here to interrogate Draco and Gray prisoners?”

Zik-  “Just don’t play poker with Zor- he cheats!”

X- “THAT HURRICANE IS GETTING CLOSER- (turning to Virgil ) “Can you at least stick around and help us if
anything happens?”

Virgil- “Certainly my good man- the Visigoth and her full resources and mine are at your disposal.”

( Low rumbling sound like thunder- shakes the ground...)

Elvis Mellon – (waving hands in front of his face and looking at Grond) –
“SPEAKING OF DISPOSALS….Grond? DID
YOU JUST FART AGAIN?”

Grond- (looking embarrassed) –“ME try and make S.B.D!!  Thought Hurricane wind make go away!! ME sorry!”   (Elvis
Mellon and Smoky looking at each other …..)

Elvis Mellon- “Hey wait a minute....I think I may have an idea…..Smoky- take down what I say….Grond…I hope you’re
hungry?”

Grond-   “ME ALWAYS HUNGRY!!”

Elvis Mellon – “ GOOD MAN !! Gentlemen I think we have found our weapon against any thing the vortex can throw at us!!
- lets adjourn to the mess hall on our way to the bar-  Virgil-can you beam down  several 50 gallon drums of your best extra
hot chili – and several crates of broccoli and cauliflower and cabbage- steamed with lots of cheddar cheese melted on it and  
we need  some water proof lighters and strike anywhere matchs…..”

Smoky- “I am beginning to feel sorry for any sea monsters or space monsters that crawl onto the island tonight……”

END OF TRANSMISSION.
DIRECTORY-MENU
MORE CABO DIABLO TO COME!
ONE OF  X'S MEN OUT DURING  HURRICANE
HURICANE MADELINE  POUNDING CABO DIABLO
HURRICANE  MADELINE OVER CABO DIABLO
AND BERMUDA TRIANGLE
BELOW MIDDLE- TWO STRANGE
CREATURES THAT WASHED UP FROM
VORTEX AND HURRICANE  
THESE TWO "NUTS" CLAIM TO BE FROM AN ALTENATE
FUTURE...(yeah..HELLO..!"
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