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    War of the Worlds Volume 2, The Nest
    War of the Worlds Volume 2, The Nest
    War of the Worlds Volume 2, The Nest
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    War of the Worlds Volume 2, The Nest

    By John Pirillo

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    Jule Verne and H.G. Wells are just young kids when they first meet in Paris. They become fast friends, sharing
    their tales of adventure as they mature into young men, and their excitement about the vastness of the universe.

    Then one day they notice strange things begin happening. Soldiers march off and never return. There's some kind of
    underwater battle going on in the Channel. Parents march off to war and never send another word back.

    Then one day Wells is attacked by an Invader, a vehicle of some kind that uses a Heat Ray to destroy everything and everyone.

    Soon the two young men are separated by the horrors of a war that is so incredibly impossible that the mind boggles at the
    dimensions and cruelty of it.

    Jules returns in contact with Wells after saving his life with an invention called the Master of the World, which has its own
    Tesla driven String Drive and energy cannons capable of destroying an Invader vessel.

    The two join together to start a team of individuals dedicated to fighting back against the Invaders and taking the war back to them.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJohn Pirillo
    Release dateMar 1, 2014
    ISBN9781310782695
    War of the Worlds Volume 2, The Nest
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    John Pirillo

    The author was born in Washington, Pennsylvannia. He loves animals and birds. Has two pet cockatiels that keep him company while he writes. He has a lovely daughter and a rascally grandson. He is rich in friends that matter and well adjusted to a life of challenges. He writes and draws every day. He loves anything science fiction, fantasy or extremely well written. Same goes for movies and TV. Not married currently, but has an eye and ear open to possibilities. :)

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      War of the Worlds Volume 2, The Nest - John Pirillo

      Preface

      For a long time humanity appeared as if it would disappear off the face of the planet, the Martian War Machines destroyed anything and everything that moved. They were ruthless and cruel as no one could ever have imagined in their wildest dreams. Their experimentation on human beings went far beyond any tales of terror from the World Wars of old. No, they were a race of cold, calculating beings, whose intellect was so remote from the simplest of human feelings and emotions, that the word compassion, kindness, friendship, love and sympathy just didn’t exist.

      Into that world H.G.Wells and Jules Verne forge a friendship that will be tested as no other as they face the War of the Worlds.

      Cover image credit: Mars, Nasa

      WAR OF THE WORLDS

      VOLUME 2: THE NEST

      JOHN PIRILLO

      SMASHWORDS EDITION

      2014

      WAR OF THE WORLDS

      Volume Two: The Nest

      Chapter One: Community

      "The distance that light travels in one second is 299,792,45 meters which if you walked the distance around our planet would take over 7500 times to complete. That’s further than we could travel in one lifetime, no, many.

      "But say, for argument’s sake, that light does not in fact move at all, but rather our consciousness moves from point one to point b and calls that the distance. If light, in fact, as has been conjectured does not move, but is instead present in all locations at exactly the same place and time, no matter what place and time, then one would never have to travel further than a step to move forward or backward in time, or from one place on the planet to another, or from one planet to another. It is like the thread which sews the garment together, so that the collar, the cuff and the waist all fit properly. Where time fits into this equation is that it is only a frame of reference. That is to say that time itself is nothing more than an illusion, which intelligent beings create imaginary boundaries to create imaginary movement, where in fact there is none.

      "The reality of time is the same as Light. Light doesn’t need to travel, because its end point is also its beginning point. Physical light is the direct manifestation of a Greater Light and not its equivalent.

      When humanity finally realizes that there is no time and that they are themselves made of Pure Light, then everyone will have available to them all that is was and will ever be. There will no longer be more wars, famines, disease and struggles between individuals, families, nations and…worlds. There will instead be a brotherhood of man."

      -Quote from the memoirs of Jules Verne and H.G. Wells-

      And so it is dear souls that I once more take charge of the narrative. I fear that if I do not you will gain the advantage of me and rush to the end of this tale before all the characters and situations are unfolded properly, and I should know because I am Jules Verne, Master of the Worlds.

      It all began with me meeting Wells, the son of a prominent British Ambassador. While we may have come from quite opposite cultures, our families had a lot in common…the love of family, friendship and honor. Wells and I hit it off immediately. And what’s so marvelous is that we found out we had so many things in common, especially our wonderful imaginations, which richly populated our fantasies with people who conquered the world, the moon, mysteries and more. Wells loved detective stories and his

      characters were always absolutely amazing in their detail I especially liked his Brit detective who lived with an older doctor in a small flat in London and solved mysteries no one else could. And Wells liked my stories about men who could live in trees, travel to the moon, conquer the world, and transit time to other dimensions.

      Yes, we were both blessed with a treasury of imagination that no greedy person could ever exhaust. And we rightly used it on a daily basis, sharing our tales of daring do and wonder, describing worlds we’d love to travel to, or that we already have in our rich imaginations.

      Neither one of us were much attracted to the ladies in our youth, not even as young adults. Don’t ask me why. We just weren’t wired that way. Maybe it’s because we had so much love in our own homes, we never needed to seek it elsewhere, and once we had come to depend on each other in so many ways with our friendships, we found no desire or urgency to extend that need in the feminine directions. This is not to say that we didn’t respect the opposite…so called more fair sex, but that we just didn’t feel hormonally driven as most other young men of our age were. And now, in retrospect as we both look back, I can see how that perhaps may have saved our lives on more than one occasion. For had we been bound to families during those crucial years, we might not have lived long enough to actually grow with one over the decades as most older men do.

      No Wells and I had a Divine Plan that called for us to be adventurers of the mind, the spirit, and some of the body. And it’s that rare combination of spirit and mind, driven by imagination that allowed us to overcome odds that most other humans in our age group might have caved into.

      As you know had you read the earlier volume written by Wells. Yes, indeed it was he and not I that wrote that one. I was in the middle of a new child born to my lovely Jennifer at the time, and couldn’t spare the time for the authoring necessary for such a long stretch of soul searching and weeding of words.

      Wells, a bachelor now, as then, never found it in his heart to marry anyone. Sometimes I think it is our friendship that has ruined that part of him, for I sense within him a kind of satisfaction that we have such a close bond even after all the years of marriage with my beloved Jennifer. And I would never exclude him from my love and heart for anything, for even if a man might not love another man in the physical so dearly, he can still love him as dearly in the heart, mind and spirit, and so it was with Wells and I. And so it shall ever be, no matter which incarnation we experience across the necklace of time.

      But you are probably wondering what happened after the first battle with the Invaders that took place. So forward, or rather

      backward into what proved to be a very long and painful climb to freedom for many and descent into madness or death for many others.

      I and Wells had many things to ponder after that fateful encounter with the Invaders. Most of it was philosophical at first. The first question being how were we to unite the remaining survivors of the conflict, to find them and then to heal their suffering souls.

      That turned out to be far easier than I would have thought. For news of the victory spread like wildfire and even as I had spread notes across France with my wonderful machine where to find me, news spread further and wider through a network that was so hidden and deep that not even the devious Invaders could corrupt or pervert them.

      So on that day that the first survivors found us, I amazed Wells even further. We stood on the porch introducing ourselves to the bedraggled remainders of humanity. Men, young and old, women, children. People of Europe and later the Americas as well.

      Wells couldn’t understand how so many people could fit into his, though not tiny, still not adequate to the multitudes streaming inside his home. I took him aside when time allowed to explain that I had developed a way of shielding his home from the Invaders’ probes, as well as a unique conduit to our sanctuary. The work was a combination of ideas spawned by Madame Curie and Sir Nicholas Tesla, with a helpful nudge by myself and a buddy I had met at the Louvre, Al Einstein.

      Al was leading the resistance in Germany, as Tesla was in Czechoslovakia and Madame Curie in Russia.

      I led him to the back of the home where the people were going, led by several assistants I had stationed in strategic positions throughout the home. As Wells and I neared the kitchen, Hans, a rather large and intimidating Swiss stepped into view

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