This chapter is far from complete.  I've been spending most of my time in
the last couple of weeks working on a new book which, believe it or not, is
a Christian romance novel.  You might be surprised over that one.  Anyhow,
you have already read the prolog to this story.  You know, the old man
sleeping in the barn?  Well, this begins chapter one.

Phil.

                            CHAPTER 1


                        THE BIRTH OF SUNS





The bomber made little noise as it taxied to the end of the
runway.  It waited for less than 2 minutes before it began its
launch.  Long before the end of the 10,000 foot runway, the top
secret bomber left the Missouri runway and was aloft.  The 4 crew
members did nothing but watch their instruments.  The onboard
computers did everything.  The G forces increased as the craft
made altitude and the 3 men and 1 woman were pressed back into
their seats, their suits compensating for the pressure, as the
plane climbed nearly vertical until it reached the 80,000 foot
cruising altitude.  Once the jet craft leveled out, and only then
did the computers increase flight speed.  Within seconds, they
were flying over 7,500 miles an hour.  The sun came up behind
them as they flue the strategic route.  From this altitude, they
could view the curvature of the earth.

     In less than 2 hours, the computers reported they were
approaching the target.  Another 10 minutes and the nuclear GPS
guided bombs would release.

     Suddenly a beeping sound was heard in all the ear pieces of
the crew.  A computerized voice spoke.  "Multiple missile
launch," followed by location, direction, speed, type of weapon,
and minutes to impact.  No one made any move nor seemed to be the
least bit concerned about the computer warning.  The plane tilted
to the vertical again.  The computer voice said, "Climbing to
115,000 feet.  Targets eight.  Tracking.  Jamming in progress.
Jamming complete.  All targets eliminated at 10 thousand.  No
further threats at this time."

     "They hardly got off the ground," one of the computer pilots
said in her open microphone built into her helmet without
realizing it.

     At the 115,000 foot level, the plane arched and again
leveled.  "No Missile tracking at this time."  Maintaining
altitude."  The super secret plane had been reported as a UFO so
many times, even the public had lost interest.  Nothing flew that
fast on earth.  The plane was capable of jamming and disabling
any other aircraft in the world without firing a single shot.  In
fact, the hyper sonic stealth aircraft wasn't just a plane.  It's
solid fuel rocket engines literally allowed the plane to clear
the atmosphere and circle the globe in earth orbit, traveling at
30,000 miles an hour, making a complete earth orbit circuit in
just under 90 minutes, and literally chart targets, geographical
locations, and from 150 miles, could read a postage stamp laying
on the ground.  Not to mention, of course, launch up to 8 nuclear
tipped missiles of 40 megatons each.

     At the target zone, the 2 nuclear tipped rockets dropped
away from their racks.  The plane banked hard and within seconds
was increasing speed and heading back the way it came.

     The nuclear rockets fell 50,000 feet before their solid fuel
rocket motors ignited.  The GPS mapping in their computers had
been tracking since before they dropped away from the aircraft.
The noses turned, one to the right and the other to the left, and
they began to separate.  Moments later, their noses dropped and
they fell to the vertical.  Although the warheads were 40
megatons, the computers had preset the detonation levels to 10
megatons.  when they descended through 4,000 feet, they exploded.
Twin suns were born.  Anyone within 3,000 miles witnessing the
detonations would experience immediate retinal burn and would
never see again.  The atmospheric gasses expanded to hundreds of
miles an hour within two seconds.  The pressure waves that
blasted downward, struck the earth with such force, sand
instantly vaporized as the super heated gasses touched the
surface.  As the pressure continued to build and expand, the
stems of the mushroom clouds formed as everything in the blast
zone was sucked into the air.  At 15 miles, the mushroom head
began to tumble through the thin air.  Already the deadly
radiation had traveled over a hundred miles.  The sand storm
itself was not only deadly but the radiation killed every living
thing for 200 miles.  The nuclear footprint would be a minimum of
500 miles in diameter.  Nothing in that area would grow for 200
years.  Other than the nomads and a hand full of villages, there
would be no need for anything to grow.  The people, on the other
hand, about 2500 in number, were all literally vaporized.  The
deadly radiation would travel another 500 miles in the hurricane
developed winds before they began to diminish.  Others would die,
too, of course, but they would die a slow death of cancer over
the next two and three years.  The top of the mushroom cloud
reach 20 miles but the secret aircraft had been far over the
horizon long before the warheads even detonated.  Three hours
later, The craft never even experiencing the shock wave, the top
secret bomber landed.  the crew deplaned without ever once
touching their instruments.  The pressurized door hatch cracked
open like an eggshell due to the ice still on the plane from it
extreme altitude flying as they disembarked.

     The president of the United States had been up for several
hours.  He took the call when the planes had reach their target
and when the two bombs, 10 miles apart, detonated.  Furthermore,
he took the call when the crew landed.  He went back to bed then,
and got an hour sleep in before he got up to meat with his
cabinet.

     "I suppose calls have already been coming in from the heads
of state?" the President ask casually.

     "Yes, sir," the communications expert replied.  It would
appear no one in the Middle East has figured out what has
happened as of yet.  The PM of Britain has called, of course, and
a call from the Russian president just came through on the Red
Line before he arrived, Sir.  Just inquiries as to who was
responsible so far."

     Turning to the Secretary of Defense, he said, "Put the word
out, Jake, that I'll make an announcement at noon today."

     "The man to whom the President of the United States had
spoken, wrote on his note pad but said nothing."

     "Jim," the President said looking at the secretary of the
Air Force, "anything new to report?"

     The spy Satellites are back in operation.  Three have
already passed over the area.  There isn't a lot that we can
see."  The Sec Air turned to the communications officer and the
man illuminated the live pictures coming for spy aircraft which
were already circling the air above 100,000 feet and at a safe
distance.

     "As you can see, sir, there is more light than anything
else.  It will be a few hours before things begin to settle.
However, the laser rays have indicated two 500 foot holes at the
blast impact zones."

     "Is that deep enough to reach the underground plants?"

     "We believe the Russians helped them dig the plants a mile
below the surface but the downward pressure wave from both blasts
have already begun earthquakes according to the seismic experts.
The quake will continued for days, perhaps weeks Mr. President,
and since the bombs detonated nearly on top of the fault line,
the underground facilities are history.  They have no launch
capabilities anyway.  The dual plants will crack like an egg,
probably have already, the radiation pollution will literally
destroy life as we know it in the entire southern half of the
country.  The human target was eliminated, too, Mr. President
because he was vacationing in his southern palace when the
rockets detonated.  He certainly won't be making any more threats
on Israel."

     Looking at the Secretary of State, the President said, "Any
other Middle East nations we should be worried about concerning
an attack on Israel?"

     "Per your previous order, Mr. President," the man said
slowly, "the messages were communicated to those considered the
greatest possible risk.  Based upon our space based sat command
center, no one seems to be making any moves we need to worry
about."

     "Live video coming in from the Chinese Premier, Mr.
President, and demanding an immediate explanation, sir," the
communications commander intoned.

     "Ok," the President said.  "Everybody compose yourself.
Video on," the President finished.

     The Premier of China spoke perfect English, fortunately, so
no interpreters were required.  "Hello Premier," the President of
the United States said.  "What can I do for you, sir?"

     "You know very well what this call is about."

     "Premier, I don't recognize your authority.  If you want
what information I am will to give you, I suggest you be polite
upon calling the President of the United States."

     The man on the screen said nothing for a moment and then
spoke.  "As you wish Mr. President."

     "Premier, there is a plot to assassinate you by this time
tomorrow.  We are at Def Con 1 as we speak.  Those who will
attempt to take your life, Mr. Premier, will then attempt to
overthrow by military force, the nation of Israel.  You must know
that the United States will never allow that to happen.  There
are shadow elements of your government who are behind this plan.
Their goal, Mr. Premier, is total global destabilization.  We
have targeted all of your major nuclear bases, Mr. Premier.  If
you are killed, we will destroy your entire nation within 30
minutes.  The free nation of Israel has been notified and they
are on high alert as we speak."

     Nothing was said for long moments.  The President could tell
the Premier of the PRC was conferring with others off screen.
When he spoke, he said, "I will check out your story, Mr.
President, and get back to you."

     "I suggest, Premier, you call in Go Woo chang.  He is not, I
repeat, he is not your enemy.  He does know about this plot
against your life and those involved.  If I later learn that
anything but good has become of Chang, I will personally come
over there and kill you myself," and the President cut the air
with his hand and the screen instantly went black.