I heard his words eerily echo
Chithula's. “Why do you care?"
"I do not,” Jared stated clearly. “I care about you. This ill-advised loyalty to the Syndicate, I see...” He ran his finger over his lips. “I see that this is important to you. So it has become important to me." "All right.” I took his words carefully. Not everything here was as it seemed, but his explanation made more sense than others I had heard. “Who is trying to subvert Brimstone?" "Operatives within the government,” Jared answered. I felt the tale take a big turn towardThe X-Files . “You meanthe United States Government?" Jared nodded. “They want control of the Syndicate. For too long, Brimstone has been acting like a shadow government for Inhumans. The United States Government simply wants what it feels should be rightfully theirs, and they are in the beginning stages of a full coup." It didn't make sense. “Why?"
"The whole coup can be boiled down to one of the oldest motives in the book.” Jared frowned. “Control. The government has been working for decades to control every action, everythought of the population. This had been in the works for a long, long while, and only now is the time correct." I stared in amazement. “How do you know all of this?" "I observe, my dear,” the Master Vampire answered. “I have been watching this country since before it actually became one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all." "That would make you over two hundred and thirty years old.” I calculated quickly, but I was certain he was actually much older.
Jared nodded. “I have seen it decay from a government by the people, for the people, to a corrupt organization of greed, ambition, and racism. They have slowly become aware of the Syndicate's worldwide operation, and now they want it all." I shook my head. “But the Maryut in the warehouse, how do they fit in?" "They are merely kin to Chithula,” Jared replied. "They're Jinn?” I asked.
"Yes,” Jared replied. “Somehow, there has been some kind of partnership between the Jinn and the government. Details are sketchy,” he apologized. “But we can trace their involvement back to at least the 1950s."
My mouth fell agape. “So the Maryut are really the aliens of abduction mythology?" "Most likely.” Jared nodded.
I sat back in the cushy love seat and considered his words. As frightening as it was, it did seem to make sense. I looked back up at Jared. “But why now?"
"I do not,” Jared stated clearly. “I care about you. This ill-advised loyalty to the Syndicate, I see...” He ran his finger over his lips. “I see that this is important to you. So it has become important to me." "All right.” I took his words carefully. Not everything here was as it seemed, but his explanation made more sense than others I had heard. “Who is trying to subvert Brimstone?" "Operatives within the government,” Jared answered. I felt the tale take a big turn towardThe X-Files . “You meanthe United States Government?" Jared nodded. “They want control of the Syndicate. For too long, Brimstone has been acting like a shadow government for Inhumans. The United States Government simply wants what it feels should be rightfully theirs, and they are in the beginning stages of a full coup." It didn't make sense. “Why?"
"The whole coup can be boiled down to one of the oldest motives in the book.” Jared frowned. “Control. The government has been working for decades to control every action, everythought of the population. This had been in the works for a long, long while, and only now is the time correct." I stared in amazement. “How do you know all of this?" "I observe, my dear,” the Master Vampire answered. “I have been watching this country since before it actually became one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all." "That would make you over two hundred and thirty years old.” I calculated quickly, but I was certain he was actually much older.
Jared nodded. “I have seen it decay from a government by the people, for the people, to a corrupt organization of greed, ambition, and racism. They have slowly become aware of the Syndicate's worldwide operation, and now they want it all." I shook my head. “But the Maryut in the warehouse, how do they fit in?" "They are merely kin to Chithula,” Jared replied. "They're Jinn?” I asked.
"Yes,” Jared replied. “Somehow, there has been some kind of partnership between the Jinn and the government. Details are sketchy,” he apologized. “But we can trace their involvement back to at least the 1950s."
My mouth fell agape. “So the Maryut are really the aliens of abduction mythology?" "Most likely.” Jared nodded.
I sat back in the cushy love seat and considered his words. As frightening as it was, it did seem to make sense. I looked back up at Jared. “But why now?"