Angels and Demons

Me: Ok everyone hear is the last chapter today for Angels and Demon's
Hikari shadowcat: Hope you all like this one too
Me: Anyways enjoy and don't forget to review
Character information on who's appeared so far.
Bakura: Hassassin, killer, etc....
Solomon Mutou: The dead physicist
Arthur Hawkins: The leader of CERN, also a physicist
Yami Motou: A Symbologist, teacher, one of the main characters
????: Dark character, leader of the brotherhood, Janus
Rex Raptor: The airplane pilot, driver, escourt
Espa Roba: Sentry
Maximillion Pegasus: Inventor and Physicists at CERN
Tea Gardner: Prostitute, sex slave for the Hassassin
(OTHERS WILL APPEAR LATER IN FURTHER CHAPTERS.)
Hikari shadowcat: Anyways rated R for Yaoi between YxYY and then close to a rape scene with YxB, death, murder, etc..... also I forgot to mention earlier Yugi's gonna be little different then normally the same goes for anyone else I add to the story.
Me: anyways we don't own YuGiOh or the book Angels and Demons by: Dan Brown we only borrow them to write are stories so no sueing so enjoy and remember to review.

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Chapter 11
"Satanic?" Hawkin wiped his mouth and shifted uncomfortably. "This is the symbol of a satanic cult?"
Motou quickly explained how most people uredured satanic cults as devil-worshiping fiends, and yet satanists historically were educated men who stood as adversaries to the church. Shaitan. The rumors of Satanic black magic animal sacrifies and pentagram ritual were nothing but lies spread by the church as a smear campaign against their adversaries. Over time, opponents of the church, wanting to emulate the Illuminati, began believing the lies and acting them out. Thus, modern satanism was born.
Hawkin grunted abruptly."This is all ancient history. I want to know how this symbol got here."
Motou took a deep breath. "This symbol itself was created by an anonymous sixteenth-century Illuminati artist as a tribute to Galileo's love of symmetry--a kind of sacred Illuminati logo. The brotherhood kept the design secret, allegedly planning to resurface and carry out their final goal."
Hawkin looked unsettled. "So this symbol means the Illuminati brotherhood is resurfacing?"
Motou frowned "That would be impossible. There is one chapter of Illuminati history that I have not yet explained."
Hawkin's voice intensified. "Enlighten me."
Motou rubbed his palms together, mentally sorting through the hundreds of documents he'd read or written on the Illuminati. "The Illuminati were survivors," he explained. "when they fled Rome, they traveled across Europe looking for a safe secret society...a brotherhood of wealthy Bavarian stone craftsmen called the Freemasons."
Hawkin looked startled. "The Masons?"
Motou nodded, not at all surprised that Hawkin had heard of the group. The brotherhood of the Masons currently had over Five million members worldwide, half of them residing in the United States, and over one million of them in Europe.
"Certainly the Masons are not satanic." Hawkin declared, sounding skeptical.
Motou drew a cold breath before racing on. "Obliteration of Catholicism was the Illuminati's central convenant. The brotherhood held that the superstitous dogma spewed forth by the church was mankind's greatest enemy. They feared that if religion continued to promote pious myth as absolute fact, scientific progress would hault, and mankind would be doomed to an ignorant future of senseless holy wars."
"Much like we see today."
Motou frowned. Hawkin was right. Holy wars were still making headlines. My god is better than your god. It seemed there was always close correlation between true believers and high body covnts.
"Go on," Hawkin said.
Motou gathered his thoughts and continued. "The Illuminati grew more powerful in Europe and set their sights on America, a fledgling goverment many of whose leaders were Masons---George Washington, Ben Franklin---honest, God fearing men who were unaware of the Illuminati stronghold on the Masons. The Illuminati took advantage of the infiltration and helped found banks, universites and industry to finance their ultimate quest." Motou paused. "The creation of a single unified world state---a kind of secular New World Order."
Hawkin did not move.
"A New World Order," Motou repeated, "based on scientific enlightenment. They called it their Luciferian Doctrine. The church claimed Lucifer was a reference to the devil, but the brotherhood insisted Lucifer was intended in its literal Latin meaning--bringer of light. or Illuminati."
Hawkin sighed, and his voice grew suddenly solemn. "Mr.Motou, please sit down."
Motou sat tentatively on a frost-covered chair.
Hawkin moved his wheelchair closer. "I am not sure I understand everything you have told me, but I do understand this. Solomon Mutou was one of CERN's greatest assets. He was also a friend. I need you to help me locate the Illuminati."
Motou didn't know how to respond. "Locate the Illuminati?" He's kidding right? "I'm afarid, sir, that will be utterly impossible."
Hawkin's brow creased. "What do you mean? You won't---"
"Mr. Hawkin." Motou leaned toward his host, uncertain how to make him understand what he was about to say. "I did not finish my story. Despite appearances, it is extremely unlikely that this brand was put here by the Illuminati. There has been no evidence of their existence for over half a century, and most scholars agress the Illuminati have been defunct for many years."
The words hit silence. Hawkin stared throught the fog with a look somewhere between stupefaction and anger. "How the hell can you tell me this group is extinct when their name is seared into this man!"
Motou had been asking himself that question all morning. The appearance of the Illuminati ambigram was astonishing. Symbologists worldwide woould be dazzled. And yet, the academic in Motou understtod that the brand's reemergence proved absolutely nothing about the Illuminati.
"Symbols," Motou said, "in no way confirm the presence of their original creators."
"What is that suppose to mean?"
"It means that when organized philosophies like the Illuminati go out of existence, their symbols remain....available for adoption by other groups. It's called transference. It's very common in symbologu. The Nazi's took the swastika from the Hindus, the Christians adopted the cruciform from Egyptians, the----"
"This morning," Hawkin challenged, "when I typed the word 'Illuminati' into the computer, it returned thousands of current references. Apparently alot of people think this group is still active."
"Conspiracy buffs," Motou replied. He had always been annoyed by the plethora of conspiracy theories that circulated in modern pop culture. The media craved apocalyptic headlines, and self-proclaimed "cult specialists" were still cashing in on Millennium hype with fabricated sotries that the Illuminati were alive and well and organizing their New world order. Recently the New York Times had reported the eerie Masonic ties of countless famous men-- Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, the Duke of Kent, Peter Sellers, Iruing Berlin, Prince Philips, Louis Armstrong, as well as a pantheon of well-known modern-day industrialists and banking magnates.
Hawkin pointed angrily at Mutou's body. "Considering the evidence, I would say perhaps the conspiracy buffs are correct."
"I realize how it appears," Motou said as diplomatically as he could. "And yet a far more plausible explanation is that some other organization has taken control of the Illuminati brand and is using it for their own purposes."
"What purposes? What does this murder prove?"
Good question, Motou thought. He also was having trouble imaging where anyone could have turned up the Illuminati brand after 400 years. "All I can tell you is that even if the Illuminati were still active today, they would never be involved in Solomon Mutou's death."
"No?"
"No, The Illuminati may have believed in the abolition of Christianity, but they wielded their power through political acts. Further more, the Illuminati had a strict code of morality reguarding who they saw as enemies. They held men of science in the highest reguard. There is no way they could have murdered a fellow scientist like Solomon Mutou."
Hawkin's eyes turned to ice. "Perhaps I failed to mention that Solomon Mutou was anything but an ordinary scientist."
Motou exhaled patiently. "Mr.Hawkin, I'm sure Solomon Mutou was brillant in many ways, but the fact remains---"
Without warning, Hawkin spun in his wheelchair and accelerated out of the living room, leaving a wake of swirling mist as he disappeared down a hallway.
For the love of God, Motou groaned. He followed. Hawkin was waiting for him in a small alcove at the end of the hallway.
"This is Solomon's study," Hawkin said, motioning to the sliding door. "Perhaps when you see it you'll understand things differently." with an awkward grunt, Hawkin heaved and the door slid open.
Motou peered into the study and immediately felt his skin crawl. Holy mother of Jesus, he said to himself

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Me:Ok this is it for now until I write again