About the Book
Starting April 28th, Ibrahim Unites will be available as a paperback through CreateSpace print on demand services (order through Amazon). You will be able to purchase it also on Barnes and Noble, Books a Million, and Powell's books as well.
“Open your eyes and believe”: ZION RIVERS, an international man of action and the last ALLUNDAE GRANDMASTER, is a member of an ALIEN race that came to earth over 20,000 years ago. He searches for the remnants of his kind, to halt a growing EVIL in the guise of cult leader LANDEN MUELLER (an Allundae of lesser stock known as the SANGANESE). Mueller has developed a cult following numbering in the tens of thousands and seeks to corrupt mankind by replacing established religions with his own perversion. He is allied with an ancient enemy of the Allundae, the FICAR EGO, from the planet MAKUWE in the CYGNUS star system. SWORN ENEMIES of the Allundae who now seek to colonize earth.
Mueller is clever in hiding his crimes and even more devious in assigning dark deeds to underlings. Zion has chased him down for decades and now has this elusive serial killer cornered. But he cannot defeat him alone. Powerful and resourceful in his own right, Zion enlists the help of another. RAHEEM FLOROS a racially ambiguous man, a veteran, capable researcher and single parent suffering from PTSD; who just so happens to be afraid of the dark. An unlikely pairing, but Zion requires his assistance. Raheem is the key to the last battle and does not know it.
Raheem is putting his youngest daughter to bed after reading some of her favorite stories about some fictitious heroic beings called The Dragon Warriors. These stories have been in his family for decades. “Papa, are there no more DRAGON WARRIORS?” she asks, and he smiles and assures her that somewhere somehow there is one. Raheem ponders her thoughts and for the first time in his life, he proceeds to research these stories. The tales of miraculous feats of valor are from the three most current wars, Vietnam, Korea, and World War II.
Hours pass and he eventually falls asleep, the PTSD comes to him in his dreams, and leaves him screaming and in a pool of sweat. His daughters know the only way through this is to wake him, and then hold him tight. Tonight though, there is another reason. The youngest had her first period and needed feminine napkins. So off into the night he goes and to his destiny.
Raheem fears the night because of the pain it brings to his eyes. The pain is normal for others of his kind, but because of his need to resist the transition, his eyes hurt. He takes five more steps before stopping, and then a reassuring touch from a stranger who ironically seems familiar. “Accept it and let the transition occur it will cure your ills.” He says, and then steps into the shadows, revealing his very own eyes. Large orbs befitting a very large bird of prey and not a human look back at Raheem. Raheem feels comfort in the stranger’s eyes. “Come we have much to discuss and work that requires doing.” Zion says.
Over the next 72 hours, Zion explains RAHEEM’s long and complicated lineage as the last pure blood descendant of IBRAHIM, an ALLUNDAE patriarch from the CRUSADES. The skeptical Raheem learns of IBRAHIM and others in his line from the KINGS of KUSH to SPARTA, and many others. ZION refreshes his memory of things taught to him long ago that are fighting techniques and enlightens him on the UNIVERSAL CONSCIOUSNESS which enables an ALLUNDAE to motivate and inspire others to heroic deeds. Training is not complete, but a plan emerges.
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About the Author
When I was much younger, my father told great tales of heroes and villains all throughout my youth. The stories resonated with me as I began to write my own at age 11. It never occurred to me to share any of the hundreds of stories in my head with anyone other than my comic art instructor Mr. Charles Ferguson at the HS of Art and Design. That is until 2011. My daughters have always been intrigued by the stories I would share of my youth, and asked if I would ever write them down? I decided this was a good idea, so in March of 2011 I began to write; I haven’t stopped.