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It is a known fact that King Solomon’s treasure and the Ark disappeared when Nebuchadnezzar II invaded Jerusalem in 586 BC. There are no records of the Ark of the Covenant being taken by the Babylonians. If they took it, they would have made it well known. It would have been written in the history books for all to see. So how did the treasure and the Ark disappear into thin air?

Here is where the actual history is stranger than fiction. In 1909, the Phoenix Gazette published a story about a man named Kincaid who found a large cave. In the article, Kincaid claims that he found statues, and gold artifacts that seemed Egyptian in appearance. Kincaid advised he worked for the Smithsonian and sent some of the artifacts to them. Kincaid disappeared never to be seen again. The Smithsonian claims he didn’t work for them, and they have no knowledge about any cave containing artifacts. However, certain parts of the suspected location are strictly off limits to all hikers. Government signs are posted to this day. Also, Smithsonian records have revealed that Kincaid really did work for them in 1909.
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There is one ancient relic which no one has ever heard about, until now. The Sword of Jerusalem, which was forged from Blessed Damascus steel and the spikes from the cross of Christ. Owned by the Knights Templar it contains the clues to find the lost Ark. 

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Adam through the power of the sword has become the Grand Master of the New Templar Warriors. A group of twenty-four battle hardened retired Marines who have sworn an oath to fight evil for God and country.
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Adam took me to see the sword in his room. He removed a box that was hidden in his room and opened it, taking out an old broadsword. The scabbard looked old. The handle or grip was inlaid with gold and contained embedded rubies. The pummel had a golden cross on it. Holding the sword in both hands he kissed the handle and then pulled the large blade out of its scabbard.

Adam said, “This is the Sword of Jerusalem. A holy relic with power given to it by God. It is forged from blessed Damascus steel and the spikes used on the Cross of Christ which were melted into the steel during the forging process.”

I could only say, “Wow! It’s a beautiful sword.” You could feel the power emanating from this relic. It’s hard to describe the feeling but you knew this sword was special and possibly had powers beyond reason.

We bent over the sword looking closely at finely engraved print on the blade. Pointing at the engraved words Adam said, “This Sword is gifted to the Knights Templar Grand Master by Baldwin the Second, King of Jerusalem. Year of our Lord 1120 A.D.”

“Is that all it says?” I asked.

Adam commented, “This sword contains the clues to find the Templar Treasure which includes the lost Ark of Covenant. Here’s a date … 1124 A.D., Year of Our Lord when the Templars found the treasure.”

Adam began to ramble, telling me a long story, about the Templars history.
“The Knights Templar were founded in 1118 by Hughes de Payen. This occurred after they had a meeting with King Baldwin II, the King of Jerusalem. His older brother was Godfroi de Bouillon who led the crusaders to victory in the Holy Land twenty years earlier.
“The Knights offered themselves as an order that would protect the roadways for pilgrims journeying to Jerusalem. They were given an entire wing of the royal palace for their headquarters. The wing had been built upon the foundations of Solomon’s Temple. They received their name ‘The Knights of the Temple.’ Their real mission was to excavate the tunnels under Solomon’s Temple looking for the treasure.
“In 1129, the Roman Catholic Church endorsed them as Holy Warriors and the protectors of Christendom. The Templars' reputation for bravery was well known. They were not allowed to retreat from battle and were obliged to fight to the death. They were also pledged to secrecy about the workings of the order.”

“That’s very interesting, Adam.”

“Oh, there’s a lot more.”

“Okay. But right now, tell me about the map engraved on the blade?”


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EXCERPT: THE WOMEN OF TOCABAGA SHOW THEIR GRIT.   
Just then Maggie and Lisa came over to the tree and sat down next to me. Sam asked, “Are these your daughters?”

It wasn’t any of his business who they were, and I resented his question. Maggie sitting Indian style, holding her M4 between her crossed legs, replied, “No, we’re his women. Why do you wanna know?”

“Just curious, that’s all. You’re good-looking women wearing some pretty fancy uniforms. Do you know how to use those guns?”

In a sarcastic tone Lisa responded, “Do you wanna find out?”

Maggie said, "Let's just kill him now."
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Daniel jumped in the conversation. “Sam didn’t mean anything. It’s just that you don’t see good looking women dressed in combat gear every day.”

The two men were just about drooling while gawking at the girls. They were beautiful and cute, sitting there holding big guns, with their hair up in pig tails. They didn’t look dangerous, but these guys had no idea.  

I asked in a firm tone, “Ok, what do you really want?”

“Well, we could use some fuel and food supplies. Why don’t we go hunting with you?”

“Sorry, we can’t do that.”

“Why not?” Sam asked, glaring at the girls like a hungry wolf.

I looked at Sam and then at Daniel. “It’s our hunting grounds, that’s why.”

I thought these guys were up to no good. They didn’t want food. They wanted our guns and women. After talking to someone for a few minutes I can smell if their good or bad. My sixth sense was telling me … Danger. 
 
“Ok, then just help us out and tell us where we can get some food, guns, and ammo around here,” Sam said.

Maggie leaned in towards him. “We can’t tell you shit, Mister. We don’t know who the hell you are.”

“We’re just people trying to get along,” Daniel replied.

“No need to get your panties in a knot,” Sam said. “Jack, what do you think?”

I petted Adolf, stood up, and replied, “I think we’ve wasted enough time talking.”

Sam looked up at me and replied, “Now hold on there, we don’t mean you any harm. There’s no need to be afraid of us just because we out number you. I’ll tell you what we’ll do. We’ll pay you in gold for your Hummers’ and some extra for the women. You can keep the pick-up truck.”

I responded, “First of all, we’re not afraid of you, asshole. The second thing is you can’t buy our women.” He made a big mistake offering to buy the girls. Now I knew he was a dirt-bag for sure.

Sam stood up and put his hand on his Bowie knife. Adolf let out a low growl, warning him to watch his step. Maggie and Lisa stood up with their guns in low ready position. Daniel stood up with a disappointed look on his face and threw his hands in the air in disgust.

Sam spoke up. “You know what I think? I think you don’t have any other people. You and your family are just trying to survive like we are. Why don’t you join us and share what you have? A big group like ours is safer for the women.”

I quickly racked a round into my M4 and flipped off the safety. “Talking is over now.”

Sam and Daniel both looked at me. I saw Sam starting to reach behind his back. I pointed my M4 at him and said, “You’ll be dead before you get that gun out.”

Sam replied, “All I gotta do is yell for help and my men will gun you down.”

“You stupid piece of shit, you do that and you’re dead. I won’t hesitate to kill you both. Put your hands up!”

“I don’t think you have the guts to do that.”

Maggie laughed and said, “Don’t bet your life on that fat boy,” as she rammed her gun barrel into his fat belly knocking the wind out of him. “Jack, let me kill him.”