Song Of The Annunaki

A sliver of light broke through her dark rage. Black Mesa, a UFO hotspot. Absurd? I have to start somewhere, why not there?
Putting the car into gear, Samura turned onto the highway. The desert was dark, as dark as she could ever remember it. Only a crescent moon hung in the starry black sky. It offered no illumination. The headlights of the slick, black sports car cut through the thick darkness with precision, but only shed light on what was directly in front of them.
She accelerated, picking up velocity. Speeding through the desert, oblivious to danger, her focus was on one thing. Black Mesa. Images of its red rock cliffs rising majestically over the desert floor danced within her mind's eye. But it would be dark now, a place of menacing danger.
Up ahead in the distance it stood, a black shadow spread against the stars. Samura slowed the car to a crawl, looking for a way in, a dirt road, a path.
The beam of her headlights fell on the hard-packed earthen path and she made the turn, easing the car onto the road. It was too dark to see what lay beyond the headlights. All she could do was continue to drive as long as there was road. She brought the car to a halt near the base of the mountain where the road ended abruptly.
Leaving the engine running, she got out and stepped away from the automobile. Turning in a circle, she scanned the skies in all directions. There was nothing, no odd lights, no sounds but those of nocturnal desert creatures, not even an airplane. Nothing but an endless blanket of stars stars whose mysteries had lain hidden from humankind for millenniums.
Arid winds blew through her tangles of black hair, sending the silky strands flying in all directions. Defiantly, she lifted her face to the night sky, her mouth set in grim determination to send out her unspoken words to the dark heavens.
I know you are out there! I want answers now!
Was she crazy?
Could she have finally went over the edge and was even now lost to madness?
How could she justify calling out to the wispy phantom that filled her fantasies?
Close by, she could hear the squeal of bats, the flapping of leathery wings. Standing her ground, her gaze never left the sky.
Again, she sent out her message, stronger and with more force. What story would my DNA say to the governments of this world?
The winds persisted, answering her call with their mournful wails. The idling engine spluttered and died, the strong beam of the headlights dimmed and flickered, but continued to send out weak light. A brilliant flash filled the sky.
A large hand touched her from behind, spinning her around to face his wrath.
The softness of a dream world was not there this time to break her fall. An overlord of humanity, he stood before her in full splendor of the ancients, a force to be reckoned with. This was no misty apparition, though his perfection could have put him in the realm of the divine.
His shimmering gray eyes narrowed in anger. You dare to threaten me?
Samura's heart trembled in terror of this man, this being. His fury surged through the very air between them. She drew on her inner reserve of strength to face him down.
My mother, where is she?