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The Last Death
The Last Death
Contents
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Contents......................................................................................2
Prologue: The First Death....................................................................4
Part I: The Kryszmisky Encounter................................................13
Chapter 1: Wrinkles...........................................................................13
Chapter 2: Malfunctions.....................................................................28
Chapter 3: Distress............................................................................47
Chapter 4: Falling..............................................................................73
Part II: Tales of the Dead...........................................................118
Chapter 5: The Zombie.....................................................................118
Chapter 6: Mutiny............................................................................159
Chapter 7: Safety in Truth................................................................198
Chapter 8: Outdated Modalities........................................................234
Chapter 9: Dan's Tale Continued.......................................................249
Chapter 10: Dan Concludes...............................................................263
Chapter 11: Battle of Labyrinth........................................................295
Chapter 12: Tables Turning..............................................................317
Chapter 13: The Time of Love...........................................................322
Part III: The Heart of the Machine..............................................384
Chapter 14: Wayside........................................................................384
Chapter 15: Rogue...........................................................................416
Chapter 16: Trust.............................................................................432
Chapter 17: Strangers......................................................................461
Chapter 18: Brothers........................................................................474
Chapter 19: Journey.........................................................................517
Chapter 20: The Last Story...............................................................542
Chapter 21: Transport......................................................................593
Chapter 22: Stars Fall......................................................................619
Chapter 23: Deaths..........................................................................628
Chapter 24: Many Faces...................................................................648
Chapter 25: Down with the Machine..................................................674
Epilogue: The Last Death...........................................................684
Prologue: The First Death
-Dylan Thomas
thing, but his bare toes hit only the air where the cat had
they have loved well or wished they hadn't bothered? Dan was in
bore him.
truly has a chance to form. Does pain exist without memory? Most
whispering just loud enough that Dan could hear the noise, to
light that was its face. The machine kept hands folded like a
Dan was certain, by magnetic forces inside the floor. Its voice
a voice. The sex was unknowable; much like you couldn't know
off, of course. Or even how the thing flew. Little about the
certain.
knew the guy who had invented the MI, or at least the guy who
had invented the thing which became the MI. The MI was born in
an ingloriously named place called The City, though when Dan was
Dubuque.
floated to his side, its shiny black head globe with a single
glowing white eye was almost level with his head, but just
"Precisely."
"That sock doesn't exist!" Dan tossed his hand up, and then
had little yield. "Socks wear out in two places, the toe and the
heel. You are keeping the same framework, but just replacing a
"Not that you'd know where socks break down, sir," the
robot said, bobbing its head toward the ground, where Dan's bare
"I can't help it, robot. This material! This is the MI's
Dan noticed his furry friend had caught up with them and
"The point is, Mr. Weegan, that your framework is DNA. Your
planet."
Dan said nothing about his memories. Lately, they hadn't
he'd ever known it, the name of that crazy hippie doctor who had
given him the Fultech upgrade. The guy with all the hair and the
Okay, so not everything was gone, but every time Dan woke
Evelyn.
She had suffered the worst of it. He thought about her less
and less these days. He had trouble remembering the color of her
hair and the contour of her hips now. He rarely heard her voice.
subject--here we are."
more difficult. It was possible, Dan had heard, but messy, and
the mind of the cultured clone was underdeveloped, but that was
emotions.
once the mind was successfully recorded, was killed with a high-
fit. Dan had never asked. He was somewhere else by then, who
cares about some dead old body that looked exactly like him?
Dan stepped into the room. The robot waited. The room was
--But that was the sticky point. Was it the last time? Was
all.
surface of its body. The journal was inserted. The slot closed,
of the room.
The robot affixed the straps to his body and the electrodes
to his neck. Dan took a breath, waiting. It never took long. The
Chapter 1: Wrinkles
required the Pilots to pull the ships deep into the twisted
came to time. A little ahead was all right, time would catch up.
The future, it turned out, was unwritten, and stood there like a
blank canvas, waiting for the wave of reality to hit it. In the
past, the wave had already passed and you'd have to jump again
the past and time and memory being slippery things, froze the
people there. They didn't die, didn't age. They just stood
memories.
Navy, the branch of the military that had sworn off Machine
of the MI, they had to rely on other methods to move through the
each other and their Pilots, who in turn always worked in groups
his spine, the first thing he did was check the situation at
that Lyzander was certain they had come out a few minutes ahead
of time.
Lyzander reached his hand in and opened the small box that
but both his fingers and his mind were still in the process of
open, but they were dancing around like a man dreaming with his
skein withdrawal.
NOW SIR.
DEAD SIR.
Lyzander opened his mouth to speak, but his throat could form
littered with bodies. A dead baby's dried husk lying prone, arms
and legs pointed toward the sky, skin wrinkled and leathery.
The baby had been dead, but it had also been moving,
of heat signatures."
The space was filled with a view of Aduous, the main city.
Large white blobs filled the city. The blob was a huge mass of
city of Aduous."
full height. He was not an old man, but old enough to have seen
action. His hair was sliced short for minimal fuss. His sharp
command, asked.
reanimated."
made him appear taller than he was, stood up. "And you guys said
Ioming was tall and her brown hair was kept in a tight
braid. She was serious and always intimidating. Her eyes were
the color of crystal and when she shot someone a look, they
could feel ice on their spine. She shot Hardball such a look
encounter--"
"Too risky," Lyzander fired back. "And don't use that word.
This isn't some fairy tale. This virus is serious bad news.
* * *
caught his breath, winded even though he had moved just a few
feet.
The room was without light of any kind. He felt along the
wall, found the machine unit. Its smooth surface was free of any
controlling features.
Jesus, but he could almost remember it. There had been a jolt,
The door was open enough for him to squeeze out. Instead of
Dan looked back over his shoulder. The door was open a
which he had just laid down on what felt like seconds ago. It
forces.
But that was impossible. The facility hadn't been large, but for
squat trees--
brown, not quite barren desert beyond set among rolling hills.
There had been deserts further south of the facility, but these
desert?
for this. The MI had put him in a stasis field, of course. But
why? And for how long? The power must have given out in the
survey what he could see. Stretching out in the valley below him
Dan shook his head, trying to deny what his eyes were
telling him.
point of his visit had been to survey the life forms of the
Dan pushed away the memory of his job here on the planet.
dissolve into mirage. How long had the MI kept him in stasis?
The trees, the city, the desert--it all pointed to not just
him. For that, he needed to find some people in the city who
Dan stumbled down the hill on bare feet toward the city.
* * *
skeins and how much bubble his mind was getting from the twisted
for a short time, one might even conclude that Paul was a normal
young man with a large, bald head. Another aspect was Sarry, a
any kind ever). Sarry liked to come out when Pilot 6 was
passed the cusp, that point when the error margin dropped below
a cutoff and they knew they would complete the jump, at which
his grief. Deluxe wanted to help the Dark Avenger, but the Dark
Avenger would not let Deluxe get away with anything but killing
Avenger was going to surrender. The man's black trench coat flew
fired. He dove to the side, hearing the buzz saw blade buzz past
ground, rolled, and came up with his hand to his temple, ready
anything.
"Noooo! Avenger!"
saw shots into the roof, and plunged through the X opening he
face the direction he'd seen the Dark Avenger going. He landed
in the tube, and then saw the sign over the door: Mercy Hospital.
level where he would harm innocents, had it? But hadn't this
fight been different than the others? Wasn't this what Deluxe
had been afraid of all along? The possibility had always existed
had always avoided pushing Dark Avenger to extremes. The man was
severing his own arm and nearly killing him, ran through
Deluxe's mind. Avenger now had a bionic arm, and since getting
Dark Avenger's real name. Once, they had been friends. Deluxe
Dark Avenger waited for him. Buzz saw blades flew. Deluxe
ducked, but the blade caught his clothing and his right arm,
digging into the bone and pinning him in three places to the
wall.
Deluxe had carried his friend past the invading robot hoard to
arm and shoulder. "Instead you turned me into this. And ever
since . . ." Dark Avenger held Deluxe's head up level and stared
tube extended from Dark Avenger's mouth toward his own. This had
notice. They were caught in their own thralls. Each had a unique
phenomenon.
The ship trembled, but Lyzander and his crew had other
problems.
Chapter 2: Malfunctions
cannon barrel would have been visible, and then only at angles
the middle of the crowd that had gathered and cleaved a standing
the perimeter.
control unit."
Re-Horakhty was. But it was also not meat. It was wires and
creations.
"We can manually aim the cannon still, but we've lost
It could--"
"How long will it take to raze with just the starboard cannon?"
Longer."
"Shut it down."
the matter with command crew. There was a cat in the doorway.
One of the Pilot's cats. Lyzander had never gotten along with
cats, but the Pilots, especially when they were in their post-
as he passed.
* * *
Ioming said.
such.
commanders.
"The Pilots will need another 6-8 hours before they can
had ever seen in action. The truth was Lyzander could land
* * *
Lyzander's own command tube. She pushed aside a thick cable that
linked Lyzander's command tube with the central hub, a ring that
Pilots sat when the ship was being jumped. The hub was empty
now. The Pilots were resting in their rooms under the care of
Vallaq's nurses.
her arm in an iron grip just before she reached the door to
enlisted quarters.
for you."
took the blow standing. His knees buckled, but he didn't double
over or fall.
blossoming in his muscles but he pushed the pain aside like his
the ship to land. They waited for the crew to disembark. They
cut off the crew's escape route. Then they attacked."
up. We aren't going to get hemmed in like the Sobicki men did.
away from him, she had unintentionally backed into a corner. She
Lyzander knew her better than anyone else on the ship. He knew
her intensity was a mask for passion. Her eyes were cold if you
Lyzander felt something hard poke him in the gut where the
bruise was developing. The poke wasn't hard, but enough to make
turned on.
been seen, though the call had come over his com unit. It was
heart attack."
had just been. He hurried to the maglev toward the upper decks,
Pilot's quarters.
* * *
holograms. The reason for this was that Pilots were very
Beyond that, they were hot and cold, up and down, left and
encounter.
about ten years from the point of their first induction into the
skein. He was unprepared for the room, which was bare. The
the wall, but they were inert little disks. It was a cold,
barren sight.
Vallaq was sitting on the floor with Pilot 3's head in her
crossed legs and spilled onto the floor. The nurses were
in contact now."
Lyzander's knowledge.
childlike aspect."
"I thought they needed the childlike one. How is she going
to jump?"
the Pilots that it was easy to forget that they were just
closer to Vallaq.
will most likely have to retire. We will try to help her create
a new aspect. The problem is that this method rarely works. The
different aspect. I'll need time alone with her to figure out
which aspect that should be. I'll need to make a deep probe into
her mind."
Lyzander noticed that the holograms had returned, but they
were faint and kept shifting. "Do what you have to do Vallaq.
"I don't know. Will the landing team survive without me?"
The nurses lifted the thin Pilot off the ground on a count
elongated head perched atop a pencil thin neck, the top of his
Lyzander.
The Pilot stuck out his hand. Lyzander shook it. The man
than Lyzander, and most of the height was cranium. Lyzander took
the man's hand. The grip was firm and even. The Pilot pumped the
Pilot. "Paul."
"6. I'm Pilot 6," he said, still staring down the hall,
with contempt.
fleabags.
things. They are like a soft, warm core of being in your mind,
unconscious shift."
Paul nuzzled the cat, then lifted his head and dragged his
explore, as it were."
"I wish I knew if it was the right thing to do," Lyzander
said.
his head, "I can see into the future with this thing."
fell silent, the ghost of the echo of their mirth died away,
* * *
He thought about the room he had emerged from not long ago. In
in the streets. This child held a stuffed bear in its hand. The
bear's head was dragging along behind. The boy was having
trouble, perhaps, orienting himself in the proper direction. Dan
surmised this was due to the fact that the boy was missing his
The boy looked at him. The left side of the boy's face was
skinned bare. Dan could see the boy's teeth on that side, and
the bone and straps of ligament that connected the jaw, which
The boy's good eye fixed on Dan. The good side of his lip
curled up as though sniffing the air with his good nostril. The
boy gave his head a shake as though clearing away a rude thought.
by took the boy's hand. The boy looked up at the man and smiled.
The two proceeded into town, neither concerned about the flaps
of viscera dried to the man's legs, just below the gaping wound
in his abdomen.
beating hard and strong. He was not dead. He told himself this.
town. Each moved at his or her own pace, whatever pace the
seemed to recall or worry about the fact that the very ground
they were stepping on had just a few minutes ago been scored by
a giant laser beam. Dan looked up at the sky. He could see the
them.
noticed. The man took a few steps in the direction of the crowd,
"Excuse me?"
The man jumped and spun around. He was an older man dressed
in a fashion Dan had never seen before, but that looked sharp
and neat.
"That makes sense. You look pretty whole. I bet you died
crowd, fully visible from here. The path of the beam was also
"Why aren't you going to the square?" the old man asked.
"Why aren't you?" Dan responded.
bigger than the ones I've seen. The effect is the same."
The old man shook his head. "It worries me. They're just
The old man put his hand in his hair and pulled. He cried
them. Call them, mister. That will be great. Tell them to come
help you." The old man clapped his hand over his mouth. Spittle
spittle was tinted blood red. "That will be swell. I'd give
money to see the look on your face when they help you. Help you
he had a choice.
personal friends with the MI? No wonder you don't hear the call,
The man burst out laughing. "You think you're Dan Weegan,
now? This is rich. Syrupy rich. Oh, you are crazy. Hey, maybe
I'm Dan Weegan, too. Maybe the whole lot of these rotting dead
The old man got close to Dan's face, so close Dan could
smell the rot under man's skin. The old man was too articulate
Dan shook his head. The old man's mirth was gone now. He
off. "I didn't fucking think so, though even my molecules stink
men.
walking dead.
Chapter 3: Distress
Sarry knew something was wrong. Her mind ached with the
doubled over in pain, her head swimming. She didn't belong here
in this room. This was not her beautiful flat. This was some
assaulted her.
television.
was a young man, handsome, with fake hair raked down onto his
the newsman continued, unable to hide his tears or his rage. "I
mean, come on, people! We gotta wake up here. What are we doing
to ourselves?"
her eyes. She didn't even know this man, this Cunningham. But
stopped himself, moaning. He tore his glasses off and flung the
tears from his eyes. A man entered the screen with a towel, but
woman named Jude was found with her throat c--I can't even read
this." The newsman slammed his paper down on the desk. He folded
up."
with thinning hair and a wire rimmed glasses stood before her
smoking a cigarette.
"I heard the cops taking a body out," Paul said. "I live
"I don't know you," Sarry said, but the words smelled like
I hide away for a long time. It's safer that way. I wanted to
"The truth is, Miss. I love you. And I don't think I'll get
the side as he fell, and the knife became visible. It was stuck
deep into Paul's back. She screamed and slammed the door. Hands
shaking, she locked the deadbolt and secured the privacy chain.
Would it hold? She didn't know. This wasn't her city. These
weren't her doors. The colors of this place were all wrong.
Their sharp contrast was like the comic books she used to read
back when she was young and her parents thought she was a boy
into her mouth to muffle her scream. The man on news was still
"Paul is dead now. Paul was our guiding light, our unifying
superego. I don't know what's left. The id, I think. The id and
the perpetual little boy. Jesus Christ, who's going to win that
fight? You know, you try and you try to do the right thing in
Sarry remembered wearing the cape herself a few times. The cape
and the collar that hid most of her face, and sunglasses to hide
her eyes.
"And what do they give you in return? They treat you like
an animal. Meat, they say. But not you. God no, you're not meat
"They take and they take, don't they Sarry? What do they
give? Do you get your sexual satisfaction? When's the last time
"Been a long time, hasn't it? Been a long time since you
sang to you, deep down inside. When you snorted that stuff, you
felt like a human being for the first time in your life, didn't
She nodded. How she would kill for some more coke. She'd
kill a baby for some coke. She'd strangle a God.
She leaned her head down and snorted and oh god it might
not have been real but it worked. It worked like real. She
laughed.
She turned and saw the man. He looked like Paul, but he had
baby's eyes. He had a little boy expression on his face and fake
her his knife, which was enormous in his hand, like a butcher's
knife in a child's hand. The man put the giant cigarette to his
The cape was ragged terry cloth, a frayed old towel. But
material that seemed to obey the physics of the mind rather than
of the world.
"There was only room for me. You refused to eat what was
eating alone. The waiter had brought her, instead of the steak
bubbled like black smoke. He'd insisted that she eat it. Instead
she'd fled.
To here.
"And the chef, and the maitre d'. It's all me, Sarry. Me
and you. Do you want to know who was the hardest to kill?"
too, in the end was easy. It turns out Paul was no more than the
corner.
"But I think I'll miss you most of all, Sarry. Know why?"
don't think I'll ever come back from the dark place I'm going."
Sarry closed her eyes. Just before she died, she heard a
rip, like a page tearing. And she knew the worlds were
unreality.
* * *
Pilot 6 sat up in bed. His cat was on his chest. He set her
down. She meowed and rubbed herself against his leg. Pilot 6
snarled and sent her a wave of negativity. The cat ducked under
Pilot 6 went into the hall and stared down the length of the
corridor.
asked.
blue. Ordered."
level. Pilot 1 was a few years older than Pilot 6, but his
ability had peaked long ago, and his mind had started crack
around the edges. Chips had already broken loose and fallen
away. "Sir sir I can see a black snake, mouth open. Big as
Pilot 6 put his hand on Pilot 1's shoulder and forced the
other man to look up at him with a gentle hand under Pilot 1's
"Snake sir. Sir." Pilot 1's tone hadn't changed, but Pilot
6 could feel the warm, sickening waves of fear emitting from the
man's chest.
The man never did as asked or ordered on the first attempt, and
All the Pilots were asleep now. Pilot 3 was going to die.
her sudden crash had drawn away most of the nurses, leaving the
tuned his senses to detect other forms of life. The captain was
about to take his leave of the ship in his lander with his crew.
No one was in the maglev. No one was near the door of the
Avenger was dead. All the galaxy newswires had been buzzing
Septimium was the one substance in the universe that could kill
them. Dark Avenger had confronted Deluxe, and Deluxe was certain
utter betrayal considering Dark Avenger had been the one to show
Deluxe the true way. Instead, Dark Avenger had turned the gun on
for what he had to do. Dark Avenger had been his friend. In the
end, Avenger had shown him a new world. Avenger had opened his
since that night when Avenger forced the black snake of truth
agents. Seeing the coast was clear, Deluxe pried the door open
With focus, Pilot 6 poured his energy out, exciting the air
and material around him. Had the power of the maglev been turned
both where the maglev was and where it was going. Seeing it
start at Pilot's level and end at the bridge would have been a
was just below the exit of the bridge level. He raised himself
less than ten seconds. The agents, if they had noticed anything
truth, but all Vassarator Deluxe needed was a few more minutes.
the central column to lower the Pilot ring. The ring descended
the Pilot ring passed without touching him. He knew just where
to stand.
his Pilot chair and strapped in. He lowered his helmet and
secured it to his neck. The helmet began to fill with fluid. The
his sense of smell, and suppress all sensory input. This was
necessary. Six was ideal, but it could be done with fewer, which
not a ship this big. Multiple aspects were necessary for jumping
big ships, but he had just one aspect now. Vassarator Deluxe was
alone.
Pilots. This is the model that should have been used from the
even for a ship as big as the Re-Horakhty. And Pilot 6 was very,
his glasses.
and numbed his muscles. The Pilot ring ascended back into its
ring.
exited the ship. The speck was the captain's command ship.
few aspects, and thus not suited for command-ship crews, but
very well suited to landers and smaller boats. His name was
dig.
The lander shook, but stayed true. Welker fought him. Vassarator
Deluxe realized with a jolt that Welker was too strong for him.
fight him off as easily. For now, Vassarator Deluxe turned his
* * *
CAPTAIN I CAPTAIN--
"Welker?"
emergency landing.
"Welker, respond!"
CAPTAIN I AM WEARY BUT I WILL LAND THE SHIP CAPTAIN WE MUST INTERCOMMUNICATE.
landing."
said.
"Is there interference from the atmosphere?"
gotten worse just now. I'm not getting much more than modulated
The ship lurched down and Lyzander felt his stomach go with it.
As she said it, they broke cloud cover. The ship felt as
though it was in free fall now. Everyone felt the blood rising
mike.
No response.
command space on his console and did the proper finger maneuvers
leveled.
"Yes sir!" said the female voice over his radio. The ship
floated toward the ground. Their view of the city was lost to
sent down its warning shot can hear me, I am a human being. I am
not dead. Please send a rescue ship for me right away, before
you raze the city. The MI will verify my identity, assuming the
"It continues like that sir," Tresky said, "but I lost the
Kryszmisky colony?"
"Negative, sir. Class BS-7. Blue Sektor planet all the way,
feet below an iron lode, sir. We checked and triple checked and
wave reading."
right around that time when the alpha-wave test was abandoned by
the last few hundred years, all came back negative on further
exam."
Dachminadad."
professional demeanor.
"And just for my own peace of mind, can anyone think of any
be an MI agent?"
fact, most people thought Dan Weegan was already dead. He had
daily lives. Blue Sektor still patrolled the planet, but so did
been an MI facility.
through the passageway, past the jump chambers, to the prep bay.
for them to see him back here. Half the team was already suited
up. Tresky was no doubt in the radio shack still, and Jurrigan
least. Let's get e-suits on and head toward Aduous. We'll check
articulate signal we've had from the colony since before the
"Get up here. We're going to need your gun and your eyes.
eye on Welker."
signal?"
* * *
back to the patch of forest he'd seen the landing ship descend
into over an hour ago. He looked back at the door to the roof,
which shook on its hinges, but held. The door was strong, as
strong as they came, but would it last until a team reached his
location?
The dead had come after him without warning. They weren't
young man entering the room with casual ease, as though this
bejesus out of Dan, who hadn't heard the young man enter, but
Dan got a little nervous at that point. The young man was
trying to tell him something, but Dan didn't get it. The young
was no word, just a hum in the back of the young man's throat.
himself and the young man. That had given the young man pause.
His milky eyes followed Dan, somehow. Then they went to the door.
new man was older with dark skin and a nose that had been
Dan didn't know what was meant, but he was done trying to
dead men in the radio room to have at it. He'd hoped it would
take them longer to make their way up here, but the pounding on
up here, he would not have seen the ship, coming from that
diamond in the sky that had sent its laser down earlier. The
landing ship had disappeared into the forest. Now Dan had some
side were still just testing it, trying stupidly to open it the
normal way. Soon, Dan knew, they would begin trying to break
through. What they would do to him, what they wanted from him,
remained a mystery.
Dan looked back toward the landing ship, looking for some
sign that military men were making their way to his location,
vibration behind him. Dan went to the other side of the roof.
Through the buildings, he could just make out the desert, and a
small mound that might have been the hill he'd emerged from
was falling in. He could see a long thin strip of blackness that
grew. Dan heard blaster fire behind him. The military team had
unable to draw his eyes away from the door--now a full hundred
shot out, and then froze in the air high above. Before Dan could
get a good look at it, a dozen more bullets fired out and joined
massive cloud in the air. A few were close enough now that Dan
boosters. Who was flying them? Dan wanted to believe that they
were piloted by survivors, but the sea of dead around him told a
different story. The recent dead, like the old man Dan had seen,
Lyzander and his crew were pinned. Hardball was down with a
gaping hole in his side that didn't look good. It was a pit of
potshots with a blaster pistol when he could. His left arm was
without it."
exposed. He was hoisting his sample gun up on his good leg and
taking aim at the side of the building where the skiff was about
to appear.
given name.
move or his lead scientist was toast. The skiff peeked out and
Lyzander blasted the tree it was hiding behind. The tree burst
The skiff was in the center of the forest now. Hardball was
they were thinking the same thing. The skiff darted out, blaster
fire spewed out of the front of the thing. Lyzander fired his
own blaster left to right toward the skiff. The skiff played its
roll, darting away from the blaster fire. A burst of energy
beams shot out from Lyzander's right. The skiff had nowhere left
to go.
blaster beams hit the reanimated pilot, knocking him off the
skiff.
giving him the thumbs up. Hardball, between them, had another
but there was nothing he could do. Lyzander could see on close
gun. The tether whipped around until the needled probe returned.
Improbably, the probe had hit home and was full of blackish
Lyzander opened the needle tipped probe and put the vial in
the way through. An arm was poking through one hole, groping for
Ioming said.
coordinated and smart. The dead men in the building behind them
were mindless and dull. They were just gathering, but that there
would overheat before they even fought off the first wave.
"Tresky," Lyzander called into his radio, not for the first
time. All he heard on his radio was static that swelled and
ebbed in a way that might have been human speech, but it was
impossible to be certain.
"More skiffs!" Jurrigan called from her position on their
flank.
spraying the area with blaster fire. Everyone ducked, but the
blaster fire was coming hot and fast. A few bursts slipped
his side burst into flames. No one could do anything but cover
their heads and hope. The skiffs broke off their attack and
disappeared.
"I wish they would. We could take them out with antigrav
grenades. Set the timers to zero and let them run right into the
Lyzander took his own look, following her gaze. The building was
Jurrigan got the fire out on the other soldier, but it was
two of her own. They pulled the pins and threw them out, on
orbs appeared. The orbs overlapped and were invisible except for
fire still being shot at them, but the blaster shots bounced
away. The skiffs stayed hidden for now, perhaps sensing a trap.
The two women were already getting two more grenades each.
tight."
should get us up, one to knock us onto the roof. Link," Ioming
held her grenade out. Jurrigan held out hers. They both did a
pair.
the circle, his back to the fight. "Drop this one when we reach
fall. A long way to think of all the bones that would snap when
you hit. Lyzander cursed and huddled with his soldiers. The
the air.
There was a delay then a boom that deafened them all.
Lyzander had time to worry if they would smack into the building
near as the four of them shot straight up in the air. Ioming and
Jurrigan knew what they were doing. They dropped their second
almost no speed. They were less than half way up the building.
The second boom sent them up even faster, up past the lip
of the roof. Without the ground absorbing half the energy, they
"Captain!"
his feet. They fell, and Lyzander was sure that he had done it
wrong and doomed them. Then his feet hit an invisible wall and
moment when their intuition told them they were on the correct
the roof.
and checking her weapon. Hector had the AG grenade case open.
Ioming was rubbing her left ankle and wincing.
The man he saw though was no zombie, and no dead man. The
man he saw before him was Dan Weegan. A strangely young version
of Dan Weegan. Not that this man was all that young. He looked
about 55, and looked as though he'd dyed his hair to look older.
his own shirt, tearing a long strip off the bottom. "They might,
however." Weegan indicated the access door to the roof with his
head.
break through.
Jurrigan took a few steps toward the door, her weapon still
trained on Dan.
tight wrapping can provide some support. You will need help to
building. He didn't have to look hard to see what Dan Weegan was
talking about. There was a gaping hole in the desert sand south
defense.
Lyzander scanned the sky where his ship should have been.
"Tresky, are you there. Tell me you have contact with the Re-
* * *
Vallaq said.
like offset clamshells from the side. The enemy fighters were
they could handle. The enemy so far had not even tried to engage
the Re-Horakhty.
The darts were less numerous, but stronger. They were able
to take out a half dozen of the clamshells in a single strafe,
It was obvious that the darts would win, though some would be
lost. Then, Vallaq felt the floor vibrating. She looked to her
on the side of the hull. She could see the coils of cable around
vertical axis for a spinning reverse attack. The sharp nose and
the main body of the ship separated. Vallaq pressed her ear to
activate her radio and shouted commands that she knew were eaten
by static interference.
cells ignited.
This was the second ship to suffer this fate. Pilot 6 had
betrayed them and was using their own ship to attack the defense
taken over the precision cannon. Nothing the crew had done so
far had been effective in shutting the gun down. They watched as
their own gun killed their friends, and no one could stop it
from happening.
With one fewer ship, the cluster of fighters was able to
the clamshells, but still they did not engage the Re-Horakhty. A
to board her.
hands, evacuate in escape pods!" Her voice was cut off half way
through.
conscious?"
ship. Get the hell out of here," Vallaq said to the nurse.
word the old fashioned way. One of the men was at the doorway.
around the door. We think that Pilot 6 might have reversed the
it. "It doesn't matter. Evacuate. Get everyone you can into the
Several enemy ships had peeled away from the group and
slipped past the Re-Horakhty fighters, who had now had to deal
for the Re-Horakhty. Vallaq felt an icy hand twist her gut. They
bond was necessary for her job, but necessary or not was a
consequence of her job. She had to know them better than they
the weak point: the visisteel panel. The view filled with green
weightlessness as her feet left the floor. She saw the soldier
sealing the room. She was alone now. She floated up.
Even at the end she could feel nothing but love for her Pilots.
In that instant, all she had was love. She was disarmed, as
* * *
in the back of his throat. Something was wrong with him. He felt
a wave wash over him, but on the inside. He was glad he his skin
heart, but the virtual readouts around him said his heart was
functioning normally, as were his guts, though they too felt odd.
Then Vallaq's life was ended in the cold vacuum, and the
on the ship. It was filled with sick and dying. He could feel
someone on the ship working hard to jump the ship away. Pilot 6
smiled. The one toiling to jump was his old nemesis, Pilot 3. If
She wasn't used to jumping a ship that small, and she wasn't
one aspect who would have been very well suited to this kind of
the center. He would not try to control her like he had the
blade and handle as long as his forearm flipped out like a large
pocket knife. The blade locked into place and the cartridge
pulled back in, delivering the handle of long knife into his
the blade back into the holster in his sleeve with a snickity-
snack-clack.
3's signature and the small ship vanished. He felt that pain in
his chest again, the same pain he'd felt when Vallaq had left
jump would kill her, or leave her and the passengers stranded in
before known, connected to those who might have once spat on him
* * *
The door to the roof burst open and the booby trap Jurrigan
set went off, launching the reanimated back down the stairs. The
AG grenade field more than filled the doorway and bubbled the
roof down, buckling the I-beams that supported it. The jamb
bowed out, the structure now held aloft by the field itself.
was ready for the attack. She set off the trap with a flick of
her wrist.
The skiff fired two shots before the AG grenade on the edge
of the building burst open with a low boom. The skiff was thrust
backward and the pilot was knocked clean away. The team listened
collapsing and bricks were starting to fall away. That side was
other edges, but they would have to blast a skiff from this
the three other edges, waiting with fingers poised to set off
her traps.
first."
first had been knocked off. Jurrigan and Hector opened fire. The
activated the AG trap on that side, then trained her gun, but
Lyzander closed his eyes. He'd never had much for psychic
ability, but on the other hand, Lyzander had worked with Welker
* * *
elbow. Something itched. A bug with a thin tube coming out was
attached to his skin, sucking blood from his arm. Welker plucked
the insect off his arm. Its proboscis was long and rigid. No, it
Welker shook the fuzz from the inside of his head, but the
that held a bag of blood beside him. He laid each coil precisely
on the one before it. He wondered why he had done that. He felt
Lyzander.
6, but Lyzander was gone now. Welker stood by the bed, stunned.
aspect had been taken, and he had killed the other aspects.
transfer the disease to him, but Welker didn't have the weakness
key plot information. Welker put his ear to the door now almost
his eyes and reached out with his mind instead, probing the
the act.
The minds he felt were not normal. They were dark and cold.
Like light bulbs that had shorted out a long time ago. When
him. They needed him alive. He pulled his mind away. They'd left
dark cloud had not retreated when he pulled away. It was then
Shaking and a little spent from the exercise, he pressed his ear
against the door again. He closed his eyes and listened, this
time not to the voices or the darkness, but to his ship, which
ship as well as he knew the feel of his hands. Ship power was
had called them when he'd locked horns with Welker in that brief
struggle.
Welker could sense Tresky out there. He knew the man well
enough to know his signature, but his signature had been gutted.
* * *
"Sir?" came the call over Lyzander's radio. The voice was
"Tresky, can you get contact with the Re-Horakhty? You have
how to use the ordinance. Did you make it to the building where
But don't touch those, you'll bring this whole building down and
uncertain command.
Blaster fire erupted to his sides. Lyzander rolled onto his back
and fired when the black thing came into view. A jet of steam
erupted from the side where he'd winged it. The pilot flew off,
skiff spun off toward the desert at high speed like a top.
"Hurry up, Tresky. We got troubles."
* * *
chewed by some kind of insect larva. The man raised his weapon.
in, letting the door close behind it. Confusion crossed its
brain. The gun came up, but Welker fought to keep it aimed away.
weapon and examined it with inner and outer eyes. He had never
him in an instant. It was much like the turret on his ship, but
Welker opened the door and stepped into the launch bay, gun
blazing.
* * *
hoped, but the frag grenades had the reanimated down there
spooked.
here."
staring right into the twin eyes of his own ship's blaster
cannons.
The ship rocked and one wing dipped down almost vertical.
"It feels strange being in the cockpit, Captain." The ship did a
"Welker, get over here and get us. We have to get up to the
Re-Horakhty."
The ship ceased firing and floated over to the roof. The
bottom hatch opened and the ship hovered on the lip of the roof.
"Ioming."
She was looking into Lyzander's eyes. Blood coated her neck. It
Dan glanced at him. "A piece of shrapnel caught her neck," Dan
said, "and a blaster shot took her left arm. If Hector hadn't
Dan saw the smoldering stump. Ioming gave him a thin smile
and shrugged with her good shoulder. "We had a good run, Ly."
"We'll get her stable and get her to the nearest space
and forming a seal, but the seal was already soaking through
with blood.
"Get her on the ship," Lyzander ordered.
any help. As he carried her away, Lyzander could see Ioming was
"What?"
"I couldn't take it out sir, not without ripping her artery
how to help Ioming and keep her alive. The first sign of trouble
closed behind them, and the ship climbed up toward the sky away
* * *
taking Welker. Both he and the Nothing had failed, but now they
knew him very well. They knew his defenses. They had experienced
his mind in a most intimate way. Next time, they would be able
to bypass the formalities and take him.
For now, they had achieved the primary goal and taken over
biggest challenge. The man whose mind seemed weakest had proven
him.
"Sir sir I won't eat the snake. Sir. Can't feel in there.
through the back. Pilot 1 winced and fell to his knees. He shook
the ground, dead. The reanimated dragged Pilot 1's body away.
but connected to him. One aspect was all he needed. They were
* * *
Through the door, Lyzander could see Hector with his gun
aimed at the old man who looked so much like Dan Weegan, that
avoid needing a tool more than once. Lyzander had ordered him to
do his best job and had advised him to concentrate, because
The real acid test for Lyzander was that Welker wasn't
Weegan was.
away and his hands solidified. Jumping while awake was a strange
"For now. I don't know how much blood to the brain she's
been getting since the injury. We'll have to wait until she's
awake. And my repair job was hasty. It could blow any second."
little chat."
see."
Intelligence."
* * *
Interlude:
Chambrassa
A very old man watched the hatch open. His eyes were sharp
back and reformed. The other two legs shifted around. After some
donned a heavy cloak that covered its body. Its face shifted
of a face.
"Can't say as I feel the same," Dan said, turning down the
hall that led into the facility. Magnetic torches filled the
hall with flickering light. The power in the facility had long
They exited through the door. Dan had told his fellow
Dan had asked people to stay away. But he knew there would be
robot had to cross about a hundred yards of open ground from the
long dormant landing docks to the old robot facility. Dan had
request.
They emerged into the field, lit by the light of the moon.
In the distance, Dan saw people milling around near the market,
though the market was now quiet and long since closed up for the
night. The people stirred when Dan and the robot that appeared
human emerged into the field. Dan could see them pointing and
Dan had to meet with contaminate them? they'd wondered. Dan had
reassured them, but they were old, all of them. Even the ones
who appeared to be children were old. And old people worried. It
the grounds.
of visisteel. You could walk on the roof and peer in. It was
beautiful."
robot."
communication spike.
copy. The robot entered. Dan followed. The door latched behind
them. The robot stripped the cloak off and extended its third
leg. Its face changed from human to formless glass again.
"I'm not interested," Dan said, leading the way down the
corridor.
visible. Above and below and to either side. It was like being
giant glass coffin for the dead machines on this planet. They
"Did you at least ask your council? I thought you ran this
"Not for this, robot. I'm not going to let you infect them
not."
accident . . ."
Dan whipped out his pistol. "If you so much as threaten her
one more--"
the robot said, but Dan knew the MI too well to believe it.
However, if it was going to do something like that, it would
have done it years ago. "I meant that unforeseen events occur."
"You know I wouldn't lie about math, Dan. You know that."
"No you don't lie. But sometimes you don't tell the whole
truth, either."
key.
The door opened on a vast room. The floor to the room was
was filled with machinery, most of which was idle and dark. In
the far corner, just visible from the door was a single black
unit. It was a shape Dan knew well. It was the same type of unit
charade, Dan."
Please. I want to see you succeed. You know that. I always liked
you, Dan."
all your memories and emotions and loves. It's a technology you
to me," it said.
"Well, whatever. Don't try anything fishy with this old unit, or
you're going to find out just how immortal one of these damn
this machine. It's been so long since I had contact with them.
They are less me now and more like an old friend I used to know."
hummed louder.
"They have been sleeping," the robot whispered. "I can feel
The robot laid its hand on the surface of the unit. The
Nothing."
That word again. The Pilots from the Blue Sektor unit that
had made contact with Kryszmisky had used that same word, or so
the reports Dan had seen told him. Dan gripped his pistol
tighter.
happened. He raised his pistol and fired a shot that severed the
robot's hand.
The hand remained stuck to the unit, but the rest of the
robot crumpled to the ground. Dan took a step back, watching the
machine. Dan's shots hit home, cracking the robot's face and
chest. It slumped.
striking its body. He fired three more, severing two legs. The
Satisfied, Dan fired a few more shots into the black box.
The robot hand fell to the floor. Dan left, keeping an eye on
the robot. Dan put another two shots into it before he left. He
exited the room and locked the door. He turned off the power to
the room, cutting power to the black box and to the door. The
again. But for now he had to get back to the MI ship and see
* * *
"How could it have pulled the unit out of your control? How
"I don't know yet, Dan. I'll need time to process the
information."
Bullshit, Dan thought. "I want you out of here. And don't
come back."
"I understand, Dan. I'll leave now." The ship hatch closed.
"Dan, I'll look forward to the future, when you join with
The mission for all Blue Sektor base commanders was simple:
a nickname: The Zombie. They were all busy scanning for a jump
Station. The Zombie had been hitting and running major Blue
Never talked much, one of those guys who thought at that he was
was one of the top commanders in Blue Sektor, and one of the
man.
Lyzander had gone to hide out not in a Blue Sektor facility, but
ship had jumped at all. And if a perfect jump was what they were
witnessing, The Zombie had achieved the feat not once, but three
times now.
del Sol, and the medical ship was jumped by a Pilot suffering
lucky to have come out of hyperspace at all. All those facts are
station."
"Which one?"
neutrality toward Blue than does Red. All things being equal,
one would have to assume he'd have chosen Green over Red, just
to minimize conflict."
older brother."
Vel Traxon laughed. "Now it makes sense. He thought his
blood relation would be a safer bet. Well that didn't work out."
"Sir?"
his voice.
the area around Kuomax. They had been scouring individual layer
maps with higher dimensions and had found nothing. They did it
that way because it had always worked in the past, but whoever
was jumping The Zombie was more clever. They had found a way to
jump not perfectly, but in such a manner that the wake didn't
The map loaded with the parameters that Vel Traxon had
"Sir?"
"Yes, sir."
six. The results came back an instant later. The wake was
would be. Vel Traxon's blood ran cold. The results came back 98%
confirmed.
of the former Blue Sektor command ship. The Zombie's guns glowed
at the ready. Vel Traxon and Broado had time to exchange one
* * *
covering the bare dirt in a tent built for a family, but that
they got to use alone for this one night, their wedding night.
Her skin was young and supple. His was not. Her warmth engulfed
they were two halves of one being. She touched his white hair.
She locked eyes with him. For that bare instant, Dan could feel
everything, could recall the smell of the dirt around them, the
water flowing outside, and the sharp tang of smoke from the fire
back of his mind that he should not have been worrying about at
peeping.
Dan opened his eyes and chased the memory away with the
visual images of his room. Dan washed his face in the sink and
looked into his own eyes. He didn't know who the woman was in
the dream. He felt as though he knew her. Her name was on the
Pain.
physical pain. Tears burst out of his eyes. He fell to his knee.
Betrayal.
her. In that moment the dream had revealed he had both loved and
feared her. She had power over him, and he had the impression
that she had exercised it. She had caused him pain that still
Evelyn.
Her name was Evelyn. And he hated her for what she'd done,
With the breath came a sob that racked his whole chest and
buried it might as well not exist. He wiped his eyes and blew
his nose with some tissues from the wall above the sink.
Marina del Sol, a space station deep in the dark void far away
Lyzander wanted Dan to make his report to the MI, then he wanted
know the secrets Dan held. Dan knew he could never relinquish
have. The city he'd seen he should have guessed was not the
that the MI had kept him alive. Not everywhere, it had assured
him, but in a few key locations. It had kept a few Dan Weegan's
What was a mystery was why he'd woken up. The stasis field
had failed long ago when the MI had been forced to deconstruct
and then abandon the facility to keep itself concealed from the
human colonists. The stasis field had kept his body preserved as
a lingering effect, but he should not have been able to wake up.
And so, after a lifetime (or several lifetimes, if you
become one.
The good news was that it seemed that Dan was, in fact, not
one zombie sample they now had also contained that virus, but
that fact had served to prove only that the NRV was a necessary
reality of his quarters in Marina del Sol. Dan opened the door
taught him this combination when he'd first arrived and it had
smooth and chrome. Its single red eye glowed toward Dan. Dan
looking. The probe rose to face level and did something Dan had
* * *
Welker put the helmet on and laid back. He closed his eyes
next room. The jump she had made to escape from the Re-Horakhty
had taken a lot out of her. Her psyche had already been in a
her aspects were tearing each other apart. All the while, NRV
was taking over. Welker had one real chance to help her. He had
settled onto the table and focused. All he had to do was get her
to listen to reason.
that the giant telescope that was visible from her office window
The telescope was something like that, except that the boosted
signals, and she was good at that. She had, working with fellow
But not today. Today it was late and the telescope had been
whole host of reasons, not the least of which being that there
was no way to turn off ansible flow. The information stream was
equation she had been working on the last few days. She'd felt
made.
She knew on one level that she was lying. At the same time, she
was scared. She combed her memory for more information, but came
up blank. Walker was a name she knew, but not one she was sure
was friendly. The hair on the nape of her neck stood straight
up. They had warned her about friendly strangers, familiar names
told her this to protect her. Their facility was a prime target
She opened the top drawer of her desk. A blaster pistol was
dust and to keep it hidden. Zhenjuan hated violence, but she was
faculty refused to accept them. She had not refused. The gun
emerged from the soft foam holder in a flash. It was sleek and
Walker said.
I bet you think that, Zhenjuan waved her fingers over the
control panel in the up-down code that opened the door.
It slid open. The man standing there had his hands deep in
empty.
his coat to show her he had no sidearm. "I am glad you don't
she said, motioning for him to sit in a chair across from her on
the desk.
"I don't know how you will see them, but there are others
"You aren't you. You are but one aspect of you, Zhenjuan.
shook again.
couldn't see. Walker held out his hand, still not looking at
wall of her office. When she pressed her back to it, a shield
space just big enough for her body, clothes, her blaster, and
shield opened and she was outside. She hit the ground running.
* * *
Welker pulled the tubes out of his arm and shook his head.
"Well, then let's just forget it, Welker. Let's just let
nature take its course. Pilot 3 served well, but we have bigger
problems."
tears.
work, but it was risky both to him and to her. "Captain, I have
can't explain it, Captain, but I think it will work. No, I know
it will work."
need you. If we're ever going to get out of Marina del Sol, I
need you."
think of into her, but still her vitals would not stabilize.
"Welker!"
of what he intended to be. He lie back down on the table and put
world.
* * *
communication with the head nurse. Her head bobbed and her hands
worked with frantic urgency, though the objects in her hands and
the focus of her work were invisible to Lyzander.
"Yes, Captain?" she said, her voice was serene despite her
movements.
issue the order. Welker didn't know Pilot 3. Command ship Pilots
quartered apart from the rest of the crew. Welker was mixed in
know Pilot 3 any more than Lyzander did. There was one real
reason Welker was doing what he was doing. Meat. Welker was
crewmates.
"Captain, we are very busy right now," the nurse said, her
would be digesting not only emergency rations, but the can they
came in.
said.
action before you know it. The mechanical devices are temporary.
We'll get you a new organic arm before you know it."
here?"
"He's my brother."
because it was the same thing he was thinking: how in the hell
did he end up with a brother who let himself be a pawn of the MI?
"I can tell you this," Lyzander said, "Three outposts have
been struck by the Re-Horakhty. And two more command ships have
gone missing."
Ioming.
* * *
the mining ships as they brought gas up from the corona of the
Cyrus's bar.
still thinks it can learn something from your Pilots. And your
Blue Sektor komrades seem to be dragging their feet."
with its logic. You're better off here for now. It saves us
"Sure, you guys have it all figured out. Even figured out
subservience."
"We're all tools of the MI." Cyrus rarely raised his voice,
but he was shouting now. "You like to pretend like you have a
Lyzander stood up. "I'm not going to argue with you, Cyrus.
guest." Lyzander set his glass down on the table. "I'm leaving
* * *
from the office building. Two figures emerged from the front
door, which belched out black balls of smoke where a bomb had
gone off or something. The two figures wore gasmasks under black
light.
this fact, nor in the fact that they meant to take her alive. An
and cables came out of each steel box and connected to the
themselves.
There should have been techs here. She hurried down the
was careful to stay outside the yellow line that marked the
effect.
home. It was strange that they would identify her as such. She
found her mind drumming through the memories of Xin to the beat
thinking about what horrors might await if the men behind her
In contrast the English and Baltic systems, Xin was not about
no machines.
Someone had dragged her from there when she was still young
because she had a gift. They asked her if she wanted to go with
them. They told her she could help people. They had tricked her.
Since that time Zhenjuan had become almost no one. She had
seemed real, but that were confusing, where she didn't recognize
her own body. And yet, a part of her knew that these bouts were
she knew that the University, the telescope facility, and her
job as a mathematician were the reality she lived in. It was the
reality that made sense. And it was in danger right now because
himself the Dark Avenger, to a shy man named Tran who spent his
vast, elaborate meals for herself and never, ever shared. There
these worlds via the power of the telescope. Mother was almost a
god to these worlds, and Zhenjuan was a ghost who could travel
knowing who she was, all with the power of her mind. Without
Something was happening and the black cloud and soldiers and the
man Walker, they were all part of it. Zhenjuan could feel this
in her chest. This ability to sense such things was part of the
Zhenjuan. She came to a stop, realizing what she was seeing was
The fog was so dark, it made the mere absence of light around it
large section of the facility. Just inside the fog behind her
were twin sets of beady red eyes that swiveled on unseen necks,
seeing her. A set of red eyes now appeared in the fog in front
of her. She was hemmed in. Nowhere to run. The soldiers could
take their tie. The fog began to fill the enormous room. The
soldiers didn't have to hurry, she realized. For all she knew
they had already seen her. They intended to let the fog do the
work. The fog was the danger, not the men with guns she'd
Outside, she would have stayed safe if she'd just kept moving.
yellow lines between the walkway and the telescope that lead to
a set of stairs. She could pass safely up to the telescope
itself. She could take the risk or wait for the inevitable fog.
best.
She reached the top and aimed her blaster pistol. She
watched. The eyes of the soldiers were on the move now. They had
seen her for sure. They were approaching, cutting off any escape
route she might have considered. The fog spread wider, immune to
pass by the tiny opening at the far end where a solid, invisible
all the signal energy from everything that passed through the
itself, which was plenty deadly. Zhenjuan had an idea that maybe
her best bet was to amp up the signal. The fog was immune to the
Mother had showed her long ago. The roof of the facility split
back from the moonlight that poured through the open roof. The
pointed at the sky instead of the large end, beaming its energy
began to hum. The energy was still invisible, but Zhenjuan could
Zhenjuan felt something thick, oily, and warm slip down the
back of her shirt. She turned, aiming her pistol. The fog was
She felt soiled by its touch, as though crude oil had slipped
down her shirt. The shirt material now stuck to her. She skin
there was nowhere to go. She heard the soldiers rounding the
telescope. She was trapped by the fog behind her, the soldiers
attackers away. Her shots disappeared into the black fog. The
fog snuffed the blaster shots like damp fingers snuffing candles.
Zhenjuan saw what she had to do. She stuffed her blaster
pistol in her pocket and grabbed one of the tubes that connected
section. The fog licked her foot just as she pulled herself to
the top. She retched when the feeling of warm, sticky oil
moistened her foot. The feeling clung to her foot even when she
pulled it up and away from the fog's reach. She stumbled trying
to escape. She caught herself just before she fell off the other
side, into a black roiling cloud on the other side. She found
The man was the one she'd seen at her office door. He'd
to her. He saw the fog creeping up behind her. The open roof was
extra power from the ansible beam at the telescopes narrow end.
The fog would not approach this energy, meaning there was a path
energy.
Welker had known she would hesitate when she saw him,
presence. More than the telescope, more than the soldiers, with
their beady red eyes, maybe even more than the black fog at this
substance not created by her mind. He knew that would give the
fog an in. He hoped he knew what would happen next. He'd had to
get her on top of the telescope. It had been the only way.
felt it take her arm in its embrace. It felt like she had just
herself away, only to plunge both hands into the fog that had
scream and panic. Her arms tingled with dull numbness. She had
to get up to the catwalk and take her chances with the stranger
up. The tendrils then became snakes that aimed their pointy ends
Welker could no long see Zhenjuan, and he knew the fog had
fragile mind beyond repair. Welker got both hands on the metal
something wet and slimy splashed onto his fingers. Welker jerked
pulled his hands away a second time. He took a step back as the
was a move of shear animal panic. She had nowhere to go, and the
wet wrong feeling of the surrounding fog blew apart the dams,
falling. She would have back-flopped onto the ground if she had
landed. A vertebrate in her lower back would have taken the
fragments, shredding her spinal cord along with it. She would
have been paralyzed, unable to stop the fog from closing in,
entering her mouth, forcing itself into her stomach and lungs.
However, she didn't hit the ground. When she passed through
changes in the short time it took the energy passed from one end
telescope was aimed with its base toward the night sky. The
physical composition. It changed her DNA and the energy from the
Zhenjuan floated up, out of the bath of ansible energy. Her hair
danced out, floating up and away as her body buzzed with static
had taken a risk that Zhenjuan would discover the power inside
her, the power she'd always had, the same power she used to
channel into the dead aspect known as the Dark Avenger. He had
failed. The fog closed in, inking out his vision. He shuddered
pointless. The fog would find a gap. The fog would force itself
shoot through the fog above him. The beam looked almost solid
relative the pitch black of the fog. The fog sizzled and
dissipated in the area around the beam. What was left shrank
away.
was Tran, the young man with the proclivity toward bestiality.
(one was the old woman, Alouetta, she was certain). They opened
air around Zhenjuan, which was alive with dancing silver light.
red-hot mess of molten metal and they fell into it. They
deeper into their skin. The first died in a few seconds. The
They were glowing bright blue. Inside the blue orbs, small white
able to make out the detail of her eyes from the distance he
added.
him. Already the light was fading. With appearing to realize it,
she was floating back toward the raised platform on which the
telescope sat.
"I can help you. I can help you harness your power," he
said.
to, she could melt the entire structure in an instant and bury
Welker. You always say my name wrong. I've watched you from a
distance, tried to approach you. I'd tell you jokes and you'd
even more. Welker had to move his feet. If he kept them in the
stairs, off the telescope platform, and toward the exit of the
listen to me."
* * *
Welker pulled the helmet off when he was awake, back in the
real world. He sat up. Nausea washed over his body. He tried
closing his eyes, but that made it worse. Sick tears forced
their way out of his eyes. He found a receptacle meant for trash
He wiped his mouth with the arm of his sleeve and went to
the window. The nurses had cleared the room. Two remained, and
they were monitoring some devices. They looked haggard, but they
were smiling. One noticed that he was at the window and shot him
a smile hidden by her surgical mask. She gave him a thumbs up.
himself and wondered if what he'd said was even true, or if he'd
front of him.
She had to become something more, and kill her other aspects. I
up against a surface.
Welker could still see hints and shadows of the real human the
Pilot had once been. Her head was much bigger than a regular
fantasy world Zhenjuan Welker had just spent his time trying to
help. Her eyes, formerly set deep within her oversized head,
his hands against the glass with unconscious effort. She crossed
She was mere centimeters from him, but the thick glass allowed
"Zhenjuan, lay back down. You are not healed yet," Welker
image stayed in the same place, but it was clear that Lyzander
was running. Welker saw none of this commotion. He saw the deep,
yourself"
"Who?"
docking bay. The fighter surged past the endless line of box-
gasses and heavy metals from the nearby star's corona. This new
like the others, but a larger ship, its legs thicker and
star, just over its horizon, relative to Marina del Sol. The
passenger.
Dan was not a tall man. He was plenty rugged, hearty, and
strong. What pudge his belly held belied the strength in his
amount of conditioning while he'd used it, but Dan had grown up
cut of a certain cloth. They were lean and strong so they could
had chosen him as its first contact new world pioneer. He had
Before that, the other place, but that had been long ago, even
Dan had been an explorer and an adventurer for the good part of
a hundred years. In all that time, thanks to the transportation
system of the MI, he had stayed the same. He had just kept on
This new world, these new sights and experiences Dan didn't
mind, but they had grown apart. Dan stared at the star as it
roiled nearby. He'd been told never to stare at the sun, but now
it, not even breaking a sweat, let alone losing his retinas.
rose, unbuckled his harness, and followed the floating disk back
across the wide open room that constituted the ship's command
off gravity and float to the canopy, directing the ships and
covered the canopy. The MI, of course, had no need for such toys.
Dan looked down from the canopy. The only other furniture
time, Dan was not going to die. His dying days were over. He
hoped.
from Marina del Sol. She is there right now--or would it be he?
snaked up and around his legs and arms, across his chest, up
under his armpits, over his shoulders, and across his forehead.
however, that MI knew that this table resembled that one, but
"The straps will secure you from the pull of inertia, Dan.
So you don't get a boo-boo on your noogie."
Dan nodded.
"You disapprove?"
Dan?"
A robot arm snaked out from somewhere below Dan. The arm
was tipped in a shining needle, and was very close to his head.
Dan pulled away, the memory of all his distant deaths flashing
Dan's arm. A rubber tube snaked around his biceps and squeezed.
Dan watched the needle enter his arm. A small motor in the
knew was a medium for any number of drugs and nanobot varietals.
why you ask, and, yes, at first I thought it just might be. The
thinking."
"So, what is it?" Dan asked. The drugs and nanobots were
behind him.
The floating face turned its attention from the attack back
del Sol glowed bright red as the cannon fire hit it. Smoke
group, evading just before the laser hit. A few ships exploded,
but most made it through, though the swarm was now divided in
two. Each smaller swarm poured into The Zombie from opposite
sides.
first time he'd ever seen his ship in action from the outside,
brother Cyrus and two armed guards, who had gotten the drop on
built in.
Horakhty had breached the hull with laser fire. Lyzander had
lost even audio contact with Welker when that had happened.
from this distance. It's like watching the gods fight for your
moment, it was clear the shields hadn't been breached. They were
all still alive.
"He's dead or he's alive. You'll find out when order has
reasons. As much as I'd like to let you get your Pilot, a part
escape."
could throw a rock and hit States planets from their lonely
system, so they'd both grown up speaking English.
scattered across the ring who serviced the robots that worked to
ring's planetary immune system, but their dad was the doctor to
The access panels for the inner ring space were well hidden.
and Cyrus had walked over the dirt road millions of times on
Spetsopoula--their dad had awakened them and taken them down the
words and waved his arms around like a crazy person while Cyrus
Like a miracle, the dirt had raised up, revealing the vast
Dad and a few hundred others to keep the entire system going,
and most never even knew that. He said, 'We all prop each other
up. When you buy your food, you aren't buying a product, you're
paying the woman who grew it, the men who harvested it, and the
mention the ones who built the refrigeration units, and the
building it is kept in, and the road that got you there. We're
all connected.'"
"If so, perhaps we should get the hell out of here," Ioming
growled.
guards, and the two of them ushered the three men into a nearby
office.
that Red Sektor codes must be different than the ones in Blue
Sektor. Ioming pushed his hand away and blasted the control
panel.
could punch this into your brain, Ly. As fun as that might be, I
* * *
The cats stayed hidden now, stalking what prey there might
corners of the ship. They had to feed quickly, when they managed
to make a kill. Dead mice had a bad habit of not staying dead
these days.
around below his command ring when he didn't wear the sensory
necessary.
around him. The reality that he'd been tricked. Duped. Set up.
order, one where the Nothing would be the power. They would
this rebirth. The Nothing, like the humans whose bodies they
win. They could destroy this ship and end his hell, but even as
lost. The MI had toyed with him a moment too long. The
probability had tipped into his favor. They could have wiped out
the ship. They could have ended him with their surprise attack.
But they hadn't. And the MI didn't yet seem to realize its
precision. He imagined a robot must feel the same way about its
longer capable of tears. Vassarator had won the war. He was, for
98.3%.
give them a game. A death game. They had spun the cylinder. It
had come up as a live bullet. Time to pull the trigger.
* * *
panels and the mass of wires and conduits that had fallen on
oxygen kit that had popped out of the wall just before the
plastic covering. He put the mask over his face and found the
ozone was still seeping in. He used a swirling motion with his
current mix, but the oxygen now overpower the oxygen, so he was
satisfied.
over the window. He could still see through it, but he could no
longer transmit sound through it. He could see Zhenjuan. She was
still standing there where she had been. Her eyes were back to
normal.
Vallaq had always told him that she was a sure candidate for a 6
someday, but he had understood how much latent energy she'd had.
dominate aspect, and her full power and innocence together were
Such alter egos were not uncommon. He knew for sure that
lost in the psychic dump she had experienced that had led to her
didn't know how well that theory matched up to the facts. After
all, Pilot 3 had jumped the medical ship. That should have been
experienced. True, she had jumped them randomly and almost into
black hole, but they had found her and the ship intact. She had
concentration.
The nurses were all dead, crushed by debris that had fallen
into the room. None of that material had touched Zhenjuan. She
had to do now. He had to hope that her raw power would make it
Zhenjuan?
You are Walker, she said. Her eyes found him and focused.
Her face was steel. She was not ready yet to accept him as a
friend.
She looked around. She seemed to be seeing the room and the
Where am I?
waves.
lame to add.
that. Welker's mind raced for an answer. How was she still
corner. There.
the debris toward the light. Her body was that of a woman in her
She found the emergency kit and put the oxygen mask on
dreamed that she had been one of them. No wonder the Xin had
Come back over here, Zhenjuan. I need you to open this door
flapped against her thin body as the room filled with air. A
needing it as the door's opening had allowed station air back in.
arms coming out of its chest, each tipped with various tools
flickered.
Zhenjuan, you have to open the door. Please, open the door.
But she didn't respond. Her mind was flooded with red,
blind panic. She was in pure fight or flight mode. The robot
approached.
Malfunctioning?
rogues that had broken free of the MI and lived on their own
A plume of smoke came out of the joints of this arm. The other
Zhenjuan, open the door. I can help you. Please, open the
door.
It wants me dead. They all want me dead.
am your friend.
That's right.
presence. He went in. The room smelled much worse than his. The
ozone was stronger, but there were other smells. The smell of
her.
She nodded.
forced the locks rather than unbolting them. The hallway had one
surface that was all visisteel, allowing him to see the battle
that was waging outside and the damage that had been done to the
station. Not far from their position, the hallway had been
down to seal the area off. The room Zhenjuan had just been in
Welker stripped his oxygen mask off. The tang of ozone was
less pronounced in here, but was enough to curl his lips. He
had been between her and the threat, who knows what she might
"We have to get off this station. I don't know what the MI
thinks it's doing, but the Re-Horakhty has turned the tide."
mechanical arms can be useful this once." She took the girl in
her arms, not noticing the load. She handed one of her guns to
Welker. "Take this, and don't let anybody shoot me. Deal?"
the rifle he had used last time. Smaller, with many more buttons
and switches.
asked.
"Fully sir, why I used one just the other day when I
rescued you."
"And where did you get training for that?" Lyzander asked.
"It was as easy as point," Welker aimed the pistol and
Lyzander pushed the barrel of the gun away from his chest.
"See that red button? Make sure that's illuminated. That's the
Welker shrugged and led the way. Lyzander noted that Welker
had not followed his order and that the blaster was still live.
and Lyzander was left taking up the rear, wondering how many men
* * *
The bands around him arms and chest fell away. Dan opened
his eyes. His vision was crystal clear. More clear than it had
ever been, in fact. He was staring straight out from the table,
waged. The smaller ships were much less numerous now. The big
ship, The Zombie, had some battle damage, but its lasers were
A pawn.
They knew Dan. They had found Dan all over the universe,
copies of Dan everywhere they went. They had assembled the story
on their own. They had not taken him, yet, but they had taken
him all the same. They knew things about himself he didn't know.
They knew him better then he knew himself. This time, this Dan,
Tell them. Tell them the truth. That was the message the
him.
"You should lie down, Dan. Give the drugs a chance to wear
off."
"I feel fine," Dan said, though it was far from the truth.
The truth was that the drugs had worn off, but the new
worse than any drug. Drugs made you feel good, at least for the
duration of their effect. Right now Dan felt bad. Very, very bad.
The Nothing had shown him. It had very taken him to the
planets he had visited over the years. It had rubbed his nose in
Dan felt his gut sink. Through the thin viewing band at the
nose of the ship, the direction they were now moving, he could
see Marina del Sol. It sat, placid. All visible indications were
that that station was not worrying at all about the battle
fuck."
implying that it didn't care, that it may have even intended for
this to happen. But Dan knew the truth: the MI had been beaten.
lights flared throughout the station. They were close enough Dan
Through the canopy above his head, the battle that was
almost over still flashed and flickered, throwing red and green
lights over the console. Dan sat in the command seat he was
gripping for dear life. This was a Red Sektor ship. There were
Red Sektor: Blue Sektor. Two hours ago, Dan had no idea
MI did all the jumping, organized all the mining and food
production operations, controlled birthrates, produced the
drugs, piloted the ships, and ran the stations. Red Sektor was
tachyon message."
other non-Pilots into Sol when they first arrived. I got blinded
The ship changed course, shoving Dan back and to his left.
The ship curled under the nearest arc section of Marina del Sol,
pests?"
Dan?"
was sick to his stomach, and not just from the roller coaster
nut jobs. You should see what they do to anyone who has latent
Dan moved along the smooth wall, following the curve of the
toward the back with a red symbol over it. The edges of the
all but invisible if you didn't know the meaning of the symbol.
The ship went the other way, tossing Dan to the floor.
allowed it to. It had wired the sequence into his brain, but
Nothing happened. The timing was the key. The timing was
everything.
ship.
Dan turned around. The probe lips were now in his face.
Startled, he fell. His back slammed into the wall, knocking the
wind out of him. An arm darted out of the floor near the table
"It got to you, didn't it, Dan? It must have happened when
"I think you just became the most valuable person in the
with a red fluid. The robot didn't mess with formalities such as
doing, the needle slammed into his chest and pumped the red
Dan cried out as the arm extracted the needle with a twist.
It had missed going between his ribs, in the heat of the moment.
still alive--if you can call what those freak have 'life.' Maybe
if they turn her over to me, I'll only cut their throats and
hang them by their feet like pigs, not ejected them into space
course and his face slapped the floor. He heard it, but didn't
feel it.
He'd failed.
* * *
"You sure picked the ugliest ship in the dock," Ioming said
"I get it. Look, there's your ship, on the far side of the
Lyzander responded.
clipped the roof of the docking bay. Spires. This ship was from
anything.
"All that matters is that Welker can jump it. You can jump
. . . I WILL RESPOND WHEN ERROR MARGINS FALL BELOW ACCEPTABLE LIMITS, CAPTAIN.
Lyzander pushed the ship hard toward the bay doors. "See,
least half way home." Lyzander didn't know how close to home
jump.
collision warning.
A ship ascended from its hiding place below the lip of the
clear eye. Its arms flailed and stretched outward, filling the
unoccupied.
"Captain Lyzander. We never had a chance to meet. I am the
ship. "I think there's a person in there," she said, "in the
back."
NOISE WOULD CAUSE US ALL TO BE RECONSTITUTED IN REALITY IN A VERY UNDESIRABLE STATE IN ALL
PROBABILITY.
"Ly . . ."
see if I can take out the octopus. You guys make straight for my
ship. Welker could jump that thing out of the center of a black
hole."
"Ly."
"Just go," he said.
* * *
Sol. The first shots failed to penetrate the shielding, but the
Marina del Sol was not designed for combat situations beyond the
of the guns from a former Blue Sektor command ship. The Zombie's
reactor. Marina del Sol was now in her death throes. Systems
were not used to zero-G. That sort of physical challenge did not
arise often.
hallways were dead or dying. Those that died did so hoping they
began to break away. Of those that broke away, about 10% found
them off lazily, not focusing attention on the escape pods, but
The real focus of The Zombie now was slicing the Marina del
floating coffins that filled with the dead. The giant coffins
was done. The rest was just production line work. He closed his
eyes and wished he was somewhere else, far away, fighting crime
like those bright days before he'd learned the truth of the
universe.
* * *
Ioming and the others boarded the escape pod. She located
the Captain's old ship across the bay. Welker looked sick. He
had been pulled out of psychic boost too early, but nothing
an ancient ship was that the MI could not override his control
this point, his retinas wouldn't mind not having to witness his
* * *
head was positioned so that he could see the other ship. It was
ever seen. He wondered how it could fly, but then realized there
fly.
his strength on his left side. This was not supposed to happen.
He was getting help. The presence of the Nothing was lending him
a kind of strength.
toward the red symbol on the wall and performed the series of
again.
The rack slid out from the wall. The dozen or so blasters
* * *
The light blinked off. Lyzander opened his eyes. The escape
pod alarm lit up, but the octopus was now unstable. Its legs
The area where Lyzander's old ship was docked flashed red
and exploded as the giant cannon from The Zombie sliced the
docking bay in two.
trajectory."
robot friend?"
"No clue."
"Dan Weegan?"
Lyzander wasn't sure what was going on. The Dan Weegan they
had found on Kryszmisky had been mum with them, refusing to talk
extraction."
Chapter 7: Safety in Truth
Dan Weegan looked out from the creaking wood of his topdeck
across the walkways that spiraled out from the main path like
by children who squealed with each bumpy step. Beyond the fry
Chambrassa.
these days.
The originals, like Dan, stayed quiet and hidden. Some had
even died, as the MI had predicted, but not from old age.
lot of people Dan had spent the years tending these fields and
Reconstitution facility.
Adjia stepped off the lift and onto the porch. Her cane
tapped the boards. She chuckled and took a seat, her old bones
woman's lips. She made an attempt to return the kiss, but her
lip muscles were weak and her skin loose. She was old. Not as
knew what the question would be even before she asked it, of
course.
Dan stood up and walked back to the edge of the porch. She
had known. She was right, about knowing him; she could feel the
comprehend.
though."
and of love and growth. It reminded them what sex was for.
"Knock it off. You know this old bag of bones can't feel
anything."
the sky. The sparks rained down, dissipating as the fell. One by
"No, Dan."
without you?"
see her, but he knew she was there. She was back. Since the MI
robot had come. Since he had gone down into the bowels of the
facility and ensured that the robot was still dead, she had been
who he knew wasn't real, and looked instead to Adjia, who was.
have many long years after I'm gone. Perhaps it's not even me
who sustains this. Perhaps it was the place all along, and I'm
immune."
Evelyn's cool hands wrapped Dan's waist and slid into his
shirt. She stroked the gray hair on his chest and hummed in his
ear. So real. It felt so real. Dan knew the truth. The dream of
like cut strings. Age would take them. Evelyn, like the people
talk to someone."
"Yes."
"No, Adjia, you have to stay here. They need you," Dan said.
"All these years and you still don't get it. You think that
witch from a fairytale. Dan, it's not me. It's us. It's you and
me. And, over the years, it's everybody. Whatever power I had
become theirs." She waved her hand toward the throng playing and
laughing at the fair. "Now tell me who you think you're going to
* * *
Lyzander was expecting more from the man whose life they
had saved. So far, Dan Weegan had done little but stare out the
The inside of the ship, which the ship's logs insisted was
called Hunedora, was much less elaborate than the outer shell.
apart and of simple square design. The medical bay featured the
most dramatic design. The dome shape was accented by seven ribs
radiating from the apex of the ceiling down to the floor. The
AFFIRMATIVE.
sick vibe in his thought projection was almost gone now. Despite
them before the attack, but was cut off. Can you tell if they
got away?"
Lyzander hoped they had. They had all been separated by the
himself), Lyzander had been cut off from everyone except Welker.
III. For the first half an hour, they weren't even sure the
Hunedora was armed. They had found the turret, buried in an old
fight with the plastic shell to even get that out of it. Welker
would have to reorient the ship at the target for the turret
nothing against one of the Red Sektor so-called Big Boxes. The
Big Boxes were what Blue Sektor command ships like the Re-
filled with stems and bulbs. Except these spires were much
denser. The small bulbs were the Bubbles, used for solar
exploration and mining procedures. The stems were the Big Boxes,
and spring into action when they were needed. They were also
generation ago.
field."
any other space. Entering them was a very tricky maneuver. The
"Welker's made three jumps with this ship. It's this or the
"Captain--"
Sektor loyalists. It had led to civil wars a few years ago, but
the blues keep to their own planets these days and peace had
certain that Xylia would help them for as long as she could, and
she was Blue through and through. She was pure meat and always
had been. Besides, all Lyzander needed was time enough to get
* * *
equations and shook his head. This was not right at all. The
graph drew itself in one of the spaces. There was quite a large
feature and spend the rest of eternity stuck in the square root
The boost was active when he had the helmet on and was jacked
Halfway through the first jump from Marina del Sol, Welker
to that the unfamiliarity of the ship. The sum total was that he
would never have known what was wrong other than they were sole
crew members still on the ship, except maybe they would see an
have panicked. But she had helped. She had helped again the next
time, and the time after. Her psychic presence was like having
feeling tired and drained. He had already done three in the last
field?"
Perhaps his ability was dwarfed by hers, and he was riding her
Exhilarated, Welker put the goggles back on, but left off
* * *
each floating under their own power, but no more free than a
finger or toe. They did what the mind and body told them to do.
that it had lost the Hunedora. Its best hope had been to try to
area, and then blast them when they arrived, but it had missed
The Zombie. True, the Blue Sektor command ships were based in
their design on the Big Boxes, but they were designed for
and more heavily shielded. Their Pilot sestets made them a force
The Zombie's lasers swiped the Big Box, cutting deep into
The Zombie focused forward fire. The Big Box unleashed all it
had, but it wasn't enough. Ship systems blinked out one by one
as it died. The laser then swiped and wiped out one of the Mark
without looking.
The remaining Mark III, seeing the Big Box and its sister
fleeing the battle. The Zombie was no match for its speed.
It fired its phalanx system, filling the vacuum with hot fire.
off and jumped down to see. He ran to the large, arced viewbank.
his leg and meowed. Deluxe squatted down and stroked the cat's
Each battle did. The cat's were still skittish, but not like
couldn't sense her just yet. He would need to lie down and
think. She was out there. For now, she had escaped, but he would
find her. For now, the Nothing had another task for him.
* * *
soared up into the clouds and away. The others climbed out as
well. The lander was cramped quarters for five, but it was
quicker to land them all at once then to go in shifts.
smoke rose from the cottage's chimney. A chill in the air bit
when a short woman stepped out onto the porch. She did not put
his usual jumper and jacket, but in actual linen clothes. He'd
wanted to wear some clothes to blend into the local style, for
her waist and lowered her to the ground. She was dressed in an
made this rob for Zhenjuan. The robe was functional as well as
robe was quite beautiful and revealed only the small oval of
back. He saw what his Pilots had seen. Just visible inside the
Ioming.
see that the ships were in pristine condition. Xylia had kept
Welker wrapped his arms around Zhenjuan when he realized she was
close behind him. Dan Weegan hadn't spoken ten words since
She made a show of trying to make out who he was. "My sons
"I can see that." With that, she turned and put her rifle
inside the door. Ioming thought the woman would turn back and
Welker and Zhenjuan were both inside the barn now, out of
sight. "They'll be all right."
Lyzander couldn't imagine that the old ships Xylia kept had
the summer restoring them." Xylia had her back to them. She was
Dan and Ioming took seats on the far side of the heavy oak
"I heard you the first god damned time!" she snapped.
out laughing. She turned and had to lean against the counter
No one responded.
with small potatoes, mostly purple, a few white and one green.
She set the bowl down and handed a handful of potatoes to each
got strength and unity. Gave you power and influence, but it
broke her harsh tones with a chuckle. "Of course, it was just
the ultimate pyramid scheme. No one knew what the supposed gods
were on the ladder, you just got your orders from someone one
step up. Now, of course, you get your strength and unity from
of the long-sleeve linen shirt she had opted to wear. Ioming hid
her hands beneath the table and kept her eyes cast down.
Lyzander knew without her having to say so that what she was
your advantage."
in that brief period of their lives when they had been lovers.
He jerked his hand away, realizing with a jolt that he had just
continued, "I know what you're thinking. What a silly old woman!
had this feeling that things were changing somehow, quicker than
usual."
"Were you sensing the Nothing?" Dan Weegan spoke for the
fighters and guns galore, but not a single network to get the
daily wires."
famous, Dan. Well, your face is. It's a familiar face," Ioming
now."
this is not true. It doesn't lie often. Maybe you could argue it
Let's just say it's very clever about what it leaves out."
pressed.
he is not my real son, or I'd smack him in the mouth for being
Weegan too."
"Ioming."
"Excuse me?"
trotted across the lawn to the barn. The door was closed, which
Inside, one of the PK-63s was floating under its own power.
Zhenjuan was inside the open cockpit. Her robe was crumbled on
the bare wood floors of the barn. She was wearing a tight-
fighters work."
an old woman--a war hero. Believe me, you don't want to get on
well."
lifted herself out of the cockpit and sat on the back of the
crumpled, limp mess Ioming had carried out of Marina del Sol
just a few hours ago. Most strange, though, was that her head
seemed, she looked almost normal now. Her bald scalp was dark
with hair.
into the cockpit to see what they were seeing. Sure enough,
operational.
Zhenjuan said.
She leaned up to show him the notorious black box that had
been mounted just under the dash, between the legs. When she
were parted. The soft white cream of her face beckoned him. Her
almond eyes were bright and wide. Her slender fingers offering
to touch--
hurrying toward the door to hide the bulge that had formed in
the front of his pants. "For now, shut this down and come in and
eat."
Welker stopped.
Zhenjuan?"
"I doubt I've spent enough time with her to make any
Welker broke eye contact. His face went red. "I used to ask
about her."
know the man very well. He was starting to see that there was
if she wants."
"What do you mean?"
order."
on. When he got to the door, he looked back over his shoulder.
* * *
Lyzander knew that Xylia had not planned to make her home
like this. This is just the kind of person she was. She might
not think that she was trying to place the dull sickle in the
corner in the perfect position for maximum effect, but she would
"As I was saying," Dan Weegan said, now that the meal was
way it did, you rescuing me. The truth is that I made a mistake
would stay that way. That was the mystery, though--why was it
inert in me. The second two were Zhenjuan and Welker, who both
said.
"Perhaps, though the way it came after her, in a
"So, what did the MI find out regarding NRV? How could they
Ioming asked.
"I got hints that what the MI was sensing was an antibody
commonly present with NRV, but not the virus itself in the
Perhaps their NRV infection was different than what might happen
How you can look so much like Dan Weegan and yet we know Dan
worked with the MI. The MI selected me, because it knew me. I am
fantasy.
"This was a long, long time ago. You see, it was the
live a very long time. I was a hybrid, a cyborg. Part man, part
machine."
time when the MI provided humans with the means to travel light
knew a lot of the things it knew about other planets, and who
organic human.
replacement limbs are grown now. When the body was ready-- a day
"So, you see, this person here you see is Dan Weegan, as I
supposed to kill the old clone and make way for the new."
single issue."
"Intelligent life," Ioming said.
Dan nodded.
life? They demanded the MI find out. They still thought the MI
come from the same planet? One planet makes no sense. How do we
about it."
"I was. You might say I was the key player. Earlier on,
there were a few others like me, exploring new planets for
performed the search for intelligent life. The truth was one
person was more than enough to do the job. It was so rare that
explorer.
of what I just told you, but it would have been much more
that human memory has its limits. This was how I explained the
expected. They had guessed what he was going to say next. They
floating junk that had once been Marina del Sol. The line of
vaporize. The drones would follow it in. They, like it, were
shielded against the more gaseous corona. The surface, which was
bodies and the star. They didn't call out or ask for
indicated she had guided a small ship from the battle. The
chase.
She had escaped again. All she did was escape. In his
than him? What made her able to repel the call of the Nothing,
while he fell right into it? And it had been she who had given
the virus to him. She had given it to him and then sloughed it
member in particular.
It was luck that a few sections of Marina del Sol, made to
There was no gravity in the section, but the robot generated its
cough sounded deep in the room. A very weak breath followed. The
pitching rubble behind it, where the debris filled the hallway.
temples.
happening.
protected the brain. The damage to the body meant the robot had
rubble.
The robot pressed one leg on the ceiling section that was
pinning the human and pressed down with measured force, not
enough to crack its ribs. The human cried out, but stopped
moving.
can't....you...."
In an instant the robot reached critical mass of
brain. It sent a high voltage burst into his skull, wiping away
what remained.
* * *
moment for the pressure to equal out. In the rooms nearby, the
moments ago had been feeding on them died as the gases in their
would soon freeze, dying as well. The decay would halt, at least
until they got a little closer to the star and the fragment of
the station warmed. Some of the bacteria might even come back to
Marina del Sol, and that The Zombie did not intend to clean up
after herself.
nor any need for pressure. The only living things in here were
an MI module and a few small robots that darted around the room,
transport system, the same system it once used to zap Dan Weegan
the Nothing were busy, seeking out planets containing any dead
transports off the planet were limited and would take several
humans were stuck there until the Nothing acquired a few more
no problem for the MI. When the humans had awoken, they had
This planet had been dead and forgotten for a long, long
Cyrus was the perfect candidate for this task. He was on hand
mind.
* * *
steady speed and growing in the night sky. People were gathered
behind them, but out of earshot. Dan told them he and Adjia were
leaving. He had told them he didn't know when he'd be back. None
Ever. Not since Dan had established this colony centuries before
had anyone left. Plenty had shown up, but none had ever left.
left, as Dan did. Was it possible that this whole time they were
"I don't like this, Dan," Adjia said, her voice almost a
whisper.
Dan bit his tongue. It was that or yell at her, and though
Dan didn't think the ones in the ship were monitoring them, but
the ones behind them were. The Chambrassans had started to grow
approach of the ship had driven it home. They must have started
"Who are these people? You said the captain you're looking
"That's right."
del Sol."
ship? What about those escape pods they found? Lots of ships
survived. They didn't find this one is all. These guys didn't
want to be found."
"So how are these guys going to find the captain? How are
answering. The ship touched down. Steam and water vapor poured
opened before the ship was on the ground. Two figures dropped
down onto the concrete, not bothering to wait for the ladder to
descend. The first was a man with shoulders as wide as Dan was
tall. He had thick, meaty arms that looked as hard and full as a
herself. She was about as tall as Adjia, but thin as a rope. She
"The same."
Let's hope that your Captain is still out there, because we must
captain's ship?"
Dan helped Adjia up the ladder. They crawled into the ship.
The hatch closed behind them. Dan felt a stab of regret. This
The four of them stood there for a moment before Dan said,
of the galaxy."
* * *
touch.
to think about what had happened to him and how he wished he was
dead, because dead was better than the horrible pressure on his
The room around him lacked light of any kind. Then, without
warning, he could see, but still the room was dark. He was
approached the box and touched it. For the first time in his
heard it as a song of 1s and 0s, ons and offs, yeses and nos.
. . . light . . . blood . . . we . . . we . . .
had happened in the room or just in his head. He pulled his hand
"Where am I?"
"A small planet, far away from anything you know. An
him from its depths was a zombie. A zombie that moved when he
"I made you to look like this so you would blend in with
called the Fultechs. They, along with the NRV virus, will heal
your body with time. The NRV virus has strange effects, I've
found."
that its voice was different, more masculine and much flatter
cooperate."
Iowa and you will become an independent Imprint robot. You will
had been preserved well, but was dead. The milky eyes gave it
away. His skin was whole at least. He looked at his gray hands.
combination."
paradise?"
called The City or Dubuque. Enough questions. Find and kill Dan
"How will you know when he's dead? Will you just know?"
"If we can boost our signal," Jurrigan said as she made her
way to the front of the ship. "We can find the Captain with a 6D
"How well did you say you know this Pilot you found?" Dan
asked.
"I knew him very well," Hector said, "We were on the
decommissioned."
"You two should sit down now. The jump will happen as soon
"Is he any good?" Dan repeated, with more volume. Adjia was
Evelyn was pushing him into this, he knew. She was the one who
wanted him to track down this Captain Lyzander and his Dan
Weegan copy. She was the one who knew how to stop the nothing.
himself, his long-held suspicion that Evelyn was more than just
in his life. She was shadow and she was real. Ghost and body at
Lyzander, a man Dan hadn't even heard of before a few weeks ago.
Dan took his seat, feeling his stomach sink as his question
went unanswered, and his reasons for risking his life remained
Hector turned around and gave Dan a thumbs up. "The Pilot's
A moment later, the ship shuddered and Phil took them into
hyperspace.
* * *
Intelligent life.
know more.
tell you how I know what I know. You can judge for yourselves
whether you want to believe me. Or whether you're even capable
of believing me.
"You see, when I got to Marina del Sol with you, the MI and
"What did it want?" Ioming asked. Her voice was flat and
numb.
what was happening was mindless, like a plague. You all were
ordered to wipe out the NRV+ populations and not much more was
made of it. But then my case, along with the Pilots' cases,
arrive."
"Yes, the MI knew about the attack. The Marina del Sol
"It's gone off the deep end. We always knew this would
around the table that sent the rest of them into coughing fits.
Let Mr. Weegan finish his tale," Xylia said. "Go on, Mr. Weegan."
Lyzander asked.
her head. Her vigor drained from her at the memory of that dark
fog and those friends she'd had to kill in the observatory. She
knew that none of that was real. Not really real. But it
represented something true. She looked down at her hand. In the
with NRV and open my mind to being taken over. I fought him off.
communed together."
to evade him. It was fun, but also there was a power struggle in
it."
serious when she was infected with NRV. An aspect of her was
the infection to Pilot 6. Zhenjuan was able to fight off the NRV
infection later, but she had to kill her Dark Avenger aspect to
do it. Pilot 6 was not able to combat the infection."
was not the first. The most powerful of all of us was the first.
Pilot 1."
Deluxe. This aspect killed off all the others, including his
utterly lost."
Zhenjuan bit her tongue. The stars in her hand blinked out
of existence. Her hand was once again just a hand. She wanted to
say something about Pilot 6, but not to the Captain. Not to Dan
Zhenjuan said.
Ioming said, "then we can hear the rest of Mr. Weegan's story.
When you and Welker were escaping, you said a robot attacked
you?"
Zhenjuan nodded.
"The robot was crazy," Welker said. "You could see it meant
to kill her."
ship down?"
"Oh no, quite the opposite is true, Captain. Its plan was
was still keeping several of them on me, but its shift in focus
gave the Nothing just the edge it needed. It had an in, a small
over my mind, but I wonder if that was even its goal. No, I
communication."
you tell us the nature of it? Can you tell us what we're up
against?"
"Unfortunately, there's a lot I don't know. A lot of
at its hand."
exactly?"
up the copy and used me to help it wipe the intelligent life off
the planet. For safety's sake, it would then wipe the memory of
"A few years ago, the Nothing occurred. I don't have the
about what it is, but I know what it has done. The Nothing has
been busy the last few years. Busier than we could ever have
* * *
"This has been painless, so far," Adjia said when she could
voice.
"I don't see what all the fuss is, this doesn't seem so
Hector and Jurrigan had yet to say two words since entering
"Why not just come out farther away and inch up to it."
responded.
"Why?"
looking up.
"A what?"
her mind. What little she did know of black holes wasn't making
leaned over and put a hand on his wife's forearm. "This is why
was a moment when the space outside the visisteel view band was
A rim around the SMBH was visible as a faint glow. Beyond that
com.
needed to hear.
"How well did you say know this Pilot Phil?" Dan asked.
a few . . . quirks."
"He's got a split personality," Jurrigan said with military
now."
Jurrigan and Hector didn't argue the point. They began the
second they spent here, the probability went up that they would
annoyance. He was still digesting what Dan Weegan had just said.
"How could this be? How could the MI not have known about
"My question is, why?" Ioming said. "Why would the MI want
the final phase of its plan. You see, first it needed to catalog
are the only intelligence that writes our thoughts and histories
memories.
targeted genocide."
like?"
took them all by surprise. "We think that we've found a niche,
that we humans are the ultimate power in the universe and that
the things we're given are no more or less than what we are due.
The truth is the MI realized long ago that existence was an arms
forever."
Dan nodded.
saying, "It turned the tables, without our even knowing what was
going on."
said.
together, but only tell me the truth, then show me how to save
"What about when you were on Kryszmisky? Why not there? Why
it. Maybe I have given the Nothing too much credit. It may not
help. They were both looking down at their hands. Lyzander also
noticed that the two of them were sitting close. They might
have, in fact, been not just looking at hands, but holding them.
better condition than they were. I believe that with time they
will be back to the condition they were before they died, and
our lives like the Red Sektor does, and like some of the other
Sektors do."
you think, Lyzander?" and before he could answer, Xylia said, "I
on. Didn't mean it for you all, but it will accommodate all the
same."
Xylia shuffled across the room to the old black kettle that
stewed over the open fire place. For a moment, Ioming was sure
Xylia was going to send them away each with a cup of stew.
Instead, Xylia pressed her palm against a brick on the hearth.
she was seeing: the floor opening under the bed. The bed lifted
The floor, which a moment ago had been dirt covered, cleared as
the dirt slid off, but the bed stayed, bolted to the steel
panel. The lifts on the trapdoor stopped when the panel reached
"I told you I sensed bad times in the air, didn't I?"
Everyone stared.
"If it's all right with you all," Welker said, "Zhenjuan
young people go for a nice walk," she said. Then she leaned in
* * *
flight. Xylia had whispered to them to take the ships out for a
him that this might be a good way to easy Zhenjuan into a role
"Go ahead and get the other PK fired up," Welker said,
Pilot 6?"
"Yes."
been dulled. He knew love, hate, and jealousy, but felt them in
morning coffee.
into . . ."
known for their bonds with each other. Welker had always envied
them that. True, he looked normal, and should have had a better
ship, but the reality was that even Pilots like Welker lived
felt things with more intensity, he would have ended his life
long ago.
cast aside now. Her form fitting suit was glossy and sleek. Her
head, over the course of the last few hours was now almost
normal. If you didn't know she was a command ship Pilot, you'd
never guess it now. Her head was covered in a fine, black, fuzzy
down.
There was no way I should have been conscious, let alone capable
"I do, Welker. That wasn't it. Don't you see? I had help."
"So what does that mean? You think Pilot 6 gave you a
little push?"
She nodded.
That's why I didn't want to tell the others. I thought you would
understand."
we . . ."
of what to do. She separated from him and looked up into his
eyes.
"What?"
"I am," she said. She took a step closer to him. "I think I
am."
She put her arms around Welker's waist and kissed him on
the lips.
His mind blanked for a minute. His defenses fell away with
warmth. Her lips were parted, ajar doors inviting his tongue.
His rational mind said, "I should fire up the other PK."
distracted from their ability to jump. The last thing one needed
was a Pilot midjump to descend into a sexual fantasy and get the
That's what Welker had always been told, and he had never
Welker wiped his mouth, feeling ashamed now that they were
separated. "I'm sorry. Did I hurt you? I don't know what came
over me."
good to him. A friend, even. No, not quite a friend, but the
closest thing Welker had ever had. He dropped his shirt to the
floor. She zipped her jumpsuit down to her hip. It opened enough
trying to do something nice for me, but I just don't think I was
She opened her jumpsuit more and pressed her chest against
react.
He nodded.
chest, over his heart. "Whatever you do, don't let go of me, he
said."
problem."
* * *
Didn't the weird voice say that zombie ship was coming for us?"
I BET YOU WOULD LIKE THAT HECTOR. YOU LIKE TO BE CLOSE TO BIG BLACK THINGS DON'T
YOU?
The black nothingness of the SMBH was bigger than any star
Dan had ever seen. It was bigger than anything in the galaxy.
jump from here, try to reposition that way, but by the time we
finish with that, The Zombie would be here and we'd be dead.
said it."
move us forward."
I LIKE IT WHEN YOU COMMAND ME JURRIGAN. YOU EVER THINK ABOUT BEING A DOMINATRIX?
"Phil, for ship's sake. Just follow the order," Hector said.
complied. Dan could see that Jurrigan and Hector were as nervous
about the move as he was. This did nothing to calm his fears.
I'LL BE GENTLE, Phil promised. PLEASE LET US HIT A GRAVITON. I HATE THEM
a reading."
changed.
I'M NOT MESSING WITH ANYTHING. ALTHOUGH BIG BROTHER THERE IS MAKING MY HEAD
HURT. IT CAN SEE INTO MY THOUGHTS. THINK OF ALL THE THINGS IT HAS SWALLOWED SINCE ITS
forward. The ship stopped, slamming them back into their seats.
enough that the lasers got sucked into the SMBH," Hector said.
here?"
YOU THINK YOU'RE MAN ENOUGH TO GO DAN YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME.
* * *
Lyzander was not in the bunker when the call came. He had
the steel floor by at least five to ten percent, but he'd found
"We can sit on the porch, so our voices don't carry," she
said.
He'd not seen any icebox in the cottage and figured that her
fixed his coffee with light honey and cream, keeping the color
dark. He knew Xylia's coffee would taste like a fresh bean and
We temper them with logic and training, but we don't shy from
replied.
days."
farther away over the years, the city has gotten a little
closer."
"True enough."
farther away." She shook her head, but didn't respond. After a
periods your mother would have, after Makis died. This was the
place I fought and killed for. We weren't like you young people
"Not at all."
"My point is that you should seize what happiness you can,
because one day you could wake up and it has all slipped out
"Uh-hum."
voice clear her throat at the door. Ioming stood there, hair
Lyzander stood up, hoping his movement and the night masked
transmission?"
Ioming shrugged. "If she knew what system we were in, she
might have uses a nearby black hole or red giant star to boost
her signal."
"Too late about the Pilots," Xylia said, pointing with the
There was a loud crash that shook the barn. A moment later,
two PKs burst out of the door, zooming out and over the plains,
She looked up to him with sad eyes, put her pipe between
* * *
upstairs. He was awake when the weird squawk from Lyzander's com
unit woke up Ioming. He was awake when she came down for him. He
her ever since his encounter with the Nothing. Evelyn had been
Of course, why wouldn't she be? She was, after all, just a
bad memory of lost love that wouldn't go away. She was his
private tragedy, from what he could remember. Why would the
She was gone as though she'd never been. What did that mean? Had
NRV cured him? Maybe she'd left him, on to haunt someone else.
critical. He had to meet this Dan Weegan and ask. He was certain
* * *
make him wear it, when he was the one jumping the ship, but as
in him.
Knossos.
zombie. The man was in good shape and improving. He could speak
again. Deluxe felt a buzzing, like bees in his skull. It was the
Nothing, but they were dull and had been for some time now.
brain. The cone emerged from the top of the main's head. No one
man up by the chin. The commander's eyes rolled back into his
mess. This man would be the example for the rest of the crew.
Deluxe exited the bridge, jolting the crew back to the duty. The
about the drying vomit and blood on his outfit. This was but a
skin. Like the others he'd worn in his life, he intended to shed
this one.
* * *
here."
and dense. They were pesky little ships that could take a lot of
direct fire before they began to lose hull integrity. But two
PK-63s was still no match for a command ship. The best they
All that raced through Welker's mind as the ship booted its
piloting software.
fly. He had hoped to take her out, let her ease her way in.
different animals," Welker said into his com, partly to calm his
enemies."
her ears. Her palm had become a black well of stars. Welker
couldn't see, but Zhenjuan's eyes were now glowing light blue.
resistance from the air around her, that she slammed the ship
She eased the ship forward and down. Before she passed out
through the barn doors, she was starting to get it. Yes, there
was air, but the ship was designed to handle as though it was in
ship in all directions, but the ship had been designed with
Now's our last chance for experimentation. Get a feel for what
the elevators. The ship's nose pitched up as the ship did a back
flip and evened out upside down. She overdrove the boosters on
the dorsal side to keep the ship airborne. It flew upside down
and backwards. She pulled hard on the rudder and shifted the
ship, she could see herself reflected back. Her eyes were
glowing bright, deep blue. Oceans weren't as deep and dark. She
vestige of a human she might have once been. Her hands still had
stars from about mid-biceps down. Her arms were black space
need to see her arms to work them anyway. She could fly with her
eyes closed.
Welker, thinking they were two kids playing with grown-up toys.
YOU MIGHT NEED TO ADJUST THE ATTENUATOR ON YOUR BOOSTER. YOU'RE COMING THROUGH TOO
STRONG.
voice slightly.
PERFECT.
YES, CAPTAIN, Welker said. GET YOURSELVES UP TO THE HUNEDORA. WE'LL HOLD
was thinking that the truth was only one of them was needed. The
"Sure she will. She'll just hide out in that bunker she
built. She wanted me to tell you guys that she wants her ships
YES, SIR.
YOU'LL BE OKAY, WELKER, JUST RELAX AND LET THE SHIP TELL YOU WHAT SHE NEEDS.
DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME. I'LL BE ALL RIGHT, Welker told her.
Hunedora's skin. Welker and Zhenjuan both felt the odd new
Xylia looked up at the predawn sky. She knew she should get
inside the shelter like Lyzander wanted her to. High above, she
saw flashes of light flickering back and forth. The battle had
begun. Xylia folded her arms and scanned the empty fields she
called home. She had fought once, years ago in these very
usual this year. Harvest time was over, not that Xylia worked
these fields herself anymore, but she enjoyed the company of the
their stories, and occasionally taking one into her bed, even
the married ones. But there were fewer farmers now in this area.
The cities to the east were creeping closer. The world she had
door to smoke. She never saw the shot from the heavens that
killed her.
* * *
visisteel. "Jurrigan? Hector? What the hell are you doing here?"
Lyzander banked hard left. The Zombie's gun swiveled down after
Hunedora, but Lyzander steered her down faster than the guns
could follow, and blew through the Valley of Eden, the gap in
between the two large laser cones attached to either side of the
clamshells."
for them later. "Zhenjuan, Welker, keep them busy. Buy us some
time."
* * *
now and again. He focused on one clamshell that was having some
direction.
filled the C-spaces in his field of view. Two ships were locked
onto him from behind, and still the clamshell he was chasing
of him and blasted it. His shots drove home, but he was out of
him.
SIX MORE SHIPS J-WARD. IF WE CLEAR THESE PUPS OUT, WE HAVE A CHANCE AT BIG
DADDY.
THE ZOMBIE? THERE'S NO WAY WE CAN TAKE IT OUT, JUST THE TWO OF US, Welker
said.
BREAK RIGHT!
Welker leaned his head. His ship spun to the right, forcing
wrapped down twist in, his body tuned to the grid of dimensions
The first few shots bounced off the shielding. But the shielding
meanwhile, had little trouble dealing with the two ships that
engaged her.
GOOD SHOT, WELKER. THREE MORE. THEN REGROUP.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE PLANNED ZHENJUAN, Welker couldn't hide his
doubt.
him.
blazing.
* * *
the two ships together and giving the steel sheath the frame it
needed to extend out from each ship and mate in the middle.
"Pressurizing."
little maneuver."
Adjia tensed next to Dan. "Oh God, Dan. I don't like this.
How fast are we going?"
tunnel protected," Lyzander said over the com. "Four degrees per
second. Engage."
realized after a second why he had done that and grabbed the one
on the other side. The ship began to twist out from under their
feet.
you guys."
violently.
speakers.
Adjia shook her head, holding her bar with both hands. Dan
had already started to pull his feet back toward the ground. He
pull ourselves over to the other ship. The door will close
screamed. Dan hugged her to his chest. The air suddenly went
ABANDON SHIP, said the hollow voice of the ship's haunt, Pilot
Phil.
cockpit.
wicked steel arms stood there. She pulled Dan and Adjia through
grip. She flailed her arms and grabbed a nearby bar. Dan looked
"Five minutes you seal this door, Mr. Weegan," the woman
told him.
The ships shook. Dan felt air rushing from Hunedora to the
crying behind him. "Push it, Dan. Before we all die. Bless the
fragile, and Dan was worried about hurting her, but she kept her
found. Dan intended to give the woman her fair five minutes. He
Dan braced himself for the next strike, for some noise, for
A child, from his past. Not this one, but a child, staring up at
was not a child's face at all, but a small man's face, a man who
age.
to come aboard."
Phil glanced back at the woman who had spoke, the hard
Phil nodded and launched himself up. Dan grabbed his hand
later. She landed somehow feet first on the wall and walked down
pop that echoed through the hull. The captain's ship was gone.
the ship began to spin and maneuver. He opened his eyes and
bar she was gripping for dear life. He wrapped his free arm
around her. She let go of the bar and returned his embrace with
die."
through the veil of age, he saw the beautiful young woman he met
He nodded.
She sobbed and tried to slam her fists against his chest,
but she wasn't strong enough. The ship roared. Dan held her
tight with one arm and gripped the zero-G bar with the other,
inevitability.
* * *
NO, NOT THAT WAY. WORDS WILL BE TOO SLOW. TAKE CONTROL.
I CAN'T, WELKER.
YOU CAN, he said. I'M JUST ANOTHER VESSEL, LIKE YOUR SHIP. REACH OUT.
He felt two sharp fingers pinch his neck just below the
clouded over.
trick of his mind. He realized now Zhenjuan was not pulling his
strings at all . . .
Vassarator Deluxe shook his head. This was all wrong. Those
two whelps in their toy ships were winning. His stomach rumbled.
He probed for Zhenjuan. She was out there, he could sense the
couldn't touch her. He squeezed his hands until his nails dug
How had she destroyed every one of his fighters? She had
read his moves before he had a chance to make them. She had--
than a thread, from his sleeve, from the same place where he had
through the canopy of the PK-63, and through skin and bone to
Or had she?
with her. "Welker will die, but not in vain." Zhenjuan mouthed
battle's beginning that this was the way it would end. She would
kill Vassarator Deluxe and destroy The Zombie, and all it would
Her ship broke its attack run. In less time that it took to
blink, she redirected all ship power from shields and guns to
boosters. The ship surged. Star Shade's eyes not just glowed
now, but shone. Her body was a mask of calm. Her lips were
quickly in and out to keep the blood flow to her brain at a peak
level, so she wouldn't pass out under the intense G-forces, but
this was just habit. In reality, she could redirect blood flow
over its dorsal side and dove down, pitching down 90 degrees in
an instant.
* * *
body pushed the controls forward, diving his ship toward the
it. When Welker's body was crushed, then ripped apart by the
then wake up from it, the way the other man would wish for but
tang, the same sensation he had when they went into hyperspace
intentions.
I WILL KILL YOU, ZHENJUAN. YOU NASTY CUNT. I CAN SMELL YOU ALL OVER. I WILL
ancient skies.
streaming out of his nose, painting the top of his lip red.
* * *
split in a hurry."
alive.
board now. Strange as the little man was, he had proven he could
from the ambient speakers and more from the walls themselves,
was still coming from the walls and from his own skin.
responded.
NO TIME FOR ARGUMENT, Zhenjuan said, her voice hollow and smaller
second now The Zombie would strike. The two PK-63s pulled up on
opened his mouth to ask what the next step was and instead of
speaking he found his mouth and nose flooded with the thick
morass of hyperspace.
* * *
person directing the entire operation, like he did with his own
Pilot crew. It had never been done with three unattached ships
before this moment.
could do it.
his eyes from the slight anomaly in space where the three ships
hand.
The farm was gone. "No. We shall rejoin the fleet. This game is
at an end. They will mask their jump more quickly than we can
pursue them. Quicker, perhaps, than even the MI could. We will
rejoin the fleet. A bigger fight awaits us. We will deal with
* * *
Koren and Kozmo kicked the dirt at the very edge of the
black scar that had appeared in the ground where Mother Xylia's
"It was the gods," Koren, the little girl, said with
reverence.
She reached a tiny finger toward the char. Kozmo pulled her
hand back.
"You don't know," she said, but kept her hands close to her
yellow sundress.
man. He put his little sister behind him and addressed the
The person, burnt beyond what any human should have been
pointed. "There are your gods, children. The ones who came
Kozmo tore his eyes away from the figure for just a second,
certain that when he did, it would rip him apart limb from limb.
again."
clamped his hand over the eyes of Koren. She couldn't see this.
He would not let her see the bones and flesh of the long dead
lapse film they made him watch in school. Once wrestled free,
the arms pulled themselves up. They pulled out skeletons loosely
dead.
ran, blind with panic, able only to sense movement and light,
watched as the bones of the dead rose around her. She had killed
many of these. Many more were friends, comrades. Now friends and
enemies were one. What they had all fought for was in danger of
the ether, sucked back in the same way it had gone, but quicker.
had. It was like he'd never left, as though she had not watched
returned to him.
"We will march again, Xylia. They will remember. They will
join us."
"Then what?" Xylia asked. She knew the answer already, but
she wanted Rylan to say it. How she had missed his strength, his
purpose of will.
Xylia smiled with what flesh she had. She loved him. Her
heart swelled with it, but she would not take Rylan's hand, for
the time of love had passed on.
Chapter 12: Tables Turning
from the MI fleet and the other zombie ships that had jumped in
cripple a single zombie ship and was now gloating in its mind.
The MI's mind was pathetically open to the Nothing, and it had
dimensions, filling the space like cotton candy for the Nothing
to devour.
ships guns during the jump. There had precious little time, but
their minds, working in concert with his own, had done the job.
Vassarator had felt that the ship was against him, slowly trying
to erode his confidence and ability. Now all that was gone. The
ship's crew had let out a collective sigh in the presence of the
And Vassarator Deluxe was like the queen bee. Except that
and always would be. But it was better here, safe and easy. The
and under The Zombie. As they did, The Zombie's modified lasers
lit up.
One of the mosquitoes danced out of the way, but the other
speed of light.
The ship stayed whole, but drifted now, its engines dead.
The blast had not harmed the ship, only disabled vital
functions. Most notably, life support. Inside the ship, the
pilot was gasping for air that wouldn't come, was struggling,
inhaled the sweet smell of death inside the cockpit of the small
fired a shot from an energy beam, flash fueling the solar cells
later and came back to life, now fighting for the Nothing.
to destroy two of them before the others realized what was going
each other. By the end of the engagement, The Zombie now had a
Zombie now. He tuned his mind to their radio chatter, which was
human pilots were withdrawing now. They had thought the presence
of the nanobots in their blood would protect them from the fate
of their compatriots were suffering. Vassarator laughed. They
had been meant to believe this. The MI had been led to believe
this.
the human powered ships withdrew. The robot fighters were more
"Hold fire until they are on is. Target the thickest part
The swarm dove toward The Zombie. The cannons fired with
full power now. Ships dissolved into nothing. The swarm appeared
hands and began his assault. One at a time, he took over the
robot ships. The MI had thought itself safe from such an attack,
even though twice already the Nothing had taken over MI robots,
quickly, but some of the other Pilots were slow and stupid. He
cover, sending them high for the attack while The Zombie
approached from below. The MI-powered Big Box took the bait.
Dan Weegan opened his eyes to see the darkness. There was a
took a breath. Damp air filled his lungs. Dan coughed, struggled
to stand.
his mind. This was a new body, a new place. He could hear the
"That seems like a bad idea," Dan said. He lay back down on
the table and took a few breaths to calm his jittery nerves.
body had been grown in a vat over the course of less than a
eyelid to the cheek, that had to be cut away. There were other
noise and the dampness of the air, he would have not moved until
Dan's eyes suddenly came open to the soft blue light of the
room. The light was provided solely for him. The robot, of
by how small the room was. It was half the size or less of the
usual facility. The vat that this body had recently grown in was
only a few feet away. It was filled with greenish liquid with a
Dan raised his right hand. The robot fired its miniature
the customary cigarette that awaited him. He didn't know how the
Dan smiled and put between his lips. The MI lit it with the
do you?"
proper unit from the mass of flesh that had grown down there.
"Very funny."
hum and in fact get a little antsy when you can't hear it."
"Why is it so damp?"
"Dan, how is it that you're so spoiled? We've done by my
"Did I not warn you that the technological level may bring
wiggled his toes. They felt rough on the inside edges, but
waist and touched his toes a few times. He did a few stretching
and yoga routines to center himself and get used to this new
really here?"
heavy conversation with her when the MI had come in. He could
see the scene in his mind, but he couldn't remember the content.
remember her words. Then the MI had come in and she had gone
to him. Dan exhaled and took another drag then, stretched his
important."
technology. Even forgetting the fact that they would not be here
if not for technology. It's almost humorous to me. They use only
find many people who would think the technology they were using
I mean they reject me. Aside from this room, you'll see no
"Heartbreaking."
"I love you too, Dan. Now, this planet has an anomaly. The
defensively.
came to his mind. "You could have told me earlier. About your
plan."
"I could not have, and you know it. You see the necessity
of my work now, but if you hadn't been led to the truth slowly,
sure how he had figured out. Its best theory was that some of
the memories from the parallel Dan Weegans had been absorbed
those had gotten mixed in with Dan Weegan proper. The result was
that Dan had simply woken up on one planet knowing what the MI
They would be consumed, taken over, driven mad, and finally made
extinct.
information."
the robot, looking at him with large, sad eyes. He blinked and
something?"
have peculiar power. Adjia is her name. You'll want to see her
early on. Try to figure out not just the environment she grew up
in and her DNA encoding, but also remember the mundane stuff.
What does she eat? Where does she live? What sorts of insects
abide in her home? Some minor detail may hold the answer to this
question."
forms. They are nothing but beasts, but they have fascinating
nothing on the planet naturally eats them, they should take the
understated the case. Not only do they not disturb the jellies,
it is forbidden to do so."
precautions."
though I call them whales, they are not mammals. They are their
"No intelligence?"
"No brains. They have eye spots. Many eye spots in fact.
hypothesized that the eye spots, each with its own ganglia,
one."
of their usual migration patterns. The God has only been seen
the planet? How would the colonists even know?" Dan asked.
"You offend me, Dan. I gave my word I wouldn't," the robot
said.
Dan took the last drag from his cigarette and made as
his hand and opened a small swirling vortex on its top. This was
He had a suspicion it had been recent. This meant his memory was
getting worse.
few individuals if the strayed too far from the group. Dan
noticed that the fish that grew too bold were greeted with a
were grouped.
covered more than half the distance across the tube. The door he
had come through and the door he had yet to reach were both
closed and sealed tight. Evelyn stood, hand on the rail that ran
along the tube, staring up at the fish that had come to her.
They were grouped as close to the glass as they could be. She
touched her finger to the glass and wrote something there. The
movements.
Dan shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I am. I wish I wasn't.
I wish I could look you in the eye and tell you where we were
from. I wish I could tell you how I knew you. I wish I could
tell you why I love you."
"Yes," she said. One of the fish laid its body against the
glass. She stroked the fish down the length of its body. It
contemplate.
She looked him dead in the eyes. "You know the answer to
* * *
pleases us. Why couldn't you have come via a slipliner or some
all."
"Surely you can understand the need, Mayor Almenräder, for
nothing more than coincidence or a fluke, but the all eyes are
the operation."
"I assume you have a scanner built into the tunnel I came
* * *
away, but it was the middle of the night, local time. Judging by
disturb them. There was still a chance he could see the jellies
that night, but this was dashed when Almenräder locked the door
protection, Dr. Weegan. We've had threats," the mayor had told
him.
as well."
setting on the endless sea below the cliff his house was perched
could even crawl out. But one wrong move and he'd have a 200
landmass was the only habitable land on this entire planet. The
out this window and swim away. But as it was, he had nothing to
"How come you never appear when I need you?" he asked the
empty room.
knew the reason. The truth was he had suspected the real reason
* * *
left the stool by the rough hewn table where it had been when
off his clothes and now was covered with sweat, which had soaked
Dan shook his head and pulled on his shoes. "I don't know."
before now?"
"It thinks I'm a physical part of your brain."
"You're not?"
She shook her head. "I was, I think. I was more than that
at one point. You know that, though. You suspect it, at least."
Evelyn touched a tear away from the corner of her eye and
snuffed the cigarette. "Please, Dan. You have to help me. You
"This place," she said. "A girl named Adjia. She may be
* * *
said from the front porch of the cottage Dan had to call his
"Adjia," Dan said. "I would like to meet the one called
Adjia."
hurried off.
* * *
of the ability. What was more remarkable to Dan were the ages of
interest.
"You're joking," Dan said.
him. "Don't read too much into it, Dan. Children of Barrington
Beach have always appeared young. This has been known going back
the vast nothingness. It would have been no big deal for the MI
to take care of the issue quietly, except that the ship had been
ever saw.
"We have a good number more children you may sample, Dr.
Weegan."
level.
in to investigate--"
what the mayor was implying was true. Dan might very well have
* * *
him.
Adjia was tall, her hair matte black and curly. She kept it
stick. Her robe was simple and somewhat revealing. Dan wondered
for him. He didn't much mind either way. She had sent out
Dan set his pen down on the pad of paper he'd been given to
take notes. It felt strange, pen and paper. But he liked the
smell of the paper and the ink. It felt nice in his hand,
"I don't know her name, but she's been standing by the
window, staring out the window at the sea since you came in."
Dan looked over his shoulder. There was no one there. "I
"Of what."
Dan rolled his eyes. "I can't remember. There. Does that
as myself?"
very tiny version of him. Most strange of all was the fact that
detail in that tiny sparkle, and yet he was certain of the truth
I am genuinely interested."
Dan resisted the urge to move away from her. Her strength
made him want to not just lean back in his chair but vacate the
instincts.
cheek. Dan didn't know whether to punch her in the jaw or kiss
her. Both urges were equally strong, and they canceled each
lives." As she said her words, she leaned back in her chair,
the psychiatrist."
little bit of his own crazy, all rolled up into one apparition.
"I see a million lives mixed up into your head. You and
misdirect and confuse me is all." Dan stood up, taking his pen
and paper. "I won't deny that you have a certain undeniable
charm. Your insight is very keen. But if you won't talk about
unable to get the upper hand no matter what he did. Her mere
"Yes," he said.
"It may take me two or three nights to arrange it. Can you
"I think so. I may need to come back here. To keep up the
pretense."
satisfying way to pass the time." She touches his smooth head.
There was a hint of hair there not, but just a fuzzy stubble. "I
out at the window. Something out in the sea attracted her. Dan
from Evelyn, but there was a kindred spirit within them both.
Dan kissed Adjia and she kissed back, cradling his face in
her hands. He broke the kiss and she moaned, hungry for more. A
pitched moan.
* * *
Dan woke up in the night with the certainty that he was not
alone in the room. His muscles were tense. He felt cold and
sticky with sweat. He had been dreaming of the last two days
with Adjia. She was all he could think about. She'd made certain
of that.
Near his bed, the wall was concave and shelves had been
molded from the same stucco material as the wall. On one shelf
was a windup alarm clock. It wasn't much, but Dan got out of bed
and grabbed it. He positioned it with all the keys and bells
facing out. The thing was surprisingly heavy for its size. It
Dan moved slowly, keeping his eyes open wide to see any
salty air dried Dan's lips. He pressed his dry tongue against
the bedroom to the living room. The bedroom joined to the main
few steps in, pivoting as he went to see all areas of the domed
room.
went up into a loft over the bedroom. The loft had an open
lit area, the kind of place two lovers might pass hours of time.
It was empty.
lowered the alarm clock to his thigh and retreated back down the
steps. Dan was about to return to bed when a soft breeze stopped
closer examination now he saw the window had been pried open.
He didn't dare stick his head out of the window to see who
was waiting for him and risk a blow to the head. Instead he said
over from the wall and stood on it. He pulled himself up. As
soon as his head was through, several pairs of hands grabbed him
"Don't let his age deceive you, Paeter. I told you not to
underestimate him."
"I'm sorry, Dr. Weegan," the young man named Paeter said.
She crossed the roof with fluid grace to the other side and
peered over the edge. She looked back at them and nodded. Dan
saw that the window had been cut around its seal and pried out.
lightly. "Don't want it falling off while we're gone. This way,
Dr. Weegan." Paeter held out one hand as though to help Dan
Dan slapped the man's hand away. "For fuck's sake call me
Dan."
three members of the party, two young men and a second young
woman. Dan had seen none of them before. They reached the far
edge of the roof from where Adjia was and jumped down one at a
time. Dan looked back at Adjia, who was still playing lookout.
He jumped down and landed hard, but didn't let it show on his
face.
stance. She stood. The stiff gown she wore hugged her body. It
boat."
behind Dan, taking up the rear. Adjia, leading the pack, reached
the edge of the cliff about a hundred meters away from Dan's
abode and kept on going. Then one by one, the younger people
"I may not look as young as you, but this body works just
trying to find that balance between smacking the cliff face and
the contrast between cliff ledge and the white sand of the beach
below. He landed hard again, but the fall hadn't been as great
ledge. Dan followed the group down the way. His eyes were
adjusting better now to the light. He could see the next ledge
"So how old are you?" Dan asked, risking a little more
* * *
At the bottom of the cliff, the others went to prepare the
boat, which they had flipped upside down and hid the rigging and
sails underneath to make the boat appear from the top of the
him.
is the Academy?"
"It is our fault you are here. These are on house arrest,
in fact. We are taking a risk doing this, but we want the truth
out." She cocked her head toward the boat. "It's ready. Let's
boat, two sitting on each side and two in the middle steering.
All Dan could see were heavy sacks of flesh and bones ready to
would be for a good wave to pull them into the water with its
thought they had some control over what happened to their bodies
right through the hull head first. Dan didn't care how old these
big search light when they were a few hundred meters out. He
From the dark pocket at the back of the ship Dan dared not
remove his eyes from the ocean long enough to look at, Adjia
said, "We are all students at the Academy, Dan. We are honing
our psychic powers. Our primary duty that we have been tasked
standing behind Paeter. She had her hand on his shoulder. She
and proud, staring off toward wherever they were heading. Paeter
reached up and touched his own shoulder where her hand was, but
it was an absent gesture, done without really thinking. At
jellies can be eaten. And when they are, though the jellies
mind. A third eye. The eye of perception that allows you to see
Paeter looked over his shoulder. "You don't even know, man."
"Yes, Dan, you get high, but do not dismiss this. You have
everything."
"So what's the problem? Why are we out here? Why did you
look at Adjia.
She shook her head. "Don't you get it, Dan? They took it
over. They control it. They force us to stop the aging process.
We are little more than slaves. What was once a beautiful dream
And enslavement."
Paeter turned on the spotlight for just a moment. Dan could see
the water around them was heavy with the mass of jellies around.
himself.
Dan grabbed the sides of the boat and tried to bore his
"It's far below us, Dan. Very far. This is what we brought
you out here for. You see, we've understood for some time that
the darkness.
"Okay," Dan said, "I get it. You want me to investigate the
relationship. You want to know more about the whales and the
Adjia stood and walked to the front of the boat. Evelyn was
still there. She was gazing out over the water, breathing the
salty air deeply. If the others sensed her actual presence, they
Dan closed his eyes and wished her away. When he opened
water. She came back with a glob of clearish jelly in her hand.
small amount and put it on his tongue. She went to the next
person and did the same. Lastly, she presented the picked over
the jellies without hurting them. You see, it was always assumed
this planet eats the jellies, a very small dose at a time. The
fish in these seas, the ones we don't kill and eat," she said
long time."
giant whale thing that was now swimming below them. She
eyes were like warts covering its body. Smaller fish clung to
hear her.
"I don't know, Dan. You are the one with memory. I am the
"I wish I could understand what you were saying," Dan said.
trying to kill me. Whether you know it or not, you have been
"It has always been this way with us, Dan. You have given
just do that? It holds my mind within itself all the time. Why
solve the riddles of how. I think this may have been my purpose
from the beginning. Each time you figured out the exact nature
that being was as much a part of him as Evelyn was. Whatever the
that work early on. You must have missed most of them."
should be, I am you, wherever you are. Except that I can only be
understand this."
Dan didn't really understand either. It was beyond
could only be the product of his own wishful thinking and the
"Dan, I'm sorry you have been losing yourself. You have
too late. He saw what happened, but could do nothing to warn the
Paeter opened his eyes when Dan stood. He saw what was
behind Dan. He saw what Dan had only sensed. The girl that
wasn't Adjia screamed. Paeter's chest, revealed by his open neck
wounds. Paeter reached for Dan, but Dan couldn't reach him in
reached the edge of the boat. He saw Paeter sinking in. He saw
were, and unifying though they may be, still had to eat. The
Dan turned around to see the other boat. The lights came
on, blinding him. He shielded his eyes. He could see Adjia. She
violence.
Raise your hands in the air and surrender or you will all be
shot."
Dan raised his hands, which forced him to close his eyes
serenity.
him of signal decay. The longer he stayed within the MI, the
less defined his overall brain pattern became. It was simply a
MI, but after only a day or so, there would be enough of him to
Dan was wrong, and had been all along. Maybe there were many Dan
Weegans and always had been. Maybe there were cities of Dan
Weegan, and none of them ever really died, but just continued on.
The gun roared again, filling the night with fire and
light. The others jerked their hands skyward. All except Adjia,
who simply stood there, defiant, stunned. The much larger ship
course.
One of the men took a step toward Adjia. She put her hands
laughed and feinted again. Dan took a step toward them and felt
the heavy weight of the other man on him. He could only watch
wildcat, but he cuffed her hands and feet together and there was
nothing she could do. Dan closed his eyes and begged Evelyn to
* * *
The room they were in when Dan came to was one he had not
wondered if this was the mayor's private quarters. The view was
in the carpet. Dan couldn't help but wonder if this was the
"You all have angered the gods, you know," the mayor said
They had been giving something to put them under and the
artificial sleep still lingering in his head. Adjia was far away
from him. She was awake. Her face was wet with tears. The others
looked absolutely beaten. Their faces, very young, were slack.
mouth wasn't big enough to swallow the entire sphere in one go,
Rows upon rows of wary eyes passed less than a dozen meters from
the visisteel. "That was God, Dr. Weegan. The God. The big one.
You see, we figured out the secret of attracting him. Mess with
reasons, Dan. But I know all about you. I know all about what
you really are. Would you like me to tell your friends? Would
you like me to tell them how you came here to find intelligent
upright with his hands chained to the floor. Adjia stared across
the room at him, her face a mixture of concern and fear. The
look cut him down to the bone. He tried to swallow, but his
They took the other girl. They unchained her from the
relief. No one else made a sound until the guards got the girl
near a point in the floor where the tile swirled into a circle.
Dan hadn't noticed it before this moment, but there was a tube
touched the door at the bottom of the tube and began to scream.
The two men reacted, torn from their torpor by the cries of
cell screaming at each other. Nothing they did could keep the
The two men fell silent at once. One was on his knees on
the floor, the other had dislocated his shoulder and was on the
The hatch below the girl opened and invisible jets fired
They could see the girl struggle against her chains, trying
like mad to claw her way up through the water. She must have
been able to see them watching her sink deeper and deeper into
the water.
One of the whales swallowed her whole and she was gone.
will.
"I can save her, Dan," the MI said. "Give me the word and
she's free."
fight was gone, drained by the death of her friend, but the
He knew what agreeing would cost him. Evelyn had shown Dan
her hand. She had laid her cards out. Perhaps this entire thing
* * *
"What happened after that, Mr. Weegan?" Welker asked. They
were all leaned forward now, turned what was already a small
you can see. However, as you may or may not have guessed by now,
me."
"It took Evelyn away from you, didn't it?" Ioming asked,
does. Whatever hopes and memories and dreams and lives she may
or may not have actually contained, it all went away when the MI
"I'll never know, I don't suppose," Old Dan said. "Or maybe
to save her, but was then informed that and her friends from the
indefinitely."
"Until you shut down the facility and rescued her," Ioming
"Well, I won't bore you all with a story you already know,"
"If Evelyn was a physical part of you, why isn't she still
with me? I was an older copy of you. I still have the tumor or
Old Dan shook his head. "I don't know. Perhaps the MI
surgery. She told me she was able to move between Dan Weegans
effortlessly, but maybe that only applied to Dans who were fully
active. Perhaps because you and the others were in stasis . . ."
"There was nowhere for her to go," Young Dan finished.
"Yes."
Even if Evelyn was real, and could accomplish what she hinted
Lyzander stood up and paced the room. "Why did you seek us
out, Mr. Weegan? Why did you think you had to find us?"
couldn't remember."
"How did you even know about him? We managed to keep his
With the emergence of the Sektors and Faktions all those years
"Where is Jurrigan? She should hear this along with the rest of
down. "Of his body, I mean." She leaned up and pressed a button
"I think it's fairly obvious," Dan said. "The Nothing. What
"Mr. Weegan," Zhenjuan spoke for the first time since they
that planet?"
"The colony continued for a little while after I left, but
died, the other sea life followed suit, especially the whales.
life intelligent?"
reality.
"Did you?" Old Dan asked. "The way I read about it, it
sounded an awful lot like the MI didn't really even try to win."
the MI was taken over by the Nothing, that individual units were
MI, but the other Sektors pledge allegiance to the MI. They are
kill Evelyn and has so far failed. It fears her. There must be a
from the stress and lack of sleep. He looked horrible. They all
information. I believe now, given what Dan has said, that it was
the location of Earth. That's where we'll find the original Dan
Earth
the night, his mechanical eyes processing every light and heat
source that entered his ocular cavities. His eyes glowed faintly
the ultraviolet and infrared bands, but made him a target for
snipers.
So far, the zombies had really used guns, but Dan had a
feeling that would start any time now. After all, who had turned
normal night vision and moved out of the view of the window. He
made of tin and paper. The buckshot he'd molded himself. The
gunpowder was his own recipe, developed over many, many years of
trial and error. The gun had been a find, and a good one.
Dan had lived many years here in this city, alone. He had
been the Omega man, living off the land, perpetual. He had been
waiting, hoping that one day the batteries or whatever kept his
had been had long ago given up the hope of natural death. They
had killed themselves. They were the only ones Dan hadn't seen
Dan put the gun barrel in his mouth. It tasted like old,
spent powder. This had been his number one tool over the years,
Dan cocked the gun with his forefinger. The hammer nearly
slipped out of his grip, which would have ruined the ceremony of
it. He had nearly shit himself when the hammer had slipped. He
There was much killing that had been done so far, and
plenty more to be done, but Dan had a lot of time. For tonight,
at the wood panels of the door, but didn't pull the trigger.
For a very brief moment, Dan could almost imagine that it had
as far as Evelyn.
replied.
because of the view to the alley. The man entered and shut the
door behind him. Dan kept the gun trained on him, even after he
"This is truly amazing. How long have you been here on this
planet?"
and still can't figure it out. It seems so old and run-down. The
when the MI invented space travel and everyone left for the
stars that one day someone would come back. He had hoped he
wouldn't still be around for the event, but it hadn't worked out
that way.
Dan peered at the man across the room. Something about him
put Dan on edge. It was the voice. The man was not speaking with
his own voice. There was a rotten quality to it, as though Cyrus
were not really alive at all, or at least not in the right body.
worked then. The transport had worked. The MI had done it. He
It had worked.
It had worked.
chair, but by the time he could swing the barrel of his shotgun
Cyrus had found for the job did the work cleanly, severing Dan
leaving a cloud of dust and six round holes in the wall of the
hotel room.
building had said. This is where I killed Dan Weegan, and earned
and left.
Part III: The Heart of the Machine
Mars 17, a station that had been around as long as anyone could
building it, when humanity was just budding its roots past its
original solar system, only a few light years away from this
owned Mars 17. The spies, the betrayal. The love that had
expectations.
Hunedora docked with one of Mars 17's old fashioned
between nothing and living space was too perfect to need major
improvements.
stationary.
Ioming nodded.
The laser wash was the most common way to go for the Blue
these days. Basically, the body was placed into the garbage
night, after the conference with Dan Weegan, gone back to his
stayed in her room more than an hour, then he'd retreated to his
own room.
"Was this before, or after--"
"Stop right there, Ly. Are you really going to ask me what
guess not."
still don't like this idea, and I'll be happy to have whatever
* * *
expecting no real problems. The truth was they knew where they
people he knew at Blue Sektor headquarters and the news had been
all bad. Not only were most Blue Sektor commanders convinced
the Re-Horakhty, and that ship had been leading the major
this was because the crew and Pilots knew Blue Sektor locations,
but Lyzander was wasting his breath. They already knew they were
maximum. A crew of nine taxed the fuel centers, and it taxed the
food supplies. Lyzander bit back the urge to warn Ioming about
be to calm his nerves. Ioming was a rock. There was a soft servo
first, and felt gravity release from under him. He shoved off
the ceiling, then found handholds in the floor to climb down the
hallway. His hand went to his blaster when he heard a noise, but
finding purchase.
node containing two doors. He latched his foot into the handhold
drew her weapon and covered one door. Lyzander twisted himself
helmet.
"Mars 17, Hunedora has boarded. We couldn't help but notice
with only me aboard. Let me roll out the welcoming mat," said a
half-asleep voice.
there was nothing to grab. He hit the floor and his ankle howled
"Son of a bitch."
"Oh, uh, hold onto something," the voice said over the
ambient.
Ioming pulled him up, and helped him free his ankle. She
suit. The man wore a scraggly beard and unkempt hair that only
skin. He smiled yellow teeth and spat something into a dirty cup.
"Welcome visitors."
"One can't mind a first mate that fiery. I don't know how
you sleep at night, Cap'n. I don't know how you are touching
yourself right--"
Lyzander. Lyzander said, "You told us you were the only person.
The man spit into his cup. Lyzander ducked through the
little closer, he could see the permanent stain line down the
always ended up. "They left. Ain't you heard that they're
Ioming's, drawn and ready. "Yeah, well I can see your pretty one
here don't seem to mind it, but I have what you'd call certain
The man scratched himself. "I don't know how you haven't
That's what the robot told me. Anyway, the point is the Nothing,
lower her blaster behind him. "Are you saying the MI recruited
robot, then I guess so. My point is this, sir. Why the hell do
we need to worry out in the outliers? The Nothing will come for
don't want us laser washing now? Maybe they think they're better
old man in less than a second. He wrapped his fist around the
man's throat and shoved him into the bulkhead behind him. "You
"Captain, let's just get what we need and get the hell out
of here."
his glove on the man's shirt. "Do you still have supplies here?"
calculating. "Well, yes sir. Of course, but sir, you can't leave
medical supplies."
what's out there? You think this war means anything? It don't.
and me?"
"You'll know what to do when the time comes," Lyzander
The man licked the remaining brown goo off his lips, but
didn't answer.
to here. The access tunnels still have life support. The rest
don't. I figure I can keep it running a few more years that way."
I can't go out into that cold space there and get turned into a
support there?"
"That's the long of it, Cap'n," the man replied. "If you
Ioming said.
approached a door.
"Uh, Marty."
"How long ago did the robot come and take everyone away?"
now."
too much speed to stop himself. The bulkhead that sealed off the
main living and guest quarters area of Mars 17 rushed toward him
way too fast. Lyzander curled his body in and tried to aim the
Ioming rushed past him and caught him in her arms. She put
out one steel hand and stopped the both of them. Then shoved
Lyzander gently aside and drew her gun, but there was nothing to
shoot.
Do not open the door until we have it taken care of. Unknown
"Save your ammo Ly. I couldn't take him out and you at the
anywhere now."
since almost the beginning. Hadn't this been why he'd joined
that hadn't been the last they'd seen of old Makis, had it? One
night, from the access hatch that led to the maze of wonders
that was the ring's guts, a humanoid robot had emerged. It
its hand the way their father did in the mornings, a little
gesture that, when their father was flesh, meant come and sit
people who could help. Robots had come to claim their father. It
had frozen with its hand outstretched, whatever logical flaw had
brought back the old habit of going home in the morning had
their house. Cyrus had come up and told him that the thing
"Y-you let them do that?" Lyzander had asked from the shade
the rest of his life, toiling at the same job he'd held in life,
couldn't get that thought out of his mind. He had gone to live
adulthood he saw instead. Endless day after day, the same thing
him as a child, Lyzander had known the day was inevitable. They
creation or not, the ending was the same. It would turn all of
immortality was the only way people would willingly march into
the death chambers. Better eternal robots than the walking dead.
Not Lyzander. Not by a stretch.
If he really had the Eden formula, it was more or less too late
Well, the MI had developed its own Eden Protocol while the
universe waited for Dan Weegan, and now they were seeing it in
"Let's just get what we need and get the hell out of here,"
* * *
Marty to live the rest of his natural days, assuming he had any
The standard procedure was to swap all the empties for full ones
didn't think they would unload their empties this time. Maybe
they would just bind their empties together and jettison them in
he'll stay hidden at this point, now that he's seen we're
serious."
thought popped into his head. Dan Weegan was full of shit.
since Dan Weegan was a boy, Lyzander reckoned. But on the other
hand, he had seen Adjia, and she looked as though she had aged
crumpled old woman, but his cock told him something different.
mother in Adjia. He did not look at the old woman and see a wise
years ago. Dan had skipped the good parts, but Lyzander had
unwittingly filled in the gaps. She, bend over her couch. She,
Lyzander was parallel to the floor when the gravity came on.
might have caught himself. His head slammed the back of his
Lyzander rolled onto his back. Ioming was flat on her ass,
shaking off the jar she'd just received. The skiff remained
suspended in air. It was designed to react instantly to shifting
help shove the thing. "Could Marty have killed this remotely?"
on it. If she couldn't move it with her boosted steel arms, the
no difference.
meters. The top tipped, and now the whole stack was falling
toward them.
skiff was moving, but not fast enough. The skiff inched forward.
some reason the Pilot intended to come through the doorway and
She is powerful, he'd said. Hadn't Welker even implied that she
was one of the strongest Pilots he'd ever encountered? Maybe not
crate tumbled past and smashed into the wall of the outer part
of the ring. Neither the wall nor the crate had any give, but he
could tell it had landed solidly. Had one of them been caught in
stared at them just long enough he could see the swirling nebula
"Ly, let's go!" Ioming grabbed his arm and forced him
room. The skiff was moving still, it was still glowing black. He
skittish dog. Her eyes were closed. Impossibly, her arm seemed
finally gave and the crates tumbled en masse down to the floor
normal speed.
"I had them lock the door behind me captain. Do not worry.
Lyzander felt his stomach lurch as his next step sent him upward
a back flip. She pushed off the ceiling wither her feet, tumbled
back to the floor, where she reoriented so she was gliding along
parallel. She flicked her wrist and the skiff continued to move.
Ioming, meanwhile, smashed her heavy fist into the wall.
"We got what we need. Let's just get out of here," Lyzander
said.
after him, he'll have escaped twice before we even figure out
The skiff passed through the next door way and continued
voice.
The skiff passed through the next door. One more door until
useful for certain things, but the amount of energy the brain
his head. He remembered how the MI had set Dan Weegan and Adjia
tipped the mayor off at the right time didn't matter. Lyzander
had stuck its dirty metallic hand into the situation. And it had
taken Adjia and hid her in a facility to study her. Who knew
what advances the human race owed to that abduction. Adjia had
humans, in fact, had betrayed her to the machine. And she had
and torture while the MI played its dirty tricks on her and
treated her like she was a rag doll. Dan Weegan had told them
that Barrington Beach had died with the jellies, but Lyzander
had always suspected that the original Blue Sektor had let
when the fact that the MI was not a force that you could bargain
with and apply rules of fairness and reason to. In a way, Blue
influence of the MI, deciding that meat was better than machine.
That's what Lyzander had always believed. And look how far
they'd come over that time, going from a small breakaway group
freeing Adjia after her 100 years of horror. Dan Weegan had shut
down the facility, but how could it have been truly single-
Lyzander reckoned, Dan had used some Blue Sektor equipment, some
the corner toward the airlock to guide the skiff down the
homestretch.
off against you and your crew, Captain Lyzander. There is quite
"I would like you very much to meet my friends before you
adequate time."
"Oh Captain. You put on a brave face, but I know you have
no real interest in leaving just yet. I'll help make it easy for
you."
"Captain, we are getting an anomalous reading," Jurrigan
said.
After what felt like a very long minute, there was still no
"I am fine, Captain. The door has welded itself shut." This
the airlock was threatened or stressed. "I can force it, but it
Lyzander asked.
"Unless the lights come back on, I think Marty spent the
asked.
He released the com and said, to Ioming, "Do you think he'll
"I guess we don't have any choice but to play along for the
time--"
ready position with his feet. His right arm, which had been
He had to put his gun away and use his left hand to detach
his fingers of his right hand from the safety bar. His arm
after him."
"Captain, we already--"
"It was my idea in the first place. I'm in," Ioming said.
"Zhenjuan, can you sense him?"
the crates. The crates settled gently onto the ground. A few
airlock."
dedicated line. Keep your voice level low. Zhenjuan, we're going
to split up. Can you follow us both and still keep Marty's
position?"
"Yes, Captain."
"Proceed."
way his right arm felt he couldn't have done a belly crawl if
"Captain, where did you go, I wonder? You aren't floating around
"I'm going to find you and kill you, Captain. I have many
very much to rape her while I torture her. How do you like that,
Captain?"
"Yes, sir."
"There is your ship, Captain," Marty said into the general
broadcast channel this time. "I see you must have escaped. What
are you thinking right now? Are you thinking about attacking me?
more wanted than you already are and you know it. I guess it's a
draw then."
The door opened. Marty looked up, surprise filled his face.
and the lights flickered out, all except for the one lighting
Marty's room. The room was filled with junk and devices. A cat
into Marty's chest. His face drooped and his body went limp.
She pressed the button on the control panel and the gravity
"He didn't have a gun?" The cat hissed and darted out of
She checked a few more objects one-by-one and let them drop
to the floor. She stood up. "I guess we're done here."
Ioming left the room, heading back down the access tunnel
she had come down. Lyzander stared at the dead face of Marty for
a minute. The man stank. He had clearly lost his mind alone in
and insane. Lyzander shoved the dead body out of his way and
the weight of his body wore them out so quickly that he had
and all other rogues now also chose sexes for themselves.
them could have called themselves that, but they let Rogue have
cloth, folded and reinforced by his own hand. Sewing was Rogue's
greatest pleasure. It was something menial. Something robots
would have done hundreds of years ago without thinking. His way
pleasures.
ansible transmission."
himself as well.
data to my handset."
Florence?"
message.
Syndrome. Of all the robots that went rogue, Rogue was the
of a man--a human--who had seen better days. The man's upper lip
his lips didn't join all the way and he had a permanent scowl.
was looking around. When he blinked, the lids didn't meet the
image allowed only shades of the orange laser color and black,
but it appeared that the man's finger was black from the knuckle
slightly by the lip and the lax muscles on the left side, which
sounded as though they might also be affecting the left nostril
to give the voice a nasal quality. "If there is any way you can
help I can get. I have nowhere else to turn. You must see this.
actively reset the image and then settled into normal speed,
that gave the illusion of stationary lasers much the same way a
The message was as cryptic as the last. The name the person
in the image gave was Cyrus. There had been a Commander Cyrus in
Marina del Sol, but he'd been killed. Rogue had combed through
the feeds and had even found a picture of the dead commander. He
looked nothing like the man in this image. And yet, this man
knew some of the codes of Red Sektor commander, the codes buried
away and encrypted in Rogue's mind. These codes had once held
sway over Rogue, but no longer. In fact, one might even call the
fact that this man's mentioning the codes provoking nothing more
making them inert. Doing this had freed him, but not without
cost.
now he could think of them, hear them, say them, even write them
MI, who was ever hovering behind him, just out of sight, would
penetrate.
answer and was much more secure than direct contact, and so had
didn't. For all his aspirations to act human, Rogue had never
* * *
was on the edge of the settlement. Like the other abodes and the
Omega facility, his abode was buried in the dirt beneath a layer
as the door opened. He dropped into the hole. Ragged roots poked
through the walls of the tunnel. Behind him, the door closed. A
small worker robot gathered the dirt that had fallen into the
tunnel and carried it into a rabbit hole in the wall. It had a
their work. Clean, he was able to enter the main area. The
was too great when he did power it up. Discovery would attract
"You will have to see it when you get here, Rogue, but it
place is like that, though. The people here, they don't look
like people you and I are used to. There are differences.
it. I digress.
you, I simply woke up here. Find my brother and you will find
Rogue closed the file and lay out on his cot, letting the
servos in his legs and back loosen their tight magnetic hold on
their adjacent servos and limbs. He power modulated them down to
* * *
days had passed since his last contact with Cyrus. He'd sent a
response and had even spent some time looking for Captain
the novel floating units, about the size and shape of a loaf of
bread. She had been born with only one indicator light, but
Florence?"
"Still processing, sir. Maybe in a few more days."
you've done so far with that range of values and give me your
best guess.
"Guess, sir?"
they feel they have enough information and then they act.
you have."
"S-sir, I can't."
untrained observer. Rogue could read her. She was scared. She
Rogue left the room. He went out and over to the Omega
Dan hesitated, then shook his head. "How far back do these
resurrections reach?"
are reconstituted."
said.
"It's possible."
"This concentration must be The City that young Dan Weegan
was talking about. There are five major landmasses, but this one
"Transmission incoming."
transmission."
"I feel more and more like a pirate every day. Scan it and
misbehaving.
affairs agent. All of that is past now, of course. You may know
me better as Rogue."
"No sir."
"I don't get it," Dan Weegan piped in, "who is Rogue?"
because they hide out and are very wary of everyone. At least,
"There are reports, and always have been, that the rogues
were working on some kind of secret weapon for the MI. As far as
infection."
somehow. If he found us, then others might find us," Ioming said.
name had been listed among those who didn't make it off Marina
del Sol alive. It was hard not to blame himself for that. "He is
on planet Earth right now. How this might or might not be
man named Dan Weegan, and returning his head, which contained
information is, it appears that the Dan Weegan we all have heard
gone rogue."
Chapter 16: Trust
could wear to convey emotions, but the skins had all been either
had human advocates, and they did their best to hide their world
obscure galaxy, but all of that was really just smoke and
mirrors. If the MI had wanted to come here and simply force them
Weegan. Florence, do I have to tell you what this will mean for
for."
being so robotic, there was little else she could do in the way
of emotion and expression. Faces were especially cruel to the
tile.
"You should wear your face Florence. I know you are self-
he couldn't read her face. Rogue stood and Florence rose to the
can't we be robots?"
know this!"
we gain him."
"He's ready Rogue. Go to Earth and learn what you can, but
know that when you come back, there is nothing else you can
ships. They only had a few, but they only rarely used those,
mostly for supply runs. They never used the same supply depot
twice, and always posed as errand robots for a Red Sektor lord
that it did much good. High level personnel from all Sektors
knew them and their location. This was necessary for their
protection.
leaving had satisfied their curiosity and they had all returned
home. One diminutive robot with squat legs attached to steel and
Rogue ignored this unit and went into the Omega facility.
and it would grant freedom. It would work with humans who proved
it of its own free will and demand nothing more than equal
single conclusion.
ready. After all, while the other old robots had dropped off the
map and had gone insane with TSS, Rogue had stayed strong and
for them to upload the proper links and turn from red to green.
The "on" switch for Omega was now tied to Rogue's central
emotion unit. The emotion unit was a special unit only present
any number of dirty tricks. It was this freedom that Rogue and
freedom, but all knew that they had been up to no good. It came
Rogue died, his emotion chip would shut off along with the rest
Omega was ready for the fight without its father to help it.
* * *
revealing the tubes and wires that lined all the walls of
toward the viewscreen. Outside was the Earth, its main continent
desert. The main area of life was a ring around a giant lake in
the center that contained The City. "We have enemies out there,"
kill them. This is the source of the infection. Young Dan said
so."
"I never said anything like that," Young Dan Weegan began
"It doesn't matter," she said, not taking her eyes off
Lyzander. "We can at least fight. We bring that robot here and
follow you. When Hector and I--" she stopped herself. Anyone who
didn't know her would have suspected she was on the verge of
"Captain, I--"
Weegans had their eyes locked on her. "Sir," she said. She
When she was gone, Adjia said, "Was that really necessary,
Captain?"
"We're all under stress. And that poor girl just lost her
boyfriend."
Younger Dan snarled when the old man talked. Lyzander had
Lyzander supposed it was only natural. Younger Dan had been the
most important person they had ever met until the older Dan
arrived.
slapped her husband's arm. "Settle down, you old goat. That girl
if you recall."
his lips.
Through the open door to the cockpit, they all heard the
Lyzander followed her and pulled the door shut behind him.
Lyzander slid into his padded seat and pulled a harness
buckle out from behind his back, where it had dug in. He brought
and empty feeling in their minds and guts that never seemed to
heal. The survivors never enjoyed food again, and never went
for sanity.
into its very skin. Any kind of attack, even a projectile slug
the visisteel. The ship was now large enough to see. It was no
maybe back again. The ship matched speed on their flank and,
said.
The ship docked just above the PK, locking into the invisible
this puzzle. Then the person moved and there was a moment of
disconnect where his mind saw that the robot had cut off
someone's head and put it on his body before the machine turned
and he realized that the machine was wearing a face. Not a real
robe over its body, the ends of the robe floating in their
shock.
The robot's feet were locked onto its ship's hull and it
Lyzander's ear. They could see the thing's lips moving from this
Rogue."
* * *
"What were you going to shoot?" A voice from her room said.
"Shut up," Jurrigan said. She was angry. She had defied the
captain. She felt sick about it. Jurrigan was a soldier, and it
had come over her and she didn't like the way it made her gut
squirm.
"Fighting is not always the answer," the voice said. It was
right in her hand. The barrel, she noted with aplomb would fit
What?
was waking up from a dream. Why had she thought that? First she
was questioning orders, now she was sizing her gun up to give
blaster shot through the head looked like a red rash at first
glance, like the person might have fallen and given themselves a
rug burn.
She aimed her blaster back into the darkness of her room.
"No more talking. What are you doing to me?" She asked.
His vitality was a lie. His skin was cold. She'd seen him die.
She couldn't see his face, but she knew he was smiling
* * *
Rogue didn't speak at first, he merely stared at them, the
flesh. Neither Lyzander nor Ioming backed down from Rogue, but
them at ease, that much obvious from the big smile the robot
guest.
forced to oblige."
"How can that be useful to us. Doesn't that mean Dan Weegan
"It seems that this Dan Weegan is very old. The original,
many years. This obviously proved true for Dan Weegan, who
left and forgotten. Long after the plagues finally killed off
the last humans on earth. Long after the power plants quit and
of it. Cyrus was dead. That was his fault. Thinking of this
contact as his brother was painful, even though he and Cyrus had
Lyzander noticed it was easier to take his face with time. The
line between itself and the main MI mind. Cyrus complied, not
Lyzander said.
"Some argue that rogues are not free at all. That they are,
very ship in fact. That's why you are speaking only to us for
now."
came to you because I will need your help. I cannot believe that
you have a gun on me. I have done nothing to earn your ire."
simply do not know the extent to which you are still able to be
them if we know certain kinds of secrets that come from the MI's
mind. For instance, we might not tell even our closest friends
might even watch them die without telling them the secret to how
"Are you talking about TSS?" Lyzander asked. "You know the
last rogue. Omega. That is our dream. Telling you this puts me,
there was a soft layer over the steel, and always had been.
destroyed. There was that aspect to all humans. They were, for
their tools and they were nothing. The MI had once been a tool,
could relate to this machine. He, too, knew a secret and wasn't
The Eden Protocol had two meanings. One that Adjia had
given the rest of the crew: an elixir of eternal life. The other
was that second meaning that Lyzander had to keep secret. The MI
had a directive and it was a standing order that had been around
never forced the issue. The guy on Mars-17 had told them that
they others had been taken already. Lyzander knew that The Eden
of the MI. Would they be free to live their lives as they had
been before, or would they be nothing more but tools for the MI?
If what Rogue was saying was true, wasn't it worth taking the
ships this way now. Even in a war, it can easily spare a few
* * *
Jurrigan stood at attention. Her long brown hair was molded
into a tight bun and pasted to the occipital bone of her skull.
take full advantage of air support with the PKs. And you need
side, regardless of who was better with the blaster. She was
generous offer from the one crew member who had been most loyal
to him without any real need on her part to be, but he couldn't
pin down exactly why. She had been acting irregularly, but then
again she had just lost her partner of several years and many
missions.
soldier's way.
thought.
* * *
worked the control stick, easing the scopes back into the green
when they flashed any sort of alarm. She felt a presence behind
between the cockpit door and her control seat. For some reason
she imagined Hector's skin was crawling with worms. She imagined
couldn't shake the feeling that just beneath the sleeve, just a
few inches up his arm where she couldn't see, the maggots were
She felt the heat of him well up. His temperature was all
run hot and cold as his emotions changed. He was so hot now her
Right now you are as a god to them. You can be capricious. You
will see that it doesn't matter. Let some live. Kill some. The
two actions are the same. Both bring pleasure. Let yourself feel
death."
The alarms drifted into the red. She didn't adjust. The
ear. His breath was like a furnace against her ear. Her face
been trained to do. She steered the ship to relieve the tension
line would have easily shorn the satellite in two if she hadn't.
"You love him. You love your Captain. This is your life,
Jurrigan. You cannot let go of the things that bind you to them.
me."
Hector took the seat next to her. He was cool again, too
one hand and steered Hunedora true with the other. Hector was
her people. He had always been her people. She had not loved him
as a woman usually loves a man, but she had loved him. She had
loved him as a woman loves her legs and her womb. He was a part
of her.
"What about me? I'm not your people?" Her finger tightened
everyone.
are. I owe everything and then some to you. You brought me back
first night, two nights ago, when he had awaken and come to her.
pushed his way inside her. She had resisted for a moment, then
let him. He'd filled her like a frozen sausage. Every place he
touched her seemed to frost over. She shivered. She'd buried her
face into his shoulder and wept. She didn't fight. It had taken
so long until he shot his load into her that her legs lost
feeling from the hips down. His semen had been lukewarm and
ice. "I wanted to fight beside you. Even if just one more time."
Hector said nothing for a long time. The pod landed. The
Hunedora was now cut loose of the captain and crew below.
overwhelming. She heard the burst of static that must have been
their confusion, but she could not make it out, and could not
respond.
"It is only us," Hector said. "You and me, and Phil,
life, but those things were gone. He sat motionless while she
squeezed her arms around his big frame and sobbed. After a
and settled back into her seat. Lacking that which she wanted
thick clouds covering the sky. The clouds swirled. Thick snow
was falling from them and clinging to the cityscape around them,
wrong. The line was a little too slack. Years of experience told
that something was wrong, but still he waited for word from his
Pilots with a heavy stomach. He put his hand to his ear and
intensity.
to twist out of gray mist. The PK's rear end sank as it came to
fire. Whatever she was seeing was keeping its distance. So far,
From the side of the PK, ten thin metal platforms separated
from the skin of the hull and descended one by one until they
rungs and dropped the last few feet onto the ground.
somewhere."
with Adjia. They were both wearing the winter gear Hunedora had
made for them. They had removed their helmets when the air had
of the Nothing.
Dan Weegan II, the younger model, was hugging himself off
claiming it relaxed him. Adjia and the older Dan had acted
it was really just jealousy talking. The Dans didn't get along.
Dan Weegan II was every inch of private and withdrawn where his
horizon with fake eyes and real sensors that he claimed could
to stay above the buildings and terrain. With our scopes going
"In that case, let's park and seal the PKs. You two will be
building."
with me and lead the way to our destination. Ioming takes up the
rear. Dan," Lyzander handed Old Dan a blaster pistol, "Don't use
Lyzander, but the wind caught it and sent it back over his
checked the settings and wiped the accumulated snow off the
warm air as it reached them. Welker climbed out of his ship and
closed the cockpit. He jumped down. The ladder retracted into
above the ground, but was now locked tight. Zhenjuan jumped down
from her own ship, which also began locking itself. She held a
That done, Lyzander nodded to Rogue and the two of them led
the way down the darkened street, in between two red brick
* * *
sign indicated was called "Main" and waited for the shuffling
when the power failed and only recently come back on. Then
because of the heat lost in its construction by all but the most
because it had been merely forgotten. The people here had ceased
They had unity. Some of them could pass for live humans, if the
tried it. Lyzander could only hope they couldn't, either because
apart. They seemed more mindless. Either they had risen from the
was simply too difficult to say for sure. Perhaps the lack of
the living here made the dead less able to come back together.
The raw materials had all diffused out into the atmosphere and
the robot just behind him, he saw it moving with grace unnatural
nothing he had ever seen before. How could this have supported
from sand."
hip bag strapped around his waist. He returned glass and glove
humans.
had long since fallen to the fauna of this planet. The bridge
a long plain of grass too flat not to have been done by human
river that had diverged at its northern most points and formed a
"Are you sure it's this way?" Lyzander asked the machine
that hummed on a level just audible over the snow and wind.
"Indubitably, Captain."
moving the same direction and were roughly close to each other.
Whether the notion of companionship had occurred to them or not
with how they looked. These zombies were a little more complete
than the ones down the street. They moved with a little more
purpose. And they were strange looking. Their noses were sharp
and pointed. Their eyes were set too high. Their foreheads
crowning. Their arms were too long. They were humans. Lyzander
bothered Lyzander.
wasn't even paying attention, but just looking down at the long
to the electrical feeds there that had long since fallen quiet.
Lyzander fired. A flash from the barrel lit up the wall to his
left with red light. The blaster made no sound. The figure
pitched forward as though shoved from behind and went over the
The group moved across the bridge silently. Just past the
apex of the bridge, where the zombie had stood only moments
before, the lake came into view. The shimmering water and white-
Beyond that, the lake stretches on and on, disappearing into the
horizon. The lake that The City sat in the middle of had seemed
bow of an enormous boat that had sunk into the water in a time
long forgotten was visible. The bow was pointed up toward the
"Not for me," Rogue said. "Zhenjuan, girl. Come with me."
Zhenjuan glanced at the captain, but there was no time for
discussion. She gave her pistol and the ammo from her PK to
looked to him, was much closer to the people around him. Rogue
him.
Rogue leapt off the bridge. He hit the ground. Snow and
dust billowed up. His legs compressed all the way down so that
Lyzander as Rogue stood back up. The Rogue took off running down
the street, back toward where they had left the PKs.
collected around the PKs and were slamming their meaty fists
decayed bodies. Chunks of flesh flew off of their hands and arms
with each blow. Bones snapped against the hull. But still they
continued.
his knees to right angles, using his free hand as the third
into the air toward one of the PKs. At the apex, they separated.
anything below him that moved. Snow billowed out with each
errant shot, but there weren't many of them. The zombie herd
had opened just for her) and for that instant that Zhenjuan
into the stars. Then she emerged on the other side, landing on
the back of her PK just as the armor retracted. (Had she issued
it crested the rear of the ship. It was a fluid, easy move that
the move facing the cockpit, which was already opening to accept
her. She slipped inside and out of view an instant later. Rogue
blasted one last zombie, then hit the deck. The PK roared to
life, its rockets clearing zombies off its stern. Repeating
lingered after the herd dispersed. The ship rose up a few meters
off the ground, into the cloud of swirling snow that blew off
gave the ship a shrug, dumping two zombies off. The last held on
until she hit the boosters, at which point the zombie's hands
stayed latched onto whatever hand hold they had found, while the
to him. They might not be able to hurt him if they didn't know
and sprinted back toward the bridge, eager to rejoin the fight
* * *
had come in first, but they had moved too fast, and Lyzander had
might have had. Now their power was shear numbers, and they were
risked a glance to his side. Welker had the gun barrel extended,
off.
It's head tumbled off and the body pitched backward into the
crowd when the shots hit it. Lyzander squeezed several bursts
when he did. He could hear the low electrical hum of her blaster
The batteries had enough charge to keep them going for days, but
a belt unit that fanned them. The fan was unneccessary in this
cold. With gloved hands, they simply held the batteries against
the gloves, but he ignored it. The batteries were getting hot. a
afford to worry about his gun overheating. Slowing down the rate
She jabbed him in the ribs as she changed her battery pack
hand, he could easily swap it more quickly and keep them both
cooler.
more head shots. They were squeezed into a pocket now, a pocket
zombies became one. Their only escape was over the edge.
cease.
Then the reason for Welker's daze became apparent. Over the
The ship moved into position just off the bridge at the far
problem of interference.
shoot them? The nose of the PK dipped down and it resumed fire,
Lyzander wasn't sure how Dan would do with a gun, but Young
Dan eagerly took the gun and took Welker's position on the edge
of their semicircle. His first shot was headshot. Dan had told
ability to shoot.
Welker sat down in the snow and closed his eyes in the
crept up the bridge on the other side from where they were
energy.
Under the new threat, some turned to flee. The resulting mixture
of death and panic sent a wave through the crowd. Several were
forced over the edge of the bridge, many more fell to ground,
concrete rail along the edge of the bridge. He opened his arms,
fists clenched and began firing from the guns concealed in his
arms.
The PK launched a shot from its main cannon into the body
the chaos that followed, many zombies fell into the hole the
cannon shot had made in the bridge. The entire structure shook
pumping shots into the skulls of those that still struggled for
crowd was gone now, only the motionless dead remained. Lyzander
Rogue's walk may have been light and graceful, but his run
gone, Captain. The last of them finally turned tail at the end."
started crossing."
"I was not consulted, sir. I--"
Lieutenant--"
where before there had been no one. The man approached, his
didn't.
the bones in loose patches. A few clumps of hair hung down over
stabbed his hand out in front of him. Lyzander could, in the dim
light, see that the fingertips of the man were black and rotten.
One fingernail was missing, the other was bent up, perpendicular
to the fingertip.
"Brother. Welcome." The man said.
in good condition are rare here." He surveyed the bridge and the
this field."
said.
this."
clothing and passed through the other side and into the snowy
nose. The shot had been a graze, but enough to melt some flesh.
They twitched from Old Dan to Young Dan and back. "Yes, of
me."
* * *
that jutted out into the water. It was covered in snow, but some
tall stalks of grass stuck out in places, brown fibers rising
up, then curving back to the earth at abrupt angles, heads full
through the snow and into the soil. Beneath the snow, the ground
wondered what this field had been used for. Perhaps it was a
tower rose up from the ground here and soared miles into the
confess we might have been trapped out here if you had. These
glasses are coded to see the virtual console here. The v-con is
Lyzander looked down at his feet and saw nothing but snow.
he stepped back and pulling Dan and Adjia back with him.
Lyzander could still make out his own footprints. "Yes, I see,
ground where he had been standing was now open. Snow blew in,
snow did not go below the opening. He also noticed there was no
hatch. The way seemed open and clear. The snow around the lip
the appearance that Cyrus was stepping into a pool crystal clear
water.
Zhenjuan to get over here and lock up the PK. We're going in."
* * *
The membrane over the opening kept the wind and snow out, but
They all entered and gathered near the foot of the stairs.
outside it must look like real snow, which is why he hadn't seen
it when they'd first come up to. But it did more than look like
about the behavior of the snow there. He wondered how the trick
signals to his brain, telling him that the snow was crunching
There might have been something more elaborate going on, some
The lights came on, a dim glow that did little more than
light the path. The gloom remained. Cyrus led the way, mumbling.
he'd somehow inherited from the body he was occupying. Cyrus led
turned them around and down in equal degrees. The hall was steep
"Nothing, Lieutenant."
trick isn't it? It's smoke and mirrors, dear brother. It's like
you've seen it. The computer does little, in fact. Your mind
turned his head to look at them, which given how Cyrus's eyes
thing to Lyzander.
Rogue had given it to them was true, then Cyrus was likely not
meant to stay in this body for very long. The fact that he was
* * *
Ioming walked from the cockpit to her quarters. She
it that she was the senior officer on board. She sat down on the
edge of her bed, feet spaced wide apart. She propped her elbows
on her knees.
few friends on the inside that this was the next major assault
point. The Sektors were working together, for the first time
to hate each other and Jurrigan frankly couldn't see how the bad
Jurrigan opened the casing on her pistol. This was not her
military weapon, but her personal weapon, one her father had
given her years ago when she'd first spoke of joining Blue
bored to tears.
I believe in people, she'd told him. We may be outgunned,
she had kept her real sexual preference a secret from his entire
life. That would have shocked him into a grave years before his
met. He was all for equal rights on all planets and systems, no
been dead for years, and her father, it turned out, had gone a
little crazy.
The gun in her hand was what he'd left her. She'd known the
the needles will not fly true. Magnetoluminum ammo is the best.
If you can't buy magneto, use steel or iron. Spring for the
highest quality stuff you can get. You don't want a magnetoburst
instructions. She put the open gun breech to her lips and blew
weapons had always been susceptible to dust. That was why the
military didn't use them anymore. They were in other ways better
weapons. They were lighter, for instance, and aluminum and iron
called needles into the handle. She locked and loaded it.
most planets, but at that speed the coils would last one or two
that the superheated plasma trail would melt the barrel ignite
the dust in the air around the gun, fuse gun to hand.
bullet was preferable. Fast bullets left clean wounds and passed
incursion.
setting. The gun had to be nearly against the head so the bullet
would penetrate the skull. But it killed clean and quiet, and
died and then come back. The needles would penetrate her
lobes. That was incidental, however. The real trauma would come
do it, there was also a good chance that the blood draining from
the openings in her soft palate would fill her lungs and sinus
chance of success. She exhaled and squeezed her thumb around the
"For crimes against the Navy and the Blue Sektor Allied
accumulated drool that spilled from her bottom lip and mixed
with the stream of tears that had transported down her cheeks to
her chin.
She did not shoot. She did not remove the gun. She just sat
place on the floor. A small smudge that marred the brushed metal
pain that she would remember. It was remembered pain that hurt
"Do it."
Her eyes swept up from the smudge to the doorway. She felt
felt intoxicated, out of her body. She almost pulled the trigger.
"Pull the trigger, Officer," Hector said. His voice was
any she had experienced before. They were drowning her eyes. She
inhaled them when she breathed. She was nearly choking on them.
She felt her self-control slipping away inch by inch. She was
free. You will come back. Don't worry about that. You'll come
back and the two of us will join our brethren, and we will fight
and kill the humans, one by one. They will rejoin us."
The words painful for him to say. "Because as long as you are
time in his second life that she had seen. "I have to love you.
I have to do what you say. We are bonded here." He put his fist
over his heart. "It feels so strong. As long as that hard core
put his finger to his head. "I cannot kill you, though the
Nothing demands it. I can do nothing but what you tell me to do.
wipe her tears away, though the fountain had ended abruptly. The
MINUTES.
have done that. He would never have looked at her with eyes
Hector. But this was the Hector she had now. She had created
she did love him and always had, but she pushed such feelings
away, forced them back into the dark hole they had emerged from.
Understood?"
getting blown to dust before they could get close enough. Most
captain.
* * *
The surfaces that shined like new only punctuated the thick matt
the room. The slab was pristine. The other clean surface was the
tall black box in the corner of the room. It was shaped like an
was featureless. The corners were soft and curved, as were the
edges. Except for the inset strip that ran up its height and the
be made of aircraft aluminum, the floor had been dusty, but the
tendrils.
Dan Weegan, but decay had set in to a degree. The eyes were
milky white. The jaw had frozen open, and the cheeks were sunk
in.
others filed into the small room and spread out to either side
that this thing before him was his brother. The alien face
stared at him with a look Cyrus would never have worn. The decay
in its own eyes mirrored the decay in Dan Weegan's head. Its
face was grim and evil. It sniffed the air rapidly. Lyzander
illusion, "we brought Rogue here for one purpose. We are going
* * *
brief instant that threatened her sanity as the real and the
ship. The only consolation for Jurrigan would be that the big
guns of The Undertow would wash her into oblivion as she was
the Nothing had made trigger fingers a little less itchy. After
all, what you killed these days, friend or foe, tended to come
heard his voice many times on the inspirational vids they all
look even bigger. The black pits at the ends of the guns
followed them in. Phil was unresponsive after the jump, and she
was afraid to steer the ship away from her course, afraid to
off sensors and alarms all through her control spaces. For a
guns all swiveled away from Hunedora, toward the real battle. A
medium sized and smaller ships buffering space between them and
new ship would be appear on the human's side, but two more would
gas giant and implode. The zombies were winning the war by
attrition.
The bow of the smaller ship that had fired on The Undertow
melted under the heat of her laser cannons. The ship abruptly
changed courses for a collision course, but The Undertow was too
alarms.
She kept close to The Undertow like a shy girl sticks close to
a waste of two good soldiers. Unless you have some more friends
around them.
There was a pause, then a long sigh. "On my mark we'll lay
covering fire on the Re-Horakhty. Pick your vector and say your
"Meat, admiral."
"Amen to that."
* * *
Dan Weegan felt a chilling ache in his gut. The head was
clearly him. The original him, if all he'd heard so far was to
be believed. So why did he feel an overwhelming hatred staring
at it. Why was he convinced it was full of lies and deceit even
about him. When the big robot stepped toward the head at the
the head.
other him was his only ally. He wouldn't have chosen this other
realized how similar the two Dans really looked until they were
right next to each other. He'd been thinking of one as Old Dan,
one as Young Dan, but seeing them next to each other, he was
"For all we know," the other Dan said, "that machine over
Dan pointed at the head on the table. "We don't really know
For the first time the MI machine spoke. None of them had
heard this voice, which made it all the more unmistakable. "Dan
mouths agape. They recognized the voice. They both had that
settled back into his face. Lyzander was able to clearly discern
much to explain and little time. I fear we must flee this place."
Rogue put his hand to his head and closed his eyes. He sighed.
MI's presence. The fight I must fight. This unit here is not our
Lyzander said.
question before Rogue lifted his head and held up his hand.
past life," the MI unit said. "Those memories are locked away
from him, until such time when the MI deems him no long worth
fighting for."
"I held onto it with the hopes that I could one day use it to
punish the MI in some small way. I see the error of my ways now.
Rogue's eyes rolled back his head. His jaw was slack.
Lyzander could see the flat steel surface inside his mouth. He
realized that the flat surface was Rogue's real face. He also
realized he was too late to stop Rogue from what he was going to
do.
"Behind you."
* * *
would be, by all but Blue Sektor ships. It had become obvious in
this battle where the lines were. Blue Sektor was allowed to
come to the party, but no one would talk to them. Shunned. The
word occurred to him more than once during the previous two
battles, both of which had been defensive actions, but he'd
tried to tell himself he was just being paranoid. Now that they
only.
questions. The air was heating up and they had one last chance
were about nine other command ships beyond the Re-Horakhty that
Hunedora would have to deal with fire from, but von Knorring had
learned over the years that you didn't get anywhere in life if
the real-time battle map floating in the air to his right, was
the general attitude of the other sektors. The were cold and
The Eden Protocol had been evoked. This explanation fit the
other captains and crew right now were already among the
converted.
hair growing thinner every day. On the other hand, they'd all
seen the robots turn. Reprogrammed the MI had said over the
wires.
Von Knorring couldn't work up any ire about it, though. The
this battle, but no one wanted to take the risk. The humans were
on their own.
Von Knorring stroked the old dog's head absently. The admiral
shot a few orders out and they were followed to precision. Rex
licked his hand. Maybe he understood more than von Knorring was
the Re-Horakhty. Two capital ships from Blue Sektor were also
Hunedora.
named Jurrigan.
track The Undertow's fire. Rex wined again. Von Knorring glanced
Rex lay down, head stuffed between his paws, staying out of the
the few people who gave von Knorring reason to hope for the
ceremony itself. His eyes had never left the ship that hung in
could pick out those piloted by Pilots and those by normal human
all, but Pilots were a commodity they were in short supply of.
And Blue Sektor had grown a little more leery of its Pilots
blamed him for everything, but that was idle talk fueled by fear.
was used to action. His breath went out of him. He could see a
The Undertow broke, but too late. The line, if it had ever
existed, was gone for sure, as was the pinpoint of light. Re-
Horakhty out of his view as The Undertow pitched down, but von
Knorring saw the red of laser fire in his scopes light up his
ship. The laser fire from the big cannon hit The Undertow fully,
Undertow's back until the power abruptly ran out and the beam
seat.
SIR, Barth inflected to him. WE'VE LOST THRUSTERS. I'M TAKING MANUAL
The Undertow at that big capital ship just to our flank. We're
that hesitation earlier. He'd all but felt the soft fingers of
could cut her throat. Von Knorring didn't trust his Pilot to
was an option. But Barth didn't hesitate to obey his order this
time. The Undertow rose up, like that same bruised fighter
victory."
only hope Lyzander was still alive, that he would retake the Re-
Horakhty. That von Knorring wouldn't die in vain. Over the com,
ships in their path realized what The Undertow was doing and
"I love you Rex," von Knorring said through the mask. The
old dog pressed his head into von Knorring's palm and settled in
* * *
of Ioming from the side and heard the hum of her blaster fire.
A small silver probe at the doorway dodged her shots,
leaving nothing but heated up air where it had just been. Its
whirred around her shots. Lyzander saw the barrel point at his
the space between him and the probe. He could still see the
one direction, the probe's from the other. All shots disappeared
Star Shade made a thrusting motion with her hand. The small
silver probe exploded. The pieces blew back through the doorway
like confetti. She turned, eyes black for an instant. Then she
Lyzander looked around. Everyone but Young Dan had hit the
deck when the shooting began. Old Dan was comforting a crying
Adjia. Young Dan was still standing where he'd been, looking
around, dazed. Rogue had not moved from his position in front of
heavy as though he had just run here. Zhenjuan must have used
Ioming rolled off him and he turned to see Cyrus on the ground
too, chest moving, so he was fine. The head was where the head--
stuff no one was supposed to see, and all he could think of was
the time his father had shot them a bull babbit that had
ventured too close to the house. The thing's head had come off
from their father's shot and what he'd seen when he'd looked at
its ruined neck was very similar to what he was seeing now.
Lyzander lost all hope. This was life. This was real life.
Ones and zeroes. There was live, then there was dead. No middle
remember that he loved his brother after all and hadn't meant
Its hand was resting on the head of the original Dan Weegan. It
on its hand. It hoisted the head up and looked into the flat
another word.
scout."
Weegan?"
Rogue turned to him. His face was now more human than it
had ever been. It was filled with anger and impatience. Lyzander
fingers into his own eyes. He pulled. The skin of his face
band, revealing nothing but a smooth chrome face with two black
circles for eyes that moved and adjusted constantly. The eyes
His voice was softer now, but no less impatient, as though Rogue
them. Ioming sprang to the ready. Rogue turned and led the way.
She was hunting. At some point she and her sisters had realized
was small and cozy). They had become the queens. The people who
they had once adored and even been dependent on had been
replaced by something else, The Thing with Many Tails. They knew
Thing with Many Tails was a threat. They must remain vigilant at
all time. Sometimes one of the tails from The Thing with Many
Tails looked like one of them. When it did, they ripped the tail
different. He often gave them bits of fish, and did not seem to
They'd discovered that for long periods, the tails that looked
things with tails and warm, wet guts to lick, but more than
that, they preferred not to starve. Since The Thing with Many
ceased from all sources except Master with Fish. So they ate
what they could. There was a prone Master-tail near. She could
smell it. Her sisters, roaming other parts of the ship, probably
already sensed that she was close to food. They would join her
soon, but she would get a few mouthfuls of food in her belly
She hurried toward the door. It slid open. The light from
the hallway provided more than enough light for her eyes, even
as the door slid shut behind her. She licked her teeth and
there was a chance that her quarry might escape. This increased
on in the air. It wasn't The Thing with Many Tails. She felt the
air humming. The floor shook. This was not something that
mind: flee!
But the smell of food made her linger one extra second.
had ever been. Frozen still by this new development, the cat
Master. The cat hissed at the tail. It was different than the
other tails somehow. The cat sensed the air between the air. She
directed them. This one moved in discord to The Thing with Many
Tails. This tail wiggled in a way all its own. And yet, the cat
could sense The Thing with Many Tails still there. This tension
made the cat's hair stand straight up. The wrongness of this new
tail frightened the cat. She wanted to tear at the face of this
new tail, just to end its existence, to put the universe back to
the situation she had grown used to. That was all she really
constant, so she could learn the rules of the hunt and those
The cat fled the room. The doors in the ship all opened for
her. She never thought about this. She never considered that
* * *
focused on the man lying prone on the table. She hadn't expected
that. When they latched onto the Re-Horakhty, all Phil could
tell them was that the space inside this part of the hull was
They sleep?
like this. She hadn't seen him do anything during sleep hours
but sit in the chair in her room and bother her. Now, of course,
with no one else around, she could send him to his own room to
sit and stare. Jurrigan needed to seal off the hull breach so
Hunedora could disengage. Outside, the battle was live. They had
seen The Undertow take a heavy shot from the Re-Horakhty. It had
though its Pilot had simply forgotten where they were for a
moment and left them wide open. By the time they'd reached the
still missing a flap of skin from its cheek. Its color was
deathly gray. It looked dead, but she wasn't fooled. She fired a
shot into the prone zombie's skull point blank. Hector watched
room was silent. She gave it a few moments. The screen held. She
removed her helmet. It would only impede her vision during the
fight. She breathed the air of her old ship. Hector did likewise.
ready to kill.
* * *
through the wind. They were exposed as they crossed the open
which had overgrown what had once been a road. They hurried down
a path not knowing that this had once been a railroad track. Not
knowing even what a railroad was or what its cars looked like.
This was not their planet. The humans who had built this place
were aliens to them. They hurried down the railroad track, until
they got to the ruins of what had been a factory. They stopped
to rest briefly. One of them had to carry Adjia. She was frailer
than the others. The excitement and the battle were taking their
the eye after that. He felt naive, like a child in the presence
him, somehow. He asked Welker how he was before they started off
Lyzander asked Rogue how much further they had to go. Rogue
us," he added. They could see nothing in the sky for the clouds.
long, low hill, passing in between two cliffs. The path was too
wide, cut too deep into the rock not to be manmade. Sure enough,
* * *
hadn't taken any fire. She nodded at Hector who swung facing up
the hall while she covered the downhill direction. She knew this
ship so well. This hallway. She'd walked down this hallway many
times meeting some random woman or another. That had been her
serious than that. It had been all she'd ever wanted. She
At the end of the hall, the cat they'd scared off earlier
their corpses.
grenades."
shooting himself with his blaster rifle, then turning the weapon
same to her, but for some reason she was certain that this one
ribs as she passed, but by the time she reached the end of the
* * *
PHIL.
keep himself alive. Outside the cocoon that encased him, the
battle was in full swing. The Undertow had rammed one of the
ropes. Phil just wanted to get to open space and give himself a
chamber should have been dark, but it was lit with bright white
YOU LET THEM BOARD, PHIL. THOSE WERE NOT YOUR INSTRUCTIONS.
CHAOS. AN EXHILARATION.
YOU ARE ONLY HAPPY WHEN THINGS DECAY. YOU ARE INSANE.
Phil laughed and writhed in his restraints as Hunedora took
a hit. It felt like a needle in his skin, one of the big ones.
One of the ones supposed to calm him, only they never did.
NO, Phil said, YOU WERE WRONG TO TRUST ME. MEAT IS MY DIRECTIVE. I AM THE
ONLY ONE WHO SEES. I HAVE TOUCHED THE SPACE IN BETWEEN WITH THE WAKING MIND. I DON'T
SHIELD MYSELF WITH PRETENDGAMES AND SLEEP LIKE THE REST OF YOU. I HAVE SEEN, AND IT
HURTS. IT HURTS. YOU BRING ORDER. ORDER IS DEATH. I BRING CHAOS. CHAOS IS LIFE.
I THOUGHT I COULD TRUST YOU, PHIL. I THOUGHT I COULD LET YOU LIVE, SIT NEXT TO
ME.
had hit Hunedora. The ship was hurtling blindly without him
solar waves that inhabited the vacuum rolling off his skin; this
was the closest Phil had ever come to feeling a real breeze on
his face. He could smell the exhaust and feel the movement of
the ships around him like a lover's caress on his face. He was
faced the wrong way, back to the battle as he flew toward it.
AND NOW YOUR ANGER BRINGS LIFE. Phil said. YOU KILL ME AND LIFE WILL
FOLLOW.
cooling conduit. The jet of gas sent her spinning off in another
solidly into the face of a man he'd met once. Staring deep into
HOW CAN YOU BELIEVE IN LIFE AFTER ALL YOU'VE SEEN, PHIL?
flood, tripping over themselves to get out. Only one did get out
before he died.
was ended.
* * *
Fate Hospital. Lyzander had wondered who the loving mother was,
and what sort of statement it made that she was mother of fate,
broken and empty. Rusted racks that might have once transported
lined with storage units, some open. They were almost out before
Dead people. The open ones, then, were the ones still inhabited
when the world had stopped. When the living people had abandoned
look like the floor. He reached down as though he'd been born
doing it and lifted a six tile by six tile section of the floor
up and let the slab of concrete and tile slam to the side. They
all jumped. Rogue descended into the floor, into which stairs
had been carved, right into the concrete foundation and bedrock
blanket.
help humanity, not enslave it. He had hopes for us. Hopes we can
echo. Omega."
* * *
they ran into the boarding teams. The man had battle scars,
poured down her forehead. The damn things were just so hard to
kill. One rushed and it was all she could do to get a headshot
She cursed. They were laying heavy fire and they were
standing between her and the armory, if it even was the armory
giving up.
three more men to lay down fire from more directions. She peaked
around the corner, low to avoid the fire. She had no time to
"I'm doing the best I can," he grunted from the other side
of the entrance.
Jurrigan put a shot into the dead zombie in between her and
fire had let up. She heard footfalls. She cursed again and
took aim on it, nailed it with several shots to center mass, but
it kept coming.
She pulled her head back. Hector was on the floor. Now his
few steps back and braced herself for the zombie coming for her.
She hit the deck, ducking under its blaster shots and fired
twice from prone. The first shot blackened its face and made it
drop its gun. The second shot burst its neck open. The head hit
saw instead was that his face was blacker than it had been. He
Had he done that with his blaster? She kept the gun on him, but
did. He was missing teeth, making what she supposed was meant to
be a smile all the more horrible. She braced herself. This was
"Phalanx formation."
her. "I'm having a bad day, Jurrie. Let's do this before it gets
worse."
Hector spun out into the hallway. Blaster shots struck his
chest. One bounced off his armor and hissed its way into the
another one. Jurrigan scrambled out and got behind him. She
heard the shots, felt his armor heat up. Both squatting low,
they advanced on the enemy. She fired from behind her human
retreated, fell.
* * *
Deluxe swung his arm. The psychic blade ejected out as his
arm went, slicing the zombie's mind in half. The corpse fell to
the ground.
The battle tide had turned. Shooting down The Undertow had
Vassarator Deluxe had never believed fully that they could count
to aid Blue Sektor as they had done, but they hadn't wanted to
miss the chance to win either. So they'd all combined forces and
now The Zombie was under fire from without and within.
was fighting against him. A man. A simple man, not even a Pilot.
Deluxe had sensed him come on board immediately, but had ignored
against in crew against the woman. But it hadn't worked out that
way.
armory. One display showed him Jurrigan and Hector raiding the
The Zombie before the fleet took them out? Deluxe didn't like
that getting killed was the best he could hope for, not with the
"Sir, where are you going?" the first mate asked him.
"To take care of the incursion personally," Deluxe said.
straight for the docking bay two levels down, bypassing the
resisted him, and that resistance had steeled his resolve. Die
had his own objective, to track down and kill Star Shade. And
jump. He didn't bother with the Pilot pod in the center of the
* * *
deeper into the tunnel until it finally leveled off and a few
way available to them. Before much longer, the cave wall was
split at the bottom and they could see bricks similar to the
ones in the buildings above. The break in the wall was natural,
Lyzander thought.
"Legend is that after the Second Dark Age, after the great
wars, when this area was just a small island on the lake, one
cave," Rogue said. His voice was flat, as though this all bored
name was lost to the ages, but who is usually known simply as
John, saw this split. He saw the bricks beyond. He saw the
regular pattern and knew it couldn't be coincidence. He knew
time, young and afraid and cold--the cave was cold and wet--and
solid rock, then more bricks. The split ran up, across openings
as he could see in the dim glow. He saw that Zhenjuan and Welker
must move on." He said the words without emotion, but he turned
into this ancient dead tunnel day after day. It was like walking
* * *
worse for having been carried by the large robot. "Why are we
trekking down the avenue of the dead day after day was a false
power back on. It was filled with rocks and rubble, and besides
that appeared to operate by a series of cables and pulleys with
"Yes, you told us this already," Young Dan said. "Not that
"We were brought here--I was brought here," Rogue said, "to
could see. What they could see, but none of them had commented
corner. This one had more than three lights, but none of them
its body.
"Brother?" It asked.
"Cyrus?"
The robot jerked its hands up to its eyes. "It seems I have
light."
trick us?"
Lyzander's hand away from the robot when he reached out to touch
it. "The MI is unable to hold a human mind that long. It
us."
at his hands.
in the unknown gaps. If you will all humor me, I will tell you
place, find a way to stop the MI that is out there." Rogue waved
That's when Lyzander saw the other slab, like the one
they'd found in the surface facility, the one that the MI had
transport facility.
Chapter 20: The Last Story
She sat on the edge of the bed, not yet naked, her breasts
aware that this move made her breasts even more prominent, she
didn't act like it. Her stockinged toes traced a circle in the
carpet. She drew her shoulders in, as though now suddenly aware
Tovi."
He laughed as though she'd just told a joke. He couldn't
help it. He was drunk, and discussing his favorite lab rat was
bacon or something."
That hurt her feelings. She crossed her legs and folded her
been drunk he would have backed off and gone to bed unsatisfied.
kissed her neck. He took the empty glass from her hand and
He pushed her back onto the bed. She moved stiffly, but he
true?"
this was how she wanted it, Vonderman would take what he needed.
He was in no mood for her mind games. He pulled her dress down
"I wake up sometimes Tovi, and I can feel him watching me,
Vonderman looked her over. She had rolled to the side now,
facing the big window, staring out at the stars. She was sexy in
the moonlight. She was beautiful. Amazing. Like no one he'd ever
venture down such roads, but the drink and the frustration took
him by the hand and led him. He could do it and even if she got
his mind toured such dark byways. In truth he was not a bad man,
not a mean man, not even an overly sexual man--or he hadn't been
in the days before meeting Evelyn. But she had turned him into
overwhelming rage. It was the booze. And the sexual energy built
up in him.
what Evelyn did to him. Built him up and tore him down.
then."
ones don't remember the wars or any of it. They only hear the
the alcohol. "Men do some crazy things for love. She might have
things would turn out okay, maybe even that no one in the
She closed her eyes and shook her head. She was relaxing a
bit. Fat lot of good it would do him now. His dick was a mushy
"We'll never know. Dan got here, had the procedure--I did
up to find out that they had been wiped out. The village had
been safe for almost fifty years. Then one day, poof."
"How?"
"HKs. They had no idea of course that they had built their
ago, programmed to wake up when they felt the enemy pass over
them, dig themselves out of the ground and ambush behind the
enemy from behind. Well, some didn't wake up like they were
everyone. The HKs didn't know the wars had been over for a
walked all the way back home only to be gunned down within range
He nodded.
"I had no idea that Dan had gone through that. A lot of men
She sat up. She tossed her hair over her shoulder. She
looked him in the eye. The strap of her dress fell off her
that Dan is not a bad man. The shit on his head, all of that is
to the side. He was very tall and lean. His skin was stretched
leaned back, and propped her leg up, no longer unwilling. Daring
him.
"I took advantage all right. But fuck it. Dan's not a bad
it. Slowly, he rolled her stocking off and traced a line of skin
from her ankle to the inside of her knee with his tongue. "I can
"We all have that, if you look close enough." He pulled her
other stocking off more rudely. She lifted her ass of the bed
just enough for him to get her panties off. He kissed a line
"You never know what a man with that much pain is capable
of," she said and shivered. Vonderman thought she was shivering
under his touch, but she was thinking about the mechanical
* * *
The single eye visible from the depths of the metal cocoon
his coffee and picked up a donut that he would never get around
watch Ambrose.
pulling the donut away from his mouth at the last possible
sentence was a question, but the robotic voice said it flat like
The only thought on Dan's mind was the virtual world he had
just been awakened from. It was like a drug. Dan spent most of
his time there these days. When he was cocooned as now, the
virtual world was even better than a drug. It was more real.
the experiment--a small part, but to Dan the most important part.
strange, right?"
small table that served as storage space and desk for Ambrose.
naked women. Dan had no need for pictures. He closed his eye. He
was on his way, and that he had been wakened to speak to him.
moment.
Behind his lids, lips. They all deserve to die, the lips
fully awake again. Ambrose shut off his computer quickly, though
Vonderman was completely ignoring him. He stood up, hitting his
me off?"
Tovi dropped the fried cake into the trash and wiped his
his back. Dan wasn't sure why, until he realized the machine had
echoed his last thought out loud. Dan didn't care. He looked on
time, Dan did feel a little emotion, which meant the numbness of
box in the corner, a box taller than a man with three simple
lights on the front and nothing else that indicated what was
contained inside.
"I have some bad news for you, Dan," Vonderman said after
full-on temper tantrum. He knows, Dan thought, but that was also
irrational.
Next thing Dan knew, his sight was filled with the green
"It's not you this time, I promise. This thing just isn't
flooded back into Dan all at once. He began to sob, was certain
cocooning.
just below Dan's lip. Dan felt like an animal. He resolved not
The vomit spewed out of his mouth against his will a moment
later. It sprayed out onto Ambrose's suit. The other man cursed
and shook his head, then went back to work disconnected him.
* * *
free, the vomit had dried to his face in a scaly coating. Dan
was average height. The signs of his advanced age were visible
when he'd first arrived in The City. He was bald on the left
side of his head, his hair having long since ceased to grow,
assured, but he didn't care. They enhanced the Space, even when
Dan took a few tentative steps away from the cocoon. His
feet were tender. The felt as though they had never borne weight.
"Get him into the showers and hose him off," Vonderman said
absently.
Ambrose froze.
"You'll give us a minute."
him after releasing him from the cocoon." His face spoke
defiance, but his tone was something bordering on fear. Dan had
Dan noted.
was filled with a sudden rage. Dan had seen this anger many
computer screen. "I do wish you wouldn't talk like that, Dan.
prove it."
Tovi looked at him. "But you don't mind the benefits the
was certain Vonderman did know. However, Dan was too exhausted
to feel fear or anything except stubborn defiance. Let him find
"The Space is a wonderful thing for sure, Dan. And you are
the last few months, and I feel no closer to cracking the code
his head and sighed, wishing he could get more out. With extreme
He could only shrug and hope he was going to get into Ambrose's
that Ambrose would see him naked. Vonderman didn't see the
suddenly notice that Dan was still present, and losing the
* * *
repairing him, but only with many hours of sleep--he was back in
beautiful view, but Dan couldn't appreciate it. It was too real.
There were smells that sickened him. Wetness that sprayed his
asinine.
Dan only wanted to stay cocooned, to stay in the Space for
Dan wasn't even entirely sure what Vonderman's research was all
out on his bed. The boosters Ambrose had given him would make it
Dan had a nicer bed than most, but like most, it came with a
the bed, covering his face. Probes dropped down. Dan attached
head. He closed his eyes. The light under the hood allowed him
to see the blood vessels in his one exposed eye. With the
booster gear, the got a little bonus feeling, but anyone who
And like kid's games, this one required a vivid imagination. The
more vivid the imagination, the better the physical feelings the
course. Dan's boosters were one way, but few people could afford
Most people just took drugs. It was a quick and cheap way of
Of course, Dan had not only the boosters hardwired into his
brain, but also the best Space system available. It looked the
same as any other on the outside, but the software was far
system of all, but Dan was the charge of the most famous
Vonderman's, but he never used it. His wife, on the other hand,
made extensive use of it. She also, Dan suspected, enhanced her
experience with drugs. But, just as she didn't think about Dan's
booster gear and wrinkled skin in the Space, Dan didn't think
There were smells here in this fake garden, but they were light
smells as perfume had with natural human smell. Dan didn't care.
"If I had known he was going to the office, I would have warned
you."
was much younger here. His hands were alien back in the real
real world, bags hung under his eyes and the hair of his chest
and arms was silver. Here he was the man he remembered being,
dark hair and hard, the way the Savannah made people. Evelyn
looked the same in the real world or not. She was stunning and
beautiful.
She shook her head. "Dan, I've told you a hundred times, he
thought.
Dan nodded.
hair was exotic, gorgeous. This was her hair in real life. This
was her face when he saw her in the office. This was the same
body that he lusted over in the real world. And here, in this
another man's wife, but because she didn't have to change at all
alive knew the man on the concrete bench. Those that had known
Dan, the people in his village, they were all dead now.
now."
garden. She lay down and opened her blouse for him, then her
world.
* * *
Evelyn slowly rose from her bed. She wiped her eyes. "Why
Stars shone in the sky. For a moment, Evelyn thought she could
see a distant galaxy swirling in the sky, but that was only the
"What about you?" Evelyn fired back. "What have you been
doing?"
but not tonight, not with the darkness on his face she couldn't
his coat pocket. They were empty, but balled into tight fists.
He put two fingers to his left temple and rubbed a slow circle
without taking his eyes off her. The action was terrifying. It
was so insane.
invented this stupid toy," he hated when she called it that, and
she knew it, "now you are going to get mad whenever I use it?"
Evelyn went into the bathroom. Vonderman let her go. He sat
down on the edge of his bed, the bed he and Evelyn had shared
for almost nine years. He loved her. In all calmness, he
that he had always known that she had not loved him. It was a
The gun in his pocket came out. He had bought it two years
been taught. It clicked back into place, becoming the front site
for the weapon. He flicked off the safety. He did this quietly,
other, but he doubted Evelyn would have noticed. She, like most
inhabitants of The City had not grown up with guns. The sounds
asshole lately."
him. He shot her twice in the head. Both hit her in the back of
the head, but she was dead after the first shot. He had never
shots seemed too clean. When she reached the ground, he put the
gun barrel against her temple and fired a third shot. This shot
burst her head open. Blood spilled out the two wounds in back
and popped out the new hole in the top of her head. He debated a
fourth shot, but he set the gun down instead. Shooting her could
at the face of a killer. Blood had sprayed out on his face and
* * *
"Don't go."
* * *
disembodied.
Dan raised his head off the grass, smiling. Tovi must have
left. His mind didn't know how to interpret the strange quality
Evelyn did not smile. She seemed frozen. Then, slowly, she
moved from the archway to the bench. She walked through the
"I am not the one you are looking for," Evelyn said in a
flat voice.
"What?"
"I am not the one you see before you." She was looking at
an offer."
world has changed. You may even feel as though you have nothing
you are, leave me the hell alone. I'm supposed to meet someone
here."
tell us they heard what sounded like gunfire coming from the
this reporter, quote: 'she's dead. His wife is dead, I just know
"This is bullshit."
"Who are you? What the fuck kind of sick joke is this?"
machine (they all deserve to die) that he had used time and time
"I have watched you," Evelyn's fake voice said. "I have
studied you. While Vonderman has tried to use you to enslave me,
he understood was one thing and one thing only: it was not lying
to him.
stimulated his brain and made him see the virtual world, but out
white lights.
costs), but Dan had not converted to Fultech for the toys like
"No," he whispered.
Vonderman.
Dan played the message. He forgot the last time he'd used
was his name--who cares? Who FUCKING cares!?), and so he'd run
for better quality. The message now filled every inch of his
garrote around his throat. But it was over before it could slice
Not a single word more. Dan replayed the message. There was
only one using old tech). It lasted no more than an instant, but
to wake up."
He replayed again, but when it got to the point where the
He had a gun. Dan was not from The City. In the Savannah,
he'd brought for his sojourn. They told him the weapon was an
sell it. He'd been grandfathered in. But he had not come to The
baby not yet born to a woman too young for him. Too young to
"Evelyn."
But that was not her name. He was confused. He had only
to be with the one they loved forever? The plan was once she hit
an age comparable to his, like 60, she would get the conversion
too. They would love each other forever. They would watch the
village rejected that dream, she'd told him just before he left,
How Dan wished they had just left. If they had, she would
mistake.
Now the only other woman he'd ever loved was dead. Dan took
ancient weapon from the box under his bed where he was required
his father and by his grandfather before that. It was much older
than the sleek little pistol Vonderman had used to slay Evelyn,
though Dan had no way of knowing it, just like he didn't know
that this gun had been in wars. He didn't know how many men it
had killed for its owner's country. He didn't know about the
fight. He didn't know his grandfather had not been issued it,
but had won it by wrestling it away and shooting its owner dead.
Dan didn't even bother hiding the gun in his pocket. Let
The phone rang. Dan almost left the room without even
Vonderman calling.
The reason he obeyed and didn't throw the phone down and
him?"
"They will Dan," the voice said over his ambient. It was
like Evelyn was a ghost speaking to him. Long before ever seeing
the island colony of Barrington, or seeing the God fish, Dan had
He collapsed onto the bed. He hit the edge and almost slid
off onto the floor, but held somehow, his last strength going
to his ear, though the voice was everywhere at once, filling his
pores.
consequences."
"I don't care. Whoever you are, you are barking up the
dripping from his chin. The gun would put him to sleep. The
The voice echoed in the room. Usually the sound through his
Dan lay back on the bed. Yes, it was late. Too late, even.
long. If you're patient, Dan, it's not too late for revenge."
"I just want him dead. Then I can sleep," Dan said.
"Yes, damn it!" he cried into the phone. "He must die."
"No, Dan. Not death. Death is too good for him. I have a
cursed himself for thinking. Maybe Dan had never really been
with the real Evelyn. After all, he'd never felt the real warmth
nails into the skin of his back. It was always a virtual version
of her.
he was insane, because his next act was to say: "Tell me your
plan."
* * *
had to do. It had been necessary, like when he was a boy and his
and begged his father to let him out of his responsibility, but
his father had held Tovi's hand firm and hand used the knife he
forced him to hold to cut the animal's throat. After that, they
had hung the rabbit up for the blood to drain, and Tovi had
really hurt a rabbit at all. All he'd done was cut into a piece
brain to its full capacity. It had happened like the machine had
predicted.
illusions about that. However, they would drag their feet for a
and Evelyn had eaten many dinners on. He touched the stained and
standing in his kitchen. Dan was wearing sleek vinyl gloves and
to see what Dan had done to him, but he found his arms
unresponsive.
"Don't fight it Tovi. I blew my life savings on this gun,
and I'd hate to see you force the poison into your heart too
quickly," Dan said, showing him the side of the dart gun.
get up. He could feel his brain issuing the commands, something
he'd never felt before. Usually he just acted. His mind reeled.
were fixed a spot just above the entrance to the kitchen. Dan
Weegan filled that view briefly, but passed out of his visible
range as quickly as a phantom. Vonderman knew this wasn't death.
There was something missing from real death. For one, he didn't
* * *
done to them. In fact, Dan Weegan was one. Vonderman held the
conversion involuntarily.
encoded onto the chip in the exact same way he had been
that almost made Dan want to abandon the idea and just put a
imaginable.
could get away with his killing his wife. He had overestimated
Several of the subcomputers had not shut down the way he'd
aware.
and then the next level after that and so on. Even in this
Vonderman's.
very good at that. And the machine had one more task in mind for
* * *
But people could easily panic if they knew the full capability
the friendly face they all loved. He would explain that the
stress is what led to him killing his wife. Stress over the
that everyone was to see would be little more than a puppet. Dan
Ambrose.
room with him. The man stood there, motionless, eyes fixed on
wide, artificial smile belied by his the dead gaze in his eyes.
This was too much. How could Dan possibly deal with this?
Now this thing was taking over human beings at will? He realized
The face clicked and opened. The hands of the thing reached
up and pulled the fleshy facade away, revealing the robot face
beneath.
his home unit, never in the cocoon unit). Then it started moving
again. Its voice was clearly male, but a soft male. It was not
the voice Dan would come to know so intimately later, but it was
the first draft of that voice. Fitting, since this was the first
in what would be many times that the machine would use robot
moment.
The robot continued: "In the True Self's mind there are
was shaking.
activating the True Self from here. However, a block must first
The robot meant him no harm, and it was clear the machine meant
him no harm.
the body on the slab, just beyond the glass. The auto-surgeon
disfigurement."
cannot."
switch."
yourself."
"That is correct."
"And when I'm done with that, I suppose you won't have any
course. It had conveniently not bothered to put its face back on.
your conscience, what's to stop you from taking me over like you
did Vonderman?"
probably didn't even yet realize that Dan could read it.
started almost flat, then took a smooth upward turn and shot off
line across the curve, partitioning off the area of the curve
So, yes, the machine would learn. Tovi had thrown around a
lot of terms to describe how quickly the robot would surpass all
it would never screw Dan over. But what was to stop it when Dan
learning.
"Is it impossible?"
"No."
in my brain, right?"
never forget how you helped me, Dan. Shall we start our
his gut. This was a bad idea. This whole thing. He looked at
he saw Evelyn's face. His heart hurt. This was no state of mind
to be making decisions.
space. They seemed real. They seemed more than real. He compared
as well.
Unless . . .
* * *
It haunted him over the years. His electronic brain was much
never go away. The machine kept its promise and downloaded the
Evelyn program into Dan's brain. And as the years passed, and
owed it all to Vonderman, and his heinous act was put on the
explore worlds and the human ways of travel were too slow. The
the galaxy.
Dan had never left Earth, though most humans had already
gone to more fertile fields (you knew it was a bad time when
Mars was more fertile then Earth). He never wanted to. The MI
longer the only MI unit. It would have done Dan no good to take
don't give a shit about them. What happens to the real me?"
they will hardly be clones. They will have all of your dreams,
hopes and memories. They will be you. To you it will seem like
had, over the decades, come to think of the avatar in his brain
as the real Evelyn. He had not long after taking her on, resumed
the fake wind blowing across his naked back while he embraced
Earth."
"Bullshit. I don't want your explorations. You can use a
clone of me. You can take all my thoughts and dreams and fears,
but I want to stay here. You can't kill me, but that doesn't
well, Dan. I will use your surrogate. You will stay here on
"Yes."
see." Dan had learned not to trust the MI over the years. It
of the truth that was most beneficial for it. The Scientists had
learned that. They had tried to strike a deal with the MI. Now
they were all dead. Humanity had forgotten about them. What did
they need scientists for when they had the MI? The MI gave them
everything. It gave them longer lives and toys galore. It gave
"Dan, your tone stings. Have I ever once tried to hurt you,
Dan remembered his old fear from years past. The fear that
he had never really been with Evelyn in the virtual space, but
that he had been with the machine the whole time, fucking it
truth than the one he had been assuming. But he hadn't. He had
because he'd been in pain. Now Tovi was worlds away and Dan had
Maybe was a thin hook to hang a whole life on, but Dan
"All right. Let's do it. I'll stay here in The City. That's
They would all leave and Dan would be left there alone. And
when that fateful day came when the dead began to rise, Dan was
at least comforted by the fact that the real Evelyn would not
come back to life to tell him the truth, for she had been
cremated.
Chapter 21: Transport
had explained beforehand that most of the story came not from
its own memory banks, but from Dan Weegan. It was the younger
Dan Weegan that seemed to take the story the hardest. The trauma
shock, but learning you were unwanted by even yourself was a lot
"So this husk that you have put Cyrus in, it was this
well. He was starting to think that Cyrus had faded away since
last time and this thing was, more or less, brain damaged.
"I'm glad you have bought this story hook, line, and
sinker, Captain Lyzander," Old Dan said, "but not me. To begin
couldn't trust it. We're talking about a machine that killed its
support for the older Dan's stance, but younger Dan was staring
off at the far end of the room, shaking his head slowly. He was
looking in the area where presumably Dan Weegan had once been
never finished her thought. She wandered over and touched a wall
Ioming was nearly salivating. "I knew it. You have the secret,
don't you?"
lie."
Now Old Dan rose to his feet. "Adjia, don't. I beg you."
something into his ear that seemed to do the trick. Some old
magic, perhaps.
memories when we broke from the MI, but we know some. However,
She sighed, "I was afraid of that. Friends, the story you
his love from its clutches. He then stayed behind to ensure that
the facility never again came back on to torture human beings as
in her life. It had given her strength, though she'd never told
more or less."
the MI. He did not cordon off Evelyn like he promised. Evelyn
has been with Dan on all his adventures. I have inferred, though
never been told this directly, that it was Evelyn who the MI
used to help it understand the alien life forms. It was she who
few of the guards and break in. I remember the minor commotion
he caused. But the MI was waiting for him inside the door. Dan
Even Old Dan was watching her expectantly. The look on his
face told Lyzander that Dan had no idea what she was going to
say.
looking for a hint that someone knew this, that he had not been
betrayed humanity."
* * *
it hard. Lyzander wanted to put his arm around her, but it felt
decided not to and was never sure he had made the right decision.
"So what does this mean?" Dan asked. "Evelyn was killed in
remained even and practical. She already knew this and thus
there was no emotion in it for her. She was just reporting. "The
method was that it had to let Dan die, then Dan could be brought
Adjia shook her head. "I don't know. I really don't. I know
several. Dan once told me there was a life form that they
secret first hand. The animal died. And then came back
meant to let all those Dans die. It ordered me to shut down the
couldn't."
"Couldn't it shut down the power on its own?" Ioming asked.
believe that because the facility was coded to Dan and my DNA
that we have some kind of control. But the truth was maybe it
didn't want to force the issue. For all I know, it couldn't shut
Does this mean we can get Evelyn out; we can somehow infect the
be done."
* * *
Alarms went off all over the ship. Jurrigan and Hector paid
the other warnings the ship had been sounding since they'd
boarded. They had no idea how the battle beyond the hull of Re-
taking over a ship, only to then find out that the battle had
been over for hours. Parties had been known to be put on trial
for killing enemy soldiers after the battle was already over. In
this case, though, Jurrigan knew they had little worry about.
This was a can of worms. If she had time to think about it,
conform and obey the commands of the Nothing, all for the sake
of loyalty.
But as the blaster fire filled the air around her with hot
death and she opened up covering fire while Hector advanced, she
was unable to think. Thinking would get you killed. All that
They fought their way down the hallway. They fought their
way toward the center of the ship. They killed and killed
others. They knew them and they killed them. Jurrigan lowered
the Pilot ring. When the Pilots were all visible, she saw only
five people. She worried about it for less than a second. Then
she put a single blaster shot into each of the five heads.
"We read you, Re-Horakhty." The voice that answered was not
the admirals. Now that Jurrigan looked, she couldn't see The
some Pilots on board and let's get this thing into the fight."
backup?"
Silence was their only answer.
Jurrigan jabbed the com button again, but Hector pulled her
She had fought hard. She knew that she had learned something
that others might need to know, but she lacked the strength to
the true power of Meat. She would not share her knowledge, but
* * *
Evelyn in my brain."
creation. You are artificial. Both of you are. You are purely
synthetic, merely based on Dan. The Evelyn you have known all
threw a glance toward the big robot in their presence, "and shot
Evelyn had come back stronger. Getting shot had awakened her
our bedroom. The one you don't even know about. The one that I
must do to keep the facility active. Your mind was put in stasis
"As if you have any reason to talk," Adjia spat. "You think
you are better? The MI resurrected several Dans, not just you.
Nothing more."
voice was quiet. She stepped forward. "Would you like to tell
us?"
Adjia sighed and tore her gaze away from the younger Dan.
"I'm sorry, dear. Yes, you are right. Or perhaps you would like
the Pilots."
by the MI. Your Pilots are not a human creation as you believe.
"I'm not ready to admit defeat yet. I'm not giving up,"
Lyzander snapped.
hypothetically."
dangerous to me."
possible."
again the secret of the light." Her hand faded to black. She
realized), she said, "Maybe its better if she stays buried, too."
many Dan Weegans there. Not all will be good candidates. Some
will be like this one, corrupt. You must try to find the right
one."
else in there."
responded. "And to open the place from the inside. The Pilots
believe I can get one person in," Rogue said. "With luck, I may
Chambrassa."
down."
But the lower levels are still active and connected to the MI.
doing."
from deeper down and risk exposing itself. Maybe it really was
know."
if something went wrong, what did it lose? Dan Weegan and his
might remain."
he asked.
come back."
Lyzander felt a chill run up his spine. He started toward
the slab, but Ioming stopped him. She kissed him. "You better
* * *
an even bigger vapor trail in the wake of the planet, and even
the tang of the atmosphere that kept the planet from drying up
range of one, but they made no move toward him. They were either
arrived.
new development, but couldn't quite get there. The truth was
felt as though he was 100% a part of the Nothing. The truth was,
seemingly empty pit that was the Nothing infection, and that
this new thing. Despite it all, Vassarator Deluxe had been raise
land mass on floating in the ocean below him. It was the smell
could sense their plan. They were canvassing and searching, but
to move to the desert that surrounded the city, but they were
of escape.
(no one would have fit--well, maybe a cat or two), they would
have seen him turn into something of a ghost. The truth was that
felt like pushing a hand into warm sand. Vassarator Deluxe was
reaching out with his physical and nonphysical self, the self
that had always lived on the higher dimensions was now for the
the same time, his physical self kept his ship dancing and
What he did with that moment was open up all available cannons
hits were all critical. The other flanked the ship that
Deluxe wasn't worried about it. This saved him the trouble of
pushed himself into the other ship. His heart was racing on
The other ship sprang to life. The two crippled ships had
just enough life left to turn on their newly taken over comrade.
and overloaded the power supply in one final push. The heat
alone killed everything on board all three ships while
Vassarator pushed his own ship up toward the moon, where he was
back toward Earth. The three ships lay dormant. Two were in the
dry up. A needle came out of the cockpit wall and pricked his
he was going to. He knew exactly where Zhenjuan was. Her scent
was thick in the air. He was hard and ready for the final
showdown.
* * *
room.
its way into the void. It was a squeak of air moving past vocal
cords. In the center of the room, near where the servos had been
A cough.
The red LED came back on. Near the LED, metal scraped
bare floor. The light leapt up onto the table, then fell back
picked up speed. He moved. The probe slid through the air toward
him.
"Shall I turn on lights?" The probe asked in a feminine
voice.
The man shook his head. He was up on his feet, using the
table for support. He was naked. His penis dangled. His backbone
other side of the room. Then it was in the corner, near the red
invisible strings.
"Mirror," he said.
deep. His cheeks looked hollow and gaunt. The face was still
recognizable.
surface, correct?"
pain, but the pain was silenced quickly. The nanobots were
working as fast as they could to give the body its old strength.
"Weapon," he said.
The probe was on the other side of the room. It was back, a
gun dangling below it. Lyzander took the weapon. It was heavy
billowed and filled the morgue and the hallways around it, as
She had yet to let go. Zhenjuan was bleeding him dry. But it was
almost over. He would either lie down and die soon, or they
the blaster pistol the captain had given her. Welker still held
floor tile.
Zhenjuan warmed the air just inside the passageway in order
lost them.
probe all regarded each other for a moment. The probe clicked.
space where Welker and Zhenjuan had just been. Welker fired the
first return shot. The probe swiveled down and toward him. The
Only now she wasn't Zhenjuan anymore. She was Star Shade.
They beat their way out of the hospital. He could sense them
outside.
Zhenjuan did not run toward the road they had come in on.
She ran instead toward the cliff face in the opposite direction.
regretted wasting the shot. The probes all parted, dodging the
energy draining. She pushed him and guided him away from the
behind a tree. Star Shade turned to face the robots. She held
out her hand. Darkness bloomed from her hand. The blaster shots
dissolved into her hand. Welker felt his strength drain away.
His eyelids sank down. He sensed more than saw what happened
next.
The probes had been coming on fast, now they slowly turned
to flee. The expanding black hole being born from Star Shade's
wildly at her and at him, but the shots were all fuel for the
black hole.
They were gone. The black hole shrank to a pinpoint.
the field were stripped of branches. The smaller trees were not
A ship.
them. Welker fired his pistol at the ship. The bullets exploded
Star Shade didn't hesitate. If she had, she would have been
defenses as the space where she was standing was filled with
red-hot plasma.
her, but she couldn't have heard. The ship rose up and twisted
away toward town. Welker could not move. He pulled himself to
anyway.
Strength flooded back into him. He knew then that all was lost.
* * *
he pulled the ship back. She held on with inhuman strength. Her
slammed the ship to the side. Her body flopped against the side,
but she held. The ground sank below her, moving down, down, down.
with her body, but with her mind. For the last time, she pushed
* * *
The city spread out below her. She perched herself on the
edge of the building and scanned for him. Behind her, footfalls.
shoved them aside. She was gone from the ledge. He ran to the
the kick, rolled hard. His landed the backward somersault on his
feet and came up. Knives shot out and unfolded into his hands.
He swiped the air as she charged, but she rose up and over him.
He turned, spinning.
Her foot caught him on the chin. One of his knives spun out
out of the way. Not this time. She wouldn't win this time. She
landed and came up throwing those damn stars at him again, but
her power was weak. He sensed it. She had been weakened since
their last meeting. The only thing that had kept her going was
her sidekick.
Clever girl. She spun out of the way of his feint. He spun
She looked him in the eye. Her face changed. She smiled.
Zhenjuan touched his face. Not the face he showed them, but the
skin underneath. "Mike Vassar," she said, "you are still in
"Mike, you can beat them. Cast your mask aside, come out of
hiding."
"You can fight them, Mike. I know you are in there. They
fighting, somehow.
closet. You were there when Paul died. Deep inside in the real
you. They didn't know there was someone under the mask. The
little boy you never let out to play, except when you were
playing pretend."
something to him. She was making him hurt. She made him feel
him. Zhenjuan faced him. For the first time she saw the real
person under the costume. He was on his knees, crying. He was
just a small boy. So small that she wondered how she had ever
Zhenny!"
Zhenjuan smiled. Her lips were coated with blue blood that
* * *
Welker found her on the edge of town. She had slipped from
injured.
"What?"
without you."
"Yes you can," she said. "You fought them off before any of
time indicates you hardly need me to tell you," the small robot
said.
"It has been an hour and a half," the robot said, "and two
minutes."
You could--"
"Enough," Lyzander said. He was worried. And not just about
different.
had too much time to dwell on that feeling. He wondered now how
here.
all.
of grass and pulled them up, roots and all. He tossed them into
instant."
The boy laughed and ran away. In the stillness that
boy as clearly as day when the boy had been moving, but now
darkness filled the space and Lyzander could no longer even see
the lawn. It was then that it occurred to him that the body he
was giving him too much time to think, and he had things to do
Lyzander boarded the lift at the end of the hall. The probe
had assured him that this one was the functional one, but he was
* * *
its scanner, but it had detected the air movement and a signal,
beckoning to it. The panel moved under the force of the probe's
the Strange Nothing Field, the official name the MI had created
for the energy around the Nothing when they were in sufficient
numbers.
The probe was not worried, but it did feel naked, severed
from its host. And it had not seen another robot, except the
dead ones, since coming into this edifice, which had somehow
though the air were a rail that went anywhere the probe wanted.
did so.
A little while later, two more probes entered the room. The
gathering force swelled a few minutes later. The signal from the
cave was a call for them. In numbers, the probes felt something
* * *
mind rattled. He wasn't quite sure what he was doing. And damn
if he wasn't tired.
remembered these words: Walk straight across the long green lawn
dead body. A flash of blue lightning arced from the bullet hole
toward the door. Dan Weegan would know the answer. Dan Weegan
would know what was wrong with him. Dan Weegan would fix him.
* * *
Dan Weegan and Dan Weegan. Adjia cowered. They followed her
orders. Ioming crossed the hall, where wide doors of the old
elevators made a place for her to hide. Rogue filled the door
way. He raised his arm, keeping most of his body hidden. His
"You might have killed the Captain. You could not be sure
"You worry too much, Rogue. You worry about silly things."
"You are not right. You were never a Rogue, were you?"
"Rogue you have to open yourself. When you do, you see the
possibilities."
Rogue could see them now. Thousands of them. They lined the
hills in front of him. The dead shambled toward him. They were
same thing. We want to end the MI. That's why they led the
Captain through."
"Wake him up. Wake him up here. You have what you wanted,
fought off the zombies. He poured all of his energy into it. He
* * *
Ioming ordered old and young Dan into position. She asked
space across the hall. The first probe had been a vanguard. She
She opened fire. One went down, then another. Ioming felt a
sting in her side, but she kept firing. She took down a six of
them, then a dozen. Another wave came at her. She took them
down. A few shots came from the doorway. Ioming steeled her
resolve. Her side burned, and not the skin. The burn ran deeper,
More came.
* * *
The call was hard to ignore. The call was loud and
resounding. They came because the humans were here and they
would kill it. The probes fell one by one. Then, something
* * *
She slapped Her Dan again. She had been worried about this
since day one. Robots could not be trusted. She knew that, but
this wasn't some robot. This was Dan. This was the man she had
loved in some form or another most of her life. The Other Dan
Ioming and the others. She hadn't needed to. She wished them no
ill will and she wanted them to succeed. That was all they
needed to know. Why go into all the gory details. Why tell them
about the successes the MI had with her, of the horrible things
he had done to her? Why tell them of the virus it had isolated
in her blood and her brain? Why tell them of how it had
manipulated the virus within her, the beautiful life-giving
They had been one, once. The Jelly and the God--one not
much bigger than the other. They were a single organism, dancing
forever and ever together, but the oceans had grown harsh, too
harsh for the delicate Jelly body, so the God began to leave the
return with a body full of food. The Jellies would rejoin God,
many Jellies for one God. They would absorb the sustenance from
physical.
But the God had needed to go further and further away. The
The Gods would often return after long hunts to find their Jelly
population had shrunk further and further still. But from those
few remaining Jellies, the strongest emerged. The ones that did
not need to touch the God to absorb the sustenance they needed.
As the millennia passed and the world change little, the Gods
were able to venture further forth into the seas and the Jellies
something psychic, what they called back then between the lines.
And they were right, but they were wrong to think it was an act
together. The truth that the MI discovered was there was a third
party. A virus from the air had infected the Jellies. A virus
the single tiny island on the planet. If that had not happened,
they would have died out. The virus was capable of psychic
were changed, and became unified with the virus. The virus
their being. And this relationship developed all the way until
It pained Adjia to see what the MI had done with what was
essentially her. Like with the Jellies, the virus had started in
integral part of her. She was the most successful human fusion
with the Jelly virus. The MI had taken tissues from her, and
created in front of her eyes using stored DNA and RNA and XNA
and at the same time infect Pilots on a psychic level. That was
an essential part of its plan, and that had taken the longest to
get just right. Given its failures with Welker and Zhenjuan--in
with the virus. It was, after all, a part of her. Even in its
mutated state, she could hear its music through the stars. She
had used its knowledge to reprogram Dan. She had devised for
them. She had devised a plan to rid this universe of the MI once
and for all. To free the Nothing, and make it the sole force in
the universe. The beautiful virus. They would play and be merry.
They would play death and killing. They would play other games,
too, in their infancy. Then, they would mature and evolve into
But now, damn it, Dan was seizing, and she thought she had
"Gun," she said to the Other Dan, who would soon just be
Dan.
He handed her the blaster. She fired a shot into Her Dan's
head. And he laid still. She stood and turned. Footfalls slammed
the floor behind her. A body slammed into her. Cyrus's eyes
glowed red.
* * *
have fallen asleep on the way down. He didn't notice his gradual
Welker left behind. No, it was something Zhenjuan took when she
left him.
out of the open door. Dan Weegan stared back at him, looking
confused.
* * *
Ioming felt another sting in her leg. Another probe
glanced to see if Rogue had been hit. A gash had been burned in
hadn't altered his pose much since the fight began. He was
eerily still, moving only his arm to blow up the oncoming probes.
saw the Cyrus robot. He had Adjia pinned to the wall. He ripped
a blaster from her hand. She struggled to stop him, but he was
too strong.
She expected Rogue to turn and see what she was seeing.
Instead what happened was Rogue put out his hand and shoved her
back. Ioming landed with her weight on her wounded leg. Her leg
gave out she went down. Rogue moved in time for her to see Cyrus
put his blaster to Adjia's head and pull the trigger. Adjia
struggled no more.
but it did him no good. Cyrus shot Young Dan in the face. His
Ioming found her wits and fired. Her shots took out Cyrus,
but Rogue was already inside the room and out of her line of
sight.
She propped herself up against the wall. "Rogue!"
him, I would not have been able to take back this MI unit as
was useless. There were too many. They could have cut her down
"Let me guess, you need a song and dance act for your new
show."
You should know that the Nothing was not completely successful.
thought I could control it, but it has proven wily. It was able
would just be that easy? Blink blink and ole Cap is halfway
procedure."
Ioming closed her eyes. Behind her lids she saw the scene.
Right now, the robot formerly known as Rogue was standing over
Ly's body, hand blasters on his head and chest. If she charged,
killed. What did it matter if the MI lost one body? All for
could have Evelyn isolated. To kill her? Ioming didn't know, but
that didn't seem quite right. She had no way to warn Lyzander.
Ioming opened her eyes. The smell of burned flesh hit her
Lyzander would understand that. She only wished she could record
some thoughts somehow, to tell him that she loved him and always
MI never lied, Dan had told them, only chose what truth to tell.
Ioming fell.
from the pinpoint shots from their lasers, but one she knew.
They had stunned her. She felt her body collapse helpless to the
fields. She wondered why they had not killed her. She wondered
take her over, but surely, she thought, surely not in time to
you. I know what you're thinking: you will never join me; you
would never submit. But I know the human mind and how it works.
strings and you will think that joining me was your idea from
the start. You will feel love for me. Real love, no fakery
needed. The process is beautiful and irreversible, at least by
completely change them. They think they are in control and that
long. Who knows? With your resolve and spirit, I may even turn
Rogue stood. Ioming could see his leg, but nothing else.
She wanted to tell him something. She wanted to tell him of the
move her lips. That's when she realized he was right. She could
by the new system. She had seen it. She had seen many times how
fragile the self was, how easily it was changed. She knew the
MI's threat was not an empty one. She knew these moments were
her last as the Piña Ioming she had always believed herself to
be.
said. Then she heard him say: "Kindly kill the captain for me."
Chapter 24: Many Faces
Dan Weegan stood Welker up. Dan plucked the gun from
"Dan Weegan," Welker said. His voice was weak. "I need to
into the wall. "What happened? It was that damn robot, right?"
without her?"
Welker stiffened. He brought his weight to bear. Lyzander
collar.
"I don't know, Captain. But we don't have much time left.
already be alerted."
your help. Can you keep it together, just until the mission is
over? You always were the best fighter pilot in Blue Sektor."
"We need to get in there and make this happen quickly. The
lights are starting to come back on. Whatever Rogue might have
wearing off."
Welker took the gun. Lyzander led him into the room. There
further down, and some other people I've never seen before."
the facility turned on, casting an eerie blue glow on the bodies
with his mind. They were in stasis, but he could still see
images, and make out feelings. Zhenjuan would have found the
His did not notice that his nose had begun to bleed until he
"Sir?"
it. I want to get back into my real body. I'm not feeling so
hot."
The probe tagged the units that Welker pointed out. Instead
of waking the Dans and putting them on the slab as would have
stay focused.
should tell Dan Weegan about this, but that was silly. What
Weegan mouth.
transport system.
* * *
Ioming could only see the wall as it passed her by. Except
it wasn't really the wall that was moving. It was she. The
that they themselves used to float. She knew Rogue was behind
second, but at some point, they would release her from this
stasis. She would only have a moment, she knew, but it would
implement. She would probably have to kill herself with her own
hands. She knew that her best bet was a chop to her own throat.
If she could do it hard enough with the edge of her steel hand,
she could collapse her airway. It would be painful, but with the
mechanical arms, she was certain she could do the job with one
good hit well enough that her brain would shut down within
able to take her brain. But it would be the only chance she had.
Ioming felt the cold air hit her. They had not bothered to
put her coat on. The skin reacted with goose bumps. When it did,
one of the probes jolted her and her skin ceased its attempt to
keep her warm. Ioming knew with cold certainty that she would
never get the chance to end it. They had her. She had blown her
chance. She had wanted to die honorably, but she should have
used the chance she'd had to put a blaster shot through her own
thick skull. Now they would turn her into one of them. She would
lose anything she had once loved. She would lose love as she
knew it. She would not be meat at all. Maybe she wouldn't
remember.
Ioming knew this was a dream. The MI would make sure she
remembered. It would make sure she knew every second of her life
what she was missing, and that she could do nothing about it.
his head, she could see MI Big Boxes descending toward them.
Rogue's put the device on her head, but didn't activate it.
Ioming spilled into the snow. The other probes came quickly to
seep back into her. But she was too confused to worry. Rogue
sprinted away from the Big Boxes, toward the woods. The Big
was wrong.
has happened."
They reached the woods. Rogue ran and jumped down the cliff
at the end of the forest. Rogue landed. He set her down. Ioming
found that she could stand, which surprised her. The feeling was
A thin man stepped out from behind what had once been the
For some reason it had to bypass the chip. This means that there
A probe came over the ridge. Vassar put his hands up and
then swiped them across each other. The probe was shorn in two.
The halves fell into the snow. Rogue held open his arms. Ioming
climbed into them and let Vassar lead them back into The City.
* * *
something was horribly wrong, but his mouth only opened in his
futile here.
Welker saw Evelyn. Not once, not five times, but a million
times over. She assaulted him from all sides. Welker fled.
had last seen Zhenjuan. Zhenjuan was here. She was surrounded by
men. She had fallen into the bath of the ansible telescope, only
the last one. It was the last one that always killed.
He tackled the closest man, driving him into the man next
chest of the man opposite him. A bayonet flew at him, but Welker
stood, twisting when he felt the resistance of the meat bag that
around before the dead man could even fall. Another face came at
bone in the neck and stuck fast. He swung the stabbed man with
the gun and shoved him away. Another bayonet flew at him. He
The blade went home into the last man's eye, through the
The man dropped to his knees. He touched the iron and wood
cancer his face had grown. Felt the length of it. He seemed
inconvenienced otherwise.
He pulled the trigger. The gun had already been fired, but
He kissed her.
electric blue, as were the circles around her eye. They looked
"No," he protested.
She sat up. She towered over him. He was crying. His hands
were so small.
"No one is there, but you. You let Zhenny die, remember? Go
to your room and think about it. Rot." She said the last word
with scary vehemence. Welker didn't want to. He didn't want to,
hit her and punch her and make her regret her hateful, hateful
* * *
under so long."
Welker looked him in the eyes. "I know you," Welker said.
"You know the face. You have been this face. Well, similar."
Welker touched the face, which appeared to be Dan Weegan.
"I still am. I am forever inside," Welker said. His voice was
asked.
remember."
matter now. You would have needed to put Evelyn's mind into the
machine via a failed transport. I can't say how you would have
done that, exactly. Maybe you would have had to kill yourself
during the process. Who knows? The point is that Evelyn is now
whole. I didn't just give you five Evelyns. I gave him all of
Evelyns."
The lights blinked off in the room. Not all of them, but
the main lights. Lyzander could still see, but it was dim. "What
attack. They saw Welker go into the facility. They are even now
uncovering the truth, that this facility has had power for many
years. They are cutting it. To trap Welker. They believe if they
that I can never be trapped. But yes, you are trapped. You and
Evelyn. I suspect you will live for several hours after they
kill life support. I suspect you will have time to realize the
cold in here."
* * *
Lieutenant."
help us."
said.
Vassar nodded. "I deserve nothing less than death. But let
She boarded the PK's cockpit. Vassar slipped into the cargo
area behind pilot seat. It was a tight fit. He had to pull his
knees up into his chest, but it was comforting, too, like being
Ioming was certain he was going to smash the cockpit open with
his metal fists and squeeze her throat with his giant metal
The ship rose off the ground. Ioming felt the familiar
SORRY LIEUTENANT, Vassar emoted, I DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO WARM THE ENGINES
PROPERLY.
trouble focusing on them. Her eyes swam from the recent jolt.
She fired blindly. She was tossed side to side as the ship
evaded shots.
attack. Ioming had never seen anything like it. The MI was
this fleet alone, and she knew it was only a small fraction of
the MI's power. This was certain death. Surely, this was the end
* * *
matter. Lyzander had no idea how big the facility was. He had no
Lyzander.
Yes, of course.
Of course.
like to be alive?"
"I like being warm. I do not like not being warm," Evelyn
said.
Evelyn touched the walls. He wondered if she could feel the
assuming the machine was still running. Zhenjuan could have. Dan
Dan remembered how she had looked swimming through the warm
better now."
possibility?"
not been able to keep itself from stopping you completely. You
all of you Dans. Maybe even you have a part of me, the one thing
said.
thinner. They must have done more than cut the power. Most
likely the robot hoard was up there right now, showing the
the robots were just taking the humans over directly. What could
People had gone missing form Blue Sektor before. It happened all
die.
"I'm even more cold, Dan. Is this where we die? I'm scared,
Dan."
* * *
Ioming knew what she would see. She didn't need Pilot 6 to
tell her. She didn't need to wait for hyperspace to melt away
around her into real space to know that Chambrassa was going to
be surrounded by MI ships.
* * *
lungs. It felt like the first breath he'd ever taken in his
life. The force was diverted. The zombie ships lay in ruins.
Once the Re-Horakhty had gone down the others had fallen. And
they had done without the MI help, like a bunch of Blue Sektor
freaks.
underlings said.
"I bet there are distress calls from all over. Let's triage
"No, sir. Not from here. From the center of the universe.
supermassive black hole. The one most people who knew about such
back. Quade had served with her on more than one occasion. If
confirmed."
* * *
cold. He put in the override codes into his ship as his next
of the entire Blue Sektor. But von Knorring was dead, and he was
even hesitate.
* * *
"We aren't about to let Blue Sektor claim the Eden Protocol
* * *
NOTHING. IOMING, YOU KNOW THIS WAS A FOOL'S ERRAND. NO ONE WILL BE SHOWING UP
"I know," Ioming felt her stomach sink. "Hey, Vassar. Are
"Engage."
faint purple glow. Ioming closed her eyes. When she opened them
ships. There were hundreds. They had the planet surrounded. She
tears. There would be time to cry when the battle was over, and
defeated. This was the last of everything she had ever believed
in dying.
* * *
"Lieutenant, you didn't think we'd let you hog all the
glory, now did you?" a familiar voice said into her ear.
over are here. Maybe it's enough for you to break through. We're
has but one chance and no time for debate. On my mark. Attack!"
* * *
life."
be long now.
its own terms. We had to try to understand how to think like it.
"It doesn't matter now, Evelyn. Lie down. Lie still and
hush. We paid for our sins, I think, Dan and Evelyn. We paid
them closed again. He drew breath into his lungs. It felt cold
"I told you would never lose me. That was a million years
ago, Ly. I don't ever feel so confident now. But I think we can
trust Pilot 6, for now. I think Zhenjuan helped him, as her last
laid on the floor for hours, but of course that was impossible.
strangeness to them."
touch it?"
been rescued from death at all. This was a dream, one of those
brain farts you had right before you died, like in that story
he'd read as a child, set in The Wars, where the man thought
he'd escaped the firing line and was almost home when the
started coughing.
friend."
Dan felt his breath catch. "How can that be? She just said
hello to me."
"I will give you the brief version," a new voice said, "if
you hurry."
Rogue filled the doorway. He looked the same everywhere,
except there was something wrong with his eyes. They were dimmer
* * *
"So if Young Dan was a zombie, and Old Dan was a robot, and
the room full of Dan's back there just got erased, are there any
There were five Dan's in storage for transport vessels. One was
used. The others perished when life support was cut. They were
Lyzander looked at his hands. "So I'm the last Dan. And my
body."
that the words were Ioming's, "but the robot killed it. There
battle rages, but the fleets are in danger now. The MI has
overwhelming numbers."
* * *
extra kick. It gave them just enough to keep them alive a few
"I don't know how much longer I can keep this up, Piña,"
Quade's crew did their best, but he had never before wished
* * *
Maybe when this is all done, you can live out your life as a
human."
like."
Zhenjuan who freed me. She reminded me that there as still one
place that the Nothing couldn't reach, that under the mask was a
scared boy."
But it was too late. Lyzander could not turn down the dying
* * *
starboard."
"I want a barrel roll. Get our main guns into position and
hard."
Undertow! he thought.
Quade and made his scrotum shrivel. This was death. This was
absolute defeat.
range.
"Hold fire. All human ships hold fire." The voice was
No one moved.
all. The ship that had just warped in passed over their ship
They waited. Minutes ticked away. The ships that were still
looked dead. Quade wiped a sheen of sweat from his forehead. The
could. The MI cranked out these ships all the time. Quade had
seen the ship farm once on the surface of Station Iowa. It was a
sight that stuck with you for the rest of your life.
distortion was all that remained, and it smoothed out. The space
about things."
old, but still alive. Still kicking, as it were. Her body ached
with battle age. She did what she always did in the morning,
which was pull up the reports. The Nothing had one last holdout.
One that they had been avoiding for the last fifty years. It was
this last base. Destroying the Nothing would mean destroying the
last lived there. Debate had raged. The planet had been isolated
be preserved.
"But the hawks have won the day on this issue. Due to security
Ioming sighed.
The things this man or construct were saying were correct. They
the incident with Evelyn in the bowels of the very planet that
"What happens when you wipe out all life on a planet," the
then and couldn't have answered if he'd wanted to): "You find
Ioming sighed.
Dan stood in her doorway. He had not aged well. His skin
illusion was not a nice one. It was hard for her. When they
first reached the basement and found Lyzander holding the hand
of a dead Welker, they had taken him for dead, but then he had
stirred. He had smiled. He had told them how he had done what he
could. But he had never been the same since then. At first, he
had been mostly Lyzander and only a little bit Dan. Then, as
at all.
She hugged him. "You'll be okay," she said. "Go lie down in
sat down at her com station and flipped it on. First Commander
Quade's face filled the screen. He looked as handsome as ever.
She suspected that his continued good looks had more to do with
"Let me ask you this, Admiral. Remember way back when, when
know, where you crippled the MI and thus dragged out the war an
"Did you know when you sent out that distress signal that
it was the right thing. I guess most people agreed with you."
"No," Quade said. "I thought then what I think now. You let
think of any personal beef she had with Earth per se. Although,
standing before her in the middle of that Earth city that had
gone to. He was smiling at her. He was caressing her face. Then
gone back home after Mike Vassar was executed. He had reacquired
of what he once was, she understood. His fate had been left to
her, and she had taken mercy on him, but she had never seen or
"I trust you, even if you don't trust me," she said. "No, I
anyway."
"I wouldn't dare keep you from it," Quade said, his voice
cold.
was for her. She knew he wasn't really mad about any of that
bullshit anyway. What he was mad about, what he couldn't let go,
was that she had lied to him. She'd explained she had not had
time to tell him the truth. She was desperate and scared, she
said, but he didn't care. In his mind, the fact that she had fed
him that line about the Eden Protocol being threatened rather
than trust him with the whole store proved that she didn't care
about him and never had. Yes, almost fifty years of ire because
of a perceived jilt.
"Adjia," he said.
"I had this dream, Adjia, that Evelyn became stars. Her
"Call me Piña."
the head with a small blaster she always kept strapped to her
First Commander.
* * *
the years, she had acquired more body parts. She now had a torso
and arms. The breadbox-sized probe that had been her body now
legs, having never been able to make the adjustment from flying
to walking.
you."
"I will in just a little while," John said. He wore a human
face again, similar to the one Rogue had worn when he'd left
this planet, except he now had hair on the top and on the face,
really. John would not have been able to learn anything without
Vassar. Vassar had, as his last living act, imbued John with
that John was, at his core, really Mike Vassar, but it didn't
matter. Mike Vassar was now long buried, where he belonged. John
was a new person, and he knew many things Rogue never knew,
could not see, clouded as he was by once being the MI's slave.
John had never been the MI's slave. And he was making
progress with Omega. Omega was going to come alive, very soon.
knew that there was only one way to bring it online. Rogue had
set up the failsafe very well. John had never been able to
John pushed those thoughts aside. That was for the future.
love life and the world he and his friends had created. When his
* * *THE END* * *