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〃After　that　ship　had　folded　out　of　Tirolspace；　Doctor；〃　Edwards　barked。

〃General　Edwards；〃　Longchamps　cut　in；　〃weren't　some　of　your　own　Ghost　Squadron　aboard　the　Valivarre　supervising　the　transfer？〃

Minmei　saw　Edwards's　face　drain　of　color；　the　cameras　captured　the　fury　in　his　single　eye。　〃I'm　certain　that　those　brave　men　were　killed；　Senator。〃

The　cameras　cut　to　Lang。　〃Council　members；　I　can　personally　attest　to　the　presence　of　the　general's　men。　And　Exedore　and　I　both　found　them　very　much　alive。〃

Minmei　sipped　her　drink；　anticipating　Edwards's　eback；　he　didn't　surprise　her。

〃Yes；　and　exactly　what　motivated　you　and　the　ambassador　to　shuttle　up　to　the　Valivarre；　Doctor？〃

〃We　were　merely　going　over　the　transfer　schedule　with　mander　Breetai…〃

Minmei　touched　the　remote　and　the　screen　went　blank。　She　drained　her　glass　and　thought；　A　few　more　of　these　and　I'll　be　too　numb　to　care。　And　numb　was　just　what　she　was　after。　She　had　lost　her　friends；　her　faith；　her　voice；　any　sense　of　purpose　she　might　have　once　called　her　own。　Rick；　Lisa；　Janice；　Dr。　Lang；　Jonathan。。。And　lately　she　had　even　been　thinking　about　Kyle。　She　wasn't　sure　why；　but　guessed　that　it　had　something　to　do　with　Edwards　and　the　control　he　had　begun　to　assert　over　her。　She　imagined　she　saw　a　curious　pattern　at　work　that　coupled　Rick　and　Lynn…Kyle；　now　Jonathan　Wolff　and　Edwards…some　slide　into　self…abuse　when　she　came　too　close　to　genuine　love　and　mitment。　Property；　she　thought　in　disgust。　That　was　how　she　was　beginning　to　view　herself。　Her　voice　co…opted　by　the　RDF；　her　dreams　destroyed　by　war；　her　will　at　the　mercy　of　men　who　wanted　nothing　more　than　to　rule　and　posses　her；　body　and　mind。

Numb；　fortably　numb；　she　told　herself。。。


Thirty　minutes　later　the　door　hissed　open　and　Edwards　strode　into　the　room；　grinning　evilly。　Minmei　realized　she　had　dozed　off；　and；　startled　now；　she　began　to　back　herself　onto　the　bed。　Edwards　leered　at　her；　perhaps　thinking　she　was　toying　with　him；　and　came　down　on　top　of　her；　elbows　supporting　his　upper　body。　She　pressed　her　hands　against　his　chest　and　said；　〃Please。。。〃

〃What's　the　matter　with　you？〃　he　asked；　face…to…face　with　her。

〃I'm　just。。nfused。〃　She　tried　to　roll　out　from　under　him；　but　his　arms　held　her　fast。

〃Oh；　no；　you　don't；〃　he　told　her；　bringing　his　mouth　hard　against　hers…a　kiss　he　liked　to　think　passionate；　but　one　she　felt　was　simply　rough。　〃The　council　gave　their　okay。〃

〃W…what　does　that　mean…that　you're　going　to…〃

〃Precisely　that；〃　he　said；　rolling　off　her　onto　his　back。

He　gazed　at　the　ceiling　and　laughed。　〃First　the　Zentraedi；　then　the　Sentinels。〃　He　looked　over　at　her。

Minmei　was　aghast；　gaping　at　him；　he　had　his　right　hand　curled　tightly　around　her　left　wrist。

〃When　this　is　over　I　want　you　to　marry　me。〃

Her　right　hand　flew　to　her　face。　〃What！〃

〃It'll　be　just　like　the　Hunters'　wedding；〃　he　said；　as　though　thinking　aloud。　〃Except　it'll　be　you　and　me；　and　the　destination　won't　be　Tirol；　but　Earth。〃　His　grin　was　still　intact。

〃And　the　mission　won't　be　for　peace；　but　for　war！〃　she　screamed　at　all　once；　yanking　her　arm　away。

Edwards　sat　straight　up　as　she　made　a　move　for　the　door。　〃What　are　you　talking　about？　Minmei！〃

She　was　slightly　drunk　and　clumsy　even　through　her　fear　and　shock；　she　bumped　against　a　table；　sending　some　tapes　to　the　floor；　crashed　against　the　bulkhead；　fumbling　for　the　door　release。

〃Minmei！〃　he　yelled　again；　more　harshly　than　before。

He　was　angry　now　and　she　was　panicked。　She　left　the　room　and　ran　barefooted　along　the　ship's　corridor。　She　heard　someone　behind　her　as　she　entered　the　elevator　and　swung　around；　but　it　wasn't　Edwards。　It　was　a　VT　pilot；　wearing　his　helmet；　oddly　enough；　a　tall　and　slender　bearded　man　she　thought　she　had　seen　before。　He　was　regarding　her　bare　feet　and　disheveled　appearance。　She　forced　a　trembling；　smile；　pushing　and　patting　her　hair　back　in　place。

〃Troubles？〃　he　said。

〃Yes；〃　she　told　him；　surprising　herself。

〃Anything　I　can　do？〃

〃I　need　to　get　back　to　Tiresia。　Are　any　shuttles　leaving　soon？〃

〃I'll　take　you　myself；〃　he　said　after　a　moment。

It　made　her　laugh。　〃What…in　an　Alpha？　I　don't　know。。。

〃I'll　take　you　wherever　you　want　to　go。〃

She　stared　at　him；　wondering　why　she　was　ready　to　believe　him。　〃How　about　Garuda　or　Haydon　IV。。。uh；　666…60…937？〃　she　asked；　reading　the　pilot's　REF　service　number　from　his　helmet。

〃Long　trip；〃　he　told　her。　But　he　didn't　laugh；　didn't　think　she　was　putting　him　on。

The　elevator　doors　opened。　The　pilot　extended　his　hand　and　Minmei　allowed　herself　to　take　hold　of　it。


〃A　simulagent；　a　simulagent；〃　Tesla　mumbled；　stuffing　the　last　of　Garuda's　Fruits　into　his　mouth。　〃I've　been　tricked…tricked！〃

The　two　scientists　the　Sentinels　had　captured　from　Garuda　backed　themselves　toward　what　they　hoped　would　be　a　safe　corner　of　the　dimensional　fortress's　hold；　certain　that　Tesla's　ingestion　of　the　mutated　Fruits　from　that　infected　world　had　driven　him　half　mad。　First　there　was　all　that　nonsense　about　the　Regent　being　dead；　and　now　this　talk　of　simulagents　and　assassination。

〃Has　he　been　doing　this　everywhere　you've　been？〃　one　of　the　Invid　asked　Burak　in　the　lingua　franca。

〃Only　on　Karbarra；　Praxis；　and　Garuda　so　far；〃　the　Perytonian　devil　said　in　low　tones；　shrugging。　〃I　suppose　his　killing　the　Regent　was　nothing　but　an　imagining；　then…〃

〃An　imagining！〃　Tesla　had　heard　Burak's　whisper　and　swung　around　to　the　three　of　them；　monstrous　in　his　anger。　He　knows　that　I　tried；　he　knows　that　I'm　out　to　usurp　his　throne。。。And　I　shall　have　it；　do　you　hear　me？！　Tesla　will　rule！〃

〃He's　going　to　get　us　all　sent　to　the　Pits；〃　one　of　the　scientists　groaned。　〃We　won't　be　repatriated…we'll　be　devolved！〃

Something；　some　force；　suddenly　brought　Tesla　to　his　feet。　Tesla's　skin　was　rippling；　muscles　and　sinews　contorting　beneath　the　flesh　as　though　his　internal　systems　were　rearranging　themselves；　reconfiguring。　An　aura　of　light　was　swirling　around　his　head；　throwing　rainbow　colors　across　the　ceiling；　bulkheads；　and　floor　of　the　hold。　His　head　was　listed；　neck　stretched　out；　mouth　agape　in　a　kind　of　silent　scream。　Burak　stood　rooted　to　the　floor；　astonished　as　he　watched　the　Invid　begin　to　lose　stature　and　bulk；　while　at　the　same　time　Tesla's　neck；　head；　arms；　hands；　and　feet　reshaped　themselves。　The　two　scientists　had　buried　their　heads　against　one　another；　but　Burak　was　too　awed　to　summon　the　will　even　to　look　away。　He　saw　then　what　the　Fruits　were　after；　the　final　form　they　tried　to　birth；　and　he　could　hardly　believe　his　eyes；　much　less　grasp　what　such　a　transformation　meant。　For　the　shape　was　a　humanoid　one…like　that　of　Jack　Baker　or　Gnea　or　Rem。

Tendrils　of　energy　were　whirling　around　Tesla；　reaching　out　to　Burak　where　he　stood。　They　danced　between　his　horns　and　sent　a　downward　rush　of　paralyzing　light　through　the　top　of　his　head。　Tesla's　eyes　were　fixed　on　his　as　something　beyond　language　coursed　between　them。　Burak　stiffened；　as　a　cold　fire　engulfed　his　heart。　He　bellowed；　and　Janice　came　rushing　through　the　hatch。

She　had　been　outside　listening　to　their　muffled　exchange；　and　though　baffled　by　the　sudden　silence；　she　had　not　wanted　to　risk　tipping　her　hand。　Burak's　animallike　wail　had　changed　all　that；　but　now　she　couldn't　see　what　was　happening。　Something　or　someone　was　throwing　blinding；　colored　light　across　the　hold。　She　could　make　out　Burak　and　the　two　shadowy　shapes　of　the　Invid　scientists　behind　him；　but　Tesla　was　concealed　by　the　dazzling　prismatic　intensity；　seemingly　at　the　center　of　it。　She　brought　her　hands　to　her　face；　trying　to　shield　her　eyes；　and　all　at　once　the　light　was　gone。　Tesla　was　on　the　floor；　flat　on　his　back。

She　rushed　over　to　him；　he　was　alive；　but　his　breathing　was　labored。　And　something　else：　he　looked　different。　His　snout　was　shorter；　his　head　more　defined；　his　hands　and　feet　more　humanoid　than　reptilian。　His　skin　was　a　pale　green；　waxy　and　smooth。

〃What　happened　to　him？〃　Janice　asked；　turning　around　to　Burak。

The　Perytonian　stared　at　her。　〃I。。。I。。。〃

Janice　took　him　by　the　arms　and　shook　him。　〃What　happened？〃

Burak　cleared　his　head　and　gave　her　a　blank　look。　He　reached　up　to　feel　his　horns；　then　regarded　Tesla　for　a　moment。　〃I　think　he　ate　too　much。〃


The　Regent　sat　slumped　in　his　throne；　feeling　as　though　some　great　weight　had　been　placed　on　his　chest。　It　was　a　mistake　for　him　to　have　viewed　the　recordings　of　the　Regis's　nostalgic　lovefest　with　the　Zor…clone；　a　terrible　mistake。　Looking　for　guilt；　for　some　sign　of　regret；　he　had　found　only　love；　genuine　and　unfulfilled。　And　he　began　to　wonder　if　he　hadn't　been　wrong　in　not　following　her　lead　when　there　was　still　time；　when　she　had　pleaded　with　him　to　allow　himself　to　be　evolved。　But　he　had　been　stubborn　about　it；　hurt；　unforgiving；　and　now　she　was　lost　to　him。　He　had　seen；　too；　the　Zor…clone's　memories　of　a　world　far　removed　from　Optera　and　Tirol's　strife；　linked　somehow　to　the　Protoculture　matrix　planet　was　anything　more　than　Zor's　fanciful　imaginings？　Besides；　he　had　good　reason　to　believe　that　the　Regis　had　gone　off　in　search　of　that　very　world；　and　he　would　know　if　and　when　she　found　it。　No；　what　he　needed　was　accurate　data；　data　the　clone　had　not　yet　surrendered　up　to　Haydon　IV's　mind…probe　devices。　Perhaps；　he　thought；　it　would　have　to　be　conjured　from　the　clone；　the　way　Zor　had　conjured　Protoculture　from　the　Flowers　of　Life。

In　the　meantime；　however；　his　empire　was　crumbling。　Garuda　had　fallen　to　the　Sentinels；　depriving　the　Invid　of　the　Fruits　needed　for　the　mecha　nutrient　baths。　And　Tesla　was　still　unaccounted　for…although　at　times　the　Regent　thought　he　could　actually　feel　the　traitor's　bloodlusts　reaching　out　for　him。

Much　the　way　he　felt　at　the　moment。　Even　his　pets　seemed　stricken　by　the　same　lassitude。　He　overcame　his　mood　somewhat　when　a　servant　entered　to　announce　that　an　important　message　had　been　received。　But　it　was　the　lieutenant's　words　that　brought　the　Regent　back　to　life。

〃The　Sentinels！　Here？〃

〃Yes；　m'lord。　They　are　requesting　permission　to　land。　Four　of　their　number　are　in　need　of　treatments　apparently　only　Haydon　IV　can　provide。　They　are　seeking　a　truce　by　way　of　surrender。〃

The　Regent　shot　to　his　feet。　〃This　is　a　dream！〃