after all for some subtle, long-term reason, bad luck for the colonists. But at least the Xin wonât have it. Do you see? Though I must say it will be unfortunate if the very crops wonât grow hereââ
âI can make soil.â
The ColUâs voice came clearly from Yuriâs backpack. Yuri, reluctantly being examined by the Greek doctor, looked alarmed at the sudden direct communication.
The Brikanti shipâs commander was surprised too. Then, without hesitation, she marched over to Yuri, shoved him around so she could get at his pack, opened it, and peered at the components inside. âWhat trickery is this?â
âNo trickery,
trierarchus
. I am a machine. An autonomous colonization unit. I am designed to assist humans in the conquest of alien worlds. And in particular, I can make soil.â
âIf this is trueââ
âSoil is a complex of organisms, many of them microscopic, and nutrients of various kinds. If one of those is missing on this world, I will detect it, and with suitable equipment can begin the synthesis of supplements, the breeding of organisms.
Trierarchus
, I can make soil.â
âAnd your price?â
âSafety for myself and my companions.â
Movena considered. âYou know, I believe you. Impossible as it seemsâbut then you two, you
three
, are walking, talking impossibilities already, arenât you? If Quintus Fabius believes this tooâand, I suspect, if he buys off Titus Valerius by offering him and his daughter a ride off this dust bowlâthen perhaps the situation can be resolved. And all you want is safety?â
Yuri was racked by a coughing spasm. The doctor, looking concerned, helped him to sit.
âSafety,â said the ColU from the pack that was still on Yuriâs back, âand medical attention for my friend.â
Movena grinned. âHow pleasing it will be for me to deliver this miracle to the arrogant Romans. Let me talk to Quintus.â
5
AD 2213; AUC 2966
By the time the Nail struck Mercury, the ISF spacecraft
Tatania
had already been traveling for three days. The ship had headed straight out from the Earth-moon system, away from the sun, and was more than three times as far from the sun as the Earth, when Beth Eden Jones picked up a fragmentary message from her mother.
âIâm sorry I had to throw you at General Lex, even if he does owe me a favor. Wherever you end up, Iâll come looking for you. Donât forget that Iâll alwaysââ
And then, immediately after, the flash, dazzling bright, from the heart of the solar system. The bridge was flooded with light.
Beth saw them react. Lex McGregor, in his captainâs chair, straightening his already erect back. Penny Kalinski grabbing Jiang Youweiâs hands in both her own. Earthshine, the creepy virtual persona, seeming to freeze. They all seemed to know what had happened, the significance of the flash.
All save Beth.
âWhat?â Beth snapped. âWhat is it? What happened?â
Earthshine turned his weird artificial face to her. In the years sheâd spent in the solar system, Beth had never got used to sharing her world with fake people like him.
âThey have unleashed the wolf of war. We, humanity, we had it bound up with treaties, with words. No more. And now,
this.
â
â
They
being . . .â
âThe Hatch builders. Who else?â
âAnd you, you arenât human. You say
we.
You have no right to say that.â
The virtual looked at her mournfully. âI was human once. My name was Robert Braemann.â
And she stared at him, shocked to the core by the name.
Lex McGregor turned to face Penny. âSo this is the kernels going up. Right, Kalinski?â
âI think so.â
âWhat must we do? We were far enough from the flash for it to have done us no immediate harm, I think. God bless inverse-square spreading. What comes next?â
Penny seemed