Resistance_ The Gathering Storm Part 26

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Roughly two dozen people were present, half of whom were scientists, the rest being members of the President's security team or personal staff.

Major Blake was present because in addition to the Sentinels a.s.signed to help guard Grace, SRPA had been called upon to help secure the entire base. So as Hale entered, the major came over to greet him.

"Good work rescuing those prisoners, soldier ... Too bad about Dentweiler."

"Yes, sir," Hale agreed. "I can't say I liked the man-but that was a horrible way to go."

Blake nodded. "Sorry to drag you up here so soon after a difficult mission, but this is turning into a circus, and I need your help."



Hale raised an eyebrow. He knew Blake pretty well, and could see the anger in the other man's eyes.

"A circus, sir?"

Blake made a face.

"Dentweiler used Hannah Shepherd to lure Daedalus into a trap and brought him here. Now the President wants to talk to him! Lord knows why."

Hale knew why based on the tape recordings stored in one of his cargo pockets. And he would have said as much if a klaxon hadn't begun to bleat, and most of those present went forward to stare out through the armored gla.s.s. "What's going on?" he wanted to know.

"This is it," Blake answered grimly. "Dentweiler's eggheads have been using the carrot-and-stick approach to gain Daedalus's cooperation. Preliminary talks have been underway for a week now, and according to the people in charge, Daedalus has been receptive to the possibility of bilateral talks. So much so that when Daedalus requested a show of good faith, Grace gave permission for a Chimeran battles.h.i.+p to enter our airs.p.a.ce. Now he's going out to meet with Daedalus face-to-face."

"Face-to-face? You've got to be kidding," Hale replied. "Doesn't anyone remember what happened in Iceland? He can't be trusted. You know that ... You were there when Daedalus broke out."

"That's what I told em," Blake agreed bleakly. "But they won't listen. They believe the pain they can administer to Daedalus, plus the fact that they're holding his wife hostage, will prevent him from running amok."

"That's bulls.h.i.+t," bulls.h.i.+t," Hale responded as both men went forward to look out through the window. He was just in time to see President Grace step out into the huge cell where Daedalus was being held. Hale responded as both men went forward to look out through the window. He was just in time to see President Grace step out into the huge cell where Daedalus was being held.

Although his physical body was in Wyoming, Daedalus's restless consciousness was elsewhere in the world, mind-jumping from a Hybrid in Padang, Indonesia, to a Howler near Fada, Chad, to a Grim outside La Paz, Bolivia, to a t.i.tan plodding across a wintry field in Ukraine, to a Mauler exploring the streets of New Delhi, India.

In each case Daedalus was welcomed, because he was an expression of the wholeness to which they all belonged. That's what they they a.s.sumed anyway, although Daedalus had reason to believe that he had risen a.s.sumed anyway, although Daedalus had reason to believe that he had risen above above the Chimeran virus, and even taken control of it. Unless it was controlling him so thoroughly that he couldn't detect its presence, that is. A possibility that continued to plague him, but one he couldn't do anything about. the Chimeran virus, and even taken control of it. Unless it was controlling him so thoroughly that he couldn't detect its presence, that is. A possibility that continued to plague him, but one he couldn't do anything about.

Such were Daedalus's thoughts as a jolt of electricity brought his mind back to the body that housed it. It was an ungainly thing that resembled nothing so much as an airborne tumor from which spindly legs dangled. The electric shock didn't hurt, nor was it meant to, although the humans could turn up the intensity if they chose to. No, the nip was their way of summoning him back, typically for the purpose of a long, boring communication.

As Daedalus opened his many eyes, he saw that a human had stepped out onto the concrete directly below him. The floor had been hosed down less than an hour earlier and was still damp in places. "The man standing in front of you is President Noah Grace," a disembodied voice informed him. "He wishes to speak with you."

The words echoed endlessly through Daedalus's brain and carried him away. He was a Steelhead, feasting on a human leg in Paris, when a stronger electric shock suddenly jerked him back. "Meat-speech," as he thought of it, required a great deal of concentration, more so all the time, and his first attempt produced nothing other than gibberish. "Meano pontha hyblom oraga."

Noah Grace stood in the shadow thrown by the airborne monstrosity and looked up at it. With the exception of the spire attack at the Lincoln Memorial, this was as close as he had been to a Chimera. If Daedalus truly qualified as such.

But rather than the bowel-emptying fear that Grace thought he might experience, he felt another emotion instead. And that was a sense of power. Because the monstrosity hovering above him was his his captive-rather than the other way around-and therefore subject to his will. The only problem was whether it was still human enough to communicate. The gibberish was captive-rather than the other way around-and therefore subject to his will. The only problem was whether it was still human enough to communicate. The gibberish was not not a good start. a good start.

Grace cleared his throat. "I speak for the people of the United States of America."

Daedalus farted gas and his body sank. Grace felt a sudden stab of fear, but forced himself to stand his ground as the fleshy horror came down to something approaching eye level. He could see the remnants of a human head that had been almost entirely subsumed by the lumpy body to which it was attached. Coal black eyes stared out at him from deep-set sockets as purplish lips began to move.

"What do you want, meat-thing? You're dead, yet you speak."

A horrible odor enveloped Grace then, and he felt his gorge rising. However, he knew it was important to take control.

"I was told that you are rational-and capable of communicating with the Chimera. If that's true, and you're willing to cooperate, then you will continue to live. Otherwise I will have you killed."

Daedalus felt what amounted to a pinp.r.i.c.k as one of the scientists on the observation deck sent electricity coursing through the electrode buried in his flesh. It was meant as a reminder. An order to mind his manners. "I listen," Daedalus promised as his mind jumped to the battles.h.i.+p hovering above.

"Good," Grace replied firmly. "I have a message for the Chimera ... A message I want you you to deliver. I-that is to say to deliver. I-that is to say we we-have killed hundreds of thousands of Chimeran forms, and will continue to do so unless all of them withdraw from North America and leave us alone. But if if the Chimera pull their forces out, we will not only agree to a truce, but allow them unfettered access to the rest of the world." the Chimera pull their forces out, we will not only agree to a truce, but allow them unfettered access to the rest of the world."

Daedalus had already begun to laugh-a hideous, mind-bending sound-when the steel door located behind Grace rumbled open and Hale stepped into the huge cell. As part of the security team, it had been a simple matter to walk down a flight of metal stairs and enter the huge cube.

"Like h.e.l.l we will," Hale growled as he raised the carbine. "Traitors don't speak for the citizens of the United States. This is our our planet and we plan to keep it." planet and we plan to keep it."

Most of the shadow people looked the same to Daedalus. But some-like Hannah-were unforgettable.

"Hale?" Daedalus said, the words coming more easily now. "So you're still alive ... Who are you going to shoot?"

The Sentinel looked from one to the other, made his choice, and corrected his aim. Grace's eyes widened in response, and the President's lips started to form the word "No" as Hale's finger squeezed the trigger. The sharp crack crack echoed off the walls and there was a sudden spray of blood and brains as the body fell. The empty casing made a tinkling sound as it bounced off the floor and rolled away. echoed off the walls and there was a sudden spray of blood and brains as the body fell. The empty casing made a tinkling sound as it bounced off the floor and rolled away.

Then Hale was swinging the weapon around, hoping to put a bullet into what remained of Daedalus's human brain, when a bolt of mental energy killed three people and brought every other human being within two hundred yards of the cell to their knees. That included the scientist who had her hand on the dead man's switch that had been installed for just such a situation. As she fell, 5,000 volts of electricity arced between the nearest wall and the electrode located inside Daedalus. He screamed, and the stench of burning flesh filled the air, until the circuit was automatically broken.

Hale was lying on his back, his mind still reeling as a powerful bolt of plasma struck the top of the cell and blew it open. Chunks of concrete rained down, some of which struck Daedalus as his body rose steadily upward. He-or more accurately it-looked like a gas-filled balloon which, having escaped a child's hand, was free to roam.

But a shuttle was waiting to receive Daedalus a few hundred feet above-and the Chimeran battles.h.i.+p was there to take the smaller vessel aboard.

All h.e.l.l broke loose as a vengeful Daedalus must have given orders for the battles.h.i.+p to rake the area. Most of the base was belowground, so while it suffered some damage, the city of Sheridan soon ceased to exist. Then, having accomplished its mission, the huge s.h.i.+p sailed north, seemingly oblivious to the Sabre Jets that sought to bring it down.

Hale recovered enough to stand, locked his hands behind his neck, and stood impa.s.sively as Blake and two dozen security people flooded into the roofless cell with weapons drawn. Six of them were Secret Service agents, but the rest were Sentinels. A doctor knelt next to Grace's bloodied body, and felt for a pulse, but knew it was hopeless.

He looked at Blake and shook his head. "The President is dead."

"G.o.d d.a.m.n d.a.m.n it," Agent Stoly said angrily. "What are we going to do?" it," Agent Stoly said angrily. "What are we going to do?"

There was silence for a moment as Blake considered what Grace had been willing to do. Finally he spoke. "Get the Vice President on the horn. He has a country to lead. Do you have a problem with that?"

Stoly scanned the faces around him. There was a whispering sound as his .38 Special slid back into its holster. "No, Major," he said. "I don't have a problem with that."

Blake turned toward Hale. "As you were, Lieutenant. The stinks may take take this planet," he said grimly, "but we sure as h.e.l.l aren't going to give it to them." this planet," he said grimly, "but we sure as h.e.l.l aren't going to give it to them."

Hale bent over to retrieve his carbine. It was, the Sentinel decided, the one thing he could count on.

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Resistance: The Gathering Storm is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or are used fict.i.tiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or are used fict.i.tiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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