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"This Brotherhood surely does not kill its guests. That would be barbaric."

Colonel Murthoc looked at her and at the boy who seemed as bewildered and spoke gently as though to the very young.

"Great Lady, you travel in the company of a Master of Darkness. You must have studied history."

The Brotherhood and the Masters are all of history between them, he thought, except for the purely local. At least, since the Darkness.

"The Brotherhood of Zoran has never loved the Masters. And the Masters have always hated the Brotherhood. They have fought for centuries, millennia. And this particular Master," he nodded in Baltash Fior´s direction. "Was with the fleet that destroyed the planet Zoran and, we thought, the Brotherhood."

And the Brotherhood always follows its own rules, barbaric as they sometimes seem to us, the so-called civilized worlds. If this is the Brotherhood of Zoran, they will kill us if they deem it necessary. He did not say this aloud; the children were already uneasy.

Fior spoke with a flat, invincible authority.

"I was on the command ship. They were destroyed."

"Obviously not," the colonel said.

Chances to question a Master of Darkness being rare, he was being deliberately provocative. He had himself ignored the evidence of the black uniforms and obviously military equipment when he had been brought to this room. He had no respect for smugglers and there was no question that it was a smuggler who had captured him.

"This is one base, a smuggler´s base," said Fior still certain. "We came out of hyperspace directly above Zoran. They had at most a few moments warning before the fleet began the bombardment. We felt them die. Millions of them."

He spoke with the detachment of a man discussing the ancient and no longer very important. Nat and Ylana were staring at him. Ylana began to shiver. The colonel, in spite of his knowledge of the Masters´ arrogance, was rather stunned by this display. A man who would confess offhandedly to killing millions expected the survivors to aid his plans. It did not seem to occur to him that they could kill him.

"It is his pride. These smugglers have to be the Brotherhood for him. His father was the same. They were always outlaws."

"They always fought for freedom." The colonel´s interjection was quietly emphatic.

"Against order." Fior was sounding tired as he made what was, for a Master, the ultimate accusation. He sat down in a chair. "The Brotherhood or a large piece of it surviving that attack? No. It is not possible, I tell you. A few of the children must have been off planet. We never expected to kill absolutely all of them. We always thought to use the survivors if we needed them. As I do now."

The colonel was working it through out loud.

"Did you notice the clan commander? Her uniform is the same; so is the insignia. I don´t think your Tar Abzoladan´s pride would allow that on an offworlder smuggler. She is young, I grant you, but that was not unusual. And a clan commander leads thousands of Brotherhood soldiers."

To his knowledge, no one had ever gotten an accurate count of a clan´s forces, but they were known to have been large and included ground units as well as fleet vessels. Each clan had been self-sufficient. Nor had there been any certainty about the number of clans. His father had thought at least a dozen.

"But she´s a woman. Women don´t command combat soldiers. Doesn´t that prove they´re short of men?" Nat´s voice trailed off in the face of the colonel´s astonishment.

"We call them the Brotherhood because we don´t have a word that says it properly and they really don´t care what we call them." Exasperated, the colonel shook his head. "Have you had no education, boy? Zorantian men and women have always fought together. The Brotherhood is an organization of equals, of individuals freely associated."

Ylana had been thinking as they talked. "Do you think that they know about Fior? That he was there?"

Colonel Murthoc laughed without humor. "They know, great Lady. The clan commander did not so much as acknowledge his existence. When she does, he at least is dead."

That was in her eyes, he realized. And that, more than anything else, testifies to their being the Brotherhood.

"The rest of us, who knows? We are the guests of the Last of the Brotherhood. I look forward to meeting him."

Also read: Tales of the Zorantian Brotherhood II: Suffer the Little Children, Tales of the Zorantian Brotherhood III: Washed in the Blood

“Deb! When did you last sleep? You look hagridden.”

“Touched by God, perhaps,” he said, watching for her reaction.

Tor looked at him steadily, then sat down near his desk.

“You mean that literally,” she said, trying to remain sensible. “On that altar, I presume. Yes, I suppose your presence would have called Him.”

“My presence? I butchered His priest on His altar. I was washed in the blood of the priest as it flowed over me to that altar. I pulled down His image and destroyed the living stone that had fed him for millennia.”

Deb’s voice was rising in intensity.

“I am riding black winds that scorch my soul, Tor. I am the black winds.”

He stood on the edge of insanity. And stepped back. He continued quite reasonably.

“I need you here as my second. I believe we are both questioning my judgment. You will need to leave your clan to your second. It may be that this is the end of time.”

“Deb! The end of time is legend. Why should it be now? We have no proof that it will even come, that there is such a thing. You’re tired. We both know where your black winds come from and you have been riding them for a long time.”

His eyes blazed with green fire.

“And have you never wondered, sister, why the offworlders chose this time to destroy Zoran? Not a century ago, not two millennia, but this time? It is not I who am insane, but the offworlders: the Masters with their Dark Council plotting to reinstate the God of the Algolana so that they may have order in their galaxy. I see the future, Tor, and it is black and full of evil. I say it is the end of time.”

When the Last of the Brotherhood speaks the truth, all know it. Even younger sisters.

“We will need to call the clans together then. The Brotherhood must make the final choice.”

Her voice was somber.

“Why do you think I called you here?” he said, with a return of his normal impatience.

Also read: Tales of the Zorantian Brotherhood II: Suffer the Little Children, Tales of the Zorantian Brotherhood I: Black Winds

Other  books  have  been  written  about  battles  between  humans  and  creatures  from  outer  space.   So,  what's  different  about  this  one?

Well,  the  aliens  in  this  case  know  a  great  deal  about  planet  Earth  and  its  human  population,  but  their  info  is  disastrously  out  of  date.   It's  a  war  in  which  tactics  make  all  the  difference  and  the  aliens  would  have  found  peaceful  cooperation  a  far  more  useful  thing  than  the  battle.  

As  a  side  issue,  these  highly  intelligent  aliens  have  evolved  on  a  planet  where  oxygen  and  water  are  rare.   Impossible?   Not  at  all.   The  author's  thesis  on  this  point  is  that  life  can  evolve  anywhere  there  is  an  energy  source  the  life  form  can  use.    In  each  case,  the  life  form  evolves  so  as  to  use  the  available  energy  source  and,  therefore,  is  very  dependant  on  it,  just  as  we  depend  on  oxygen  and  water.

Other  books  have  been  written  about  battles  between  humans  and  creatures  from  outer  space.   So,  what's  different  about  this  one?

Well,  the  aliens  in  this  case  know  a  great  deal  about  planet  Earth  and  its  human  population,  but  their  info  is  disastrously  out  of  date.   It's  a  war  in  which  tactics  make  all  the  difference  and  the  aliens  would  have  found  peaceful  cooperation  a  far  more  useful  thing  than  the  battle.  

As  a  side  issue,  these  highly  intelligent  aliens  have  evolved  on  a  planet  where  oxygen  and  water  are  rare.   Impossible?   Not  at  all.   The  author's  thesis  on  this  point  is  that  life  can  evolve  anywhere  there  is  an  energy  source  the  life  form  can  use.    In  each  case,  the  life  form  evolves  so  as  to  use  the  available  energy  source  and,  therefore,  is  very  dependant  on  it,  just  as  we  depend  on  oxygen  and  water.

Other  books  have  been  written  about  battles  between  humans  and  creatures  from  outer  space.   So,  what's  different  about  this  one?

Well,  the  aliens  in  this  case  know  a  great  deal  about  planet  Earth  and  its  human  population,  but  their  info  is  disastrously  out  of  date.   It's  a  war  in  which  tactics  make  all  the  difference  and  the  aliens  would  have  found  peaceful  cooperation  a  far  more  useful  thing  than  the  battle.  

As  a  side  issue,  these  highly  intelligent  aliens  have  evolved  on  a  planet  where  oxygen  and  water  are  rare.   Impossible?   Not  at  all.   The  author's  thesis  on  this  point  is  that  life  can  evolve  anywhere  there  is  an  energy  source  the  life  form  can  use.    In  each  case,  the  life  form  evolves  so  as  to  use  the  available  energy  source  and,  therefore,  is  very  dependant  on  it,  just  as  we  depend  on  oxygen  and  water.

Our  civilization  is  indeed  fortunate  that  Dr.  Visionaire  has  been  the  first  to  solve  the  problem  of  turning  back  the  clock  on   the  aging  process.    Fortunate  because  the  brilliant  Dr.  Visionaire  is  a  highly  ethical  man.     He  knows  that  his  discovery  can  have  disastrous  consequences;  a  sudden  population  explosion  as  death  becomes  rare;   economic  chaos  as  pension  plans  go  bankrupt;   entrenchment  of  immortal  dictators;    frozen  opportunities  for  young  people  facing  an  immovable  establishment.

The  doctor  decides  to  expose  the  world  to  proof  of  his  discovery  in  a  small  way  without  revealing  the  secret.   He  knows  that  someone  else  will  eventually  discover  the  secret  and  perhaps  have  no  compunction  about  releasing  it,  but  hopes  to  give  the  world  time  to  prepare  for  the  consequences  before  it  becomes  an  unleashed  reality.

He  takes  a  job  as  resident  physician  in  the  Spruce  Valley  rest  home  for  elderly  people.    As  the  residents  begin  to  regain  their  youth,  he  pretends  to  be  mystified  and  encourages  the  rumor  that  the  spring  supplying  water  to  the  facility  might  be  a  second  Lourdes.   Then  he  leads  the  owner  of  the  rest  home  and  the  owner's  wife  into  a  plot  to  confirm  the  Lourdes  hoax.   As  the  good  doctor  puts  it,  it's  necessary  to  give  God  the  credit  ---  and  the  blame.

The  doctor  has  chosen  his  fellow  conspirators  well.    They  have  a  grand  time  establishing  the  hoax,  which  sometimes  succeeds  all  too  well.

As  the  fame  of  the  Spruce  Valley  Miracle  spreads  and  the  facility  is  doubled,  the  first  of  Doctor  Visionaire's  predictions  comes  true;   the  Government  wants  a  piece  of  the  action  in  order  to  give  certain  VIPs  preferred  status.    Government  money  doubles  the  facility  again,  bringing  a  host  of  new  characters  and  overwhelming  paperwork.    The  local  Government  agent,  Jane  Ormond,  becomes  the  doctor's  soul  mate.

Then  the  second  of  Doctor  Visionaire's  predictions  comes  true;  the  bad  guy  appears.    A  renegade  CIA  man  worms  his  way  into  Spruce  Valley  to  search  out  the  real  source  of  the  miracle  and  gain  control  of  it.   Doctor  Visionaire  and  his  friends  thwart  the   bad  guy,  but  not  before  he  has  deduced  the  truth  and  thrown  a  monkey  wrench  into  the  workings  of  the  hoax.

Finally,  the  public  patience  wears  thin.   A  multitude  who  have  heard  of  the  Spruce  Valley  Miracle  and  want  to  share  its  benefits  besiege  the  perimeters.    A  congressional  committee  is  about  to  subpeona  Dr.  Visionaire  and  his  friends.     Jane  Ormond  flies  the  doctor  out  of  Spruce  Valley  in  a  borrowed  helicopter  as  the  multitude  breaks  through  the  perimeter.

The  doctor's  disappearing  act  proves  difficult,  but  successful.    Some  of  his  friends  prepare  to  tell  congress  the  truth,  the  whole  truth,  and  nothing  but  the  truth,  fulfilling  the  doctor's  original  intent.

Science  fiction?   No.   It's  science  probability.

Our  civilization  is  indeed  fortunate  that  Dr.  Visionaire  has  been  the  first  to  solve  the  problem  of  turning  back  the  clock  on   the  aging  process.    Fortunate  because  the  brilliant  Dr.  Visionaire  is  a  highly  ethical  man.     He  knows  that  his  discovery  can  have  disastrous  consequences;  a  sudden  population  explosion  as  death  becomes  rare;   economic  chaos  as  pension  plans  go  bankrupt;   entrenchment  of  immortal  dictators;    frozen  opportunities  for  young  people  facing  an  immovable  establishment.

The  doctor  decides  to  expose  the  world  to  proof  of  his  discovery  in  a  small  way  without  revealing  the  secret.   He  knows  that  someone  else  will  eventually  discover  the  secret  and  perhaps  have  no  compunction  about  releasing  it,  but  hopes  to  give  the  world  time  to  prepare  for  the  consequences  before  it  becomes  an  unleashed  reality.

He  takes  a  job  as  resident  physician  in  the  Spruce  Valley  rest  home  for  elderly  people.    As  the  residents  begin  to  regain  their  youth,  he  pretends  to  be  mystified  and  encourages  the  rumor  that  the  spring  supplying  water  to  the  facility  might  be  a  second  Lourdes.   Then  he  leads  the  owner  of  the  rest  home  and  the  owner's  wife  into  a  plot  to  confirm  the  Lourdes  hoax.   As  the  good  doctor  puts  it,  it's  necessary  to  give  God  the  credit  ---  and  the  blame.

The  doctor  has  chosen  his  fellow  conspirators  well.    They  have  a  grand  time  establishing  the  hoax,  which  sometimes  succeeds  all  too  well.

As  the  fame  of  the  Spruce  Valley  Miracle  spreads  and  the  facility  is  doubled,  the  first  of  Doctor  Visionaire's  predictions  comes  true;   the  Government  wants  a  piece  of  the  action  in  order  to  give  certain  VIPs  preferred  status.    Government  money  doubles  the  facility  again,  bringing  a  host  of  new  characters  and  overwhelming  paperwork.    The  local  Government  agent,  Jane  Ormond,  becomes  the  doctor's  soul  mate.

Then  the  second  of  Doctor  Visionaire's  predictions  comes  true;  the  bad  guy  appears.    A  renegade  CIA  man  worms  his  way  into  Spruce  Valley  to  search  out  the  real  source  of  the  miracle  and  gain  control  of  it.   Doctor  Visionaire  and  his  friends  thwart  the   bad  guy,  but  not  before  he  has  deduced  the  truth  and  thrown  a  monkey  wrench  into  the  workings  of  the  hoax.

Finally,  the  public  patience  wears  thin.   A  multitude  who  have  heard  of  the  Spruce  Valley  Miracle  and  want  to  share  its  benefits  besiege  the  perimeters.    A  congressional  committee  is  about  to  subpeona  Dr.  Visionaire  and  his  friends.     Jane  Ormond  flies  the  doctor  out  of  Spruce  Valley  in  a  borrowed  helicopter  as  the  multitude  breaks  through  the  perimeter.

The  doctor's  disappearing  act  proves  difficult,  but  successful.    Some  of  his  friends  prepare  to  tell  congress  the  truth,  the  whole  truth,  and  nothing  but  the  truth,  fulfilling  the  doctor's  original  intent.

Science  fiction?   No.   It's  science  probability.

Our  civilization  is  indeed  fortunate  that  Dr.  Visionaire  has  been  the  first  to  solve  the  problem  of  turning  back  the  clock  on   the  aging  process.    Fortunate  because  the  brilliant  Dr.  Visionaire  is  a  highly  ethical  man.     He  knows  that  his  discovery  can  have  disastrous  consequences;  a  sudden  population  explosion  as  death  becomes  rare;   economic  chaos  as  pension  plans  go  bankrupt;   entrenchment  of  immortal  dictators;    frozen  opportunities  for  young  people  facing  an  immovable  establishment.

The  doctor  decides  to  expose  the  world  to  proof  of  his  discovery  in  a  small  way  without  revealing  the  secret.   He  knows  that  someone  else  will  eventually  discover  the  secret  and  perhaps  have  no  compunction  about  releasing  it,  but  hopes  to  give  the  world  time  to  prepare  for  the  consequences  before  it  becomes  an  unleashed  reality.

He  takes  a  job  as  resident  physician  in  the  Spruce  Valley  rest  home  for  elderly  people.    As  the  residents  begin  to  regain  their  youth,  he  pretends  to  be  mystified  and  encourages  the  rumor  that  the  spring  supplying  water  to  the  facility  might  be  a  second  Lourdes.   Then  he  leads  the  owner  of  the  rest  home  and  the  owner's  wife  into  a  plot  to  confirm  the  Lourdes  hoax.   As  the  good  doctor  puts  it,  it's  necessary  to  give  God  the  credit  ---  and  the  blame.

The  doctor  has  chosen  his  fellow  conspirators  well.    They  have  a  grand  time  establishing  the  hoax,  which  sometimes  succeeds  all  too  well.

As  the  fame  of  the  Spruce  Valley  Miracle  spreads  and  the  facility  is  doubled,  the  first  of  Doctor  Visionaire's  predictions  comes  true;   the  Government  wants  a  piece  of  the  action  in  order  to  give  certain  VIPs  preferred  status.    Government  money  doubles  the  facility  again,  bringing  a  host  of  new  characters  and  overwhelming  paperwork.    The  local  Government  agent,  Jane  Ormond,  becomes  the  doctor's  soul  mate.

Then  the  second  of  Doctor  Visionaire's  predictions  comes  true;  the  bad  guy  appears.    A  renegade  CIA  man  worms  his  way  into  Spruce  Valley  to  search  out  the  real  source  of  the  miracle  and  gain  control  of  it.   Doctor  Visionaire  and  his  friends  thwart  the   bad  guy,  but  not  before  he  has  deduced  the  truth  and  thrown  a  monkey  wrench  into  the  workings  of  the  hoax.

Finally,  the  public  patience  wears  thin.   A  multitude  who  have  heard  of  the  Spruce  Valley  Miracle  and  want  to  share  its  benefits  besiege  the  perimeters.    A  congressional  committee  is  about  to  subpeona  Dr.  Visionaire  and  his  friends.     Jane  Ormond  flies  the  doctor  out  of  Spruce  Valley  in  a  borrowed  helicopter  as  the  multitude  breaks  through  the  perimeter.

The  doctor's  disappearing  act  proves  difficult,  but  successful.    Some  of  his  friends  prepare  to  tell  congress  the  truth,  the  whole  truth,  and  nothing  but  the  truth,  fulfilling  the  doctor's  original  intent.

Science  fiction?   No.   It's  science  probability.