Pendragon - The Rivers Of Zadaa Part 27

Loor said, "It might give the Ghee warriors enough time to arrive on the island and capture the Tiggen guards."

We all looked to Teek and the friendly Tiggen guards. They looked sick. Since returning to Kidik, they had been hit with a pretty harsh dose of reality. It wasn't getting any better. They said they wanted to help, but it now looked as if they would have to battle their own. I was afraid they were having second thoughts.

"You are asking us to fight our brothers and help overthrow our own tribe," Teek said solemnly.

"It's true," I said. "If we do this, the Batu will seize control of the underground. But if we don't, the Ghee warriors will be drowned. That leaves Xhaxhu wide open to be attacked by the marauding tribes of Zadaa."

"Soon after, they will come for you," Loor said.

"Not if the tunnels remain flooded," Teek said hopefully. "We can be safe here on Kidik Island."

"For how long?" Loor asked. "You will starve. All food comes from above. Soon you would have to drain the tunnels and move to the surface, where you would be slaughtered the same as the Batu."

"I know this is hard to understand," I said. "But that is exactly what Saint Dane wants. That's why he led the elite into this plan. It will mean the end of civilization on Zadaa."

"Why would he do such a thing?" Teek asked.

I looked to Loor, and to Alder. There was no easy answer to that question.

"Because he feels that once Zadaa falls apart, he can seize power himself and build his own world from the ruins." That was about as short a thumbnail explanation as I could come up with. I hoped it was enough. "The Batu and the Rokador once existed in peace," I said. "That can happen again. The Rokador can rebuild and grow, but not without the help and protection of the Batu."

Teek said, "I need a moment." He led his two friends away from us for a private chat. Loor, Alder, and I were left to do the same.

"Will they help us?" Alder asked.

"If they don't, it means they're against us," I said while pulling my wooden stave from its sheath. "The battle for the master control room might start right here."

It was a tense moment. We heard the three of them whispering with pa.s.sion. Finally Teek approached us.

"We will help you seize the master controller," Teek said. "But we will not trap ourselves inside. Whatever fate holds for the rest of our tribe, we will join them and face it together."

Loor nodded and said, "That is both wise and n.o.ble. It is the way it should be."

"Okay," I said. "How are we gonna do this?"

Loor's plan was a simple one. We weren't worried about the engineers, or the elite. We had to go right for the Tiggen guards and get them out of the master control room. If anybody else wanted to leave, that was fine by us. The idea was to move fast, take charge, and lock ourselves in before they knew what hit them. And definitely before they started to flood the underground. Teek explained that there was a single entrance on the ground level. That is how we would enter. We decided that one of Teek's friends would remain on the catwalk to seal off the entrance from above. That's as far as our plan took us. After that we'd have to wing it.

With a quick "good luck" to the Tiggen guard who would remain, Teek led us out of the building. We had to quickly move across an open field, away from the sprawling complex, to get to the entrance that would lead down deeper underground to the floor of the master control room. Teek explained that the catwalk entrance and the ground entrance were kept separate in case of emergency. I didn't know what kind of emergency they were planning for, but I was pretty sure this wasn't it.

The entrance was nothing more than a small building, no bigger than a garage. We had gotten halfway across to it when we all heard an odd sound. I was going to keep going, because everything I saw and heard was odd, but Teek stopped short. Whatever was making that sound, it wasn't something he was expecting. Same with the other Tiggen. They stopped abruptly and looked at the sky. Actually, there wasn't any sky to look up at. Above us was the rock ceiling of the immense cavern that held the Kidik Ocean.

"What is that noise?" Alder asked.

I realized that it sounded familiar, though I couldn't place it. Nor could I tell where it was coming from. Since Teek and the others were looking up, I figured it was coming from above. But how could that be? There was nothing up there but a rock ceiling. The sound was a steady, rumbling noise that came from everywhere and nowhere. It actually sounded m.u.f.fled, as if something were masking the true sound.

"Could it be?" Loor asked, looking up.

"Could it be what?" I asked.

A second later I had my answer. The sound suddenly grew louder, as if whatever was m.u.f.fling it had been pulled away. The sound instantly became high-pitched and sharp. I realized where I had heard it before.

"It's a dygo!" I shouted.

The reason it was no longer m.u.f.fled was because it had been drilling through rock and had now broken through. For a second I thought Saangi had found the dygo and was coming to join us. I couldn't have been more wrong. High above, off in the distance, a dygo had broken through the ceiling of the cavern.

"No!" Alder shouted. "They do not know they are drilling down into a cavern!"

"How can a Rokador not know there's a cavern here?" I asked.

"Because that is not a Rokador," Loor said solemnly. "The Batu have arrived."

The sick truth hit me. Whoever was piloting that dygo was drilling down, expecting to hit a tunnel. Instead they hit air. The drill came through first, followed by the familiar silver sphere of a dygo. A moment later gravity took over, and the dygo fell for what had to be a couple of hundred yards. The only minor luck was that it wasn't directly over Kidik Island. It was over water. The dygo plummeted down, its drill spinning uselessly. It was hard to watch. It only took a few seconds, and the dygo splashed down like a s.p.a.ce capsule returning to earth without a parachute.

I winced. I couldn't imagine what the pa.s.sengers were going through.

"Can they survive that?" I asked.

Teek answered, "It's possible. If they were securely strapped in."

Alder said, "But they will drown!"

"No," Teek answered. "The dygo will sink to the bottom. If they are alive and aware, they can drive it across the bottom. There is enough air inside for a short while."

We were still trying to get our minds around what had just happened, when things got worse.

"Look!" one of the other Tiggen guards said.

We all looked up to see the points of six more drills poking through the roof of the cavern. The Batu were arriving in force-and were going to meet with the same fate as their friend in the lead.

"This is horrible!" I shouted. "Is the whole invasion going to crash?"

"No," Loor said. "The plan is to come from many directions. Those Ghee have picked a most unfortunate route."

One by one the dygos drilled through the ceiling and tumbled through the air to splash down into the sea. I couldn't help but watch in horror and hope that the Ghee inside would survive. It was then that another horrible thought hit me.

"If the invasion is here," I said, "we're out of time."

JOURNAL #23.

(CONTINUED).

ZADAA.

Teek led us into the small building that was the topside entrance to the master control room. Inside was an elevator that took us straight down.

"The doors will open directly onto the control-room floor," Teek explained.

Loor added, "The moment they open, the surprise will be over. We have to move quickly and decisively."

I grasped my wooden stave. This was it. My by standing days were over. I hoped I was ready. Loor had given us each a target. From the catwalk above, we counted five guards, two on one side, three on the other. If the guards were still at their same posts, we would come out on the side with the three guards. I was to take the first Tiggen guard to the right of the control platform. It was the easiest a.s.signment. If we were fast, the guard wouldn't know what hit him. It would be different with the others. Loor and Teek were to move past me to knock out the guards farther along the platform. Those guards would have more time to react and protect themselves. Alder and our other Tiggen friend would have the toughest job. They had to cross to the far side to take out those two guards. By the time they got there, those guards would know something was going on and be ready. A second, one way or the other, could mean the difference between success and failure.

My palms were sweating. I suddenly had the sick feeling that if my hands got too wet, I'd lose the stave. I wished I had a couple of batting gloves. There wasn't time to stress about it, though. With a thump we hit the floor. The doors slid open. Without a second's hesitation the five of us bolted from the elevator. We didn't shout or scream out a war cry. Every extra second of surprise was precious.

My target's back was to us. He didn't have a clue as to what was about to happen. I ran up behind the guyaand hesitated. It was the exact wrong thing to do, but I couldn't help myself. It wasn't because of the whole "never make the first move" thing either. The first move was okay if your opponent was totally oblivious. In that case the first move would also be the last move. But I didn't do it. I couldn't bring myself to whack a totally defenseless guy across the head.

Big mistake. He wasn't oblivious for long. As soon as he saw Loor and Teek sprint by, headed for the other guards, he got un.o.blivious real quick. The guy was good. He must have quickly realized that if the attackers were ignoring him, there had to be somebody else coming up who wouldn't ignore him. Me. Without looking, the guy whipped out his steel baton and lashed back. It was so fast, he grazed the front of my leather armor. Another inch and I would have been hit with a jolt of electricity, and the show would be over before it even started. The adrenaline rush of the near miss shocked me into action. With my stave I knocked the back of his baton arm, forcing him to follow through and not backhand me. I spun, came around the backside, and cracked him across the back of his head with the end of the stave, sending him sprawling. He hit the floor and didn't get up.

I stood there for a moment, bombarded with emotions. I had hit the guy, hard. When I fought the Tiggen a.s.sa.s.sin at Mooraj, I had been tentative. I whacked that guy a few times with the stave, but never did any damage. I blamed that on the fact that I was more used to fighting with a bamboo stick and not a heavy wooden stave. The truth was, the idea of cracking somebody in the head with force went against the nature of my being. I wasn't a violent guy. As I stood there over the unconscious Tiggen guard, the realization came to me that maybe I was wrong. Maybe I was a violent guy after all. It wasn't a good feeling.

"Pendragon!" Loor shouted.

Her voice pulled me back into the moment. I looked quickly to see that both of the other Tiggen guards on our side of the control platform had been knocked unconscious. Loor and Teek were already dragging them toward me, and the elevator. I saw that the Rokador elite had jumped out of their chairs and were cowering together, terrified. For all they knew, we were the first wave of the oncoming Ghee army and their murderous trap was sprung too late. I wasn't about to tell them otherwise. The engineers stayed on the control platform, looking down on us in fear.

We were quickly joined by Alder and the other Tiggen ally. They too had triumphed. All five Tiggen guards were unconscious. I looked up to the catwalk high above, where Teek's other friend was waiting and watching. I waved. He waved back to acknowledge and ran off to lock down the doors. So far, so good.

"We will bring them up in the elevator," Teek said. "Once we have reached the surface, you can shut down the elevator from here."

"You have done the right thing, Teek," Loor said. "No matter what happens from here, you must know that."

Teek nodded. I think he believed her, but he wasn't happy about it.

"Good luck, my friends," Teek said. "I hope we will meet again and-"

Teek suddenly stopped talking. An instant before, I heard a short, sharp hissing sound, but didn't register what it was. Teek looked at us with wide eyes, then crumpled to the floor. Sticking out from his back was a silver arrow. We all quickly looked up toward the catwalk to seea Another Tiggen guard. It wasn't Teek's friend. Teek's friend was dead. He lay on the catwalk, a silver arrow in his chest. Standing over him with both feet planted was his killer. He held a crossbow to his shoulder. He was aiming at us. He fired.

We scattered, taking cover behind the vertical steel tanks. Loor and I jumped to one side, Alder and our Tiggen friend jumped the other way.

"It's him!" I shouted to the others. "The a.s.sa.s.sin from Mooraj."

It was Bokka's killer. He was back. We were trapped. The instant one of us stuck our head out from behind the tank, the guy would fire another laserlike arrow.

"Open the southern gates!" the a.s.sa.s.sin called from the catwalk. He was yelling at the engineers on the control platform. The engineers weren't sure what to do. They were frightened and confused. The same went for the Rokador elite. They stayed huddled together in fear.

"Alder?" I shouted across the floor. I made a shooting motion, as if to say, "Where is your crossbow?" Alder shrugged and pointed to the unconscious Tiggen guards we had attacked. Lying next to the pile of bodies was the crossbow.

"I will get it," Loor said, and made a move to run into the open.

"No!" I shouted, and held her back. A nanosecond later another arrow shot by, barely missing her. If I hadn't stopped her, she would have been skewered.

"We must do something, Pendragon," she said. "The flood!"

It was a frightening moment. There was no way we could stop those engineers from flooding the underground from where we were hiding. But if we stepped out, we were dead.

"We'll all go at once," I said. "He can't get us all."

"Not you, Pendragon," Loor said. She looked across to Alder and motioned that both of them would go. Hopefully one would get the crossbow.

"We all go or n.o.body goes!" I shouted.

I pushed by her, ready to jump out into the line of fire. I'm not a hero. I didn't want to die. What I did wasn't so much brave as the result of being hypercharged on adrenaline, knowing disaster was seconds away. I didn't stop to think. I went.

But I didn't need to. No sooner did I leap out from behind the tank than I saw something n.o.body expected. Least of all the a.s.sa.s.sin on the catwalk. He was too busy keeping us pinned down to realize he hadn't finished his first job.

Teek had picked up the crossbow.

He rolled onto his side, took aim, and fired. The arrow shot upward, darting toward its target. His aim was dead solid perfect. The killer still had his own crossbow shouldered when Teek's arrow nailed him square in the chest. The force knocked him backward. He stumbled, hit his back on the rail, dropped his weapon over the side, and fell down after it. The a.s.sa.s.sin tumbled through the air and hit the ground with a sickening thud. We didn't need to check to know he wasn't going to be shooting at us anymore. Bokka's killer was dead. It was a fitting end.

We all ran to Teek. Loor got there first and knelt by him.

He was on his side, the arrow still in his back. His white Rokador tunic was saturated with blood. There was nothing we could do to help him.

"Hurry," he whispered. "You must stop the flood."

"Bokka would be proud of you, my good friend," Loor said.

Teek gave her a small smile. "Do not let our deaths be for nothing." Teek looked up at his friend, the Tiggen guard, and whispered, "Help them."

With those last words Teek closed his eyes and died. We couldn't mourn his death. There would be time for that later, hopefully.

Loor looked up to the last Tiggen and said, "Get the guards out of here."

The Tiggen nodded and began dragging the unconscious guards toward the elevator.

"I will help," Alder said, and grabbed two of the guards himself. He looked at us and said, "Go!"

Loor and I each grabbed one of the guards' baton weapons and ran for the first ladder that led up to the control platform. I was up first and saw that the engineers were all on the same side of the control board-the side with the small switches that opened up the southern gates.

"Stop!" I shouted.

The guys looked terrified, but didn't move. I may not have been enough of a force to intimidate them into backing off, but Loor sure was. One look at her charging toward them with her stave in one hand and the silver electric baton in the other was enough to get them to back away from the controls. The four of them huddled together like frightened children.

"Close the gates," Loor commanded, with her weapon held high.

The frightened engineers looked as if they were ready to faint, but they didn't budge.

"Do not listen to them!" came a voice from below. It was one of the older guys from the Rokador elite-the only one who was brave enough to leave the others. "If you obey them it will be an act of treason!" the guy called up.

The engineers did the one and only thing they were capable of at that point. They ran. Together they scurried to the ladders, climbed down, and ran to join the elite. The older guy stood there with his hands on his hips, looking up at us, smug. I ignored him. It didn't matter what he thought.

"We gotta stop it ourselves," I said to Loor.

We looked at the array of valves that controlled the gates to the south. It looked as if only a few of them had been opened. We weren't too late. We had to focus. Quickly I grabbed one of the handles and turned it counterclockwise. The needle in the gauge above it instantly dropped down. I grabbed the other two handles and did the same. The southern gates were now all closed again. It was just that simple. Or so I thought. This wasn't over by far.

"Okay," I said. "I don't know how long we can hold out here. If the other Tiggen guards break in before the Ghee arrive, they'll kill us and let those geeks back at the controls."

"What choice do we have?" Loor asked. "We must keep them away as long as possible."

Our victory was probably going to be a short one. We were in control, but for how long? That's when I looked back to the array of switches and got an idea.