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Lisa　and　Karen；　meanwhile；　were　firing　charges　at　the　crab…ship；　trying　to　position　themselves　for　a　shot　at　the　mecha's　scanner；　a　pouting　red　mouth　low　down　on　the　ventral　surface　of　its　armored　head。　But　the　Scouts　who　had　joined　the　first　were　advancing；　and　the　two　women　were　forced　to　hurl　themselves　out　from　under　a　pair　of　cloven　feet。　One　mecha　was　stomping　the　ground；　trying　to　pulverize　them；　even　while　Rem　and　Kami　were　stinging　its　ladybug…shaped　carapace　with　Wolverine　fire。

Rick　disentangled　himself　before　the　first　Scout　could　strike　again；　dropping；　tucking；　and　rolling　out　of　harm's　way；　and　somehow　managing　to　e　up　with　his　weapon　raised。　He　nailed　his　giant　assailant　in　the　knee　joint　and　brought　it　down　in　an　earsplitting　crash；　then　put　a　second　shot　through　its　scanner；　and　ducked　for　cover　as　the　thing　blew　up。

The　force　of　the　blast　threw　one　of　the　other　Scouts　hard　against　the　trees；　where　it　stumbled　and　fell　after　ripping　open　half…a…dozen　bulbs。　Rem　saw　to　it　that　the　ship　didn't　get　up；　lancing　it　open　from　crotch　to　scanner。　Rick　had　been　left　dazed　and　temporarily　deaf　from　the　explosion；　but　he　came　to　in　time　to　see　the　remaining　mecha　raising　its　left　foot　to　smash　Karen　and　Lisa；　who　had　also　been　leveled　by　the　blast。　He　ran　up　behind　the　Scout；　as　if　preparing　to　clip　it　behind　the　knee；　and　emptied　his　handgun　straight　up　into　the　underside　of　the　ship's　rear　tapered　head　armor；　eliciting　a　cascade　of　energy　bolts　and　a　muffled　roar　that　decapitated　the　ship；　spilling　its　Invid　pilot　to　the　ground。　Kami　and　Karen　holed　the　creature；　even　though　it　was　probably　already　dead；　and　moved　quickly　to　Lisa's　side。　Rick　did　likewise；　suddenly　terror…stricken。　Her　suit　was　torn　open；　she　was　bloodied　and　unconscious。

〃We've　got　to　get　her　back　to　the　cycs！〃　Rick　said；　looking　up　at　his　teammates。　But　all　he　got　in　return　was　a　look　of　resignation。　Rick　saw　Kami　and　Karen　toss　their　weapons　aside。　He　whirled　around；　still　in　a　crouch；　in　time　to　see　more　than　a　dozen　Invid　soldiers　emerging　from　the　orchard　to　surround　their　patch　of　green…stained　ground。

〃Throw　your　weapon　down；〃　one　of　the　Praxian…size　soldiers　said　in　Tiresian；　brandishing　an　evil…looking　rifle/cannon　and　gazing　down　at　Rick　through　an　elongated　helmet。

Rick　did　so；　just　as　an　officer　came　shouldering　its　way　through　the　circle。　It　regarded　Lisa　a　moment；　then　swung　its　snout　toward　Rick。

〃The　hive　has　been　expecting　you；〃　it　announced。


〃Our　Regent　has　said　that　he　finds　your　race　most　curious；　and　now　I　understand　why。　You　are　a　little　more　like　worms　than　I'd　imagined；　and　indeed　there　is　the　stench　of　death　about　you。〃

The　interior　of　the　hive　was　greenhouse…hot；　but　the　scientist's　voice　was　cold　and　analytical。　Rick；　Rem；　Kami；　and　Karen　had　been　marched　at　gunpoint　through　the　same　entrance　Rick　had　spied　from　the　crater　rim。　There；　their　helmets　and　transpirators　had　been　removed。　One　of　the　soldiers　had　carried　Lisa　in　over　his　shoulder。　She　was　still　unconscious；　groaning　every　so　often　in　her　delirium。　Rick　was　being　kept　from　her　side。　Kami；　already　succumbing　to　the　hive's　artificial　atmosphere；　had　been　shackled　and　dumped　in　a　corner。

〃That　smell　is　the　stink　of　your　own　soldiers'　blood；〃　Rick　snarled　at　the　scientist；　gesturing　to　his　green…smeared　suit。

〃The　cornered　creature's　final　attack；〃　the　Invid　said　to　his　white…robed　group　of　barefoot　assistants；　in　Tiresian　for　Rick's　benefit。　〃The　being　uses　words　as　weapons。〃

〃What　do　you　want　with　us？　Why　didn't　your　soldiers　kill　us？〃

The　scientist's　snout　sensors　twitched；　as　if　he　was　sniffing　the　air。　〃Perhaps　we　shall。　But　there　is　some　information　we　require　first。　It　would　save　us　much　bother　if　you'd　simply　agree　to　answer　our　questions…it　might　even　save　your　lives。〃

Rick　snorted。　〃Dream　on；　slug。〃

〃As　I　thought；〃　the　scientist　directed　over　his　shoulder。　He　studied　Rick　a　moment；　then　began　to　move　down　the　line；　pausing　in　front　of　Kami。　〃You　were　one　of　the　Garudans　selected　by　Tesla　for　the　Regent's　zoo；　were　you　not？〃

Kami　leaned　in　as　if　to　whisper　something　and　snapped　at　the　Invid's　face；　missing　it　by　inches。　Just　as　suddenly；　a　soldier　threw　a　stranglehold　on　Kami　from　behind；　in　his　weakened　state；　the　Garudan　was　easily　subdued。

The　scientist　shrugged　it　off　and　continued　his　appraisal　of　the　group；　leering；　Rick　thought；　at　Karen；　and　puzzling　for　a　moment　over　Rem。　〃Why；　you're　Tiresian。〃　he　said　at　last；　and　whirled　through　an　excited　turn　to　face　his　group。　〃We　have　a　marvelous　opportunity　here　to　acplish　something　invaluable　for　the　realm。　For　the　record；〃　he　added；　looking　to　Rick；　〃where　are　the　Robotech　Masters？〃

Rick　beetled　his　brows。　〃The　Masters？〃

〃Yes。　Where　is　the　Protoculture　matrix？〃

Rick　groaned。　The　thing　had　bee　a　thorn　in　the　galaxy's　side。　〃I　don't　know　what　you're　talking　about。〃

〃That　is　hardly　the　response　we　require　to　justify　sparing　your　lives；　Earther。　Be　reasonable；　you　have　Protoculture…fueled　ships；　Protoculture…based　weapons。。。How　did　you　e　by　these　if　not　through　contact　with　the　Masters　or　the　matrix？　Unless；　of　course；　the　Flowers　of　Life　grow　on　your　homeworld。。。〃

Rick　fought　to　keep　his　surprise　from　registering。　So　that's　what　they're　after；　he　thought；　and　recalled　something　Roy　Fokker　had　told　him　almost　ten　years　ago　about　the　warning　Lang　had　inadvertently　keyed　in　the　SDF…1…Zor's　warning　about　the　Invid！　The　Tirolian　knew！…he　knew　the　Invid　would　eventually　go　in　search　of　the　matrix。　Cabell's　words　to　Lang　rang　in　Rick's　ears：　You　must　destroy　the　Invid　here；　destroy　them　while　you　still　can！

〃I　see　something　in　your　eyes；　Human；〃　the　scientist　was　saying。　〃You　know　something。〃

Rick　tightened　his　lips　to　a　thin　line。

〃Then　perhaps　your　dreams　will　tell　us　what　we　wish　to　know。〃　The　Invid　waved　a　hand　at　the　soldiers。　〃Take　the　Humans　outside。〃

〃You　can't！〃　Kami　bit　out；　his　windpipe　pinced　in　the　soldier's　grip。　Others　had　stepped　in　to　take　hold　of　Rick；　Karen；　Rem；　and　Lisa。　〃They'll　die！〃

〃Yes；〃　the　scientist　said　matter…of…factly；　〃they　probably　will。〃


CHAPTER　TEN

The　psy　scanners　the　Invid　employed　on　Garuda　（on　Hunter　and　the　rest）　were　patterned　on　similar　devices　developed　by　the　Tiresians。　Ironically　enough；　the　Robotech　Masters　had　used　the　scanners　on　Zor　shortly　after　his　death；　（and　would　use　them　again　to　monitor　Zor　Prime　after　the　clone　had　been　inserted　into　the　Fifteenth　ATAC）；　much　as　the　Invid　were　using　them　on　Rem。
History　of　the　Second　Robotech　War；　volume　XXXI；　〃Tirol〃

Dream　a　little　dream　with　me。
Late　twentieth…century　song　lyric

The　male　human　was　dreaming　of　pursuit。　He　was　being　chased　by　some　sort　of　bird　creature　with　an　enormous　wingspan；　and…an　Invid　scientist　had　noted…a　body　shaped　curiously　like　those　of　the　raptorial　birds　depicted　face…to…face　on　the　Human's　uniform　insignia　patch。　The　Human　was　running　downhill；　hopelessly　out　of　control；　with　the　bird　pecking　at　his　neck　and　back；　flapping　its　great　wings　all　the　while。　The　backdrop　for　the　dream　was　a　world　of　ravaged　landscapes；　barren；　cratered　expanses　of　solidified　volcanic　flow。　The　Human　was；　and　at　the　same　time　was　not；　both　the　pursued　and　pursuer。　Crowds　of　other　Humans　seemed　to　be　viewing　the　event　from　the　sidelines；　gesturing；　pointing；　applauding；　laughing。　One　wore　the　face　of　the　injured　Human　female　who　was　presently　being　terrorized　by　dreams　of　her　own…although　she　was　sympathetic　here；　eager　to　help　the　running　man；　so　it　appeared。

〃There's　nothing　of　use　to　us　in　this　one's　thoughts；〃　the　head　scientist　said　dismissively。　Disappointed；　he　turned　from　the　images　in　the　instrumentality　sphere　and　moved　to　the　sphere　his　assistants　had　set　up　to　monitor　the　dreams　of　the　injured　female。

Lisa；　like　Rick；　Karen；　and　Rem；　was　strapped　on　her　back　to　a　kind　of　gurney；　with　her　head　positioned　beneath　a　thick　and　heavy…looking　ring…shaped　device　that　resembled　a　scaled…down　version　of　an　MRI　scanner。　What　the　Invid　scientists　were　calling　dreams；　however；　were　of　the　wide…eyed　variety…altered　states　of　consciousness；　hellish　ones　by　and　large；　normally　kept　locked　away　behind　those　proverbial　doors　of　pe