Starchaser: The Legend of Orin Page #4

Morbro?

Supreme Governor

of the Bordogon system.

Don't tell me you've never

heard of him!

I'm getting sick and tired

of never understanding.

Where is the truth you promised?

Shall I take him

to the police now, Miss?

No!

My planetary history lessons!

- What?

- Come on!

Try to imagine a needle

the thickness of a human hair

slowly thrust between your eyes

and penetrating your skull.

I'd rather not,

if it's all the same to you.

- Ready, sir.

- Last chance, Mr. Dibrimi.

Where is the boy?

I told you, we all crashed together.

That was the last I saw of him.

Where is the boy?

I don't know.

I swear I don't know.

Religious myth.

Entry number 111.3.

"The Book of Kha-Khan."

I knew it was in here!

Tell us about this.

According to "The Book of Kha-Khan,"

1,200 years ago,

a human possessing a golden hilt

was reported to have crushed

a planetary dictatorship

which spanned 52 solar systems.

It's him!

The face on the blade!

Six hundred years later,

another possessed of a bladeless sword

freed Galaxy 13 from a tyrant

by the name of Nexus,

who attempted to enslave

the entire population

with electronic mind control.

I must find the blade!

Tell me where it is. Please!

There is no record

of the blade's continued existence

since the defeat of Nexus.

It was presumed lost

after the final battle on Trinia.

Trinia? But where on Trinia?

There is no record of the blade's

continued existence since the defeat...

I've got to get back to Trinia.

A hilt.

And humans in the mine.

My father can help you!

Begging your pardon, Miss,

but he is a wanted man.

Your father would likely have him

arrested and ask questions later.

If my father can't help us,

we'll just have to help ourselves.

Mizzo, fuel up the ship.

We're going to Trinia.

Sir, an unscheduled craft just came out

of sub-space on arrival coordinates.

Identity scan indicates it's

a personal transport belonging to...

Supreme Governor Morbro!

Route it through.

I'll alert Zygon.

Are you sure this will work?

Trust me.

This is a restricted area.

No one may enter

without prior permission

from the Commissioner of Mining.

I think we better leave, Miss.

Show him the search warrant.

I'm sorry,

this is a restricted area.

No one may enter

without prior permission-

Mizzo, shoot him!

- But Miss!

- I said shoot him!

- I hope you know what you're doing.

- So do I.

Let me try.

There must be an elevator to the mine

around here somewhere.

Oh, Commissioner,

I'm glad you're here.

Orin, tell Commissioner Zygon

what you told me.

I don't have to tell him. He knows

all about the humans in the mines.

Put down the hilt, boy.

The game is over.

His story of the mine

is just a clever diversion.

We've already caught his partner.

Dibrimi, isn't it?

He confessed everything

about the crystal raid

and your little escapade

in the Vagee Desert.

Orin, is it true?

Murderer!

No!

- You? A robot?

- No.

Not just a robot.

I am the robot.

Nexus!

The young Kha-Khan

is perceptive for a human.

I have been putting the pieces

back together

for over a thousand years.

Mizzo, blast him!

You'll never succeed, Zygon.

It would take millions of robots

hundreds of years

to take over the system.

You are as blind

as you are mortal, my dear.

I not only have millions of robots,

they have been slowly taking over

for the last 12 centuries.

Trinia, like dozens

of other planets,

was conquered by my forces,

its human population

driven underground to mine the crystals,

allowing me to reprogram thousands

of your mining robots into soldiers.

I swear I'll stop you.

And if not me, then another.

There is no stopping evolution.

From the primordial ooze to man.

From man to robot.

The dinosaur went extinct,

and so shall you.

The Kha-Khan

stopped me last time.

This time, you have only served

to hasten the inevitable.

Without this,

you are but a weak piece of flesh.

Tell me, Kha-Khan,

what is the secret of its power?

L- I don't know.

You know.

And you will talk.

Where am I?

Oh, dear!

What have you done to me?

I'm naked! Put my ship back on,

you perverted fembot!

I was only trying to help.

Ungrateful son of a bit!

My head's making enough racket

without your help.

Dagg! I thought you were dead!

You thought right, Water Snake.

Battalion Commander Argo

to flight deck 9.

There simply aren't

enough robot troops in this sector

to successfully take over

the Bordogon system.

To attack now

would be futile, sir.

We must strike now.

It won't be long before Morbro

realizes his daughter is missing

and tracks her here.

If he discovers what we're doing,

he could mount a counteroffensive.

I'm one solar system away

from complete subjugation

of intelligent organic life.

I will not fail this time.

What is our present status?

All ships are being armed

with xenon warheads.

Fifteen attack battalions

of 1,000 troops each are standing ready.

The last five battle cruisers

are still under construction.

We'll have

to make do without them.

We have two things

in our favor-surprise

and something very dear

to the Supreme Governor.

He'll think twice before he destroys

a warship with his daughter aboard.

It must have been horrible

slaving in the mine your entire life.

It was horrible.

But not as horrible

as the thought of my people

suffering at this very moment,

their entire world one big lie.

I failed them.

I found a new world,

but they'll never know it exists.

All I had to do

was find a stupid blade.

And I failed.

I'm sorry.

If I hadn't been so impulsive,

you might've succeeded.

No.

- No, it wasn't your fault.

- You don't understand, Orin.

I didn't take you back here

because I wanted to help you...

free your people.

L- I did it for me.

Because I wanted to be with you.

Because... I...

- Where are you taking me?

- Let go of her!

You're lucky, Water Snake.

He hit you with the soft end.

The attack force

is ready, Zygon.

Bordogon's planetary radar sources

are being jammed.

Battalion commanders

are awaiting your orders.

Thousands of years ago,

on some obscure planet,

a primitive chess computer was

the first inorganic mind to beat man.

In a few hours,

I will be calling checkmate

in the last such game the humans

and their kind will ever play.

Save your knuckles, Water Snake.

There's no way out.

Starfly!

I need your help!

Get me the hilt.

Please, I know you can do it!

I must have the hilt!

Who the hell are you talking to?

Don't need hilt.

Yes, yes, I need it.

Get me the hilt!

Attack Squadron Three,

clear for ion-burn.

Squadron Leader Three,

all ships away.

What's wrong with the screens?

I'm not sure.

That did it!

Thank you!

You say something?

Guard, I have something for you!

What's going on, Water Snake?

Come on!

How the hell do you do that?

- We've got to get to Aviana.

- Hold it!

You don't even know

where she is.

If you want to get out of here

alive, follow me.

Damn!

Damn!

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