Hupo sat on the bridge, with legs up. Subprefect went away and he had to control fly for extraordinary cases. All of his thoughts were about Fallom. He thought who could be. Her shyness and strictness together with which she acts with subprefect, impressed him. Trevize was image of hero for Hupo - strong, clever and fearless one. Falloms behavior seems to Hupo, that Fallom is at least as good as Trevize. She was viewed by him as a almighty goddess which ruled over heroes.
Almost outside of horizon appeared Jilian warships as they jumped out of hyperspace at command. Hupo sat quickly and watched ships. He thought, they were sent by prefect to be escort. But when he zoomed one, he saw orange signs instead of blue.
"Jilian catakombs! Help! Attack!" last words he screamed into communication port. Three soldiers ran to warchair. they gave warhelms on eyes and gloves on hands. Everything in several seconds. Gunplay began. Two orange ships exploded. Shield of PopRad got also some shoots. Trevize came to bridge and Hupo said him, that those Jilian ships are rebels ones against prefect. Trevizeíško stood quietly and watched situation. Then he came to the desk and tried to establish connection.
"Here's Golan Trevize, subprefekt of Jile. Immediately give me a report, who you are and why you shoot us."
A face with orange hair appeared on display. It was a man around forty years old, with small stubble of dark color. Hair was spreading on his shoulders, which were covered by unzipped armyblouse.
" Here's Armabeton. Commander of rebels against Jilian prefect. We come to bring you and your soldiers on judgement for war crime on Jilian people. Give up. There are more then twenty fully armied ships here. You have no chance! You have one hour for thinking. If you try to escape or you won't call, we destroy your ship!"
Hupo quaked and stiffened. He knew, what would happen there. Death as a traitor. His hands wiggled and bit lower lip. Against twenty ships they hadn't any chance. He chose best Jilian shooters, but they didn't help themselves. Some other ships would be destroyed, but shield wouldn't last so great direct salvo from so many ships at the same time. They would have shield for about half an hour. For hyperjumping they should move more quickly. But it would be randomly, so with high degree of dangers - jump into mass or lost orientation. Second one could be solved, but the first one meant death. Don't saying about shooting and pursuing.
"Sir, maybe princess should help, shouldn't she?" Hupo sounded quietly. He was afraid of everything.
"Fallom? Not. There's no way, how she can help," Golan twisted by head.
"Fallom. Fallom. Certainly she knows how," Hupo though.
" Hupo. This is me, Fallom. Unlock me please. I can help you. Don't say anything to Trevizemu. Alright?" Hupo heard Falloms voice in his mind.
He commanded computer furtively, not to be seen by Trevize. But Trevize looked somewhere else
Trevize was thoughtful. Many years ago he stayed in similar situation, when Harla Branno came into his home prison. He tried to remember her face, but her features blent with that of Armabeton.
"Golan!" Falloms scream forced to turn Golan. Fallom had feeling, that Golan smiled as an idiot.
"immediately call Armabeton here. I argue him to leave us alone in peace. Hupo! Establish connection" Fallom commanded.
She didn't say it to Hupo twice. In minute they had sound and picture.
"My name's Fallom and I'm commanding officer of mission. There's no reason say details. Trevize is yours, but under condition, that soldier and passengers will stay on ship. We will continue then in mission."
"Madam, but you aren't in position to transactale."
"No, I am not. I please you for that. Vigorously," Fallom stayed at position.
"I am worrying about me and my soldiers."
"And about unarmed crew don't you worry? To let them as a food for dangerous space full of pirates on speedy antigravitic ships?"
"Venture of profession," Armabeton noticed cynically.
"I am awaiting you on PopRad. End of connection," Fallom commanded.
Hupo ended connection. He turned to Fallom and his face asked her, what they do next. Trevize was sitting in commandchair and more often he grimaced. It seemed, he is not at all senses.
"Jurito!" Trevize shouted absently.
"Sir..." Hupo sounded.
"let him be. Give him glass of water and he would think, it's jurito, " Fallom commanded.
Hupo had perception, as Trevize would get older by twenty years. Trevize became invalid, shabby old man. He was looking somewhere, grumbling under nose. Sometimes he shouted something, after someone who wasn't there. Fallom perceived it as a disorientation from stress. She hoped, she could argue Armabeton mentally. She didn't know, if she would heal, but he would stay as a sign soldiers.
Hupo prepared ship and moved into connection with Armabetons ship. Fallom, Trevize and two soldiers went to the junction. Hupo and one soldier stayed at the bridge, to escape quickly at Falloms command.
Door of junction opened. Armabeton and two his soldiers with guns prepared to shoot came inside. Armabeton was a burly man, muscled. A strong spicy alkoholic flavor came into Falloms nose. This flavor was from his hair.
"Freedom for Jile!" Armabetons heels knocked, and with left hand formed into fist he bit chest. Then he continued, " Madam, great honor to meet you personally," his head bowed toward Fallom.
Soldiers aimed in that moment and shot Trevizes soldiers. Armabeton pulled out blaster and in no time he shot into Trevizes head. Fallom began to yell sharply. Blood was elsewhere around. A burned flesh smelled around in air. Trevizes rest of body lied on the ground lifeless.
"Golan Trevize. You were convicted for crimes committed on Jilian people. Tribunal adjudged you as guilty in all points of accusations. You got death penalty unconditional. ," Armabeton said afterwards.
"Glory for Jile!" both soldiers screamed, knocked with heels and bit with right fist into chest similarly like Armabeton. all of three turned and marched back to their ship. Soldiers exclaimed alternately for Armabetons glory.