The Star Kings

“If we can keep out of it for a few moments, we're saved!” he told her. “Those Empire ships will come down here to search.”

“Holl Vo

Thunderous roar of generators screaming with power broke upon the air as the long, slim mass of Holl Vo

Gordon saw then that whatever else the men of the Cloud might be, they were not cowards. Knowing himself trapped, knowing instant destruction was the penalty for being caught here in Empire space after the destruction of an Empire ship, Holl Vo

Atom-guns of the Meric volleyed exploding shells at the swooping Empire ships. The nebula sky seemed to burst into blinding brilliance with the explosions.

It was magnificent but hopeless, that charge of one phantom against four heavy cruisers. The great batteries of the cruisers seemed literally to smother the Meric in atom-shells.

Blossoming flowers of atomic fire unfolded and momentarily concealed the Cloud ship. Then it was revealed as a fusing, fiery wreck that hurtled headlong across the sky to crash in the distant jungle.

“Zarth, look out!” screamed Lia

An atomic pellet flicked close past his face and exploded in a nearby thicket, Durk Undis, his face deadly, was close by and was raising his weapon to fire again. Lia

Gordon realized then the tenacity of the young Cloud-captain, who had remained and followed to kill Lia

“By Heaven, I'll finish it now!” Durk Undis was exclaiming, hurling Lia

Gordon, charging, reached him at that moment. The Cloudman uttered a sound of sudden agony as Gordon fiercely twisted his arm.

The atom-pistol dropped from his fingers. Eyes blazing, he kneed Gordon in the stomach and smashed hard fists into his face.

Gordon hardly felt the blows, in his overpowering passion. He rocked forward and fell with the Cloudman as they grappled.

Braced with his back against the trunk of a towering golden tree, Durk Undis got his hands on Gordon's throat and squeezed.

Gordon felt a roaring in his ears, and a sudden blackness swept over him. His groping hands grabbed the Cloudman's bristling black hair. He hammered Durk Undis' head violently back against the tree.

He was so deep in that roaring blackness that it was only after many minutes that Lia

“'Zarth, it's over. He's dead.”

Gordon, gulping air into starved lungs, felt his senses clearing. He found himself still gripping Durk Undis' hair.

The whole back of the Cloudman's skull was a bloody mess where he had hammered it again and again against the tree-trunk.

He staggered up to his feet, sick, almost retching. Lia

“Lia

A stern new voice rang suddenly from close by. Gordon staggered around to face that direction.

Gray-uniformed Empire soldiers with raised atom-guns were forcing through the soft-lit jungle toward them. One of the Empire cruisers had landed nearby, while the others still hovered overhead.

The man who spoke was a hard-eyed, handsome young Empire captain who stared wonderingly at Gordon's disheveled figure and Lia

“You two don't look like Cloud-people. But you were with them-”

He stopped suddenly and took a step forward. His eyes peered at Gordon's bruised, bloody face.

“Prince Zarth Arn!” he said, stupefied. Then his eyes flamed hatred and passion. “By Heaven, we've caught you. And with Cloudmen! You joined them when you fled from Throon.”

A quiver of passion ran through all the Empire soldiers who had gathered. Gordon saw mortal hatred in their eyes.

The young captain stiffened. “I am Captain Dar Carrul of the Empire navy and I arrest you for the assassination of the late Emperor and for treason!”

Gordon, dazed as he was, found his voice at that. “I didn't murder Arn Abbas. And I didn't join the Cloud. I was held prisoner by these Cloudmen and only just escaped before you came.”

He pointed at the corpse of Durk Undis. “He tried to kill me before letting me escape. And what brought you to this planet searching? An untuned signal-wave from here, wasn't it?”

Dar Carrul looked startled. “How did you know that? Yes, it is true that our operators detected such a signal coming from this uninhabited world, when we were searching space west of the nebula.”

“Zarth sent that signal!” Lia

Dar Carrul looked a little bewildered. “But everyone knows you killed your father. Commander Corbulo saw you do it. And you fled from Throon-”

“I didn't flee, I was carried off,” Gordon declared. He cried earnestly, “All I ask is to be taken to Throon to tell my story.”

Dar Carrul seemed more and more perplexed by the unexpected turn of the situation.

“You will certainly be taken to Throon for trial,” he told Gordon. “But it is not for a mere squadron captain to handle such a grave matter as this one. I will take you under guard to our main squadron and report for instructions.”

“Let me talk at once by stereo to my brother, to Jhal Arn!” pleaded Gordon tautly.

Dar Carrul's face tightened. “You are a proclaimed fugitive, charged with the gravest of crimes against the Empire. I ca

He made a gesture, and a dozen soldiers with drawn atom-guns stepped forward around Gordon and Lia

“I must ask you to enter our ship at once,” the young captain said clippedly.

Ten minutes later, the cruiser took off from the nebula-world of horror. With the other three Empire cruisers, it raced out westward through the vast glow of Orion Nebula.

In the cabin in which they two had been placed under guard, Gordon paced furiously to and fro.

“If they'd only let me tell Jhal Arn of the danger, of Corbulo's treachery!” he rasped. “If that has to wait till we're taken to Throon, it might be too late.”

Lia

Gordon's taut anger was chilled by that. “But they've got to believe me. They surely won't credit Corbulo's lies when I tell them the truth?”

“I hope not,” Lia

Hours seemed to drag as the cruisers hurtled headlong out of Orion Nebula, and on westward through open space.

Lia

He must convince Jhal Arn of the truth of his story. And he must do so quickly, for as soon as Shorr Kan learned that he had escaped to tell the truth, the master of the Cloud would act swiftly.

Gordon's head ached. Where would it all end? Was there any real chance of his clearing up this great tangle and getting to Earth for the re-exchange of bodies with the real Zarth Arn?

Finally the cruisers decelerated. Orion Nebula was now a glow in the starry heavens far behind them. Close ahead lay the shining cluster of suns of the Pleiades. And near the Pleiades' famous beacon group there stretched a far-flung echelon of tiny sparks.

The sparks were ships. Warships of the Mid-Galactic Empire's great navy cruising here off the Pleiades, one of the many mighty squadrons watching and warding the Empire's boundaries.

Lia