adjustment problem in this time period. That will immediately occupy a large portion of the Special Operations Group's attention, thereby preventing them from launching their strike before you can prepare for it. So, in effect, I will be helping you in the short run. But in the long run, by helping me, you will assist me in staging disruptions in your own timeline.' He chuckled. 'And there is nothing you can do about it. You have absolutely no choice at all.'
'He can't be right,' said Andre, glancing at the others.
Delaney clenched his teeth and swore softly. 'I'm afraid he is. We can't exactly go to the opposition and tell them that we weren't responsible for heisting their Infiltrator Project. In the first place, they wouldn't believe us. And in the second place, even if they did, they couldn't afford to let us go. We'd be too valuable to their interrogation teams.'
'We lose out either way,' Steiger said. 'If we abort the mission, we leave ourselves open to the opposition. If we complete the mission, we'll be helping Drakov.'
'I see you grasp the situation,' said Drakov. 'Consider it a payback for your sanction of the Nautilus. And this time it's my turn to tell you that it's over. You have no options left.'
'All right, Drakov,' said Delaney. 'For the moment, let's assume we let you call the shots. What do you want?'
'That somewhat weighty golden rug at your feet is the key to this entire scenario,' said Drakov. 'It is not the original golden fleece, but for all practical purposes, that makes no difference. The original fleece came from one of my creatures.' He grinned. 'Yes, there really was a flying ram and it was I who gave it to Nephele, who was no more a cloud nymph that I am a god. Aietes had the creature killed and skinned. It was the fleece of that creature, a sort of yellow-gold in color, which he first hung in this very grove. However, it soon began to rot, so he had this one made of real gold-thin gold wires fastened to several heavy layers of horsehide. The head is the actual skull of the original ram, covered with a thin coat of hammered gold. I imagine it would be almost priceless in the 27th century, even discounting its historical value.
'If Jason succeeds in bringing it back with him, it will result in the downfall of King Pelias,' Drakov continued. 'However, two things stand in his way. One is that Pelias has placed a spy among the Argonauts. Regrettably, I have not been able to learn who that spy is. My creatures were programmed not to kill certain key individuals in this scenario, but there is a chance that one of those they did kill was the spy. Unfortunately, there is no way to know for certain. The only one who knew the spy's identity was the High Priest of Iolchos and he died without revealing it. It seems I underestimated my ability to frighten him. The thought of being chastised by a god gave the poor man a heart attack. The second obstacle to Jason bringing back the golden fleece is you, which was why I chose this moment to enlighten you.
'You see,' Drakov continued, 'there never was an historical voyage of Jason and the Argonauts in this timeline. I made it all happen. The real Jason died along with his father, Aeson, murdered by cutthroats in the employ of Pelias, who now believes that his assassins bungled the job with the boy.'
'The real Jason?' Delaney said, looking at Jason, who stood alongside Idmon and Medea, watching them with a bewildered expression on his face as they conversed in English.
'Yes, Mr. Delaney. It was necessary to create several hominoids to complete the mythical cast of this fascinating voyage. Jason is one, Hercules is the other. Neither of them realizes what he is of course. They were created in a laboratory and clocked back to this time period as children to be given into Chiron's care. And the centaur had precise instructions as to how to raise them. In that sense, the experiment has been wonderfully successful. We can create hominoids, place them in a temporal scenario, and have their development supervised by other hominoids, even in the midst of humans. All I need do is check on them from time to time, if you will pardon the pun. The others are all genuine, historical figures who would have followed slightly different paths had I not interfered. Theseus, for example, would never have made the voyage, but would have remained in Athens. Meleager would have found other challenges elsewhere. Argus would have built other vessels. I merely created a detour in their lives.'
'So the voyage itself is the disruption,' said Delaney. 'If we had sabotaged the quest, we would have sabotaged our own mission.'
'Which he suckered us into,' Steiger added.
'On the other hand,' said Drakov, 'if you help Jason fulfill his quest, you will not only succeed in dethroning Pelias and altering the history of this timeline, you will contribute to the fame of all the others, many of whom will go on to become significant historical figures in this time period. Hercules is already an excellent example. Reversing the effects of this voyage will be a monumental task for the Special Operations Group, if they can accomplish it. And chances are excellent that they have already begun. I have taken great pains to keep this operation secret, but due to the extent of it, it is doubtful that it has escaped the attention of their temporal observers. They will realize, of course, that Hercules never actually existed in this timeline, but they won't be able to attack the ship without endangering Theseus and the others, whose deaths could be significantly disruptive. And, needless to say, they will wish to capture you alive, if possible. I'll be interested to see how they will try it.'
'So that's what you needed us for,' said Andre, 'to help your Jason hominoid complete the quest and make sure the Special Operations Group doesn't interfere with it.'
'Precisely,' Drakov said. 'Isn't it amusing, Miss Cross? For once, we have a common goal. And your presence in this scenario diverts attention from me. Who knows, perhaps there is a way I can arrange for the Special Operations Group to help me do the same in your timeline. I feel rather like the hunter who has happened upon two stags battling for supremacy. While they are busy ramming at each other, the hunter bags two kills.'
Simon Hawke
Argonaut Affair
He touched the warp disc on his wrist and suddenly he wasn't there anymore.
'A god!' said Jason, in a low and reverent voice. 'I have seen and spoken with a god!'
'What tongue was that you spoke?' Medea asked. 'And which god was it? What did he say to you?' She swallowed hard and dropped her voice. 'Have we incurred their vengeance? Am I to be punished for what I have done?'
Delaney improvised. 'The god spoke to us in the language of our people. And he did not give his name. He spoke to us because you angered him, Jason, but he wishes you well upon your quest. Yet the gods are divided in their desires. Some of them wish for us to succeed and return to Iolchos with the golden fleece. Others wish for us to fail. In pleasing some, we shall anger others and there is nothing to be done.'
'That is because gods are capricious,' Jason said. 'Chiron taught me so. The only way to please all the gods together is to prevail over whatever obstacles they may set before us, so that they will deem us worthy.'
'It may not be wise to defy the gods,' said Medea. 'Some are more powerful than others.'
'And what of my throne?' said Jason.
'One throne is as good as any other,' said Medea. 'You have a force of warriors behind you. We could seize some other kingdom, maybe just a small one in the beginning until we can increase our army, or perhaps we could join with my sister and march upon my father. Then we could seize the throne of Aea and-'
'No!' said Jason. 'I am not some freebooter who takes that which is not his by right. I want only what is mine! Pelias will surrender the throne of Iolchos to me or I shall have his life. That is what I have sworn and that is what I shall do! I will hear no more talk of seizing kingdoms. I have told you what I shall do. Now it is for you to decide. I will go to Iolchos with the fleece. You may come and share my fate or you can stay and face your father and Kovalos. Make your choice now, but do not come to me later with regrets.'
'I will go with you,' Medea said softly, 'if you will have me.'
'Done,' said Jason. 'We have wasted enough time. It will be dawn soon. We must hurry to join the others.'
'The boy learns slowly,' Idmon said, 'but he does learn. Who knows, perhaps he may yet slay this second dragon. Yet I fear that we are not yet done with gods.'
'What do you mean?' Delaney asked.
The soothsayer sighed. 'We still have a long journey home to make and much can happen in that time.' He nodded. 'Yes, much can happen, and I have a strong feeling that much will.'
