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"Fly".
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Approximately 4500 BC
Zarem era of Egypt. Southeastern lands of Zarem.
Great River.

(translated by Google... for now)

Act 1. Attack.
Five fighters of the vanguard units of the Rebellion are sailing on a boat along the Great River to the south. Their names are Laertes, Goson, Hyperion (commander), Abudesh and Amhar. All are dressed in light leather armor, with white scarves on their heads. Abudesh and Amhar hold bows at the ready, the rest are armed with spears or bronze swords.
Along the way, they need to free several villages from the army of Pharaoh Sekherkar. Together with them, at least ten more boats full of warriors are floating along the river.
The weather is hot, the sun is blinding. But the warriors do not give up and row with all their might. There are no settlements nearby. Left and right - continuous jungle. Judging by the map, they are approaching the lands of Abidu, where the pharaoh's troops should gain a foothold. But there are still many settlements that require liberation.
Laertes (swinging the oar, tensing his muscles):
“When will this ******* hot sun end……
Goson (in annoyance):
- When will your hubbub end, Laertes. Honestly, I want to push you into the Great River to the crocodiles ....
Laertes (sternly):
- It’s just that we’ve been sailing for an hour, and not a single village ....
Hyperion (loudly, while continuing to row):
Both shut up! Otherwise, I'll throw them both out!
Laertes and Goson are silent. They understand that an angry commander is worse than any bad weather.
Abudesh (Amharu):
- Look at both. So that the sekherkars don’t **** us for an hour ....
Amhar (looks closely at the jungle):
- What do you think I'm doing here?
Abudesh:
- I don't know, but you need to look more closely ... and not dream. You look like you're in the clouds.

Amhar (snarls):
- And you look like you've been crushing a sheep all night .... I'm not telling you anything.
Hyperion (beside himself):
- May be enough? I missed the controversy here! Everyone shut up! Otherwise, I swear by all the gods, I will throw everyone out of the boat and swim forward alone!
Abudesh:
“Sir, it was Amhar who began to insult me.
Hyperion (terribly):
- Shut up! Didn't you hear what I told you?
At this moment, an arrow flies out of the jungle. In less than a second, it plunges into Amhar's forehead, punching through his skull. The warrior falls dead onto the boat, nearly knocking over his comrades.
Shouts of the vanguard commanders:
- Ambush! Ambush! It's the Sekherkars!
Hyperion quickly raises his wicker shield in front of him. Three arrows pierce him at once. The enemy was clearly waiting for the rebels and decided to strike.
Arrows are raining from everywhere from the side of the jungle. It looks like a real rain of death. Not everyone has time to hide behind shields. In the next boat - no luck. The shell hit the group commander right in the temple. The second hit the archer in the groin, causing him to recoil so that he knocked down his neighbor from behind. The third hit the spearman on the cheek.
- Raise your shields! Raise your shields, you stupid bastards! Shields!
Loud cries of commanders are heard from all sides.
Hyperion (in all throat):
- Everyone in the water! Everyone in the water! Otherwise we'll all be killed here!
The fighters quickly rush into the water, while trying not to fall under the arrows. And the arrows, meanwhile, are only getting bigger.
Hyperion notices from the corner of his eye that another nearby boat has come under fire. And apparently, not everyone managed to jump. Another commander was killed by an arrow. Two of his companions were already dead.
After making sure everyone else from the boat has jumped, Hyperion rushes into the river after them. He knows how to swim well, and therefore knows how to get out. The main thing is to get to the other side of the coast, where there are no enemies. Shoot only from the right bank. But on the left - everything is calm .... Anyway, for now.
Hyperion swims with all his might, straining his muscles to the limit. He left his weapon in the boat, but he still had a dagger with him. If anything, it would definitely save his life.

Act 2. Survival
Hyperion miraculously gets ashore. Fortunately, the area is not swampy, and there is even sand on the shore. He looks ahead of him. Further - the jungle, severe and almost impenetrable. But at least there are no enemies here.
The commander turns back. The surviving fighters slowly swim to the shore. There are survivors, there are wounded. The enemy seriously patted them, but did not break their spirit. All these warriors can be assembled into a single squad and continue moving.
Hyperion notices a dark-haired swarthy girl, swimming in a hurry to the sandy shore. She quickly rises to her full height and moves towards him. All her robes were soaked through, as were her long curly hair.
Hyperion (sighing with relief):
“Ah, Commander Hefhemut. I thought you didn't survive.
Hefhemut (wearily):
- We've been hit hard. But some of my soldiers survived. We were saved by a miracle. Bird is favorable to us.
Voice behind the girl:
- Commander Hyperion! Commander Hyperion!
This is Abudesh. Hyperion immediately recognizes him. Behind him are faithful comrades - Goson and Laertes. They also managed to survive and not get hit by arrows. Only Amhara is a pity .... Everything happened too suddenly. He couldn't be saved.
Abudesh (loudly):
“Hyperion, we almost died there all at once….
Hyperion (understanding):
- Did you see who attacked? Sekherkar?
He was surprised to find that he himself did not know who attacked them. In addition to the evil minions of the pharaoh, aggressive tribes could live here. The dark-skinned fairies were the most vicious. It was rumored that they made an alliance with Zarem. They did terrible things to the captives. The skinning alone was worth it.
Goson (shakes his head):
We didn't see anyone at all. Someone was shooting from the jungle ... But we did not have time to see who.
Hefhemut:
- There, on the ground, our foot detachments are moving. What if it's them?
Hyperion (in disbelief):
- Do you think you got it wrong? We have a banner!

Hefhemut:
- Not anymore. Lost by the standard-bearer. An arrow pierced through his skull. When I jumped, I did not have time to grab the banner. Ten arrows hit at once. A little more and I would have been blown away.
Hyperion (angrily):
- Yes, to him ... And if we run into our own? Where is the guarantee that they will not crush us? We don't have a ******* banner!
Hefhemut (regretfully):
- Sorry, but it was impossible to save the banner.
Abudesh (understanding the situation):
- Yeah…. We are stuck now. But we do have war cries.
Hyperion (not appeased):
- Yes, * la, but the enemy too! They know our calls, and imitate them calmly. We will be checked again five hundred times.
Abudesh understands that it is better not to anger the commanders, especially now. But he decides to somehow dilute the situation. Any conflicts are clearly inappropriate here.
Abudesh:
- Gentlemen, we should be glad that we got out alive.
Hefhemut:
- All other commanders fell. Yaatesh was killed in front of me. Atontepa was killed when he tried to get out of the boat. We were the only two left.
Hyperion (trying to comprehend the situation):
- Your own mother... Bitch!
Hefhemut (in a calmer tone):
- Swearing now is not the place .... Better to try and get out.
Hyperion:
- Of course, we also ****** off the map ....
Hefhemut turns to the soldiers. There are already 15 of them on the beach. All the rest died or did not swim to the shore.
Hefhemut (loudly):
Who has the card?

The warriors shake their heads. It is clear that in such a turmoil, it definitely could not be saved, even if you really wanted to. Therefore, it remains to move from memory. Fortunately, the commanders more or less learned the path before falling into the trap.

Hyperion (swearing again):
- I knew it, bitch ... I knew it. They screwed up the map, screwed up the trap... And what haven't we screwed up yet? Only their own lives, perhaps ... ..
Hefhemut:
- Be grateful to fate that you are alive. And your warriors are alive.
Hyperion:
- **** off! Certainly…
Abudesh (again trying to reason with the commander):
- Commander Hyperion, listen…..
Hyperion (snarls):
Are you going to teach me more? I'll figure it out on my own... without you.
After this, he again looks at Hefhemut:
- Who is in charge now? Both of us, it turns out ....
Hefhemut (agrees):
- Yes, and we need to work together to get out and continue on our way. I remember a little how. Beyond the jungle, villages begin, and then Abidu. And I also know the stars.
Hyperion:
- **** off! And I know that the Sun rises in the morning and sets in the evening.
Abudesh:
- I understand that provisions disappeared with the boats ... ..
Hyperion (angrily):
- Thank you, calmed down ....
Hefhemut:
- In any case, we must move! Next come the villages. We must go now and not stop. We have no food, only water from the river. We definitely cannot fish, as it takes time. And we don't have it. As soon as we liberate one village, we will eat there. If you're lucky, it will be by evening.
Hyperion (nods):
- Hope. And I also hope that there is food in the villages, and the Sekherkar didn't gobble it up.
Otherwise, we are a complete ***.

Abudesh:
“Is it true that there are eating flies in the jungle near Abido?”
Hyperion (terribly):
- Shut up already.

Act 3. Jungle
Only 17 survived - 15 fighters and 2 commanders. This is too little to resist the army of Sekherkar, but enough to free the villages from his henchmen.
The warriors are advancing rapidly. They lost almost all their weapons, they had to be content with what was left. At least daggers, bows and blades remained. Hefhemut was left with a bronze hatchet, which she shared with Hyperion. She herself preferred to use a bow and arrow, and of course her beloved khopesh.
As it turned out, they were closer to the village than they thought. In less than three hours, the Rebellion fighters reached the first village. It was located right on the banks of the Great River.
If there is any place to stay, then only here.
Abudesh was the first to go on reconnaissance, followed by Laertes and Goson. They described everything in detail. According to them, there was food and water in the village, and the huts were intact. Only one thing disturbed - the village was empty. There was no one there. From the word at all.
Hyperion (bewildered, after Abudesh's report):
- So, you examined everything, but you did not find people. And where do they go?
Abudesh:
We don't know, sir. Apparently the Sekherkars took them away.
Laertes (with a questioning look):
"But then why did they leave food and water?"
Hefhemut:
- We need to check everything. Thoroughly.
Hyperion (in agreement):
- So ... Warriors! All weapons at the ready. It could be another ambush. So let's move on together. Watch both!
The troopers at the back nodded. It was foolish to issue loud war cries. Enemies could hear them. So it was necessary to move as quietly as possible.
Only this option can work if the enemy is still there.

Hyperion stepped forward cautiously. His fighters scurried in front and behind. Hefhemut went ahead with her bow at the ready. If anything, she will definitely have time to shoot an arrow.
Laertes brought up the rear. He had to make sure no one came up behind him. He, like Hefhemut, held a longbow in his hands. There were only seven arrows left in the quiver, but they would be enough if they collided with a small detachment of the enemy.
Laertes (quietly):
"I should have gotten myself into this ****..."
At that moment, he felt a sharp pain in his right leg. He looked down. There was nothing. But my ankle hurt. It was like someone had bitten her and then let her go.
Laertes quickly raised his right leg. The sandals were intact. But something is clearly wrong... The bite was strong enough. If it's a snake, he won't do well. There was no antidote. During the attack, they lost all provisions and medical supplies.
He carefully examined the ankle area. On it sat a small insect that looked like a fly. Only the wings were a strange color, bright purple. Laertes almost cried out in horror. He barely restrained himself from stamping his foot.
Goson (next to Laertes):
- Are you there?
Laertes (horrified):
- Look!
He remained standing with his leg up. Goson immediately ran up to him. But I didn't see anything. The ankle was empty. No bite marks. And there was no bite.
Ghoson:
Why are you standing up with your leg up? Did you want to dance? This is not a dance floor for you!
Laertes (with the same emotion):
- I saw a fly .... She bit me.
Goson (in disbelief):
- Don't talk nonsense. And put your foot down. Nobody bit you.
Laertes looked again at the ankle. There was nothing. No insect. No bite. And yes, the pain is starting to go away.
Laertes (sighs):
- Apparently it seemed.
Goson (in annoyance):
- It seemed to him. Let's go quickly! Otherwise, Hyperion will devour us with giblets.

Act 4. Village
Everything, as the warriors said. There was no one in the village. But the food remained.
Apparently, the inhabitants prepared a large wooden table for themselves. Meals were modest: bread, vegetables, fruits, wooden bowls with local juice. True, they didn’t eat it ... Or they didn’t have time. There was no order on the table. Almost everything was scattered. Some fruits lay on the grass under the table.
The pesky jungle insects have already clustered over a couple of bowls. Apparently, they wanted to fill themselves up with local dishes.
The whole village consisted of several dilapidated huts. In the center stood a long wooden tower, in which, obviously, the elder lived. The maximum number of inhabitants hardly reached 30 people.
The only question is why the village was empty.
Hyperion (examines the table and huts):
Apparently they wanted to eat.
Abudesh:
- But they didn't.
A few warriors from behind began to whisper to each other.
Hyperion (raising the hatchet):
- Quiet... There may be enemies here. Umar, Lysander, Imran, Abuid… Cover with shields. The rest - look at both.
The shield-bearers are accepted to carry out orders.
Hefhemut:
- Looks like there won't be an ambush.
Hyperion (with incomprehension):
- Sure?
Hefhemut (nods):
- Nobody's here. I am a tracker... I can smell.
Hyperion:
- And what about the food?
Hefhemut:
- Do you think they decided to poison us? They didn't even know we were coming. It is obvious…. The villagers were about to eat, but something distracted them. Poison is clearly not to blame here.

It took ten minutes to fully explore the village. Soon everyone clearly understood that there were no enemies here. No one was waiting for the warriors in ambush. There were no Sekherkars here, as well as inhabitants of the village.
Usually, if the Sekherkars captured a village, they would definitely put their banner there. Here, no banner was found. If the pharaoh's soldiers were here, they left the village long ago, taking everything with them.
The soldiers inspected every hut, including the elder's house. No one... Not a soul. Usually in villages of this type, domestic animals were often bred. But they weren't here either.
Very soon, the warriors gathered near the elder's house to discuss future plans. Clearly the threat has passed... For now.
Hyperion (looking at the soldiers):
“So, there are no Sekherkar here. But that doesn't make us lucky. Enemies may return. We know what these fanatics are capable of. My order is to fortify the village. Find everything you need for combat in the hunting hut. Bows, arrows, spears, spears…. Everything you need in battle.
Hefhemut:
- In the morning we will continue our way to Abid. You need to eat and sleep. I don't think the food left by the villagers hastily is poisoned.
Hyperion (toward Laertes, Goson and Abudesh):
- And you will go on patrol today.
Laertes (incomprehension):
- Why me?
Hyperion (terribly):
- Because I said so! And do not argue with the commander!
Hefhemut:
Is everything clear to everyone?
Fighters:
- Will be done!
Hefhemut and Hyperion (with one voice):
- Freedom for Zarem!
Fighters (in chorus):
- Freedom for Zarem!
Laertes feels the sharp pain in his ankle again. He glances down at his leg, but just as then, he sees nothing there. The pain disappears as suddenly as it appears.

Act 5. Night in the village of ghosts.
Hyperion knows that his comrades will not let him down. He sent Laertes, Goson and Abudesh on patrol because he trusted them. Yes, of course, he was harsh in words, and sometimes behaved like a real despot, but deep down, he appreciated his warriors.
Only now the commander realized how serious the losses were. Hyperion knew that the operation was on the verge of failure. They were to be the first to liberate the villages and wait for the approach of the main forces. But now things didn't go according to plan. The ambush put all their endeavors in jeopardy.
At the moment, Hyperion is lying with his back to the wall in the elder's house along with everyone. It was already dark outside the house. Most of the soldiers had to sleep on the floor. There weren't enough beds for everyone. Hyperion, like the others, lay down against the wall. No one went to bed that night without a weapon. Each of the fighters has a weapon at the ready. Someone has a dagger, someone has a blade or an axe. Think up the enemy to attack in the middle of the night, he would get a good hit.
Before falling asleep, the warriors smeared themselves with special mosquito repellents. These were ointments made in northern Egypt. One touch of this potion on the skin got rid of annoying insects.
However, sleep does not go to Hyperion. He lies on the floor with his eyes open and thinks about the situation.
Hyperion (in a whisper):
- Yes, to you ... ..
A soldier lying nearby (through a dream):
- Mm…. Hamira….. Hamira….. Umm….. Hamira…..
Hyperion turns to the fighter, looks at him. The soldier is still very young, not even 20 years old. The commander does not know who this Khamira is to him. But he clearly understands that she is dear to the warrior, and more than anything in the world - he dreams of returning to her.
But will it work this time?
Despite the venerable age of 29, Hyperion did not have a family. Having lived almost to old age, he never bothered to get a wife. He spent his whole life fighting Sekherkar and his vile warriors, for whom the word "honor" meant nothing.
Hyperion (thoughtfully):
- When it's all over.
He remembers himself when he was still serving the pharaoh. As a mercenary from the distant country of Caria, he came to Egypt in order to kill for money. Soldier of Fortune. This is how such warriors were called in Zarema.
But one day, Hyperion was assigned more and more terrible tasks. For example, to destroy an entire village of disobedient pharaoh. At one fine moment, the mercenary realized that it was time to end this. This happened when they, along with other "sea warriors" (as the inhabitants of Canaan called them), came to the settlement of the Ammonites.

Hyperion remembers this very well. Before his eyes is a cluster of huts and a large tent of the local leader. He sees Sekherkar's warriors burning down a peaceful desert village. He sees women being pulled out of their houses and raped right on the sand. Hyperion can still hear their screams. Cries for help. Help that never came to them.
Again that godforsaken village, again those terrible executioners of Sekherkar under red banners.
His commander ordered to kill all the inhabitants, which the soldiers did. One of the chief's daughters was dragged out into the street. A sinister-looking obnoxious bastard named Taltech led her by the arms. She was naked. There are multiple cut marks on the body.
Taltech (smiles evilly):
- Hyperion! I've already had some fun here... Go on, finish her off. Earn your gold!
Hyperion (horrified, looking around at the eerie scenes of destruction):
- What…. We have already destroyed this village. What... what else do you need?
Taltech (throws the unfortunate woman to the ground with all her might):
- Come on, kill her. I've already done my job. I don't need her anymore.
Hyperion stands still. The blade is in his hand, but he lowers it. He clearly understands that he cannot fulfill the order. Taltech is not just his commander, he is a relative of the chief scribe of the pharaoh, and this can lead to trouble.
Taltech (threateningly):
“You weren’t taught to obey, mercenary?” Come on, kill her. I gave a direct order!
Hyperion continues to stand still. He can't do anything. His entire body turned into a statue.
He looks to the left. Everywhere robbery, robbery, murder. Here are some warriors dragging an old man out of the hut and cutting him into pieces. Hyperion looks to the right. And it's not the best picture. Clothes are torn off the young hermit. One of the fighters hits her in the face with all his might.
Taltech (pierces the mercenary with a look):
- Looks like you're deaf or blind. I gave you an order, mercenary! Didn't you hear me?
But Hyperion does not obey. He continues to stand motionless. His lips twitch nervously. Eyes run to the side.
Without thinking twice, Taltech takes out a blade from its scabbard and brings it down on the unfortunate girl's head. Blood spray falls on the face of the warlord. Several - on the armor of Hyperion.
Hyperion (horrified):
- No! For what?!

The enraged Taltech sheathes his sword and quickly approaches the mercenary. He is very tall, about 2 meters. He stands in front of Hyperion and looks down. The warlord's eyes are red with unbridled rage.
Taltech (contemptuously):
- And you, I see, is a darned coward! Nothing ... I'll tell the pharaoh that you violated my order. Something will get you. They will take you through Zarem without rags, and so that every inhabitant will spit in your mug.
Hyperion (looking into the eyes of the commander):
- You kill women and children. These people were civilians. Where is the evidence that they threatened the pharaoh?
Taltech hits the mercenary in the face with all his might. Hyperion takes the hit. His lip is broken. But the dignity remains.
Taltech (threateningly):
- Yes, you are a traitor with us! The one who disobeys the orders of the pharaoh is the enemy of Zarem! You….
But the commander does not have time to finish. Hyperion stabs him in the neck with his blade with all his might. The head of the enemy flies off to the side.
This moment is seen by many warriors, including mercenaries following their leader. Hyperion killed the commander of the detachment, a relative of the great scribe Pharaoh Sekherkar. For this, he is supposed to be executed through a copper bull. Or maybe worse.
But the mercenaries are loyal to Hyperion. None of them will arrest him. And if the Pharaoh's warriors go for it, they will all die.
Hyperion (addressing all the soldiers who sacked the village):
- Is it right? Kill the innocent! Is this what we were taught?
Shouts of anger erupt among Sekherkar's supporters. Hyperion killed the commander. They want to avenge him. Some threaten the mercenary with violence on the spot.
But Hyperion's associates are not going to hand him over. They immediately draw their swords, pull out axes and clubs from their bosoms.
Hyperion remembers perfectly well what happened next. His mercenaries killed all the pharaoh's warriors. However, this did not help the unfortunate inhabitants of the village. Even before the massacre of Taltech, the executioners of Sekherkar massacred almost everyone.
Since then, the mercenary commander has become a renegade. In Zarem he was recognized as an enemy. Rumors reached Sekherkar of the assassination of Taltech and the uprising of the "sea warriors".
It took a long time before Hyperion joined the rebellion against the sinister pharaoh. He understood that there was no other way. Of course, a warrior could leave these lands with his comrades-in-arms and hire himself to some king of Tin or Kath-Patuki.
But what happened in the ammonite village made him change.

Now he was no longer a soldier of fortune fighting for gold. From now on, he is a rebel - a mighty warrior and commander of the army of resistance to the brutal regime of Sekherkar.
And his main goal is to help the locals in overthrowing this monster.
Hyperion winces. For a few minutes he fell asleep. He remembered everything that happened to him. I remembered his whole path from mercenaries to rebels. Now the commander saw new comrades-in-arms in front of him. Some of those with whom he had served during the attack on the Ammonites had already died. But he found new brothers, new comrades-in-arms, for the sake of whom he will do anything.
For a moment he remembers the face of Abudesh and the faces of several other warriors. During the ambush, dozens of vanguard soldiers were killed. But not in vain. They died a heroic death in the name of Free Zarem, in the name of fighting for a just cause. And their names will not be forgotten.
Hyperion (looks again towards the sleeping warriors):
- Nothing ... we will show them all more .... Rest assured….
He says these words aloud, but very quietly so that no one can hear him.
At that moment, something pulls at Hyperion again. Strange buzzing. He turns abruptly back to the wall of the house. That's where he heard the sound.
Hyperion looks at the strange-looking insect. And it's really weird... After all, the mosquito ointment was supposed to scare everyone away. But not this ... a fly with bright purple wings.
The warrior stares at her, and she at him. Or so he just thinks.
Hyperion (continues to look at the fly):
- Who else are you...
He admits that he has never seen such insects. In his life, the mercenary did not encounter anything. But not with this.
One day, while traveling to Nobata with the warriors of Sekherkar, he met a mysterious insect that the locals were so afraid of. They said that after his bite, they immediately die. He even saw it. In its appearance, it resembled either a fly or a horsefly. But Hyperion finished him off without letting him bite.
Now he saw something very strange and unnatural. The wings of this fly were too bright. Vivid purple. The fly seemed to understand what he asked. She twitched and darted forward in the blink of an eye.
A little more, and she would have hit Hyperion's face. The warrior recoiled. A little more, and he would have drawn the blade. But he understood that it was not worth waking up the soldiers in vain. Especially because of some kind of fly.
The insect flew around his head and disappeared into the darkness. At the same time, it emitted a strange squeak, very similar to a mosquito.
Hyperion (after making sure the fly is gone):
- Strange.... Very strange....

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