"From whatever world Opus Dei Opus Dei designates, Your Excellency," said Du Noyer. "In the past five years, these worlds have included Hebron, Qom-Riyadh, Fuji, Nevermore, Sol Draconi Septem, Parvati, Tsingtao-Hsishuang Panna, New Mecca, Mao Four, Ixion, the Lambert Ring Territories, Sibiatu's Bitterness, Mare Infinitus North Littoral, Renaissance Minor's terraformed moon, New Harmony, New Earth, and Mars." designates, Your Excellency," said Du Noyer. "In the past five years, these worlds have included Hebron, Qom-Riyadh, Fuji, Nevermore, Sol Draconi Septem, Parvati, Tsingtao-Hsishuang Panna, New Mecca, Mao Four, Ixion, the Lambert Ring Territories, Sibiatu's Bitterness, Mare Infinitus North Littoral, Renaissance Minor's terraformed moon, New Harmony, New Earth, and Mars."

All non-Pax worlds, thought Kenzo Isozaki. Or worlds where the Pax has only a foothold Or worlds where the Pax has only a foothold.

"And how many bodies have these Opus Dei Opus Dei and and Cor Unum Cor Unum freighters transported, Cardinal Du Noyer?" Lourdusamy asked in his low rumble. freighters transported, Cardinal Du Noyer?" Lourdusamy asked in his low rumble.

"Approximately seven billion, Your Excellency," said the old woman.

Kenzo Isozaki concentrated on keeping his balance. Seven billion bodies. A bulk freighter like the Saigon Maru Saigon Maru could haul perhaps a hundred thousand corpses if they were stacked like cordwood. It would take the could haul perhaps a hundred thousand corpses if they were stacked like cordwood. It would take the Saigon Maru Saigon Maru some seventy thousand trips to haul seven billion people from star system to star system. some seventy thousand trips to haul seven billion people from star system to star system. Absurd Absurd. Unless there were scores of bulk freighters...many of them the newer nova cla.s.s...on hundreds pr thousands of shuttle trips. Each of the worlds that Du Noyer had mentioned had been closed to the Pax Mercantilus for all or some of the past four years-quarantined because of trade or diplomatic disputes with the Pax.

"These are all non-Christian worlds." Isozaki realized that he had spoken aloud. It was the greatest breach of discipline he had ever suffered. The men and women in the chapel turned their heads in his direction.

"All non-Christian worlds," Isozaki said again, omitting even the honorifics in addressing the others. "Or Christian worlds with large populations of non-Christians, such as Mars or Fuji or Nevermore. Cor Unum Cor Unum and and Opus Dei Opus Dei have been exterminating non-Christians. But why transport their bodies? Why not just leave them to rot on their homeworlds and then bring in the Pax colonists?" have been exterminating non-Christians. But why transport their bodies? Why not just leave them to rot on their homeworlds and then bring in the Pax colonists?"

His Holiness held up one hand. Isozaki fell silent. The Pope nodded in the direction of Cardinal Lourdusamy.

"Cardinal Du Noyer," said the Secretary of State, as if Isozaki had not spoken, "what is the destination of these freighters?"

"I do not know, Your Excellency."

Lourdusamy nodded. "And who authorized this project, Cardinal Du Noyer?"

"The Peace and Justice Commission, Your Excellency."

Isozaki's head snapped around. The Cardinal had just laid the blame for this atrocity...this unprecedented ma.s.s murder...directly at the feet of one man. The Peace and Justice Commission had one prefect and only one prefect...Pope Urban XVI, formerly Pope Julius XIV. Isozaki lowered his gaze to the shoes of the fisherman and contemplated rushing the fiend, attempting to get his fingers around the Pope's scrawny throat. He knew that the silent guards in the corner would cut him down halfway there. He was still tempted to try.

"And do you know, Cardinal Du Noyer," continued Lourdusamy as if nothing terrible had been revealed, nothing unspeakable had been spoken, "how these people...these non-Christians...are rendered...lifeless?"

Rendered lifeless, thought Isozaki, who had always hated euphemisms. Murdered, you motherf.u.c.ker! Murdered, you motherf.u.c.ker!

"No," said Cardinal Du Noyer. "My job as prefect of Cor Unum Cor Unum is merely to provide is merely to provide Opus Dei Opus Dei with the transport necessary to carry out their duties. The destinations of the ships and what happened before my freighters are needed is not...has never been...my concern." with the transport necessary to carry out their duties. The destinations of the ships and what happened before my freighters are needed is not...has never been...my concern."

Isozaki went to one knee on the stone floor, not to pray, but just because he could no longer stand. How many centuries, G.o.ds of my ancestors, have accomplices to ma.s.s murder answered in this way? Since Horace Glennon-Height. Since the legendary Hitler. Since...forever How many centuries, G.o.ds of my ancestors, have accomplices to ma.s.s murder answered in this way? Since Horace Glennon-Height. Since the legendary Hitler. Since...forever.

"Thank you, Cardinal Du Noyer," said Lourdusamy.

The old woman stepped back.

Incredibly, it was the Pope who was rising, moving forward, his white slippers making soft sounds on the stone. His Holiness walked between the staring people-past Cardinal Mustafa and Father Farrell, past Cardinal Lourdusamy and Monsignor Oddi, past Cardinal Du Noyer and the unnamed monsignor behind her, past the empty pillows where the Pax Fleet officers had been, past CEO Aron and CEO Hay-Modhino and CEO Anna Pelli Cognani, to where Isozaki knelt, close to vomiting, black dots dancing in his vision.

His Holiness laid a hand on the head of the man who was even at that moment contemplating killing him.

"Rise, our son," said the ma.s.s murderer of billions. "Stand and listen. We command you."

Isozaki rose, legs apart, teetering. His arms and hands tingled as if someone had zapped him with a neural stunner, but he knew it was his own body betraying him. He could not have closed his fingers around anyone's throat at that moment. It was difficult enough just to stand alone.

Pope Urban XVI extended a hand, set it on the CEO's shoulder, and steadied him. "Listen, brother in Christ. Listen."

His Holiness turned his head and dipped his miter forward.

Councillor Albedo stepped to the edge of the low dais and began to speak.

"YOUR HOLINESS, YOUR EXCELLENCIES, HONORABLE Chief Executive Officers," said the man in gray. Albedo's voice was as smooth as his hair, as smooth as his gray gaze, as smooth as the silk of his gray cape.

Kenzo Isozaki trembled at the sound of it. He remembered the agony and embarra.s.sment of the moment when Albedo had turned the CEO's cruciform into a crucible of pain.

"Tell us who you are, please," rumbled Lourdusamy in his most congenial tone.

Personal advisor to His Holiness, Pope Urban XVI, Kenzo Isozaki was prepared to hear. Albedo's gray presence had been glimpsed and rumored for decades and decades. He was never identified other than personal advisor to His Holiness personal advisor to His Holiness.

"I am an artificial construct, a cybrid, created by elements of the AI TechnoCore," said Councillor Albedo. "I am here as a representative of those elements of the Core."

Everyone in the room except for His Holiness and Cardinal Lourdusamy took a step away from Albedo. No one spoke, no one gasped or cried out, but the animal scent of terror and revulsion in the little chapel could not have been stronger if the Shrike had suddenly materialized among them. Kenzo Isozaki felt the Pope's fingers still tight on his shoulder. He wondered if His Holiness could feel the pounding of his pulse through flesh and bone.

"The human beings transported from the worlds listed by Cardinal Du Noyer were...rendered lifeless...by Core technology, using Core robot s.p.a.cecraft, and are being stored using Core techniques," continued Albedo. "As Cardinal Du Noyer reported, approximately seven billion non-Christians have been processed in this manner over the past seven years. Another forty to fifty billion must be similarly processed in the next standard decade. It is time to explain the reason for this project and to enlist your direct aid in it."

Kenzo Isozaki was thinking-It is possible to wire the human skeletal structure with a powerful protein-based explosive so subtle that even the Swiss Guard sniffers would not have detected it Would to the G.o.ds I had done that before coming here is possible to wire the human skeletal structure with a powerful protein-based explosive so subtle that even the Swiss Guard sniffers would not have detected it Would to the G.o.ds I had done that before coming here.

The Pope released Isozaki's shoulder and walked softly to the dais, touching the sleeve of Councillor Albedo's robe as he pa.s.sed. His Holiness sat in his straight-backed chair. His thin face was peaceful. "We wish you all to listen carefully," said His Holiness. "Councillor Albedo speaks with our authorization and approval. Continue, please."

Albedo bowed his head slightly and turned back toward the staring dignitaries. Even the Pope's security guards had moved back to the wall.

"You have been told, largely through myth and legend, but also through Church history," began Albedo, "that the TechnoCore was destroyed in the Fall of the Farcasters. That is not true.

"You have been told-primarily through the banned Hyperion Cantos Cantos-that the Core consisted of Three Elements-the Stables, who wished to preserve the status quo between humanity and the Core, the Volatiles, who viewed humanity as a threat and plotted to destroy it-primarily through the destruction of the Earth via the Big Mistake of '08, and the Ultimates, who thought only of creating an AI-based Ultimate Intelligence, a sort of silicon G.o.d which could predict and rule over the universe...or at least this galaxy.

"All these truths are lies."

Isozaki realized that Anna Pelli Cognani had gripped his wrist with her cool fingers and was squeezing very hard.

"The TechnoCore was never grouped into three warring elements," said Albedo, pacing in front of the altar and dais. "From its evolution into consciousness a thousand years ago, the Core was made up of thousands of distinct elements and factions-often warring, more often cooperating, but always struggling to achieve a synthesis of agreement toward the direction autonomous intelligence and artificial life should evolve. That agreement has never crystallized.

"Almost at the same time that the TechnoCore was evolving into true autonomy, while most of humankind lived on the surface of and in near orbit around one world-Old Earth-humanity had developed the capacity to change its own genetic programming...that is, to determine its own evolution. This breakthrough came partially through developments in the early twenty-first century A.D A.D. in genetic manipulation, but was made possible most directly through the refinement of advanced nano-technology. At first under the direction and control of early Core AIs working in conjunction with human researchers, na-notech life-forms...autonomous beings, some intelligent, much smaller than a cell, some molecular in size...soon developed their own raison d'etre raison d'etre and and raison d'etat raison d'etat. Nanomachines, many in the form of viruses, invaded and reshaped humanity like a terrible viral plague. Luckily for both the human race and the race of autonomous intelligences now known as the Core, the primary vector for that plague was in the early seed-ships and other slower-than-light colony ships launched in the years just preceding the human Hegira.

"At that time, early elements of what would become the Human Hegemony and the forecasting elements of the TechnoCore realized that the goal of the evolving nanotech communities developed on those seedships was nothing less than the destruction of humankind and the creation of a new race of nanotech-controlled biologic adapts in a thousand distant star systems. The Hegemony and the Core responded by banning advanced nanotech research and by declaring war on the nanotech seedship colonies-the groups now known as the Ousters.

"But other events overshadowed this struggle.

"Elements of the emergent Core which favored alliance with the nanotech universes-and this was more than a small faction-discovered something that terrified all all elements of the Core. elements of the Core.

"As you know, our early research into Hawking-drive physics and faster-than-light communication led to the discovery of the Planck-s.p.a.ce medium, what some have called the Void Which Binds. Evolving knowledge about this underlying and unifying substructure to the universe led to our creation of the FTL communication-the so-called fatline-as well as to the refined Hawking drive, the farcasters that united the Hegemonic WorldWeb, the planetary dataspheres evolving into mega-spheres of Core-directed data, today's instantaneous Gideon drive, and even experiments into antientropic bubbles within this universe-what we believe will become the Time Tombs on Hyperion.

"But these gifts to humanity were not without price. It is true that certain Ultimate factions within the Core used the farcasters as a way to tap into human brains so as to create a neural net for their own purposes. This use was harmless...the neural nets were created in the nontime and nons.p.a.ce of farcaster Planck-s.p.a.ce transit and humans need never have learned of the experiments if other elements of the Core had not revealed this fact to the first John Keats cybrid persona four centuries ago-but I agree with those humans and those Core elements who consider this act as unethical, a violation of privacy.

"But those earliest neural net experiments revealed an amazing fact. There were other Cores in the universe...perhaps in our home galaxy. The discovery of this fact led to a civil war within our TechnoCore which still rages. Certain elements-not merely the Volatiles-decided that it was time to end the biological experiment that was the human race. Plans were made to 'accidentally' drop the '08 Kiev black hole into the center of Old Earth before Hawking drives allowed for a general exodus. Other elements of the Core delayed these plans until the mechanisms for escape were given to the human race.

"In the end, neither extreme faction triumphed...Old Earth was not destroyed. It was kidnapped-by means which our TechnoCore cannot understand to this day-by one or more of these alien Ultimate Intelligences."

The CEOs began babbling among themselves. Cardinal Mustafa went to both knees on his cushion and began praying. Cardinal Du Noyer looked so ill that her aide, the monsignor, whispered concerned entreaties. Even Monsignor Lucas Oddi looked as if he might faint.

His Holiness, Pope Urban XVI, held up three fingers. The chapel became silent.

"This is, of course, only background," continued Councillor Albedo. "What we wish to share with you today is the urgent reason for shared action.

"Three centuries ago, extreme factions of the Core-a society of autonomous intelligences ravaged and torn by eight centuries of violent debate and conflict-tried a new tack. They devised the cybrid creature known as John Keats-a human personality imbedded in an AI persona carried in a human body connected to the Core via Planck-s.p.a.ce interface. The Keats persona had many purposes-as a sort of trap for what the UIs considered the 'empathy' element of an emerging human species UI, as a prime mover to set the events in motion which eventually led to the last Hyperion pilgrimage and the opening of the Time Tombs there, to flush the Shrike out of hiding, and as a catalyst to the Fall of the Farcasters. To serve this final purpose, elements of the Core-elements to which I owe my creation and allegiance-leaked the information to CEO Meina Gladstone and others in the Hegemony that other Core elements were using the Farcasters to prey upon human neurons like some sort of neural vampires.

"Those elements of the Core, under the guise of an Ouster attack, launched a final, physical a.s.sault on the WorldWeb. Despairing of destroying the scattered human race in one stroke, these elements hoped to destroy the advanced WorldWeb society. By attacking the Core directly via destroying the farcaster medium, Gladstone and the other Hegemony leaders ended the neural-net experiments and caused a great setback to the so-called Volatiles and Ultimates in the Core civil war.

"Our elements of the Core-elements devoted to preserving not only the human race but some sort of alliance with your species-destroyed one iteration of the John Keats cybrid, but a second was created and succeeded in its primary mission.

"And that mission was-to reproduce with a specific human female and create a 'messiah' with connections to both the Core and humanity.

"That 'messiah' lives now in the form of the child named Aenea.

"Bom on Hyperion more than three centuries ago, that child fled through the Time Tombs to our age. She did so not put of fear-we would not have harmed her-but because her mission because her mission is to destroy the Church, destroy the Pax civilization, and to end the human race as you have known it is to destroy the Church, destroy the Pax civilization, and to end the human race as you have known it.

"We believe that she is not aware of her true purpose or function.

"Three centuries ago, remnants of my element of the Core-a group you might think of as the Humanists-made contact with human survivors of the Fall of the Farcasters and the chaos which followed this fall." Albedo nodded in the direction of His Holiness. The Pope lowered his head in acknowledgment.

"Father Lenar Hoyt was a survivor of the last Shrike Pilgrimage," continued Councillor Albedo, pacing back and forth in front of the altar once again. Candle flames flickered slightly at his pa.s.sing. "He had seen firsthand the manipulations of the Ultimate Intelligence Core elements and the depredations of their monster sent back through time, the Shrike. When we first made contact-the Humanists and Father Hoyt and a few other members of a dying Church-we resolved to protect the human race from further a.s.saults while restoring civilization. The cruciform was our instrument of salvation-literally.

"You all know that the cruciform had been a failure. Prior to the Fall, humans resurrected by this symbiote's actions were r.e.t.a.r.ded and s.e.xual neuters. The cruciform-a sort of organic computer in which is stored the neurological and physiological data of a living human being-restored the body but not the full intellect or personality. It resurrected the corpse but stole the soul.

"The origins of the cruciform lie shrouded in mystery, but we Humanist elements of the Core believe that it was developed in our future and brought back through time via the Hyperion Time Tombs. In a sense, it was sent to be discovered by young Father Lenar Hoyt.

"The failure of the symbiote was due to the simple demands of information storage and retrieval. In a human mind, there are neurons. In a human body, there are approximately 1028 atoms. The cruciform, in order to restore the mind and body of a human being, must not only keep track of these atoms and neurons, but remember the precise configuration of the standing holistic, wave front which comprises the human memory and personality. It also must provide the energy to restructure these atoms, molecules, cells, bones, muscles, and memories so that the organism is reborn as the individual who lived in that sh.e.l.l before. The cruciform alone cannot do that successfully. At best, the biomachine can reproduce a crude copy of the original. atoms. The cruciform, in order to restore the mind and body of a human being, must not only keep track of these atoms and neurons, but remember the precise configuration of the standing holistic, wave front which comprises the human memory and personality. It also must provide the energy to restructure these atoms, molecules, cells, bones, muscles, and memories so that the organism is reborn as the individual who lived in that sh.e.l.l before. The cruciform alone cannot do that successfully. At best, the biomachine can reproduce a crude copy of the original.

"But the Core had the computing capacity to store, retrieve, reshape, and re-form this information into a resurrected human being. And we have done so for three centuries."

HERE KENZO ISOZAKI SAW THE PANIC IN THE EXCHANGED glances between Cardinal Du Noyer and Cardinal Mustafa, between Father Farrell and the monsignor who was Du Noyer's aide. This was heresy. It was blasphemy. It was the end of the Sacrament of Resurrection and the beginning of the reign of the physical and mechanical once again. Isozaki himself felt sick. He glanced at Hay-Modhino and Pelli Cognani and saw that the CEOs were praying, CEO Aron looked as if he were in shock.

"BELOVED," SAID HIS HOLINESS. "DO NOT DOUBT. Do not surrender faith. Your thoughts now are a betrayal of Our Lord Jesus Christ, and of His Church. The miracle of resurrection is no less a miracle because these friends in what was once known as the TechnoCore help us realize the miracle. It was the work of Jesus Christ Almighty who led these other children of G.o.d-these creations of Our Lord through His most unworthy instruments, the human race-to find their own souls and salvation. Continue, M. Albedo."

ALBEDO LOOKED MILDLY AMUSED AT THE EXPRESSIONS of shock in the room. But his smooth features settled into quiet amiability as he began speaking again.

"We have given the human race immortality. In exchange, we have asked for nothing but a silent alliance with humanity. We want only peace with our creators.

"In the past three centuries, our quiet alliance has benefited both AI and humanity. We have, as His Holiness said, found our souls. Humanity has found a peace and stability missing from history for millennia...perhaps forever. And I admit, the alliance has been good for my element of the Core, the group known as the Humanists. We have gone from being one of the smaller, more despised factions to becoming the-not ruling party, for no element rules in the Core-the major element of consensus. Our philosophy is accepted by almost all former warring groups.

"But not by all."

Here Councillor Albedo quit pacing and stood directly in front of the altar. He looked from face to face and his gray eyes were grim.

"The Core element which had hoped to dispose of humanity...the element composed of some former Ultimates and some pro-nanotech evolutionists-has played its trump card in the child named Aenea. She is, literally, the virus released into the body of humanity."

CARDINAL LOURDUSAMY STEPPED FORWARD. THE huge man's face was flushed and serious. His small eyes gleamed. His voice was sharp.

"Tell us, Councillor Albedo, what is the purpose of the child Aenea?"

"Her purpose," said the man in gray, "is threefold."

"What is the first purpose?"

"To destroy humanity's chance at physical immortality."

"And how can one child do that?" asked Lourdusamy.

"She is not a child, nor even human," said Albedo. "She is the sp.a.w.n of a tailored cybrid. The persona of her cybrid father interfaced with her when she was in her mother's womb. Her mind and body have been interwoven with rogue elements of the Core since before birth."

"But how can she steal humanity's gift of immortality?" insisted Lourdusamy.

"Her blood," said Albedo. "She can spread a virus that destroys the cruciform."

"A literal virus?"

"Yes. But not a natural one. It was tailored by the rogue elements of the Core. The virus is a form of nanotech pestilence."

"But there are hundreds of billions of born-again Christians in the Pax," said Lourdusamy, his tone that of a lawyer leading his witness. "How could one child pose a threat to so many? Does the virus spread from victim to victim?"

Albedo sighed. "As far as we can tell, the virus becomes contagious once the cruciform has died. Those who have been denied resurrection through contact with Aenea will spread the virus to others. Also, those who have never carried a cruciform can be vectors for this virus."

"Is there any cure? Any immunization?" queried Lourdusamy.

"None," said Albedo. "The Humanists have attempted for three centuries to create countermeasures. But because the Aenea virus is a form of autonomous nanotech, it designs its own optimum mutation vector. Our defenses can never catch up to it. Perhaps with our own legions of nanotech colonies released within humanity we could someday catch up with the Aenea virus and defeat it, but we Humanists abhor nanotechnology. And the sad fact is that all nanotech life is out of our control-out of anyone's control. The essence of nanotech life's evolution is autonomy, self-will, and goals which have nothing to do with those of the harboring life-form."

"Humanity, you mean," said Lourdusamy.

"Precisely."

"Aenea's first goal," said Cardinal Lourdusamy, "or to be more precise-the first goal of her Core rogue element creators-is to destroy all cruciforms and thus destroy human resurrection."

"Yes."

"You mentioned three goals. What are the other two?"

"The second goal is to destroy the Church and the Pax...that is, all current human civilization," said Albedo. "When the Aenea virus spreads, when resurrection is denied...with farcasters still not functional and the Gideon drive impractical for single life-span humans...that second goal will be accomplished. Humanity will return to the balkanized tribalism which followed the Fall."

"And the third goal?" said Lourdusamy.

"The final goal is actually this Core element's original goal," said Councillor Albedo. "The destruction of the human species."

It was CEO Anna Pelli Cognani who shouted. "That's impossible! Even the destruction...kidnapping...of Old Earth or the Fall of the Farcasters did not wipe out humanity. Our species is too far-flung for such extinction. Too many worlds. Too many cultures."

Albedo was nodding, but sadly. "That was true. Was Was. But the Aenea Plague will spread almost everywhere. The cruciform-killing viruses will have mutated to new stages. Human DNA will have been invaded everywhere. With the fall of the Pax, the Ousters will invade again...this time successfully. They have long since succ.u.mbed to nanotech mutation. They are no longer human. With no Church or Pax or Pax Fleet to protect humanity, the Ousters will seek out those pockets of surviving human DNA and infect them with the nanotech plague. The human species...as we have known it and as the Church has sought to protect it...will cease to exist within a few standard years."

"And what will succeed it?" asked Cardinal Lourdusamy in a low rumble.

"No one knows," said Albedo softly. "Not even Aenea or the Ousters or the rogue elements of the Core who have released this final plague. The nanotech life-form colonies will evolve according to their own agenda, fashioning the human form to their own whims, and only they will be in control of their destiny. But that destiny will no longer be human."