Slaves to the Metal Horde
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Johnny Hope knew the robot armies had been created to serve Man. But war and a plague had destroyed civilization, leaving humans as—Slaves To The Metal Horde
Stephen Marlowe
Stephen Marlowe (1928–2008) was the author of more than fifty novels, including nearly two dozen featuring globe-trotting private eye Chester Drum. Born Milton Lesser, Marlowe was raised in Brooklyn and attended the College of William and Mary. After several years writing science fiction under his given name, he legally adopted his pen name, and began focusing on Chester Drum, the Washington-based detective who first appeared in The Second Longest Night (1955). Although a private detective akin to Raymond Chandler’s characters, Drum was distinguished by his jet-setting lifestyle, which carried him to various exotic locales from Mecca to South America. These espionage-tinged stories won Marlowe acclaim, and he produced more than one a year before ending the series in 1968. After spending the 1970s writing suspense novels like The Summit (1970) and The Cawthorn Journals (1975), Marlowe turned to scholarly historical fiction. He lived much of his life abroad, in Switzerland, Spain, and France, and died in Virginia in 2008.
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Slaves to the Metal Horde - Stephen Marlowe
Table of Contents
SLAVES TO THE METAL HORDE
COPYRIGHT INFORMATION
INTRODUCTION
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
SLAVES TO THE METAL HORDE
MILTON LESSER
COPYRIGHT INFORMATION
Copyright © 2021 by Wildside Press LLC.
Originally published in Imagination Stories of Science and Fantasy, June 1954.
Published by Wildside Press LLC.
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INTRODUCTION
Stephen Marlowe was the pseudonym of Milton Lesser (1928-2008), an American author of science fiction, mystery novels, and fictional autobiographies
of historical figures such as Goya, Christopher Columbus, Miguel de Cervantes, and Edgar Allan Poe. He legally changed his name to Marlowe when his detective series featuring Chester Drum—created in 1955 with The Second Longest Night and concluding in 1968 with Drumbeat Marianne—became his most successful endeavor. As the New York Times wrote in his obituary, Chester drum was known familiarly as Chet...a tough unmarried ex-cop who kept a bottle in his office and a .357 Magnum at his side. Based in Washington, he took on cases involving international intrigue that in nearly two dozen novels took him to exotic locales around the globe.
Marlowe also wrote as Adam Chase, Andrew Frazer, C.H. Thames, Jason Ridgway, Stephen Wilder, and Ellery Queen.
He attended the College of William & Mary, earning his degree in philosophy, marrying Leigh Lang soon after graduating. He was drafted into the United States Army and served during the Korean War. He and his wife divorced during 1962. With his second wife, Ann, he lived in Williamsburg, Virginia until his death in 2008 from myelodysplastic syndrome, a bone-marrow disorder.
He was awarded the French Prix Gutenberg du Livre during 1988 for The Memoirs of Christopher Columbus, and during 1997 he was awarded a Life Achievement Award by the Private Eye Writers of America. He also served on the board of directors of the Mystery Writers of America.
As Milton Lesser, he was a popular and prolific contributor to science fiction pulp magazines. Slaves of the Metal Horde, with its sensational title and action-adventure, humans-vs-robots theme, is typical of his early work.
Enjoy!
—John Betancourt
Cabin John, Maryland
CHAPTER 1
Johnny Hope backed off warily, retreating toward the sun-dried creek bed, a jagged brown scar across the parched grassland. He carried no weapon and as the others closed in about him in a tightening semi-circle his eyes darted furtively in all directions. But all the faces were stamped, as from a mold, with uncompromising hostility.
Johnny licked his lips and said, I want to bury them. Let me bury them and then I’ll go. I promise.
DeReggio, the mayor, brandished his club—which was an old rifle stock with half the jagged, corroded barrel forming a handle. Go,
he said. He took a long stride toward Johnny, then changed his mind when the youth held his ground. They cannot be buried, Johnny Hope. You know your parents must be burned as the law dictates.
Blinking sweat from his eyes, Johnny felt the sun scorching down through the glaring midsummer heat-haze. It was the last wish of my father,
he said softly, his voice hardly more than a whisper. That I should take them forth from the village and bury them with a prayer for their Christian souls.
No!
DeReggio bellowed. He was a great-chested man with sloping shoulders and almost no neck. We cannot deliver their bodies to you. We cannot let you come back into Hamilton Village and take them, for you comforted them in their last hours and are therefore a victim of the Plague yourself.
He pointed with the rifle stock toward the far hills, purple with distance. Go.
Johnny shook his head, planting his feet firmly, wiping sweat-dampened hands on the worn fabric of his denim trousers. Then he held his palms up and said, Where? Where is the Plague?
You’ve been contaminated.
Nearly the entire village had gathered behind their mayor now, and the mutterings were angry. When Johnny began to walk toward them, his hands outstretched to show no plague scars marked their skin, someone hurled a stone. Instinctively, Johnny hunched his shoulder and caught the missile on his collar bone. It jarred him and left an angry red mark where the capillaries had burst beneath the skin.
Staggering back toward the creek bed, Johnny was felled by a fusillade of stones. He crouched on all fours at the edge of the dry brown earth, head spinning, vision blurring with pain. He expected more stones to usher in the final blackness, but when he could again see clearly, DeReggio’s muscle-corded legs straddled him and the mayor cried, Enough! Let Johnny Hope depart with his life.
It was a brave gesture DeReggio had made, approaching within inches of Johnny, whose parents had been slain by the Plague. But DeReggio and Johnny’s father had been close friends all their lives and had fought together in the last days of World War III before the Plague brought warfare—and civilization to an abrupt halt.
Johnny forced himself upright on trembling legs. I thank you for my life,
he said, but not for how you treat your dead companion-in-arms.
The color drained from DeReggio’s olive-skinned face. Think what you will, Johnny. Think it but go while you still can. And remember that our first concern is with the living. The dead are beyond recall and the Plague victims can spread carnage in their wake. You know I loved your father like a brother, and your mother….
DeReggio and Johnny’s dead mother were cousins, had been raised together under the same roof in the long-gone days before the War. Except for Johnny himself, the death of his parents could have disturbed no one more than DeReggio.
All right,
said Johnny. I’ll go.
There was a loud sucking in of breaths—relief—from the crowd. But first I have this to say. I have visited the old, ruined cities. I have seen Philadelphia on its river and once I went north as far as New York, the great stumps of its buildings coming right down to the water’s edge on the island called Manhattan. I have seen these things and although I am young I tell you this: we will not return to our greatness unless we strike out boldly instead of sitting, huddled in fear, at the thought of the Plague.
It is what his father always said,
someone whispered from the edge of the crowd.
The Robots will cure the Plague,
someone else, a woman, declared.
Johnny laughed and had never heard such a sound before, from his lips or any others. The Robots will cure nothing,
he said. Has anyone here ever seen the Robots?
The faltering wave of sound from the crowd was in the negative.
I have seen them,
Johnny told his people, with whom he could no longer live. My father wanted it that way. He sent me to the cities and to the mysterious places between the cities, the gleaming, white-surfaced roads which we use no longer, to see the Robots. And I tell you this: they will not cure the Plague. If anything they’ll spread it.
A hushed silence fell, like a pall, on the assembly. None of them had ever seen the Robots, but that was because it is not proper for a mortal to see a deity.