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Darth Vader In A Red Tie

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    After the soul of Darth Vader was destroyed by lightning, it entered the most ordinary pioneer Vasya Panteleev from the pioneer camp "Burevestnik". The black lord and sith tries to return his former abilities in the dark side of the force, but every now and then the body of an ordinary twelve-year-old boy fails him. And then vampires appear in the camp. And what happens to the black lord when the knowledge and abilities in the dark side of the force are joined by the abilities of a vampire and altered flesh? Perestroika is raging in the country, the first congress of people's deputies is taking place, and the mighty sith in the body of a pioneer vampire sees his chance, and the adventures become exciting.
  DARTH VADER IN A RED TIE
  ANNOTATION
  After the soul of Darth Vader was destroyed by lightning, it entered the most ordinary pioneer Vasya Panteleev from the pioneer camp "Burevestnik". The black lord and sith tries to return his former abilities in the dark side of the force, but every now and then the body of an ordinary twelve-year-old boy fails him. And then vampires appear in the camp. And what happens to the black lord when the knowledge and abilities in the dark side of the force are joined by the abilities of a vampire and altered flesh? Perestroika is raging in the country, the first congress of people's deputies is taking place, and the mighty sith in the body of a pioneer vampire sees his chance, and the adventures become exciting.
  PROLOGUE
  His son Luke Skywalker was dying under the blows of Emperor Palpatine's lightning. In a fit of emotion, Darth Vader grabbed the Emperor and threw him into a tunnel, where Lord Sidious exploded. But before that, he managed to deliver a fatal blow to the black lord with Force lightning. Darth Vader's flesh ceased to exist, but his spirit was freed. And it rushed with incredible speed through space and time.
  Darth Vader had no power over his spirit. He could not control his movement, as well as other dead people. That's how many enemies tyrants have, whom they kill by the millions. But for some reason souls do not come to them and do not bite into their throats. Indeed, the spirit goes to another world. And what happens to it is a great mystery. A mystery beyond understanding, and different religions interpret it in all the diversity of human fantasies and thoughts.
  In any case, Darth Vader did not vanish and disappear without a trace. His spirit moved somewhere. He was twisted and thrown between dimensions and time streams.
  Then the planet Earth appeared. A blue ball, and the soul of the black lord rushed towards it.
  Then everything around sparkled. And real, colored waves like a tsunami floated. Such incredible overlaps began. And they, like whirlwinds of fluff, swirled the spirit of Darth Vader.
  Then the black lord suddenly felt peace. And an extraordinary lightness.
  After which, his soul rushed into someone"s incomprehensible and incomprehensible flesh.
  Lightning flashed for the umpteenth time, and again there were sensations that were difficult to describe in words. Then Darth Vader felt very tired and fell into a deep sleep.
  . CHAPTER No 1.
  Perestroika was raging. The party's authority had already been shaken, and in many regions popular fronts had appeared, and people were already at rallies, there were clashes and casualties. Not many yet. But there were already doubts in many minds: was Lenin right or wrong? Was socialism the right choice, or was capitalism better? But the red idea and the Soviet power were not dead yet. Red flags and portraits of Lenin still hung in the Burevestnik pioneer camp.
  True, the pioneers are no longer marching to the beat of a drum, and many no longer wear red ties. Vaska Panteleev, however, still wears one. He is a rather inconspicuous boy. A rather nice-looking boy, moderately athletic, of average height for a twelve-year-old, fair-haired and nice-looking. But not so much as to be conspicuous.
  And the times are already changing to more daring ones. Here are two older guys, they flew up to Vaska and knocked him down with a shout:
  - Get lost, little brat !
  The fair-haired boy fell. And jumped up, shaking his fist, muttering something unintelligible.
  After that, the boy walked on. Vaska took and turned into the computer room. The regime in the pioneer camp had already become somewhat more liberal.
  Vaska went into the arcade. The games are not too complicated yet, but they are quite interesting. You can already shoot, and shoot very accurately. The boy started playing a shooter for Robocop. The silhouette shoots, jumps. The graphics are still simple, but still interesting. And this is for the combat incentive. Robocop shot and shot down targets. And soldiers, and insects, and tigers, and many others - an aggressive action game.
  Vaska played, passing four levels. But the fifth level was very difficult, and the young pioneer boy did not pass it.
  The young player was forced to take a break and go to lunch. His friend Seryozhka jumped up to him and remarked:
  - After lunch you will be able to watch the first congress of people's deputies. And it will be cool!
  Vaska laughed and answered:
  - Adult uncles, or to a lesser extent aunties, will seriously discuss how to catch up and overtake America.
  Seryozhki chuckled and noted:
  - Maybe then Japan would be better! It's cooler that way!
  The boy in the red tie, Panteleev, remarked:
  - But there hasn"t been any normal sausage in the stores for a long time, and in recent weeks even butter has disappeared.
  Seryozhki chuckled and noted:
  - It's like in that joke. They brought portraits: Brezhnev with orders and Gorbachev with coupons.
  The boys took it and hit each other with their fists and laughed.
  After that we headed to the canteen. There were no problems with food in the Moscow region camp. Only soap in the children's washbasin became scarce. This is a real problem. You have to knead, either with your own soap or just with water, warm water is still available.
  Vaska noticed:
  - There was the decline of the Roman Empire, now the Soviet one. In the Roman Empire, everything ended with its conquest by barbarians and collapse, and what awaits the USSR?
  Seryozhka shrugged his shoulders and replied:
  - I don"t know ... But maybe everything will work out. There will be a congress, reforms will be carried out, and life will become better for us.
  The boy philosopher remarked with a sigh:
  - The legend is fresh, but hard to believe. Besides, when so many people are in one place, expect squabbles and fighting rather than anything constructive.
  The boys entered the dining room. The children were actively pushing each other at the counter. Some even tried to spit, although the pioneer leaders were shouting at them. Yes, indeed, the decline of discipline was already evident. Vaska and Seryozhka shoulder to shoulder began to make their way to the counter. The boys were not weak, but not strong either, but average, or slightly above average strength. But they somehow squeezed through. The choice of dishes became poorer. But bananas appeared. Cooperatives began to import them from Africa to sanatoriums. And at least thank you for that.
  And there was also a Japanese TV with a big screen. And while they were eating, they were showing a VCR with an American action movie. As always in American action movies, there are a lot of fights, blood, shooting and muscular jocks. And also karate moves . And what, children of pioneer age like this. Also another plus of the coming new era. In addition to bananas, the guys grabbed a Snickers bar each. After that, they tried to sit closer to the screen and enjoy the action movie.
  It would be nice if the other boys didn't push and swear, some of them swearing. And some of the pioneers were already using their fists.
  By the way, under the portrait of Lenin hangs a poster with Arnold Schwarzenegger. And this, of course, looks comical. The children are making noise, and the counselors can no longer cope. A tall boy, Vitalik, shouted:
  - We have publicity and freedom of speech!
  And he punched the puny boy in the face. He fell down. The pioneer boys and girls laughed. That it was really funny and cheerful.
  Vaska muttered in annoyance:
  Children as stupid as corks,
  They are drawn into the net...
  That's where they end their lives,
  They can't escape back!
  Seryozhka giggled and chirped:
  - Yes, otherwise our people will not understand pluralism!
  The pioneer leaders, boys and girls, grabbed the hooligan and pushed him out of the dining room.
  This is how the showdown went. The boys quickly finished their portions. And hurried to leave the dining room.
  A restless place. And it's not too good and comfortable. And in general it's some kind of chaos - the pioneers no longer march in formation. And they laugh at the red ties.
  Here one of the bigger guys approached a pioneer of about ten years old. And asked him with a grin:
  - Do you love your homeland?
  The boy nodded in agreement:
  - I love!
  A thug of about thirteen grabbed him by the ends of his tie and yanked with all his might, pulling the red fabric off. The boy wheezed, the tie literally strangling him.
  And the hooligan boy roared:
  - Love even more!
  Continuing to strangle him further. This is real trash . But he behaves in a typical gopnik manner. And at the same time, he has a completely idiotic laugh, which only the violently insane have.
  Seryozhka threw a paper bag at the hooligan. He hit him in the back, but the young bully didn't even notice. Now that's really funny. The Octobrist molecules started making faces.
  The bully rushed at them. The children began to run in different directions. And it was very funny. And they made faces .
  Vaska and Seryozhka headed to the computer room. It was paid, but with a camp discount. And they still needed to find a free seat. Now that was pretty good. Vaska was watching the newest game, Star Wars. There , indeed, the padawan boy is initially armed with only a light blaster. But then, from level to level, he acquires weapons, armor, and abilities. Now that's funny, let's say. The boy in the game is wearing only a kimono and is barefoot. And the graphics are pretty decent, colorful. And the music is playing, you can hear the screams of enemies being killed. Cool, of course! But there are also a lot of people who want to play this game. There was a line. Vaska decided to play a more popular game , Tanks. Here, you first collect stars, and it's even better if you get a pistol. Then your weapon becomes stronger, it pounds concrete, which enemy machines are not able to take. If you also put on a water shirt, the shells will even mow down forests. True, there is a danger, you can destroy your own headquarters.
  But the game is exciting, and you move from mission to mission. There are also mines that can blow up all the tanks.
  Seryozhka played in Chip and Dale. This is also an extremely interesting and combat game. In it, cartoon characters throw or boxes, of which there are many, but they can also hit with an apple , thus moving from level to level. And it must be said that it is funny. Moreover, Seryozhka played together with another boy, who chose Dale. Well, it is very funny to go through level after level together. And they move like this together. So that at the end of the first level they meet one easier monster , and in the second level they meet a more difficult one. Which is also funny.
  For example, a monster with a vacuum cleaner - cool! And there are wonderful and very exciting games here.
  The boys got carried away playing and it looked really cool . Like cartoons.
  Vaska controlled the tanks. He already had experience in this game and did a good job. And he pressed the joystick buttons so dashingly. Yes, that's progress. Which comes like an explosive avalanche, and literally covers everyone.
  Vaska placed his tank with a powerful gun in front of the headquarters. And started to crush the tanks that jumped out in the middle. Moreover, the boy was hitting a little from the side, in order to shovel the maximum number of enemies. But at the same time, so that the enemy would not fall on the headquarters with terrible force. This is such a figurative massacre.
  Vaska plays, bares his face and sings:
  Our tanks are not afraid of dirt,
  The boy always knew how to fight...
  If a car is heading towards you,
  So it will be complete crap!
  This is how such an awkward, and at the same time, fascinating game went. With a powerful weapon after a few stars and a pistol, you should be careful not to destroy your own headquarters.
  Vaska remembered that during the Second World War, the Germans had powerful tanks, but they were too heavy, with poor driving characteristics. And this created problems for the Fritzes. Especially with the "Maus" - a machine weighing one hundred and eighty-eight tons - what a monster!
  The boy laughed and gave the enemy a full blast. His tank took a hit and the water jacket flew off. Oh well, new ones appear from time to time, and they should be grabbed.
  And Seryozhka had already passed several levels. His partner was rolled up, and the boy played alone. When he passed another level, a goose appeared in front of him. And letting him throw sixes. Only with such a detail can he be penetrated. And even then you have to hit it ten times. And at the same time, do not forget to dodge yourself.
  The boy confidently pressed the joystick buttons and jumped over a cartoon chipmunk with beautiful graphics. It went and looked very funny. Just something unusual and outstanding.
  Seryozhka smiled and twitched. But then Dale got hit by a cogwheel. And one scarlet heart disappeared from the lives. Yes, this is really the level to go for. There is a risk of losing here.
  The pioneer boy squeaked in a thin voice:
  Even if the game is not according to the rules,
  And the enemy is cool, of course...
  We'll break through to the finish line, sucker ,
  And let us reign with all our hearts!
  And he answered, hitting the goose. He winked blue and continued shooting. Yes, the showdown was serious. This really turned out so great .
  Vaska continued to play tanks. Usually in each mission the enemy has twenty vehicles. Some are heavy - you need four hits to shoot them down, and some are medium, two hits. And it's very beautiful. And something like this is extremely beautiful.
  Vaska plays, and does it with enthusiasm, even great enthusiasm. Here he is, a boy, and he plays like that. He feels inspired, and the enemy tanks burn.
  This really does evoke quite a few feelings and a change of mind.
  Another boy fights in the air, controlling a plane. And tries to shoot down the advancing enemies.
  The boy sings enthusiastically:
  I make a new turn,
  I am now an executioner, not a pilot...
  I bend over the sight,
  And the missiles rush towards the target,
  There's another run ahead!
  Vaska winks back and shouts:
  - My fantastic, tank power! And armor power!
  This is how children play here... An idyllic picture. Although sometimes you can hear swearing. How is it possible here without it?
  Seryozhka, like Sharikov, exclaims:
  - Do not use obscene language!
  And this sounds extremely, let's say, funny and scary. Which is even very menacing.
  The boy remembered how he had written an interesting story. In it, a boy invented some kind of device that turned any metal into gold. And it turned out to be extremely cool. But then the police became interested in him. They handcuffed the boy, shaved his head bald, and locked him in a cell. And there were a dozen other not very well-behaved boys there.
  And the toilet stinks, and it's a bit cold, and the beds are hard, and the mattresses are thin. And during the interrogation, the policemen tore off the boy's sneakers and socks and started beating him on his bare, round heels with rubber truncheons. Yes, Seryozhka, in general, gave a simple plot, but the story was liked, and it was published in one school magazine. Moreover, the topic of prisons and police brutality has become fashionable.
  And then it all started. Seryozhka even became a star for five minutes. But in any case, Vaska envied his friend. Here he is, Vaska, so ordinary and run-of-the-mill. Even his hair was not white. Like a natural blond. It was light gray, like the fur of a hare. And Vaska was even teased at school: little gray bunny.
  The only thing . What Vaska did better than others was run. Yes, he could do that, and that's why he would easily run away from hooligans if necessary.
  They even wanted to send him to the Olympic reserve school: after all, there are athletes who run.
  But something hasn't worked out yet. Although Vaska's parents were all for it . After all, at the Olympic Reserve School the state feeds you and feeds you well, I must say. You don't have to spend money on raising a child. But as they say, when you really want something, you often get less.
  And Vaska himself wasn't really eager to go there. It was like living in a boarding school for athletic kids, and under a strict regime - training twice a day, studying and little free time. And the boxing kids could just punch you in the face . And the older kids were terrorizing the younger ones. Troubled times were coming, and hazing in the army was on the rise, and crime and outright banditry had come to sports schools. And now a couple of older kids had taken Vaska and pushed him out from behind the computer.
  And, of course, they hit me on the back of the head with a fist and cursed me. Everything around was filled with the era of chaos, rebellion, chaos, rapidly growing crime and the mafia raising its head.
  Vaska tried to struggle, and received a blinding punch to the face. And an impressive bruise appeared under the boy's eye.
  The boy, without thinking twice, took off running and raced through the camp like a goat.
  And the hooligans sat down at the computer and started shooting at each other from tanks. Which is also extremely funny. They pressed the joystick buttons and laughed like crazy. And the game turned out to be very funny, interesting and tense.
  Both tanks fired at each other. And exploded, then new machines appeared.
  Seryozhka also flew out. It was difficult in a duel with a cat that threw playing cards. Moreover, the cat kept jumping out of the line of fire, and it was difficult to hit him. The target is not stable.
  Seryozhka jumped around a bit, and eventually they knocked him out. After that, according to the unwritten rules, they had to give up the computer to others. Indeed, there are a lot of children, and there aren't enough PCs for everyone. And the games here are the newest and very interesting.
  The boy left the computer room. And went on. Cell phones were just starting to appear, and Seryozhka didn't have any. But there was the opportunity, for example, to simply ride on a swing. And for free. And it would be a sin not to take advantage of it.
  The boy did so. The girl with the red tie on her neck also got on the swing with them. They squatted and dropped together. It was terribly funny.
  Seryozhka sang with delight, and the girl picked up:
  Somewhere in the month of April,
  The snow is melting in the old park...
  And the merry swings begin their run,
  Forgetting about everything in the world,
  My heart sank in my chest,
  Only sky, only wind,
  Only joy lies ahead!
  Flying higher than the spruce,
  Knowing no obstacles...
  Winged swing,
  They fly, they fly, they fly!
  Winged swing,
  They fly, they fly, they fly!
  Vaska, meanwhile, is on an attraction with cars with rubber sides. And the boys collide and butt each other every now and then. A real goat fight is going on. And you can't pass by. This is a real duel.
  Vaska, pushing the car, feels that someone is throwing a rolled-up piece of paper at him. The boy responds. And the clashes become more vicious. The boys even start spitting. Which makes it even funnier.
  What a brawl is going on here. Vaska started singing furiously:
  On a pioneer hike, don't be weak,
  Even though the path is difficult when there is a war!
  For the glory of the Motherland - the Holy Power,
  After all, faith is important even for a boy!
    
  Just recently the sky was peaceful,
  The ears of corn blossomed like gold in the field!
  But Hitler stuck his pig's snout in our faces,
  May God grant him to reach the grave!
    
  We gather for the march to the sound of a bugle,
  But our path is in the rear of the Wehrmacht.
  The proud people of the radiant Fatherland,
  All together we are in a state of angry rage!
    
  Here comes autumn, a sharp wind,
  But don't put on your shoes yet!
  I told my friend: run until we meet again,
  The army of pioneers knows how to fight!
    
  We send trains down the slopes,
  And from ambush we hit the columns!
  The children ran barefoot through the snow ,
  And behind us, the shepherds are roaring!
    
  In the frost, one fire covered us,
  To at least take the edge off the cold!
  To dispel the darkness that Rus' covered with evil,
  Restore the broken thread!
    
    ABOUT Jesus , Lord of the Holy Land,
  You promised grace to the nations!
  Now even the word mercy seems somehow wild,
  All around there is only stone, metal in the cold!
    
  After all, even roses freeze in the cold,
  But the heart, if the holy God lives!
  Then the age-old ice floes will melt,
  And the sweetest honey will flow in the rivers!
    
  Let us throw off the chains of tyranny from our Fatherland,
  A proud man will straighten his shoulders!
  In freedom we are, of course, the happiest of all,
  Pick up the speed, run towards the distant stars!
  That's how Vaska sang with great passion, and pushing his car. And the children clapped their hands, and it was very fun. And even very funny and beautiful.
  Vaska came out of the hall, and looked very impudent. The boy felt good. And even jumped.
  And he even threw off his sandals and socks and began to slap around barefoot. His bare heels flashed.
  The pioneer felt very aggressive and began to sing again with great passion:
  There is an attack on the wolves,
  Under the howl of the blizzard, the clatter of steel!
  fools into ashes ,
  So firmly in the forehead, we are not sad!
    
  And it will play between the bones,
  Guitar of fierce class death,
  And will wait for dashing guests
  And will bring great news,
  And luckily it will disappear, gay!
  Merry wind! Merry wind!
    
  After all, you won"t find a tougher army,
  Anyone who has been hit hard, believe me, knows!
  And you know, there is no easy way,
  Like a pawn galloping towards a queen,
  Only a smart checkmate is given in time trouble!
    
  And we will declare a formidable shah,
  Let the Russian step be quick!
  Forward, Russia, attack in close formation!
  Then the defeated shah runs away,
  Let him feel the donkey,
  And the Russian guy will forever fly as a hero!
    
  Let's bake some pies for victory,
  We will collect the debts, jokingly...
  And may luck be with us forever!
  Help the weak,
  And don"t be shy when enemies are coming,
  Let us raise the banner of the Fatherland higher!
  So the boy sang very well. But his voice is not very good. But he has an ear. But he doesn't have a voice, so he is not very appreciated in music schools.
  The boy was splashing his bare feet on the sand, but it was great and cool.
  Seryozhka got pumped up with a girl on the ride. And he started running, as if jogging.
  The girl took off her sandals and ran along with Seryozhka, her bare heels flashing. Well, how beautiful it all is.
  But then Seryozhka bumped into Vaska. Both boys extended their hands and shook them.
  Seryozhka noted with a chuckle:
  - And you, I see, want to be a street child!
  Vaska noted:
  - It's gotten hot. And the sand tickles your heels. Well, isn't that funny?
  The boys clashed with their fists. And it was very funny.
  The girl noted with a smile:
  - Yes, boys, maybe we should get some ice cream?
  Seryozhka giggled and chirped:
  - Maybe that's a good idea! Let's buy it now.
  And two boys and a girl, flashing their bare heels, ran to the stall. The children were very cheerful. And they grinned at each other.
  Then Vaska got a portion of ice cream with strawberries at the kiosk, and Seryozhka and the girl got some with chocolate. It didn't cost much. And it was very good.
  The children ate ice cream and talked to each other.
  Seryozhka noted with a smile:
  - But for now we are still alive.
  Vaska tweeted:
  And we live as it turns out,
  Well, a little worse than a currency dealer,
  Well, a little worse than the Politburo,
  But we still live!
  The girl giggled and noted:
  - Well, the congress has gathered, and what's the point? No one will propose anything constructive.
  Seryozhka noticed:
  - What could be constructive? Adopt a five-year plan: catch up and overtake America! Or something else...
  The girls giggled:
  - It will be funny to overtake Japan!
  Vaska noticed:
  - We need a second Pinochet. It would be a strong and decisive move.
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  The greatness of the country,
  First World Powers...
  Stronger than Satan,
  Stronger than Pinochet!
  The boy took his soles and collided with them and hit each other. And it was deadly, even though it was pretend .
  The children wittily noted, saying in chorus:
  - It's fun to walk together through the open spaces,
  Across the vast expanses, across the vast expanses...
  And of course it"s better to sing a song in chorus,
  Better in chorus, better in chorus!
  The children then finished their ice cream. And Vaska suggested:
  - Let's go to the pool. We'll swim there. Everything will be much better.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - That's a good idea. We'll have time to swim before dinner. We have all the aces in our hands.
  The girl giggled and remarked:
  - Perestroika is perestroika, but our swimming pool hasn"t fallen apart yet!
  Vaska nodded and chirped:
  - While the goblin was shaving, the ghoul disappeared. I can't understand why he did that...
  The children headed, their bare heels kicking up dust, to the pool. You can swim here for free.
  They were in a cheerful mood. And very mischievous , and they wanted to have more fun than anyone else.
  The boys first took a shower and then rushed to splash around. And the girl joined them. A lot of boys and girls splashed, jumped out, threw balls at each other.
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  - Balls, balls, balls - the frisky bunnies are jumping!
  The children jumped up and down and, as always, laughed a lot. Yes, it really was so funny to the point of colic.
  After which the signal sounded that it was time for dinner. Food is included in the price of the trip, and it is not profitable to skip it.
  The children dried themselves with towels and got dressed. Their hair was still wet. Seryozhka said:
  - There lived a absent-minded man, he climbed out of the pool!
  The children did put on shoes when they went to the canteen. It would have been scary and embarrassing to go there barefoot. But that goes without saying. There were fights and brawls in the canteen again. The boys were spitting, pulling the girls' pigtails. And there was a wild din.
  Vaska Panteleev sang:
  - May God grant us fewer lacerations,
  When there is a big fight...
  May God grant us more different countries,
  Without losing his own, however!
  Somehow, the three of them, having grouped together, the children broke through to the counter. And they got punched in the face and back. After that, they took some porridge with bananas and a couple of oranges. The cooperatives brought different tasty things from Africa to the pioneer camp. And there was something to eat. But there was no meat in sight. And the kids also took some juice. Working with their fists , they broke through to the table. And they sat down there.
  Seryozhka noted with a sad smile:
  - Yes, the gang has gone wild . That's what it's all led to. Perestroika, as they say, is reaching a dead end!
  Vaska tweeted:
  Life is a stupid mistake,
  Her stupidity is great...
  There is a way out of the labyrinth,
  From any dead end!
  The girl giggled and noted:
  - Yes, this culture is nonsense for boys, but the muscles - yes, yes, yes, yes!
  The food was exotic, but not particularly filling. The boys felt uncomfortable. Fights broke out at the tables every now and then. Of course, childish , light, with fists being thrown. But overall, everything was going extremely nasty .
  The camp was turning from a pioneer camp into some kind of bandit camp. This is really some kind of murderous passage. The children, however, were talking.
  Vaska took it and asked:
  - Do you think Schwarzenegger will beat Bruce Lee ? Just imagine a mountain of muscles, a big mass against the sinewy, agile and technical Bruce.
  Seryozhka laughed and answered with a chuckle:
  - Schwarzenegger versus Bruce Lee ? Arnold won't fight him with his fists. He'll take a deadly machine gun and riddle this short and agile Chinese man. That's how the fight will end.
  The girl laughed and remarked:
  - What if Bruce Lee and Van Damme fight? That would be really, I think, great !
  Vaska noted with a smile:
  - Bruce Lee is gone. And he's been gone for quite some time. But Dolph Lundgren and Jean Claude Van Damme are alive and still young. Now if they fought each other, it would be much more interesting. Especially considering that one of them played Ivan Drago and the other Ivan Krushilo . It's funny, two bad Russians fighting each other.
  Seryozhka, having dodged , When another boy threw a banana peel at him, he replied:
  - I think Lundgren would beat Van Dam. After all, Dolph Lundgren is the US karate champion . And Van Dam is a bodybuilder and amateur karateka, not a professional athlete. And Dolph is bigger and more powerful. So, I would bet on Ivan Drago. Although, of course, the fight in this case would be serious.
  The girl noted with a smile:
  - When the movie Rocky Four was being filmed, Sylvester Stallone tried to fight Lundgren, and after a few blows from the Scandinavian, the famous actor was taken to the hospital. Yes, it's funny in its own way.
  Vaska noticed:
  - What's funny is that the man was taken to the hospital. And it must be said that it's extremely funny that the bodybuilder climbed professional karateka.
  Seryozhka stated:
  - Well, in the USSR there are no such strong fighters. More precisely, such artist-bodybuilders as Schwarzenegger or Lungren. Yes, this turned out to be very cool and stupid.
  The girl noted:
  - They couldn't even find a real bodybuilder for the role of Porthos. They put pillows under the fat guy. Which turned out to be extremely unsightly. What, there are no real bodybuilders?
  Vaska laughed and noted with a slight smile:
  - Yes, it's a shameful fact. They should have let a giant play Porthos Tony!
  Seryozhka finished his juice and answered:
  - It's noisy here. Let's get out of here!
  The children left the dining room, receiving slaps. It's not as stylish as before, it will be very rude on the neck if you stay late.
  The two boys and the girl reached the swing again. They began to swing on it, which resembled a sea swell. And it was very violent.
  The girl noted with a smile:
  - Bruce L was a great master. Do you think he died himself or was he poisoned by his competitors?
  Vaska replied:
  - There is a version that Bruce L killed the monk. Such a professional fighter that he struck with clots of energy that do not kill immediately, but after a few days. And it was an extremely cool effect. As if struck by lightning!
  Seryozhka grinned and noted with such a sweet smile:
  - Bruce was a great fighter and a movie actor at the same time. And he had such speed. I think bodybuilder Van Damme is no match for him. And what competitions did Jean Claude win? Did you actually see them?
  The girl laughed and noted:
  - I saw everything well. And it was killer. I mean the films of both Bruce Lee and Van Damme, so it turned out to be really cool! Especially where Bruce Lee fought a samurai with a sword. Well, that was not bad, and also when he fought with a whole army in the film "Way of the Dragon"!
  Vaska nodded:
  - Yes, "Way of the Dragon" is a great movie. And it turned out to be very interesting, and they pummeled the enemies without any mercy. With one blow Bruce L knocked down tall guys. Now that was truly an inimitable fighter.
  Seryozhka chirped with an innocent smile:
  - Now that would be really cool. I wish I could be like Bruce Lee . To do justice and protect the weak !
  The girl noted:
  - Yes, sometimes you think about what fools God gives power to! It would be better if good people and children had power!
  Vaska sang:
  - If I were physically strong,
  Like Arnold Schwarzenegger with Bruce Lee .
  I would be a very stylish fighter,
  Don't sit like a pig in the mud!
  Seryozhka noticed:
  - And you rhyme well. Vaska, it's in vain that they think you're a grey bunny. You're not so ordinary!
  The girl chirped:
  Vaska was once a genius,
  The princess was saved from vampires by...
  But the interest is material,
  Now it rules over us!
  Vaska enthusiastically picked up:
  - I'll tell everyone a secret, I'll tell you the truth,
  I serve whoever pays more!
  Seryozhka winked at his vis-à-vis and chirped:
  - It is impossible to become happy without money. I think you all understand this.
  Vaska asked with a smile:
  - How about saying: don"t have a hundred rubles, have a hundred friends!?
  The girl laughed and replied :
  - A hundred friends? Do you even have to feed them? And entertain them, and please them, which is also scary. How long can you communicate - your heads will split, as if you have a hangover. And it will not be so much joyful, as it will actually be a pain in the ass!
  Seryozhka noted with a sigh:
  - Yes, friends can help later. But they will also wear out almost all the nerves in a calm time. Not for us, of course, but rather for our parents. And it is very beautiful and cool, which turned out to be stupid to some extent!
  Vaska remarked with a smile:
  - You tell us, we will answer,
  What children need most of all...
  Guns, rifles, machine guns,
  Tin soldiers!
  But I am sure of one thing,
  What we need most is friends!
  Seryozhka giggled with a smile:
  - Yes, friends are really cool!
  The girl noted with a very sly look:
  's very interesting to be like Bruce Lee ! I was in awe of such a boy. Who could beat up hooligans, put them down by the dozens. And establish justice all over the world!
  Vaska giggled and sang:
  Who rushes to battle at night,
  Conquering evil...
  A sharp sword and a strong shield,
  Black wing!
  And the children started stamping their feet in unison, and it was really beautiful and cool.
  Seryozhka took it and remarked with a smile:
  - Is this in the style of the black cloak? Who shouted: - Come on, get going! Or, breathe gas, villain!
  Vaska nodded:
  - Something like that! By the way, the black cloak was short, but very cool!
  The girl nodded:
  - Maybe we'll just start howling , and everything will be much cooler! Now let's get off!
  The children jumped off the swings, it was getting dark. Soon it would be time to go to their rooms. And this could lead to additional problems. The night in the pioneer camp is not very calm. The kids could have a dark night. Or, even worse, get drunk and start a fight in a drunken stupor.
  Even now, pioneers in red ties smoke cigarettes like steam locomotives and don"t really hide.
  Seryozhka grimaced and remarked:
  - What a disgusting thing this cigarette is! A complete and disgusting poison !
  Vaska sang with a sigh:
  Columbus discovered America,
  The sailor was brave...
  But at the same time he taught,
  The whole world smokes tobacco!
  
  He lit the pipe of peace,
  With the Indian chief, you know...
  The vile nicotine is ruining you,
  On a global scale!
  
  The Ministry of Health warns
  Smoking is poison...
  Tobacco, like the evil Cain,
  Guilty of murders !
  Seryozhka grinned and noted:
  - And you did a pretty good job of distorting the song from the cartoon "Treasure Island". It looks extremely funny!
  The girl corrected:
  - Why extremely? Maybe it's just funny?
  Vaska chuckled and remarked:
  - Funny is not even the word, it"s grotesque!
  Seryozhka laughed:
  - You use such tricky words. This turned out very beautifully. Grotesque is a strong word!
  The girl noticed:
  - The weather is warm. Maybe we should spend the night in a separate tent? Otherwise, you'll be scared to spend the night in a building with boys!
  Vaska chuckled and noted:
  - If they just smear us with paste, it will be just stupid. More precisely, a small loss. And the losses can be much more than a typical bruise under the eye!
  The children took off their sandals again. It was even nicer to walk barefoot in the evening. And how the dust tickled the soles. And this is still very wonderful.
  Seryozhka suggested:
  - Maybe we should sing?
  Vaska chuckled and noted:
  - We really will sing! It will be to lift the spirits in this strange pioneer camp.
  The girl confirmed:
  - We will sing something patriotic and invigorating!
  And the children took it and began to sing in chorus with great and stormy enthusiasm:
  The day that is coming is covered in black darkness,
  Boundless, dark distances await!
  If you don"t want to live your life in fear,
  Fight for the future, so that it is not trampled!
    
  Space is spacious - there is no place for people,
  Chains have bound the peoples of the planet!
  For the sake of people, God Almighty will rise again,
  The Holy Fatherland will be glorified!
    
  The vile alien breaks our bones,
  Wants to break our souls and bodies...
  How much, alas , is there in the universe of anger,
  You need to be able to stand up for yourself with words and deeds!
    
  Every warrior of mighty Russia,
  He knows that our Motherland is immortal!
  The stars, like a velvet carpet, water,
  The streams of ever-scorching wind are blowing!
    
  We swear allegiance to the Fatherland faithfully,
    We are ready to fight any enemy!
  It will be bad not for us, but for the enemy,
  If the enemy meets a Russian soldier!
    
  In every star I see the eye of the Lord,
  The family is sending us its signals!
  What does the Almighty want to tell us?
  Only struggle will give you a place in heaven!
    
  Grit your teeth harder, Russian knight,
  Remember, you need to defend the faith!
  Only a coward talks nonsense,
  As if friendship with an aggressor could be achieved!
    
  Yes, the alien starships are powerful,
  One bomb can burn down half the world!
  The clouds have gathered very dangerously,
  Passions to the stars, like a Shakespeare poem!
    
  We can give battle to this technology of hell,
  Will we be able to withstand the darkness of those missiles?
  I believe that the alien will pay the price,
  Grip the blaster's handle tighter!
    
  Hundreds of galaxies were conquered by them,
  Each one is like a robot from an alien world!
  It seems like we just took off our bast shoes,
  The roar and pressure of madmen from the madhouse !
    
  But the spirit of Russia, the land of giants,
  The minds of those peoples who inhabit Rus'!
  Will make paradise in the universe one,
  It will be so great , it never happens!
  The children sang with great enthusiasm. And indeed, their voices were so beautiful and clear. And why don't they act in films and sing in front of a large audience?
  The girl said:
  - Yes, let's spend the night in a tent. It will be really wild in the building.
  Seryozhka and Vaska nodded in agreement;
  - We are ready, it is better in the fresh air. Moreover, the boys in the room will smoke us with their poisonous tobacco. And breathing it is fatal to your health!
  . CHAPTER #2.
  The children in the campground climbed into the tent. And that was very good. They climbed into their sleeping bags. After which, two boys and a girl began to sniffle.
  And Vaska dreamed something very grandiose and amazing.
  The children were flying on a spaceship. The starship was small, but very technologically advanced. And the various control and monitoring consoles were bright and colorful, like slot machines.
  The two boys and the girl were wearing streamlined combat suits. Their bodies had become stronger and more muscular.
  Vaska looked at the screen. It took up almost the entire wall, and it seemed as if the stars were literally floating towards the boys.
  And what beautiful luminaries there are in this part of space. As if they were scatterings of diamonds, rubies, topazes, sapphires, emeralds, agates , outstanding stones. And how charming it is.
  The girl, her name was Leonida, logically noted:
  - Everything will be fine, our ship is the newest, and it has a powerful protective force field!
  Vaska nodded with a smile:
  - Yes, there is a special field here - it is one and a half dimensions! Don't be afraid, even a meteor shower is not scary for us!
  Seryozhka giggled and noted:
  - That's good. But where are we flying to? What is our goal?
  The girl chirped:
  - The end justifies the means. As the inquisitors, especially, liked to say!
  At that moment, like an angel from the darkness, a disk-shaped starship flew out. And on it glowed an emblem - a skull and crossbones.
  Vaska giggled furiously:
  - Wow - these are space pirates!
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  - Pirates, pirates, pirates - you are the acrobats of space!
  The girl chirped, baring her teeth:
  - Well then, let's get down and fight!
  A purple beam shot out from the disc. It hit the force field and was reflected.
  The children laughed and bared their teeth. Now it looked like a caricature for a space battle.
  Vaska giggled and pressed the joystick buttons with his fingers. A bubble, shimmering in the vacuum, flew out of the starship and it flew into the enemy's disc craft and literally swallowed it. And so the disc craft with the pirates found itself in a complete trap and wanted to break out of such a trap.
  But he twitched, and nothing worked. He couldn't jump out of the bubble.
  Vaska bared his teeth again and noted:
  - You see, the pirates are captured! Now we can negotiate with them!
  Seryozhka giggled and noted:
  - And what should we talk about? What can they give us?
  The girl noted with a laugh:
  - We can extort ransom from them! And that will be cool!
  Vaska turned on the screen, and a three-dimensional hologram flashed. The face of a grasshopper in a spacesuit appeared. And behind it, two ants, and the insects squeaked in chorus:
  - Let us out!
  Seryozhka chuckled:
  - That's what they want! It's just ridiculous.
  The insects began to squeak, something unintelligible. Then a butterfly appeared and chirped:
  - We're not pirates! We're just school kids having fun. Don't arrest us.
  The girl chirped, baring her teeth:
  - And you will pay the ransom for yourself, then we will let you go!
  The butterfly shook its wings, which sparkled like gold leaf. And it chirped:
  - Good! We'll give you a whole bag of nuggets.
  Seryozhka licked his lips and asked:
  - And what about the gold nuggets?
  The grasshopper squeaked:
  - Yes, of course, made of pure gold! And these are very beautiful nuggets.
  The girl noted:
  - The main thing is that the bag is big! How many kilograms does it weigh?
  Murashka tweeted:
  - About a hundredweight! I think you'll like it.
  Vaska answered harshly:
  - And give me a diamond, the size of a grown man's fist. And that's in addition to the nugget. Then you'll have freedom!
  Seryozhka added with a smile:
  Freedom, freedom, freedom,
  We followed that sun for a long time...
  Freedom, freedom, freedom,
  We have escaped from dark slavery!
  The butterfly winked at the ants and replied:
  - We don't have such a diamond. But in exchange we can give you a ruby! It is also very beautiful.
  And the insect flashed its wings, glittering with gold leaf. And in its fingers, so flexible - there were six of them. And in them a ruby flashed with a bright scarlet light, and its shape was crystalline.
  The girl licked her lips with a scarlet tongue and cooed:
  - Yes, this is great!
  Seryozhka noted with a smile:
  - Yes, schoolchildren can be released for this stone. But a bag of nuggets too.
  Vaska sang:
  - There is no such thing as fake love,
  The stars in the sky sparkle like rubies...
  Break the shackles of shame,
  May your feelings be deep and strong!
  The butterfly with golden wings asked:
  - Or maybe you'd like to agree to half a bag of nuggets? Look what a wonderful ruby!
  Goosebumps squeaked:
  - Yes, it is a very beautiful and bright stone!
  The girl took it and sang:
  Pebbles, pebbles, pebbles,
  This is so so so cool ...
  We take it from grandma,
  Suvorov will have a strike!
  The girl then took and released an orange and green bubble from her mouth. And it flew, forming a snowman. And it was very interesting, and it became beautiful!
  Vaska nodded:
  - A ruby and two-thirds of a gold bag of nuggets. I think that would be a reasonable compromise.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - This is a very good option for you. Agree, guys, otherwise we'll hand you over to the space police, and there you'll lose everything and go to hard labor.
  The butterfly objected:
  - No! We have nothing to present to the space police. And we are still children, and have done nothing wrong.
  The grasshopper nodded and remarked:
  - And they will ask you - why were we taken prisoner? On what grounds?
  Both ants squeaked:
  - That's right! We have rights! We'll complain to the police and the space UN!
  Vaska chuckled and noted:
  - That's what happens with underage bandits. They really become extremely brazen.
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  - Yes, they really have become extremely brazen!
  The girl burst out laughing and chirped:
  - Impudence is the second happiness.
  The butterfly giggled and noted:
  - Yes, that's true! He who is impudent wins!
  The children looked at each other and began to sing:
  In the holy war,
  Our victory will be...
  Death will come to Satan,
  What a conversation!
  After which, they looked at each other again and winked at each other. And the pirate disc-plane again tried to break through the side of the bubble, ramming with its sharp side.
  The impact caused sparks and even lightning to strike .
  Vaska chirped, baring his teeth:
  - You won"t go anywhere - you hairy louse!
  The girl chirped, baring her teeth:
  - So where do you want to go, cute goosebumps and butterflies?
  The disc craft rammed the side of the bubble again, trying to break through. It was clearly straining all its strength. And pressing. All the strong ones sparked on the contact surface, and corona discharges of lightning began to discharge.
  Seryozhka took it and chirped:
  - There is no peace under the peaceful sky,
  The blaster fires, the storm rushes...
  The fighter is not very old, believe me,
  And he can stick a fig under your nose!
  After hitting the side several times , the flying disc calmed down. And the butterfly, its wings flashing, squeaked:
  - Okay, you win! A ruby and two thirds of a bag of nuggets for our freedom!
  Seryozhka noted:
  - Since you started showing off , then you owe me not two thirds of the bag of nuggets, but the whole bag!
  The ants squealed in fear:
  - This is pure robbery! Let's do what we agreed before, and not a cent more!
  Vaska noticed:
  - You tried to break through the bubble with fractional dimension and made an attempt to escape. For this you will be punished.
  The girl nodded:
  - You have to pay for everything. Including impudence! And you are used to taking everything for free .
  Seryozhka said threateningly:
  - But we can squeeze this bubble down to a poppy seed. Then you will disappear completely, and even your souls will be compressed.
  The insect pirates began to squeak in unison:
  - No need! We will be obedient.
  The butterfly nodded:
  - A ruby and a bag of nuggets. This will be the most interesting thing we can create for you.
  Vaska nodded:
  - That's it, it's coming! We won't demand more either, so as not to get cheeky. And a big spoon - it's a mouthful!
  That was the end of the discussion. The butterfly snapped its fingers. And the robot, so cute and funny with antennae, brought in a transparent bag with gold nuggets, to which the glamorous insect added a ruby. After that, the mood became much more cheerful.
  The bag jumped out of the porthole and rushed towards the children's team's starship. Where it was sucked into a pipe. The kids were delighted.
  The girl pressed the joystick button with her right index finger and chirped:
  - I'm letting you go! Fly and don't be naughty anymore.
  Vaska giggled and sang:
  There is not only cruelty in the world,
  There is also good news in it, justice...
  Somewhere the principle of love is not forgotten,
  Let nobility reign - mercy of the heart!
  The children received their ransom. The ruby really sparkled with natural colors. And the gold nuggets were full-weight and of high purity.
  Seryozhka noted, dipping his childish hands into the nuggets:
  - Tomorrow the king has a long journey ahead of him,
  He has a lot of money, and I love money!
  Oh, I love you , oh, I love you, and I love money,
  Oh my -Lyu , oh, lyu-lyu, I'll cut down the guards at once!
  That's how the kids racketed the space hooligans. And it was a fun adventure.
  Meanwhile, their starship headed further. Straight to the planet Epsilon. There was a civilization of banana moles there - a hybrid of a banana and a mole. Which is extremely grotesque!
  Vaska sang on the fly:
  - We fly like a comet,
  We chop and crush everyone, like Satan"s sword...
  May all nations of the world be submissive,
  And the kids are such cool eagles!
  Seryozhka winked and replied:
  - Yes, we have fantastic coolness! We are so spontaneous.
  A small boat flew up to the children's starship. In it sat a girl with pigtails, but instead of a nose she had a carrot.
  She handed over the magazine and chirped:
  - The most interesting games, straight from the page in the Hypernet. On each page of the magazine three hundred and twenty different games!
  Vaska noticed:
  - Sometimes it's better to have one, but a quality one. Do you agree with me, guys!?
  The girl squeaked and chirped:
  - Hour of fortune,
  It's time to play...
  Fortune's Hour -
  Try not to waste this hour!
  The girl whose nose was a carrot chirped:
  - Besides games, you can also watch movies. For example, "Star Wars" - Episode One Million One Hundred and One! They are very interesting!
  Seryozhka objected:
  - We can watch Star Wars through the Hyperinternet too. That's not the most important thing.
  The girl nodded and added:
  - Maybe we should have a serving of ice cream? That would be much better!
  The young saleswoman replied with a smile:
  - This is no longer my specialty!
  And her little boat tore through outer space. Then a space gravity bike appeared ( looking like a very ordinary one, except maybe a really cool tricked-out motorcycle!) and on it sat a man in a black spacesuit and with the head of a cartoon wolf. So he looked like the hero of "Well, Just You Wait!"
  The wolf, stomping his sneakers on the vacuum, causing it to hum, pulled a bottle from his belt and chirped:
  - Dragon's blood! Ten kilograms of gold for one bottle!
  Seryozhka snorted contemptuously:
  - It's a fake copy!
  The wolf responded by pulling out a blaster and roaring:
  - What did you say, puppy?
  In response, the girl pressed the joystick button. The fanged hooligan immediately found himself in a soap bubble. The wolf tried to shoot. The laser beam hit the coating and reflected, ripping the predator's leather uniform. He suddenly howled.
  The girl chirped:
  - Got the one who bit!
  The wolf tried to shoot at the bubble again and hissed:
  - And what is this?
  Vaska answered with a smile:
  - Fractional dimension! What, does that surprise you?
  Fanged muttered:
  - What do you mean, fractional?
  Seryozhka laughed and answered:
  - Yes, just like that. Ordinary measurements are expressed as whole numbers, and not quite standard ones - as fractions. And this gives matter special properties.
  The wolf whined:
  - Let me go! I won't do it again!
  The girl nodded:
  - Give us the bottle of dragon's blood for free, and we'll let you go!
  Fangs laughed and noted:
  - Is this what you want? And do you know that children are not allowed to drink dragon's blood?
  Seryozhka was indignant:
  - And why is that?
  The wolf muttered:
  - It has a strong narcotic effect!
  Vaska tweeted:
  - And you offered it to children, you scoundrel!
  And the boy pressed his finger on the joystick button. The bubble began to shrink in size and squeezed the wolf hard. He started to howl from the wild pain.
  The girl noticed:
  - Let's hand him over to the space police. I think he still has a lot of forbidden goods in his suitcase!
  The wolf screamed at the top of his lungs:
  - No need!
  Vaska sang in response:
  No need to be sad,
  Your whole life is ahead of you,
  Your whole life is ahead of you,
  You should go to prison!
  And the children called the space police, handing over the smuggler and the wolf hooligan.
  After which, they attached a hologram where the wolf offered dragon blood to minors.
  Then they flew on. Here is the planet Epsilon itself. Entertainment centers and restaurants are flying around it in space. The children decided that it would be nice to have a snack.
  The girl noted:
  - The local cuisine is exotic.
  Seryozhka sang ironically in response:
  And I love dumplings, dumplings with sour cream,
  It"s in vain that everyone thinks that they are harmful...
  And you need to eat cabbage, with carrots, oddly enough,
  The boy is fat- bellied on fasting days!
  The children joined in unison, stamping their feet:
  - Ah, diet, don't eat this, don't eat that,
  And even though your legs are bigger , you won"t get tired of walking!
  Ah, diet, how to lose weight with this,
  Vodka doesn't make you fat, but it does make you sing merrily!
  And they laughed, sticking out their tongues. Seryozhka, however, noted:
  - What an abomination vodka is, it stinks , it"s bitter and harmful, this crap should be banned altogether.
  The girl nodded:
  - Mikhail Gorbachev is doing exactly that. So that there is no such nightmare as alcoholism.
  Vaska laughed and remarked:
  - For a Russian, vodka is more terrible than a dozen Hitlers!
  Sergei laughed and noted:
  - It is better to drink cocktails and juices, or at worst Coca-Cola, than drinks containing alcohol!
  The girl chirped:
  So that he doesn't drink or smoke,
  And he always gave flowers...
  So that he would give his salary,
  He called his mother-in-law "mom",
  I was indifferent to football,
  bored in company ,
  And besides, so that he,
  He was both handsome and smart!
  The boys hit their fists so hard that sparks flew and shouted in unison:
  - And the fight continues again,
  The fire of hyperplasm is boiling...
  And Lenin is so young,
  Deals the killing blow!
  After which, the children flew out of the starship and into a space restaurant. Which is pretty funny in itself. Inside was a whole bunch of alien creatures. In particular, there was a very funny hare with a diamond, turtle shell. And also a giraffe with elk antlers. A silver fish with horse legs, a lion with wings, and some other things.
  And on the stage danced a girl in a bikini. She was almost like a person, only her ears were like a lynx, and her hair was orange with stars. The girl was very beautiful, and her bare feet jumped and spun extremely dexterously.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - This is an elf, or a female elf!
  The girl nodded:
  - Elves are very similar to us, but have different origins. People came from monkeys, and elves from cats. But at the same time, we are strikingly similar!
  Vaska asked:
  - Can we have children together?
  The girl laughed and replied:
  - Everything is possible, if you are careful!
  After which ( that was her name!) Leonida added:
  - Elves are quite warlike and, at the same time, hospitable. And they have twelve times more females than males! How do you like that?
  Seryozhka answered with a smile:
  - This is wonderful! Just super!
  Vaska noticed:
  - They don't feed you for free at the restaurant. Do we have any money?
  The girl nodded with a smile:
  - Yes , I wouldn't want to pay with nuggets! Money should be saved. Especially gold.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - This is, let's say, a good idea! I suggest paying with an electronic card.
  Vaska corrected:
  - Not electronic, but hyperplasmic. There, non-photons transmit coded information. Which, frankly, is extremely cool and major!
  Seryozhka nodded and chirped:
  - Hyperplasma is power! We will fight bravely!
  The girl took out a device the size of a matchbox, and very flat. She adjusted something in it and handed it to the seller. In this case, it was a robot that looked like a spider with many tentacles.
  He checked the information and asked:
  - Place your order!
  The children asked for cake each, and something local and exotic, as well as juice from several fruits.
  The food appeared almost instantly through the portal. The children giggled and sang in unison:
  But the girl didn't want to listen,
  And she ate, ate, ate, ate...
  The doctor said with great interest-
  If you don't lose weight baby,
  Then your daughter will come and cut you!
  And such spontaneous children's laughter. After which they received a very interesting dish. It was a mixture of pineapple, ostrich, cobra with golden fins and a squid tail. Now that's really exotic. After which, golden forks and knives appeared in the children's hands, and they began to eat with great passion. And they did it with extraordinary pressure and enthusiasm. Now that was really extremely cool .
  Well, the guys also ordered very beautiful cakes. For example, one was in the form of a frigate with sails, another in the form of a beautiful palace with statues, and the third resembled a luxurious flowerbed. Which turned out to be extremely great .
  The children cut the cakes into thin slices with golden knives and ate the exotic treats, talking quietly.
  Vaska noted:
  - In the future, however, it will be not bad. Although , I thought that communism would come, and we would live in a universe where there would be no such Devil as money!
  Seryozhka nodded:
  - The devil in ancient Greek means slanderer. Therefore, we can say that yes, money gives rise to slander, envy and malice!
  Leonida squealed:
  - When Adam was plowing and Eve was spinning, where was the nobility at that time?
  And the children winked at each other. And continued cutting the fragrant and very tasty cakes. Yes, the restaurant was good. Elves and some very beautiful insects were dancing. Wonderful music was playing. And the motley crowd behaved decently so far.
  Seryozhka noticed with a smile:
  - Now that's international. Not like some punks who are ready to punch guys from another neighborhood in the face. Forgetting that we are all people!
  Vaska noted, clarifying:
  - And even if not people, then representatives of intelligent life. And intelligent life should be respected.
  Leonida chirped, not quite to the point:
  There was a grasshopper sitting in the grass,
  There was a grasshopper sitting in the grass...
  Just like a cucumber,
  He was green...
  Imagine,
  Imagine,
  Just like a cucumber,
  Imagine,
  Imagine this -
  He was green!
  Seryozhka explained:
  - She means that even a grasshopper has a soul, and an insect has feelings!
  Vaska asked with a smile:
  - Is this like Buddha's teaching? Like, don't even squash mosquitoes, they might contain a human soul?
  Leonida objected:
  - The human soul can only incarnate into a human being and, in any case, not into an insect. So, there are excesses in the Buddha's teaching!
  Seryozhka laughed and noted:
  - Yes, otherwise it can get to the point where even squashing fleas would be a sin!
  And the children sang in chorus:
  He ate only grass,
  He ate only grass...
  I didn't touch even a little bug,
  And he was friends with flies...
  Imagine,
  Imagine,
  I didn't touch even a little bug,
  Imagine,
  Imagine,
  And he was friends with flies!
  At that moment, a very fat and plump flea, about two meters tall, appeared and hissed:
  - What were you saying about fleas?
  Seryozhka blurted out:
  - That you can shoe a flea!
  The insect started roaring:
  - Really? Is this a challenge?
  Leonida said boldly:
  I call the fleas to battle,
  Let them meet me...
  At least a million, at least a billion!
  Even in friendship with Satan,
  And with a sharp needle...
  A flea is not a nimble leopard!
  In response, the arthropod roared:
  - Fur on end, tail like a pipe,
  Don't stand in my way...
  If I meet a thousand children,
  I'll tear you into a thousand pieces!
  Seryozhka shouted in rage:
  - Are you still threatening the children? Aren't you afraid? I'll call the police now!
  The flea roared:
  - Torch police, torch police - torch!
  Vaska giggled and sang:
  You know, I have a menacing look,
  Who do you want to defeat?...
  In one fell swoop!
  And the boy clenched his fists. So hard that his knuckles protruded. A large flea sang:
  Don't slow down on the turns,
  This is the only way you will learn to win!
  Win!
  Seryozhka suggested:
  - Maybe we'll have an arm wrestle? You'll agree that would also be very interesting.
  The flea, grinning carnivorously, asked:
  - What can you supply?
  Seryozhka clicked his computer bracelet, and an image of a bright red ruby appeared. It sparkled and shimmered in the spotlights. Yes, they had managed to coax a solid prize from the space hooligans.
  The large flea's eyes lit up with carnivorousness:
  - It's coming! This is what we can fight for!
  Vaska muttered:
  - We need to put something equivalent against the ruby. We won't take unnecessary risks.
  The girl chirped:
  - He who does not take risks, does not drink champagne, but he who takes risks beyond measure, is content with chifir in prison!
  The flea said:
  - Look how smart you are. And answer this question: - Where is the center of the universe!
  Leonida exclaimed:
  - Where I am now is the center of the universe, and try to prove otherwise!
  The flea roared:
  I'll tear you apart now,
  People have a wrong opinion about me...
  I wish I could at least once,
  Whether today or that hour,
  Prove otherwise!
  Seryozhka said harshly:
  - Don't divert the question! Come on, bet something equal against this wonderful ruby.
  The flea extended its paw. It showed a watch made of an unknown orange metal and strewn with diamonds, with tiny buttons, and squealed:
  - Will this work?
  Seryozhka looked at his partners and asked:
  - Well, what do you think?
  Leonida muttered:
  - If you are confident in victory, then agree!
  Vaska nodded:
  - There's no point in slacking off, it's better to get straight into battle.
  The flea asked:
  - Well, are you ready?
  Seryozhka nodded with a smile:
  - Of course I'm ready! My readiness is very high!
  Leonida sang ironically:
  People will be happy,
  Happiness for centuries...
  Under Soviet rule,
  The power of a fool !
  And the children will burst into laughter. And Seryozhka noted:
  - Well, are we going to fight?
  The flea shook her head:
  - No! I changed my mind. You have prepared some kind of trick. It is better for us to part in peace!
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  - Peace for the world - no need for war, that is the motto of the Friendship squad!
  Vaska suggested:
  - And I like your watch. Maybe we'll do it this way. You'll ask me a question, I'll answer you, and so on until someone makes a mistake first!
  The flea shook her head:
  - No! Of the two disputants, one is a scoundrel , the other a fool. So it's clear that you're not a simple guy . It's better not to put your finger in your mouth!
  Seryozhka giggled and noted:
  - Are you afraid of the child?
  The flea hissed:
  - Children are sometimes so smart, sophisticated and cunning that it"s simply incomprehensible.
  Vaska agreed with this:
  - Yes, children are not a gift! As are adults, by the way. But answer me - why does a goat need a button accordion?
  The flea shrugged and replied:
  - I don"t know! Although, probably to play... Goats are sometimes so musical!
  Leonida nodded:
  - That's right - it's a stinking goat ! And the goat is an intelligent person.
  Seryozhka noted in rhyme:
  I have traveled to many countries,
  And I was looking for a goat button accordion...
  Why does the goat need it?
  It didn't blow into my head!
  The flea turned and hurried towards the restaurant exit. Leonida noted:
  - If she is stupid, then she behaves wisely, and if she is smart, then she behaves stupidly!
  Seryozhka sang:
  - And how easy is it to get into the first round?
  Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet!
  Vaska chuckled and noted with a grin:
  In the USSR, silence is golden,
  In war they burn Molotov cocktails...
  Pioneer blood is hot,
  And the blind crowd bows!
  The children looked at each other and noted in chorus:
  - Okay! Enough stalling. Let's get out of here!
  And the triumvirate of young warriors ran out of the restaurant. They had done it all cleverly. True, they were left without profit. And that, of course, was a shame.
  Vaska even sang, stamping his feet in space boots and clenching his fists:
  I don't like myself when I'm a coward,
  It annoys me when innocent people are beaten...
  I don't like it when people pry into my soul,
  Especially when they spit in it!
  And the child astronauts found themselves on their own spaceship. Which looks very aplomb.
  And then Seryozhka chirped:
  - I said, let's go! I waved my hand!
  After which, their spaceship, resembling a beautiful dolphin in shape, headed for the surface of the planet Epsilon. On this sublunar planet lived banana moles. However, on the wide streets, representatives of other civilizations walked and flew.
  The planet itself looked special. The buildings were very colorful - real palaces. And between them there were large distances full of exotic plants. Including trees with leaves of complex geometric shapes and huge, multi-colored flower buds.
  The world was amazingly colorful and diverse. And it really is just a miracle of miracles.
  And the buildings are surprisingly unique, but all at the same time charming. And the temples sparkling with gold leaf and diamond eight- and six-pointed stars. And sometimes the domes went up to a very great height.
  And what wonderful fountains there were, unique in their grace!
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  I'll take you to a distant land,
  There will really be paradise there...
  Just have mercy on me,
  Become my wife!
  Leonida giggled and sang in response:
  And I won't tell anyone,
  That I love the robot...
  I love work!
  Sites at zero!
  The streets were also beautiful, framed by flowers. In addition, there were highways with moving surfaces. The slowest ones, at the edges of the road, were painted purple. Then, a little faster , blue, then light blue, then even faster, green, and then yellow, orange. And the red one in the very center was rushing like a meteor. This really looked extremely funny.
  Vaska took it and sang:
  How far progress has come,
  To unprecedented miracles...
  Where we dug with a shovel,
  An excavator is digging the ground!
  Seryozhka picked up on it with enthusiasm:
  The worries are forgotten,
  The run has stopped...
  Robots are working hard -
  Not a man!
  The streets were mostly traveled in flight, which looked terribly beautiful. And what different kinds of creatures there were. What a variety of forms and types.
  Leonida noted:
  Butterflies fly, butterflies fly,
  And the snowflakes melt, and the snowflakes melt!
  Here they landed on the surface of the water lily that stuck out above the palace buildings. Indeed , the starship turned out to be extremely silent and agile.
  What"s interesting is that despite the many aircraft in the air, there was practically no noise.
  Vaska noted with a satisfied smile:
  - Yes, how nice it is when cars don't make noise. Otherwise, in Moscow, with all this constant hum, it's really scary!
  Seryozhka nodded:
  - Simply crap! How do people stand it?
  Leonida added:
  - There are also traffic jams in Moscow, and the smell of exhaust fumes! Which, you must admit, is also not a piece of cake!
  Vaska agreed:
  - Yes, there are magnificent aromas here! The soul simply brightens and rejoices. Everything here is so real, like in paradise.
  Seryozhka clarified:
  - In a futuristic paradise! And not according to the Bible, where there are no fruits of scientific and technological progress.
  And the boy added, throwing off his annoying gravity-magnetic boots:
  - Let's walk barefoot. It's much nicer that way!
  Vaska agreed, also throwing off his shoes, without which it is dangerous in space, and with pleasure feeling the warm, rough surface of the water lily with his bare sole:
  - I hope there won't be any unpleasant surprises.
  Leonida laughed and sang:
  Can you imagine the situation?
  Everything that will come true is known to us in advance...
  And why then doubt, worry,
  The schedule will provide for everything in the world!
  
  And we challenge the storms,
  From what and why...
  To live in a world without surprises,
  Impossible for anyone!
  
  There are successes and failures,
  Us Pallada - up and down,
  Only this way, and not otherwise,
  Only this way, and not otherwise,
  Long live surprise!
  Surprise, surprise
  Long live surprise!
  Surprise, surprise
  Long live surprise!
  After which the girl got rid of her shoes. Now the children ran along the surface of the water lily, their bare, pink heels sparkling.
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  - And I run, trampling and sliding,
  Along the grassy path...
  I want to take a break, boy ,
  At least a drop, just a little bit!
  Vaska grinned and noted:
  - No! We have no time to rest!
  Leonida chirped and said:
  - Not a step back, not a step in place!
  All forward, all together!
  After that, the children ran to the edge of the water lily and jumped off. They turned on the antigravity devices of their suits and flew. And they had a lot of fun.
  The children flew over the beautiful, futuristic city of the space power and sang:
  Of course, it's hard to predict,
  What awaits in this cool world...
  We will fly into the sky,
  Seated in the star plane!
  
  Or maybe the vastness of space,
  Of endless, furious depths...
  Will pierce with an arrow the one whose mind is sharp,
  The giant of science is a good son!
  
  It"s not for nothing that you are a human being,
  Like a bird you rush into the clouds...
  You can make your dreams come true,
  Building happiness for centuries!
  A local boy flew up to them. A funny little animal with the head of a mole, the body of a banana, and completely human hands, except that there were seven fingers on one hand.
  The banana mole winked at the children and chirped:
  The monkeys make faces,
  And they sit on a branch...
  Still frivolous,
  There were your ancestors!
  Vladlena responded with resentment:
  - People don't usually remember that we were once monkeys. Besides, there is a version that man was created from clay by the Almighty God!
  The mole boy laughed and replied:
  - And you believe in this?
  Sergey logically noted:
  - People have already managed to fly to the edge of the supercluster of galaxies and see that the universe never ends, but they still have not been able to substantiate and prove that it could have arisen without God!
  The banana mole objected:
  - Matter can grow due to hyperstring reproduction and jumping from one dimension to another. So an innumerable number of universes could, in principle, grow from a single atom. Or even a single elementary particle.
  Vaska noted:
  - Where did the hyperstring order of space come from? After all, someone laid down all these laws of nature, including the fact that matter can multiply, and innumerable universes grow like leaves on trees!
  The mole boy replied:
  - Don't bother your brain! Let's play instead. It's much more fun.
  Seryozhka nodded and noted:
  - Of course we can play! Maybe we'll cut ourselves into something cosmic?
  Vaska nodded and sang:
  - That's exactly it - one galaxy against another galaxy! That would be great !
  A girl flew up to them - a mole banana. She differed from the boy in appearance only in the shape of her clothes. She had a golden dress. The girl bowed and sang:
  How much longer can you take? Lay down your arms.
  Look at life, make the world a better place!
  There is no point in building a throne on blood,
  It is better to live in peace and love!
  The mole boy nodded:
  - Exactly! Maybe, instead of virtual wars, we'll play this game. We'll be given five workers each initially, and a thousand units of various raw materials. Then we'll build a community center to produce additional workers. And first we'll build a simple city, which will develop and move further and further. And so on until an empire of planetary scale is built. Then you invest in science, and as a result, starships fly to other worlds!
  Vaska asked sarcastically:
  - What, there are no other races there?
  The mole boy nodded:
  - Yes! But you don't fight with them! You trade, make diplomatic agreements, and generally behave in a civilized manner, not like a beast!
  Seryozhka giggled and noted:
  - Now that's really reasonable! By the way, have you read "Callisto", or the Callistians, or Soviet science fiction writers? Did communist society conquer other worlds by force?
  Leonida stated decisively:
  - Communism is not carried across the universe on bayonets! Although the USSR had Afghanistan!
  A jerboa boy in a smart suit suddenly appeared in front of them. He twisted around and asked:
  - And what about you in the USSR ? Is it true that they invented a way to milk cows so that you get pure sour cream and butter?
  Seryozhka shook his head:
  - Why do that if you can make sour cream and butter without any problems? It's just torturing animals!
  Vaska asked:
  - And in the future, what else is there in the USSR?
  The jerboa boy shook his head:
  - No! USSR is an outdated name. Now they call it: the Universal Union of Soviet Communist Communes! VSSKK is the name of the empire of people. But sometimes they call it the USSR!
  Leonida sang:
  The indestructible union of free republics,
  It was not brute force and fear that united us...
  And the good will of enlightened people,
  And friendship, light, reason and courage in dreams!
  And the children, both human and alien, joined in chorus:
  Glory to our free Fatherland,
  Friendship of all nations is the foundation for a century ...
  Legitimate power, the will of the people,
  After all, the common man is for unity!
  . CHAPTER #3.
  Darth Vader woke up. In his dream he was both himself and not himself. Even now he is a little Vaska Panteleev. Moreover, he has preserved the entire memory of this, perhaps not such a simple boy. But the soul of the boy was knocked out into another dimension. Where perhaps the most interesting and unique adventures await him. And now in the body of an ordinary earthly boy of about twelve lives the spirit of the black lord and the most talented dark sith of all time and people! And this, of course, is not a joke!
  Darth Vader climbed out of the tent. Next to him stood a boy. Barefoot , in shorts, with a red tie and light-red hair. A cute boy. And a girl with him with light-brown hair.
  She winked and noted:
  - You overslept a bit, Vaska! We were about to wake you up. You need to wash up and have breakfast.
  Darth-Vaska muttered:
  - Are there pioneers here?
  The girl laughed:
  - Yes, pioneers! But the young pioneers have cast-iron heads, they themselves are made of tin - damned devils!
  Seryozhka (in Darth's memory all times are known, and the past of the new carrier is the secret knowledge of the Sith, and pioneer songs in one cranium!) noted:
  - Yes, we'll get another round of beatings at breakfast.
  Darth-Vaska muttered:
  - We'll see who gets what!
  And he looked at his hands. These childish fists were not very impressive. But he needed to use the knowledge of the Sith and the Jedi, and the force. This is the most important thing, and the body... He was even glad that he got rid of his mutilated flesh, half of his body was replaced by a machine gun. He was badly maimed in the battle with Obiwan Kenobi, he was burned on the volcano. And life did not bring him joy. But in this young healthy body of a twelve-year-old boy it was very good. And the child's bare feet felt the tickle of the grass. His real, living feet, not metal prostheses, and this is extremely great . This is almost a heavenly feeling, but it would be even better if beautiful girls kissed his bare heels.
  Darth-Vaska, Seryozhka and Leonida were slapping along the road together. They came across a couple of guys smoking cigarettes. They tried to blow a stream of smoke into Darth-Vaska's face. The former black lord, who had mastered the martial arts of the Jedi and single combat, took and easily pulled one of them by the arm and tripped him up with his bare foot. Both boys immediately collided their foreheads so hard that sparks flew from their eyes. Darth-Vaska added a slap to the back of their heads with the edge of his palm and calmed them down completely.
  He didn't hit hard, but he hit it technically and accurately. The boys stretched out on the track.
  Seryozhka's eyes widened in surprise and he said in confusion:
  - Wow! How cleverly you did them!
  Leonida laughed and noted:
  - Yes! I must say, I didn"t know that Vaska had such skills!
  The embodied black lord replied:
  - A real boy must be strong and know how to fight! Otherwise, he will not avoid ridicule and bullying from his peers.
  And Vaska-Dart stepped with his bare foot on the immobilized boy's back . Sledka jumped up and sang with pleasure:
  Young friend, always be young,
  Don't rush to grow up...
  Be cheerful, be bold, be noisy,
  If you have to fight, then fight!
  And the boy jumped and bounced. He managed to do a somersault, but his new body was not yet fully obedient to the spirit of the black lord. Although the boy was healthy, moderately athletic, but this is far from a phenomenon. His flexibility was also average, quite normal for a normal boy. Not strong and not weak, who had a solid B in physical education.
  But this is clearly not enough to become a super warrior, even knowing the techniques of martial arts, both Sith and Jedi. And even more so to try to take over this world. But to knock out a couple of peers, the skill and knowledge were enough.
  Vaska-Dart nodded to his vis-à-vis:
  - We will learn to fight! Only then will we take our rightful place under the sun.
  Leonida nodded and clenched her fists:
  - Yes, we will fight! And this is our credo!
  Seryozhka nodded and answered:
  - But now we need to go to the canteen and eat. Food is included in the price of the trip, and eating somewhere else would be unprofitable and ruinous. And if Vaska knows how to fight, then it's just the right time to fight back against the hooligans and gain authority!
  Darth Vasya nodded:
  - That's right! That's the kind of kids you are. Punch one of them in the face , and the others will immediately respect you.
  Seryozhki chuckled and noted:
  - That's right, Vaska. Everyone respects strength and impudence. And not only children, but adults too.
  Leonida chirped:
  - Mishka sang, Yegor was silent, and Boris demanded his rights!
  Darth-Vaska banged his fists together:
  - Boris , do you mean Yeltsin? When the time comes, we'll deal with him!
  And the Sith boy caught the annoying fly with his bare toes. He crushed it and threw it away.
  After which, Darth-Vaska sang:
  How we lived, struggling,
  And without fear of death,
  This is how you and I will live from now on!
  And in the mountain heights,
  And the starry silence...
  In the sea wave and in the furious fire,
  And in the furious and in the furious fire!
  After which, the children bumped fists again and moved on. Now their mood became much more combative.
  Here they came to the canteen. At the entrance stood boys, a couple with bald heads. They smoked cigars and looked angrily at the three pioneers. Two boys and a girl were wearing red ties, but barefoot, and resembled children from the Second World War.
  And the tallest of the boys , about fourteen years old, but looking like sixteen, came up to the guys. And spat on Vaska-Dart. He deftly dodged and hit the big guy right in the solar plexus with a half-bent fist. He, not expecting such a precise and technical blow, fell. And if you hit the solar plexus precisely, then you don"t need to have much mass and strength - it will knock you out anyway!
  The other boys, seeing their leader sniffing, began to make noise. A couple of them clenched their fists and moved toward Dart-Vaska. He grinned. He hit one of them with his shin under the knee, causing him to limp and fall, and when the other one rushed forward with a roar, he threw him so hard that he hit his head on a lamppost and passed out. Dart-Vaska finished off the boy who had been hit under the knee, hitting him in the temple with his fist. Here, too, technique is more important than strength. And the bully passed out. The other boys howled in unison:
  - This is a real man! Just super!
  One of them came up and handed over a pack of cigarettes, muttering:
  - Would you like some Marlboro?
  Darth-Vaska snorted contemptuously:
  - Poison yourself! And in general, quit smoking. For a healthy lifestyle!
  The boys began to hum approvingly. One of them asked:
  - Will you teach us how to fight?
  Darth-Vaska grinned and replied:
  - Form your own gang? Why not. In the meantime, everyone wash your hands and let's go get some refreshment!
  Picking up their beaten comrades, the boys followed the newly-minted godfather. Darth Vader felt growing confidence. The new body obeyed his soul perfectly. Moreover, he could even make the boy's muscles work at their full capacity. After all, a person cannot usually make his muscles work at their maximum capacity with the power of thought. But in a state of hypnosis, or a mental attack, the muscles are used more fully, and strength increases.
  And there were such examples when severe stress awakened physical capabilities. Darth Vader perfectly mastered both the sword and the combat techniques of various races. And even in the body of an ordinary twelve-year-old boy, due to his colossal knowledge and skills in martial arts of various races, he was a very formidable fighter. Moreover, he was able to use the force of muscles to the fullest. Like a bersect in a combat trance.
  And of course, ordinary boys are no match for him . More interesting - will he be able to use his superpowers in this body, as before? For example, strangle with the help of dark power. Or move objects.
  And what about the lightning of force? Having lost both hands, he could not do this, but the emperor knew how to throw.
  Darth Vader was afraid that he might have problems. In his previous body, he had the highest percentage of megachlorians - higher than other Jedi. But then he lost a significant part of his body, and was forced to replace it with metal. And his power in the force because of this decreased. And there was no longer any talk of overthrowing the emperor.
  But in the body of an ordinary boy, how will his superpowers manifest? Will he be able to do anything, having the spirit of a Sith, but the flesh of an ordinary pioneer. This worried the black lord. Just being the boss of a young gang is not enough for him. After all, he was recently the second person in the empire, which controlled almost the entire galaxy.
  So the scales here are incomparable. Darth-Vaska first wanted to conquer the Earth, and then try to return to his own dimension, or universe. But world domination is still a long way off. Although the pioneer's memory suggested that in technological terms, the Earth is very far behind the space empire. That people were only able to fly to the Moon, and even then it is unknown, is it true?
  Dart-Vaska entered the dining room, proudly straightening his shoulders for his small, childish height. The pioneer leaders looked at the boys with some anxiety. They were afraid another fight might break out.
  Vaska-Dart commanded:
  - Don't push and stand in line! It's self-service here, and there's enough food for everyone.
  One of the boys pushed the girl, roughly. Vaska-Dart jumped in response and hit him on the back of the head with his heel. The bully fell, arms spread out.
  The Sith boy screamed:
  - Order first!
  And Vaska-Dart sang:
  If I hit you, it'll be for a reason,
  I am not a supporter of lawlessness !
  After that, the Sith boy approached the counter. As usual, there were bananas - the cooperatives had already brought a lot of them from Africa, and oranges and watermelons. There was a meat shortage. But the children's camp had not yet been affected by the total shortage of goods. For example, there was pasta with cheese from Italy, sent as humanitarian aid. So for now, everything was fine. And there were no particular problems.
  Darth Vaska ate bananas with spaghetti, and it seemed tasty to him. Especially since in space, constantly flying and fighting, the black lord got used to nutritional mixtures, and not natural food. Only occasionally could they eat something luxurious at a reception. Especially since in his former flesh Darth Vader's tongue was burnt and he almost didn't care what he ate. And here he has the new flesh of a young pioneer, and everything can be said to be wonderful. It is almost a heavenly feeling to be a healthy boy, emerging from the prosthetic flesh.
  Dart-Vaska caught a fly again, with his bare toes. The young body obeyed the spirit well. It even controlled it better than the previous carrier Panteleev himself did. That's how children's feet move deftly and grab .
  But the question is, can he use force?
  Darth-Vaska first took and tried to move the spoon with a mental command. But somehow he couldn't do it. The spoon ignored the command. The Sith boy passed his hand over it. One, two, three...
  Tried to target energy and dark force.
  The spoon moved slightly, and then crawled about ten centimeters. But got stuck again.
  Yes, it was felt that in this ordinary boy's flesh there was an insignificant percentage of Magoflorians. But Darth Vaska had heard that Magoflorians were not the main thing. Master Yoda had a little more of them than an ordinary person, but he was the strongest of the Jedi. And Obiwan Kenobi had several times fewer Magoflorians than Anakin Skywalker, but he was able to defeat him.
  So, in principle, you can be a master of the force in a normal human body. The main thing is that you have the spirit of the Sith, knowledge and skill.
  Leonida, this girl, noticed:
  - You move objects at a distance. How is that possible?
  Seryozhka noted:
  - Telekinesis! That's what psychics do. Have you heard about Kashpirovsky?
  The pioneer girl laughed and replied:
  - Yes! There are some . But our Vaska is the coolest of them all!
  Darth Vader moved his hand again. The spoon moved a little. No, it was not comparable to how he, for example, threw objects weighing up to half a ton or more with force.
  Dart-Vaska decided to finish his portion for now and then train later. So as not to attract unnecessary attention.
  So far, the ability to fight was enough for authority. Oddly enough, but most of all he was admired by the former, beaten leader of the youngsters . He is about fourteen years old, but he is tall, strong, trained and, perhaps, handsome.
  Dart-Vaska even thought that maybe this boy was hitting on some counselor, or she was hitting on him. Well, good luck. His body is still too young to be seriously attracted to ladies. But friendship is quite possible.
  Darth-Vaska finished his portion and said:
  The power of anger, the truth of steel,
  Volcanic eruption...
  We see the distances of communism -
  The army of Genghis Khan is riding!
  The verse was, in general, meaningless, but Dart-Vaska liked it. Indeed, it is funny. You can't pass it by. And then there was communism and the times of Genghis Khan. It turns out that the previous carrier had read the book "Genghis Khan" by Yan, and had a certain idea about this leader of the Middle Ages.
  Yes, he was a formidable ruler, and by human standards, great. Perhaps Genghis Khan conquered the Earth more than anyone else in human history.
  There were others, though. The ones that most often flashed in my memory were: Stalin and Hitler. Also charismatic and cruel personalities.
  A gang of youngsters came out of the cafeteria. They wanted to have some fun. But Darth-Vaska ordered two dozen strong boys to line up. Take off their shoes and march like soldiers, barefoot. The boys, no older than fourteen, many in shorts, but some in jeans, took off their shoes with pleasure. It was summer and the weather was quite hot. And barefoot soles felt much more pleasant on the surface of a heated path, earth, or grass than, for example, in sneakers and sandals.
  The young bandits marched under the command of the young space monster, Darth-Vaska began to sing. His voice was clear and strong:
  I am a modern-day boy,
  For me, a computer is the highest class.
  Even if the sea swells violently,
  The fascist porcupine will not swallow us!
  
  I am a warrior, just brazenly from the cradle,
  Sitting on the potty, he shot from a laser...
  There are a lot of boys and girls,
  For whom Stalin is an ideal!
  
  I can do everything with an appropriate joke,
  A laptop, so hit them on the head .
  We will make the world so interesting that it hurts,
  Russians are used to winning everywhere!
  
  I got into the world, jokingly, boy,
  Very good guys in a lively war...
  I can make a cutlet out of fascists,
  After all, idleness is not at all to my liking!
  
  For a boy there are no obstacles, believe me,
  He will be able to defeat the Fritzes...
  There will soon be parades on Earth,
  The bear got furious and roared!
  
  I'm a kid , a cool guy,
  Became a pioneer in battles...
  For me, war is not too much,
  And the Fuhrer shouted obscenities in vain!
  
  Here it is winter, I am barefoot in the frost,
  Baring my teeth, I run quickly.
  My girl has red braids,
  And a deadly gift to the enemy!
  
  Here, beat the fascists bravely, boy,
  This is what Stalin personally ordered me to do...
  The finger presses the trigger,
  smashed the mighty "Tiger" !
  
  What the Fritzes wanted, they got,
  I've got a whole coffin of boys .
  The boy clocked up a lot of miles,
  Hitting the fascists straight in the forehead!
  
  Believe us, nothing will stop us,
  The fascist will never win.
  Even a mad king on the throne,
  Even the evil parasitic traitor!
  
  We, boys, are brave guys,
  And they got used to defeating the Fritzes...
  After all, even preschoolers are brave in battle,
  He always passes his exams with flying colors!
  
  The Slavs cannot bear this humiliation,
  Let us all stand firm against the Fritzes...
  For in the hearts the flame of vengeance burns,
  Let's crush our enemies with a steel hand!
  
  The Russian tribe is a tribe of giants,
  We are capable of tearing the evil ones to pieces.
  After all, the people and the army are one ,
  To give the fascists a brain-blow!
  
  We will not be able to make a defeat,
  Well, then we ourselves are not worth a dime.
  Ask your neighbor for forgiveness -
  Rise from your knees, my country!
  
  We have rockets, planes,
  But behind Fritz is the powerful Uncle Sam.
  In the future we will build starships -
  And let us boldly build a computer!
  
  Our strength is simply beyond measurement,
  She is like a furious volcano...
  Someone is sowing millet in a clearing,
  Well, we'll raise a hurricane!
  
  There is no place on the planet higher than the Motherland,
  So every warrior and fighter.
  Children laugh in joy and happiness,
  Grief and sadness will disappear - the end!
  
  And when we walk around Berlin,
  The bridge, the boys stamping their steps.
  Cherubim light our way,
  Everyone is a wizard, a powerful magician!
  After that, the boys reached the game room. And here Dart-Vaska himself was at a loss. Really, he couldn't take the boys to the pioneer camp administration building to take them. There had to be some other plan, and it was necessary to act more subtly. However, Dart-Vaska didn't know yet how exactly.
  They are children after all. And they are unlikely to be able to fight an army of adults. Besides, the black lord has not yet regained his strength to the same extent. And he must be careful for now. Of course, the USSR is in chaos now, but no one has yet closed juvenile colonies and special schools. And he is, of course, a strong fighter for a child. And for an adult too. But he will not dodge a sniper's bullet. The speed of the human body is not enough to dodge a sniper's bullet, or a machine gun burst. And this is serious. What else does Darth Vader have? It is unrealistic to go to the Kremlin with two dozen boys.
  Besides, the black lord was interested to see what kind of computer games people had.
  The technical level of the planet, compared to their star empire, is low. But as for games, here in the Sith Empire it was not encouraged. But in the freer times of the space republic, computer games developed, and it was fashionable.
  Anakin Skywalker, of course, played them. And he played them even when he was a slave on Coruscant. Yes, he was just a boy then, but with superpowers. And of course, he made both his own robot and gaming computer.
  Why not? It's logical. I played sometimes when I was learning from the Jedi, but very rarely, because I had no time. And now you can watch people's games.
  Dart-Vaska sat down at the computer and turned on tanks. He pressed the option and began to move the cars. There was a choice of different cars: German, English, Soviet, Japanese, American. Of course, like in a good game, each car has its own weak and strong points, so that one tank does not beat the others in one goal. And of course, those cars that are more effective are more expensive and are built more slowly. In particular, Japanese tanks, of course, will be lighter, and there are no heavy ones at all, but they are cheap, mobile, and are built quickly. So Japan can be taken by numbers.
  The rest of the machines are different. The most Soviet tank is the IS-7, the Germans probably have the Maus-2, the Americans have the T-195, and the British have the Tortilla-2.
  The heaviest and most protected of all is the Maus-2, but it is also the most expensive and takes the longest to build.
  In practical terms, the best option is the small German self-propelled gun E-25, which is cheap, mobile, and has a rapid-fire and fairly armor-piercing gun.
  Darth Vader quickly appreciated its charms and unleashed a war. Plus, the German machine is simple to manufacture and is built quickly, you can make a lot of them. The Soviet T-54 is also a good machine, both in protection, and armament, and cost, and production speed. The IS-7, of course, is the most powerful in terms of armament and armor, and decent speed, but it is an expensive and difficult to manufacture machine. In real history, only six such tanks were produced , and they were not put into production. The shape of the turret alone is very ornate. There it was even bent in a special way.
  The IS-7 did not become a serial tank. Of course, the Maus-2 was only in projects, as a more advanced version of the Maus-1. Dart-Vaska played with tanks a little. It was a novelty for him. Since the space empire has completely different technology and on different principles.
  But here too it is quite interesting. The Maus-2 with a thousand eight hundred horsepower engine and a weight of one hundred eighty eight tons is a very heavily armored tank. Its frontal armor is 350 mm with an angle, and the side armor is 310 mm with slight slopes. No tank gun can penetrate such a tank from the front, only from the side at close range. But it is expensive, built slowly, often gets stuck, especially when turning and on not quite level terrain. But if the terrain is convenient, and a dozen of such machines are made, plus with improved armor, then they will go in an impenetrable avalanche.
  Really, who will give so much time?
  Dart-Vaska played a little and said with a smile:
  - Yes, that's interesting!
  Seryozhka cautiously suggested:
  - Maybe we should try racing?
  Darth-Vaska shook his head:
  - No! It's not that exciting.
  The games here were foreign, and the computers were the most advanced. So there was something to download. But of course, the graphics were the simplest, and the bells and whistles were not excessive . But it was already quite interesting to play. And not just some features, but something more complex.
  Dart-Vaska switched to airplanes. To have a more complete idea of the technology of the Earth. During the First and Second World Wars, there were mainly propeller-driven machines. Only at the end of the Second World War, the Germans were the first to use jet aircraft in battle. The Allies did something, but it was so imperfect that it did not have much effect. The USSR got jet aircraft after the war. However, although the Germans produced several thousand jet aircraft, it did not help them at all.
  Or rather, it even accelerated the defeat of the Third Reich, just like the V-1 and V-2 rockets.
  They were too expensive, and they were crude and not properly maintained.
  There is little information about modern aviation. Even in this perestroika time. But the US has more planes, and the USSR has more missiles. As for quality, every snipe praises its own swamp. There was no war with Iraq yet, and therefore the Americans were not canonized. But there are already doubts about the Soviet army. The troops left Afghanistan, and it seems that this war is considered lost. So for now the rhetoric is more about peace. The Internet is not yet widely available. But it already exists and is spreading across the planet.
  Darth-Vaska nodded with a smile and noted:
  - Well, progress is progress!
  Yes, the camp was not yet connected to the Internet, but it was already possible to look at electronic reference books on the computers.
  Darth-Vaska knew the history of the Earth approximately, from the memory of the carrier. Not all of course, but as a schoolboy of about twelve knows history, who studies without Cs, but does not pull to be an excellent student.
  In the fifth grade, children studied ancient history, in the sixth, the Middle Ages. Well, and, who knows , Vaska read on his own. In those days, computer games and personal game consoles were still far from common, and children still read a lot. And Vaska managed to read some things. Even such a serious book as "The CIA vs. the USSR." It was interesting, and something about the level of technology of people.
  Darth-Vaska thought that the history of people is nothing but wars. In their universe, there are people too. And they, once upon a time, were as technologically primitive as earthlings. True, they lived on several different planets.
  And there were many different civilizations. And here the planet Earth is alone and in strict isolation. Where are the other civilizations, I ask?
  Darth-Vaska winked at his vis-à-vis. Yes, it looked quite funny.
  Leonida, meanwhile, rode her motorcycle. Along the way, she refueled from tanks, picked up speed, collided, received damage, and was repaired again.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - A motorcycle is already an outdated unit!
  The girl objected:
  - No! It's practical.
  Darth-Vaska noted:
  - There are also flying motorcycles, with great speed. But in any case, great progress awaits the Earth!
  Leonida nodded:
  - Yes, I know! I've read science fiction. In particular, about Callisto. Yes, technology developed very well in the future.
  Seryozhka shrugged his shoulders and remarked:
  - Nowadays, few people believe in communism anymore .
  Darth Vaska laughed and replied:
  - What is communism? It comes from the word commune. And in a commune it won't be very good, and even scary. A commune is a primitive communal system. And there the technologies are primitive. More precisely, their almost complete absence!
  Leonida giggled and remarked:
  -No, communism is a dream of an ideal society!
  Seryozhka nodded:
  - And like, how Christians dreamed of heaven! If, of course, there is a soul.
  Darth-Vaska answered confidently:
  - The soul, of course, exists! I know that for sure. But the idea of its existence in heaven, or in hell after the destruction of the body is naive! In reality, everything is much more complicated.
  The girl nodded and noted:
  - Now priestly tales are becoming fashionable again. For example, there are both Orthodox and Baptists who promise heavenly bliss in their own way.
  Darth-Vaska chuckled and replied:
  - And we will strive for happiness right now, and on Earth!
  And he banged his fist on the table, albeit lightly, so as not to break anything.
  And looked at the display screen again. Here, for example, is another game. This time a quest. And the girl in the picture is walking through a fairy-tale forest. Well, that's not so interesting.
  Darth Vaska switched. Here, for example, is a shooter. He is in the castle as a warrior. And he fights with a whole army. Now that is more interesting. And you destroy enemies with bullets. And you yourself become more armed . And along the way you pick up ammunition, health kits and so on. What I must say, it makes the game simply wonderful.
  Darth Vader got carried away. You move from level to level. And your opponents become more numerous and harmful. But your weapon also improves, and you yourself, gaining points, increase your own survivability.
  And this is interesting. And along the way you can grab gold or something valuable - like a crown. And for money you can buy armor or more advanced and powerful weapons. As they say, this is beauty.
  Dart-Vaska got seriously carried away. Until the signal sounded that it was time for dinner.
  There is no strict regime, as there was a few years ago, when everyone marched in formation and according to orders. Now the year is one thousand nine hundred and eighty- nine - the time of velvet revolutions in Europe, the congress in the USSR , and soon the parade of sovereigns should begin. And here in the Moscow region, as nowhere else, the thirst for freedom and change is felt acutely. When a thief in law for a teenager is much more authority than the General Secretary of the Central Committee of the CPSU, and he fears his friends more than the police. And now, on the command of their new boss, underage hooligans went to dinner.
  Of course, there are two dozen strong boys walking barefoot, and some of them already have tattoos. There are no boys older than fourteen in the camp, but there are some who have tattoos, as if they spent ten years without the right to correspondence.
  Dart-Vaska thought that maybe he should get something tattooed on himself. Some symbol, like a dragon or a lion. Or maybe even a thief-in-law star. True, for such a tattoo, if you are not a thief yet, you can be killed.
  Dart-Vaska puffed up and began to sing, and the hooligan boys marching behind him in formation picked up the chant:
  The boy lived in the twenty-first century,
  He dreamed that space would be conquered by him...
  That the Fatherland has legions of forces,
  Quasars will illuminate the capital!
  
  But the boy immediately became a time traveler,
  On the front lines of the global fire...
  There the torn metal melts,
  And it seems that there is no living place!
  
   The boy was always used to living in luxury,
  When bananas and pineapples are everywhere...
  Well, now, here's the problem,
  It's as if you've found yourself a Judas!
  
  It rumbles, fiery thunder is heard,
  Flashes flew across the sky like a storm...
  I believe the Wehrmacht will be defeated,
  Because the heart has the courage of a boy!
  
  Born to fight , so to speak, from the nursery,
  We guys really love to fight bravely...
  You, the Wehrmacht, that is advancing like a horde , smash it,
  And make Hitler look pathetic, like a clown!
  
  For the Motherland, for Stalin's sons,
  They stood up, clenching their fists tighter...
  But we are cool knights-eagles,
  We will be able to drive the Fuhrer beyond the Vistula!
  
  Such is the power of pioneers, know that
  That nothing in the world can compare to her...
  We will soon build a paradise in the universe,
  The holy faces from the icons will bless!
  
  We will give our hearts for the Motherland,
  We love our Fatherland very much...
  Above us is a radiant cherub,
  We ourselves will be the judges of fascism!
  
  Now the enemy is rushing straight to Moscow,
  And the boy is barefoot in the snowdrift...
  I will stop that horde, I believe,
  I know they won't cut the girl's braids!
  
  I became a pioneer very quickly,
  And the boy will have the will of steel...
  After all, our heart is like titanium metal,
  And the main leader, the all-wise genius Stalin!
  
  I am a pioneer, I run barefoot in winter,
  And my heels turned red in the frost...
  But Hitler will be crushed with a scythe,
  And let's give a kiss to the scarlet rose!
  
  Believe me, for Russia we are eagles,
  And we won"t let the Fuhrer through to the capital...
  Although Satan's forces are strong,
  I believe we'll soon skin Adolf alive!
  
  We have such power - all people,
  We children fight for justice...
  And Hitler, he is a notorious villain,
  And he will not receive mercy from the people!
  
  We have a very powerful machine gun for us,
  What shoots so accurately at the fascists...
  Lead the fire and there will be results,
  Victory will come in radiant May!
  
  We will make the Fatherland higher than the stars,
  We will soon raise the red flag over Mars...
  For God Jesus Christ is with us,
  in glory forever !
  
  But Stalin is also a brother to the pioneers,
  Although the children are much braver than us...
  The boy has a well-aimed machine gun,
  He will shoot off the fascists' towers!
  
  Although the snowdrifts were piled high,
  A boy fights a barefoot Fritz...
  It's not hard for him to kill a fascist,
  At least he passes the exam, of course, it"s a strict one!
  
  And the boy also calculated the letter,
  The Nazi, having fired a shot, accurately cut down...
  There is a flame in the heart, and the metal is burning,
  The Fuhrer will not allow disinformation about the Fatherland!
  
  And you love your homeland,
  She is like a mother to all nations, you know...
  I love Jesus and Stalin,
  And give the Fuhrer a good beating!
  
  Well, fascists, the pressure has already run out,
  It looks like the Nazis are running out of steam...
  Hitler will get a punch in the snout,
  And we will sing under this clear sky!
  
  boy ran through the winter in shorts ,
  And I didn"t even notice a runny nose...
  I don"t understand why you have a cold.
  Sometimes children get too sick!
  
  In spring it is already very easy to fight,
  It's nice to splash through puddles until the end...
  They sat down in the boat, taking the oar,
  What was this very interesting to us!
  
  To fight and dare for the Motherland,
  We pioneers will be very bold...
  Passing exams with only A's,
  To quickly get yourself out into the world!
  
  I believe that fighters will come to Berlin,
  Although the war is not going too smoothly...
  We will conquer the vastness of the universe,
  However, things are not going well for the little boy yet !
  
  Although, of course, in war it is always,
  Every bush is filled with dangers...
  But there will be a pioneer dream,
  barefoot boy is very nimble!
  
  He's a boy who hits the fascists with precision,
  Because a pioneer has honor in his heart...
  The Fuhrer will get his payback in the forehead,
  And we will punish the rest as an example!
  
  Whatever I can, I will do, you know,
  After all, Russians are invincible in battle...
  Let's build a red paradise in the universe,
  united with the party !
  
  And believe me, our enemies will not erase us,
  We will perform a miracle like giants...
  Break the shackles of the universe,
  And Hitler is a vile Judas!
  
  The years will pass, the times will come,
  Saint in the boundlessness of communism!
  And Lenin will be with us forever,
  We will crush, believe me, the yoke of fascism!
  
  How good, Christ will resurrect everyone,
  And if it doesn"t come, then science...
  After all, man has grown to power,
  Life is not easy, brothers, you know, it"s a thing!
  
  The greatness of the Fatherland will be in that,
  That everyone , without boundaries, loved her...
  The greatness of the holy country is in one thing,
  To the boundless and most radiant Russia!
  
  I'm a pioneer, while I'm still a boy ,
  And believe me, I don"t want to grow up...
  I will see many different countries soon,
  And I will drive the Fuhrer and his horde into the swamp!
  
  You too, be fighters with courage,
  That our faith will become stronger than steel...
  Fathers are proud of the pioneers,
  The hero's star was given by Comrade Stalin!
  
  In short, the thunder of war will die down,
  We will work furiously at the construction site...
  After all, communism is a solid monolith,
  The village is as beautiful as the capital!
  
  And I, I confess, am even very glad,
  That I have been in hell and in fire...
  Now it's so proud to take the parade,
  Generous is the Fatherland in endless glory!
  That's how the boys , having walked around in a circle several times, sang. Their still childish, ringing voices sounded very beautiful.
  After that, they went into the canteen building. Here, on the occasion that the congress of people's deputies would be held tomorrow, the children were given, in addition to exotic fruits and Western humanitarian aid, also a sandwich spread with black caviar.
  And this was met with enthusiasm and joy.
  Darth-Vaska harshly remarked:
  - Be careful with your stomachs. You have training after dinner.
  Seryozhka giggled and noted:
  - Everything requires skill - exercise and training! This is the boy's destiny, you know!
  Vaska-Dart sang enthusiastically:
  But you shouldn't be angry with fate,
  Although bad news comes...
  We will always have enemies,
  It would be an honor, it would be an honor!
  The children ate and savored it. Although black caviar is not such a cool food. In any case, in terms of taste, bananas are probably better.
  Leonida noted:
  - Why is everyone so crazy about this black caviar? It's not that great, let's say!
  Seryozhka noted with a smile:
  - I think it's a matter of prestige. Like black caviar is cool!
  Darth-Vaska nodded:
  - Yes, if the tsars had appropriated the exclusive right to bast shoes, then they would have been the most fashionable clothing!
  Then there was laughter. And the Sith boy threw the spoon with his bare toes. It flew past and hit a gadfly that was squirming around the dining room. And then the Terminator boy caught it again with his bare toes. A gasp of admiration went through the room. This was really just super.
  The boys applauded and clapped their hands, exclaiming:
  - Wow! This is simply incredible! I've never seen anything like it!
  Dart-Vaska again threw the spoon with his bare feet and sang:
  The world is based on violence,
  The volcano of rage lashes out with full force...
  The tension of the highest forces,
  Awakens with pain and fear,
  Only fear will give us friends,
  Only pain motivates one to work,
  That's why I want it more and more,
  a ray gun at your enemies!
  And the Sith boy threw the spoon and the knife again, this time. They crossed in mid-flight, turned over, cut a couple of flies in half, and returned to the child wonder terminator and the Sith.
  There was thunderous applause. Indeed, everything turned out extremely well . The members of the juvenile gang were especially happy. The hooligan children whistled and clapped their hands. You won't see anything like that even in the movies.
  One of the boys remarked:
  - And who is Bruce Lee , compared to Vaska Panteleev!?
  The other boy answered with a smile:
  - No one! He's as far from our Vaska as he is from the moon.
  The biggest boy suggested:
  - We need to come up with a decent nickname for the boss. Vaska is a cat. But we need something cooler.
  The boy in dark glasses suggested:
  - Maybe I should take a nickname - ninja cat?
  There was a noise...
  Vaska-Dart objected:
  - No! This is not serious. You can simply call me, lord. It sounds respectable.
  Seryozhka nodded and noted:
  - White Lord! It sounds right. And the black lord was Darth Vader.
  A buzz went through the rows of children. It seemed like such a thing would be very, very funny.
  Vaska-Dart growled:
  - No! Let him just be a lord. Without any black or white.
  The biggest boy nodded:
  - This will be cool! Lord!
  Leonida's girl took it and sang:
  - Warriors can do anything, believe me, they are dashing,
  And with them the great lord at the head...
  Even though the boys' feet are completely bare,
  They are like Satan in power!
  Vaska-Dart noted aggressively:
  - I'm used to fighting in all sorts of ways , I've seen the bottom of many, many bottles...
  They should be afraid of me, long, long ago !
  And the order followed:
  - Get out, boys !
  The pioneer leaders did not object. They were in a completely aggressive environment, against which it was dangerous to object!
  . CHAPTER #4.
  Vaska-Dart's squad grew to forty guys . Among them were several girls. They marched, of course, barefoot. As befits young karatekas. Such a peculiar children's special forces. Dart-Vaska even thought about marching on Moscow, which was only a hundred kilometers away. And how the pioneers would stomp barefoot, going to storm the capital. True, such an army could be laid low with a machine gun. If someone had the conscience to shoot at children.
  Vaska-Dart started singing, and the other boys and girls in chorus joined in singing the cheerful and pioneer song:
  I am a modern boy, like a computer,
  Or it would be easier to just say, young prodigy...
  And it turned out really cool -
  That Hitler, the possessed one, will be beaten!
  
  A boy barefoot through the snowdrifts,
  Under the barrels of the fascists goes...
  His legs became scarlet like a goose's,
  And a bitter reckoning awaits!
  
  But the pioneer straightened his shoulders boldly,
  And with a smile he walks towards the execution...
  The Fuhrer sends some to the ovens,
  Someone was hit by a fascist with arrows!
  
  A boy prodigy from our era,
  He took the blaster and rushed boldly into battle...
  The fascist chimeras will dissipate,
  And God Almighty is with you forever!
  
  A smart boy hit the Fritzes with a beam,
  And he mowed down a whole row of monsters...
  Now the distance to communism has become closer,
  hit the fascists with all his might!
  
  The boy prodigy shoots a beam,
  After all, he has a very powerful blaster...
  "Panther" melts in one salvo,
  It's simple, you know, asshole!
  
  We will wipe out the fascists without any problems,
  And we will simply exterminate the enemies ...
  Here our blaster hit with all its might,
  Look, the cherub spreads his wings!
  
  I crush them, without a glint of metal,
  Here this powerful "Tiger" caught fire...
  Don't you have enough land, fascists?
  You want more games with blood!
  
  Russia is a big empire,
  Stretched from the sea to the deserts...
  I see a girl running around barefoot,
  And the barefoot boy - the devil, disappear!
  
  The damned fascist quickly moved the tank,
  he charged headlong into Russia ...
  But we'll give Hitler some blood cans,
  We'll smash the Nazis into smithereens!
  
  Fatherland, you are dearest to me,
  Endless from the mountains and darkness of the taiga...
  There is no need to let the soldier rest on his bed.
  The boots sparkle in a brave march!
  
  I became a great pioneer at the front,
  The hero's star was won in one go...
  For others, I will be an example without borders,
  Comrade Stalin is simply ideal!
  
  We can win, I know for sure,
  Although the story turns out differently...
  The attack is underway, evil fecal fighters,
  And the Fuhrer has become really cool!
  
  There is little hope left for the US,
  They swim without any mischief...
  The Fuhrer is capable of overthrowing him from his pedestal,
  The capitalists are terrible, just crap!
  
  What to do if the boy turned out to be,
  In captivity, stripped naked and driven out into the cold...
  The teenager fought desperately with the Fritz,
  But Christ Himself suffered for us !
  
  Then he will have to endure torture,
  When you are burned with red iron...
  When on the head, breaking bottles,
  Press a red-hot rod to your heels!
  
  You better keep quiet, grit your teeth, boy,
  And endured tortures like the titan of Rus'...
  Let them burn your lips with a lighter,
  But Jesus can save the fighter!
  
  You will go through any torture, boy,
  But you will endure, without bowing under the whip...
  Let the rack greedily tear out your hands,
  The executioner is now both the king and the black prince!
  
  Someday the torment will end,
  You will find yourself in God's beautiful paradise...
  And there will be time for new adventures,
  We will enter Berlin when May sparkles!
  
  So what if they hanged the child?
  The fascist will be thrown into hell for this...
  A loud voice is heard in Eden,
  The boy has risen from the dead - joy and result!
  
  So you don't need to be afraid of death,
  Let there be heroism for the Motherland...
  After all, Russians have always known how to fight,
  Know that evil fascism will be destroyed!
  
  We will pass like an arrow through the heavenly bushes,
  With a girl who is barefoot in the snow...
  Below us is a garden, seething and blooming,
  I'm running on the grass like a pioneer!
  
  In paradise we will be forever in happiness, children,
  We are doing great there, very well...
  And there is no more beautiful place on the planet,
  Know that it will never become difficult!
  This is how the pioneers marched after dinner. Having no authority among adults, they obeyed a barefoot boy in shorts of about twelve. True, he was capable of fighting as no other person on planet Earth had ever fought.
  Vaska-Dart decided to train his barefoot team for now, and to warm up a little himself, trying out the capabilities of his new, young body and being ready for feats.
  They came out to the stadium and broke into ranks. The boys, on the command of the young leader, bared their torsos and remained in their underwear. After which, for starters, they began to do push-ups.
  Vaska-Dart himself set an example, doing the same with his fists. His young body obeyed easily, and was flexible. Vaska-Dart used the capabilities of the boy-carrier's muscles to the fullest. And he acted, very energetically.
  The child's little muscles contracted and straightened. And the other boys worked. Some of them quickly got tired of doing push-ups, but others continued through force.
  Vaska-Dart sang:
  One, two, three, four, five,
  Calculate in order...
  We'll scare the boys,
  And drive them to exercise!
  
  Let the boa constrictor have a long tail,
  It bends like a bridge...
  One, two, three, four,
  Hands up, legs wide apart!
  After which, he ordered, jumping up from the stove:
  - Now, squat!
  And the boys obeyed in unison. This is how the training began. Dart-Vaska gave a feasible load. Boys and girls did different exercises. And bends, and turns, and stretching, and they tried to sit on the splits.
  Then push-ups again, and then abs. Also quite a load. The children were literally sweating.
  After that, squats again, holding pebbles in their hands. Some boys and girls fell over from fatigue.
  After which, Darth-Vaska, deciding that it was enough for now, led them to the pool.
  The young warriors marched in formation. The bare feet of the boys and girls stamped their steps quite clearly and energetically. Their hands were also in motion.
  On the move, Vaska-Dart demonstrated this or that punch. After which, he exclaimed forcefully:
  - Kiya! Kiya!
  Now that was a real workout. And then, to add to the fun, Darth Vader in the body of a young pioneer boy began to sing:
  What is duty for a pioneer ? It is a guiding burning star...
  We provide new examples,
  To defeat the Reich forever!
  
  I believe we will build a new bright world,
  Even though evil fascism is coming,
  We pioneers march in formation,
  May the century of communism triumph!
  
  Pioneers, glorious guys,
  Stalin is with us, Vladimir Ilyich...
  than us are the October children,
  But we'll hit the Nazis in the face with a brick!
  
  How many barefoot generations,
  There are too many of us fighters to count...
  We have a very wise leader, Lenin, with us,
  Let us pay tribute to him!
  
  A pioneer always knows how to fight,
  We teach this in full...
  He carries a powerful RPG in his backpack,
  And behind him is a mighty country!
  
  Here is Moscow, the capital under attack,
  Raging fascism threatens ...
  But it's not for nothing that we're cool kids,
  And we will build, I know, communism!
  
  Reflected the wave, the pressure, the tsunami,
  Glory, confirmed with a steel sword...
  Jesus the great, God with us,
  We'll smash all the Nazis to pieces!
  
  Faith will be with us for centuries,
  Because eternal communism...
  And the time of hard times will pass,
  The defeated fascist will end!
  
  Hitler will put a steel bullet in his forehead,
  And it will die like a pack of rats...
  The Third Reich just got a fig,
  And his pressure suddenly went sour!
  
  We, the people of the USSR, are united,
  Ukrainian, Russian and Uzbek!
  Together Ossetians and Georgians,
  We are united by the red flag!
  
  Communism, I believe, yes, we will build it,
  You know, any dream will be in it...
  You were a pioneer, but became a hero,
  And remained young forever!
  
  God himself, for the glory of communism,
  The USSR blessed forever...
  Although efforts at revanchism are visible,
  Let's build a just world today!
  
  We swear to Stalin the wisest,
  Keep your honor and fight to the end...
  The sun will shine brightly over Russia,
  Clean, great country!
  After that, the guys went into the room. It was already late, but they were let in. The child warriors took a shower and went to splash in the water.
  Dart-Vaska noted:
  - It's not bad here, although the bottom is a bit shallow.
  The young warrior climbed the tower, jumped from it like a swallow. And went under the water. How wonderful . When he was the crippled Darth Vader, he couldn't afford to splash around in the water. But now it's great to splash around.
  Seryozhka noticed:
  - Your muscles have become much more defined!
  Darth-Vaska nodded:
  - Yes! A healthy mind makes a healthy body.
  Leonida noted:
  - You must have been a great warrior in your past life!
  The Sith pioneer nodded and answered honestly:
  - I was the greatest warrior in the galaxy.
  And the boy just jumps out and jumps up. And does some stretching.
  Seryozhka noted with a smile:
  - I see that very well! How everything changes...
  Vaska-Dart really began to change before our eyes and became much more muscular. The twelve-year-old boy became clearly more handsome, and his hair became whiter and brighter.
  And so the boys and girls threw rubber balls at each other. And it's a very nice fight and game.
  Leonida noted with a smile:
  - This is how we play! And it's a combination of business and pleasure! And it's, I must say, extremely cool !
  Seryozhka took it and sang:
  The war will be strong and terrible,
  We boys have swords...
  Although battle can be dangerous,
  You better get your brain treated!
  Vaska-Dart jumped up, and did it a good three meters, and spun in the air. He did a somersault and landed. But what's so unusual about that?
  The boys really started to flex their muscles. And they have pretty good bodies. Still smooth and hairless, but quite muscular boys . And they splash and splash each other.
  Seryozhka took it and sang, baring his teeth:
  Water, water, cold water,
  That it spilled from the bucket for a reason!
  Leonida giggled and noted, baring her teeth:
  - It would really be extremely cool, and on an extremely large scale!
  Vaska-Dart took and climbed up again with lightning speed, and jumped up there. And jumped with great energy. And twisted in flight seven times, and went under water. The boy turned out to be extremely cool and frisky, and agile.
  A tall boy of about fourteen roared:
  - Now that's cool! What an invincible leader we have!
  Seryozhka took it and sang:
  Mr. Bush with the Soviet President,
  It was not in vain that we sat at the table...
  A treaty more important than the Bretto,
  Two leaders have been arrested!
  
  The raspberries have blossomed in riotous colors,
  Because bandits are everywhere...
  There is no bread, but there is plenty of shoe polish,
  And the blood of teeth flows in the beard!
  Vaska-Dart sang with fury:
  Wow, eh , the working class is more cheerful,
  Ata! Go on strike, boys, dance, girls!
  Ata! Let them remember us today!
  May Adidas be with us!
  And again the young gang laughs. That's what kind of guys have become here, so aggressive and cheerful at the same time.
  The Sith boy added, baring his teeth:
  We are the strongest in the world,
  We will soak all our enemies in the toilet ...
  The Fatherland does not believe in tears,
  And we'll give the evil oligarchs a good whack on the brains!
  And the young warrior took and waved his hand. A dozen boys were knocked off their feet by waves of force.
  Vaska-Dart noted with a smile:
  - My power is phenomenal and cosmic. And magochlorians are not the most important thing here. The most important thing is the spirit of a real Sith! And any body can be adapted!
  Seryozhka nodded with a smile:
  - Yes, lord! The body can be anything, but in a healthy body, a healthy spirit!
  The boys continued to splash, and Vaska-Dart started singing:
  Our pioneer path leads to the skies,
  For the glory of the great holy fatherland...
  Let Russia rise again without boundaries,
  And shines in its unearthly glory!
  
  We are dashing children for the light of communism,
  The great Lenin, you know, illuminated the way for us...
  Let the ashes of fascism be reduced to dust,
  May the Almighty grant us much strength!
  
  The Nazis broke through in a roaring crowd,
  It was as if hell had descended upon the earth...
  Now I walk barefoot with the girl ,
  And we need a boy friend with a machine gun!
  
  The enemies near Moscow bared their teeth,
  And like madmen, they roar with anger!
  But I believe we will tear the evil forelocks of the Fritzes,
  And they will shout: Hitler kaput!
  
  To the glory of the Soviets, the land of giants,
  We will bear the cross of battle until the end...
  Even though Stalin is our father, we are united in this,
  We honor Jesus the Holy Christ!
  
  a punch in the face near Moscow ,
  And quickly, like a hare, he runs back...
  We have such limitless powers,
  And the party, you know, is a solid monolith!
  
  For the glory of Christ we drove out the fascists,
  Under the red banner of October ideas!
  radiant distances will not fade ,
  Believe me, pioneers live for a reason!
  
  In winter we walked barefoot in the snowdrifts,
  But know that no one sneezed at the frost...
  As they ploughed through the snow for miles,
  The mighty Christ interceded for us!
  
  When Stalingrad began to sparkle with lights,
  It's time for the Fritzes to die...
  The Fuhrer will not trample us with his boots,
  Such an army of power without boundaries!
  
  We, the knights, drove the fascists away, rejoicing,
  They smashed them everywhere, and got down to business...
  Fortune will bestow her kiss,
  Dreams will soar skyward!
  
  Boy, always stay young,
  Fight for a just cause with fun!
  God himself instructs the crystal strings,
  And you are a radiant child of Heaven!
  
  I know Berlin will soon be under us,
  Even though the enemy is very strong and the Tiger is big...
  But the glory of Christ is endless in glory,
  And you are a pioneer, which means you are a cool warrior!
  
  We will achieve our goal, and we firmly believe in it,
  Because the hand of the Lord is behind us...
  Our mighty Russian soldiers,
  And Stalin is truly a knight and a king!
  
  Like a mountain eagle with Jesus above the sky,
  Our Stalin, great and proud, is circling!
  And the fields will be filled with golden ears of grain,
  And we will forge a strong shield from steel!
  That's how they sang for the umpteenth time, demonstrating their will and strength and desire to win. And it turned out great .
  It was already late, and Vaska-Dart decided that it was time for the tired boys to rest.
  And he commanded in his ringing voice:
  - Now dry yourself and go to your rooms. It's time for you guys to sleep.
  And the young pioneers moved to their places. They, of course, were also pretty tired.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - Will he sleep in the rooms?
  Vaska-Dart nodded in agreement:
  - Of course! What do we have to fear?!
  Leonida giggled and replied:
  - I think it will be nice! And extremely interesting. Although, I would like to go with you.
  Seryozhka shrugged his shoulders and replied:
  - No! Boys sleep with boys, and girls with girls!
  Vaska-Dart nodded in agreement:
  - Even if the game is not according to the rules,
  We are thieves, not suckers !
  After which, having finished washing in the shower and brushing their teeth for the night, the team moved through the buildings.
  Well, of course, how can one not finally take and sing, like a fighting brigade of minors and bandits, and at the same time heroes. Moreover, the concept of a hero and a bandit is relative, and here you can"t just take and guess so easily.
  And the ringing voices of the boys circled over the night camp:
  I stood under the red banner, a mighty pioneer,
  And he sang songs under the copper horn...
  For the Octobrists, I am simply a huge example,
  And my gaze is radiant, proud!
  
  The bad time has come - the fascists are near Moscow,
  And the cool pioneers took up arms...
  I run through snowdrifts only in shorts and barefoot,
  Showing examples of courage to other fighters!
  
  We are children, you know, of Stalin, and he is a great tyrant,
  He will wave a huge club and the Fritzes will feel scared...
  Conquered many European countries,
  The Fritzes attacked in a pack, believe me, treacherously!
  
  But we are proud pioneers, we have a gun in our hands,
  The fascist will get a bullet right under the ribs...
  swindlers will run away screaming ,
  And the Fuhrer will get a punch in the back!
  
  For a pioneer, the Motherland is simply a mother,
  Which gives us the heart of the universe...
  And we are capable of tearing apart sick Hitler,
  Crush the Reich to its very foundations!
  
  I tore that swastika into pieces near Moscow,
  And threw the fascists into the trash...
  Comrade Stalin is my great ideal,
  We drove the prisoners in a crowd to the construction site!
  
  And after , Stalingrad - the ninth wave,
  In which we trampled the Nazis...
  In vain did the Fuhrer yell at the goat,
  We see the distant horizons of communism today!
  
  died at the battle of Kursk ,
  His troops are iron cripples...
  They pierced Hitler's bony side with a bayonet,
  And we will receive happiness, you know, forever!
  
  That the fascist has loaded the barrier on the Dnieper,
  You know, trenches won"t help him...
  And Stalin, the leader, although a simple Georgian,
  The Nazis are drawn straight into the general pool!
  
  Warsaw is the frontline center,
  It was as if the Fritzes were frozen in the snow...
  But their defense is not worth even a cent,
  Believe me, it's too late to save your ass!
  
  Berlin has become ours, there is a big parade,
  Stalin himself is on the podium - the great leader...
  And we sent the Fuhrer to hell,
  There is a howl and a terribly wild roar!
  
  We walk across the square proud and strong,
  No longer pioneers - Komsomol members...
  The blonde girl and I are walking together,
  And we have guys with us too - volunteers!
  
  Those who are dead - the Almighty will resurrect them,
  And higher than the mountains, the radiance will rise...
  Let us raise the shield of the cherubim of the universe,
  To the glory of this Lord, these verses!
  
  Science will develop and flood the space,
  The rivers will flow like a stormy stream...
  All enemies will face long-term defeat,
  And let the children's laughter ring out loudly!
  
  When the immortal communism of the whole universe comes,
  It will be really cool in there - through the roof...
  And fascism will perish in the underworld of Hitler's hell,
  The Almighty will make the subscription for us!
  
  In short, pioneers, hurry up and dare,
  Let's tie a red tie, we need to do it again!
  And there will be a noble paradise in the universe,
  There will be no Gomorrah or Sodom!
  After which, the detachment's fighters dispersed to their buildings and rooms. Everything was quiet and peaceful.
  Dart-Vaska and Seryozhka with three other boys stayed in a separate room. Quite smart and with a color TV. According to camp custom, they were placed five people in one room. And it must be said, it was quite convenient. And not boring, and at the same time there were none of the problems that were in the less comfortable camps of the USSR, where there were ten or even twenty kids in a room. Here, snorers can be stinky . And in general, a room with twenty people is much noisier and more uncomfortable than with five.
  And so, the clean washed boys lay down in soft and rather large beds.
  And as is usual with children, they fell asleep almost immediately. Seryozhka, however, wanted to ask Vaska:
  - What are we going to do tomorrow?
  But the Sith boy answered briefly but clearly:
  - The morning is wiser than the evening!
  And he added:
  - Tomorrow will be better than yesterday!
  Vaska-Dart himself needed time to better master the new body and to rest. In addition, the young muscles began to ache greatly from excessive physical exertion. It is not for nothing that an ordinary person does not use the strength of a muscle to one hundred percent - it is very exhausting.
  And even more so, Darth Vader needs to sleep and recover.
  Moreover, he does not waste time. And he sees very bright and beautiful dreams, full of adventures;
  The Black Lord and his armada were moving towards the planet Shilo. This is the base planet of a race that is not very numerous and technological, but which gave the second percentage of Jedi after humans. Or, about a quarter of the entire order.
  They were a potential threat to the Empire, and that had to be dealt with. Although most of the Togruta's Force-gifted members had perished during the wars and the execution of Order 66, a new generation of light-side adepts could grow up. So Darth Vader had every reason to fear that the painted aliens would become a new hotbed of resistance to the Empire.
  The rebels had no large or even medium-class combat starships left. But several space vessels converted from trade to combat ones were still circling in orbit.
  The Togrutas apparently decided that running and hiding in distant worlds would be a disgrace - better to die with dignity. Although they had no chance against powerful Imperial starships, especially the flagship "Eye of Palpatine"!
  Darth Vader felt his mood on the rise, even breathing through the black mask became easier and more confident. As if the engine and the main units of a burnt car had been replaced.
  Here is the Togrut planet itself - the fourth from the big star. Emerald-blue atmosphere with light silvery foam of clouds, from the height it seems slowly floating and beautiful. The sublunar world is interesting, gravity, despite the fact that the diameter exceeds the Earth's by two and a half times, is approximately equal to the standard.
  There are few seas and lakes, but there are plenty of rivers, and the climate is very humid, mild, like on the earth's equator.
  Both flora and fauna are extremely diverse . And although there were many academics and Jedi of the former republic among the Togruta, outwardly their planet remains virgin and almost untouched by civilization.
  The megalopolises are more like gardens than the usual cities in this galaxy. Almost all the buildings in shape and coloring resemble flower buds and amazingly diverse butterflies.
  There are also structures in the form of slowly moving animals . So the zoo here is large-scale.
  In addition, there is a great variety of fountain compositions. Jets of water or some other multi-colored liquid shoot out for hundreds of meters, and some giant fountains reach up to ten kilometers.
  Here, the most modern technologies come to the rescue, including gravity accelerators, which whip up the liquid flows, throwing them out with a colossal impulse. This is how such wonderful and fabulously colorful effects arise.
  When you look at a metropolis from above, it seems to you that the streets, alleys, and avenues form an expressive and very skillful ornament.
  But the beauty did not touch the black lord. A feeling of pity and deep regret crept into his heart and soul about the fact that he had to destroy the beautiful.
  But Darth Vader forced himself to suppress the feeling of pity or compassion. It was disgusting, repulsive, like a black Sith devouring locusts. No coddling or warm human feelings. One had to be absolutely ruthless. No love, no regret, no hint of kindness! And let those cute little animals pay for supporting the Jedi and the rebels.
  screams shrilly, hissing like a cobra through his black mask :
  - Yes, annihilation for you! Let no one dare to oppose the will of the emperor!
  The empire prepared a new weapon for testing: a gravity nuclear bomb.
  The Togrutas also covered their planet with a protective field. But Darth Vader knows very well that space marine modules are not stopped by such shields.
  Therefore, it is entirely possible to lower a bomb from a boat and activate the detonator...
  This is an interesting weapon. Darth Vader stroked his terrifying mask, shiny with ebony. Alas, he can't even scratch his nose in a normal atmosphere. He looks ridiculous in his mask, like a health poster: "beware of ticks." And it's even strange that the empire can destroy a planet, but give its second leader a new body - no!
  In the ashen, napalm-scorched skies, the carnivorous piranhas of the Imperial fleet emerged. Some of the starships were shaped like sharp daggers with thick handles. The spaceships with their landing force resembled sperm whales in shape.
  Of course, in its optimal form, a combat ship should be as streamlined as possible.
  The Empire unifies its starships to this form. And those converted into combat merchant ships look clumsy and ridiculous.
  The short battle began with the launch of a rocket carrying a thermoquark charge. After testing the superbomb on Baldwin, it is interesting to test the effects of the super-strong interaction in outer space.
  Darth Vader, watching the train of gravitational plasma trailing behind the rocket like a bride's shroud, muttered discontentedly:
  - The power and manifestation of the capabilities of the Magochlorians are increasingly suppressed by technological innovations! The Sith under Darth Sidious are finally mired in an arms race.
  But that's just words. And all means are good for moving towards the goal. And force, it is also limited. For example, how long did they search for the rebel base, and even destroyed a planet for this. Darth Sidious showed that in some matters he is at a height unattainable for Enokin.
  Probably because the dark side of the force was native and kindred spirit for the Emperor. And Skywalker remained his stepson.
  Darth Vader was terribly angry about this, but he was powerless to resist the Emperor. His new apprentice, nicknamed Stalkiller, also did not live up to expectations.
  Moreover, it was from this all too capable Padawan that the rebellion began. The Emperor managed to destroy Stalkiller, the most dangerous of all the rebels, but the flame had already been thrown on dry soil.
  Not all of the rebels are noble knights who challenged tyranny.
  There were a lot of criminals, mafiosi, corrupt officials who didn't like the strict rules established by the space empire.
  They behaved meanly and unprincipled, betraying rebels left and right. But noble knights died, often to protect other people's speculations.
  A thermoquark rocket blazed through space, releasing the energy of 200 billion Hiroshima atomic bombs. The supernova explosion occurred just beyond the range of the enemy's laser batteries.
  It's a kind of like-punch in space battles. When you deliver a long, deadly punch, and you yourself remain at a safe distance.
  While the first destructive blow is delivered by hyperphotons - particles with a speed and momentum many times greater than a normal photon. Next comes the graviwave, and after it more traditional types of destructive radiation.
  Two hundred billion Hiroshimas, in one Hiroshima one hundred thousand killed and even more maimed people. What a wild power it is, when annihilation hyperplasm spreads over hundreds of kilometers of vacuum... Quite large, but clumsy merchant ships, as well as a swarm of one- and two-seater fighters circling around them - all this was swallowed up by the greedy jaws of flaming death.
  She swallowed it without wincing, and regurgitated a huge amount of burning mass heated to billions of degrees Kelvin.
  The path to attack the planet Shilo was open, and there was no point in delaying any longer!
  Covered by a camouflage shield, the landing module with a gravity-nuclear weapon entered the atmosphere.
  Only slight turbulence allowed us to detect that a super-lethal cargo was being dropped. But this no longer matters, since the gravitonic charge was launched in a remote location where there are no laser, ion or baric batteries capable of damaging the sabotage module.
  Darth Vader, with all his apparent disdain for technical developments, could not help but admire the idea. To transform the force of nuclear interaction into annihilation flows of gravitons. It is essential that the force of gravity is 10-42 times weaker than nuclear, but at the same time, on a planetary scale it manifests itself more than noticeably. Thanks to this, a relatively small gravitonic bomb is capable of shaking, in contact with the surface of a planet, like ten thousand especially large-caliber annihilation missiles.
  Darth Vader whispered, looking through cybernetic optics:
  - Let the liberation of power take place!
  The gravitational nuclear bomb entered the earth like a knife through butter. It passed through its layers, piercing deeper into the body. Two seconds of agonizing anticipation passed...
  And then the graviton-photon hybrids released their super-powerful impulse at once, and the tsunami waves shook, reaching the edge of the sky.
  And the demons of the twelve earthquakes danced across the planet. As if a tennis racket had thrown up all the skyscrapers and colorful houses at once.
  And then, an invisible giant began to knead them, whipping up rich pancakes with blood and bones...
  A beautiful and shapely warrior in a red leather jacket and scarlet mask, swaying her body, approached Vader. This is Faraya, one of the emperor's lovers, and even rumored to have a child from him.
  One of a dozen warriors of the Crimson Guard, gifted with the dark side of the force and serving as the Emperor's hands.
  They are not Sith, but are unofficially considered to be something like Dark Jedi.
  Faraya wears a mask and a leather jacket, but at the same time keeps the crimson nipples of her full breasts and the womb of Venus open. Because of this, she looks so dissolute and vulgar.
  However, this is also part of the system of education of the dark side of the force. Namely, to dress contrary to ethical norms. To cover the face with a scarlet mask, but leave the shameful places open!
  This creates negative emotions in some people, and negative emotions feed the dark side of the force!
  The stunningly destructive aesthetics of annihilation seemed to touch Faraya. She chirped with a smile:
  - The demons have awakened - the power has boiled!
  Darth Vader wittily remarked:
  - The power is dark, but it gives off the shine of scarlet blood!
  The warrior in the scarlet robe answered:
  - It glows in the pockets of those with dark souls and black, leaden thoughts!
  The Terminator girl beckoned with her pointed boot-clad foot to Rikki-Tikki-Tavi. The beautiful animal with nine orange frog legs, a lush peacock tail, and long, multi-colored striped fur quickly crept up to the warrior.
  Faraya stroked the wonderful animal with her heel against the grain. The fur sparkled slightly. The beauty snapped her finger, the clasps came off the boot, revealing a graceful girlish leg.
  Faraya stroked the little animal with her bare foot and purred contentedly when blue discharges of small lightning massaged her curved, pink foot.
  The girl was not only blissful, but also charged herself with a special kind of power. After all, not only magochlorians, but there are still a great many ways in the universe to gain access beyond the barrier of the supernatural material world.
  Although, on the other hand, if in fact there is an infinite number of universes with various physical laws, then everything is not as mysterious and a mystery as it seems at first glance.
  The Force can be controlled and increased, but Darth Vader is stuck at one, far from the highest level.
  Faraya changed her leg, taking off her second boot. Now she looked less vulgar, and bare, graceful, tanned girlish legs were, of course, more beautiful than scarlet boots with long heels, even if strewn with rubies.
  But it is not respectable for a warrior of the red guard to be hanging around in the presence of subordinates. And here in the command post there is only her, the half-robot Vader and Rikki-Tikki-Tavi.
  Moreover, the black lord was not at all inclined to compete in wit or to throw out aphorisms.
  But Faraya is not interested in making jokes alone. She tried to levitate smoothly using her strength. And she put her very beautiful legs with golden-olive, shiny, as if cast skin, on the wool and began to rub vigorously. Both legs are in action, and her body seems to be carried along by the waves.
  Of course, it would be easier to move the chair or turn on the antigrav, but Faraya does not look for easy ways.
  But Darth Vader seems to be in a bad mood. Although the missile worked perfectly, and even according to the computer calculations, it exceeded the calculated power by eleven percent.
  Faraya caught the heavy sigh under the mask and cooed:
  - It looks like, great one , you will have to pick up dust instead of trophies?
  Darth Vader replied angrily, blowing gurgling streams of air through his respirator:
  - That's not the point! If I wanted, the landing would have taken place...
  And a pause...
  Faraya caught the note of regret in Darth Vader's voice and remarked conciliatorily:
  - If you feel sorry for the billions of dead representatives of the Togruta race, then do not despair ... Feed on their dying energy. Twenty-five billion intelligent beings are buried under the rubble.
  - Actually, there are more than fifty billion of them, and we feel their convulsions and strength!
  A double, ringing voice rang out, with such cruel energy and menace in it that the black lord involuntarily flinched and retreated. And Faraya slapped her ass against the carbon fiber flooring.
  The terminator girl screamed in fear and made a bicycle with her bare legs up to the knees. Her bare, shiny heels flashed seductively, and the mask on her pretty face slightly warped.
  Darth Vader, however, stopped immediately. The couple that appeared before him looked more comical than scary.
  A boy and a girl, about ten or eleven years old, human type, but with multi-colored, iridescent skin. Nice children, without luxury items, but with eyes shining like the polar stars.
  At this point , Darth Vader suddenly lost the desire to laugh. Never, even in the presence of Emperor Palpatine himself, had he felt such a powerful and intense flow of dark force next to him.
  The Terminator children rose into the air and were instantly enveloped in a halo of thick webbing of multi-colored lightning.
  Darth Vader felt the negative emotions, pain, suffering, fear, horrors, phobias, and other abominations of the dying billions of people entering them . The dark side of the force feasted, it literally gorged itself on what caused living beings terrible torment.
  At the same time , lightning and pulsars entered and floated in all kinds, shapes and shades. The colors varied in millions of shades of the most diverse perceptions of the world, the universe, power and their surroundings.
  Darth Vader could not feed on the dark force in this way. Perhaps it was not for nothing that Obiwan Kenobi said: - You could never perceive and feel the force any more than a metal spoon perceives the taste of a drink.
  In this case, Darth Vader could, like a monk, sing an ode to the new avatars of evil.
  And feel like a nobody compared to them. But they are still just children, and their strength, oh , is so far from its zenith.
  Faraya felt that the lords of darkness were in front of her and fell to her knees. She stood on her knees very touchingly, her pink, round heels sticking out like ripe pears.
  True, the scarlet leather clothes did not really evoke associations with a modest nun. Rather, it was a humiliated female executioner, who was brought out first for public repentance, and then for execution. And the lightning flashes much more terribly than the blade of any khat axe.
  Darth Vader automatically dropped to one knee, too. That was how he greeted the Emperor, being a black lord and a man whose second place in the empire was undisputed.
  For a short time, however, the supermorph - Chairman of the Galactic Council of Governors Tarkin, wanted to challenge the place of the second to the throne. Moreover, the talented and ruthless Grand Marshal nurtured, albeit secretly, the idea of a conspiracy against the Emperor.
  But the chicken pecks grain by grain, and gains weight faster than a pig, swallowing large pieces!
  . CHAPTER #5
  Maybe that's why Darth Sidious allowed the destruction of the first Death Star. Moreover, the design turned out to be imperfect. In addition to the fact that the shaft's discharge channel turned out to be its weak point, the rate of fire of the battle station was absolutely inadequately low - one shot per day, which allowed it to be used exclusively for the destruction of planets. Or heavily fortified areas located on planets along with sublunary worlds.
  But in the space battle, the first death star was useless. And Darth Sidious hinted that soon the empire would face such a threat, against which, the uprising photon in the rays of a quasar!
  The gravitational nuclear weapon caused significant destruction and disabled the protective field generator, but some buildings, especially those of the plant type, survived.
  In addition, the Togruts used innovative technology in their newest buildings: bacteria-bricks. They, reproducing by division, created new, excellent houses. The division process was controlled by a special cyber plasma field. Thanks to it, the bacteria could give the structures any color and shape.
  The microbial houses were remarkably resilient, and the Imperial cruisers were forced to drop their altitude to fire laser and barite cannons.
  Already morally obsolete, but relatively cheap and effective annihilation missiles were launched from battleships. The bombardment finished off what little remained from the gravitational nuclear impact.
  Some Togruta warriors tried to return fire with disposable portable anti-aircraft systems "bee". But their salvos were too weak for the armor of battleships, battleships and grand cruisers . The blows pierced the defenses and spread out like waves from thrown stones.
  And very few fighters survived. In fact, it was already a purge.
  The Emperor's son, the Sith boy Fek, suddenly hissed:
  - We need ten thousand military prisoners!
  Darth Vader asked naively:
  - Why?
  The Emperor's daughter, the Sith girl, hissed angrily:
  - To hurt them!
  The Black Lord said reluctantly:
  - May the Emperor's will be fulfilled!
  And he felt a wave of disgust inside him. Without losing a single Imperial soldier, they had killed tens of billions of innocent sentient beings.
  It is vile, although it coincides with the teaching that the blood and suffering of the victim strengthens the dark side of the force.
  And Anakin was never a villain or a sadist. He went over to the dark side of the force, believing Chancellor Palpatine that it would open the way to such abilities that the Jedi consider supernatural. In particular, it would help him defeat death, resurrect the dead and save Padwe.
  In fact, the dark side of the force, if it is stronger than the light, is only in the matter of destruction.
  Perhaps a Sith can actually achieve this level of mastery in annihilation , that it will be beyond the power of the Jedi. No wonder Darth Sidious defeated Master Yoda and the entire, quite numerous, Jedi Order!
  And the Emperor's children seem to be planning to land on the planet's surface.
  They easily, like ghosts, slipped through the armor of the battleship, without any protection or spacesuits, and rushed towards the torn surface of the planet.
  Here Darth mechanically asked Farai:
  - How did they get to us?
  The warrior from the scarlet guard muttered in confusion:
  - I don't know, oh lord! We didn't have them on board!
  The Black Lord felt a great deal of fatigue and muttered:
  - Are they really capable of teleporting over vast cosmic distances?
  Faraya unexpectedly, but quite appropriately, repeated Chancellor Palpatine"s phrase:
  - The dark side of the force opens up possibilities that defeated Jedi consider supernatural!
  The warrior felt a chill on her bare feet and sent a telepathic impulse. The boots jumped and covered Farai's seductive legs. The killer girl twisted her strong neck and then her body.
  Why was her young, very strong and healthy body stiff and shaking from the cold? As if a painted pair of children of the most terrible and dangerous Sith in the history of the galaxy had taken all the energy from the air. And now the room was freezing.
  The animal, who has the ability to be strong, folded his peacock tail and curled up into a ball. Apparently, he is also uncomfortable...
  Frost appeared on the carbon fiber floor and control panels. Darth Vader automatically turned on his life support suit to maximum heat.
  Being half machine has its advantages. However, the automatic life support system in the room had already turned on the plasma heater, and a stream of hot air was flowing.
  The frost began to melt quickly, and silvery puddles appeared.
  And the fighting pair is already on the planet's surface. The young Sith fight, holding four lightsabers each in their hands and bare toes. They don't need to lean on their limbs! They have mastered the art of Force hovering to perfection.
  The boy, having parried the blaster shot, cut the warrior with yellow appendages' legs with a swing and yelled:
  - You're like a blotter!
  The girl princess performed a more complex move with both legs and cut the Togruta fighter into eight pieces. But the boy prince did not remain in debt, and cut the next victim into sixteen.
  The Sith children reflected blaster shots very confidently and even carelessly. In general, the peculiarity of the lightsaber is that it is effective against beam weapons. If, of course, you know how to properly wield the superlaser sword.
  But I wonder what a Jedi would look like if he faced a trivial AK?
  The fight with the few surviving warriors and their unfriendly fire turned out to be very easy, and only slightly warmed up the young warriors who were hovering above the ruins.
  Darth Fak and his sister Darth Cobra were born twins. They did not remember their mother, the unusually gifted Togruta warrior Ahsoka. And the fact that the Jedi Ahsoka Tana who gave birth to them belonged to the race that is now being destroyed by the Imperial forces did not touch the hellish couple at all.
  Fak and Kobra were imbued with the dark side of the Force while still in their mother's womb. Deeply resentful of the Jedi, capricious and possessing a huge ego, Ahsoka Tana broke with the order. Of course, she was unfairly accused of sabotage, and treated too casually, not taking into account her services to the Republic.
  Ahsoka, as the most gifted of the Jedi, was assigned to the also most talented , Anakin.
  Despite all the friction, they worked together perfectly and performed real miracles.
  However, Ahsoka, whose magochlorian count exceeded even that of her teacher Skywalker the Elder, decided to break with the Jedi Order and, not wanting to join the Separatists, seek her own happiness.
  Therefore, no one in the galaxy heard about her for a long time.
  The warrior went beyond the nebula to find her empire there. Ahsoka hoped to perhaps create her own syndicate, or order.
  She found a way to move faster. Hypercollapses sometimes occur in space, and they are not visible to devices, but can be felt by those who have a high, masterful level of mastery of the force.
  Of course, the girl had a colossal level of sensitivity. She jumped into another galaxy within a day, ending up in the Razonat Empire.
  Such a huge power, even more powerful, numerous and technologically advanced than the Old Republic or the new empire.
  And yet, there is not a single male in it! Only girls who possess the secret of eternal youth!
  They welcomed Ahsoka quite warmly, but gave her a choice - if you want to join the empire, accept the rules. And their rules are harsh. The entire country is one continuous army. There is absolutely no civilian population - all warriors. From birth, girl soldiers, or rather, they are even enrolled in the army from the moment the embryo begins to form in the cybernetic womb.
  Military training goes on while computers create a new baby. And it goes on until the girl dies.
  They managed to defeat old age, but the males disappeared. The girls were left without men, but at least in the barracks.
  Ahsoka is used to war, and the empire has a rich entertainment industry, and the warriors live luxuriously in their barracks-palaces.
  They themselves are of the human race, though genetically modernized and much, many times stronger and faster than humans. Ahsoka, being one of the strongest fighters in her galaxy, felt like a raw newbie in the ranks of such space amazons.
  Being as strong and fast as they are is impossible without bioengineering. Ahsoka was able to convince the Imperial leadership of her usefulness, especially since the Amazons are not as gifted in strength as they are in technology and combat training.
  Ahsoka was also genetically improved and her body was carefully studied. In addition, the warrior from the Togruta race was able to enrich her combat arsenal, learn what the Jedi did not dare to dream of. She rose high in her position in the empire.
  However, the alien was not allowed into the highest echelons of power. Non-human races were in the position of, in fact, slaves in the female kingdom. Then the angry Ahsoka tore her claws from them too.
  Moreover, Montana de Sable's rebellion had just been suppressed, and Ahsoka had taken part in it, albeit not too actively. She had to flee back to her galaxy.
  There , the republic had already transformed into an empire, and Chancellor Palpatine had donned the royal crown.
  Ahsoka willingly joined the Crimson Guard. Her existence became a secret to everyone, even Darth Vader. Moreover, it was Enokin who Ahsoka least wanted to meet.
  The girl learned many things, including removing the growths on her head and changing her skin color at will. Many considered her a human-type dancer or the emperor's mistress.
  In fact, Ahsoka did not love Palpatine, who was disfigured by force lightning, and the black Sith himself considered love a weakness against the dark side of the force.
  And in general, somehow the Sith of the master level lost the ability to have offspring. But Palpatine had such a desire.
  I wanted to found a stable dynasty, to pass on the secrets of the Force to my descendants, and not to other people's students who would be ready to take your head off at the right moment. After all, Palpatine killed his teacher!
  But the senator, chancellor, and emperor could not reproduce offspring in any way: neither natural nor artificial!
  But it worked out with Ahsoka. The warrior in the neighboring empire learned many technological secrets, including the process of conception. And the prospect that your child will become the heir to a huge space empire and an emperor in the future is very tempting.
  And Ahsoka, for the first time in the long millennia of the Sith's existence, was able to become pregnant by a great master of the dark side of the force. And her children acquired such abilities from birth that neither the Sith nor the Jedi could even dream of.
  And Ahsoka herself - a combination of devilish talent and bioengineering, became an invincible fighter. Only few knew that she was the most formidable warrior in the galaxy, and not a simple, barefoot dancer.
  But Emperor Palpatine was only the father of her two children - a boy and a girl. Darth Sidious insisted that he had a male and female continuation. Although in the long run, this could lead to a war between brother and sister. However, according to tradition, the throne was inherited by the boy. But the sister also received the status of co-ruler. Yes, Palpatine is the ruler and her secret husband, but Ahsoka's true stormy love was ... Steelkiller. Or Darth Vader's student - Winter de Levitan. Darth killed his parents, very strong Jedi counts, and took the extremely gifted boy to raise.
  Ahsoka fell in love with him with all her passion, which the dark side of the force could not extinguish.
  The boy-prince Darth Fak and the girl-princess Darth Cobra were actively working with lightsabers. But the number of targets was rapidly decreasing. They had already killed the Togruta that they could find on the surface, and now there were only a few bunkers of special strength that had survived the use of a grav-nuclear bomb.
  The boy and the girl, like true Sith, made a decision: to show another annihilation ability granted by the dark side of the force. Let their power be the most indestructible!
  Throwing away their lightsabers, the girl and the boy leaned their bare feet against the planet's surface, and raised their supernaturally elongated arms to the sky. After which they crossed them, forming the most ancient sign of the Sith!
  a seasoned Sith Master cannot reproduce . But they are the children of Emperor Palpatine, they are capable of much.
  For the dark side of the force has no bottom, and therefore no limits in the awakening of the forces of destruction!
  And the super-strong bunker shook as the magogravitons pierced it. And tectonic movement began. The structure, the bulkheads, the ventilation shafts, the weapons depots ... All of it shook as if in a fever and began to flatten.
  The Togrutas and other aliens were trapped in a deadly trap, with no way out. Graviomagic was a new form of magic, a level that no Sith had ever achieved. Under the influence of such discharges, everything was flattened and instantly disappeared at best. At worst, you were crushed slowly and irreversibly.
  Then the bones crunched and the vertebrae broke. And the liquid-crystal intelligent jellyfish flared up with a bright, six-colored flame. The ammunition was torn apart by the hellish compression.
  As if billions of bees were pressed into hives, and there a semblance of thermonuclear and nuclear reaction occurred, which beat out a frequent beat. Here is the beat of a drum, which calls souls to the underworld.
  Prince Fek, sucking in the energy of suffering, smugly remarked:
  - The dark side of the force is more capable of growing. Like death and pain, like an avalanche flowing down from infinitely high mountains.
  Princess Cobra readily agreed:
  - But pleasure, joy, bliss - they are temporary! No pleasure can be long-lasting, unlike endlessly lasting suffering!
  The Sith boy logically objected:
  - The pleasure of causing pain to a sentient being. It can last forever!
  The terminator girl burst out laughing and, releasing the pulsar from her hand, growled:
  - What a pleasure it is when you revel in power!
  The killer prince sang at the top of his lungs:
  - And I am raging with passion! This is power, hyperpower!
  And they crossed the lightning of their flaming grey hearts!
  But everything gets boring, as does destruction. The planet was dying, and with it the source of torment and torture was expiring.
  Darth Vader felt disgusting . Moreover, the black lord suddenly felt with unusual clarity the connection between the planet Shilo and the children of the emperor.
  And also remembered his first student Ahsoka. She was still a girl, just entering adolescence, she was naive, daring and charming. Ahsoka Tana amazed with her unique abilities for such a young age. There were even rumors that she was conceived by Magochlorians.
  Several daring operations earned the young warrior great fame. But the real dawn of her talent happened under the new empire.
  Externally, Ahsoka, after bioengineering modification, became more like a human. The growths on her head disappeared, hair appeared, facial features and body shape are just like those of humans. Only the skin became even more multi-colored and changeable.
  But Ahsoka Tano was generally considered a human dancer who enjoyed the Emperor's special trust. Darth Vader even saw her a couple of times, but did not recognize the bare-legged, painted girl as Tano. He even thought that this dancer simply painted herself to give her appearance more exoticism and charm.
  Of course, Ahsoka herself was in no hurry to reveal her incognito. Moreover, the increased abilities became necessary to the empire to the point of cutting and howling of a quark in the core.
  Ahsoka's romance with Steelkiller arose suddenly. The young warrior Galen Marek reminded her of the old Anakin. Although his decision to go against the empire seemed stupid and harmful to Ahsoka. The warrior herself dreamed of building a new powerful fleet and starting expansion to other galaxies.
  But Steelkiller captivated her. And he did not immediately succumb to Ahsoka's charms. The alien warrior had to work hard. It even came to a fight. In it, Ahsoka managed to hit Steelkiller and defeat him.
  After which, she earned respect. Darth Vader's apprentice agreed to respond to her caresses, but in reality he never reciprocated his love.
  However, Ahsoka liked being an active participant in the art of Eros, and the man's coldness only turned her on even more.
  Steelkiller managed to defeat Darth Vader, but he had enough conscience not to deal with his teacher. The Emperor was defeated too. But Galen Marek did not finish off Palpatine ... And that was his mistake.
  In the official version, Steelkiller was killed by the Sith Lord Darth Sidious, who unleashed force lightning. In reality, the Emperor was captured. The leader of the Cat turned on the cold beams, freezing both the crippled Darth Vader and Palpatine.
  Then Ahsoka Tana demanded their release. The Emperor was the father of her children, after all, and the ambitious warrior wanted her superpowered children to rule the universe.
  Galen Marek and Koto refused. Then Ahsoka, filled with feminine rage, challenged Galen to a duel to the death. She sincerely hated her former love for his coldness and callousness. Steelkiller, with poorly concealed reluctance, allowed himself to be literally raped.
  So their fight created whirlwinds of annihilation. Ahsoka, as is customary among her people, and often practiced by the warrior girls of Rosonath, fought with two more lightsabers held between her toes. Four weapons, and she uses the Force hover technique, available only to masters.
  Galen Marek held lightsabers in both hands, preparing for a grueling duel with the greatest warrior in the galaxy.
  Already at the beginning of the fight, Ahsoka slashed Steelkiller across the face with a beam of light. She was too fast and strong for a human. Therefore, she was in no hurry to kill her beloved. But she inflicted wound after wound on him. She made him retreat and lose blood.
  Kota attempted to intervene and was struck by a Force blast from Ahsoka, crippling the rebel leader.
  Then Galen unleashed the force. Ahsoka answered him ... The rocks began to crumble, the earth to burn, the grass to blaze. The lightning of the force clashed with each other, and fought desperately.
  In the use of the force, Ahsoka is not as overwhelmingly stronger than Marek as she is in the use of a lightsaber. Her super-perfect body is faster and stronger than even the highest-class fighters such as Steelkiller.
  But she had much less practice in the Force. Ahsoka felt that the duel was dragging on, and in frustration she stopped playing. A blow from the lightsaber severed Galen's hand. He slipped and, falling, managed to hit Ahsoka with lightning on her bare foot. The warrior dropped her sword and screamed in pain. A desperate series attack followed, which she had been taught by the Star Amazons. The final parried blow in the series took off Marek's head. Only after this irreparable blow did Ahsoka come to her senses and scream desperately.
  The man she loved more than her own life was dead. She had killed her own dream and hope. Ahsoka no longer wanted to live. Automatically, she bowed to the pair of surviving rebels - deer with butterfly wings, and, desperately tearing herself apart in tears and roaring, she left in impotent rage.
  The deer butterflies kept their word and released Emperor Palpatine and Darth Vader from the captivity of Hibernation.
  But the Black Sith's gratitude was their immediate murder.
  The Emperor was beside himself with rage. Not only had he lost the opportunity to attract the talented warrior Galen Steelkiller to his side, but also the invincible warrior, the mother of his children, Ahsoka Tana, had disappeared without a trace, leaving no evidence of her existence.
  Moreover, the Emperor let Koto escape, and as a result the rebellion gained widespread proportions.
  The only consolation was that Ahsoka's children demonstrated amazing abilities from birth and promised to become the greatest Sith in the history of the universe in the future.
  Moreover, the growing rebellion proved to be an excellent pretext for the dissolution of the Senate and the suppression of local self-government.
  Although not everything went smoothly, and later the destruction of the "Death Star", individual tactical successes of the rebels. But still the Emperor had a multiple advantage in forces, and did not believe that he could lose.
  But how close the black Sith was to his own death, if the signal to destroy the generator had sounded a couple of seconds earlier, the course of history would have been different.
  Although, in this case, the children of the Emperor could play an important role. But perhaps Lord Palpatine would not have been so confident and efficient at the moment if he had known that the Sith were competing not only with Luke Skywalker and Leia, but also with...
  Ahsoka Tana wanted to end her life in style, by flying a spaceship into a large star and burning herself in its thermonuclear depths. But suddenly the Force revealed to her the pulsation of new life. Galen Marek's seed , though almost forced out, bore fruit .
  Ahsoka Tana became pregnant again and found the strength to live for the sake of her children.
  Having retired to a warm, comfortable for life, but a backwater world in the center of the galaxy, she settled there alone. Having given birth and started raising children. Also, of course, thanks to the excellent genetics of those who are very gifted in strength.
  The planet was thriving, but because the path to it was mortally dangerous for starships, the sublunar planet was almost never visited by traders.
  The perfect place to hide and wait. Ahsoka Tana was waiting for her children, also a boy and a girl, to grow up and claim power in this galaxy or ... Or maybe the three of them would find another universe to build their own empire.
  So Palpatine was wrong to consider himself a triumphant, the same mother had children who were very similar to the first couple. True, there was a five-year difference between them, which gave the older generation an undoubted advantage.
  But Galen Maren died too young, even a youth, and already at that age he had outstanding abilities and impressive successes. So in terms of natural abilities, this offspring, at the very least, was not inferior to the descendants of Palpatine.
  If the Emperor knew about this, the problem of Luke and Leia would seem to him simply child's play. Although the threat is still only potential.
  But Darth Vader, who, in general, was never distinguished by excessive clairvoyant abilities, was suddenly able to see and feel this.
  Only one thing remains hidden, where exactly is Ahsoka Tano's refuge planet? If anything, the black lord could offer his former padawan an alliance against the emperor. Darth Sidious had already written him off anyway. Moreover, this happened when Obiwan Kenobi defeated him. After that, the Sith Lord only dreamed of finding a replacement for Anakin Skywalker.
  Would Ahsoka accept his offer of an alliance with him? Darth Vader did not know and could not know. She was a capricious girl, but over the past years she could have changed significantly.
  In any case, Darth Vader had hope for the best. He really didn't want to die!
  The meditation was interrupted by the appearance of the imperial couple. Fek and Cobra were beaming with toothy smiles. They were happy, but there was too much horror in this childish joy, even for the black lord.
  The Terminator Prince exclaimed cheerfully:
  - Are you burning with envy, black lord, that you didn't make it in time for our holiday? You didn't kill anyone personally!
  Darth Vader couldn't smile, and only muttered hoarsely:
  - I'm just doing my duty to the empire!
  Princess Cobra suddenly suggested:
  - Let's go to Tatooine. The Hutts are the only race left uncontrolled by us!
  The Black Lord muttered in confusion:
  - It is the will of the emperor...
  Prince Fek interrupted the discussion:
  - We're turning the armada there. - The Sith boy hesitated a bit and then ordered. - Let some of the starships finish the cleanup, and we'll deal with Rotto and his gang!
  Darth Vader realized that it was useless to object and said humbly:
  - I hear and obey!
  The young Sith, however, were not in a hurry to get to Tatooine, and using their superpowers, attacked another Hutt nest.
  The planet Gintelin is one of the most populated in the galaxy. The Hutts have built one of their rat nests there. Sith Prince Fak attacked a gangster patrol speeder bike with lightsabers.
  The overconfident boy was thrown back by the force of the explosion. Fak, flying away, pulled the dropped swords to himself, and the next boat attacked with lightning of force.
  Princess Cobra threw her swords at the enemy, making them spin with her Force telekinesis. The column of Hutt fighters, apparently expecting the upcoming purge, prepared for a fight.
  The Emperor's children looked hungry and furious. They wanted decisive success and a demonstration of what the dark side of power really was in the hands of young grandmasters.
  They struck again, first the burning lightning of force, then the pulsars flew...
  But the most destructive weapon was the magoplasma blob. It, spreading, then shrinking, then, on the contrary, contracting, fell upon the Hutt destroyer.
  The starship was commanded by the last of Jabba the Hutt's cousins. Wheezing with rage, the elderly, fat , mammoth-sized Hutt chirped in his own special language:
  - Annihilation missile at them!
  A two-legged striped tiger with seven curled horns and a claw on its belly meowed:
  - We'll burn half the city!
  Jabba the Beat yelled back:
  - And the imperial offspring along with them!
  High-ranking Hutts also possess some techniques and perception of the force. Here Jabba the Beat felt that these multi-colored, barefoot children were Palpatine's offspring.
  And in them is a death sentence for the already degenerating and losing its position race of Hutts. So here the price does not matter, especially since the Hutts are as indifferent to other people's life as to a dead cockroach. The annihilation missile, similar to a piranha with a sharp beak, was already ready to leave the womb, when a sparkling all the colors of the rainbow magoplasmic "jellyfish" pierced the destroyer.
  No, there was no supernova explosion or any other roar. The impressively sized starship simply warped and began to change. The structure of matter shifted and began to transform.
  The boy prince and the girl princess burst into laughter and answered the silent question:
  - Magoplasma will make them funnier!
  And indeed, something so pretentious turned out that even Salvador Dali would have strangled himself with annoyance that he did not have enough imagination for it. And it, decreasing in size, floated up to the surface of the planet.
  And a pair of terminators switched fire to other flying objects. And they pounded with extreme activity.
  But Princess Leia didn't kill anyone. She stood in front of the platinum door with Vladlen. But she wasn't in a hurry to attack it. The inscription on the door read: " The rude won't enter the door, but the stupid will be lost."
  Since the warning was written in the Hutt language, Vladlen did not understand it. And, puzzled, she asked Leia:
  - Why did we stop? Melt the platinum, or let me deform it with my feet!
  Princess Leia shook her plump head.
  - No! A sincere, subtle approach is needed here, when the client is my friend in the process of robbery!
  Shamanova did not like this comparison:
  - We don't rob anyone! We act fairly!
  Princess Leia disagreed with this conclusion:
  - We want to give the Hutts access to a source of fabulous wealth. So that they can use it to commit other crimes!
  Vladlen Famanova, showing a fig towards the exit, hissed like a cobra tearing a web:
  - This will be their wigwam. I'm not going to give extra money to space gangsters.
  A warrior from planet Earth launched a sharp piece of rock with her bare toes. The furry, bat-winged caterpillar squirted green blood and suddenly burst into flames. The blade of the rock must have connected the body fluids entering into an exothermic reaction.
  Princess Leia suddenly felt like an aggressive, mischievous girl, rather than an august person. And she exclaimed:
  - No! They will get nothing. We will rise up against the Hutt despotism and give the planet freedom!
  Vladlen, baring her sharp teeth, happily agreed:
  - I thought about it myself. - The warrior exclaimed with pathos. - Millions of slaves, including those of the human race, are thirsting for liberation! We will bring them light and freedom!
  Here the former slave got going and began to dance the hopak, singing the romance:
  Spartacus raised slaves to feats,
  To throw off the yoke of hated princes...
  He turned the unfortunate into a swarm of eagles -
  The call is simple - expand your dreams!
  
  Draw the sword, having won it by struggle,
  And mercilessly chop down evil enemies...
  You, fighter, open the way to happiness quickly,
  The deceased will live forever in granite!
  
  We will get the moon from the sky,
  We will open the vastness of Mars like a gate,
  And I will come to Venus, believe me...
  The entire Milky Way will go under the hero's sword!
  
  There are stars in the sky and the eyes of girls -
  They sparkle like sapphires and rubies...
  And my wild thoughts fly -
  When our ancestor beat Mamai's side!
  
  Chelubey cried out in the mortal battle:
  That Rus' will perish under the hoof of the whirlwind...
  A mad cry goes out - kill them all:
  That the laughter and sonorous songs have died down!
  
  Peresvet's answer was loud,
  A spear strike and the enemy is in a nightmarish hell...
  The dungeon will not wait for the warrior -
  We will win, believe in it, people!
  
  Fate is treacherous, there are days in the clouds,
  Not every time there is luck and trophies...
  And our cities are fire, lights,
  It seems we were also behind in the battle!
  
  But the place of the Russians is in triumph, know that
  Our ancestor Caesar, the formidable Macedonian...
  The planet will soon turn into paradise,
  Poshekhonsky cheese with tea is very tasty!
  And then a miracle happened, on the last line, to the melodic sounds, the platinum doors opened. They seemed to invite the warrior girls: come in here! Princess Leia hesitated, and Vladlen, flashing his bare, pink, seductively shiny heels, fluttered into the passage.
  The august personage followed her. Leia suddenly felt ashamed of her too revealing dancer's outfit, and the fact that she had a half-naked servant with her. No, more precisely, a partner, but too...
  The princess found no words or associations.
  They descended, and it became cooler and cooler. After the heat of Tatooine it was chilly. Leia began to shiver, wishing she had been provided with clothing. The more seasoned warrior Vladlen did not shiver, but quickened her pace. The steps were already slippery, silvered with frost.
  The girls felt as if they were being buried in a grave. The former cheerfulness had disappeared.
  The further down, the colder it was. Leia, unable to bear it, stopped and, clasping her shoulders with her hands, shaking, whined:
  - No! I can't do this anymore, we'll freeze!
  Vladlen suggested:
  - Let's run, then we'll warm up!
  Leia nodded in response, but before she could take a step, a barrier blocked their path again. It glowed orange, and the air became a real translucent armor.
  The princess didn"t even use her sword, but cried out at the top of her lungs:
  - So what next?
  Suddenly a thunderous voice answered:
  - Nothing! Guess three riddles, and then you can move on!
  Vladlen remarked in annoyance:
  - I know these jokes! They ask a question that a normal person can't answer, and then they take advantage of it...
  Princess Leia interrupted her partner:
  - Make a wish! Just hurry up, before your teeth chatter!
  The thunderous voice chuckled, and then the question followed:
  - Why did Jabba give his son the name Rotto?
  Vladlen whistled, and Leia looked around in fear and replied:
  - How can I know that? Jabbas are a mysterious race. And where do they get their names from, you have to ask the fat worms.
  There was a chuckle. Vladlen, remembering a children's book with riddles, answered at random:
  - Alphabetically!
  A thunderous voice said approvingly:
  - Almost right...
  Princess Leia clarified:
  - On the head! Rotto is too small, and wherever you move, there will be a head or a tail!
  Vladlen giggled, knocking off a layer of frost with her calloused foot, and confirmed:
  - That's right, we'll put Rotto's name after the comma!
  The voice became quieter and whispered:
  - Interesting versions. In any case, you don't know the answer to the first question in the literal sense, but you showed a sense of humor. So, conditionally, we counted it. Now question number two.
  There was a pause. And then:
  -Who is the elder brother of Almighty God?
  Vladlen whistled and angrily stamped her bare foot on the thick layer of frost:
  - This question has no answer! The same paradox as a barber who does not shave himself and shaves everyone.
  Princess Leia cautiously suggested:
  - Maybe this is a humorous question?
  The voice gave a vague answer:
  - Maybe yes, maybe no !
  Vladlen blurted out quickly, her toes shaking:
  - Archgod!
  The voice remarked in a languid tone:
  - It's too flat. It won't count!
  The princess took a few nervous steps. The cold was getting to her more and more. It was a good thing she wasn't barefoot like Vladlen. Otherwise, her whole feet would have frozen.
  Leia desperately suggested this option:
  - This is wisdom!
  The voice became a little softer and asked:
  - And why is that?
  Vladlen, shaking her bare chest, yelled:
  - Wisdom and reason are the basis of everything! Only wisdom could give birth to the Deity of the Creator!
  Leia, jumping up and down, confirmed:
  - That's exactly it! Wisdom is older than God!
  The thunderous voice logically noted:
  - If wisdom gave birth to God, then she is more likely his mother than his brother!
  Vladlen, who had become increasingly bothered by the unusual cold, which she had become unaccustomed to after more than a year of being a slave, exclaimed:
  - Not the devil!
  The thunderous voice chuckled:
  - And what kind of option is this?
  barefoot girl moved her foot along the orange barrier and growled:
  - God is not the devil's brother! So God's brother is not the devil!
  The voice, already louder , noted:
  - Why is he the eldest?
  Vladlen immediately found herself:
  - Since the devil is younger than God, it means he is not God's younger brother. And the devil is not his opposite, and he is the elder...
  The voice softened slightly, but remained clearly dissatisfied:
  -This is a little better, but ... It still doesn't reach the mark. Especially not the devil? The opposite of the devil?
  Vladlen automatically blurted out:
  - Angel!
  The voice became stricter and harsher:
  - An angel is younger than God and his humble servant, he cannot be an older brother!
  Princess Leia whined again, noting:
  - This question has no answer! In principle, it has no answer, and must be removed!
  The voice became even cooler and harsher:
  - A smart person can find an answer to everything. Even to that which cannot be answered. But fools are not allowed to fabulous riches. If you cannot answer a complex question, then you are unworthy of riches!
  Vladlen kicked the barrier again. The kicks made her feel warmer. The rough soles, however, froze much less than the black body. Leia felt even heavier in her bikini, but the girl was partially warmed by the force. Vladlen tried to concentrate, or to awaken the poet's inspiration. The second question really did kill her with its paradox. Almighty God is the Creator of all that exists and he cannot have an older brother. God the Father could have had God the Son. Jesus is also considered Almighty God. But Christ did not even have earthly older brothers ... Or did he?
  Vladlen tried to remember the Bible. Indeed, if we assume that the Almighty God Jesus Christ had, even if they were half-brothers from Joseph, but older than him in earthly age, then it would be possible to answer this very tricky and complex riddle. Vladlen knew Rodnovery and paganism quite well, and she had not looked into the Bible for a very long time. She remembered that Jesus Christ had some brothers and sisters ... But the names just did not want to pop up in her memory.
  Princess Leia gave her next version:
  - This is power! The power that gave birth to magochlorians!
  The thunderous voice almost blocked the girls' ears with its thunderous laughter. And then it said:
  - Well, that's already a bit warmer! However, I can't count the answer yet!!
  Vladlen, in order to improve her memory, whispered to Princess Leia:
  - Please activate your lightsaber!
  The warrior of august blood did not understand:
  - Are you planning to break through by force?
  A girl of great physical strength, but not very serious religious beliefs, hit herself on the chin with her fist and hissed:
  - I need severe pain to remember the answer!
  Leia nodded in understanding, a blue stream of light, characteristic of a Jedi sword, blazing in her right hand.
  Vladlen hesitated for half a second, then stuck her bare heel into the superlaser. It burned through the callused crust, and the girl let out a quiet scream. But apparently one burn was not enough. Vladlen stuck her other foot in again. It really was painful to fry your heels. But the skin on the sole heals quickly, and you can walk on your toes.
  U Vladlen's cheekbones were aching. She was too used to suffering, both in slavery and from early childhood, brought up in Spartan conditions by the Lkhvs-Rodnovers. But her memory stubbornly refused to improve. For some reason, Ostap Bender came to mind. More precisely, from a book about him . Some madman from a madhouse. No, it seemed that the official wanted to avoid being purged for embezzlement, and pretended to be mad.
  There he seemed to be pretending to be a dog. Vladlen nervously rubbed her burnt girlish heel against the thick layer of frost. The itch became weaker. For some reason, extraneous thoughts crept into her head. That the official was not pretending to be a dog, but called himself the Viceroy of India. And that he had abreks and kunaks under his command.
  And the dog-man was another madman, and Julius Caesar seemed to hang out with him in the same cell. Yes, a vivid episode: you Brutus sold out to the Bolsheviks!
  But what does this have to do with the mystery of the dungeon? Vladlen thought that the answer to such a tricky question lay in the episode from the golden calf. Something to do with madmen...
  The princess offered her own, not very original, option:
  - Pramagochlorian!
  In response, there was another giggle and a light blizzard swirling in the air. Leia began to shake more strongly, her soft skin turned blue. Such a freeze can twist anyone .
  The more seasoned slave Vladlen desperately tried to think and remember. There was something connected with her uncle. Like in Eugene Onegin ; - My uncle had the most honest rules when he fell seriously ill. He made people respect him and couldn't come up with anything better!
  However, it seems that Pushkin did not have Christian motives. Or vice versa. Tatyana, it seems, was religious. No, she was thinking about the "Golden Calf". And here it turns out. And Ostap Bender had crazy people whom he identified in order to grab a million from Koreiko?
  But then what does the uncle have to do with it? But herein lies the answer to the Sphinx's question. Something to do with the crazy uncle. And what did he imagine himself to be? A tree? A vegetable? Napoleon Bonaparte? Or something more exotic? It seems someone said: I am Mohammed, or I am Emile Zola!
  But Mohammed is the Messenger of Allah, not his elder brother. And Emile Zola ... What kind of fruit is that!?
  The solution lies with the crazy uncle. With who he called himself. That the uncle compared himself to the Almighty God, or considered himself higher than the Almighty? Or maybe ... Didn"t this mythical, crazy uncle imagine himself to be the entire Trinity... Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob?
  Princess Leia, who was shaking from the cold and dancing, again hit the absurd version:
  - Emperor Palpatine!
  The thunderous voice, smiling, answered:
  - This is his dream, but not yet!
  Vladlen, desperately twisting around, remembered: precisely Yakov! That is, no - Yakov!
  In my head Vladlen it became clear, especially since they showed on television that they found an urn with the ashes of Jacob, the brother of Jesus Christ. And if we consider that the Virgin Mary could not have other children except for the Son of God, because she is a virgin, then... Jacob could only be the older half-brother from Joseph.
  So it seems the answer has been found.
  Vladlen, trying to make her voice firm, said:
  - The elder brother of Almighty God is Jacob, since he is the elder brother of Jesus Christ, who, being the second person of the Trinity, is thus Almighty God!
  The thunderous voice hesitated for about five seconds, and then reluctantly answered, lowering its tone:
  - Okay! Based on your faith, such an answer can be accepted, although the truth here is relative! Moreover, a half-brother is not quite a brother, and there is no consensus among Christians. Should we believe in the Trinity? Is Jesus Christ the almighty God?
  Vladlen growled angrily, her heels, scorched by the lightsaber, were aching unpleasantly:
  - Come on, the third question quickly!
  Princess Leia supported her partner:
  - Of course! I can't anymore!
  Leia was shaking from the cold, as if in a fever. The dancer's outfit was too light. Just like the girl from Andersen's fairy tale. It was good that they didn't take off her shoes, they felt sorry for the princess's feet from the hot desert sand.
  The voice answered with feigned severity:
  - Be patient, goats, you will become atamans ... If , however, you are tired of the cold, then answer this question beyond the limit, what warms you best in the cold?
  Vladlen immediately blurted out:
  - Love for the Motherland!
  The response was met with laughter and a more gentle tone:
  - This can be counted, although it is pretentious and unoriginal!
  Vladlen remarked angrily:
  - Nothing in our world is original! Everything once was, is, and will be!
  The voice became sterner, although at the same time a breath of hot air blew:
  - Don't be impudent! Otherwise I'll cancel the answer to the second question. And since I decided to give you more comfortable conditions, let the barefoot slave tell some story beyond the limit!
  Vladlen wrinkled her forehead, and Princess Leia, meanwhile, leaned towards the hot stream and moaned with pleasure. After such a freezer, this stream really was a pleasure . As if she had plunged into paradise.
  Vladlen, hardened by life and extreme slavery, coldly remarked:
  - And again they are hanging additional tasks on us. Who will guarantee that after I give the story, you will not demand something else!
  The voice, also with emphasized indifference, remarked:
  - Do you have a choice?
  Vladlen remarked angrily:
  - We can refuse to pull out chestnuts for Rotto. He needs us anyway, and he won't kill us!
  Princess Leia, who was already starting to sweat, supported her slave partner:
  - That's right! If he didn't kill us right away, then now... - Here Anakin's daughter became wary and whispered. - And the most important thing I feel is that the Imperials have taken the Hutts seriously. So they have no time to remember old grievances!
  The thunderous voice, noticeably softening, said:
  - Rotto may not kill you, but ... The reward you can get may be unique. So unique that there will be no other chance in this universe!
  Vladlen slapped her bare foot into the puddle formed by the melting snow and ice. The warrior-slave said with disdain:
  - As if you know anything about our universe!
  The voice said confidently:
  - Imagine, I know. You, in particular, Vladlen, read a book in your childhood, in which powerful creatures, although outwardly resembling animals, demanded that you tell an interesting story as payment. - The voice giggled slyly and continued. - It is better from your own life, but you can also make up a story. And then travel around the worlds! But only to one of the worlds!
  Vladlen shuddered and whispered:
  - Damn! Are you reading my mind?
  The voice chuckled in response and remarked mockingly :
  - First of all, I'm not the devil. I'm not Lucifer's servant! And secondly, you, who only now realized that I know almost everything about you. It was possible to understand this when the conversation turned to Christ!
  At this point, Princess Leia responded softly:
  - We also have a teaching about Jesus. But, to be honest, Christ didn't have any earthly brothers. It is believed that he was conceived by the Theochlorians, who gave him incredible power. Against which even a million Palpatines aren't worth a broken nail!
  The voice chuckled and remarked:
  - But in "Star Wars" the Christian teaching is not mentioned at all. It exists, but it is not significant in terms of the number of followers! And even more so, it does not exist here in its pure form.
  Vladlen logically noted:
  - Christianity does not exist in its pure form on earth. All confessions without exception were formed under external influence. The Bible was written by more than forty authors, and of course, there are contradictions in it. And there is only one Koran, but there are also many movements in Islam.
  . CHAPTER #6.
  Darth Vader woke up. He had slept through breakfast, and the sun was high, approaching noon.
  But the Sith boy finally mastered his body. It became very muscular, with deep muscle definition, reminiscent of cast steel. Now the former black lord felt how the dark side of the force overwhelmed him. And that after the magical sleep and incarnation he was more powerful than ever. And that now no one could really cope with him.
  The Sith boy stamped his bare foot and said:
  - Now let's do something more serious!
  And he resolutely headed for the exit. There Vaska-Dart whistled, once again gathering his young gang.
  There was no concrete plan yet. That day, the Congress of People's Deputies was convening. Some of the boys were watching the live broadcast on a large-screen color TV. There was indeed a discussion going on. And first of all, who to elect as Chairman of the Presidium of the Supreme Soviet of the USSR. Mikhail Gorbachev was considered the favorite. But Yeltsin and the independent candidate Obolensky were also among the competitors.
  There was a kind of polemic going on. Not very lively. And the much-hyped Yeltsin was nowhere to be seen.
  Darth-Vaska said authoritatively:
  - Chatterboxes ! Just wagging their tongues!
  The boys and girls watching TV nodded their heads in agreement:
  - Yes, indeed, it is a deception! A profanation!
  Darth-Vaska thundered in the voice of a thunderer:
  - Now we will all boldly go into battle for the power of the Soviets!
  And the boy snapped his bare toes. Which caused the brick to rise into the air and spin around a few times. And then it came down again.
  The boys applauded and exclaimed:
  - Bravo! This is cool!
  Darth Vader noted:
  - It's time to take control of the camp into your own hands!
  Seryozhka noticed:
  - What if the police intervene?
  The Sith boy yelled:
  - Torch police, torch police, torch!
  And the young black lord rose above the surface. A couple of pioneer leaders who were watching this screamed in fear. Now that was really cool. A boy in shorts with a naked, unnaturally muscular torso rose up. And his bare, childish feet sparkled.
  Darth-Vaska felt that he could throw lightning bolts of force. He is such an incredible fighter.
  Seryozhka whistled and noted:
  - This is really really cool! I've never seen anything like this!
  Leonida chirped with a smile:
  - Everything impossible is possible, I know for sure. But you just need to sleep soundly at night, friends.
  And the girl winked at her vis-à-vis. Indeed, such a thing looked extremely funny. But when a person flies, and not on a plane, but on his own, it makes a grotesque impression.
  Dart-Vaska moved his finger. And Leonida began to rise into the air with him. The girl first exclaimed. And then she smiled and sang:
  -And I fly high,
  Soaring over the rooftops freely and easily...
  And only the stars circle in the sky above me,
  And only the stars circle in the sky above me,
  And only music understands me!
  Darth-Vaska nodded with a smile and answered:
  - This is the phenomenal cosmic power.
  And the Sith boy released a pulsar from his bare heel. It inflated into a real bubble in flight, and then there were three bubbles, and a kind of snowman appeared.
  The children howled with delight, applauding wildly. Wow. Then the snowman turned three-colored, like a traffic light.
  Darth Vaska landed and noted:
  - This way I can create a whole army of phantoms. Only I need access to a lot of energy.
  Seryozhka readily suggested:
  - There is a nuclear power plant near Moscow. And it wouldn't hurt to use it.
  The Sith boy nodded confidently:
  - Now that's the real deal. A nuclear power plant isn't quite what we need, but I think we can raise the energy level.
  And Darth Vaska took off again.
  The Sith boy sang:
  That the light is teaching,
  In winter and spring...
  I affirm without exception,
  All the evil spirits of the forest!
  
  After all, the shaggy one has to live,
  Believe me, it's such nonsense...
  When the power is in the atom,
  And to the technique, who is the husband!
  And the boy turned around and commanded:
  - Guys, line up! We'll create our own army.
  The boys and girls, obeying the orders of their new idol, began to march and form columns.
  Darth-Vaska chirped:
  - Give me the red flags! The color of blood will do. And quickly!
  And so children from all over the camp began to gather. They were from ten to fourteen years old - boys and girls. And they gathered from all sides - more than five hundred young warriors.
  Darth-Vaska gave orders. That everyone had drums, horns blaring, and banners flying. That a real army would be formed.
  The camp director ran out with a couple of policemen and his deputy. They were whistling and waving truncheons.
  The director screamed at the top of his lungs:
  - Stop this disgrace! I'll send you all to a colony, to a special school!
  Darth Vaska's eyes flashed, and from his fingers and bare feet, he seemed to release lightning of force. This is exactly what the Sith considered a sign of great power, and only a few could do it.
  Four people were immediately enveloped in a web of fire. And began to writhe in agony. Darth-Vaska increased the discharge. And the bodies of the adult guards began to smoke, and then burst into blue flame. And in a few seconds they were completely charred to skeletons.
  The children, these pioneers, literally screamed with delight. Wow, what a cool sight!
  Darth-Vaska roared:
  - This will happen to everyone who stands in our way!
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  All of Russia is waiting for the leader,
  Like a desert, a shaft of rain!
  There will be new victories,
  Let our grandfathers be proud of us!
  Several more counselors fell to their knees and began to beg for mercy.
  Darth Vaska ordered:
  - Tie them up. I don't trust them.
  Thus, almost instantly, the wild and disobedient children developed the habit of obeying. And their bare, dusty heels began to flash.
  They rushed to knit adults, both men and women. And they knitted quite well.
  After which, they carried them in their arms to the warehouse, where they were locked up. Such merciless children.
  Leonida even chirped:
  Children as stupid as corks,
  They are being drawn into the net...
  That's where they end their lives,
  They get it with a whip!
  Seryozhka nodded and noted:
  - Yes, I'm tired of these boring adults lecturing me !
  Vaska-Dart flew over the children. A halo even lit up around him. A very muscular, barefoot boy in shorts, holding a mace in his hands. And around his head, which had become white as snow, a glowing circle sparkled, like a saint's.
  Vaska-Dart sang:
  Over the plain the noise of the crowd,
  And the bloody rain...
  Satan's Hellish Holiday,
  Leader of the underworld!
  And the children stamped their bare feet. Indeed, why do boys and girls need shoes in the summer, without them it is much more agile to run and jump. Moreover, their new leader is in shorts and without a T-shirt. So that it is visible how developed his muscles are. And the relief is like tiles of a fragmentation grenade, and bundles of steel wire under the skin. Well, what a boy-terminator.
  It is not for nothing that children sing with great enthusiasm:
  Our king is the chosen one of heaven,
  Our great king is a demon!
  Our king is the messenger of destiny!
  Our king is only you!
  Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer!
  Superman! Lucifer!
  More than five hundred pioneers, slightly more boys than girls, marched barefoot under rams , trumpets and unfurled banners. They stamped their bare feet, pointing the toes and laying the soles flat, like soldiers on parade.
  This is truly a children's team. And at the same time, to the beat of the drums, they sang what Seryozhka had composed:
  The Orthodox people laugh and rejoice;
  Victory over Mamai's army has come!
  The soldier greets his loved ones with a kiss,
  Let joy know no term or date!
    
  The Fatherland groaned under the cruel yoke,
  They took both tribute and heavy quitrent from us!
  The aliens crushed the juices without mercy,
  Such a merciless fate has befallen us!
    
  But Dmitry Donskoy, a prince of great power,
  He gathered a countless army against the Horde!
  And the wild aggressor will be defeated,
  We will cut down the nukers with a heroic sword!
    
  We will answer for their fanatical violence and rudeness;
  We will be able to curb the ambitions of the khans with a spear!
  After all, our people have sacred wisdom,
  And Lada is the Goddess Creator - the protector-mother!
    
  Every Russian knight has the glory of the Fatherland,
  Faithful to the precepts of Svarog, as our ancestors were!
  I believe that the era of communism is coming,
  The embodiment of a bright dream will come!
    
  The Almighty Lord, creating Russia,
  He gave the order to raise all the brothers in unity!
  Like a scattering of diamonds, the sky was irrigated,
  The creator of people and gods made an image for five!
    
  After all, we are Orthodox and Rodoverians,
  We are faithful to Jesus and we honor Svarog as the Lord!
  The great Gods of space opened the door to us,
  After all, there are many faces of the Almighty, but the Main One is one!
    
  We will rise in immortality, we believe in distant worlds,
  So each of us will continue our path to become a knight!
  And the brave one will be, believe me, the first of equals,
  And the robber and the thief will get a chance to be saved!
    
  Maria and Lada, like sisters and mothers to a soldier,
  They will soothe the pain and heal the evil disease!
  We don"t need to wear only cotton wool in our souls,
  Otherwise, they will put us under the knife like fluffy chickens!
    
  Beautiful girls in the villages, let them become more beautiful,
  Love the boys, and boys, caress the girls!
  You know that there is no fate in this harsh world, you are happier,
  When your comrade has a bayonet and a machine gun!
  This is how aggressive boys sing and girls sing along with them. And they slap their bare feet on the path.
  The first obstacle on the way. Several police cars with signal sirens jumped out to intercept the children's pioneer squad.
  Darth-Vaska burst out laughing. And struck the front car with lightning forces. It turned over from the impact and crashed into the second one with a flashing light . And both exploded at once. The debris flew in different directions and began to burn.
  The Sith boy hit his opponent with his bare toes again. Throwing out force lightning with boyish lower limbs is pretty cool. Even Emperor Palpatine couldn't do that. And he, Darth Vaska, hit.
  And the police car with the flashing light exploded. The other two, seeing this incomprehensible and scientifically inexplicable miracle, tried to turn around and leave.
  Seryozhka, who had become Darth Vader's right hand in the body of a pioneer, took it and shouted at the top of his lungs:
  Don't spare them,
  Destroy all the bastards ...
  Like crushing bedbugs,
  Beat the evil cockroaches!
  And Darth-Vaska took and smashed with deadly lightning forces at one police car with his hand, and at the other with his bare feet. And they exploded at once. They flew up into the air, and scattered into small fragments in different directions.
  The young pioneers, boys and girls from the dark sith squad, screamed with delight. Indeed, it seemed so cool to them. Moreover, the lightning of the force shimmered in all the colors of the rainbow, which is really cool and beautiful. And everything really burns and blazes.
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  - What pain, what pain: the match between the pioneers and the police, five to zero!
  Leonida even spat energetically and showed her long tongue.
  So the skirmish with the police further strengthened Vaska-Dart's authority among the children. He now presented himself as a real Deity, capable of performing unimaginable miracles. And try to oppose him.
  He is truly capable of burning an entire army with his hellish, black power.
  Darth Vaska even sang:
  Fur standing on end, tail like a pipe,
  Don't stand in my way...
  If I meet a thousand cops,
  I'll tear you into a thousand pieces!
  And the other children picked it up with wild delight and applause.
  Boys and girls started running up from the surrounding villages. They immediately expressed a desire to join the expedition. Indeed, a serious adventure was in the offing. And it was very funny for children. Something like this was supposed to happen ahead ... In any case, something extremely funny.
  Boys and girls had to kneel and swear allegiance to the lord. After that, having taken off their shoes, they marched in formation with other pioneers. And it was desirable to find a pioneer tie, or some other red rag and tie it around the neck.
  The guys did it willingly.
  The adults, apparently considering this all some kind of children's game, were in no hurry to join them. And this, of course, gave rise to some problems.
  The Black Lord thought that it would be a bit awkward for older people to obey a child. But weren't there young emperors and sultans?
  Never mind, they'll get used to it and start bowing. And the child can grow up. And the body? It's a convention - the soul is primary, and the flesh is secondary. They say Palpatine made a lot of clones for himself. And that made him a real, unique monster.
  But Darth Vader is the most talented Sith in the history of this order, and he will show everyone yet.
  That's what's good about being in a boy's body? Barefoot and in shorts, you look completely natural, and you are not considered an idiot or weird. As they say: barefoot childhood. And now he can create force lightning and Sith magic with his lower limbs. And isn't that cool?
  This is probably very cool and opens up unprecedented possibilities. And this is, indeed, the highest of all achievements in the history of the Sith.
  After the destruction of his body, he plunged into the dark side of the force, and his spirit mastered great secrets. And he began to be able to do things that no Sith before him could do, and perhaps will not be able to do after him. And then you can no longer go against the dark side of the force.
  Emperor Palpatine was right: the dark side opens up possibilities that even the most advanced Jedi consider beyond their reach.
  And Darth Vader actively uses them. For example, not every Sith and Jedi is capable of flying in the air. Moreover, to stay there for a long time without getting tired.
  Vaska-Dart , feeling genuine enthusiasm within himself, began to sing, and the other boys and girls picked up:
  Why is blood dear to us humans?
  But why do wars thunder in the world...
  Who is to blame? Don't believe that Satan,
  The main culprit is a sleepy mind!
    
  The guns roar and the rocket salvo burns,
  Poplars and cherry trees are burning like napalm...
  Why did my brother become like a bastard ?
    O Almighty, help me with patience!
    
  War creates such anger,
  That man has become worse than a primate!
  With my soul I eagerly rush into flight,
  May Christ find the love of a soldier!
    
  But in what do we keep a good dream,
  Of course, in a tender, young heart, I know!
  The spirit soared, and I fly to God,
  The cherubs opened the door to paradise!
    
  How I want to do good to everyone,
  It didn't work out, the Garden of Eden was neglected...
  When the star Sam was an idol,
  Now the aliens are bringing in the clouds!
    
  The Earth is burning from hellish quark bombs,
  The continent is split, the equator is on fire!
  And for people there is a prospect - a coffin,
  But a warrior and an innovator will save them!
    
  We will defeat the sons of the Fatherland,
  Let's love the world and the red comet!
  With a sweep of wings, proud eagles,
  The threshold to success and dawn!
    
  When the thunderstorms and clouds rumble,
  The bugle will sound the lightning to the drum!
  Where the line of brave Octobrists marched,
  From gold the path with the feather of the firebird's dreams!
  The children sang in unison and in unison with great feeling and enthusiasm. And then suddenly Seryozhka took off. And found himself on the right hand of Vaska-Dart.
  The Sith boy was surprised:
  - Wow! How are you doing this?
  Seryozhka shook his hands and answered, smiling confusedly:
  - I don't know! I just wanted to fly, so I flew! I waved my arms, like in a dream!
  Darth-Vaska shouted:
  - Show your teeth!
  Seryozhka bared his teeth. The Black Lord looked at them and replied:
  - You have small fangs. This means that you have become a vampire.
  The pioneer boy squeaked:
  - Wow! So, now they will be afraid of the sun?
  Darth-Vaska shook his head:
  - No! Exactly, no. My movement led to the penetration of the vampire mosquito, which makes such transformations. Don't be afraid, you are now the chosen one. And that's great !
  Seryozhka exclaimed with delight:
  - Great! Now I can fly, and maybe I've become stronger.
  Darth-Vaska nodded and answered:
  - Now bite me.
  Seryozhka blinked in confusion:
  - What do you mean, bite?
  Darth Sith answered confidently:
  - In the neck! Come on, don't be afraid, just a light bite and everything will be fine.
  The vampire boy nodded and flew up to the young Sith. Threw himself on his neck. And imprinted a kiss on his neck. Carefully bit the clean, bronze skin of his great boss with his fangs. He purred contentedly. Seryozhka felt the veins pulsating with his mouth. Then the vampire boy felt a push on the back of his head, and a ringing voice said:
  - Now that's enough!
  Seryozhka flew away, flashing his bare, pink heels, and chirped:
  - I see! How is that, simply great .
  Darth-Vaska nodded and ordered:
  - Bite Leonida too. It will give you abilities you never dreamed of!
  Seryozhka asked with a smile:
  - Is it possible to bite everyone?
  The Sith boy growled:
  - Do what I command. When the time comes, you will receive the order. Well, for now, the goal is a nuclear power plant, it remains relevant.
  Seryozhka flew up to Leonida. The girl herself threw herself on the boy's neck. They hugged and kissed. Then Seryozhka bit her neck slightly. And he felt the pulsation of her heart and the smell of sweet and, at the same time, slightly salty blood. And he began to absorb it, catching an incredible thrill .
  Darth-Vaska shouted:
  - Get lost! That's how you'll kill her! Well, a vampire is a vampire!
  Seryozhka pulled away with difficulty and hissed:
  The blood is pulsating,
  And in my soul there is endless delight...
  Such love,
  And trouble will not come beyond the threshold!
  Darth-Vaska nodded and answered:
  - Let's see how the intergalactic vampire virus will affect the abilities in the dark side of the force. And now we will see and demonstrate it.
  Indeed, a roar was heard, and a dozen army helicopters were flying towards the children's army. Apparently, Moscow realized that this was serious. And that this was not a children's game at all.
  Darth-Vaska nodded to Seryozhka:
  - Watch and learn. If you're a vampire, you can gain serious skills in the dark side of the force.
  Leonida, meanwhile, pushed off with her bare feet and flew up. The girl found herself next to two fluttering boys and chirped:
  - I want to fight too!
  Darth-Vaska nodded:
  - See how it's done. I think you'll come to the knowledge of the dark side of the force intuitively.
  And the Sith boy snapped his bare toes. A pulsar flew out and crashed into the nearest police helicopter at high speed. There was an explosion like a volcanic eruption, and the machine instantly shattered into hundreds of flaming fragments.
  The children's army screamed with delight at such a wonderful and unique spectacle.
  In response, police helicopters began firing large-caliber machine guns at the daring, flying pair of guys. Vaska-Dart immediately turned on his defense. Large bullets began to bounce off the bubble. And they ricocheted.
  The Sith boy grinned and said:
  - Now look!
  And he struck with lightning bolts of power from both his hands and his bare feet at the same time. A blinding fiery web flew out, and all eleven meat grinders were immediately enveloped in a glowing net.
  Vaska-Dart exclaimed:
  - See, it works! My strength has increased many times over.
  And the monster-child snapped his bare toes. The helicopters took off at once, shattering into pieces.
  The children's army howled and wailed deafeningly. This is really very cool. When the helicopters of the internal troops explode and break apart, what could be more spectacular?
  Seryozhka exclaimed in surprise:
  - How do you do it?
  Vaska-Dart answered with a smile:
  - This is a manifestation of the highest level of the dark side of the force. It is stronger than the light side in the matter of destruction . And you, what, didn't you understand that?
  Seryozhka answered with a smile:
  - I think I'm starting to feel something too. Let me try.
  And the boy snapped his bare toes. And a small spark flew out. Seryozhka tried again. And the spark was bigger. And the third time, two large sparks shot out.
  The vampire boy yelled:
  - This is really great ! I didn't expect this! More precisely, I thought that there would be something like this...
  Vaska-Dart nodded with a smile:
  - You'll learn! You see how powerful we are. We destroyed twelve large helicopters with machine guns. Doesn't that speak of our colossal and unique power?
  Leonida noted with a chuckle:
  - Yes, it is impressive. But there is an atomic and a hydrogen bomb, and they are much, let's say, more powerful.
  Vaska-Dart confirmed with a smile:
  - Yes, I know, people have such barbaric weapons. But their capabilities are insignificant compared to what the dark side of the force reveals. And you will soon see for yourself.
  Seryozhka said with hope in his voice:
  - Still, I think that no one would drop nuclear weapons on children like that. It's just barbarity, I don't think that the current government is so bloodthirsty.
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - They were shooting at us. Mind you, they were shooting at children. And that means that if something happens, they won't stand on ceremony.
  Leonida noted:
  - You shot down their helicopter after all. And there are people there too, and they probably have children you feel sorry for.
  The Sith boy muttered:
  - It's a pity about the bee, but the bee is on the tree!
  Seryozhka giggled and suggested:
  - Or maybe we should go straight to Moscow? That's where the Congress of People's Deputies will be held and we'll cover it all at once.
  Vaska-Dart shook his head:
  - We need a large army. And such an army that it would have no competition on Earth. Perhaps even the power of a nuclear power plant will not be enough. Well, we will invent other forms of energy. Perhaps even thermoquark synthesis.
  Leonida exclaimed:
  - This is wonderful! Thermoquark fusion is a couple of orders of magnitude stronger than thermonuclear fusion.
  The Sith boy was surprised:
  - How do you know this, man? You don't have anything even close to this!
  The vampire girl answered logically:
  - Quarks are what elementary particles are made of. This means that when they merge, the energy will be greater than when hydrogen nuclei merge. But it is clear that the smaller the particle merges, the more energy it releases.
  Vaska-Dart asked ironically:
  - Maybe you could also explain why this is happening!?
  Leonida sighed and replied:
  - I don't know that, to be honest. And probably none of the human scientists know.
  The Sith boy answered confidently:
  - The energy of hyperstrings is used here. Each such string contains ten compressed dimensions. And the release of each dimension increases the amount of both matter and energy by eight times. For example, in a four-dimensional dimension, it is not a cube, but a tetratum, which is eight times larger than a cube. This means that if you release ten dimensions, then the energy will be like 8, seven times multiplied by eight! And this is very impressive . And if you use thermopreon synthesis, then this is 8 multiplied by another seven times by eight. That is, very large energy possibilities in the release of hyperstrings of matter are hidden. And you need to know how to use them.
  Seryozhka whistled:
  - Wow! And with their help you can fly into space and to the stars?
  Darth-Vaska nodded:
  - Of course! And they have been flying for many millennia . It's a pity, but smaller and more effective types of synthesis, for example, tetrapreon, are not yet available. And perhaps this is for the best. Because theoretically it is possible to create such a powerful explosive that one gram of it will destroy the universe!
  Leonida whistled:
  - This is terrible!
  Seryozhka noticed:
  - But what opportunities!
  The Sith boy nodded:
  - Well, enough about that! Everyone, quicken your pace, it's already getting dark. And soon we'll have to stop for the night.
  The vampire boy confirmed:
  - You are, as always, right, oh master!
  And the children, having received the command from their great leader, moved barefoot, briskly stamping their feet on the asphalt. This was the pioneer team.
  To cheer up the boys, Seryozhka sang:
  Huge waves rage in the air,
  A great hurricane threatens the universe!
  Be in glory Great Holy Russia,
  The warrior will raise his shield for his Motherland!
    
  And believe me, there is no Fatherland dearer to me,
  Any person will say: I love Rus'!
  Even though the demons of hell bare their faces at us ,
  And the oligarch wants to sell it for a pittance at a ruble!
    
  In any place, Russians, you know, are held in high esteem,
  We opened the gate to space - a jump into the sky!
  You falcons bring the Sacred Faith to people,
  For us Orthodox, the Lord will perform miracles!
    
  We must fight for honor and dignity,
  To ensure that everyone is brave and smart...
  So that the Slavic brotherhood grows stronger without disputes,
  May the feat of labor and sword be raised above the clouds!
    
  Love your Fatherland, glorify Rus',
  Forget about weak cowardice and laziness.
  There is no other power on the map stronger than Russia,
  Calling upon Svarog on any bright day!
    
  I kiss the Orthodox icon and cross,
  I swear to defend all borders of our Motherland.
  In the boundless Fatherland the people, I know, are glorious,
  Tatars, crests, Muscovites, and Bulbash are united!
    
  Wars will end, and I believe, open spaces
  Galaxies that don't know their boundaries will fall at your feet!
  As the sun painted the mountains with a royal crown,
  So the cherries and bananas on Mars are blooming profusely!
    
  And the wisdom, believe me, of our Russian Gods,
  It will help you overcome adversity and sadness.
  Gogol and Pushkin will be born more than once,
  The good bear knows no bounds to his power!
  So the children-warriors sang. And continued to slap their bare feet. And their dusty heels just flashed by. And it was even beautiful in its own way.
  Dart-Vaska and Seryozhka with Leonida flew through the air. True, the vampire children soon felt tired from the unfamiliarity of the flight, and landed, switching to a walk. Children like to walk barefoot, it is not for nothing that boys and girls usually do not like shoes. Such a pleasure to feel a hard surface with a bare sole. Not everyone is given this.
  Darth-Vaska continued to fly. It was getting darker. And at night they could be ambushed again. Yes, he had started a big adventure. To fight with a childish, unarmed regiment against the entire huge country of the USSR. Wasn't that madness?
  But on the other hand, the USSR army against the star fleet, which Darth Vader recently commanded, is nothing at all. One starship is capable of burning and melting it all. And the battle station blew up entire planets. But the dark side of the force means much more than even the power of the station using a thermoquark reactor. Then they tried to build a death star that would work on thermopreon fusion. And it would give invincible power and colossal, phenomenal, cosmic force.
  Darth Vader thought that perhaps it makes sense to leave about a thousand barefoot boys and girls armed only with sticks ( including those who joined them from the local children on the hike!), and together with Seryozhka and Leonida capture the nuclear power plant. And only then, having gained access to energy, make phantom troops. And not only infantry, but also tanks, planes. Then you can try to capture not only the USSR, but the whole world.
  And if we build a thermoquark reactor. Then there will be even more energy. And in this case, there will be enough phantom soldiers and tanks for the whole world. Moreover, they are like ghosts, and you can"t take them with ordinary bullets and shells. But they themselves are very capable of killing.
  Darth Veder, aka Vasya Panteleev, sped up the flight slightly. There really was a chain of riot police ahead. There were about a hundred of them, and they had machine guns.
  Of course, you can strike with force lightning, but Darth Vaska decided to use something more sophisticated.
  And the seasoned Sith, who was in a young body, took it and without further ado began to whistle with a special ultrasound in a range that causes wild horror and panic in people.
  And indeed, the shrill flute struck the ears of the riot police. And they, distorting their faces, began to run away with wild horror and squeals. And more than a hundred brave fighters, throwing down their machine guns, fled the battlefield. And this, it should be noted, is very funny.
  Darth-Vaska chuckled and noted:
  - Be glad that I didn't kill you. Otherwise, you would have been in trouble !
  Indeed, the Sith boy acted in an unusually humane manner. The riot police ran away in panic. And that was really great . A real victory was won. And we can move on, continuing the victorious march of the children's army.
  Darth-Vaska returned to his people and shouted:
  - Come on, boys and girls, pick up the pace! There's a half-empty village ahead, you'll spend the night there, and now, with songs, march!
  The young army quickened its pace and confidently and passionately sang:
  A hurricane rages inside me like a storm,
  The fangs sparkle and the fur curls like curls!
  I will put all the force of my rage into the blow,
  So I will roar, and the sun will go out in fear!
    
  Then I'll organize an assault and a marathon -
  I'll overtake everyone and checkmate them carelessly!
  The fascists will be dealt a fierce defeat,
  The girl will give me happiness tenderly!
    
  When I move my paw, I am a lion with a mane,
  The enemy will fly like a hurricane fluff!
  And Hitler will turn pale as chalk,
  Seeing the power of the Russian Khagan!
    
  We'll grind everything up and it'll be powder.
  And for those who don't like us - a coffin made of aspen!
    From Santa Claus - a bag of kalachi,
  enemies show their backs!
    
  Because that loaf of bread will explode like dynamite,
  The rain will sprinkle hailstones and fragments!
  And the Fuhrer will be beaten like a rabbit,
  The fascist will think about going AWOL!
    
  If you wanted land, you got a little,
  We will give you and the others only for the coffin!
  What hot rays of the sun,
  They will dry out the corpses at least a little!
    
  But what were you, Fritzes, looking for here?
  Is our bread fragrant, with the aroma of butter?
  They wanted to drive Russian gas out of Siberia.
  Forgetting that fighting the Reds is dangerous!
    
  How painfully Hitler is roasting in hell,
  Where there is no hope, no love, no salvation!
  There the demons dance, grinning leapfrog -
  There is no break in pain and no moment!
    
  And to us who perished Christ gave Eden,
  There you are rich - chambers and cars!
  So pass on the cherubim to everyone,
  That Russians are invincible in battle!
  Yes , the boys and girls sang simply magnificently. Their voices were like the trumpets of Jericho. Well, it can be said, a wonderful melody and the taste of victory. Something that has a very big future. If, of course, it is not spoiled by various kinds of bald wood goblins with black faces.
  Darth Vader was very pleased with the beginning of his epic.
  And so the boys and girls enter the village. And the few residents shy away from the fighting guys.
  They may be children, but they have sticks, and some have scythes and pitchforks, or axes. Which looks very menacing. Yes, this is really a gang of monsters.
  Seryozhka noted with a smile:
  - It somehow reminds me of the army of Yemelyan Pugachev or Stepan Razin!
  Leonida said with hope in her voice:
  - I hope, unlike Pugachev and Razin, we will win and not lose!
  Darth-Vaska roared:
  - Victory awaits, victory awaits those who are eager to break the shackles! Victory awaits, victory awaits - we will be able to defeat the whole world!
  The children's army settled into their homes. They tried to distribute themselves more or less evenly. And this barefoot team fell asleep without further ado.
  The children settled into rooms and corridors.
  Seryozhka noted with alarm:
  - Chief, we should post guards. We might be attacked at night.
  Darth-Vaska answered confidently:
  - I'll put up a magical defense, and the enemy won't get through to us. Besides, I'm sure they won't drop an atomic bomb on children - they're not that outrageous!
  Leonida nodded and noted:
  - And we vampires don't need to sleep at night. If anything happens, we'll follow and raise the alarm.
  Seryozhka giggled and noted:
  - Of course, we'll keep an eye on it! And we won't let anyone hurt us.
  Darth-Vaska nodded and sang:
  Well done, well done, you showed your strength,
  Being friends with her is like playing with a crocodile!
  And the Sith boy released a bolt of deadly lightning from his bare heel.
  And a glow began to spread around the village. And something incredible and cosmic appeared.
  Darth Vader remembered how he fought Count Duko . When Obiwan Kenobi was crushed by a wall, he was left alone with the formidable Count. And, of course, he was a little scared. Especially since he had already fought him once and lost his hand. Of course, they made him a new one, but Enokin lost the ability to throw force lightning.
  But anger and fury added energy, and he managed to cut off both of Count Duko's hands at once. And then, with great pleasure, he cut off his head. It's good that at least the Chancellor of the Republic Palpatine gave him such an order. But he, to be honest, really wanted to do it.
  What Darth Vader regretted was saving Obiwan. And it later cost him the loss of a significant part of his body.
  But now he is in the flesh of a boy, and not just a boy, but a vampire! And this gives him phenomenal and unique power.
  Darth-Vaska snapped his fingers and bare feet again, establishing a more powerful defense over the village.
  He still needs to sleep to gain even greater, phenomenal power. To rule the world. And this is Darth-Vaska's big goal. And he will achieve it!
  Darth-Vaska turned on his long-range vision. Yes, their childish rebellion caused some concern at the top.
  But they don't have the full picture yet. And the people don't really know anything.
  Mikhail Gorbachev has not been informed yet. In general, the security forces have not figured out what is what, and various rumors are circulating.
  Darth-Vaska noted that the USSR was a complete mess, which meant that he personally was not in any danger.
  And there will be new victories... It is funny, of course, to command a children's army. But he, of course, is happy with what he has. Especially when the bare, dusty heels of boys and girls flash - it is quite funny.
  And you look with affection, although, at this moment, you yourself are a child. And I must say, this is great .
  And Gorbachev is a weakling , he can't bring order to his own country. Riots and unrest happen there every now and then. What if the entire universe were to squeeze into Darth Vader's loving fist?
  Then there will be universal happiness.
  Emperor Palpatine is absolutely right: good and evil are relative concepts. And when there is chaos and disorder and anarchy, the common man is often much worse off than under the most brutal dictatorship.
  For example, Stalin is certainly a cruel tyrant, but how he raised the empire. How much he elevated the USSR. Even at the cost of enormous bloodshed. But he managed to achieve results. We can also recall the empire of Genghis Khan. True, it turned out to be short-lived. What's wrong with authoritarian regimes?
  A dictator dies, and collisions occur. In the tsarist empire, when it was ruled by the Romanov dynasty, after the last coup, when Emperor Paul was killed, it seems that stability has set in. And was it worth overthrowing Nicholas II?
  Moreover, Russia did not lose the First World War. On the contrary, major victories were won in 1916. So what is there to talk about?
  It was madness and treason to overthrow such a king in the midst of war.
  Moreover, outright criminals came to power. Who is Stalin? A criminal, of course! And his rule shed more blood than all the Russian tsars put together. True, there were successes, as if all the tsars had a common fund!
  Is Darth Vader a liberal? He can live a very long time in the body of a vampire boy. Vampires can live in the flesh for a couple of millennia. And the spirit is completely immortal. So, it is quite possible to be, for example, in the body of a clone. And in general, to rule infinitely.
  And so, a great man is capable of conquering the universe.
  It was not for nothing that Genghis Khan dreamed of immortality. In this case, his empire would not have gone to pieces with its descendants. And then disappeared without a trace.
  But he, Darth-Vaska, will never die. And he will rule the universe forever. And maybe not only this universe, but also other innumerable universes. How great it will all be . And for a simple person, and even a non-person, it would be easier and better to live in a space empire with ideal order. So why does he need this stupid democracy?
  And the idiotic "perestroika" started by Gorbachev.
  Darth-Vaska sniffed and fell into a deep and, at the same time, stormy sleep.
  . CHAPTER #7.
  The voice resembled a mixture of the hiss of a viper and the wheeze of a dying donkey:
  - And now, Jedi spawn, you will die!
  A young man with blond hair in a leather jacket was desperately writhing, engulfed in a fiery, sparkling web. His black leather jacket was smoking and melting, his thin lips were blue and emitting bloody bubbles. Lightning bolts of power were passing through him, causing the most severe pain, burning through every cell, every vein, making the blood boil in the arteries and veins and the aorta burst from the embrace of the carnivorous heat.
  A dry little man, resembling a wrinkled mushroom, held long hands covered with a light green scab in front of him. From his strangely crossed fingers, discharges erupted, very similar to electric arcs. But much brighter, multi-colored, blinding as welding eyes, broken and diverging, like the stormy shoots of tropical weeds.
    The blond young man was dying in the hellish web. And the mushroom-like guy with a head from which gills were sticking out, dressed in a black robe, was smiling horribly. Long daggers, sharper than a vampire's fangs, were sticking out of his mouth, but the rest of his teeth looked crooked and unhealthy. Which is why this smile seemed even more like the grin of an evil dead man, a great sinner who had escaped from hell. But at the moment, he was playing the role of the risen Devil.
  Another man, but in a black suit, covered by a terrible, ebony-looking mask, watched the agony without taking his eyes off. In his soul there was hesitation. The lord's severed right hand, with wires sticking out like cartilage from a torn-out nose, lies helplessly under his feet, and the left, surviving one, convulsively clenches and unclenches.
  Here he takes an uncertain step towards the nasty old dead man who is spewing lightning. A little more and...
  Suddenly "grandfather Zeus" stops emitting discharges. A bracelet on his hand flashes red. An anxious voice squeaks:
  - A rebel sabotage group blew up the generator that controlled the energy supply to the Death Star's gravity plasma defense force field.
  The walking dead man said in a sepulchral, slightly trembling tone:
  - Turn on the backup generator - code 78-93-62... The rebels won't get the star.
  The two-meter tall man in the mask said uncertainly:
  - Lord Sidious...
  The Emperor of the Space Empire interrupted him:
  - I felt a strong anger in you, Darth! Were you really ready to kill me?
  The man in armor staggered back, breathing heavily. His voice under the mask hissed like a desert wind, and said:
  - He is my son after all!
  Lord Sidious nodded in agreement:
  - And a very capable guy. At such a young age, he defeated you - cut off your hand!
  The Emperor of the space empire glanced at the glittering holograms showing the space battle. The rebels had gathered almost all their strike forces, making a gambler's bet - either make or break.
  But the Imperial fleet still has a large numerical advantage, especially in battleships. Especially since most of the large rebel starships have already been destroyed by fire from the Death Star.
  The Imperial ships are positioned in such a way as to prevent the attacking armada from escaping.
  The Emperor's trap has worked. The Rebel fleet is trapped and melting before our eyes. A wide, green-blue beam from a thermoquark-pumped hyperlaser pierces the last Free Alliance battleship.
  It was as if a giant bottle of flammable liquid had broken. The lightning flash covered a couple of hundred miles of space, shimmered and sparkled for a few seconds, and then died out.
  Lord Sidious cast a look of contempt at the fallen youth. Luke's once smooth face was now covered in blisters, and he was gasping for breath, the air entering his charred lungs. The Force lightning that the Emperor unleashed was a terrible weapon. It could pierce the strongest metal and crush stone.
  The Emperor of the Space Empire growled:
  - Take this carrion and freeze it!
  A capsule popped out of the wall like a cork from a bottle. It looked like a two-colored pill with small, flexible, moving tentacles of a mechanical squid.
  The front of the capsule, like the mouth of a shark, parted and a bluish sparkling light poured out.
  Quickly picking up the burnt, reddened like a boiled lobster, and in places blackened Luke Skywalker, the tentacles covered with liquid metal suckers threw him into the belly of the medical capsule. The blue stream erupting from the mouth became muddy and turned poisonous green.
  Then the man-made piranha's jaws closed and the medical capsule turned towards the freezing bay.
  The Emperor of the space empire, Darth Sidious, waved his hand and turned his attention back to the space battle. Significant rebel forces had already been ground down , and large starships had been knocked out.
  But the rebels still do not give up, they break through to the very shield of the Death Star, trying to avoid its annihilation rays.
  But they are exterminated by stationary batteries and fire from imperial cruisers, dense streams of annihilation particles from the huge guns of battleships . Here is a destroyer of the rebel fleet, engulfed in multi-colored flames, falling apart in a vacuum. Two butterflies with proboscises of funny elephants kiss goodbye before they can be engulfed by the inexorable fire of hissing and flesh-licking annihilation.
  Hyperplasmic flame, rapidly swelling, engulfs and chars everything that gets into its flow. Starships, having fallen into such a cutter, no longer have a chance to escape. In any case, damaged rebel ships fall under the systems of plasma fire groups.
    The Sith Lord addresses his right hand, Darth Vader:
  - My trap worked. But we need to find out what happened on the planet Tauson. Could a small rebel squad really have defeated an Imperial regiment with heavy weapons?
  The man in the black combat suit glanced warily at the emperor and said:
  - The Force works in mysterious ways. Perhaps one of Skywalker's companions wields it to a greater degree than we can imagine!
  The Emperor of the Space Power crossed his white, gloved fingers. His decrepit face did not harmonize well with the quick and precise movements of his lean body.
  The commander-in-chief of the rebel forces, Grand Admiral Kalevan, chose a light, agile cruiser over a heavy and heavily protected battleship. Thanks to this, he has remained alive until now.
  The black commander of the strike force knew that things were not going according to plan. Most likely, Solo and his friends had fallen into a trap, as, incidentally, they had. After all, the Imperial fleet was waiting for them, like a cobra in ambush.
  How many strike batteries have the militants of the evil state deployed? Only a sharp approach to the enemy ships and an attempt to force a skirmish can delay the death of the rebels.
  But the Sith Lord foresaw even this. Clouds of semi-annihilation dust envelop the battleships of the nearly innumerable fleet of the space empire.
  When hit, destroyers and boats burst into flames like cotton wool soaked in gasoline, while larger vessels, having been damaged, look like fortified areas that have been subjected to heavy bombardment.
  A bipedal bat has lost a wing. In its own way, a beautiful intelligent creature whispers a prayer to the god of quarks. After death, creatures and their intelligent component migrate to a quark - a miniature universe, and there they continue their life's journey.
  Of course, it depends on the God of the quark who will be embodied in this subelementary particle - the son of a slave, a king, or maybe even an archmage?!
  And the bat itself sluggishly moves its locator ears and, deprived of protection - its combat suit is broken - it cools down in a vacuum.
  The Imperial soldiers on the opposite side are also suffering, albeit to a lesser extent, losses. The rank and file cannot even be called people. They are clones of the mercenary Dak. Obedient, growing five times faster than ordinary people and well trained.
  A damaged Imperial boat is destroyed. The clone troopers do not panic. With cold calculation, but without unnecessary fuss, they try to save their lives. Number 1874 has lost his right leg. He is in pain, but this pain is not quite human.
  It sends an unpleasant signal to the brain, but it is not so sharp as to cause screams and groans. The soldier himself does not think much about the fact that he is now crippled. Moreover , it is possible to make a quite tolerable prosthesis without any problems, or clone a separate limb. So, no complexes, and do not disturb your comrades.
  The Imperial soldier is poor in emotions, he is essentially a biorobot. Even their faces are the same - the only difference may be age - alas , even clones age! But they may have some small passions and attachments. One of them has a strawberry cockroach hidden in his breast pocket - a hybrid of a cockroach and a strawberry. A very cute animal, capable of producing up to twelve melodies similar to a nightingale's trill.
  Three fighters, together with a raspberry cockroach, were dispersed into atoms in a plasma vortex. Then their numbers will be called, and a priest will perform a rudimentary purification ritual. The dead are supposedly promised a paradise with diamond palaces and houris. Darth Sidious is trying to introduce a new religion: aggressive monotheism, where he is the emperor - the hypostasis of the Supreme God.
  There are tens of thousands of inhabited worlds and millions of planets in the galaxy that are barely suitable for life. They are home to many different, sometimes very bizarre religions, and the black lord of the Sith dreams of uniting the worlds in worship of his single cult.
  The rebellion that has engulfed much of the galaxy has threatened the existence of the new empire. But now... Imperial starships are closing in. Thousands of rebel ships have been annihilated or damaged beyond repair. Tractor beams are snatching up half-charred or smoldering rebel starships.
  They are then used for useful purposes, and the captives can become excellent slaves with a channeled brain, or food, protoplasmic mass.
  Darth Vader had two cybernetic nurses reattach his severed arm.
  The Black Lord hissed dully:
  - You can rejoice, your majesty. The core of the rebellion has been broken, and the galaxy can finally find peace!
  The Sith Lord spoke in a deep voice:
  - Peace in the cemetery - movement is the basis of existence!
  The Emperor of the space empire peers into the light cruiser, resembling a killer whale. Kalevan, also a descendant of the Jedi, is the illegitimate son of Mace Windu himself. Only he did not inherit the ability to control the force, but he fights with a lightsaber better than Luke Skywalker. Or maybe the black guy just did not get a Sith Lord as his mentor?
  At least there is something about Kalevana, and Sidious senses it. A gifted person, or an offworlder, is always visible, like a burning ember in a thermal imager.
  Kalevana's light cruiser has already received almost fatal damage and is slowing down. Now the blue-green rebel boat has managed to break through the semi-annihilation dust and ram the imperial frigate. Both metal masses are flattened, and then another rich pattern is added to the multi-colored gamut of space fireworks.
  The Emperor of the space power gives the order:
  - Catch the light cruiser "Nadezhda" with a tractor beam and plunge it into a special field! Capture all passengers alive!
  Darth Vader, looking at the plump figures of the biorobot girls, felt the strongest melancholy. What is it like to become a cripple in the prime of life, incapable of sex? To lose half of the body and be immersed in a life-support suit. Of course, he is better off than being crippled in ancient times - he can walk, run and even fight well. But he has hopelessly lost the most important thing a man has.
  Although there is still hope for clones . Perhaps his soul will find a real and healthy body.
  Before the eyes of the black lord, a timid shadow of memories of a recent, almost final, lightsaber duel flashed.
  His boy Luke's skill had noticeably grown. His movements had acquired swiftness and, at the same time, prudence. And most importantly, real anger was raging in his son, turbulent streams of dark power were oozing. An unusually capable boy!
  He is quite capable of destroying the budding Sith Empire. And then, instead of the utopian idea of reviving a confederate, galactic republic, an era of chaos, disorder and protracted internecine wars will arise.
  No matter how firm and despotic the power of the Sith is, it is still better than the collapse of a single state entity and the reign of chaos, when the most terrible kind of dictatorship reigns: the dictatorship of every strong man over every weak man!
  And Lord Sidious is not so bad. Having become Emperor, he waged a brutal war against corruption, organized crime and the mafia. If during the Republic, extortion of officials became a system, then under Lord Sith, thieves and bribe-takers were cruelly executed or sent to plutonium mines.
  New planets began to be developed, and old ones were improved. Especially those worlds that were considered backward, and for them even running water was a novelty.
  One of the emperor's very first decrees was the ban on slavery. The death penalty or lifelong hard labor was imposed for slave trade and kidnapping. However, due to the war with the rebellious alliance, it was necessary to turn a blind eye to the lawlessness of the Hats, since the empire, constrained by civil war, could not afford to open a second front.
  But now they will finally be able to seriously engage in restoring order and consolidating vast, and still uninhabited, spaces.
  Kalevan, despite the fact that the last starships of the Free Alliance were already perishing, still did not give the order to retreat and break through.
  A handsome, curly-haired guy with chocolate-colored skin, a pleasant face with almost European features, broad shoulders and a lean waist, maintained the appearance of calm.
  Kalevana's father, Master Windu, was a great warrior. In a duel, he was able to disarm the blackest Sith Lord. One more blow , and the dictatorship of the dark side would have been over. That's when Anakin Skywalker's intervention led to the coup.
  Kalevan fiercely hated his father's killer, Darth Vader, and wanted to get even with him at any cost.
  He led the attack on the Death Star under construction, and now he suffered unbearably, seeing his comrades die in a hopeless attack.
  It's a pity about the ships too. After all, each starship is not just a pile of metal. It has its own, unique soul.
  Here in the cruiser "Nadezhda" jagged holes are growing. At the edges of these ulcers bluish and greenish lights are glowing. And the carbon fiber groans from intense pain.
  General girl Monica Missouri is carrying a seriously wounded tiger crab named Tlek. He's also a cutie, probably weirder than a Wookiee. The tiger's fur is four-colored, and the stripes go in winding waves. At the same time , the pink shell is punctured, and the tail is singed and smoking. It's very hot in the starship.
    Kalevan shakes off the sweat and says in a pleading, pain-filled tone:
  - Just a little more! I believe Solo!
  The legendary smuggler pilot is also nervous at this point. The Death Star continues to fire at the pitiful remains of the rebel fleet. Its beams have become weaker and thinner, but have increased in quantity.
  Already ninety percent of the rebel forces have been disabled or simply destroyed.
  Wookiee, or Chewbacco, roars in his own language, which is not very understandable to humanoids:
  - Brothers! Brothers! Extinguish the star!
  Solo calms his partner down and even shakes his finger at him:
  - Calm down, Chewbacco. Our guys know what they're doing.
  Princess Leia popped out like a jack-in-the-box. A beautiful girl with light red, wavy hair and an athletic figure. A masculine chin and wide-set, emerald eyes with sapphire reflections, on a strong warrior neck.
  An Amazon woman, merciless, who strangled Jabba himself and, at the same time, her eyes are full of kindness and even some naivety.
  The warrior princess almost screams in Solo's ear:
  - Can't you see? The Imperials have turned on the backup generator, and that's why the Death Star is invulnerable!
  The smuggler pilot answers her ironically:
  - Darling, it's not a problem! We'll find the backup generator and destroy it!
  Chewbacco growled loudly:
  -Oooh, death to the imperialists!
  The saboteur squad is small, but many natives have come running. It was these funny bears, having lost hundreds of warriors, who managed to defeat the imperial regiment with walking tanks.
  The golden robot Kenny whispers:
  - Oh, Millennium Falcon, you're being turned into a rusty cutlet!
  Solo's eyes flashed like the foaming wine of anger. And he commanded:
  - Find and destroy the duplicate generators!
  But it seemed that the command was a little late, several heavy imperial regiments were already advancing on the small sabotage group and the natives who dared to yelp against the dark power.
  In addition to the usual tanks that looked like fat, steel-like camels, there were more elaborate and sophisticated hexagonal disc-shaped aircraft with combat emitters in the form of springs, hovering above the ground.
  The funny little bears, with their very large, wide-set eyes and the spreading ears of Cheburashkas, began to squeak shrilly and mosquito-like. Some of them began to beat their paws and shake their spotted ears like a fan.
  Thousands of animals, armed with bows, spears, darts, slings - resembled the ornate, furry Australian aborigines.
  But they had some sense. It was not for nothing that several walking tanks were destroyed in traps, and one captured tank was "laid up".
  Princess Leia, seeing that the special forces group's mood had fallen, sang:
  - We are peaceful people, but our armored train managed to accelerate to the speed of light. Let's kiss!
  Solo raised the heavy, combat-ready blaster, which had not yet had time to cool down, and shouted:
  - It is better to die with dignity with a sword than to live like an ox that suffers the whips of the stall!
  The twin laser cannon of the walking imperial tank spat out a burning, ultra-plasmic chewing gum. It exploded, and a dozen trees were broken by the blast wave like matches. Then the foliage burst into flames, and a mortally wounded animal, engulfed in hot flames, choked in the fire. Another , caught fire, ran away from the merciless flames in fear. New shots thundered. Lilac and canary-colored tongues ran through the trees, breaking off trunks.
  Imperial tanks peppered the planet's surface with shells and burned the jungle in a checkerboard pattern. And low-flying hexagonal disc craft began to deploy their not-too-terrifying emitters.
  The warrior princess whispered to her lover Solo:
  - Do you understand that we are doomed?
  The smuggler pilot answered the red-haired beauty in cold blood:
  - I thought the same thing when we were captured and laser guns were aimed at us. A chance is not a paycheck, not an advance, but it happens... and now!
  In response to Solo's words, the hexagonal disc craft opened fire. Streams of light orange waves poured out of the spring-like antennae. They splashed like energy geysers, dousing the plants and leaves, causing them to bend slightly.
  But when they hit the little animals , terrible things happened to them. The animals were not simply destroyed, they were disfigured, turning into an abomination that was hard to describe. The crushed and purulent jellyfish twitched convulsively. The bears had a miserable career - you can't envy them!
  Darth Vader, taking a sip of energy drink and inspired by his success in the battle with the rebels, roared deafeningly:
  - Magogravitational radiation is working! Preliminary calculations are correct!
  The three-dimensional projection showed the black lord both the jungle and the imperial vultures that were showering the planet's surface with a mixture of technical magic, a simplified manifestation of some form of dark force, and a gravitational agent.
  Thick trees with large leaves like Roman shields bent under the waves. Ambushed natives fell from them. Already in the air the bears turned into God knows what. Slime, pus, living ulcers slapped onto the ground.
  And this is much more terrible than the trivial explosions of ultra-plasma blaster-type cannons that sluggishly snapped back from clumsily walking tanks, or even annihilation torpedoes that generate tsunamis capable of flooding entire continents.
  Numerous animals began to squeal louder in their multi-thousand polyphony.
  Robot Kenny, the same one that the future Darth Vader constructed while still a slave boy on Tatooine, beeped. This is how he encouraged his believers:
  - I am your God! Don't be afraid!
  Chewbacco drew both of his richly bejeweled ray guns. The Wookiee was magnificent, with a high forehead like a large humanized bear, sharp ivory-colored fangs, and violet, wide-set eyes.
    Juicy streams of ionized ultra plasma burst from his beam guns. The light flow was not uniform, along its length it either dimmed or shone like a newborn star.
    The hexagonal disc craft was hit and slowly began to melt. The rebel warriors supported Chewbacca, focusing their fire on the mortally wounded hexagon. The explosion engulfed the treetops in a glow of photo-blitz. Several nearby disc craft, damaged, desperately retreated.
  Darth Vader yelled:
  - We're leaving! Walking tanks, increase fire!
  The Wookiee threw away the white-hot ray guns. His rough palms were covered with blisters - the hand weapons were switched to maximum power. Otherwise, the flying saucer could not be shot down. But now the natives were encouraged. They believed in new gods, and with a howl rushed into the attack.
  Behind the tanks, Imperial soldiers rode on heavy grav-bikes. Blaster beams unleashed a web of destructive lightning on the howling tribe of natives. Piles of melted and ignited bodies piled up between fallen or bent trees.
  The Imperial clones were accurate. Their rapid-fire blasters were more effective than machine guns. And what could the savages do against them?
  In addition, the bears did not have time to build new traps for the walking tanks, so they had to fight by improvising.
  The black warrior-saboteur turned the jam, began to turn the tank captured from the imperials. The walking devices looked clumsy.
  Princess Leia, who never failed to have a sense of humor, noted:
  - Who designed such a device? He is probably an enemy of the empire!
  The seemingly never despondent Solo sang:
  - Then one day in Ellipse I found dentures, that unit with the moonshine apparatus!
  The captured walking tank tried to cover the enemy from a distance. Of course, for a beam weapon, the distance is almost irrelevant ( although air resistance should be taken into account!), but in this case , the shot slid along the streamlined body of the man-made "camel".
  The Wookiee roared indignantly, it was hard to make out:
  - Anti-pulsar blockhead ...
  Solo supported Chewbacca:
  - You, I know... You can miss, just to ruin all the bets on your hit!
  Princess Leia began to resolutely throw off her spiked Imperial boots. To Solo's puzzled look, the warrior replied:
  - The bare sole will sharpen my mental senses. We cannot win with brute force.
  Indeed, the battle in space has almost ceased. The light cruiser "Hope" has been pulled into the antichronos field by a tractor beam. The remaining rebel starships have either been destroyed or hopelessly disabled.
  Only the legendary smuggler Millennium Falcon is still intact. Lando Calrissian and his charming partner Olivia, a nice mustachioed black businessman and a muscular, very curvy and sexy blonde.
  The warrior prefers to fight barefoot , and thanks to this, she controls the small starship perfectly. Almost no hits, and the ship is on the fly!
  Lando whispers to his partner:
  - My beloved... No matter what they say, we are the last hope to kill the Death Star!
  Olivia, pounding her bare feet on the control panel, exclaims capriciously:
  - What an expression you have, boyfriend . They only get pissed in the toilet , but we're annihilating the Death Star, dispersing it into quarks across the vastness of the universe!
  Almost next to them, one of the last destroyers of the rebel fleet exploded. The Millennium Falcon shook. Another warrior in a bikini ( the black Lando loved pretty women, especially blondes!), twisted her head and slammed her head into the control panel.
  Luckily for her, the carbon fiber held up, and the beauty , slightly stunning herself, plopped down with her plump ass onto the scaly covering of the starship.
  Olivia encouraged her partner:
  - Don't sit on Gerd's photon, everything is under control!
  However, the intensifying aroma of ozone and the streams of hot air bursting in from all the cracks indicated that the Millennium Falcon had already received a wound incompatible with long life.
  Both of the barely covered bikini beauties fell upon Lando, their golden-olive bodies glistening with sweat as if oiled and exuding the scent of honey, nutmeg, and wild tropical herbs.
  The girl whispered in unison to the black man:
  - Fly away, cloud, fly away!
  Lando tried to free himself and throw his hands off, pleading:
  - Our ship is the only chance for rebellion. Otherwise, all the sacrifices will be in vain!
  In response, Gerda picked up the joystick with her bare, graceful toes of her strong and nimble feet. She threw the gravity wave control panel, catching it with her chiseled, elastic sole. And Olivia, with her long, but even and harmonious toes, began to control the Millennium Falcon.
  The top-class businessman Lando tried to take away the remote control, but Gerda's sweet lips found his lips and imprinted a deep kiss. The dope was so sweet and enticing that the black man's head began to spin. And Olivia had already begun to unbuckle his belt, seductively moving her pink tongue.
  Both girls are turned on, they are so hot and lustful, and at the same time skillful, like priestesses of the seraglio.
  However, the intense lovemaking did not prevent their bare, chiseled fingers from controlling the Millennium Falcon with the help of the gravity-wave joystick. The warriors pressed the buttons in turns, trusting not observation, but their intuition and the inimitable magic of Eros!
  And the small ship masterfully flew past the fiery stripes of ultralasers.
  But the Ewoks, those funny little bears, had nowhere to retreat. Now the walking tanks and tracked transports were approaching from all sides. Tens of thousands of Imperial soldiers and hundreds of walking tanks, and the triple wheels were moving. The jungle was burning.
  Several ultra-blaster beams pierced the rebel-captured walking tank. The turret burst like a glass of gunpowder. All that remained were the mechanical legs, gleaming with charred iron. The black guy was dead. And since he was a space Muslim and fell in battle, his soul rushed to Jannat with thousands of beautiful and eternally young houris.
  The warrior princess whispered:
  - We will preserve honor if life cannot be saved!
  The royal girl tore off the rest of her clothes. Her naked, strong, slender body, which had managed to acquire a chocolate tan on Tatooine, stood out like amber against the bluish grass. The princess's bare soles left graceful marks on the pulverized, bloody crumbs left by the dead Ewoks and rebels.
  Darth Vader's flagship battleship, resembling a huge iron, was approaching the planet Earth. Behind it were the other ships of the Sith space empire. And next to them were the streamlined, predatory piranha-like ships of the totalitarian super-formation of Phtelzanat.
  A two-meter tall masked brute with broad shoulders and large horns on his helmet growled ferociously:
  - You can't leave, Luke Skywalker! It's either you or me, but there's no place for both of us in the galaxy!
  Not inferior to Darth Vader in height and shoulder width, the shapely and athletic Lira Felimara actively shook her lush bust. The battle suit on the girl-general was absolutely transparent and did not hide a single feature of her muscular, girlish body. The bronze skin of the warrior was distinguished by its flawless smoothness, and her nipples sparkled in the spotlight like rubies.
  Darth Vader looked at the beauty with a greedy gaze . The two-star general of Phtelzanata ( a space empire so bloodthirsty and prone to conquest that the state of the black Sith is an innocent baby in comparison!) looked provocatively sexy.
  But what can he, the unfortunate invalid, do? Use a cybernetic prosthesis?
  Lyra, intercepting his thoughts, said in a triumphant tone:
  - Don't despair, my friend. On Earth there is the Ring of Solomon, which has such powerful magic that in comparison with it, Luke Skywalker's power is just a wisp of cigarette smoke!
  Darth Vader, violently releasing air from under his mask, croaked:
  - Will I be able to get myself a real, living body?
  Lyra, whose muscle balls rolled wildly under her bronze skin, said with a laugh:
  - Djinns and ifrits can do anything! This is power over the universe!
  Darth Vader sang out of tune:
  - Hovering over the unfortunate universe,
  There are countless numbers of evil genies!
  Solomon, his hated ring -
  Launched it and chopped off the head!
    
  But know that Vader is certainly not a pawn,
  And one cannot walk under the yoke forever...
  Turn evil enemies into firebrands,
  He will become the ruler of the worlds!
  Lyra danced in response and pointed her graceful, long finger at the blue ball:
  - Here is the Earth!
  The beautiful athlete sang loudly:
  - The earth is in the porthole, the earth is in the porthole, the earth is visible in the porthole... We aimed the blasters, measured the distance, and we will burn the man's house to the ground!
  However, the aliens rejoiced too soon. The news that dozens of large warships had emerged from the darkness of space into the Earth's orbit caused the strongest panic among all the countries and governments of the blue planet. The alien starships with thousands of combat weapons and numerous emitters made an irresistible impression on people.
  Fifty ships: twenty-five Imperial and twenty-five Fthelzanath.
  Hellish power over the Earth. And for some reason people did not really believe that the aliens came in peace.
  Lira Felimara offered to Darth Vader:
  - Let me read an appeal to earthlings!
  The Black Lord was outraged by this passage:
  - Why you? We have an equal number of ships!
  The beautiful girl shook her powerful, bull-like neck and giggled:
  - They'll get scared when they see your face...
  Darth Vader roared deafeningly, his voice choking like a tiger in a noose:
  - And we must frighten the earthlings. Let them immediately raise their paws up!
  Lira Felimara, who already had experience in destroying and conquering planet Earth in a parallel universe, giggled and noted:
  - It's time, it's time, Boyarsky spoke on the radio... He scared the whole world with his drunken voice!
  The Black Lord lunged at the hologram, trying to grab the control scanner. Lyra grabbed Darth's mask with her playful toes and threw the brute away. Vader's battle suit creaked loudly and sparked.
  And the bronze harpy Lyra burst out laughing:
  - Don't you, boor , know that you should let a lady go first?
  The hyperion weapons of the Ftelzanath Empire unleashed their withering fire on the satellites orbiting the Earth and other products of human activity.
  And then Lyra Felimara herself appeared. She appeared on all screens at once, even on switched-off televisions and computer monitors. She appeared naked and beautiful, with four cybernetic hairpins in her hair, oozing charm and the magic of annihilation. A real deity in the universe of brute force!
  shrew began to squeal with a nightingale's twitter:
  - Earthlings! We are not going to conquer your pathetic little world. You are too far from us to burden the empire with the location of a large garrison. - The girl's sapphire, topaz and emerald eyes flashed furiously, or even blazed, like the rays of a hyperlaser. And her voice became much colder. - We will trivially disintegrate you into quarks, and with the help of a hypermagic gravitator we will send your souls to the underworld for eternal hellish torment!
  It sounded scary, but the fact that such nonsense was being conveyed by a naked and very appetizing woman caused not so much horror as laughter!
  At that moment, a menacing face in a black mask appeared and roared through hyper-titanium gills:
  - In short, give us the ring of Solomon before we destroy you completely!
  Lyra shook her tanned chest, hissing:
  - Annihilated very painfully!
  Darth Vader added, shaking his fist, in which he was tightly clutching a sword that glowed red:
  - And we castrate without anesthesia!
  Some on planet Earth laughed, some cried, and some had nervous colic. And only one person on the blue moon felt genuine joy. President of France Fardogan slowly walked up to the mirror. And showed himself a fig. He admired the sparkling stone that so harmoniously adorned the index finger of his right hand.
  The heir to the Ottoman sultans roared:
  - Do you want the Ring of Solomon? And wouldn't you like a German wigwam as well?
  Darth Vader , seeing through the holographic images the overly cheerful reaction of the earthlings, wheezed:
  - We need to give people an ultimatum!
  Lyra Felimara's eyes widened, sparkling with all the colors of the rainbow:
  - And what the hell is this?
  Darth Vader, with a triumphant tone in the bottomless wells of his eyes, explained:
  - This is an international word. Annihilation is guaranteed!
  Lyra giggled and remarked, sparks flying from her long, monoatomically sharpened nails:
  - Oh, boys! Only flesh can be annihilated. And Magogravity, that's even cooler !
  Darth Vader turned on all the gravity mage emitters with new, stunning force. And began to deafeningly strain the beluga.
  And what a voice the black lord had, even his armor became white-hot:
  - Ultimatum! Ultimatum! I will wipe you out into an annihilator!
  Lyra Felimara swayed her lush bust and twisted her luxurious hips. At the same time, she squealed, recalling earthly folklore:
  - Russian mafia, you gave birth to death! Vodka with hydrogen - ruined men's penises! And we have a cosmic sabantuya force!
  And the warriors of the great Phthelzanath began to sing:
  - We are not pathetic bugs - super ninja turtles... Cannons - Cheburashka ears will burn everyone like blotting paper!
  The space aliens issued an ultimatum, but to no avail. And then Lira Felimara suggested:
  - Let's take it cool. Shall we chat in BASIC?
  Darth Vader, for all his stupidity, what can you get from a brain without hyperplasmic feeding, growled:
  - Is this when aggressive negotiations are conducted with the help of a lightsaber?
  Lira winked, pushed away the checkered dog with a horse's head with her bare foot. The mixture of a chessboard, a horse and a crocodile squealed and spun around like a top, offended. The girl-general stuck her foot in such a way that the hot ultra-plasma tickled her bare heel, and roared, shaking her seven-colored head:
  - No, handsome ! Instead of a lightsaber, we'll throw a thermoquark bomb!
  Darth Vader stuck out his long, snake-like, cloned tongue and ran it along the salty edges of his mask. And he squealed earnestly, like a broken combustion engine:
  - I love thermoquark bombs, and thermopreon bombs even more!
  Lyra grimaced capriciously and moved her foot again, this time towards the cat covered in nettle leaves:
  - You don't know how to cook with preon!
  The Black Lord answered logically:
  - If you don"t know how, we"ll teach you; if you don"t want to, we"ll make you!
    Lira shook her hand, which had been hit by the soldiers' jaws:
  - Hyperplasma blast! One thermoquark projectile!
  A blue wave sluggishly flared from the wide barrel of the gravity gun. A small rocket, the size of a normal-sized watermelon, rushed toward the surface of planet Earth.
  Lyra Felimara jumped like a dragonfly, and several naked warriors of Fthelzanath with her.
  Darth Vader bristled his mask in a dumb grin.
  - And what will happen now?
  But the annihilation shot is not even visible to radar, its speed is beyond the limit, faster than the flight of a photon emitted by a star!
  Vladimir Futin never learned about the attack. Sometimes ignorance is the last act of mercy from the Almighty.
  The hyperplasmic hell swallowed the Supreme Commander of the most powerful army on planet Earth. Millions of people evaporated into plasma and hyperplasm before they could comprehend the catastrophe that had occurred.
  Petals blossomed with hundreds of thousands of tongues of deadly annihilation, each with its own unique hue and dynamic pattern of destruction.
  A giant brown mushroom rose to a height of over 500 kilometers, and the blast wave, having flown around the globe several times, knocked out all the glass even in the United States. The glow covered the entire ionosphere in all its immeasurable multitude of colors and inflorescences. The concussion raised gigantic tsunami waves. A more than two-hundred-meter water shaft covered all the continents, sinking tens of thousands of ships. Power lines were disabled, cities were plunged into darkness, only here and there interrupted by fiery spots of fires.
  From now on, a new era has begun on planet Earth. The Hour of the Dragon has begun.
  In response to the demonic streams of hyperenergy, Solomon's ring received a powerful discharge.
  Fardogan felt the power of hundreds of thousands of genies entering him. The President of Furcie immediately turned red and began to swell. An ordinary man with small cockroach antennae, giving him a resemblance to Adolf Hitler, grows like an avalanche rolling down Everest.
  The Ottoman dictator's civilian suit burst, and his muscles began to grow like yeast. And now Fedrogan's expanding shoulders rested against the vault of the ancient sultan's palace.
  For some time the inflating bubble expanded until finally the marble walls collapsed. Numerous Furetsky bodyguards were scattered in different directions. And the half-naked slave girls from the Ottoman dictator's harem, kicking their naked legs in fear, ran away, or crawled away if they were unlucky enough to be crushed.
  And Ferdogan was growing, like a superman in size. The buildings of the capital of Furcia, Fankara, were flattened under his boots. Now the Ottoman dictator was already taller than Everest. And from the starships of Ftelzanat and the Empire of the Black Sith, his towering silhouette was very clearly visible.
  Lyra Felimara cooed:
  -What a huge guy!
  Darth Vader, tapping his mask as the image on it became blurred, wheezed:
  - This is a colossus with feet of clay!
  Lyra released a couple of lightning bolts from her eyes and cooed:
  - And apparently the voice must be angelic! - A wink followed, characteristic of an extremely expensive prostitute. - Sing, little flower, don't be ashamed!
  And the Turkish dictator Ferdogan continued to swell rapidly, like an inflatable bubble. And what is most dangerous, a very long and also rapidly growing sword appeared in his hands.
  Now Fardogan is a thousand nautical miles tall, and that's not the limit. And how muscular the Furetsky dictator has become - his huge muscles literally bulge and shake, anyone, even the most pumped-up bodybuilder, would envy them.
  And his sword sparkles like the stars that are intertwined in the inflorescence of an invincible treasure.
  And President Furcia's teeth lengthen, turning into very sharp, twisted fangs of a rocket vampire. And the newly-baked batyr begins to swing his gigantic sword.
  Lyra Felimara screams deafeningly:
  - A thermoquark charge at the Fuhrer... Ugh, at the Furetsky Sultan - fire!
  Darth Vader tapped his glove on the large, gilded control joystick and growled ironically:
  - Why not Hyperplasma? Fire, that's an outdated earthly expression!
  Lyra Felimara, as she tapped her graceful, girlish feet on the metal floor:
  - Give me a thermal eruption! Anti-pulsar bugs!
  And the thermoquark rockets, leaving behind them a fiery and wide, like a bride's tail, train, rushed towards Fadrogan, which was swollen from the great multitude of spirits and genies that had entered it.
  The Ottoman dictator, whose dimensions were already comparable to the Moon, swung his cosmic sword. And the Sith Empire starship, the missile cruiser "Baboon", split under the terrible blow. Hyperplasmic fragments splashed out. And something incredible and phasmogoric fell.
  And at the same time, quite trivial , since the clone soldiers died quite prosaically. Showing no more emotion than biorobots. But their commander Santa, not being a clone, was clearly nervous. And he remembered how many slaves he secretly sold to the Hutham. Well, now the hell of the anti-universe and the torments of the dark side of the force were definitely waiting for him!
  Thermoquark rockets rammed Ferdogan. Each of them carried the energy of a hundred billion atomic bombs dropped on Hiroshima. And the Ottoman dictator's powerful, muscular torso was covered with the sores and flashes of exploding ultra-nuclear bombs.
  Lyra Felimara ran her bare foot over her graceful nose and squeaked:
  - Of course not! I want some wine, a pack of Camel cigarettes!
  Darth Vader placed his clawed paw on the girl's bare muscular back and, running it over it, croaked:
  - Sobriety is the norm of life!
  Lyra kneed the black lord's potential opponent in the jaw and buzzed:
  - Order, first of all!
  Despite the fact that Ferdogan had been hit with enough charges to destroy the Moon and Mercury to boot, the Ottoman Sultan had grown even larger in size. He now truly resembled a huge fairytale ifrit. And his sword was actively looking for victims among the ships of Ftelzanat and the Sith Empire.
  Darth Vader, looking at how the thermoquark missiles did not cause the slightest harm to this mastodon from the fairy tale, and the superlasers, perhaps, even fueled Fardogan's power, suggested to Lyra:
  - Maybe we should combine our efforts?
  The naked beauty from the Ftelzan empire did not quite understand the black lord:
  - How? We are already united!
  Barely covered in a bikini, General Astara, this fleshy warrior chick with luxurious hips and high breasts, offered her own option:
  - Let's throw a thermopreon charge at him!
  Darth Vader, his curiosity aroused as a researcher and scientist of the dark side of the force, asked through his mask, wheezing:
  - Is this a weapon based on the preonn fusion process?
  Astara, arching her torso, made up entirely of muscles and tendons, bowed low to the black lord:
  - Oh yes, my lord! Such a reaction allows the rocket to use energy equal to 1000 pentatons. Or ten, no, a hundred trillion atomic bombs dropped on Hiroshima!
  The black lord's quick mind made an instant calculation, and Darth Vader whistled in surprise:
  - Wow! From such an explosion even the planet Jupiter will crumble into quarks!
  For some reason, Lira Felimara did not share this optimism:
  - Planet Earth will burn from such a blow. All life within the solar system will be destroyed!
  . CHAPTER #8.
  Darth Vader watched the space battle. Fardogan was trying to cut through the piranha-like hyperion battleship of Ftelzanat, who, using his phenomenal maneuverability, was desperately trying to avoid defeat.
  However, hyperion cannons and superlager batteries were completely useless against the ultramagoplasmic flesh of Fardogan. The energy of billions of djinns accumulated in him, and the speed exceeded the speed of light.
  And so the nimble battleship was cut like a sausage with a knife. And at the same time, huge sparks hundreds of miles long flew out.
  The Ottoman dictator roared deafeningly:
  - Banzai! You'll get a coffin design!
  Darth Vader, having estimated the distance, remarked with genuine alarm:
  - If the thermopreon charge explodes, then we ourselves will be blown away like butterflies by a torch!
  Lyra Felimara winked shyly at the black lord and said confidently:
  - Don't be afraid, my dark terminator! The thermopreon has a cumulative aiming device!
  Lord Vader waved his hand hopelessly:
  - Okay, fall! And in the meantime, I'll gather all the dark sides of the force!
    Fardogan, which included all seventy-two tribes of fairy spirits, soared above the Earth.
  The Sultan of Furcia was twice as tall as the Moon, and simply sparkled with demonic and phenomenal power. Such a battle is now raging in space. Fardogan's sword flies faster than lightning and strikes the desperately firing starships.
  Even semi-annihilation particles are completely useless against such simply monstrous power of the genies. The grand destroyer of the space empire, caught in the blade's tip, burst into yellow-blue flame and did not even leave behind any fragments.
  But Lyra Felimara pulled out her "ace in the hole" - the thermopreon rocket. Thermopreon is capable of releasing 7 quadrillion times more energy than a thermonuclear reaction when fully released.
  The cumulative thermopreon charge is a little weaker, but it focuses destruction incomparably more precisely. And now a princeps-plasma blob is thrown out of the womb of the flagship battleship.
  This is how unconventional a controlled and intelligently guided missile based on thermopreon fusion looks. It has no stable matter, so it is almost impossible to shoot down. But the charge itself chooses a target.
  The plasma blob princeps frightens Fardogan. He tries to dodge, but the ultra-advanced substance is quicker. And like a spider, the hypernuclear bomb attaches itself to the mighty torso of the newly-minted king and emperor of the genies!
  Lyra Felimara clapped her paws hotly and sang:
  - We'll tear you to pieces! We'll scatter you into quarks!
    The mighty Hercules-like Fardogan was severely distorted and bent like a gutta-percha ball in half.
  A supernova flared up. Several nearby starships of Ftelzanat and the Sith Empire were thrown back, the hyperplasmic shaft burned the platforms and trunks of a great many batteries. Crushed many clones and beautiful Amazon girls from the Stelzan Empire.
  Fardogan himself twisted and turned and... Became even bigger and more terrible. The second sword, like a sprout of a carnivorous parasitic plant, broke through in his right hand.
  And the dictator of the Ottoman Empire burst into loud laughter:
  - Oh , you pathetic space aliens! You are just servants of Shaitan, but in fact Shaitan is my servant!
  Meanwhile, on planet Earth, a tornado was raging. The waves of the world's oceans were instantly heated by a hypernuclear flash and boiled with boiling water that scalded all living things. And forests and high-rise buildings went up in flames.
  A hundred trillion Hiroshimas, blazing from the distance of the lunar orbit - this is no joke! And the fire that engulfed the entire Earth literally burned it to the underworld of hell.
  A bright, furious glow of light erupted where Washington had been, then a colossal purple-brown flower appeared. Seven hyperplasmic petals separated from the dazzling bud, soaring into the clouds. They glowed with all the colors of the rainbow for ten seconds, then faded and fell away, leaving only giant purple-red sparks floating in the stratosphere.
  In the blink of an eye, tens, hundreds of millions of people burned, flying apart into elementary particles. Those who were further away were blinded and blazed like living torches. The fire painfully devoured human flesh. People's skin peeled off, their hair turned to dust, their skulls charred. The blast wave, like an accordion, folded skyscrapers, burying alive many, until recently such living and carefree individuals in red-hot concrete graves.
  A team of blond, half-naked Texas schoolchildren were kicking a ball around when a gravity wave passed over them, leaving only ashen silhouettes on the charred grass. Poor boys, what were they thinking at the last moment, maybe they were calling for their mother, or one of the heroes of movies, countless computer games.
  The girl returning from the store with a basket went to the other world smiling, not even having time to scream. The child simply flew apart into photons, and only the ribbon of the bow, miraculously surviving, was swirling in the atmospheric vortex. People hiding in the subway, white and colored, were crushed like flies under a press. Those who were flying in an airplane at that time were thrown beyond the stratosphere by tornadoes of Gehenna, and this is an even worse and slower death. When in a freezing vacuum devouring the remains of air like a predatory piranha, people beat their heads against duralumin walls, and their eyes fall out of their sockets ... Tongues drooling bloody saliva fall out, and knocked-out teeth spill out like peas.
  Death made the poor man and the billionaire, the senator and the prisoner, the movie star and the garbage man equal. It seemed that millions of souls were howling away into the sky, the world turned upside down, and perhaps for the first time people felt how thin the thread of life is , and how much they need each other. A mother and child suffocated under the rubble, clinging to each other so tightly that not all the forces of hell could tear them apart.
  Even the semi-mechanical monster Darth Vader, who was imbued to the brim with the dark side of the force, felt the pain and suffering of billions of dying earthlings.
  And in desperation he called to himself every fiber and mass of the phenomenal manifestation of the dark side of the force.
  Lyra Felimara supported him in this matter and extended a strong hand to the black lord. They merged mentally. Their bioplasmic fields instantly mixed, the feminine and masculine principles united together, forming a union of theoplasmic forces.
  And after that, a colossal hypergraviomagical collapse occurred, carrying out amazing, literally super-fantastic transformations.
  The surviving starships of the space empire and Ftelzanat began to gather into one whole, like balls of mercury. They quickly merged, pressed into the princeps-plasma plasticine, creating a single and monolithic whole between themselves.
  Particles swirled throughout space, converging like sawdust in an induction coil. And then, in place of the flagship starship of the Sith Empire, a burst of machine gun fire followed, like a photo-blizzard of flashes, and then a huge man appeared.
  His figure was strange. His torso and legs were like Lyra Felimara's - bare, muscular and seductive, but his head, shoulders and arms were covered in the black battle suit of Darth Vader.
  The result was a terrifying hybrid: a lord of the dark forces with a warrior from the troops of Ftelzanat Felimara. Moreover, the size of the brute in diameter is the same as Venus. Such a monster was born, and was created by an extreme manifestation of hypergravity magic.
  In Darth Lyra's hands, two lightsabers flared up: red and purple. Both weapons glowed and sparkled very brightly and intensely. Half- girl-vixen , half-cybernetic organism, moved towards Fardogan.
  The vacuum roared deafeningly under the graceful, bare, girlish feet. It seemed that this monster was simply marching through a minefield, where the explosives were invisible, but all the more destructive because of that.
  The Furetsky dictator, also swollen to the diameter of Venus, was walking towards his vis-à-vis. They were getting closer, and under the bare, girlish feet of one , and under the high boots of the other , there was a rumble like a million thunderbolts... emptiness!
  Darth Vader and Lyra in one bottle saluted Fardogan with a sword.
  The Ottoman dictator merely barked in response :
  - No mercy for the enemy!
  Darth Vader responded with a nasal croak:
  - Repetition, mother of boaring!
  And their swords, with the wild roar of a billion volcanoes erupting on Krakatoa, crossed. And the vacuum shook. Quarks danced in the vortices of ether.
  Fardogan, feeling that his flesh, woven from numerous hordes of evil and good spirits, shuddered from the blow, roared:
  - U Shaitan! You are strong!
  Darth Vader, continuing the attack, roared :
  - And I have never been weak!
  A hybrid of a black lord and a vixen warrior , attacked Fardogan. And although his opponent was not inferior in strength and speed, but in the art of fencing, of course, the Furetian president could not compare with the warrior who was trained by the best warriors and swordsmen in the galaxy - the Jedi.
  Now Lyra's voice was heard. This hellish girl had also been trained quite well. Since there were no men in their empire, the girls were carried in cybernetic wombs. They were taught to kill and fight, even when the embryo was being formed in a nutrient medium with the help of computer programs.
  - What, son of a Furetsky subject, don"t you like this reception?
  And the plasma sword princeps slashed across Ferdogan's well-fed mug . The Ottoman dictator's cut off moustache fell down, spun in the ether vortices, began to tear apart, collapsing like a whole bunch of annihilation bombs. And blood poured out of the severed cheek. Moreover, in each droplet genies and witches with brooms splashed.
  The Furetian dictator tried to answer, but Darth Vader very deftly ducked under the curved yataghan sword and slashed at his opponent's side, cutting through a whole layer of his opponent's muscles. Fardogan roared even louder and attacked again.
  Darth Vader parried the swing, and Lyra's bare foot struck his opponent right in the groin.
  Fardogan wheezed painfully, and with a wild groan in which one could feel squeaky notes, he croaked:
  - Now you're finished, little man!
  Darth Vader quickened his attack and chanted as he attacked:
  - But still, the end is not the end! The end is only the beginning!
  And here he is, performing his signature move, with which Count Duko was defeated. The severed hand, together with the sword, hangs in a vacuum surge. And then it also begins to tear. As if in one place, reusable, jet, launchers were hammered , emitting supernovas.
  Fardogan, his eyes wide with unbearable pain, stepped back and crashed his head into Luna.
  The satellite of the planet Earth was deformed by the impact, it was covered with wide cracks, and an active eruption of magma began. The moon began to resemble a badly beaten face. Lyra kicked Fardogan again under the knee, and Vader's sword, on the defenseless side, caught the shoulder, cutting off a thick piece of meat and muscle.
  The Ottoman dictator was clearly floating, his one remaining sword flying in a wide arc, but the tip of the black lord's red sword pierced his opponent's wrist. Then a sharp turn, and another severed hand of Fardogan fell down to begin to explode into annihilating and magical firecrackers.
  The Ottoman dictator is disarmed, and his last desperate attempt, like a dragon, is to burst into flames.
  It was as if a trillion flamethrowers had fired at once. And the plasma eruption flooded almost the entire solar system. Waves of frenzied flame reached the orbit of Pluto in a couple of seconds. Darth Vader's mask and hands held up, but Lyra's bare, girlish heels were thoroughly scorched.
    The girl-general screamed in pain - the fire cruelly scorched the sole, even large blisters suddenly swelled on the burnt and blackened female feet and shins. It reached the knees.
  But Darth Vader, with a professional move, jumping and turning his body and converging swords, cut off the large, horned head of the Ottoman President Ferdogan.
  The enormous head of the great warrior and ruler, no less in size than the Moon, rolled back, and thick blue lips whispered:
  - That's it, finish!
  Then there was an explosion, so deafening, destructive and huge that everything that had happened before was a pitiful match flame against the background of a hydrogen bomb tested in space. Streams of annihilation hyperplasma flooded the space from the Sun to Alpha Centaur and Sirius.
  This is the extraordinary and simply magical dream that Darth Vader had. And it is not just a dummy. The black lord in the body of the pioneer boy was imbued with additional dark power, and his power became incredibly great.
  Dart-Vaska jumped up and snapped his fingers. The roof of the house he was sleeping in flew up. And even hovered above the ground.
  And the Sith boy himself flew into the air, waving his bare, childish legs. He rose higher, surveying his young army.
  There were a little over a thousand children. And they came out of their houses to do exercises. The boys wore shorts, and those who had longer pants had them cut short . The girls also shortened their dresses. And, of course, the army was barefoot, which even children like in the summer.
  But there is real power ahead: two dozen tanks, fifty armored personnel carriers, a whole infantry regiment, and another three dozen helicopters circling.
  Only the protective field did not let this armada break through. They fired bullets and shells, and those, hitting the field, trivially bounced off. This is how the combat showdown went.
  Seryozhka flew up next to Dart-Vaskov. The vampire boy asked his master with a smile:
  - Shall we hit the enemy, my lord?
  Leonida, who had taken off from the other side, cooed:
  - Well, maybe we'll hit it !
  Darth-Vaska giggled and roared:
  - Now you too will show your strength. You, of course, cannot strike with lightning. But try the whistle of vampires. It will cause terrible terror in the troops opposing us. And they will flee.
  Leonida took and stuck her fingers in her mouth and whistled. Her cheeks took and puffed out. The girl, as she whistled...
  Then Seryozhka put his fingers in his mouth. And a deafening and deadly whistle was also heard.
  Both the boy and the girl began to produce the shrill sounds of young vampires. They whistled with a volume that was unexpected even for themselves.
  At first, their whistle had virtually no effect on the entire regiment with helicopters that blocked the path of the children's army. Only a few dozen crows, frightened, fell into a deep faint or had a heart attack.
  Vaska-Dart, with the smile of a carnivorous boy, gurgled:
  - Not bad! For starters, of course, since you are novice vampires.
  Seryozhka sang with passion:
  And I want, I want, I want again,
  Run on the roofs, chase pigeons...
  Tease Natasha, pull her braid,
  Ride a scooter around the yard!
  Leonida suggested:
  - What if you try to whistle using your bare toes?
  The vampire boy said in surprise:
  - Are you serious?
  The vampire girl laughed and replied:
  - It couldn't be more serious! We'll actually go and close all the chakras, of which we have seven!
  Seryozhka noted with a smile:
  - Isn't it disgusting to put your bare feet in your mouth? You couldn't think of anything smarter ?
  Vaska-Dart grinned and noted:
  - You can try this too, kids! I think you can do it!
  The boy and girl spun in the air and stuck their bare toes in their mouths and whistled. It may not have been very loud, but it had a very terrible undertone of hell. And after hesitating for a couple of seconds, the entire motorized regiment with helicopters took to their heels.
  Vaska-Dart laughed with such a wild laughter that only the madmen have, and he hit the helicopters with lightning bolts of power from his palms. And a good half of the machines were covered in a fiery web. Then they started smoking like volcanoes, and suddenly they took off.
  The "meat grinders" shattered into small pieces, along with the torn meat.
  Vaska-Dart laughed even louder. And sent other waves from his toes.
  This time the freezing effect worked, and the helicopters turned into icicles, or rather, blocks of ice covered with tendrils. Such a hellish, freezing effect. The Sith boy laughed, and the vampire children picked up this hellish laughter. And so, covered in ice, the block-helicopters crashed down.
  The monster children roared in delight, exclaiming:
  - It will be like in the movies, and a big movie at that!
  And the bare heels of the young warriors struck the air, causing a serious tsunami wave. Which passed through the enemy troops. And their run accelerated.
  Wow... For two boys and a girl to be so deadly.
  Seryozhka noted with a sweet smile:
  - That's how it happens! Just recently we were almost ordinary children, and now we are close to the gods!
  Leonida giggled and sang :
  in a mad empire,
  We are such monsters in our youth...
  We use such means in battle,
  Throwing lightning, barefoot!
  Here the monster children smiled, seeing the motorized regiment leaving. Darth-Vaska launched pulsars at the tanks with his bare toes. They flew in different directions, and how they hit the cars.
  A rather large group of children began to scream with delight. The boys and girls stamped their bare, tanned feet and roared:
  - Our strength is great! We will crush the fool !
  The tanks and armored personnel carriers burned and exploded, they hit with enormous and violent force. Those were explosions.
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  - Comrade Gorbachev, Comrade Gorbachev,
  A new leader has arrived...
  Now you're like a pod, now you're like a pod,
  Believe me, we will crush you, comrade Gorbachev!
  The children were very happy. And their roar filled the surrounding area.
  The motorized regiment scattered, some helicopters were burned, others were frozen and crashed. And now the path is clear for the children's army.
  The pioneers, wearing red ties and shorts, and the girls in short skirts, march and stamp their feet in bare feet.
  Their bare, round heels become increasingly dusty as they walk along the asphalt road.
  Burning tanks are visible all around. Children show them teasing signs with their hands.
  They are cheerful and feel like winners. Although, in fact, only three vampire boys fought. And of them, only Vaska-Dart was truly active.
  But such an incredible and indomitable dark force has awakened in him, it is simply impossible to stop or curb. And this Sith boy is trivially something like the Olympian God of Thunder Zeus.
  And three more helicopters appeared in the sky. The Sith boy moved his index finger.
  And then these helicopters spun around , and all together they collided. There was a huge explosion. And three meat grinders, including two large MI-24s, crashed, throwing out streams of steel and metal.
  Leonida took it and chirped:
  - That night, a pack of enemies decided to cross the border at the river!
  And the vampire girl , as if whistling. And another Soviet helicopter that had taken off lost control and with all its might, as if it had crashed into the neighboring grove.
  The barefoot children's regiment roared:
  - Well done Leo, how you hit them ! You're just super!
  After which, the young warriors quickened their pace.
  And Seryozhka the vampire with a red tie sang with delight:
  I chose the path of a tough pirate,
  I wanted to find my destiny in the seas...
  Although they say that the pirate will face retribution;
  They'll hang you - and the worm will only leave a mark on the corpse!
    
  But it was disgusting to bow to the master,
  And as a boy I ran away from the estate...
  Even though it was cold on the road barefoot,
  After all, they didn"t let the boy in!
    
  I reached the port in rags,
  Climbed onto the ship at midnight...
  They caught the guy and started to beat him up -
  Wow, I thought my soul was going to hell with Satan!
    
  But after the spanking they gave me a sailor's cap -
  They said you'll be a cabin boy for now!
  And even the cook poured, imagine, a bottle,
  Let the mash be bitter, there is no cognac!
    
  Of course, seafaring is a difficult business,
  Now the torment of thirst, now a dangerous storm,
  But strength of spirit can be acquired,
  And if you have a head , then away with the axe!
    
  The corsairs caught us like a kitten,
  There was boarding and blood flowed in three streams!
  But I don't have the character of a child -
  No wonder the boatswain beat me while teaching!
    
  Everyone got a board, but I distinguished myself,
  And the pirate captain said this:
  - This cabin boy fought bravely,
  He bravely showed the spirit of a corsair!
    
  I was accepted into the naval brotherhood - that's luck,
  The dream came true almost from birth!
  Now you can give anyone a hard time,
  And the merchant is rushing , catch him and destroy him!
    
  There was money - a generous booty,
  They let down a lot, also without any fuss...
  If you were lucky, you know, cash,
  But gold flutters like a sparrow...
    
  The end was not a happy one;
  The stern executioner brought the scaffold.
  The luxury of renewal has gone somewhere,
  My stomach sank from hunger in the dungeon!
    
  The crowd of pirates cursed loudly,
  Cores, bones, and shoes are flying!
  We are servants of hell, the rabble of course knows,
  It's not convenient for us to be at sea!
    
  The noose, alas , a shameful end,
    Is it really the end of my life?
  In chains, sadness and melancholy visited,
  The fugitive relatives have long forgotten!
    
  But I didn't want to hang from a noose,
  He took him and kicked him in the solar plexus, and the executioner fell!
  After all, Russians have always known how to fight,
  If you are a corsair, then fight, and don"t cry!
    
  The last fight is, of course, the most difficult,
  In his hands is the axe that the executioner carried!
  When you are angry, the pressure is not small,
  And fear, as if he was mowing nettles!
    
  Other guys rushed into the fight,
  Where did the weaklings get their energy from?
  Probably from the father of Russia, the soldier,
    Whom the authorities decided to betray!
    
  And the mob suddenly changed its mind,
  Now the corsairs are great guys -
  The whole square was already seething with riot,
  Fighters have gone on the attack from the street!
    
  Something happened that rarely, but it happens;
  We're off the hook and back on top!
  And what about the rich man, he torments the poor -
  Not knowing that there will be a war for this!
    
  The ship is recaptured, and Black Roger again,
  We are together again, the sea behind us!
  Yes, I am a killer, but a very kind one,
  And for me the poor man is like a brother!
    
  So let's sing while the noose is free,
  Share with the poor and live happily!
  The corsair wants to become noble in soul,
  It's not to your liking when you're a game in a cage!
  The children sang in a friendly choir, and it looked extremely cool and aggressive.
  Here they entered another village. Adults shied away from them, but children rejoiced and greeted them, waving flags and clapping their hands. It really looked extremely cool and funny.
  Some of the children joined the barefoot army of boys and girls in shorts.
  And as a sign of solidarity, the young warriors tied red ties on themselves. Which looked extremely cool and delightful.
  This is the fashion for Darth Vader's pioneers. And it must be said, it is magnificent. You definitely won't pass by here. This was truly an outstanding class.
  The children joined the squad, which continued to grow. Seryozhka flew up to the children and cooed:
  - I am the strongest warrior, I am not afraid of Vasily the cat!
  After which, he laughs so cheerfully and cheerfully. This is a children's army, and the guys are constantly laughing and grinning.
  Darth Vader, looking at their cheerful, pleasant, rosy faces, thought that it was good to be a child after all. Children are almost always in a heightened and contented mood, unlike adults. And this is their calling card.
  Seryozhka, this vampire boy, flew up to his boss from the right hand and noted:
  - You see, my lord, that we have won the battle for children's hearts. The kids simply adore you. But the adults are not yet thrilled with our army!
  Darth-Vaska confidently stated:
  - If you don't know how, we'll teach you; if you don't want to, we'll make you! And they'll still fall on their knees before us.
  Leonida flew up from the other side and cooed:
  - No need for gold or money,
  But it is necessary that in front of me...
  People were on their knees,
  People were on their knees,
  All over the surface of the earth!
  Seryozhka giggled and roared:
  - Yes, yes, yes! You are our God forever!
  Darth Vaska laughed and replied:
  Passion is raging in my soul,
  We need true power over the world!
  Only power! Big power!
  Darth-Vaska giggled and hit again , this time at a jet fighter. Which was trying to launch missiles at a crowd of children. And the pulsar strike was devastating. Literally everything was smashed with lethal force .
  Both the plane itself and even the guidance satellite were knocked down and shorted out. Serious interference passed through it.
  Leonida noted, baring her pearly teeth:
  - Wow! Just great! Really super!
  Seryozhka purred, and a small, multi-colored bubble flew out of his bare, childish sole:
  - We too, the time will come, we will learn this! And everything will be super and hyper!
  Vaska-Dart noted with a satisfied look:
  - We are getting closer and closer to the nuclear power plant. And our abilities in super-magic power are growing and blossoming. I have never wielded the force so subtly and so skillfully. And not a single Sith before me in the entire history of the universe!
  Leonida giggled. A bubble of energy flew out from her bare feet and the vampire girl, shimmering and spinning. The beauty noted enthusiastically:
  - We really can do a lot! And we will soon possess such power that not only children, but also adults will obey us with joy and enthusiasm!
  Seryozhka noted angrily:
  - Oh, these adults! There's really no way to deal with them. They think God knows what of themselves . But older doesn't mean smarter!
  Vaska-Dart nodded:
  - That's right! I remember, when I was younger than you, I did such things. Things that even the most inveterate adults couldn't do!
  Leonida exclaimed with admiration:
  - This will really be our bloody quirk! And we will become champions of the world and the galaxy!
  Four more tanks appeared ahead. These were the newest T-80s. They had gas turbine engines and tried to rush at high speed. This tank, in some ways, was the best in the world at that time. Although the US also has vehicles. But Operation Desert Storm has not yet taken place, and American equipment has not yet been promoted. True, the USSR actually lost the war in Afghanistan. But not everyone has realized this yet.
  Vaska-Dart nodded to Seryozhka and Leonida :
  - Try it, my loyal subjects!
  The vampire children snapped their fingers and each released a bubble from their bare soles. The energy clots flew toward the cars, but, clumsily controlled, they flew past. And they hit the edge of the forest. Explosions were heard, and clouds of smoke rose up, and melted stones rained down.
  Dart-Vaska noted:
  - The blood of vampires awakens power in you. You just haven't learned how to control it yet. And of course, practice is needed here.
  Seryozhka and Leonida frowned their childish foreheads. They tried to concentrate. Even their cute little faces were steamed up.
  And the three high-speed tanks, each weighing forty-six tons, continued to move.
  Child warriors marched on the asphalt. And Soviet vehicles came out on them. And stopped. Indeed, you wouldn"t shoot at the pioneers who march to the sound of drums and bugles and stamp their steps with bare, tanned, dusty feet. And even more so, crush them.
  The young warriors, seeing that the tanks were stopped, started running, their dusty heels flashing towards them.
  They came in a real avalanche. And they climbed onto these tanks. They started to knock with shovels, picks, clubs, axes and other tools on the armor. Some children had wooden swords, carved with knives, and they tried very hard, knocking on the hull and turret of the tanks.
  Seryozhka giggled and noted:
  - Our children's army has shown its best side!
  Leonida nodded and noted:
  - Let the guys show that they are not fools!
  The largest boy, about fourteen years old, nicknamed Bychok ( he was taller than an ordinary adult, but still had an almost childish face!), and the commander of the detachment, yelled in his breaking voice:
  - Surrender! Or we will surround you with firewood and hay and set you on fire.
  The children-warriors liked this idea. And they rushed in different directions. The children's heels, gray from dust, flashed.
  The tanks started up. They rattled and tried to turn around and leave. But the young hooligans stuck crowbars and swords into the tracks, jamming the rollers. And the tanks couldn't really move. The metal cracked from the tension.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - That's how we got them hooked!
  Leonida took it and sang with delight:
  Our mothers didn't know,
  Our fathers didn"t know...
  That the children growing up in their family are not simple...
  That robes and pajamas are not suitable for the guys,
  Captains' caps would suit them very well!
  The children sang with enthusiasm:
  Captains, captains,
  We take the enemy captive, jokingly, with a smile,
  Captain, captains,
  To avoid problems!
  Here the young warriors surrounded the tanks with straw, grass, branches and hastily cut firewood.
  After which, the larger boys lit torches and brought the fire to the straw.
  The child warriors roared. The drums beat out of tune, the pioneer horns blared. It looked both wild and funny.
  Here the branches and straw caught fire. The fires began to be trampled over the T-80 tanks. Smoke erupted and tickled the nostrils. And it looked funny. And really the joy of the savages.
  Many of the boys took off their T-shirts and shirts and danced with their torsos bare. Most of them were quite muscular and handsome.
  This is truly a dance until you drop.
  And inside the tanks it became hotter and hotter.
  Seryozhka nodded to his master:
  - My Lord. You see how our young army is coping!
  Darth-Vaska nodded:
  - Yes, that's great ! You learn quickly! I can't do everything alone. I need to learn to kill enemies!
  Leonida giggled and chirped:
  Don't spare adults,
  Kill those bastards ...
  Like crushing bedbugs -
  Beat them like cockroaches!
  The fire around the burning tanks was growing stronger. The protective paint on the T-80 was already burning, and the optical devices were bursting. Everything was literally catching fire.
  And then the hatches opened, and the sooty faces of the tankers began to stick out from there.
  They howled something unintelligible.
  And the monster children began throwing stones at them.
  Seryozhka noted with a smile:
  - Sir, they seem to be surrendering! Maybe we should just tie up the prisoners?
  Vaska-Dart grinned and asked:
  - Why do we need prisoners?
  The vampire boy answered confidently:
  - In battle there should be not only killed, but also prisoners. This is an axiom. So that the enemy does not fight to the end, but surrenders!
  Leonida nodded in agreement:
  - Sounds logical!
  Vaska-Dart laughed and answered:
  - Well, fine, let there be prisoners too. Someone needs to be tortured. We can't kill them all!
  Seryozhka yelled:
  - Cease fire! Tie up the grown creatures!
  The tall boy, Bychok, growled:
  - And who are you?
  The vampire boy responded by hitting his opponent with a small bubble of bloodsucker energy.
  And this time he hit the target. The tall, young bandit fell.
  The earring roared:
  - I am the lord's right hand! Have you heard the order - tie up the adults! And we will always have time to roast them alive!
  The children howled in delight. And rushed at the surrendered crew. Of course, the tank crews could have opened fire on the underage gang with machine guns. But which of the Soviet soldiers would have raised his hand to shoot at barefoot children in red ties? You have to look hard to find such monsters!
  Although the adults, the young tankers did not resist, the young hooligans pinched them, stabbed them and even punched them in the face, causing small but numerous bruises. It was a real disgrace.
  One of the boys shoved his bare, dusty foot into the face of the now quite elderly major and yelled:
  -Kiss me, or I'll cut off your ears!
  Seryozhka shouted:
  - Calm down, guys! They are our compatriots after all. Don't cross the line of decency!
  The tank crews, nine people in all, were tied up tightly and loaded onto one of the captured trucks. They were also gagged so they wouldn't scream or trick one of the children.
  After that, they started to dismantle the branches and take the crowbars out of the rollers. Apparently, they wanted to ride on the captured cars.
  Leonida noted:
  - You see, sir, the first battle of the pioneer army turned out to be very successful. This is a good sign!
  Vaska-Dart nodded:
  - Yes, we've shown what we're capable of! And now, march.
  And at the command of the black lord, the pioneer horns sounded. And it was clearly a signal to attack and move forward.
  However, the boys managed to start tanks too. It is obvious that there is a born warrior in every boy. And this is extremely cool .
  The tanks rushed too fast, and the children barely had time to jump away in different directions. However, one girl, Maria, had her bare foot crushed by a caterpillar.
  She cried from pain and annoyance at her awkwardness. Seryozhka flew up to her. The vampire boy looked at the girl's crushed limb. And took her in his arms. Maria screamed and lost consciousness. And Seryozhka began to sing:
  The supporting structure of love,
  The fire of unchildlike passion rages furiously...
  We soar above the world like cranes,
  Both heaven and earth are in heavenly power!
  
  It was not with a weak spirit that I chose love -
  Bogatyrs, the strongest people in the world...
  Then the blood will flow violently,
  The verse of the sniffly Shakespeare was born!
  And the crushed foot of the beautiful girl was restored right before our eyes. And again it became smooth, graceful, tanned. Maria opened her eyes and chirped:
  - Oh, what a nightmare I had!
  Seryozhka answered with a smile:
  - No! It's not a nightmare! That really happened, and now you've recovered!
  Maria smiled and sang:
  My dear boy,
  At this hour you and I...
  And in such an unprecedented country,
  Let us remember me sweetly!
  The young vampire suggested:
  - Let's fly!
  And he took the girl by the hand. He pushed off with his bare feet. The girl took off after him. And they soared above the asphalt and the sparse forest.
  And they rushed off together. Moreover, Seryozhka did not feel the weight of this magnificent girl"s body.
  Mary was very beautiful, and her hair, curly and sparkling like gold leaf, fluttered in the wind.
  Seryozhka even sang:
  You are smart and beautiful, like a fairy,
  Well, as for me, I love more and more!
  Maria laughed and replied:
  - Yes, my knight! You are a worthy friend!
  They caught up with Vaska-Dart and Leonida. The vampire girl noted:
  - Your new friend? She is very beautiful!
  Maria noted:
  - All the girls are beautiful!
  Leonida objected:
  - No, not all! You have golden hair, and I'm a redhead!
  Seryozhka noticed:
  - And you, Leo, have beautiful hair! It's copper-red in the wind, like the banner with which they storm the Winter Palace. Isn't that great !
  The vampire girl laughed and replied:
  - Yes, that's really very cool! I'm full of admiration! But in general, boys should be beaten on their bare heels with sticks more often!
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - And girls too! I remember in one kingdom, all children without exception were beaten with sticks on their bare heels, so that their feet would be hard and strong, and their character iron!
  Seryozhka smiled and answered:
  - I would like to check what a boy feels when he is beaten with sticks on his bare heels!
  Maria laughed and remarked:
  - I would gladly try it myself, just to be with you, my boy!
  Leonida noted:
  - My boy... Men don't like being called boys!
  Isn't that so?
  Darth Vader replied:
  - I'm not embarrassed by the childish appearance. On the contrary, it's funny to be an all-powerful child. Moreover, magochlorians are not the main thing for perceiving and using power. And I see that Seryozhka is making progress. And he is capable of not only destroying, but also healing!
  The vampire boy nodded and sang:
  He will heal everyone, he will cure everyone,
  Glorious Doctor Aibolit!
  Maria smiled. The girl shook her bare toes, and a couple of sparks flew from her nails. Seryozhka carefully let her go. And Maria did not fall, but flew along with them.
  Darth-Vaska said with a smile:
  - It turns out that now the golden-haired beauty is a vampire too!
  Leonida also smiled and answered:
  - It's good to have a girlfriend!
  Seryozhka sang:
  Everyone wants to love,
  Both a soldier and a sailor...
  Everyone wants to have,
  Both the bride and the friend!
  Maria burst out laughing and chirped:
  Love is what
  What happens in adult cinema...
  And in life it happens, they say,
  But this, but this, of course, is a secret for the guys!
  Again, helicopters appeared ahead. They buzzed like mosquitoes. And their propeller blades spun.
  Vaska-Dart winked at the golden-haired girl:
  - Maybe you should try to knock them down, Maria?
  The young warrior nodded and asked with a smile:
  - How to do this?
  The Sith boy replied:
  - Intuitively! You're floating in the air, and you don't ask how. It happens to you by itself!
  Leonida took it and chirped:
  of fairytale surprises ,
  She is magical and extraordinary...
  And it seems that the quasars are just a stone's throw away,
  But be yourself, my boy!
  Be yourself, be yourself!
  Maria took and extended her hands. The girl imagined that lightning was flying out of her fingers. And that they were literally enveloping the helicopters. The golden-haired beauty even frowned. But she wasn't particularly successful.
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - Don't try to do it with your mind, and don't frown. Remember, the mind doesn't enter the body. Some deeper foundations are needed here. Just like how you became a vampire not because you wanted to become one, but the programming situation worked!
  Leonida took and shook her bare foot. A bubble flew by, and, accelerating sharply, hit the helicopter. It swayed and began to lose altitude. Its blades froze.
  Maria giggled, and lightning suddenly flew out from her heel. It hit the MIG-24 in the spinning propeller. And the machine, losing speed, began to fall down like a meteor.
  Seryozhka also struck with lightning, this time with his fist. He shot down the third Soviet helicopter and sang:
  The troops are ready, madam,
  We will destroy everyone!
  Darth-Vaska snapped his fingers. And the four surviving helicopters, as if they had fallen into a funnel, began to rapidly approach and collided with great force. A powerful explosion followed, as if a small supernova had exploded. After which , the wreckage of burning machines fell down.
  The Sith boy nodded:
  - That's it! These helicopters are really suicidal. They are the easiest to shoot down! I think you'll agree with that.
  Maria chirped with a smile:
  - You are a real knight!
  Three tanks captured by monster children rushed forward. Yes, these are active armor vehicles. And they have long barrels. Try to get close to those.
  Vaska-Dart commanded:
  - Come on guys, let's speed up!
  And he waved his bare foot. And after that, the whole four: two boys and two girls . they picked up the pace.
  Yes, it looked very cool . Acceleration was at unimaginable speeds.
  Two stormtroopers were racing ahead. They, of course, did not quite understand where to fire.
  Vaska-Dart commanded:
  - Push them together!
  Seryozhka, Leonida and Maria took and slapped each other with their palms.
  And the powerful, jet-propelled Soviet machines collided with a roar. After which, a blazing, fiery ball appeared again. And they literally went wild.
  Vaska-Dart sang ironically:
  The sea is worried once,
  The sea is worried twice,
  The sea is rough three...
  Sea figure freeze!
  Maria nodded and chirped:
  - And die, bald devil!
  . CHAPTER # 9.
  Seryozhka corrected:
  - What does the Leshy have to do with it? The Leshy is a completely normal fairy-tale character! Better to say - and the bald Fuhrer may he die!
  Leonida giggled and asked:
  
  - And what , was the Fuhrer bald? He had a small moustache. And in general, we also behave badly, we kill soldiers of our own country.
  Vaska-Dart consoled:
  - When we reach the USA, we will kill Americans, but for now our goal is to take power over the USSR.
  And the Sith boy grinned and pointed his finger forward:
  - Here it is, the nuclear power plant, we finally got there.
  Indeed, ahead on the horizon one could already discern the mighty hulls of a powerful agglomerate. The nuclear reactor heated water, and it turned turbines that generated electricity.
  The four continued to fly, and the children's fighting quartet was approaching the target.
  Here helicopters rose to meet them. There were about thirty of them. They buzzed like wasps. And the propellers roared loudly.
  The monster children in the air smiled. Maria squeaked:
  - It's not good to kill soldiers! They are our people!
  Seryozhka shrugged his shoulders and noted:
  - I know myself that it is not good. But what do you propose to do?
  The girl with golden hair suggested:
  - Well, maybe hypnosis ... If you can extract lightning and freeze, then why not use suggestion?
  Vaska-Dart nodded with a smile:
  - What, that's possible! For the Jedi, suggestion comes first!
  And the Sith boy made a gesture with his right hand and commanded:
  - I am your supreme commander. Receive the guests with honor, and surround them with a ring.
  The helicopters began to hum loudly again. And now they really did line up in a crescent shape, and then began to circle around the four.
  Vaska-Dart roared:
  - Warriors, follow me!
  Maria asked with a smile:
  - Can you hypnotize the entire planet Earth like this?
  The Sith boy shook his head:
  - If only it were that simple! In fact...
  And Vaska-Dart took his fist and turned the thumb of his right hand down. And the helicopters began to slowly descend onto the clearing in the sparse forest that was around them.
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  If the fortress is on the way,
  The enemy has built...
  We need to go around from behind,
  Take her without firing a shot!
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - Now they'll fall asleep. The problem is that it's dangerous to keep someone in a state of hypnosis against their will for a long time. And it's hard to deal with large masses. If it were that simple, there wouldn't be a war at all, everything would be decided by a verbal order!
  The helicopters landed. The Sith boy shook a bead of sweat from his nose and noted:
  - And the hypnotist himself is tense with hypnosis. It's easier and more practical to hit with lightning bolts of force!
  Seryozhka nodded:
  - Well, Stalin, somehow they obeyed even without hypnosis. Although, who was he? Just a moustached morel!
  Maria noted with a chuckle:
  - And Gorbachev, and he's short, and bald, and has a spot on his forehead! And nevertheless, they obey him.
  Leonida muttered:
  - They obey Gorbachev, and the country is in chaos. And Yeltsin is just a cheap windbag . We need a new leader of the USSR. And he will be.
  Vaska-Dart roared:
  We must, we must, we must believe in miracles,
  Instead of I will, or I won"t...
  I will, I will, I will, I will!
  Their combat quartet flew up to the nuclear power plant. The guards, although numerous and armed with machine guns, fell into a deep sleep. Well, the USSR didn't know how to make combat robots yet.
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - There is still not enough energy. The process is too primitive. No, to immediately get electricity from the nuclear fission process. Otherwise, everything happens as if in the Stone Age!
  Seryozhka nodded:
  - Yes, sir! These are, indeed, rather primitive methods of obtaining energy. But I think your genius...
  Maria added:
  - Will outweigh human sluggishness.
  Leonida added:
  - And will make everyone happy!
  Vaska-Dart nodded:
  - That's right ! My genius is capable of many things. And first of all, we should rebuild the reactor to make it more efficient. Then we will be able to add to the process of fission of uranium nuclei the fusion of hydrogen atoms, and an army of unprecedented power will arise, capable of conquering the earth!
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  The guys must conquer the world,
  But with the heart, not with nuclear war...
  We must set an example for all people of brotherhood,
  May there be happiness and light over the whole Earth!
  Darth-Vaska nodded in agreement:
  - Now that really sounds logical! And the world will be conquered by us. As they say, in a loving fist!
  Maria chirped:
  The Tsar governs the Fatherland wisely,
  Issues decrees, judges servants...
  The throne does not tolerate fuss and barking,
  And it is not a method to use fear!
  Leonida added with pathos:
  Well, if a tough battle is coming,
  You must die for Rus'...
  Forget about sorrows and reproaches,
  Protect those living on Earth!
  At that moment, three tanks drove into the gates. They had been captured earlier by children. And the pioneers were driving the machines. The rest of the barefoot army lagged behind a bit.
  But it quickly caught up with the army.
  Darth-Vaska noted with a stern look:
  - We have a lot of work ahead of us. Come on, sound the rally, our great children's army must prove itself!
  The vampire boy Seryozhka whistled shrilly. After that, the noise around the entire perimeter increased.
  The child warriors began to move their bare feet more energetically.
  To make the run go faster, the young Leninists, or rather the soldiers of the black lord, began to sing:
  Even magic needs a sharp sword with an arrow,
  Shed more blood to spite fate!
  Hold on to science, and then the world will be yours,
  And the entire race on Earth will fall to its knees!
    
  Sorcerers brew potions and clean cauldrons,
  Sorcerers prepare pulsar charges...
  But we are Russians, you know, the sons of Svarog,
  Our girls will try on trophy outfits!
    
  The enemy will not help you , this urge,
  You won't be able to keep our power in check...
  Our Russian people are a monolithic unit,
  We will be able to give battle to the entire shaggy horde!
    
  Genghis Khan raised his sword against the Fatherland,
  He tried to move his regiments towards Kyiv.
  But they managed to cut it with the Klandens,
  All the noble spoils were returned to the coffins!
    
  Khan Batu, he wanted to take Moscow without a fight,
  But the blow of the Russian saber brought down the furious ardor...
  That's what I still don't understand, bro .
  How often our rear is treacherous!
    
  The King of Poland has launched a treacherous campaign,
  The boyars quickly opened the gates for him!
  But they didn"t know that Pozharsky would come soon,
  He will drive them for miles and miles!
    
  No, the cool Bonaparte is not under that star,
  You are born a great emperor!
  Although I had the chance to govern Moscow,
  But your pride quickly disappeared!
    
  The Fuhrer with a bald head wanted to make Russian slaves,
  But they destroyed his kitten!
  After all, this Adolf did not know our red eagles,
  We tied up a sick child!
    
  And now the sky of space awaits us in paradise,
  Taking walks on Mars!
  Those who are against the Fatherland will face horror, Sodom,
  We'll smear his mug with shoe polish!
  The children sang and ran at the same time, flashing their heels, which, although dusty, retained their youthful grace. Here they are running, and the boys and girls can breathe easily.
  Seryozhka noted philosophically:
  - Youth can be poor, but unlike old age, it is not poor in pleasures!
  Maria agreed with this:
  - It is easier for boys with empty bellies to run uphill than for old men with swollen bellies to crawl into the grave!
  Leonida added with a sweet smile:
  - Youth is not always fun, but old age is never a joy!
  Vaska-Dart confirmed:
  - The young laugh from stupidity, the old weep from wisdom!
  The monster children looked back. A regiment of young warriors was running to the nuclear power plant. And there was still time for wit.
  And Seryozhka noted:
  - A young puppy whines with pleasure as he gnaws a bone, an old lion groans because his bones are being chewed by rheumatism!
  Maria nodded with a smile:
  -There is nothing worse than old age, except falling into childhood!
  Leonida added with a smile:
  - It"s easy to become younger in spirit, but it"s much more practical to become younger in body!
  Vaska-Dart also gave out:
  - Barefoot childhood is a wonderful time, unlike old age in bast shoes!
  Seryozhka noted:
  - An old horse won't spoil the furrow, but an aged ruler can really ruin the lives of his subjects!
  Maria also added, stamping her bare, small, graceful foot:
  - The old ruler is rotten, the young one is raw, and the mature one will send you to the slaughter!
  Leonida giggled and replied:
  - It doesn't matter if you're young or old, but if you're a stump, you'll be shaven off and left to rot!
  Vaska-Dart nodded and added:
  - It's easy to get younger - divorce your wife and you'll immediately reach the age of your fiancé; it's even easier to get smarter - squander your fortune and you'll realize that you were a complete idiot!
  Seryozhka giggled and noted:
  - What's the advantage of being a boy? No headaches, where can I hide from my mother-in-law, no pain in my legs from gout, no pain in my gums from my dentures, only one thing is bad, it all ends too quickly!
  Maria noted with a slight grin:
  - Childhood is like spring, and maturity is like summer, only for some reason the sun warms better in youth!
  Leonida took it with a sweet smile and noted, baring her teeth:
  - In childhood, you only lack height, but in adulthood you have a complete deficit, from money to health!
  Vaska-Dart also sincerely stated:
  - Being a child is wonderful if you are healthy and rich, and even without the latter, but being an old man is always terrible, since you cannot exchange health for wealth!
  Seryozhka noted with a sweet smile:
  - It's not always the one who plays the pig who gets a nickel, but whoever indulges the pig will definitely go to the barbecue!
  Maria also said:
  - Anyone who behaves like a pig should be hit in the snout, otherwise you will disappear for more than a copper penny!
  Leonida added wittily:
  - Two plus two is four, and a nickel plus a nickel is not a ten-kopeck coin, but a mountain of manure!
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - You will get not nickels for a penny, but nickels each, if you behave like a pig and are not smart like a fox!
  Seryozhka added with fervor:
  - To send those who are pigs to barbecue, you need to have the tenacity of a wolf and the intelligence of a fox!
  Maria said with feeling:
  -If the ruler is a pig, then the subjects will not have a fat life!
  Leonida also did not miss the opportunity to show off her wit:
  - It's too much to let dictators squeal until they squeal like pigs!
  Vaska-Dart answered with great wit and feeling:
  - The best way for a politician to get rid of the fat from voters is by acting like a pig!
  At that moment, the fastest and healthiest boys began to run into the open gates of the nuclear power plant.
  The young Sith said:
  - Well, enough of this joking! We need to work before the enemy comes up with some dangerous trick against us .
  Seryozhka noticed with a smile:
  - Any politician is, in essence, a dirty pig, even if he constantly changes into clean suits!
  Maria giggled and added:
  - A politician often changes costumes, even more often masks, but this makes him stink of deception even more!
  Leonida added:
  - The pig loves to splash in the mud, and politicians like to brainwash voters in clean suits!
  Vaska-Dart grinned, the Sith boy released lightning from his bare toes, shooting down a reconnaissance plane, and noted:
  - Even a person with the purest intentions, coming into politics, will get dirty, because it is impossible to maintain purity in a lying pigsty of continuous filth!
  Seryozhka squeaked:
  - If you get drunk on a politician's speech, you'll definitely be fried on alcohol!
  Maria wanted to say something very witty here, when suddenly the pioneers, running in ranks through the gates of the nuclear power plant, started singing in chorus.
  Their voices were clear and beautiful.
  O whirlwinds of the young heart,
  In which the flame burns the volcano!
  We can't sit at home, people,
  Where the cat Bayun ate the pie!
    
  Here the nightingale sings sadly,
  The forehead of the Almighty is darkened!
  The cherub sends a farewell nod,
  This is not reality, but a terrible, scary dream!
    
  We are the sons of the Holy Fatherland,
  They appeared to the ancestors, you know, to help!
  We will not regret, know this, life,
  Fight the abyss day and night!
    
  The enemy casts magic,
  Treachery, meanness, evil deceit!
  But we will see distant lights,
  Let's break the enemy's horn!
    
  Vampires, orcs, ghouls,
  Sharp fangs flash!
  After all, ghouls want to fight,
  Shelves are coming from the underworld!
    
  For the Archmage-commander,
  We are just pawns and stumps!
  An armada of evil freaks is coming ,
  But we can"t afford to retreat!
    
  The Fatherland is more precious than anything,
  We will stop the run of the fierce hordes!
  The monsters will get slapped in the face ,
    My treasure will blow your head off!
    
  Fatherland of Svarog is the power,
  And the life and hope of all soldiers!
  The right hand crushed the Wehrmacht,
  Mowed down the enemy's row!
    
  A torch burns in a young heart,
  The sword replaces the machine gun!
  We will soon open the door to space,
  Let's decide who is right and who is wrong!
    
  When there is peace and luck in the soul,
  The evil spirit cannot take us!
  We will give change to the hellish creatures,
  This is the Russian army, you know!
    
  We pray on our knees to Rod,
  Almighty God, you were asked!
  So that the soldiers are not wasted,
  Sons of my native Russia!
  Vaska-Dart objected and angrily stamped his foot:
  - No! The new empire will not be called Russia. It will be called Dartssia!
  Seryozhka answered passionately:
  - That's right, oh great one! You're just a super star!
  Maria chirped:
  - Dartssia! This is super!
  Leonida whispered, saying breathlessly:
  - What a hero you are - a macho! You have so much power and colossal, unimaginable strength.
  Darth-Vaska nodded and sang:
  Again, blood flows like a river here,
  Your opponent looks tough...
  But don't give in to him,
  And return the monster to the darkness!
  After that, the Sith boy began to give commands. It was already late and getting dark. More precisely, the sun had gone below the horizon. And now it would be best for the children to rest after a hard day. But while the sunset was still shining like rubies, they, on Vaska-Dart's orders, began to do something. Indeed, first of all, it was necessary to dismantle the turbine and replace it with a special generator that would convert the energy of uranium decay into light gravitons, unter-gravitons and hyper-gravitons. Then it would be possible to release an army of phantoms directly from the reactor. And the children could manage to do something before midnight.
  But Vaska-Dart will have to do the main work himself. It is clear that if you want power over the world, you have to work hard.
  Many children, walking for hours on the asphalt, rubbed their bare soles badly, and blisters appeared on them. Village boys and girls, who often went without shoes, suffered less. Some children had calloused soles, since in the village and school they often go barefoot in the warm season. And this year the spring was very early and warm.
  So many village boys and girls began to show off their bare heels back in March.
  But city children are embarrassed to go barefoot , as it is a sign of poverty. As they say in Russia - tramps! Well, it is clear that these sissies got the worst of it.
  But the soles of young children become rough very quickly, and soon it will become even more comfortable for them to walk like this, and the shoes will become hateful!
  The boys also didn't forget to tie up the sleeping guards. They were simply gagged and lassoed.
  The children were hungry, but the villagers had brought baskets of provisions with them. And the nuclear power plant had large stocks of food, including liquid chocolate, soup sets, and cheeses.
  But first work, then food.
  Darth-Vaska gave orders and circled. Army helicopters appeared in the sky again.
  Seryozhka turned on the vampire's suggestion. He made a pass with his palm. And now MI-24 went back and collided with his colleague. An explosion was heard, and the broken cars began to fall down.
  Vaska-Dart nodded:
  - You're making progress! You know, I've decided to knight you. And in general, there should be titles in our empire. I think being a count would suit you for a start?
  Seryozhka nodded in agreement:
  - Of course, your majesty.
  The Sith boy confirmed:
  - If you serve me, I will make you a duke! Now try it, Maria!
  The girl with golden hair took and slapped one of her bare feet against the other. It sparkled.
  And immediately three Soviet combat helicopters exploded for no apparent reason. Like stars from fireworks, fragments flew in different directions.
  Vaska-Dart licked his pink lips and noted:
  - Such great progress! You caused the combat kit to detonate with the force! I see you'll go far, great Maria!
  The girl laughed and replied:
  -Surprise, surprise, long live surprise!
  The Sith boy ordered:
  - And now you, Leonida!
  The red-haired vampire girl spun around. And the four helicopters spun around, and crashed into each other, and actually flattened themselves.
  Then, it started to tear again, and pieces of broken meat grinders were flying through the air.
  Dart-Vaska noted:
  - Simply wonderful! This is a magnificent example of space tension.
  Seryozhka smiled and asked:
  - Can I hit you some more, your majesty?
  The Sith boy objected:
  - No! Now it's my turn!
  And the great black lord whispered. Six helicopters at once became white-hot, and then melted, falling in drops down. And so they took and plopped down, burning the grass.
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - I accelerated the movement of atoms in metal structures, making them liquid. It's a shame about the soldiers and officers. They instantly charred!
  Maria exclaimed:
  - But this is monstrous!
  Seryozhka shuddered and noticed:
  - Yes, I somehow didn't think when I collided the helicopters. Maybe good people are dying in them!
  Vaska-Dart nodded:
  - Yes, their bodies are perishing. But don't be afraid, it happened quickly, and they didn't have time to feel the pain properly. And you must admit, in any case, their flesh would have been destroyed sooner or later. And the torment from old age diseases is much stronger than from instant death in battle!
  Leonida asked:
  - And the soul?
  The Sith boy answered confidently:
  - The soul is immortal and goes to the next world. And perhaps it is much happier there than in this one!
  The girl Maria asked timidly:
  - Are you sure, your majesty?
  Vaska-Dart nodded:
  - I know this from my own experience. And indeed, I am now much happier and more powerful than before. And with every hour my abilities grow.
  Seryozhka shrugged his shoulders and noted:
  - If the human body is mortal anyway, and the soul is immortal, then should we grieve especially? Let's call it this way - a change of habitat!
  Leonida nodded and sang:
  Your soul aspired upward,
  You will be born again with a dream...
  But if you lived like a pig,
  You'll remain a pig!
  Darth-Vaska winked at the girl and noted:
  - And you, red-haired, are very smart! Well, I'll make you a baroness. I think you deserve it.
  Leonida nodded:
  - Great!
  Maria smiled timidly and asked:
  - And who will I be?
  The Sith boy answered confidently:
  - And you will be a marquise! Such a beautiful girl and the Marquise de Goldilocks - it sounds really cool!
  Maria curtsied in response. And smiled broadly, her pearly teeth sparkling.
  Seryozhka chirped, winking at the team:
  - Now we are titled persons. And we have our own king.
  Darth-Vaska nodded:
  - I am your emperor! And that is what you can call me from now on. In this case it will be very good and excellent.
  The barefoot boy with his naked, though unusually muscular, torso in the role of the emperor looked very funny. But he really is a real comic book hero. And such a monster child has a colossal power hidden in him.
  The boy and two girls raised their hands and roared:
  - Glory to the Emperor! Great glory to Darthssia!
  Vaska-Dart nodded and confirmed, stamping his foot:
  - Yes, my great glory! - And he added, - And our greatest glory!
  The children continued to work, rebuilding the reactor. To gain more energy and inspiration, they began to sing:
  Born under a lucky star-
  Under the banner of the Fatherland - October!
  I want to be with you forever, Lord,
  May the boy's life not be lived in vain!
    
  Not everyone can be born again,
  To change a weak face ...
  But even a small Fritz boy...
    Capable of turning carnivores into game!
    
  Line, they accepted me into the pioneers,
  The boy gave a salute, bringing joy to everyone!
  Communism beckoned us to great distances,
  At least Uncle Sam has a colorful shop window!
    
  The assembly has thundered - it's time to go to the front with a rifle,
  Don't you dare show weakness, children!
  the boys into the collection point -
  The army itself has appeared in the Red Valley!
    
  The boys and girls fought fiercely,
  They gave the Germans a hard time...
  We walked barefoot through the frost quietly,
  To defeat the Fuhrer from an ambush!
    
  Our blow is like a hammer on an anvil,
  Even though my hands are cold from the frost...
  We smashed these bastards hard, the kennel,
  We are not children, but eagles at heart!
    
  Moscow withstood the lava of tanks,
  Even though sometimes there wasn"t even a gun!
  After all, you know, will is stronger than metal,
  But blood flows from a turbulent stream...
    
  Friends died - there's no count ,
  We bury the girls, the dead forest of guys...
  But we can, you know, bring the Fritzes to justice,
  The nightingale plays a ringing trill!
    
  How wonderful it is when it"s hot on the march,
  Let the fighter be small - the barefoot trudge through the snow...
  However, we are not fighting under the stick,
  We want to build a new world for everyone!
    
  So grit your teeth harder, boy,
  When you are hanging on the rack in captivity!
  No eye, if you are a falcon, or rather,
  A rifle is not a fetish at all!
    
  Friends will help you if you are not a wimp,
  When you laugh in the faces of executioners!
  Well, what is such pain - a trifle, a pin -
  There is no need for us to even go to the doctors!
    
  Fire and pincers are no joy to the boy,
  But he held out and didn"t start crying...
  The young knight did not see the path of old age,
  Metal embodied him forever!
    
  Let's not be afraid of the Fuhrer's bald head,
  We don't even have to be afraid!
  The expanses of Mars will see the red flag,
  Even though the pioneer went to his father to die!
    
  When science develops, I believe,
  Even the dead will be resurrected, believe me!
  Then the Fatherland will become like the Sun,
  And the day of glory lasts forever!
  This is how the young, barefoot team of brave and young warriors sang with enthusiasm.
  But then midnight struck. And Darth-Vaska gave the order - everyone go to sleep!
  He himself needed time to recover and become even stronger. And to go forward to the starry distances again. The Sith boy lay down in one tent with Count Seryozhka. And before that, of course, he turned on the protective force field. So that there would be reliable cover.
  After which, the black lord fell into a deep sleep.
  But what if Darth Vader and Ahsoka Tana, his partner, were during the war between Russia and Japan. That's where they would be much more needed. Of course, the girl should be barefoot!
  Darth Vader and Ahsoka Tana, armed with lightsabers, landed on Mount Vysokaya . The assault was in full swing. The Japanese had thrown almost all of their available forces into the assault. The Black Lord was in armor. Both of his hands held lightsabers. The mighty warrior performed a windmill, and a whole dozen samurai warriors fell chopped into the November mud.
  Ahsoka Tano jumped and spun, cutting down the Japanese, and whistled:
  - Keep it up!
  The padawan girl was in an aggressive and extremely combative mood.
  Darth Vader slashed again and roared:
  - For the great cosmic peace!
  Torn pieces of human bodies flew in all directions.
  Ahsoka Tano also slashed with her swords, cutting through her opponents, and then threw a tiny pea of antimatter with her bare girlish foot.
  It exploded with deafening force and tore apart an entire battalion of warriors from the Land of the Rising Sun.
  And she squeaked:
  - For cosmic intelligence!
  Darth Vader made a butterfly with his swords, cutting through the samurai, and muttered:
  - For the great achievements of the empire!
  After which . The black lord's blade hung in the air. He snapped his fingers, and immediately a hundred Japanese soldiers grabbed their throats, and began to choke in the invisible stranglehold of the dark side of the force.
  Ahsoka threw the tiny antimatter pea with her bare foot again and tore apart an entire regiment of samurai with it.
  It should be noted that one gram of antimatter has the destructive power of two atomic bombs dropped on Hiroshima. And poppy seed-sized peas hit like a vacuum bomb.
  And Ahsoka has a whole bag of them.
  Here is the girl's bare heel, as she throws another gift of destruction, and a fiery glow flares up, engulfing and burning alive many hundreds of samurai at once.
  Darth Vader snaps his fingers again, and half a thousand Japanese soldiers begin to writhe, strangled by the chokes of a wild, dark force.
  Ahsoka Tano, with her bare toes, threw out another portion of material and squeaked:
  - For the dominance of good!
  Darth Vader, once again, swung his swords in a mill, his lightsabers extending a hundred meters, cutting down the mass of Japanese attacking Mount Vysokaya , and roared:
  - For the dark side of the force!
  Ahsoka Tano once again threw a tiny pea of antimatter with her bare heel. She tore and burned an entire squad of Japanese fighters, and squealed, baring her teeth:
  - For the Greatness of our empire of harsh goodness!
  Darth Vader once again swung his swords and released fire from his mouth. Two hundred samurai burst into flames at once.
  The Black Lord roared:
  - The Jedi's faces swell,
  The empire will be born again!
  The power of light does not save,
  You will die Jedi!
  Ahsoka Tano also made a windmill with her swords, and with the bare toes of her graceful feet threw a gift of antimatter. She burned a mass of Japanese and squeaked:
  - No one can stop us, nothing can defeat us!
  And again the girl's bare heel will throw up a ball of annihilation. And so many Japanese fighters will burn. A whole regiment, at least.
  The girl chirped:
  - Japan and Russia - new passage mission!
  The Black Lord is strangling thousands of samurai with his dark power again. The bullets miss a couple of fighters covered by power. Meanwhile, they are exterminating the warriors of the Empire of the Rising Sun with swords and other devices.
  Here again Darth Vader is running a mill, cutting off so much Japanese meat at once, and roared:
  - For Emperor Palpatine!
  Ahsoka threw the gift of death with her bare toes and chirped:
  - For Luke Skywalker!
  The Black Lord replied angrily:
  - Luke is not worthy of being my son!
  Ahsoka did another mill, cut off the crowd of Japanese and replied:
  scoundrels in our own way !
  Darth Vader slashed with his swords and snapped his fingers again, breaking the necks of the Rising Sun Empire troops, and growled like a tiger:
  - I'm not just a scoundrel , I'm a great scoundrel!
  Ahsoka slashed her swords again and squeaked:
  - May the force be with us!
  And the girl's bare, round heel gave in another pea of destruction.
  The Japanese were literally falling in ranks. Their capabilities were shrinking with catastrophic speed. It was not the wisest idea to storm the Vysokaya mountain with all their might, when there were two such super fighters there. The barefoot , very beautiful and combative Ahsoka and the black lord in impenetrable armor.
  Here Darth Vader threw a pea of death with his gloved fingers, tearing apart Japanese soldiers.
  They fell from the black lord's blows, as if they had been knocked down. But then a third fighter joined them. Well, of course, Princess Leia. A charming girl in a slave bikini and with swords.
  Here she threw a pea of death with her bare toes, tearing the samurai into small, torn, bloody fragments. And she sang with a laugh:
  - And the enemy flock flew to the ground,
  Under the pressure of force and swords!
  Two lightsabers flashed in Princess Leia's hands, and they extended and cut down the Japanese fighters attacking Mount High.
  They were cut into cabbage.
  Leia bared her teeth and cooed:
  - Glory to the ideas of space communism!
  And the bare heel of the princess in a bikini , as if throwing something extremely murderous and destructive.
  A glow erupted, and the mass of samurai was suddenly burned and charred.
  Ahsoka Tano, too, slashed with her swords, making a wild and swift mill. She cut off the darkness of the Japanese. Then her bare toes of graceful feet launched another pea of destruction. They incinerated a mass of enemies.
  The padawan girl yelped :
  - To handsome boys!
  And her bare heel threw up a pea of total annihilation. And so many Japanese were destroyed at once.
  The Black Lord extended his red swords of light for three hundred meters, cutting down the Japanese. This is a very effective move. How many fighters of the Rising Sun Empire died and were cut up.
  Darth Vader roared, releasing a pulsar of colossal, destructive force from his mouth:
  - No one dares to oppose the will of the empire!
  Princess Leia, with her bare toes, launched the disk that cut down dozens of samurai, and squealed:
  - No one and never!
  Ahsoka Tano ran her swords in a mill, cutting down Japanese fighters, and with her bare, girlish heel, giving the gift of destruction, squealed:
  - Glory to tsarist Russia!
  Darth Vader snapped his fingers, broke the necks of a thousand Japanese soldiers at once with dark force energy, and roared:
  - Glory to the Empire!
  Ahsoka Tano slashed her swords again and squeaked:
  - And to us eternal glory!
  But then a third girl, a fourth warrior, appeared. In this case, the Emperor's granddaughter, Princess Rey! She is also barefoot and in a bikini. Indeed, all three girls use their legs very actively in battle, and shoes only hinder them. And if the legs are bare, then a bikini is quite appropriate. Moreover, it helps to use magical power more effectively.
  Princess Rei took the pulsar and released it with her bare toes, tearing the Japanese soldiers into tiny pieces.
  Then she twirled her swords, cutting the samurai army into torn pieces of meat. And her light wells are so long and cut any metal.
  Princess Rey roared:
  - For the empire that has no name !
  And the girl's bare heel gave the pea with hellish antimatter a lethal force.
  Ahsoka Tano squeaked, baring her face aggressively:
  - Our empire is just!
  And the bare toes of the girl, as the devil's gift of destruction will be launched.
  Princess Leia, that beautiful warrior in a bikini, went and hit the enemy, performing a windmill, and squealed:
  - For the greatness of the boundless empire!
  And the naked, round, pink heel of a beautiful girl threw a gift of deadly power, from which two regiments of the samurai army immediately went to the underworld.
  The Black Lord, snapping his fingers and strangling the Japanese, quite logically noted:
  - There is no greater valor than defeating a worthy opponent!
  And Darth Vader's swords spun and chopped off so many heads of samurai that they began to feel fear.
  Princess Rey twirled her swords, extending them to a greater distance, cutting her opponents.
  And then her bare toes of graceful feet threw something extremely deadly and destructive, five peas at once. And they emitted a tornado, really giving no chance for salvation. After which, the girl growled aggressively:
  - For achievements of the highest order!
  Princess Leia also kicked the enemy with her bare heel, a gift of complete destruction. Then the girl slashed diagonally, and at the heads with her swords, and squeaked:
  - For future strength!
  Ahsoka didn't stand on ceremony. With her bare foot she threw a larger pea . She tore apart three regiments of the Japanese army. She burned a cloud of samurai and cut them with swords. Moreover, the girl also spat out an unusually lethal pulsar from her mouth.
  And she spat a fiery gift:
  - To the royal chambers!
  Princess Rei is on the attack again, and her swords cut with terrible and lethal force. And her bare feet threw a dozen peas. Literally burned through an entire regiment of samurai troops.
  Darth Vader snapped the fingers of both hands one last time. Thousands of crows fell on the heads of the Japanese soldiers, piercing their crowns. The Black Lord noted with a satisfied look:
  - We seem to have stopped them! Glory to the space empire!
  The Japanese onslaught on Mount Vysokaya has finally dried up. Four fighters with superpowers from Star Wars have killed over a hundred thousand soldiers and officers of the Empire of the Rising Sun. Numerous chopped and burned corpses littered all approaches to Mount Vysokaya .
  Darth Vader said with satisfaction, turning off his lightsabers and hiding them in his belt:
  - We did a great job! Now Japan won't be able to immediately gather new forces for the assault.
  Ahsoka Tano logically noted:
  - The samurai still have many troops, they still have a powerful fleet!
  Princess Leia agreed:
  - Of course! The most important thing is the fleet. As long as Japan has the advantage at sea, it will fight.
  Princess Rey suggested:
  - So let's attack the enemy at sea! We have swords, and we can fly over the water.
  Darth Vader agreed:
  - That's right! We attack the enemy fleet. We must complete the mission to the end.
  Ahsoka Tano giggled and licked her lips, answering with pleasure:
  - I love sinking boats!
  The four warriors rose into the air. They turned from Mount Vysokaya and flew to the sea. Just then Togo 's squadron was approaching Port Arthur .
  A powerful fleet, twelve battleships, many cruisers and destroyers.
  The Japanese fleet was numerous and well-equipped, and at that time it was already noticeably superior to the Russian squadron in Port Arthur. True, Rozhdestvensky's armada was hurrying from the Baltic. And if this citadel had held out until its arrival, the samurai's affairs would not have been so rosy. However, even now they had problems.
  Especially when the four super cool warriors flew over the sea surface.
  Ahsoka even sang with delight:
  - Sea surf, sea surf,
  Don't leave, stay with me!
  Princess Leia, shaking her bare, girlish legs in flight, continued:
  - Sea pier! Sea pier!
  It's time to say goodbye, he shouted!
  Princess Rey readily agreed:
  - And happiness, for many years now,
  Go on a space voyage!
  Here are the first battleships ahead. Darth Vader swung his swords, the laser beams lengthened and cut through the first two ships. They split and began to sink.
  The Black Lord said with a grin:
  - We will destroy you!
  Princess Leia also took and chopped at the Japanese ships, splitting them in half.
  The girl then threw a pea of annihilation, which tore the cruiser apart, and squeaked:
  - For the victory parade!
  Ahsoka Tano also slashed at the enemy with her bare toes, destroying an armadillo, and then slashed with her lightsabers, cutting through the Japanese armadas.
  And she chirped:
  - To the highest level of aerobatics!
  And Princess Rey took it and, as she slashes the enemies. Under her blows, too, the ships are cut as if butter were cut by a knife.
  Palpatine's granddaughter took and threw a pea with her bare toes, exploding the Japanese vessels, and sang:
  - The ships are sinking to the bottom,
  With anchors, sails
  And then yours will be -
  Golden chests!
  Golden chests!
  Ahsoka Tano, cutting down the Japanese with one swing of her lightsaber, continued singing:
  - The ships lie broken,
  The chests are open!
  Emeralds and rubies are falling like rain!
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  And the girl also threw a pea of antimatter with her bare toes.
  Princess Leia also slashed with her lightsabers, cutting the ships into ragged pieces.
  And she continued singing:
  If you want to be rich,
  If you want to be happy...
  Stay with us Vader,
  You will be our king!
  You will be our king!
  And the girl's bare foot again throws the product of total annihilation, cutting through the ship.
  The Japanese try to fire at the four, but to no avail. Their shells miss the black lord and the three supergirls.
  Darth Vader snapped his fingers, and several destroyers of the land of the rising sun curled into a ram's horn and began to sink.
  Darth Vader roared:
  - A Russian warrior does not groan in pain,
  And it will never drown in water!
  Princess Leia also slashed with her swords and, drowning the Japanese, logically noted:
  - Our motto is four words:
  If you're drowning, drown someone else !
  Ahsoka Tano is back in a furious battle. She took and slashed, her swords pierced, extending hundreds of meters, cutting through cruisers and battleships. The Japanese fell down and drowned.
  The girl chirped:
  - We'll bury them all! And dig them up!
  Princess Rey is also so swift and invincible in the attack. Here her weapon became more formidable, and sharply slashed at the ships of the Land of the Rising Sun. And then bare toes, which struck with their grace and sexuality, threw gifts of annihilation, which tore the mass of the ship into small fragments.
  The warrior yelled:
  - Glory to space communism!
  Darth Vader snapped his fingers again, twisted several Japanese ships into a ram's horn and roared :
  - Great glory to heroism!
  Ahsoka Tano twirled her laser swords like helicopter blades. She cut the battleship flagship, on which the Land of the Rising Sun's Admiral Toga was, in half. Then she threw a pea with her bare toes, tearing the cruiser apart and growled:
  - Glory to the Fatherland, which will put all the cosmic worlds under the heel of the titanium boot of the empire!
  And she doesn"t feel sorry at all about watching the narrow-eyed, yellow-skinned sailors drown.
  Princess Leia too , as she spins the devil's spinner with swords. She will cut the ships, cut the metal. Then her bare, chiseled foot of a girl will throw a deadly, and not giving a chance, gift of death. Again the Japanese ships are sinking.
  The princess squeaked:
  - For the supreme power of the empire!
  And Princess Rey, continuing to chop down the ships of the Land of the Rising Sun without any mercy, and throw gifts of annihilation with her bare feet, sang:
  There are many different doors in space,
    Streams of evil hyperplasm are raging!
  Knowledge gave a lot of keys,
  We were people, and now we are gods!
    
  We rush across the waves in starships,
  Quarks foam in the vortices of ether!
  What will I pass on to my descendants?
  To the children of another, stormy world!
    
  The warm vacuum warms the hearts,
  The stars around are like the faces of lovers!
  We serve progress , there is no end,
  And on Earth the maples rustle gently!
    
  Where we step, the world blooms,
  The thunder of battles is the music of life!
  Let us set out boldly on a new campaign,
  Let us serve the eternal Fatherland sacredly!
    
  Yes, there will be casualties, space is harsh,
  Many different species and races!
    The abyss of worlds is too vast ,
  A friend in the evening, but betrayed in the morning!
    
  But for the Fatherland there are no barriers,
  Everyone knows that a bright spirit is power!
  Neither Gehenna nor Hell will frighten you,
  Death and the grave will not take you captive!
    
  Only flesh can be annihilated,
  Well, and the soul serves the Motherland faithfully!
  Troubles and sorrows - overcome everything,
  We need to tighten our belts!
    
  Here we have defeated the enemies,
  We are humanity - the navel of the universe!
  The abomination will come and meet the blow,
  Softness, sorrow and sobbing do not suit us!
    
  Space has become like a courtyard for us,
  A quick flight between the stars, like a walk!
  Although the heavenly carpet is boundless,
  We can remake it - no joke!
  Darth Vader took it and snapped his fingers again, crushing the vessels.
  But Ahsoka Tana released streams of fire from her tongue, burning the Japanese without the slightest mercy.
  The girl chirped:
  - Darth Vader, Darth Vader,
  You are my idol!
  Let's conquer the world together!
  And the bare toes of graceful feet, as they launch, something simply devilishly murderous.
  But Princess Rei, without further ado, took and exposed her scarlet nipple from under her bikini. And she launched lightning at the samurai. And immediately two battleships exploded and melted.
  Princess Leia threw the pea of death with wild fury and squealed at the top of her lungs:
  - Glory to the endless cosmos!
  And she also released a deadly lightning bolt from the strawberry nipple. And the fleet of the Land of the Rising Sun is getting sick.
  And Ahsoka Tano launched a pulsar from a ruby nipple. And shattered a mass of ships.
  The large vessels of the once mighty Japanese fleet had already been sunk. All that was left was to squeeze out the smallest ones. The destroyers had already begun to flee. And they probably had no real chance of being saved.
  Darth Vader and three supergirls flew after the samurai and finished off the last ships. The bare feet of the beauties threw very small, but antimatter-carrying peas the size of a poppy seed. But a lot of Japanese died.
  Each poppy seed destroyed two or three Japanese ships with annihilation.
  Darth Vader and his crew are the ultimate, extremely deadly death machines.
  The Black Lord even noted philosophically:
  - An unfinished enemy is like an untreated disease - expect complications!
  At the same time , to make it more fun and to create a more playful mood, they sang in beautiful voices:
  May there be happiness for all people forever,
  Caressing the stars, fooling around and laughing!
  Only hopeless cripples are sad,
  In fact, man is the prince of all!
    
  I wasn't looking for a prince in the stormy waters,
  After all, my calling is to cut down enemies with a sword!
  And even in dreams I dream of an evil fight,
  War is beautiful, even if terrible - burn the horde with fire!
    
  Here the starship fell, burning in the darkness,
  The shards scattered like gems in the mountains!
  And the rocks became like the plumage of a parrot,
  When it's beautiful, pain and fear disappear!
    
  Now I dance like I'm a gypsy,
  Bare feet were stained with blood!
  Know that cannonade is the best barrel organ,
  Crush everyone, passionate love!
    
  Violence is a bottomless pool,
  A sharp needle is stuck in the heart!
  And on other planets people are groaning,
  Fate presented them with such a "prize"!
    
  I fight from dusk till dawn,
  And even the Devil himself was surprised!
  The valor of this maiden is glorified in poems,
  And I can read her passion on her lips!
    
  Yes . m has no boundaries and knows no measures,
  If the world has offended you, don"t punish the fool !
  The land of the Fatherland is better than a place in heaven,
  Cement is the idea, people are the bricks!
    
  And in my soul, a wound aches cruelly,
  My boyfriend died defending the region!
  And the Motherland is trampled, desecrated,
  I am as if in chains, dare to seek revenge!
    
  In another universe, there are even three suns,
  The planet may be lush, but the air is dry!
  And to hell with all the wisdom of science,
  My hyperlaser gave up and went out!
    
  But my goal is to save the Messiah from troubles,
  Find the key that crushes death!
  The space was watered by the tears of the fallen ,
  I believe we won"t have to endure the country"s collapse for long!
  The last ships have been sunk. A glorious victory for Darth Vader and his three great warriors. But the matter is not over yet. A still large Japanese army confronts the Russian General Kuropatkin.
  Considering how incompetent this would-be commander is, it would be better to destroy the samurai army here too.
  Darth Vader and three terminator girls fly, using antigravs, to the positions of the army of the great empire. There are still more than two hundred and twenty thousand Japanese soldiers. And all the fighters are very combative and assertive.
  Darth Vader was the first to attack, flying up to the samurai. His swords suddenly lengthened and cut down an entire line.
  Ahsoka Tano also slashed with her killer maneuver. And destroyed a mass of Japanese. And then her bare toes of graceful feet threw a gift of complete annihilation.
  And so many samurai were roasted at once.
  The girl squeaked:
  - For the great communism of the space empire!
  Princess Leia also threw a pea of death at the enemy. She tore apart a lot of samurai and squeaked:
  - For the greatness of the country!
  And her swords, lengthening, cut the Japanese.
  The samurai tried to shoot at the brave four with guns and cannons. But Darth Vader and his team were immune to bullets. And the shells flew past.
  Princess Rey, cutting down the enemies, squeaked:
  - Eagles are running from space for the great countries!
  And also with bare toes, as he launches something that will not give the slightest mercy to the enemy.
  The Black Lord swung his swords very briskly. He cut through the mass of enemies and growled:
  - The darkness of hell has come upon the city,
  In the shadows the clouds hide at home...
  Having drawn a sharp hammer from steel,
  Satan is walking the streets!
  And here again, like lightning Darth Vader releases from his fingers. And how the shot down and burning alive Japanese fall.
  Ahsoka Tano, cutting down her opponents, noted:
  - It was in vain that they decided to fight with us!
  And the girl threw a lethal gift of annihilation with her bare toes.
  Princess Leia logically noted:
  - But they have no choice!
  And the bare toes of the beauty's feet, as if they were throwing something small, but very deadly .
  The girls acted like giant titans. And even chirped at the top of their lungs:
  - Glory to the great Sith fleet!
  And again all three girls threw gifts of destruction with their bare, sharp, tenacious fingers. The warriors are very dashing. And so they chop with laser swords.
  Princess Rei struck with lightning from the scarlet nipple, and a mass of samurai burned.
  All that was left of many of them were their boots.
  Three girls are very fierce warriors who love to fight exclusively barefoot and in bikinis. And their bare feet throw extremely destructive toes .
  The girls are very beautiful and have a fighting spirit. And they love a good fight.
  Princess Leia even got emotional. And again she threw the gift of destruction with her bare foot, tearing the Japanese apart.
  Then she shot lightning from her ruby nipple, which burned a mass of samurai. And then she sang:
  The space is painted with a black, gloomy light,
  And it seems that the stars have dimmed in their orbits!
  I want love, but in response I hear - no,
  The hearts of lovers are broken into pieces!
    
  I beg you, my prince, come to me,
  I cried oceans of tears in grief!
  Break all the chains of prejudice,
  I want you to convey the truth to the people!
    
  Love is more important than duty and crowns,
  If you need me, I will betray my fatherland!
  And I will put my beloved on the throne,
  After all, for me, my prince is more precious than life!
  She sang a beautiful song and continued to throw with her bare toes what brings inevitable death to the samurai.
  Princess Rey made a windmill with her swords with a span of hundreds of meters, and noted:
  - You sing well! But in any case, you shouldn't betray your Fatherland!
  Ahsoka Tano confirmed, releasing a deadly bolt of lightning from her navel:
  - There is no need to betray the Fatherland!
  Princess Leia agreed:
  - This is great! And even cool!
  Darth Vader slashed at the samurai with a "big dragon" move and roared:
  - You are just super cuties !
  And the black lord, moved, began to sing:
    
  The noise of wondrous passion on the banks,
  Rivers where blood flows in a stormy stream!
  A shaft of stars will fall in the clouds,
  Spark with a miraculous sign!
    
  You are like a goddess to me,
  With a soul burning in the darkness!
  Stronger than life, loving you,
  I illuminated my world with a dream!
    
  There is no one more beautiful in the world than you,
  Universal ideal!
  I will die in battle in the prime of life,
  I have met my destiny!
    
  The unquenchable light of love,
  And the sparkle in your eyes!
  Come say hello, beauty,
  I can't sleep at night because of tears!
  Supergirls are very cool and extremely combative beauties. Their extreme use of force sometimes reaches grotesque forms.
  Ahsoka Tano spat out another chunk of hyperplasm from her scarlet nipple. She burned a mass of Japanese, and they were charred as if they were shashlik.
  The girl licked her full lips and squeaked:
  - For the greatest of communisms of the most aggressive space in the universe!
  The warrior who was a sorceress - Princess Leia, squealed as she slashed at the Japanese with her lightsabers and ran over with a buffalo:
  - You won't get sex, boys!
  Princess Rhea remarked aggressively, throwing a piece of antimatter from the bare toes of her graceful feet:
  - It's not good to deprive these big boys of sex! But it's really cool!
  Ahsoka Tano, cutting down the Japanese, readily agreed:
  - Extremely cool! And to the point of colic!
  Princess Rey noted logically, baring her teeth in a pearly smile:
  - Glory to progress!
  And she slashed with her swords, and her bare feet launched another round of brutal annihilation.
  Darth Vader first performed a swallowtail with swords, and then hit with force lightning. He is simply a warrior of the highest class, capable of burning everything. And only embers fly off from the Japanese.
  The brute in the black suit roared:
  - My boundless greatness, may the beautiful beating be glorified!
  And again the swords fly, cutting everyone down and smashing off heads and skulls.
  Princess Rei, crushing her opponents, and her nipples, sparkling like rubies, actively emitted pulsars, and all the samurai were thoroughly burned.
  The terminator girl, baring her teeth, rationally noted, throwing her bare, very sexy foot at the concentration of antimatter:
  -For the greatness of Russia! Vader is our fighter-mission!
  The Black Lord corrected the girl:
  - For the greatness, first of all, of the space empire! And the decline of Russia can only be stopped by a new landing force of time travelers!
  Princess Leia, cutting up the Japanese and leaving them without arms and legs, agreed:
  - Yes , our landing party of time travelers saves Tsar Nicholas II! Glory to this monarch!
  Darth Vader readily agreed with this, chopping up the opponents of the Russian Empire like cabbage:
  -Glory to the good king!
  And now again the lightning of power burns through and very fatally burns the samurai.
  Princess Rey, while destroying her enemies, quite rationally noted:
  -Our Tsar Nicholas will make Russia above all!
  And the nimble toes of a bare foot will take and throw something at the enemy that is deadly without the slightest mercy.
  Princess Leia, chopping the enemy into small pieces, and demonstrating the unbending character of the terminator girl, and throwing gifts of death with such beautiful, tanned and chiseled legs that the Japanese easily lost their bodies. And heads, too. Yes, it was not the best idea for them to attack Russia. When Darth Vader himself, without further ado and prejudice, took up their extermination. And this is a fighter of the most aggressive scope. But his partners, perhaps, are even cooler and more terrible. And if they chop, then they will not give mercy to anyone in principle. And from bare, graceful legs, merciless gifts of death will fly.
  Princess Rei, when another gift she threw struck the Japanese general, barked :
  -The space empire will never end!
  And again, a gift of the most hefty death and total destruction flies off from her leg.
  Princess Leia, sweeping away enemies like a broom, making cutlets out of them, and dawning with lightning bolts of power emitted from strawberry nipples, noted:
  - I believe that there is no hell!
  Darth Vader, sending another tsunami wave that covered the samurai, noted:
  - Our world is hell... But interesting!
  Ahsoka Tano threw a surprisingly deadly gift of annihilation with her bare foot and squeaked:
  - No, the most interesting thing is that we do not live in vain!
  Darth Vader readily agreed with this, having already spun the mill with his swords, which were constantly lengthening:
  - Of course, our life is not given for nothing! Glory to the Fatherland of Space Communism!
  And now , like lightning, the forces will burn many thousands of Japanese at once. And they will leave neither roots nor branches.
  Princess Leia, cutting down the other fighters of the Empire of the Rising Sun, quite logically noted:
  -The world is full of nastiness!
  And her bare, chiseled foot threw out again something that could not be calculated.
  Darth Vader, while cutting off the heads of samurai, did not forget to joke:
  - A politician, like beer, is only good when cold and on the table!
  Princess Rei, cutting down the Japanese fighters, agreed with this:
  - A politician is sweet with his speeches, but the bitter aftertaste from them is not at all like beer!
  Princess Leia, having finished off a couple of battalions with one swing, noted:
  - A politician only tells the truth when he distorts himself!
  Ahsoka Tana, having cut through a mass of Japanese, agreed with this. Throwing another pea of destruction, and tearing the Japanese apart, the girls said:
  - A politician, in order to at least become a little bit of a Deity, crucifies the voter to the fullest !
  Darth Vader, finishing off the last Japanese soldiers with lightning, said:
  - A politician is God in only one thing, in inventing excuses for why his election promises were such a diabolical failure!
  Princess Leia, having finished off the final battalion of the Japanese army with the last lightning bolt from her ruby nipple, chirped:
  -In the means of achieving Divine heights, the politician is Satan himself!
  After which, the warriors and Darth Vader began to spin in a fiery, stormy whirlwind.
  And the bare feet of beautiful, delightful girls left a great many graceful, seductive and maddening traces on men.
  And these traces swirled in the air like a seven-colored, delightful ornament.
  Vaska-Dart woke up and jumped up full of energy and strength, which was seething inside him like a volcano. The Sith boy roared like a frisky wolf cub:
  - I am the greatest hero! And you shut your mouth!
  Seryozhka jumped up and the vampire boy flew higher, and exclaimed with enthusiasm:
  White army, black baron,
  They are preparing a royal throne for us again...
  But from the taiga to the British seas,
  Vaskin's army is the strongest!
  Both boys flew higher, and two vampire girls joined them.
  Four children with outstanding abilities were hovering in the air. Units were moving forward from the Soviet army. The hum of engines could be heard. Tanks, armored personnel carriers, combat infantry vehicles were approaching. There were already several hundred of them. And helicopters were circling above. Among the meat grinders there were several real monsters with five propellers, covered in active armor with protruding guns and missiles.
  Seryozhka whistled:
  - What helicopters! Real air battleships. I didn't even know such things existed!
  Vaska-Dart sang:
  Everything impossible is possible in our world,
  After all, it was I who discovered that two plus two equals four!
  And the Sith boy winked at his vis-à-vis. And they winked back.
  Maria noted with an innocent smile:
  - There's a whole army here. So what, are we going to burn them again, or freeze them!?
  Leonida, with a smile that was the very essence of innocence, answered:
  - If anything happens, we'll have to burn and freeze it! There's no way around it!
  Seryozhka noted with the air of an angel and sang:
  Our world is merciless, unfair, treacherous,
  In the chains of hell the flesh groans in agony...
  But the man is smart, famous for his progress,
  Although it seems that the Lord has forgotten him!
  
  The nightmarish threats
  of a cruel, stupid and blind fate are meaningless...
  We shed tears in dull doubts,
  A look into the sky with that unearthly longing!
  
  And even though we have to shed,
  In a furious battle, a stormy stream of blood...
  To break the thread of life with a sword, an arrow,
  We will never betray our dreams, love!
  Maria applauded, clapping her hands:
  - Excellent! You couldn't have said it better!
  Darth-Vaska suggested to the team:
  - Well, guys, will you try to pinch them? Don't be afraid, we are behind reliable magical protection, even a nuclear strike can't reach us.
  Leonida smiled and sang:
  In the granite mine he waits for a victim,
  Pointing the radar to the sky...
  One mistake - an accidental takeoff,
  And a blow is inevitable!
  Seryozhka answered with a sigh:
  - Nuclear weapons are serious! But at least we have power!
  Vaska-Dart nodded and flexed his biceps. His body became even more defined and muscular. The muscles were incredibly sharp and deeply defined. The boy had become a real titan. And Seryozhka's muscles were like Apollo's. Both boys began to play with their muscles, rolling under their bronze skin like mercury balls.
  Maria chirped:
  - You are heroes!
  Leonida sang:
  Yes, there were guys in our time,
  Not like the current tribe...
  Heroes, not you...
  They got a bad lot,
  Not many returned from the field,
  If it were not God's will,
  They wouldn't give up Moscow!
  The children, their bare heels flashing, began to work under the command of the vampires and the space Sith.
  The boys are very active and energetic, and are spurred on by the monster children.
  Maria noted with a smile:
  - I'll be a really cool babe. - And the girl started chirping, baring her pearly teeth. - And we'll make a really cool and destructive weapon.
  Leonida chirped:
  - That would be very good. We should get a very powerful source of energy.
  Seryozhka took it and nodded:
  - Yes, I think we will get something aggressive and strong! And how much energy can it really give?
  Vaska-Dart answered with a smile:
  - One gram of almost any matter is equivalent to burning four billion tons of coal!
  The vampire children whistled.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - Wow! That's a whole five-year period of coal mined in the entire USSR!
  Darth-Vaska confirmed:
  - Exactly! And with such energy we will be able to clone phantoms and take over the whole world!
  Maria giggled and noted:
  - The whole world? What next?
  Leonida suggested ironically:
  - And then we will build communism!
  Seryozhka giggled and noted:
  - Communism? Is it when there is no money in your pocket, but there is butter and meat in the stores?
  Darth-Vaska stated:
  - When we conquer the Earth, we will then develop science and build starships to conquer other worlds. We will not stop at one planet!
  The monster children clapped their hands. They thought the idea was very funny and witty.
  Dart-Vaska, meanwhile, began organizing work for the children. They obeyed their new leader. At the same time , many of the bare soles had not yet had time to heal overnight, and blisters, abrasions and bruises hurt. A couple of the boys tried to object, but Dart-Vaska hit them with a small discharge of lightning force.
  The boys howled and started running, flashing their bare, bruised, cracked heels. After that, active work began. Some of the boys even bared their torsos, and you could see their muscles flashing. Some were defined, some were not so much, and occasionally there were boys with fat. True, fat people are much less common in childhood than in adults.
  And excess weight makes even young individuals unpleasant and unattractive. However, if you work hard and eat according to the norm, then teenagers quickly lose weight and become normal. Or even dry in muscles.
  And they had a lot of work. Darth Vaska wanted to get such a powerful energy source to make phantom warriors in millions and capture the entire planet.
  Of course, to make the kids work more cheerfully, it would be nice to add a song for them:
  Like tongues of fire!
  Tongues of fire rushed upward,
  Isn't this what you dreamed about as a boy?
  The army received gifts from God,
  Because Mars is ideal for us!
    
  The Queen of Heaven will help us,
  And ancient, sacred rights.
  The holy faces will approve of taking icons,
  Your golden domes, Moscow!
    
  Yes, times are different now,
  But the Motherland, believe me, will not tolerate disgrace!
  To the glory of our Mother Russia,
  We will pass judgment on fascism!
    
  With his muscular arms,
  He will break the Fritzes' backs in rage!
  After all, dear comrade Stalin is with us,
  This means that the Reich will only go to lunch!
    
  The warriors gathered their militia into a fist,
  We are not afraid of fluffy snow!
  enemy awaits his fall,
  And we will pierce the enemy with a bayonet!
    
  The blood in our veins began to boil violently,
  There is no worse word for a soldier - captivity!
  The Russian fights fiercely and skillfully,
  The heart beats like a hammer in the delta of the veins!
    
  Remind the bastards of Hitler's insults,
  Fighter of the Fatherland, a formidable giant!
  The retribution of the Russian Nemesis will be defeated,
  The Fuhrer fell in anger, a mad tyrant!
    
  Your vile acquisitions will come back to haunt you ,
  Flash of lightning, riot of heaven!
  And the victors erased all suffering,
  Having created a palette of fabulous wonders!
    
  The spirit of the Fatherland has been torn from captivity,
  Bloody lines will draw a boundary!
  We demand only forgiveness for grief,
  Our team is a solid monolith!
    
  The Lord will frown and say,
  You are my children, you don"t need a skirt!
  Build a city in paradise yourself,
  The damned need will disappear!
  And so the young working hands sang. And their bare feet, small and not so small, of both boys and girls, slapped. And the work went on.
  Even Seryozhka, Maria and Leonida got involved in the common cause. And clouds were racing across the sky.
  Helicopters were circling again. This machine is quite common in the USSR army. Although it is relatively easy to shoot down a helicopter. But it is also quite convenient to strike from it.
  There were already about fifty of them. But they couldn't break through the magic of protection. Darth-Vaska made something like a semiconductor dimension, where the matter in a thin film moves in one direction. And it can't be broken through by any physical impact. At the same time , it doesn't take away too much energy from the dark side of the force. And even a hydrogen bomb, if someone had the crazy idea to use such a barbaric weapon against children and near Moscow, wouldn't be able to do anything against such perfect protection.
  Something similar guarded the Death Star during construction. And even a thermoquark bomb, a couple of million times more powerful than a thermonuclear bomb, could not penetrate it.
  Darth-Vaska looked at the helicopters. He didn't feel sorry for the people. But he, frankly, was wondering whether it was worth killing trained soldiers. Wouldn't they be useful to him in order to conquer other worlds?
  True, the planet Earth and the Sun are far from the edge of the galaxy. And very modern starships are needed to conquer everything. And this universe is parallel and, apparently, not particularly saturated with civilizations.
  In particular, where are the radio signals from other worlds? I can't hear them.
  Although it is not yet known what fields surround the Earth, perhaps they do not let them through.
  Vaska-Dart grinned. He looked at his childish, but very muscular body. And he thought: what if all the adults on planet Earth were made children? Really, what would that give? If you erase adult memory, then the skills will disappear. But if you leave them, will they obey a brat ?
  It's a double-edged sword.
  The best way to subjugate the Earth is to assign phantoms to people as their loyal servants. And they will force them to obey. But it is not easy to achieve this. Or should we take and make adults children not only in body but also in memory? And instill in them submission to him Darth-Vaska?
  It was also an interesting idea. In any case, strength is respected first and foremost. And if you defeat the enemy and show your power, he will submit to you.
  One of the reasons why the rebellion against the Empire dragged on was that the rebels had victories. And Emperor Palpatine's policy was not flexible enough. And the destruction of the entire planet Aldebaran caused great indignation throughout the galaxy. However, if the station had not been destroyed, then perhaps the fear would have been stronger. But the destruction of the Death Star inspired the rebels and gave them new strength.
  Emperor Palpatine was a representative of the human race. But damaged by force lightning, he was disfigured and no longer looked much like a human. However, racism began to be imposed in the empire. When people are the core race, and the rest are not quite complete. And this also gave rise to discontent among the empires. The chief of governors Tarkin was a particularly ardent racist. Although he was not a Sith, he was an outstanding mind. And he was the only person in the empire who was not afraid of Darth Vader.
  It was Tarkin who created the racial theory. It was Tarkin who gave the order to destroy Aldebaran. And he died on the Death Star. Which pleased Darth Vader - a dangerous competitor disappeared. Moreover, Tarkin had some paranormal abilities, even though neither the Sith nor the Jedi taught him.
  Darth Vaska, in the body of a boy, and even bitten by a vampire, discovered very unusual abilities in himself. Those that the Sith did not know before him. And not just move objects and even throw force lightning, but even more so swing a lightsaber. By the way, if you use a regular AK machine gun against a lightsaber, what will happen?
  No, that's not the most important thing. There are extraordinary possibilities in the dark side of the force, which are enhanced by vampire magic. One of them is the impact on people's individual time. This is when you can turn the chronoflow and the river of time back. And then the person will really turn into a child. And you can do whatever you want with him. Children love Vaska-Dart. And they come to him.
  Maybe we should really make everyone children? And then they will obey him as if he were a deity? The idea seems tempting. Then we won't have to kill en masse. And they will obey him not only out of fear, but also out of love!
  Darth-Vaska slapped his bare toes and sang, spewing out streams of hyperchronowaves of his magical power:
  All people on the home planet,
  We should always be friends...
  Children should always laugh,
  And live in a peaceful world!
  Children should laugh,
  Children should laugh,
  Children should laugh!
  And live in a peaceful world!
  And live in a peaceful world!
  The helicopters began to slowly descend and land on the grass. Not all, but most. Darth-Vaska saw with his paranormal vision that it really worked. Adult soldiers turned into boys of twelve or thirteen. And they, feeling fear, landed the helicopters on the field, working on instinct.
  But the chronowave of the force did not affect everyone, only those helicopters that were closer. However, this was also a great effect. For the first time, the dark Sith was able to turn back time. And this is a colossal achievement of the dark side of the force.
  After all, even such advanced Jedi as Master Yoda could not become younger. Although Yoda lived for nine hundred years, which is very long by human standards.
  But he did something that was beyond reality and the limits of power that the Jedi and Sith had ever reached in history.
  The children are now his slaves, and they will obey Darth Vader!
  The helicopters landed on the grass. And their cabin doors opened. The children's heads of frightened, half-naked boys appeared. Their military uniforms, under the influence of the chrono-rays, were also driven into the past, and crumbled into flax and synthetics.
  The boys sniffled fearfully. Jumping out, they shuffled their bare feet and squealed.
  Vaska-Dart yelled:
  - Now I am your leader! Follow me!
  The children raised their hands. The Sith boy released lightning bolts of force. And the young warriors mechanically formed into columns and began to march. And they did this with the measured steps of real soldiers. And the boys' bare feet slapped, pulling up their toes.
  Darth-Vaska commanded:
  - Start singing, guys! Come on, together!
  And the newly-baked children, who had recently been adults, began to sing in chorus and with enthusiasm:
  The shot rang out in the silence of the night,
  And behind him the cannonade opened...
  The flames flicker from the explosions,
  The pack of hell broke loose with a nightmare!
    
  This is not a thunderstorm, not a hurricane...
  And worse, something more nightmarish...
  Nuclear napalm is raining from the sky,
  Don't hold your horses at the starting line!
    
  Better whip up your horses,
  Fix the harness on your horses smartly!
  After all, the army does not tolerate liars,
  Quiet guys will never succeed!
    
  Motherland, such is your country,
  She conquered space with her power...
  The Fatherland has not lied to anyone,
  Even though the grave sometimes threatened us!
    
  In our world, lies often rule,
  Or the dark shackles of malice...
  Then you will destroy death...
  Know that we will soon build a new world!
    
  Thunder sometimes tears apart the hearing,
  Terrible fatigue drills into the muscles...
  Has our torch gone out?
  You are merciless, gray old age!
    
  But in response I also made a move,
  The guy is not afraid of death, you know!
  There is no loss, there will only be income,
  Believe me, knights, in this!
    
  The freak will not come to feast,
  The horde and the enemies will not pass .
  And we will pass the exam with flying colors,
  Because they are formidable soldiers!
    
  There will be an assault, there is no point in avoiding it,
  We will gain a glorious victory,
  This is what our army has become,
  Grandpa would never have dreamed of this!
    
  Starship, ship - superphoton,
  only one planet in the darkness!
  Hitler will soon be defeated,
  We are marching in formation through Paris!
  Then the marching children of this young, brave, aggressive, combat-minded army quickened their pace. And their bare feet began to march even more confidently, slapping their bare soles.
  And the voices, ringing like nightingale trills, began to sing a new song;
  I have been thrown out by the gods to be slaughtered,
  It seemed as if justice was fading in the world!
  And the Almighty says to me, wait,
  Be merciless yourself if you want mercy!
    
  I give the Lord a simple answer,
  There is no more beautiful Motherland in this world...
  I love you so much, Christ, believe me,
  After all, you were born Holy God in Russia!
    
  But the Lord sent us trials,
  He told me not to think - there is no heaven for the fighters!
  And instead of a garden a wave comes flying in,
  There's a fire, children are running away in fear!
    
  There is a demon, an evil Lord,
  It will twist everything and bury you...
  But believe that even in hell you are not alone,
  What will you be a hero-savior!
    
  There is nothing new under the moon, brothers,
  And rudeness , and pretense of a fox, know that!
  We are being sent straight to the slaughter,
  Although it is written, the world is on the school desk!
    
  You can achieve anything with courage,
  But intelligence is even more important - it's true!
  Although cowardice is a very strong yoke,
  When there is deception, we get hot!
    
  Wisdom and love are a great thing,
  It can be very fair!
  And don"t contradict your feelings,
  So that everything isn't stupid and arrogant !
    
  We'll get to Mars, we'll fly to Venus,
  We will build planets like tiles!
  When our people are united in creativity,
  His fist knows no crowbar!
  After which, to such a cheerful and perky song, the guys and former adult soldiers entered the base territory. There, without thinking twice and without any hesitation, they got down to work. And how cool and cheerful it all became, with labor enthusiasm.
  Seryozhka, this vampire boy, noted:
  - Children are all with us! And adults are not needed, they only hinder us. And we will take and make the world young and beautiful.
  Maria nodded and sang:
  Childhood, childhood, childhood - that means youth!
  Childhood, childhood, childhood - that means top class!
  Leonida added, baring her teeth:
  - Top class - Adidas!
  . CHAPTER #11.
  Vaska-Dart was very pleased with his new discovery. It turns out that he no longer has to kill, but simply turns the enemy soldiers into children, and they will obey him like the most obedient slaves. Or clone warriors, who also turned out to be obedient to the empire.
  But an additional source for the dark side of the force is needed. And for now, for lack of a better one, a nuclear reactor could become it.
  Vaska-Dart flew up to the reactor. He sat right on the roof and began to actively absorb the energy of uranium fission.
  Seryozhka noted with a smile:
  - The atom is small, but inside it is great power, the politician is verbose, and contains a bottomless emptiness!
  Maria nodded in agreement and, stamping her bare, little foot, added:
  - A politician's long tongue when it comes to promises is always combined with short hands when it comes to fulfillment!
  Leonida considered it necessary to add here:
  - A politician's promise is a joy only for a fool, but the fulfillment of a promise is a grief not only for the smart one!
  Vaska-Dart noted with a chuckle:
  - Politics is full of pigs picking around in garbage dumps, but the cutlet only comes from gullible voters!
  Seryozhka stamped his foot and replied:
  - By voting for a politician who constantly makes a fool of himself , the voter is going to get a cutlet!
  Maria, continuing to work, building a thermoquark reactor, squeaked:
  - A politician's tongue is just long enough to strangle a voter like a noose!
  Leonida also added very wittily:
  - A politician can weave speeches, but he is even better at weaving nooses to strangle voters!
  Vaska-Dart very wittily stated:
  - When politicians constantly put on shoes, the voter wears bast shoes!
  Seryozhka nodded and added:
  - A woman puts shoes on a man with her bare feet, and politicians with their sweet tongues!
  They could have continued exchanging witty jokes, but work doesn"t wait, and to slightly cheer up the team, the guys started singing:
  Berlin is almost under our control,
  Through binoculars we see the damned Reichstag...
  I hope there will be peace and happiness soon;
    Which I will describe in my poems!
    
  Russia introduced communism to the world,
  She became a family to all people.
  But the Wehrmacht stuck its pig's snout in our faces,
  And now the blood is splashing from the veins like a fountain!
    
  What did the Fuhrer accidentally forget with us?
  I wanted to get some land and slaves!
  Fascism has set out on a very long march -
  And here is a real nightmare of hellish dreams!
    
  A simple boy, a barefoot boy,
  I recently put on a red tie.
  He wanted to build the world himself without God,
  But suddenly napalm erupted from the sky!
    
  We had to flee to the front without leave,
  Nobody wants to take such youngsters!
  But the boy , a fighter with a rifle, managed it.
  The path of our fathers proved worthy!
    
  They fought with both cunning and strength,
  And weakness is also bitter, alas ...
  The comrades had to dig graves,
  Planing pine coffins in the cold!
    
  I am a pioneer, now I am used to suffering,
  He went on reconnaissance barefoot, the snowdrift crunching.
  Perhaps there is punishment for unbelief,
  That I didn"t want to know Jesus!
    
  But what are the three hours of Golgotha?
  More than three years of war have passed!
  In every village widows cry bitterly,
  How the sons of the country perished in the cemetery !
    
  I survived, I was shell-shocked, I was wounded by a bullet,
  But fortunately he himself remained on his feet!
  We honestly repaid our debt to Germany,
  There, fascism was trampled into dust by us!
    
  I've grown up, but I'm still a boy,
  The mustache hasn't broken through, but it's already titanium!
  Yes, grown up, and perhaps even too much so,
  After all, the heart became hard as metal!
    
  The Hero Star is the highest award -
  Stalin himself, believe me, handed it to me!
  He said: - With People like you should be taken as an example.
  The fighters are forging the keys to the doors of Eden!
    
  But now, brave man, put down your rifle,
  Take your pliers, hammer and get to work!
  Build a sailboat and a boat from wood,
  And create an airplane, so that it flies up like a bird!
  This is how the pioneers sang, the barefoot army of the space monster. And it was really very funny and delightful.
  Meanwhile, on land, tanks went on the attack. They had already managed to assemble about a hundred of them, or even a little more. Quite a powerful fist. And the vehicles of the Taman-Kantemirovskaya division were moving.
  Helicopters that had survived the chrono-attack were flying above, and armored personnel carriers were still driving behind.
  Vaska-Dart, having been strengthened by the energy of the decay of uranium nuclei, went and said:
  - A monster is not the one who kills in war, but the one whom the victims-voters choose in peacetime!
  After which, the most powerful of the dark Sith in the history of the universe, went and released a chronowave. Which, you must admit, is much more humane than simply striking with force lightning and burning soldiers and officers alive.
  Seryozhka noted, flying above the surface:
  - Don't fall into childhood, it's better to grow younger in soul and body!
  Marinka, this beautiful girl, squeaked:
  - The mind must be mature, the heart young, the soul kind, and the wallet full of money!
  Leonida, baring her pearly teeth that gave off a gleam, added:
  - And a heart of stone, and a stone in the bosom, and the politician tries to put a pig on you, while being lightweight!
  While the young vampires were exchanging wit, the tanks and armored personnel carriers stopped. The helicopters, about seventy of them, landed. And from there, frightened, half-naked boys began to climb out. They were the age of pioneers, quite muscular, and tanned. Only their thighs were covered with wrappers, and the newly baked children fell to their knees before their new master.
  Vaska-Dart became, as they say, a supermonster and a deity for them. A cute and muscular boy in shorts flew higher above the nuclear power plant and yelled:
  - Now I am your God! Obey me!
  And the children in loincloths began to bow. Now that was a real victory.
  Chronowaves not only turned adults into children, but also subjugated them to Darth Vader, who was in the body of a boy. And it looked very cool .
  Seryozhka noted:
  - The people willingly submit to the power of a dictator, even if he is weak in mind and not very strong in body!
  Maria also took off, crushing a mosquito with her bare toes in flight and remarking:
  - Every politician dreams of becoming a dictator, but not every one of them is capable of governing even himself!
  Leonida, also soaring, considered it necessary to add:
  - Under democracy, the people want dictatorship, under dictatorship, democracy, under socialism, capitalism, but least of all they want to work for their own happiness!
  Vaska-Dart nodded and gave the order:
  - My new subjects, line up and gather into squads. Now the power will be ours!
  And the child warriors began to slap their bare feet, obeying their new master.
  Seryozhka noted with a smile:
  - This is what authority means!
  Maria confirmed, fluttering:
  - Yes, that's how you take enemies captive with a smile! And turn friends into enemies.
  Leonida noted, baring her teeth:
  - What, aren't we cool?
  And both girls turned over in the air and landed with bare, pink soles. So that even sparks flew.
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - You are noble persons, and you also have power. Get used to giving commands to new troops.
  Seryozhka flew at high speed closer to the newly-baked children and began to command:
  Boldly, comrades, in step,
  Let us grow stronger in spirit in the struggle...
  The road to distant happiness,
  We'll make our way through with our chests!
  And the boy took and released lightning bolts with his bare toes. And these were bigger and more lethal, even the grass caught fire.
  Maria squeaked:
  - That's right!
  After which , the girl commanded:
  - Regiment, align! Attention! First and second, count off!
  Numerous boys began to count themselves. And it looked very funny.
  Leonida chirped:
  - Now, boys, let's sing in chorus.
  And the young warriors, continuing to march, began to sing:
  I want to inflame my young heart,
  Even a poet is powerless to imagine this!
  It's not enough to even give a five mark -
  And throw a bloody vendetta into battle!
    
  The mad ardor of heated speeches,
  To a girl who seems only a modest dove...
  Her sapphire sparkling eyes,
  This look is innocent and at the same time languid.
    
  What passion is boiling in my soul,
  The girl is as tender and naked as a flower...
  And you yourself are riding on a horse, a jigit -
  Reach the places where paradise begins!
    
  I sketched your face on the canvas,
  There is no one dearer to me than you, my dear beauty !
  You are like an ideal beyond the universe -
  Even in hell the devil sharpens his pitchfork with a grin!
    
  You and I sit, gloomy vault, in prison,
  But the fire of the Motherland is sacred in hearts,
  The dream of being in a close place again,
  Our devotion to our Fatherland is immeasurable!
    
  They put him on the rack, the executioner, alas , is cruel,
  The fire is blazing, the pincers are hot!
  He proclaimed an unclean onslaught on the East,
  Here tanks measure out miles with their snouts !
    
  But we were able to escape from the dungeon,
  Now we're chopping down the fascists like sheaves of wheat!
  Let the army throw down its guns in fear,
  Russian pilots are invincible!
    
  But I'll give my friend this advice,
  Don't be so proud!
  After all, the life of the free is always a flowering one,
  In the chains of dogmas he who is a jealous devil!
    
  Any task, you know, is within my power,
  We can solve all the problems soon!
  Let everything turn out the way I want,
  We will pass sentence on problems!
  The child warriors sang with their clear, shrill voices. And there was so much light and warmth in them. And at the same time, the boys marched. And so they headed to the nuclear power plant to continue working with enthusiasm and great passion, building the first thermoquark synthesis installation in human history. And they did it very energetically.
  And the boys' bare feet were stamping. They were marching in a furious, mincing step.
  And at the same time, they also jumped up and flexed their abdominal muscles.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - If you want life to be sweet, instead of a big belly, have abs like chocolate bars!
  Marinka wittily added:
  - Girls love both the sweet life and the guys' chocolate bars and abs!
  Leonida giggled and said:
  - If you don"t become a fox, you"ll shake like a hare not only in the forest!
  After which, the vampire children took and synchronously lashed lightning at the boys, burning their muscular, tanned backs. They rushed to run, picking up speed.
  Vaska-Dart noted with a satisfied look:
  - You have made progress in the dark side of the force!
  Seryozhka sang in response:
  How far progress has come,
  Until unprecedented miracles...
  Yesterday I was a simple boy,
  And now it's really a demon!
  Marinka picked up:
  I'll beat your fingers off,
  In slavery for a whole century...
  The boys are working hard -
  Happy is the man!
  Vaska-Dart grinned and was pleased. In a child's body, you yourself already feel the world in many ways like a child. And you feel good, happy, and you smile a lot. Now he has discovered the ability to subjugate people without killing them. All that remains is to build a thermoquark reactor, and there will be enough energy for the entire Earth. And then it will turn out to be very cool . He will become the ruler of a rather large planet. And further expansion will begin.
  In general, how wonderful it would be when there would be only children in the world. It would be like a utopia of Eden.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - Master! Maybe we should go to Moscow? It would be great to take the capital of the USSR right now!
  Vaska-Dart growled:
  - What is the capital of the USSR to me? Let the whole world be in my power, and then the whole universe!
  Maria nodded and noted:
  - Your Majesty, you are my idol,
  Together with you we will conquer the world!
  Leonida giggled and chirped:
  - Yes, it will be truly absolute power! And then it will turn out like this...
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - Don't chatter, but learn to command. Give orders, and then you will be happy. Master power.
  Maria chirped:
  -The passion of the sea rages within me,
  All the girl wants is power!
  Seryozhka noted:
  - A politician strives for power like a fly strives for sweets, and only after receiving it does he make the life of the voter anything but honey!
  Leonida spun in the air and chirped:
  - A voter who pecks at speeches full of honey has the intelligence of a fly, and one who attracts insects has the sting of a scorpion!
  Maria wittily added:
  - A politician gives a lot of honey in his speeches, without possessing the industriousness of a bee, but always having the deadly sting of a scorpion!
  Vaska-Dart noted wittily:
  - The fox has no wings, but it easily tears them off, even from eagles!
  Seryozhka considered it necessary to add:
  - A voter who votes for a rooster that looks like an eagle will be plucked like a hen and eaten like a chicken!
  Maria, having caught a gadfly with her bare foot, said:
  - Only a brainless chicken is attracted to rooster politicians!
  Leonida giggled, and with the heat of an erupting volcano, she went and added:
  - The fox is such a beast that it will eat not only a chicken, but also a large turkey!
  Dart-Vaska also spun in the air, did a somersault and purred:
  -If a politician fights for democracy, then he definitely doesn"t have a king in his head!
  Seryozhka giggled and added:
  - If a voter votes for a dictator voluntarily, he does not have a king in his head, if out of fear, then a lion in his heart!
  Maria, continuing to spin, took and said:
  - A politician who pretends to be a lion will treat a voter like a wolf treats a lamb!
  Leonida noted with a laugh and baring her teeth, which had become a little larger, like those of a young she-wolf:
  - A politician, wearing sheep's clothing, sends voters, like sheep, to barbecue!
  Darth-Vaska also noted in his own brilliant way:
  - A politician who clenches his fists tightly leaves the voter with nothing but a fig!
  Seryozhka added, baring his teeth:
  - If you want to become a lion among people, be a fox among animals, if you want to fly like an eagle, be able to pluck voters like chickens!
  Maria also wanted to say something, and said:
  -Love is like a shrapnel shell - it breaks the heart, shakes the brain, turns out pockets, comes out sideways!
  Leonida summed it up, twitching her bare feet:
  - The success of the one who builds on blood awaits the fate of a stabbed pig. His comrades will eat him - the sad result of anger!
  Vaska-Dart concluded:
  - It's time to cheer up our pioneers with a good song. So that they work more cheerfully. Well, you go, my count.
  Seryozhka puffed out his childish cheeks and began to sing, making it up as he went:
  Pioneers, you know, are the sons of Lenin,
  And their flight, believe me, is like that of an eagle...
  Somewhere the servants of Satan roam,
  Believe me, they have such a beast-like look!
  
  Boys are born to win,
  And fight bravely with the insidious enemy...
  Believe me, we pass our exams with flying colors.
  We have no option, you know, to surrender!
  
  Pioneers are the family of the Motherland,
  USSR is a country of opportunities without limits...
  Let's be together, you and I...
  Before there was Lenin, then the great Stalin!
  
  Believe me, we will not give in to our evil enemies,
  We will be able to defeat the insidious orcs...
  And I will give an answer to the evil sorcerers, brothers,
  The pioneers' gaze, believe me, is very proud!
  
  Boys and girls are running barefoot,
  In winter, snowdrifts bite their heels hard...
  But they punch the orcs,
  If necessary, they will weed the beds in the field!
  
  Pioneer, believe me, does not know the word coward,
  He fights bravely, like a courageous falcon...
  Lenin is with us, and the God of Light Jesus,
  Raise the Sun higher above the Earth!
  
  Be brave great fighters,
  We are able to defeat enemies with courage...
  Let our grandfathers and fathers be proud of us,
  We are fighting in a stormy hand-to-hand battle!
  
  How good it is in the country of the Soviets,
  Sausage and cottage cheese are almost no longer available...
  Yes, it can be hard for pioneers,
  But they don"t know, know, there is another fate!
  
  So the girls and I went on a hike,
  We picked berries, mushrooms...
  A grey wolf emerged from ambush,
  But the boys hit him in the kidneys!
  
  We have Vader with us - he is the new leader,
  His will is stronger , you know, they became...
  So don't touch the boy, enemy ,
  He's even cooler than Stalin!
  
  Vader used to conquer the stars,
  Furrowed the vast expanses of the galaxy...
  He instilled a great ideal,
  You know, he could easily move any mountains!
  
  The pioneers are great in strength,
  Believe me, they have the power of formidable giants...
  You clench your fists tighter, boy,
  Let us be united with Darth Vader!
  
  There are no boundaries to the galaxy, believe me,
  Stretched out on parsecs millions...
  Children bravely open the door to space,
  Trampling the laws of the universe!
  
  There will be a big paradise on Earth, believe me,
  Everything is in full bloom, you know...
  Barefoot pioneers are everywhere,
  And they look like children with greetings!
  
  But nevertheless, in battle we are truly strong,
  And they can fight like those cheetahs...
  And truly the children of Satan's light,
  Our father is Darth himself, and that means we are not bastards!
  
  When space becomes ours, know that
  And we will be able to seal it tightly...
  Then we will build a paradise in the universe,
  Even though we still look like kids !
  
  No, Darth Vader is our holy father,
  And our dear brother, beloved by all our hearts...
  He is, of course, a perfect fellow,
  With him in battle, believe me, we are invincible!
  
  If necessary, Vader will resurrect the dead,
  he has such strength...
  He is a rock, the strongest monolith in the world,
  After all, the Dark Goddess gave birth to him!
  
  Here we will finish the path to victory, you know clearly,
  We will crush all the forces of these thieving bastards ...
  And we will build a paradise of endless happiness,
  Pioneers run into battle barefoot!
  
  Our goals, believe me, are very great,
  We can make the universe bright...
  Achievements, believe me, are not far away,
  After all, it"s all about creation!
  
  Darth the Great is with us, know, he sings,
  He is the same boy as I am...
  The bright path to communism goes,
  At least sometimes we get our bumps and bruises!
  
  Glory to our USSR country,
  That the universe couldn"t be more beautiful...
  We showed the fig to the Horde,
  And let the broken Cain run!
  
  And now Darth Vader forever,
  Pioneers, you know, don"t get old...
  Believe me, let your dream come true,
  The light of previous generations!
  The pioneers and the newly-baked children picked up this song. And they performed it with enthusiasm. This turned out to be very cool . And slapping their bare feet, the children worked.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - Even a donkey obeys the blows of a gorilla's whip, but even a lion obeys when a fox drums on his brain!
  Maria giggled, stamped her bare foot and noted:
  - If you listen to the nightingale trills of politicians a lot, you will be able to wait for the cawing of crows over your grave!
  Leonida gave out:
  - A politician, in appearance a white nightingale and an ambulance, but in content a black crow and a raven!
  After which , the young ladies began to sniffle.
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - I will teach you to manage time. You too will be able to turn adults into children and manage them.
  Seryozhka squeaked:
  - Yes, it is power! And power is great ! It is sweeter than honey!
  Maria squeaked:
  - Don't get diabetes, sweet tooth!
  Leonida added:
  - You can never get enough of power. It really is the strongest drug. So, guys, don't give up! We will fight for a bright tomorrow, and we have no time to kiss.
  Vaska-Dart nodded:
  - We will learn the dark side of the force. It opens up simply incredible and endless possibilities. And you will feel it!
  Seryozhka nodded with a smile:
  - I believe you, great leader! You are truly capable of much.
  The Sith boy commanded:
  -First, sit in the lotus position.
  Maria asked:
  - How is that?
  Leonida laughed, baring her teeth:
  - What, you don't know? You don't understand what the lotus position is?
  Seryozhka replied:
  - I know what the lotus position is, I read it in a book about yogis . There are pictures there. You need to sit like this.
  And the vampire boy turned out his bare, muscular legs.
  Vaska-Dart growled:
  - Keep your back straight! And like this!
  The Sith boy also sat in the lotus position and straightened his back like a lamppost.
  Four children sat in a pose, and at the same time continued to float in the air. And it looked beautiful - two boys and two girls began to meditate.
  And the pioneers and other children who were working below, building the thermoquark reactor, began to sing:
  For pioneers there is no word coward,
  They are brave and courageous like eagles...
  The boy won't say - Mom, I'm afraid,
  We move both sixes and aces!
  
  Darth Vader will lead the brave into battle,
  A mischievous boy runs to attack...
  The victories opened an endless account,
  So that it doesn't even become too much!
  
  We are children, you know, sons of Vader,
  We go on the attack barefoot in the cold...
  And in some ways they are also servants of Satan,
  And let's not shed tears in vain!
  
  There are no words for us, believe me, it"s weak,
  Because the boy is like a blade of steel...
  Others probably won't care,
  Darth Vader is cooler than the mighty Stalin!
  
  So there is no doubt what is right here,
  In the name of the Sith, dark ideas...
  We'll tear the Jedi apart like we would a cat,
  No, don't talk nonsense, orcs!
  
  God alone, our brave Vader,
  He will be the ruler of the whole universe...
  Let's show the children the greatest class,
  With your strength in battle, unchanging!
  
  Every child is a giant,
  Who twists the stars with his fists...
  O great Darth, you are like God alone,
  And the Almighty will be with us forever!
  
  So know, children, there is power in the world,
  It's bubbling, believe me, like such a stream...
  We will give you the honor of a salute, you know,
  And if necessary, we'll even shock you!
  
  Prayer is courage and success,
  And bow to Vader from the waist up...
  He is a great leader for everyone now,
  And the vile adversary !
  
  Here we are rushing into attack barefoot,
  And we enjoy racing through the snowdrifts...
  'll drag the Fuhrer by force,
  Let's make the king of nightmares a clown!
  
  Darth Vader is ideal and just cool,
  She can cut off everyone's heads with swords...
  And you, knight, are probably very stupid,
  If the Jedi are captivated by fairy tales!
  
  Don't trust someone who wants kindness,
  Since the whole world is given with fists...
  And that's why we are eagle boys,
  Why do we trample evil with our feet so furiously!
  
  Each of us is a child superman,
  Which will break like a shell...
  Where are you going to attack, evil sir?
  The boy will sweep the evil soul off the orc!
  
  We can take big steps,
  Who break the backs of their enemies...
  And a swinging blow - karate legs ,
  And the evil Cain will be destroyed!
  
  We are pioneers - that means the steel of the blade,
  And we even chop thick iron...
  After all, our power, believe me, is great,
  We are capable of doing useful things!
  
  We will build a reactor, you all know,
  And we will launch thermoquark synthesis...
  And there will be happiness for people on Earth,
  Not knowing sorrow or gloomy sadness!
  
  In us children, the heart of Vader beats,
  It actually gives commands...
  Let us raise a sharp sword and a strong shield,
  And if necessary, we'll rip out the orc's tonsils!
  
  May the boy not bend before the enemy,
  He's a great guy, just know, he'll show you...
  So that the person here is not a fool ,
  Don't get your face covered in soot!
  
  You are a pioneer, you know, a hero,
  Great, strong, although still a boy...
  Koschey of evil, bald head,
  And that's good, not too good yet!
  
  When Vader gives the command,
  The regiments are desperately going on the attack...
  Or maybe consider it the other way around,
  When the orcs roast the prisoners' heels!
  
  There is a war going on in the universe, I know, the whole one,
  The hyperplasma whirlwind and fires are blazing...
  But you are an eagle, not a weak sparrow,
  You hit really hard!
  
  This is how good the world is,
  We will do any job well...
  And the woodpecker is clearly hammering away at the chisels,
  The crow's cage has already been prepared!
  
  Fight for the cause of the right, boy ,
  The meaning is this: in the name of communism...
  Fly, feathered one, without pause, upward,
  Believe me, orcishism will break our backs!
  
  Darth Vader will become our new king,
  Who, if necessary, will judge...
  And we will kill the bald Fuhrer,
  Let the Gods of light be judges of the evil !
  
  There will be boys in the attack, believe me,
  They are so formidable, dashing...
  And somewhere a shaggy beast howls angrily,
  And bare feet trudge through the snowdrifts!
  
  We are boys and girls fighters,
  Serving an idea for years is no obstacle...
  Although Vader is old enough to be our father,
  But the Sith spews streams of laughter!
  
  We, too, are eternally young at heart,
  Let us also be immortal in body...
  O Vader, this is my God Almighty,
  Who proved that he is powerful in deed!
  
  We are children - that means we are the strongest,
  And the body will, I believe, be forever young...
  Trampled, the furious villain will become,
  And we, believe me, will show you a miracle too!
  
  God does not allow the Jedi to win,
  Fighters of the great dark light force...
  Boy, it's just a bear,
  He will simply drive the orcs into their graves!
  
  So I will tell you, fighting fiercely,
  The enemy will not bring the terrible to his knees...
  Darth Vader is the eternal prince over the planet,
  In all, believe me, in the light of generations!
  
  But when the universe rings,
  And the sun will shine seven times brighter...
  The Jedi are awaiting capture and defeat,
  And life will become even sweeter than honey!
  
  We children will definitely win,
  The space saga will be bright...
  Darth Vader of glorious power cherub,
  It will bring us immortality and gifts!
  
  So, boy, you work hard,
  And build a reactor where quarks merge...
  And then there will be glorious communism,
  Great, endless sweet life!
  This is how the children who went into voluntary slavery sang with great enthusiasm. But they felt like kings. And everything looked extremely cool and magnificent. This is how the work goes.
  And the four completed their meditation.
  Darth-Vaska asked his partners:
  - Well? Did you feel the strength within you?
  Seryozhka giggled and replied:
  - My strength, my fist - let fear rule the universe!
  Maria noted:
  - I also feel quite considerable powers awakened in me. And they are literally seething like a stream. Filling me literally to the brim. The girl is quite ready for great feats!
  Leonida confirmed, nodding her copper-red head vigorously:
  - Yes, we are ready to ride the chronowave. And control time.
  The Sith boy remarked wittily:
  God of great infinite power,
  He entrusted Adam with the task of governing the entire universe...
  So that it will be brothers forever,
  It must be suppressed and trampled upon!
  Seryozhka laughed and noted:
  - You couldn't have said it better than "great!"
  Maria giggled and cooed:
  - Victory awaits, victory awaits those who are eager to break the shackles! Victory awaits, victory awaits, we will be able to conquer the evil world!
  Leonida noted, winking at her vis-à-vis:
  - Yes, we will be able to conquer the world. But what is good and what is evil? These are relative concepts!
  Vaska-Dart answered with a smile that was both sweet and nightmarish at the same time:
  - Everything in the universe is relative, and God is not an angel, and the Devil is not the devil! In the same way, the dark side of the force is not evil. I would even say that the word dark is a convention. In fact, this is not quite an accurate definition. Rather, it was invented by the Jedi to attract more supporters and show that they are on the side of light.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - But we killed people, and you too, oh great one!
  The Sith boy clarified:
  - I didn't kill them, I freed their souls from their bodies. And believe me, that's not the same thing !
  Maria nodded and noted:
  - Yes, there is no good without evil and no evil without good!
  Leonida confirmed:
  - Even in the Bible, the Lord God kills millions of people and allows only eight to escape. Moreover, when people try to cling to Noah's Ark, an angel, on God's orders, throws people off. Is n't that genocide?
  Seryozhka answered with a sweet smile:
  - Yes, that's true. We were told about this in atheism classes, how cruel and unjust God is, and that Christians believe in a monster!
  Vaska-Dart chuckled and noted:
  - You see how good and evil are relative ! So what else is there to say? Will you deny it?
  Maria noted:
  - If I got into the jam that my grandmother hid, then it would be pleasant for me, but unpleasant for my grandmother. So the act would be very relative. Just like studying at school.
  Seryozhka asked:
  - Can I make my grandmother look young?
  Vaska-Dart nodded:
  - If you have learned everything correctly in the dark side of the force, then you can! Although it is a difficult feat, not to mention moving objects with your gaze, or even flying!
  Maria noted:
  - If we rejuvenate our grandparents, it will be a great joy for them, and they will probably be overjoyed!
  Leonida nodded:
  - This, I think, is truly good!
  Seryozhka noted with a smile:
  - This is good and not at all relative. But one could say, absolute.
  Maria chirped:
  Angels of goodness, two white wings,
  Two white wings over the world!
  Leonida nodded and chirped:
  There is heat and snowfall in the world,
  The world is both poor and rich...
  And now any Creator,
  The stars are aligned!
  Helicopters are buzzing in the sky again. And the USSR army is preparing another attack.
  Vaska-Dart nodded to Seryozhka:
  - You are a man and also a count, it is up to you to start!
  The vampire boy confirmed:
  - Yes, Your Majesty!
  The Sith boy nodded and added:
  - Try to give the command not with your mind. If it could be done with your mind, then everything would be too simple. A special kind of strength is needed here.
  Maria giggled and noted, clicking her bare toes on the girl's foot and chirping:
  - Yes, in that case, all the old ladies would grow younger from a mental command. And it would be extremely simple.
  Leonida giggled and noted:
  - Or grow ten fingers on your hand. And for musicians, that's really cool !
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - And such abilities can be given by knowledge of the force. And that the dark side opens up such fantastic possibilities that growing two dozen fingers is not a problem.
  Seryozhka, baring his baby teeth, sang:
  I can, with a skillful hand,
  To get the moon from the sky...
  I'll make an elephant out of a molehill,
  I won't blink an eye!
  Maria smiled and chirped:
  That it is impossible to curb a person,
  His desire to become God, all-powerful at once...
  So that in the universe, like the mighty throne of the Earth,
  Dominates over all that was!
  Leonida giggled and chirped:
  - Yes, the throne and power are what you are focusing on.
  Vaska-Dart muttered:
  - All three of you, mentally direct a flow of energy in your palms to the nearest helicopter, and make the pilots boys.
  Maria giggled and noted:
  - What if I like older men better?
  The Sith boy smiled and moved his index finger. A bright flame flared up under the bare soles of the golden-haired girl. The red flame licked the child's heel predatorily.
  Maria screamed and flew higher.
  Vaska-Dart growled:
  - Are you going to argue with the emperor?
  Maria made a face and chirped:
  - Sorry, Your Majesty!
  The Sith boy chuckled:
  - I can forgive, but... You are setting a bad example for the rest of my subjects. That's why you will walk around in handcuffs and shackles for a week.
  Vaska-Dart snapped his thumb and index finger on his right hand. And titanium bracelets with a strong chain instantly appeared on the bare feet of the beautiful girl Maria. And on her hands there were also handcuffs, though they sparkled with gold.
  Seryozhka noted:
  - Not a bad outfit at all!
  Vaska-Dart said sullenly:
  - It won't hurt to cast a spell! But if you continue to rage, I'll send lightning bolts of power through you, and it will be very painful!
  Leonida noted:
  - You, great ruler!
  Maria bowed and chirped:
  - Thank you for the lesson! I will be faithful to you, oh great and wise ruler!
  Seryozhka noted:
  - Well, let's all try to change the time together. The helicopter is waiting for us!
  Two girls and a boy froze in the air. They put their palms forward and sang together:
  Turn the key,
  The course of time will shift...
  New youth come,
  Years of love ahead!
  . CHAPTER #12.
  The helicopter, hovering in the air, suddenly froze. And then it began to change its color. The titanium that covered it began to be covered with gold leaf. And the machine with the propeller began to sparkle with a bright, yellow color.
  Maria chirped:
  - Look what a beautiful little helicopter it has become!
  Leonida agreed:
  - Simply magnificent!
  Seryozhka noted with a sweet, childish smile:
  - Yes, this aesthetic is cool!
  Vaska-Dart grinned and noted:
  - Here's another effect that manifests itself. It's curious! It turns out that you can turn steel into gold without the philosopher's stone!
  Maria chirped:
  Gold, gold falls from the sky,
  Gold, gold is our planet...
  Our efforts were not in vain,
  Let the golden seas flow!
  Leonida nodded and noted:
  - It will be extremely good if steel is made golden!
  Seryozhka objected:
  - Gold is too soft and easily fusible metal. In this regard, it is not at all optimal for construction work and the next erected lines.
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - Well, you still have to learn to manage time. And it's much more humane to turn an adult into a child than to kill him.
  Maria shook the shackles that bound the bare feet of a very beautiful girl and noted:
  - You can't argue with that, oh great one !
  Infantry units began to appear on land. In this case, these were regiments of reservists. That is, soldiers who were about thirty years old, and they did not look young or particularly handsome. Maria thought: well, to hell with you!
  And the vampire girl made passes with her hands. A wave passed through the air. And then raindrops began to pound.
  Seryozhka, that vampire boy, also stamped his bare feet and spun around .
  Leonida added in a chant:
  Where does childhood go?
  To which cities...
  And how can we find a remedy,
  To get there again!
  Seryozhka picked up, spewing out streams of strength and previously unheard of energy:
  mighty Darth knows ,
  The Great Dark Sith...
  He disperses the clouds,
  The Jedi will win!
  Maria picked up with great delight, stamping her bare feet:
  In both winter and summer -
  Expect unprecedented miracles...
  Adults to answer -
  Our honor!
  Come back youth,
  And barefoot through puddles...
  A breeze blew -
  Let's run far away!
  And indeed, the effect of magic and songs worked. And grown men began to shrink in size right before our eyes and turn into boys. And it looked very cool . The military uniforms slipped off the boys, and they became almost naked. Hastily covering their hips with rags. Numerous boys were confused. Tanks stopped, and newly baked children painted them. And it looked extremely funny, and in its own way amusing.
  That's how many children there were. Several thousand boys, half-naked, barefoot, looking about twelve years old, blinking in confusion.
  Vaska-Dart took off into the air... The helicopters of the USSR army landed in fear. More precisely, they already had children's crews.
  For an entire army of boys, there were only a couple of girls. And what, the USSR is not Israel, where women serve in the army equally with men. No, in the Soviet empire, the stronger sex is usually in the army and pulls the strap.
  So there turned out to be a lot of boys.
  Darth Vaska ordered:
  - Line up! Come on, quickly! I am your commander now!
  And the boys obediently lined up. They, having suddenly become younger, had not forgotten how to march. On the one hand, they retained their adult memory, but on the other, their personality had undergone some changes. And now the boys obeyed the same boy they had become. And this, I must say, was very cool .
  The children marched barefoot.
  Seryozhka commanded aggressively:
  -Come on guys, let's line up and start singing!
  And the newly-minted pioneers, they even hung red rags around their necks, took up and began to sing:
  There is both sorrow and good fortune in the world,
  Fate and destiny cast their nets!
  Sometimes Pallada, like a nag ,
    Sad and dull years!
    
  The drunkard measures the bottom of the glasses,
  Wants to drown out his mental pain!
  He thinks, hot delirium of fogs,
  Maybe you can gild your wallet!
    
  I'm a kid , still very green,
  Life is as transparent as the sea surface!
  Head over heels in love with the Fatherland,
  Remember Russia in song!
    
  Life is like horses jumping on a carousel,
  Every moment is like water!
  Let the enemies go blind,
  May the soldier of labor triumph!
    
  Be a worker and a peasant at the same time,
  He took the hammer in his hands and began to work himself!
  It's heavy and the sun is scorching hot,
  The pioneer was completely exhausted and tired!
    
  But I work not just for someone else,
  I'm used to the red team!
  all the scum into the swamp,
  Our Russian language is strong in words!
    
  Hands get stronger quickly from work,
  You are no longer a boy - a pioneer!
  So that the country flourishes under a clear sky,
  Set an example in your efforts!
    
  So he was sent to the front as a volunteer,
  And he went through the whole war to the end!
  The young man became the Komsomol leader,
  The Lord inspired the heart to fight!
    
  And then the bride, the wedding, the joy,
  Children's laughter is heard in the house!
  Science will win, I believe, old age,
  Glory and success will be eternal!
  That's how great and beautifully the boy soldiers sang. A good half of the division submitted to the black lord.
  Vaska-Dart said with a predatory smile:
  - You see what we are capable of! So the dark side of the force opens up such abilities and incredible possibilities that Master Yoda would hang himself from envy that such a thing is a reality!
  Seryozhka exclaimed, flying higher:
  Whatever you want, you will get one,
  Whatever you want, because you are the Lord...
  And you walk confidently, not remembering those,
  On whose shattered dreams you built your success!
  Maria nodded and, shaking her chains, said:
  -Yes, it's really great ! We conquer armies without killing.
  Vaska-Dart responded , singing in his ringing voice:
  Even magic needs a sharp sword with an arrow,
  more blood on this evil fate...
  Kill, kill, then the world will be yours,
  And the entire race on Earth will fall to its knees!
  And the Sith boy, how he laughs. In fact , he is more of a funny boy than a scary one. But he really does have a colossal hidden power! More precisely, it is not even hidden , but rather actively manifests itself. And here, as they say, you can"t argue with that .
  Thousands of boys in loincloths joined the rest of the boys building the thermoquark and hypernuclear reactor, their bare feet stamping, their heels slightly dusty, flashing.
  A considerable army was already visible.
  And, of course, the boys put on red rags, because they are now pioneers too. And they returned to childhood again. Which is very cool .
  Seryozhka nodded:
  - In the new world, everyone will be equal. And everyone will be in childhood.
  Maria nodded and noted:
  - It will be a wonderful world of great opportunities. A kind of real communism.
  Leonida chirped with a smile:
  The greatness of the Sith was recognized by the planet,
  The Jedi are defeated by the power of swords...
  We are loved and appreciated by all nations of the world,
  We'll put the rest to the use of executioners!
  The children circled like moths in the evening air. And it looked very cute. Although Vaska-Darth was the embodiment of evil. In particular, he remembered the battle with Count Duko's troops. Then he was Anakin Skywalker, not Darth Vader. But cruelty already lived in him.
  And then he killed one of the boys of the human race. The teenager looked to be about fourteen years old, and he was an aggressive warrior. A hybrid of turtles and a cockroach came up to him and burned the bare, round heel of the dead boy with a white- hot dagger. The young body trembled and fell silent.
  And then Anakin, instead of disgust, felt a pleasant excitement. When bare, beautiful feet are hot, it's somehow cool. No wonder Palpatine appreciated his attraction to darkness. And it really showed.
  For example, Anakin really liked torture, especially of beautiful girls. And especially when you break the toes of beauties on their bare feet. And when you fry their heels, it smells like tender lamb meat. That's what caresses the nostrils.
  Yes, he was created and conceived from Magochlorians. And this is truly an incredible and simply immeasurable gift of the Sith and ability in the force.
  Darth-Vaska looked at the vampire children. He wondered if they would want to take power themselves and destroy their emperor?
  Darth Vader himself had such an idea - to unite with his son Luke Skywalker, finish off Palpatine, and rule the galaxy themselves, and then, perhaps, the universe.
  But Luke Skywalker is a fool. And indeed, he did not understand much in this world. Some kind of eternal childhood in his head. Moreover, children are usually evil, aggressive, although at the same time cheerful and happy. And Luke, you can"t understand him.
  Why was he so carried away by the ideas of democracy? Moreover, democracy is an illusion. In fact, there was a republic - a formal democracy. So what's the point?
  There was mafia and slavery in this republic. And people were killed. And Emperor Palpatine strove for order. In an electoral democracy, power actually belongs to the moneybags. And in a dictatorship, financiers have their privileges and power. But still... It is possible to concentrate efforts for a great goal, and not scatter them in the pockets of crooks and thieves.
  Here Palpatine managed to create the strongest army of starships, and began to do something for the empire. Even if his actions were ambiguous. But the empire rose. And if not for the rebels, there would have been expansion into other worlds. Thermopreon synthesis was already being mastered, which should have given simply incredible and amazing opportunities. And then conquests beyond the galaxy were expected.
  Seryozhka took one of the girls who was working and set her on fire with lightning. She squealed and began to move even more energetically.
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - Although, it seems like we have nowhere to rush, it wouldn"t hurt to hurry!
  Maria shook her chains and squealed:
  - You are, as always, right, lord!
  Leonida did a somersault in the air and chirped:
  - A moment in war gives victory for centuries!
  Vaska-Dart nodded:
  - Well said! Well, maybe in this case you will sing, so that there will be more cheerfulness and energy, and the charm of strength!
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  The boy sees a powerful tank in his dreams,
  He understands that the "Limousine" is not going to work...
  The layout learned from birth,
  He who is defeated humbly pays tribute!
  Vaska-Dart nodded vigorously:
  - So sing, gentlemen! And let the other pioneers join in!
  Seryozhka took it and sang with feeling and expression:
  War is certainly pain,
  The storm of destruction has opened!
  But the conclusion is right on target,
  That you need to get used to deprivation!
    
  When you are always full and drunk,
  You can't comprehend suffering!
  You are not a man, but a boy ,
  When you are afraid of the test!
    
  And the party calls for that,
  Work hard, even if you sweat!
  And imitate Christ in everything,
  Don't be Judas Iscariot!
    
  Of course, turn the other cheek,
  A disgrace to the glory of communism!
  Learn to kill scumbags ,
  To crush the hordes of fascism!
    
  Christ said: I brought the sword,
  May Rus' prosper forever!
  It is our duty to protect our holy Motherland,
  So that the Fatherland becomes stronger!
    
  But this requires that,
  To drive self-interest out of the heart!
  The Nazi is coming - kill him,
  Don't let the bastard look around!
    
  Don't ask for forgiveness, Fuhrer,
  And it's too late to crawl on your knees,
  my soul anymore ,
  The reprisal will be terrible, menacing!
    
  Dartsiya, you are a holy mother,
  It's a dream to die for you!
  Give every drop of blood,
  My native country, God's light!
  And the pioneers picked it up in unison, singing with great energy in their ringing voices.
  Vaska-Dart nodded approvingly:
  - Now you are singing just as you should! And I like it! Although the question is, who is God?
  Maria shook her golden hair and sang:
  My God, it's You, it's You,
  I meet you everywhere ...
  When I pick flowers in passing,
  And I respond to someone's bow!
  Seryozhka objected in a stern tone:
  - No, my dear Maria, it won't work that way. We, titled persons, shouldn't respond to anyone's bow!
  Vaska-Dart nodded:
  - That's right! Everyone needs to maintain subordination with you, the chosen ones!
  And the Sith boy roared:
  Fear and repent, enemy of the Lord,
  You will be cast straight into hell...
  I am Darth, king of the great underworld,
  I have a talent for creating evil!
  The three vampire children clapped their hands together with feeling and energy.
  Seryozhka noted:
  War is the air for the lungs,
  War is the sun for grains!
  Let the path ahead be difficult,
  The enemies will be beaten - dogs!
  Darth-Vaska approved:
  - Good song! It has a lot of sounds for a black soul,
  Maria smiled and replied:
  - But for some reason it seems to me that you are bringing goodness!
  Leonida chirped:
  The petal of a flower is fragile,
  If it was torn off a long time ago...
  Even though the world around us is cruel,
  I want to do good!
  Seryozhka picked up with a smile:
  The child's thoughts are honest -
  Bring the light to mind...
  Although we are pure as children,
  There will be darkness of aggression!
  And the boy laughed very loudly. And the boy just took it and spat.
  A bubble flew out of the young vampire's mouth, which grew and turned into a large, transparent sphere. And everything in it shimmered, and sparks jumped, as if in some kind of lightning redistribution.
  Maria pointed her finger in his direction and noted:
  - What? You could say it's beautiful!
  Leonida laughed and replied:
  - Beautiful, it's a relative concept. Although, for example, flowers, especially if fresh, are very beautiful!
  The girl with golden hair asked:
  - And the boys? Are they handsome?
  The red-haired girl nodded with a smile:
  - They are different! But basically, in most cases, beautiful !
  Seryozhka said seriously:
  - But old people are definitely ugly. And how is it even possible that such wretchedness exists! It's truly a disgrace to humanity!
  Maria asked with a sweet smile:
  - And who is to blame for this?
  The vampire boy shrugged and answered uncertainly:
  - I don't know! You could say God, but we pioneers teach that there is no God, and even less so the devil. So it's hard to give a definitive answer here.
  Vaska-Dart took it and jokingly sang:
  Stop arguing and arguing,
  God is like this or not like that...
  We should build something,
  From what's at hand!
  Creating continents,
  It's time to flood the cities...
  There will be different moments,
  You were a hunter, now you will become the game!
  And the Sith boy took Leonida by the nose with his bare fingers . The girl howled in pain and chirped:
  - Oh great one, you are tearing off my nose!
  Darth-Vaska growled:
  - Be patient, goat, or you'll be a slave!
  Maria laughed and noted, baring her teeth:
  - It will be very good, the greatest of the greatest !
  The Sith boy laughed and replied:
  - More like quasar! Or hyperquasar! Okay, kids, better get up and sing!
  Seryozhka remarked with a grin:
  - We actually have some kind of matinee here for middle school age children.
  Vaska-Dart roared with fury:
  - Are you unhappy?
  The vampire boy answered decisively:
  Soldier, always healthy,
  Soldier, ready for anything...
  We will fly to the stars,
  Darth Vader Master!
  Leonida felt the boy-terminator's toes let go of her girlish nose. Although a considerable plum had swelled.
  After which, the girl answered with pathos:
  We'll say it once, we'll say it twice,
  And we will repeat it word for word...
  We love you from the bottom of our hearts,
  Darth God thank you!
  Vaska-Sith nodded with a smile:
  - This is quasar! Especially the word God! I think you will consider me your Supreme Being.
  Seryozhka bowed and answered:
  - And we already consider you the Almighty God!
  Maria bowed and chirped:
  My God, how beautiful and pure you are,
  I believe that your rightness is infinite...
  You opened the world to people, believe me, the life of light,
  And now you will burn in my heart forever!
  Vaska-Dart ordered:
  - Sing!
  And the vampire children sang again with expression and feeling:
  The country of advice - you can't find anything better,
  In it, everyone is well-fed, there is enough work for everyone!
  Even though we are all no more than twenty,
  But we understand the many problems!
    
  Being a pioneer is not easy,
  You must be brave, you must be smart!
  Shoot the target accurately, to hell with milk,
  A severe retribution awaits for a miss!
    
  When a fascist, waving an axe,
  Came to destroy my Dartsiya!
  He wants to take possession of people with good,
  May tears water the Russian land!
    
  So the young warrior took the slingshot at once,
  He understands that Hitler is a bastard!
  And even though there are many fascists, like a wave,
  We will kill them, God help us!
    
  The boy needs to get a machine gun,
  it away from the enemy !
  Now let us erupt into a waterfall of death,
  will remain of the bastards !
    
  And for me the great Vader is God,
  He gave hope for immortality!
  Our emperor named us,
  That city, the fortitude of souls, of course believe!
    
  To be a pioneer means to live,
  Shoot the fascists, accurately from ambush!
  And do not break the thread of fate-Pallas,
  At least the boys are happy to die in battle!
    
  It won't become something dear to us,
  Comfort, peace and dreams until lunch!
  And the work that became my calling,
  You can't dump work on your neighbor!
    
  Wars and production are everything,
  Let's unite the Vaderadas into one!
  And so that a satisfying life comes,
  We must fight bravely for our Motherland!
    
  No one will force us to betray Russia,
  No torture, no promises of capital!
  My homeland is like a gentle mother to me,
  Although the horde tormented her so cruelly!
    
  Now the boy has a machine gun in his hands,
  He shoots it right into the forehead!
  In response, the enemy spews vile obscenities,
  And falls to the ground like a bean!
    
  Victory is close, fascism will be beaten,
  He cannot defeat what destroys!
  A happy holiday will come - communism,
  We will be better off than in the biblical paradise!
  And the other pioneers sang along energetically. Their voices were so clear and full of enchanting sounds.
  But Vaska-Dart was still dissatisfied:
  - Communism is not exactly what we want to build. And as for fascism, do you even know what it is?
  Seryozhka answered confidently:
  - The word fascism comes from the French word fascina, which means a bundle!
  Vaska-Dart nodded and noted:
  - Any totalitarianism is essentially fascism. So contrasting communism and fascism is like contrasting a tiger and a lion. Yes, they are different, but both are predators!
  Seryozhka laughed and answered:
  - We do not delve into such subtleties , oh great one ! For us, you are the emperor of emperors and the king of kings!
  Maria chirped:
  - Glory to Emperor Darth Vader! Glory to the greatest of the greatest!
  Leonida confirmed:
  - And your greatest glory!
  Darth Vader got excited and started spouting aphorisms;
  Politics is full of foxes and wolves, sometimes even lions, but it's pure swinishness that rules the roost !
  Politician uses expensive cologne to hide the smell of a goat and to act like a pig under the guise of luxury perfume!
  The politician tries to pass off his grunting as the trill of a nightingale, and the stench of a goat as the scent of a rose, but verbal chaff cannot hide his swinishness!
  The king wants to have a servant with the loyalty of a dog, but mangy dogs often play dirty tricks on their subjects!
  The politician dreams of the lion's throne, but is unable to step away from the trough without causing trouble for the voters!
  Not every politician speaks Cicero, not everyone will receive Caesar's throne, but anyone can betray like Brutus!
  A politician who has not reached the level of Cicero's gift, a failed Caesar, and even the role of Brutus, succeeding only in meanness!
  A politician is that kind of nightingale whose song does not caress the ears, but hits the brain!
  A woman's favorite instrument is the flute, a man's favorite instrument is the drum, and a politician's favorite instrument is a hammer for beating out brains!
  The politician takes off his hat to make it easier to nag voters!
  A politician is ready, in order to put on a crown, to take off not only his own hat, but also to blow off the heads of all voters!
  The politician has the polite speech of a nightingale, often combined with a desire to put a spanner in the works!
  A politician, emptying the pockets of voters so that the emptiness is not so noticeable, is playing a serious dirty trick!
  How hard it is to carry a pig in an empty pocket!
  A politician is a pig that would be nice to skin, but to get lard, piggishness alone is not enough!
  In politics, the action itself is subtraction and division; if anything is added to the voters, it"s only a pig in their pocket!
  You can't get drunk on honey from the lips of a politician, you can't get full from a pig planted in your pocket!
  the pig that a politician puts in his pocket, and you can't make a drink from the sweet honey of a politician's speeches!
  The less weight a politician has, the more he screws over voters!
  A politician is a big pig, but he gains real weight when he is combined with a fox!
  A politician is not always as bloodthirsty as a crocodile and as lustful as a cat, but he will definitely make a mess , even if he is a lamb at heart!
  The politician promises to fill the refrigerators with food, but the voter gets nothing but pork!
  A politician is a cook whose menu includes: noodles on the ears, a hole from a donut, birch porridge, soup with a cat, and pork slipped into a pocket!
  If you don't want a politician to leave you with nothing, hit him on the snout!
  A politician, being a pig, has a snout and sells out the voter for a pittance !
  The politician wants the dictator's throne, but he himself behaves under the dictation of the fox-prompter, and cannot outplay the skilled actor!
  A politician often changes suits, even more often masks, but his hands remain dirty and he cannot hide his pig's snout and fox's tail from voters!
  A politician is a fox who puts on sheep's clothing, hides wolf fangs and donkey ears, sings like a nightingale, and makes a lot of pigs !
  The politician considers himself a very wise owl, but in reality, he and she only have in common that they have poor vision in the dark and poke into the trunks of oak voters!
  The dictator is a ferocious boar, he makes a big mess , but the cunning fox will let him go to barbecue!
  The dictator thinks of himself as a lion, but he is cunning like a fox and behaves like a pig, spewing verbal diarrhea!
  A dictator is a fox who plays pigs with a lion's scope and screws up the empire!
  The goal of a politician is to become a dictator, to make a pig out of himself while sitting on the throne, but such a boar will be turned into lard and eaten alive by hungry dogs, unless the politician turns into a fox!
  A politician does not have to be Cicero and Spinoza to be successful, but he must master the techniques of Judas and Brutus!
  A politician claims to be the Lord God, using the methods of Judas and crucifying voters, collecting silver coins in his pocket!
  A politician is a pig who, unlike an animal, grunts sweetly and disguises bad smells with expensive perfume, but is much more of a pig !
  The dictator likes to cast his profile as a marshal in bronze, but his glory will melt away like a tin soldier in a fireplace!
  A politician promises alms to everyone, but gives a stone in the hand of a beggar and a pig in the pocket of a voter!
  The politician is a pocket pig himself, and he puts a pig in the voter"s pocket!
  shits most at his own trough!
  The dictator has weight on the throne, and the wolf in sheep's clothing succeeds in robbery!
  A dictator, like any politician, most often uses a long tongue to strangle, but for good deeds he has short hands!
  The politician, like the chameleon, camouflages himself to the terrain and has a long, sticky tongue, but his prey is not always the size of a fly, but usually has the intelligence of an insect!
  A politician, like a cobra, is poisonous, like a boa constrictor he strives to swallow everyone whole at once, like an eel he is cunning and dodgy, but he crawls into any hole, always a pig !
  The politician claims to be a lion, but always with petty and piggish habits!
  With the strength of a lion and the intelligence of a fox, the empire will be born again!
  The dictator loves to bully in order to work the voters hard and really screw them over !
  A politician sometimes likes to drink bitter vodka, but streams of drunken eloquence do not make life sweeter!
  Prostitutes are not allowed into decent houses, but a political prostitute will make her way everywhere!
  If you elected a pig as your ruler, don"t be surprised that the people were allowed to have a barbecue!
  If you believed the fiery speeches of a pig-bashing politician, you'll be roasted for shashlik!
  In the fiery speeches of the dictator, the voter burns like a moth!
  You won't warm your house or light a fire with the fiery speeches of a politician, but you will get burned and lose three skins!
  The more fire there is in a politician's speech, the more the blood runs cold with horror!
  A politician's fiery speech in battle will not replace a flamethrower, but the hearts of not only enemies will grow cold with melancholy!
  The politician spews fiery speeches like a dragon, but unlike the fairy-tale monster, his head does not cook for seven!
  A dictator is a dragon, only he doesn"t have seven heads, but a million masks!
  The army is for the people, not the people for the army!
  The politician dreams of fighting, but he only knows how to trade in trophies, and not his own, but imported ones!
  The politician wants to command everyone like a lion, but only gets to do dirty tricks to some people like a pig!
  The politician promises everyone free cheese in a mousetrap and free meat in the form of a slipped pig!
  Free products from politicians are noodles on the ears, cheese with mousetrap , soup with a cat, a hole from a donut, birch porridge, cabbage soup with a bast shoe, and third-freshness pork slipped to you!
  Why do voters so often vote for a pig in a poke? Because they expect that the feline wo n't be a pig!
  Better to choose a pig in a poke than a pig in sheep's clothing!
  Until a politician becomes a ruler, he is a pig in a poke; having received power, he turns into a wolf in sheep's clothing, and at the same time he acts like a pig !
  It"s not the worst thing when a ruler is a wolf in sheep"s clothing, it"s worse when he"s a complete idiot in mind, but has the habits of a pig!
  The ruler must be flexible like a snake, but not turn into a boa constrictor for the people!
  A ruler must be as wise as a raven, as eloquent as a nightingale, as sharp-eyed as a hawk, but the stupidity of a woodpecker turns his subjects into communal hens!
  A ruler must be as brave as a falcon, but at the same time, a seasoned sparrow, so as not to become a roasted rooster!
  If a politician costs his opponents a mousetrap to get to the throne, then the voter will only get soup with a cat from him!
  Politicians put on clean suits so that it is easier to throw mud at their opponents and play dirty tricks!
  A politician is a typical pig in a clean suit and sprayed with expensive perfume!
  A dictator is a kind of dragon that changes masks all the time, and in one head there is enough meanness for seven!
  One man is not a warrior in the field, even if he is a dictator three times over, but for a tyrant, the environment is like acorns for a pig, he will eat them or sell them for rubles!
  Not everyone who wears a skirt is a woman, not everyone who wears pants is a man, but everyone who has reached the throne is a cunning fox who has played a big dirty trick on his opponents!
  A woman, selling her body, offers physical pleasure; a politician, selling voters' votes, foists spiritual poverty on them!
  A politician is the most cunning salesman, his goods are always expired and stale, but on the other hand, they are not worth a dime, and are painted with mountains of gold!
  A soldier may be a naive deer, but he will never become a cowardly hare unless he is set up by a pig politician!
  A soldier can very well rise to the rank of an eagle if the political pig does not lower him to the rank of a goose!
  Pigs-politicians are not comrades of soldiers, especially if they are of the falcon breed!
  A soldier who dies on the battlefield does not die forever , his soul is in immortal glory, a politician who sends a warrior to his death is a dead man while alive, since pigs do not have souls!
  Politicians control the army, trying to roar like lions, but in reality all that is heard is the barking of dogs and the grunting of pigs!
  Often a soldier risks his head for the pig snouts of politicians, which are not worth a penny!
  A soldier can be a good goose, while remaining an eagle, and a politician a virtuoso fox, with the essence of a pig!
  A soldier, although sometimes a goose, constantly has feathers flying off him, and a politician acts like a pig , but it"s like water off a duck"s back!
  A soldier works like a horse, but sometimes a general just gets rowdy!
  In war, the soldiers die the most - not all of them are noble, but all of them are heroes, and the politicians reap the fruits - not all of them are smart, but all of them are scoundrels!
  A soldier is a fighting cock from which feathers fly, and a politician is an empty-mouthed magpie emitting verbal diarrhea!
  A soldier has no time to wash, but he smells of nobility, but a politician, no matter how much he bathes, smells like a goat and verbal diarrhea!
  A soldier polishes his boots, and a politician washes his hands of his dirty deeds!
  A soldier receives awards for his exploits very rarely, but a politician constantly plays dirty tricks on his soldiers!
  Vaska-Dart spoke very cleverly and quickly. And here one can no longer disagree that the black Sith not only possesses phenomenal, previously comprehensible power, but is also very smart.
  Maria exclaimed:
  - This is truly the greatest genius! The Sith of Siths - the God of Gods!
  Leonida exclaimed:
  - Glory to Darth Vader forever and ever! And it's very beautiful!
  Seryozhka squeaked:
  - You girls are too often fixated on the word beautiful, aren't you?
  Maria sighed and replied:
  beautiful girls ? There is only suffering from that love!
  Leonida noted:
  - If your lover is a handsome young man, then your children will also be beautiful, and we women love everything beautiful! This is our destiny - it cannot be otherwise!
  Vaska-Dart said in a stern tone:
  - I am your destiny! And you must know me as the one and Almighty God!
  Seryozhka noticed with a smile:
  Darth is perfection itself,
  Darth is perfection itself,
  From a smile to a gesture,
  Beyond all praise!
  The vampire girls joined in unison:
  Ah, what bliss,
  Knowing that Darth is perfect,
  Knowing that Darth is perfect,
  Knowing that Darth is perfect!
  After these words, the Sith boy took and sent up a whole fountain of energy. And roses began to fall to the ground. They were bright and smelled strongly, intoxicating the head.
  Vaska-Dart purred:
  - You and I are children of the rain! You and I are children of the rain!
  Seryozhka continued in response:
  -And at the hour of dawn, we are children of summer, children of our native spring!
  The boys looked at each other and again hit their bare heels so hard that sparks of all the colors of the rainbow rained down.
  Vaska-Dart noted:
  - For you, I am both a king and an older brother! It's like a double-edged sword!
  Seryozhka answered with a smile and even sang, spinning like a top:
  Are you my brother or not my brother?
  Are you glad to see me or not?
  You are my family,
  You mean everything to me,
  Let us be one family!
  The Sith boy put his finger to his lips and chanted:
  Traps, snares, ambushes,
  At every step, at every step...
  What a paradox, even for a brother,
  I can't trust!
  Seryozhka tweeted:
  - You can trust me, your majesty, one hundred percent! I will not betray you!
  Vaska-Dart sang in response, circling in the air again and smiling sweetly like a child:
  There is betrayal all around,
  Shame and disgrace are lost...
  Such circumstances,
  That deception has become the norm!
  The vampire boy remarked with a sigh:
  Lie in moderation, respecting honor,
  So as not to be caught at my word...
  After all, there is a saving lie,
  And there are empty lies !
  Maria smiled and noted:
  - You have to trust your friends, oh great one . It's very bad when you have no one to trust.
  Vaska-Dart shook the index finger of his right hand:
  - Trust, but verify!
  Leonida giggled and sang:
  Trust is a good thing,
  When there are friends in the world...
  Here the blizzard spreads powder like snow,
  Snowdrifts around the house!
  And the vampire girl winked at her partner Leonida. The little beauties snapped their fingers, and gold grains poured out of their nails. They fell down, growing in size and turning into coins. They slapped against the concrete covering of the nuclear power plant, and rang.
  Darth Vader looked at this and noted with a very satisfied smile:
  - An amazing phenomenon! It turns out that you can turn part of the energy of the dark side of the force into gold. This is, indeed, an amazing effect!
  Seryozhka was surprised:
  - Are they like gods, creating matter from energy?
  The Sith boy clarified:
  - Quasi-energy! To create a gram of real matter, you need the energy of two atomic bombs dropped on Hiroshima. And only a thermopreon reaction can reproduce this, and even better, a tetrapreon reaction. And so , it is quasi-matter, like that, like matter. - Vaska-Dart noted. - But even an expert would not be able to distinguish such gold from real gold!
  The half-naked children began to be distracted from their work and rushed to grab the coins.
  A couple of girls even, without thinking twice, took them and tried them with their teeth. Which is funny in its own way.
  Vaska-Dart shouted angrily:
  - Enough! In my world, money is not needed!
  And he struck from his fingers and from the children's feet with lightning bolts of power. The gold coins instantly evaporated. And the young workers rushed to work again. Indeed, it was a matter of time before this monster-boy would kill them.
  Seryozhka remarked with a sigh:
  - What a disappointment!
  Vaska-Dart nodded:
  - This is quasi-matter. This gold, having fallen under the discharge, disappears. And in general, it is most likely short-lived. It can disintegrate from a temperature difference, or after some time!
  The vampire boy asked with a smile:
  - Is the human spirit mortal?
  The Sith boy chuckled and replied:
  - To some extent, yes and no ... But in any case, he will outlive the body. Although, for example, there are ways to knock the soul out of the flesh. And move into someone else. It seems that some Sith could do something like that!
  Maria asked with a smile:
  - And where is the soul of the real Vaska Panteleev now?
  Vaska-Dart shrugged:
  - I don't know that yet. But tell me honestly - what is it that interests you?
  The girl with golden hair answered with a smile:
  - And you know, yes ... That boy is also somewhere now, along with his personality and matrix. And it is unknown whether he is happy or suffering.
  The Sith boy grinned and sang:
  Joy, happiness and success,
  It's good for everyone...
  It's better not to anger your heart,
  And you won't be broke!
  And the black lord, who had become a boy, sat down in the lotus position. Before that, he shouted:
  - Don't distract me unnecessarily. I want to see what our enemies are up to.
  And the Sith boy plunged into meditation. First of all, he wanted to use his increased gifts for clairvoyance. In this regard, the Sith had problems. In particular , neither he nor the Emperor could detect the rebel base mentally. Well, now he has special power. And where his main enemies are concentrated is known one hundred percent.
  And so, indeed, Vaska-Dart saw the Kremlin and the underground bunker located underneath it, designed to withstand a direct hit from a nuclear charge.
  Indeed, Mikhail Gorbachev, the General Secretary and, at the same time, the newly elected Chairman of the Supreme Soviet of the USSR, was holding a meeting.
  The KGB Chairman Kryuchkov spoke. He reported that the nuclear power plant had been seized and some engineering work was being done there. But their purpose was still unclear. And most importantly, nothing could be done.
  Mikhail Gorbachev asked sternly:
  - There are rumors that the station has been taken over by children.
  Kryuchkov nodded in agreement:
  - These are not rumors! Indeed, a children's army has gathered there. And they are all barefoot and wearing red ties!
  There was laughter. A voice rang out:
  - Wow, they can't handle the rabble!
  The head of the KGB noted:
  - Several of the children can fly and have simply incredible and phenomenal strength. All our troops can do nothing. In addition, there are reports from satellites that they are turning adult soldiers and officers into children!
  Gorbachev exclaimed:
  - This is impossible!
  Kryuchkov spread his hands:
  - There are photographs and film footage. Indeed, adult soldiers and officers become boys of about twelve years old in appearance, and then obey their commander without question.
  The General Secretary muttered:
  - And who is this commander?
  The head of the KGB responded:
  - A boy. We've already found out his identity - it's Vaska Panteleev. A very ordinary kid , good at his studies, no Cs, but not an A either. So, not a phenomenon at all and not super in sports. A little better than average.
  Gorbachev asked:
  - How old is he?
  Kryuchkov replied with a sigh:
  - Twelve!
  The Secretary General proposed:
  - What if we arrest his parents? Take them, scare them and threaten them with prison, or something worse, so that this phenomenal boy gives himself up?
  A murmur ran through the ranks. Bakatin, who had more liberal views, remarked:
  - And what about the ideals of perestroika, democracy and new thinking, Mikhail Sergeyevich? Blackmailing a child by killing his parents is really mean. Moreover, it is not a fact that it will work. It may even have the opposite effect.
  Shevardnadze, then Minister of Foreign Affairs, proposed:
  - Let me come to this little monster and talk to him. Perhaps his phenomenal and incomprehensible power will be useful to our country!
  Mikhail Gorbachev smiled and asked:
  - Aren't you afraid? You too can become a barefoot boy in shorts!
  Shevardnadze smiled and answered sincerely:
  - And do you know, Mikhail Sergeyevich, that my barefoot childhood was the happiest period of my life. And that I, it seems, am ready to give everything to become younger again, or to become a boy in shorts, whose heels are so pleasantly tickled by the warm gravel!
  The Secretary General nodded:
  - You can try. After all, you have serious diplomatic experience. In the meantime, what other options are there?
  Defense Minister Marshal Yazov proposed:
  - What if we launch a limited nuclear strike?
  Gorbachev exclaimed angrily:
  - Are you crazy? A nuclear strike on a nuclear power plant a hundred kilometers from Moscow? Is Chernobyl not enough for us!
  Kryuchkov noted:
  - We can try an experimental laser weapon if Shevardnadze's mission fails. On the other hand, these are our children and pioneers, maybe they will come to their senses and even serve their country.
  The Secretary General announced:
  - In the meantime, we'll bring up the troops, in addition to ours, there will also be a battalion of elite special forces from Israel, and Bush promised help, together we'll solve the big problem of small children!
  . EPILOGUE
  Vaska Panteleev's soul, of course, did not disappear, leaving the body. The boy's spirit moved through the thickness of space to another world. And it happened almost instantly. The boy felt only a couple of seconds, as if he was being rapidly sucked into a funnel. And then, an extraordinary lightness, when you seem to be flying in a dream. And the bliss of a few more seconds of hovering among multi-colored clouds.
  The boy felt so good that he dreamed that this could last forever.
  But then he felt the body again ... And at that moment the whip hit him. It lashed across the boy"s bare, muscular legs.
  Vaska jumped up. And blinked his eyes. In front of him stood a girl in a white kimono. She was very dark and black-haired, but with European features: either Indian or Arab. You could say she was beautiful and barefoot, her toes were twisting something that looked like a thin metal disk.
  The girl held a sword in one hand and a whip in the other. She growled angrily in a language that Vaska perceived as Russian:
  - Well, newbie, I see that you, like everyone else, are stunned and looking at me with incomprehension?
  The boy looked around. The landscape around was similar to the savannah. Only the cacti were orange. And their needles were purple. Vaska glanced at the sky and whistled, there were as many as four suns: blue, green, red, yellow, and they were scattered all over the sky, which had some incredible, simply crazy color.
  The boy exclaimed:
  - Wow! Is this another world?
  The girl in the kimono nodded and replied:
  - For you another, for us our own !
  It was quite hot.
  Vaska glanced at himself. His body had become more muscular and tanned. More precisely, it was not quite his body. It looked a little older, about fourteen years old, dry, muscular. The boy's bare feet had rough soles and almost did not feel the heat and prickliness of the stones. And here, under four suns, the stones were red-hot.
  The girl nodded:
  - You now have the body of my student Calisto. His soul has also flown out and is fluttering around other worlds. And he can tell you many interesting things later.
  Vaska looked at his dry and sharp muscles, the thick knuckles of his hand and noted:
  - Yes, I feel much stronger than before! It would be nice to go back in such a body and beat the faces of my offenders.
  The girl in the kimono shook her head:
  - No! Calisto trained for many years to get such a body. And you want everything at once.
  The boy shuddered and asked:
  - Is this a dream?
  The girl responded by unexpectedly kicking the boy in the groin with her bare foot. Vaska felt terrible pain, from his groin to the back of his head, and then he caught his breath. The boy fell, silently gasping for air and writhing.
  The karate girl bowed and asked:
  - Well, does it hurt? Does such severe pain happen in dreams?
  Vaska writhed. The girl, slightly taller than the teenage boy, but a great martial artist, had given him a good punch.
  She looked at the boy and noted:
  - The soul influences the body. Your reaction is not that of a hardened fighter, but of an ordinary boy from the Earth of the twentieth century. No, you still have a lot to learn!
  The young teenager, who had recently been a pioneer, gulped air and gurgled:
  - I'm ready, just don't hit me like that.
  The warrior girl, with a smile like a real panther, answered:
  - Don't be afraid! I know how to measure the force of the blow.
  Then the warrior girl's eyebrows moved together and she noted:
  - My name is Liramara, I am your sensei.
  And the girl extended her hand to the boy. He shook it and replied:
  - I am Vasily Panteleev!
  The girl sensei nodded:
  - I know that! Now I have to tell you the following. You must have a mortal duel with four fighters. Moreover, your body is ready for the battle, but your mind is not! Understood?
  Vaska nodded with a smile:
  - Not exactly, but...
  Liramara nodded:
  - Trust the body of a teenage boy, which has undergone many difficult trainings in the past. In addition, there will be old memories. Come on, feel yourself not only as Vaska, an average boy , but also at least a little bit as Calisto, a born warrior.
  And Vaska suddenly felt a rebirth within himself, as if waking up from a dream. It was now both he and not he.
  The boy jumped up cheerfully. And jumped on the spot. Liramara nodded to him:
  - It's time, you're completely healthy!
  Vaska followed the girl. She had already managed to change. She was wearing a smart dress above the knees, and jewelry. Diamond earrings were shining in her ears. And in her purple-black hair were precious hairpins. And in general, a lot of beauty and charm! At the same time , the girl remained barefoot, which looked not quite natural in the princess's outfit.
  Vaska was wearing shorts, his skin had become darker, and the layer of fat was thinner, his muscles were more prominent and his veins stood out. His hair was white, slightly golden. When the boy looked into the bronze that sparkled in the sun, which reflected like a mirror, he saw himself.
  Yes, he became more handsome, his abs showed through like tiles. And his body changed so quickly. Yes, miracles really do happen here.
  He's a boy, but a really cool one.
  The girl sensei poked Vaska in the muscular chest with her finger and nodded with a satisfied look:
  - A young gladiator doesn't need any other clothes than shorts. It will help you move better. But you'll have to fight with swords ... And you have almost no experience.
  Vaska noted with a smile:
  - We boys often fenced with sticks, I even had a friend who practiced with a rapier, and she showed me a couple of techniques. I hope I won't fall flat on my face!
  The girl sensei smiled widely and said:
  - That's the smartest thing that could have been done. A couple of tricks, and the boys are fighting with sticks!
  Vaska spread his arms in confusion and remarked:
  - It wasn't my idea.
  Liramara waved her muscular hand:
  - Okay! Let's fly, otherwise Emperor Fladiolus will definitely not agree to you fighting!
  She took the boy by the hand and led him to the mirror. The boy looked there and felt something strange.
  The sensei girl read the spell and, still holding Vaska's hand, stepped into the mirror. The boy slid in as if into water. And plunged into something warm.
  It's like you're in fresh milk.
  The girl pulled him along, and a few moments later they found themselves in the very center of the stadium. A real Colosseum was raging around them. Huge , filled with a variety of people. Mostly these were types similar to people, but a keen eye could distinguish eternally young elves with pointed ears, squat bearded gnomes, big-nosed trolls, and many other creatures from different worlds.
  Vaska felt confused and embarrassed. And only the fact that such a great warrior as Liramara was next to them gave him some confidence.
  The emperor's bed, studded with diamonds, towered over the others and stood out. Although the emperor himself looked more like an amphibian with a large head.
  Here appeared a huge, three-dimensional projection with the ruler. On Fladiolus's head, a crown shone like stars on a polar night. And the voice was thunderous:
  - You, a great warrior, promised to bring your novice student to me for a test of combat.
  Barefoot but covered in jewels, Liramara bowed and replied:
  - Yes, lord, you see him.
  The Emperor remarked:
  - The boy looks good. Although a little pale , for your three suns! Are you sure he trained with you for no more than a day?
  Liramara said confidently:
  - I give you my word, lord! And in his world, he is still a very raw boy, not very successful in martial arts.
  Fladiolus thundered:
  - Very well, dear warrior! I will give you a generous reward if your boy defeats the one I put against him. And everything will be fair, like in a temple.
  Liramara nodded:
  - This boy is at your service. He is young, but full of will.
  The Emperor thundered, baring his long fangs protruding from his large mouth, and said:
  - Troll-female, Duchess Fascoma got herself into trouble and was involved in a plot against the crown! She deserved to die for it! But I will give her a chance to survive. - The master's voice became thunderous. - Let her fight this boy in a duel to the death, may justice prevail!
  Liramara sighed as she ran her bare foot across the stadium's prickly gravel.
  - Duchess Fascoma is too strong and experienced a fighter. As a rule, custom requires against starting to field opponents against whom they would have a chance!
  Fladiolus thundered back:
  - What did you want, to get money without any risk? Besides, I will offer this boy such a reward that he will agree to fight for it even with the Hyperdevil himself!
  Vaska whistled and timidly asked:
  - What reward, oh great one ?
  Gladiolus answered with a very satisfied look:
  - I can move you back to your world for a short time. And there you will face your worst enemy one-on-one. And you can do anything to him - even kill him! And then you will return back to our universe. - The master's voice became thunderous. - Understood? I offer you revenge. And that is the sweetest thing in the world.
  Vaska smiled and answered with a low bow:
  - Yes, I agree! I'm ready to do anything for this! My worst enemy Sasha-Cain, who unleashed all his friends on me, will get revenge ... But will it really be a one-on-one fight with him?
  Fladiolus nodded in agreement:
  - I give you my word! You will go head-to-head with Sashka-Cain! - Here the ruler paused and remarked. - Just for this, you will fight here with five female trolls. But don't be afraid, only Duchess Faskoma is a great master of battle. And the rest are simple warriors!
  Liramara was indignant and angrily stamped her bare foot:
  - Five against one newcomer, and a boy at that! Isn't that too much?
  The Emperor logically noted:
  - But if he wins, the boy's cherished dream will come true. It's worth risking his life for!
  Vaska, who felt a surge of strength and energy within himself, shouted:
  - I agree to fight even with a hundred! But Sashka-Cain got me. His friends even beat up my mother. The heart demands revenge, revenge demands victims!
  The Emperor approved of this, and his voice thundered:
  - You are a very smart boy. If you stay alive, a great future awaits you. - The lord's voice became stern. - Now bring the four conspirators! Let them fight like knights!
  The iron gates opened. Enormous guards, over two meters tall, with boar heads, brought in five female trolls , accused of treason.
  In appearance they were quite earthly women, but muscular, athletically built, tanned, black-haired. Only their faces were slightly different from human ones, with aquiline noses and slightly pointed ears.
  The women were wearing short striped skirts, barefoot and with bare stomachs and arms, only their chests were covered with a strip of striped fabric with a number on it.
  The shackles jingled on their hands and feet. It was obvious that these were prisoners, although they had been arrested quite recently and had not yet managed to lose weight on prison food or lose their shape.
  The Duchess, a well-fed mare in general, is almost two heads taller than Vasily and at least three times heavier.
  The Emperor addressed the Duchess in a thunderous voice:
  - You and your accomplices are guilty of treason! But I am ready not only to forgive you, but also to give you Faskom a million gold coins if you finish off this boy. - The ruler, raising his voice even more, thundered. - Did you hear? Not only will you receive life, but also wealth!
  The Duchess was not too happy. She knew Liramaru, this warrior and sensei famous in many worlds. It is clear that the wiry boy is a very strong fighter, and a weakling will not be put forward!
  So don't think that they will easily get money and freedom from the emperor. Especially since Fladiolus is cunning, and can even play a big dirty trick in case of their victory.
  The Emperor ordered succinctly:
  - Take the chains off them! Do you agree to a fight - five large women against a boy?
  Faskoma answered coherently:
  - It's clear, I agree to everything.
  The shackles fell off the tanned and muscular legs and arms of the young women with aquiline noses. Vasily might not like fighting the weaker sex, but there was so much malice in the eyes of the female trolls that it involuntarily excited him and caused reciprocal hatred. The boy wanted to fight and win!
  The troll women had freed themselves and were stretching their arms and legs. Boys in loincloths ran up to them and handed them weapons...
  At the same time, bets on the fight began to be made. There are several million creatures in the Colosseum. And the bets are fixed by computers. Everything is very cool and grandiose. The same creatures have a steel sword and a laser pistol, a magic wand and a hyperblaster hanging next to them. Yes , such a strange and incomprehensible world around.
  And there were four luminaries in the sky at once. Although, it even blew a little cool. As if rays of cold were coming.
  The troll women drank a little from the jugs brought to them by the lean, almost black from the sun, but with light heads, slave boys.
  It was clear that they were strong, well-fed females, apparently dangerous.
  Vaska was trembling with impatience and even sang, composing something invigorating on the go, so that time would go faster:
  Under the sacred banner of freedom,
  In peace, friendship, happiness and love!
  Nations merge into a bright beam,
  To dispel the darkness ahead!
    
  Rus' defended the country with itself,
  From the invasion of hellish locusts!
  And she covered it with her chest,
  All peoples of Mother Earth!
    
  We opened the planets to the nations,
  Into space, the path to unknown worlds!
  The feats of heroism are praised,
  To wash away the scar of death forever!
    
  Once again, trouble looms over the country,
  arrogant feud broke out !
  From fires, blood, tears and grief,
  Our dear country groans!
    
  But there is no stronger Russian spirit,
  Let us revive Rus' from the ruins of war!
  Russian warrior, take your sword quickly,
  We will stand firm and win again!
    
  Under the sacred banner of Russia,
  In peace, friendship, happiness and love!
  People all over the world will become happier,
  Hellish darkness, dispelled on the way!
  Finally the gong sounded: the signal to begin the fight.
  An immense joy overwhelmed the whole being of the boy Vasily. He threw down a crazy challenge, and fortune smiled upon him. Although, of course, he still had to defeat five rivals , each of whom was taller than you, heavier, and much older.
  It seems that trolls can live for many centuries without aging, and what colossal combat experience they can have.
  As for Duchess Fascoma, she seemed to have lost all sense of reality. Everything had happened quickly, too quickly, and she felt that she was losing control of the situation. Although, one would think, she should only be happy
  Driven into a corner, she received an exorbitant price and the promise of a whole million. And his, the emperor's, conditions were, of course, accepted.
  The ruler himself offered something that one could only dream of! And even more so, something that the traitor should not even count on.
  However , for some reason, Duchess Fascoma did not experience great happiness from this.
  But we were talking about a whole fortune - a million gold coins, many times greater than everything she had managed to collect so far, something that was impossible to even imagine in her wildest dreams.
  With that kind of money, she could live in luxury for the rest of her days, and maintain a rich court, or build an entire city, with a rich palace, provided, of course, that she survived this evening!
  Faskoma superstitiously crossed her fingers, decorated with long, scarlet nails, and headed towards her companions.
  On the way, the Duchess growled:
  - Forget about a fair fight! Try to win at any cost!
  And so, according to tradition, they came together and crossed blades. Vasily did not find the weapon heavy, although he did not usually fence with metal swords. To reach it, he had to stand on his toes and bend like a pipe.
  At the command of the quaestor, a huge goblin responsible for the education and training of gladiators, the six blades that formed a kind of dome above the heads of the fighters descended with a dry metallic clang. Afterwards, the opponents , carefully watching each other's every movement, and crunching their bare feet on the large gravel, went their separate ways.
  For Vaska, he understood this intuitively, there was now only one tactic: he had to put his larger and more experienced opponents to flight, scatter them , and in no case allow himself to be surrounded.
  Yes, that was exactly what his instinct told him, even though he was still almost a child, against fighters who had lived for centuries.
  In other words, he ( there was practically no choice!) had to take the initiative into his boyish, rather thin, but sinewy hands from the very beginning.
  The boy dodged the swing of the duchess's long sword and, with his bare foot, kicked another female troll in the knee and walked away.
  He was attacked again.
  Having parried the blades of his opponents with unclear but quick blocks, he bent down again, and suddenly turned around and jumped towards Farunda ( he read her name on her chest by the prison number. After all, he had to fight with female prisoners.). Suspecting from the clumsy movements of this mare that she was a rather mediocre fencer, Vaska decided to first attack the weakest link in the chain.
  How long can you hold out against five experienced women ?
  This number needs to be reduced.
  With visible fear, Faranuka, shaking a mixture of muscle and fat, darted to the side, opening a gap into which Vaska rushed, casually delivering a light sliding blow with his bare heel to the fleshy troll woman's side.
  She staggered and received a rather painful wound on her chest.
  The boy jumped back, and another female troll slightly scratched him with her blade.
  Turning back to face his opponents, he was surprised to see Bazarnaya ( who also had a number and the name of the devil sewn onto her chest) rushing headlong at him, raising her katana sword high above her head, which in her huge paws looked no bigger than a simple pin.
  Yes, this woman is a real giant, at least five times heavier than the boy gladiator.
  Vaska suddenly felt an incomparable satisfaction, even if he was destined to kill only one opponent, he sincerely wanted it to be Bazarnaya.
  For some reason, a vision flashed through the boy's head . A dozen boys were hanging on the rack. And Bazarnaya , having heated up barbed wire in the fireplace, was lashing them on their bare skin. And under the teenagers' bare feet, fires were blazing, and it smelled of burnt meat.
  And the children will shake off the wild pain, and the cruel Bazarnaya will grin. She really did work as an executioner for the Duchess and loved torture. How could such a creature not be destroyed!
  Limited in maneuver, unable to retreat without exposing his back to the four bloodthirsty female cutthroats , Vaska decided to counterattack. Lowering his hand with the katana sword extended forward, he made a long lunge.
  The boy, meanwhile, scooped up some sand with his bare toes and deftly threw it into the green eyes of the large female troll.
  She swore in a rather pretentious manner.
  A split second before the collision, Vaska kicked the giant girl in the knee with his bare foot and saw with pleasure how real animal fear flashed in the wide-set fish, or rather shark, eyes of the nightmare female, whose name was Bazarnaya .
  The boy turned around very cleverly, and this time he hit hard and was able to really put his foot down.
  For a moment, Vaska felt as if he had broken his wrist, the blow the boy had dealt was so powerful , and besides, he was unable to free his hand from the closed guard of the katana sword, three-quarters of which had entered under the breastbone of the huge, broad-shouldered, monstrously muscled opponent.
  And also working as a professional executioner.
  Bazarnaya stood for a few seconds , her greenish-brown eyes wide open , swaying on her cottony, very powerful, bare feet, then collapsed face forward, dragging the boy Vaska along with her.
  Fortunately, at the last moment the young warrior managed to get rid of the katana sword, which was stuck in the torso of the giant female troll. Spinning like a top, Vaska snatched the blade from the dead man's hand and turned to Faranuka, whom he had seriously wounded in the side a little earlier. Because of the wound, Faranuka could not parry the upper blows.
  The boy jumped well, his veiny body was simply seething with energy, so Vaska unleashed a series of quick oblique blows aimed at her head, this cow-troll. Faranuka barely had time to defend herself. Limping on her bare, fleshy leg, she began to retreat. Out of the corner of his eye, Vaska noticed that the other three opponents, trying to walk silently on their bare feet, were coming up behind him.
  Realizing that the trap was about to snap shut behind him, Vaska took advantage of the fact that the exhausted Faranuka was holding her defense too high against the jumping boy, and hit her in the groin with his knee.
  For a woman, such a sharp blow is no less painful than for a man.
  The huntress winced in pain, and Vaska darted to the side and plunged the blade into her broad, muscular back.
  At this the boy whispered:
  - What a pain: Vasily against the trolls: two - zero!
  Without stopping, the gladiator boy pulled the blood-stained sabre from the body of his victim and pushed Faranuka, shaking with death throes, onto Foroskona.
  Of course, this name can also be read on the striped background of the prisoner"s bra.
  Duchess Faskom and Fararpa, their female faces distorted with rage and hatred, attacked Vasily from both sides. These two female trolls were the most serious opponents, and one had to keep one's eyes open with them.
  Vaska, from a not very comfortable position, partially parried, partially dodged their simultaneous attack. Having broken the distance, he jumped up to the dying Faranuka, snatched the katana sword from her weakened fingers, also with long, sharp, scarlet nails, and casually slashed it flat across the fleshy thighs of the rising female troll Foroskone.
  The gallery thundered with wild laughter, several million throats, discharging the tense atmosphere.
  Emperor Fladiolus also shouted:
  - Keep it up, my brave boy! You're a great fighter!
  Vaska felt great. So far he had managed to control the development of events. He did not feel tired. No, the boy on the contrary, accustomed to the weight of what seemed to be a not too long training session to exhaustion and, feeling the bubbling of biohyperplasm in his body, he felt an amazing lightness in his entire small, almost childish body and moved around the arena with incredible speed and agility.
  Vaska chirped the famous phrase:
  - I flutter like a butterfly and sting like a wasp!
  The karate boy did a somersault in mid-air - a dead split - and gave one of the beefy ladies a good slap on the buttocks. Unable to bear the humiliation after being whipped by a barefoot boy, Foroscono, like a buffalo on a bright red rag, rushed into the attack.
  Vaska giggled and without much effort repelled her cock-like, or rather cow-like, attack, parried Faskoma's blow, dodged Faraskom's lunge and again returned to Foroskono, whom he pushed back, energetically waving his childish arms, with a series of lightning-fast straight and side blows.
  The boy remembered films with Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan. There was something similar and energetic going on there.
  How Four Women Fought Jackie Chan. And How These Warriors Then Came Apart
  Both sharp sabers in the boy's thin but strong hands flashed imperceptibly quickly, then flared up with bright reflections and fell with a crash onto the enemy's blade, knocking out prickly, red and green sparks.
  The boy's bare feet were tap dancing, and he was striking his enemies with a guarantee. Like a demon spirit that had broken free. Or Shiva as a child.
  powerful and, unexpectedly, flying moulinets rained down on Faroskona, this powerful female prisoner, with the help of the muscular and flexible body of the boy . Backing away and stepping on her bare heels, that beautiful cow barely had time to fight them off, and at that moment, an unexpected blow from the right, delivered by a swift fry, hit Faroskona in her sculpted belly with chocolate bars.
  The karate boy shouted:
  - My serve,
  We know how to fight back!
  The girl sensei cooed:
  - Not a second of weakness!
  Vaska nodded in agreement:
  - Of course, by itself!
  The amphitheater, overflowing with the public, greeted the third victory of the karate boy with a very enthusiastic roar and a powerful stomping of hooves, boots and bare female feet.
  His mentor, however, looked at him rather coldly. Perhaps, although she was pleased with her student, she did not show it.
  But, not giving the barefoot karate boy Vaska a chance to catch his breath, Faraskom and Faskom attacked him, the newly-minted fighter, from both sides in the side and shoulder.
  But Vasily felt as if he had been reborn in a hyperplasma reactor and had acquired phenomenal cosmic powers.
  The boy-terminator deftly closed and, almost instantly, spinning on his bare, round heel, responded with a deft cutting blow to the swift attack of the fleshy female and, at the same time, the robber. The fighting Farascoma retreated a step and immediately counterattacked the boy-karateka, but in the grip of wild emotions, she missed and received a very painful, cutting injection from the side into the wide, muscular female thigh.
  From which a crimson fountain of blood spurted.
  Spurred on by the pain, but more surprised than frightened, the barefoot convict Faraskom rained down furious, heavy blows on Vasily, which he dodged with some difficulty.
  And even the rascally gladiator whistled:
  - What people say,
  We care...
  If you are not holy in battle,
  That means it's indecent!
  The inexperienced boy Vaska, however, does not move fast enough to avoid the precise attack of the mighty girl Farascoma. And she strikes both quickly and strongly - a heroic female.
  Vaska shuddered, feeling a sharp pain in his lower back. An anxious chill ran down his spine.
  The wound was not too serious, but until that moment the karate boy felt practically invulnerable, and this unexpected blow touched the sensitive child to the quick.
  Vaska squeaked to gain confidence and stuck out his tongue:
  - The cat scratched me!
  The muscular woman barked back:
  - I'll finish you off!
  A treacherous, slimy worm of doubt about success began to stir in the still very childish soul, and the barefoot boy Vaska suddenly realized that life was very dear to him, that he did not want to die. Especially now, when he had lived so little and was only at the beginning of his journey...
  And a song flashed through my head like lightning:
  The petal color is fragile,
  We are only at the beginning of the journey...
  Even though the world around us is cruel,
  We must go bravely!
  An unprecedented thirst for life awoke and bubbled within him, a desire to win at any cost and continue the path indicated by Liramara. He passionately wanted to overcome the endless wild spaces and knock on the gates of paradise, to which his young mind, thirsting for the new and unusual, was so eager.
  All of Liramara's advice and tough training from his childhood came rushing back into his mind.
  The boy warrior began to utter sounds:
  Those who are used to fighting for victory,
  Let him sing with us!
  He who is cheerful laughs,
  Whoever wants it will achieve it,
  He who seeks is always -
  It will find!
  The powerful woman kicked up some sand with her bare foot and threw it into the karate boy's eyes. Her blade went through him like a snake's sting. Another long, but fortunately shallow scratch was drawn across the young Vaska's tiled belly. This brought the boy back to reality. " Look at the naked rascal dreaming!" - Liramar, witty and combative as a thousand tigers, would probably say. - Keep your guard up and move your swords quickly!"
  And it drilled into the boy's brain:
  - And don"t look at women"s bare feet, they"re too old for you, and if they put you to bed, it"s for forever!
  Smiling to himself and flashing his pearly teeth, Vaska obeyed this mental order given by the fighting girl. His tanned body glistened with sweat and, having warmed up, his movements only became faster. He again, flashing his round, dusty heels, rushed into battle. Waving his swords like the blades of a mill, as if he had really found a second wind.
  Vaska yelled:
  - We will confirm our glory with a steel sword, we will smash you bandits into pieces!
  The boy's deceptive movements, which had really gotten going, followed one after another, in his head, as if D'Artagnan had appeared together with Athos and Porthos. And now a real avalanche of swift blows fell upon the muscular opponents, barely covered by clothes, only two female monsters remained.
  The boy sang:
  We will boldly go into battle,
  For honor and glory...
  We will defeat all our enemies -
  Let's save the country!
  Now Vaska's blade itself became like a cobra. It constantly probed and broke through the defense of the rivals, clearly provoking them, these women-heroes, to make a mistake. And the young, shining, like a chocolate bar from sweat warrior, finally waited for his victorious hour. Although these women are strong. But Faskoma, retreating under the unstoppable onslaught of Vaska, hesitated and did not get enough defense. Vasily himself with his bare foot picked up sand and sprinkled it in her eyes. Then he instantly reacted to her distraction, the muscular woman spat out sand, and wanted to wipe her eyes. And then the boy's blade, flashing like lightning, sharp as a razor, dug into the wide throat of the powerful, like a horse bandit.
  She fell over with a howl and began to twitch in wild and violent agony, with her bare, muscular, tanned and, despite her mare-like build, very seductive legs.
  A frantic, ecstatic roar, as if from a falling waterfall, burst forth from many thousands of throats, representatives of different races. They greeted the moment of culmination, when Vasily, a simple, scratched boy, was now left alone with the mighty Farascoma.
  The boy gladiator sang with his clear voice, which had not yet begun to break. And his song from the human romance was full of inspiration;
  The paths and years lie ahead of us.
  And this song will never cease.
  Let there be a lot of warmth and light in it.
  Reach the edge of life with a song.
  
  How we lived, fighting and not fearing death,
  - This is how you and I will live from now on!
  In the heavenly heights, and in the mountain silence,
  In the sea wave, and in the furious fire!
  
  How we lived, fighting and not fearing death,
  - This is how you and I will live from now on!
  In the heavenly heights, and in the mountain silence,
  In the sea wave, and in the furious fire!
  And in the furious and in the furious fire!
  
  Love, hope, faith in a new path
  Evil cannot take away from you and me.
  So happiness is to live sometimes with joy, sometimes with pain
  And death itself is not able to cross out.
  
  How we lived, fighting and not fearing death,
  - This is how you and I will live from now on!
  In the heavenly heights, and in the mountain silence,
  In the sea wave, and in the furious fire!
  
  How we lived, fighting and not fearing death,
  - This is how you and I will live from now on!
  In the heavenly heights, and in the mountain silence,
  In the sea wave, and in the furious fire!
  And in the furious and in the furious fire!
  
  We are given everything: action, thought and speech.
  And only this is powerful in our world.
  Decorate life so that life is beautiful
  To perpetuate life with your life.
  
  How we lived, fighting and not fearing death,
  - This is how you and I will live from now on!
  In the heavenly heights, and in the mountain silence,
  In the sea wave, and in the furious fire!
  
  How we lived, fighting and not fearing death,
  - This is how you and I will live from now on!
  In the heavenly heights, and in the mountain silence,
  In the sea wave, and in the furious fire!
  And in the furious and in the furious fire!
  And the karate boy angrily stamped his bare foot, covered in blood and sand.
  Farascoma yelled back:
  - When will you finally die?
  I'll kill you now, young man!
  Vaska threw away the second, crooked saber, which had become unnecessary, with a sharp movement , shook off the mixture of blood and sweat. He played with his biceps and, slightly bending his muscular, but still boyishly thin legs at the knees, raked the sand with his bare soles. And at the same time, he mechanically threw his weapon, which now seemed so light, from one thin but strong hand to the other, agile, albeit childish hand.
  Vaska now resembled a real wolf cub who was fighting with a tigress not for life, but to the death.
  Standing before the small warrior, tall , broad-boned Farascoma did the same. She raked up the sand with her bare, large, feminine feet, ready to explode into an attack at any moment.
  I also felt a bit unsure. It was five just now, and now you're alone. And your opponent is not a greenhorn, but a warrior who still needs to be found in the universe. And the fact that he has a cute, round, childish face shouldn't mislead you.
  A wolf cub and a tigress against each other. And the audience roared and growled with discontent.
  Neither of the fighting pair dared to attack first. So the audience even fell silent. A dead, deafening silence suddenly fell over the arena. All that could be heard was the bass hum of a swarm of fat green and purple flies, as well as multi-colored butterflies with elephant trunks, reminiscent of the rattling of a rusty saw. And other local insects, a large cloud hovering over the corpses, waiting for their turn to dip their disgusting, hairy long trunks and beaks into fresh female blood. Yes, there were arthropods with beaks here too.
  Finally, Vaska, swaying on his bare feet, stepped forward sharply and made a very feint with his sword . Heated, the karate boy did not wait for the treacherous fatigue to fall upon him and pour its insidious, cruel poison into his still childish, albeit strong, body.
  Farascoma growled:
  - You cannot escape death!
  The boy answered confidently:
  - There can't be two deaths, one cannot be avoided!
  Vaska, swinging his body, now attacked with a very fast series of blows, clearly aimed at the head and muscular body of the opponent. He did not expect to immediately hit her, since new strength had awakened in the enemy, but he felt a boyish need for active movement. He needed an action that would not allow the heated, small, but elastic muscles to cool down and would make the blood run faster through the veins.
  Farascoma now responded with rare counterattacks, breathing heavily, causing her large muscles to shake.
  She tried to pick up some sand with her bare foot and throw it into the boy's eyes. But she refused to do it now, saving her strength, and she believed that she would have such a moment for the decisive blow.
  Looking at them, so calculating and agile, an inexperienced public might think that two representatives of the animal world, a smaller boy and a powerful woman, were lazily sorting out their relationship.
  However , sophisticated and knowledgeable spectators understood that this was far from true, and the atmosphere in the circus continued to heat up.
  The heavy, viscous silence was broken only by the sharp ringing of blades and the intermittent breathing of a nimble boy and a large, muscular woman, locked in a duel not for life, but for death.
  Vaska, who was quickly learning to feel with his skin, noticed in the glass, or rather emerald eyes of Farascoma, a sudden flash of determination and, anticipating it, this is the throw of a predatory cobra in human form, he himself went on the offensive.
  Like a wolf cub rushing at a huge and predatory tigress.
  Now he was driven by only one desire: to strike accurately, to hurt.
  Kill! Tear apart!
  Despite her buffalo appearance, or perhaps because of it, Farascoma was endowed with remarkable physical strength. And her appearance spoke for herself - a woman-hero, capable of killing a bull with a blow of her fist! Tall and muscular, almost naked woman-hero, she deftly parried all blows. The life of this convict, consisting of an uninterrupted chain of robberies, ambushes, duels, military campaigns and murders, made her a dangerous and formidable opponent.
  Farascoma, playing with her large, muscular muscles, like ship ropes, hissed:
  - I'm in a battle trance now and I'm stronger at the end of the fight than at the beginning! So you're definitely finished, kid !
  In this battle, the young warrior Vaska fought not only for his life, but also had a chance to receive a special reward in case of victory.
  The boy hissed:
  As a child I dreamed of my native village,
  About world power - an invincible fighter!
  The female hero growled in response:
  - Black raven in the face of death,
  The victim awaits at midnight!
  The black demon is immortal in evil -
  Will meet you at the grave!
  Farascoma had other broad prospects, including career ones, looming before her. If she prevailed in the duel and survived, or rather, survived and prevailed in the duel over this greenhorn. Wow! That would be cool, then the heroine woman would receive a million gold coins. And that would be enough to live happily ever after, which, also for money, sorcerers and magicians could extend for you for many centuries! Walk, feast, have fun, absolutely not denying yourself anything!
  After all, these are not simple coins, not the copper of the poor - they are gold!
  There was nothing else in the world that she craved more than this enormous wealth. With which one could buy almost everything in this enormous and multifaceted universe! Including rejuvenation and colossal power! And she would do everything possible, this barefoot, tall, barely covered by clothes convict, so that she would not have to share with various accomplices.
  Before the duel began, she had to fight her four girlfriends. To attract female companions, who, if you don't count the fact that in case of victory they were released from custody! But even in this case, in principle, had no reason to risk their lives on the sand of the arena. Therefore, Farascoma whispered, or rather, promised with the help of telepathy, each an eighth of the total amount of the deal with Fladiolus plus twenty-five thousand coins to the one who would shed blood first. Not her own , of course, but Vaska's.
  The strong girl, flexing her abdominal muscles, growled:
  - Don't think you've already won! I'm a grandmaster who sacrifices pawns for checkmate!
  The boy answered honestly:
  - Like in the movies! The hardest opponent is the last one!
  Knowing her people, she, barefoot, but at the same time a noble person, could really freely show such enviable generosity. She, a muscular strong woman, knew perfectly well that apart from Faskoma, a good woman, a natural fighter and an experienced female swordsman, the rest, if a high-class fighter, had no chance.
  And the boy turned out to be quick. And it didn't matter that he was wearing only short shorts and wasn't very big.
  He killed her partners, and he did the right thing!
  The thick-headed , though powerful as a buffalo, Bazarnaya, for example, was sincerely convinced that to win it was enough to be the first, raking in the bare feet of a powerful woman, to go on the attack. Well, that was stupid! That's why the first one kicked the bucket.
  The course of the fight, where the boy in shorts was much stronger than expected, so far fully confirmed Farascoma's prediction, and now she was left alone with a twice-wounded and undoubtedly tired opponent, and a boy who was much smaller than her. With dry muscles, but not at all distinguished by massiveness, a teenager. He, having no experience of such gladiatorial fights, should begin to give in. True, there are doubts, although outwardly the ardor of his child-terminator has not weakened at all, but his body, brown from the tan, shines with blood and sweat.
  This means that the young gladiator is exhausted after all, and he must be cut down!
  Farascoma didn't expect more. Besides, she was the only one of the five bandit-convicts who knew almost all of Liramara's tricks, which she could teach her beardless protégé in such a short time.
  The female hero roared:
  Your blood will flow like a river,
  The boy is not cool at all...
  Steel does not yield to him,
  I will turn him into darkness!
  The karate kid squealed in response:
  We will not give up and we will always fight!
  The duel, which had already dragged on for quite some time, was in full swing. The boy moved like a mongoose fighting a large cobra. Her sculpted muscles seemed even sharper from sweat and blood, as if they had been oiled. Farascoma repelled all the attacks of the aggressive boy Vasily with powerful blows. She scratched him, upset the boy's traps and, in turn, attacked accurately and dangerously, inflicting light scratches.
  The boy was too agile to be seriously hit by a sword.
  And Farascoma herself sometimes missed it too.
  The blows were not deep, but blood dripped from the female hero.
  For some time, a fierce duel between a boy and a large, adult, well-lived, but still very strong and quite young woman. It confidently continued with variable, when both opponents were covered in blood, success.
  Both the boy and the giant bandit had a lot of small cuts. Farascoma's advantage in weight and mass was compensated by the boy's much greater agility and speed. Most of the crowd was rooting for the smaller fighter. And everyone thought that his victory was only a matter of time. Since larger bodies get tired faster in a maneuverable fight.
  Suddenly, making a feint with her bare foot, as if the giant woman wanted to throw sand again, changing tactics, Farascoma hit the boy Vasily with a backhand of her calloused left palm right in the temple.
  The difference in mass immediately became apparent. It was as if a bear had hit a hare with its weighty paw.
  Vaska swayed violently, as if he had been hit by a pile. The small child lost his balance, and Farascoma immediately took advantage of this moment. In a long lunge, the tip of her saber almost dug into Vasily's thin, muscular arm . But the boy managed to escape with only a scratch; otherwise, he would have lost his limb altogether.
  - What, does it hurt, kid ? How come Liramar didn't teach you this move, you beardless child! - she croaked maliciously, watching her stunned opponent, whose temple was even swollen, stand up so uncertainly, his legs shaking.
  The boy growled in response:
  - Well, why did you stop?
  Why don't I eat...
  The bandits went crazy!
  Let's show you the trick!
  Farascoma attacked, trying to finish off the exhausted boy. But he only smiled.
  Shifting from the line of attack, he growled:
  - To new victories!
  The boy was caught again and even scratched on his bare heel.
  But Vaska did not like to remain in debt. Since she caught him in a surprise move, he responded in kind! Namely, to move in a way that is not taught in classical fencing. Grabbing the sabre by the end of the blade, almost cutting his fingers, the boy swung. Which he did surprisingly quickly and nimbly. He spun on the toe of his tanned, scratched foot, and with all his might brought the hilt of the weapon with a heavy guard down on Farascoma's chin. She did not have time to parry. Here is the famous fencer put to shame, who barely stood on her feet from such a blow, and even spat out a couple of large, horse-like teeth.
  She swore foully and added:
  - Puppy!
  And with her bare foot, to no avail, she threw sand.
  - But I learned this combat lesson perfectly! More precisely, I came up with it myself! - Vasily said mockingly, immediately returning to defense.
  Faraskoma, beside herself with rage, rushed at him. It was a reasonable tactic, considering her advantage in mass. Vasily did not have time to jump back, and the duel with the high art of fencing now turned into a vulgar brawl, more worthy of schoolchildren than great fighters. Vaska growled and strained all his strength not to be strangled by a mass five times greater than a fourteen-year-old boy of ordinary height and weight.
  The boy and the heroine rolled around the arena, exchanging blows, trying to reach each other's throats, butting - both skulls as hard as granite, like male bison in the mating season. Feeling no pain, they grabbed the blades of their sabres, which had recently been razor-sharp, but had now become dull during the long battle.
  Farascoma roared:
  - I'll kill you! I'll cripple you!
  The boy squeaked:
  - Murderer!
  The opponents were entwined in one lump, each trying to find a point of support in order to make a grab and deliver a decisive blow that would put an end to this whole story. Here the heavier woman with large, bull-like muscles had many advantages over the lighter body.
  Grabbing Vasily by his short light hair, Faraskoma began to slam his head into the ground, but it was rather loose, and the boy's hair was uncomfortable to hold. Then she slipped the blade of her saber under the enemy's cropped head. In desperation, Vaska grabbed her fleshy, clawed hand, not giving him the opportunity to put the blade on its edge to save his life.
  - Loser! Pathetic beardless puppy! You will always be a loser, like Liramara! - Farascoma muttered through her teeth in a low, vile voice, pounding Vasily's head against the steel of the blade. - Loser, do you hear me? - The heroine roared even louder. - After all, you haven't started living yet and now you're going to hell! There, demons will roast your heels on a fire for eternity!
  Liramara screamed at the top of her lungs:
  - You have great power with you! And this is it, loser!
  Stunned, Vasily nevertheless felt a special, bioplasmic energy seething. During periods of stress, it awakens even stronger than in calm times. The boy, in a frenzied rage, found the strength to tear the huge bandit away from himself and kick her aside with his bare foot. He himself immediately jumped to his feet and, forgetting about the sabre lying on the sand, jumped on Faraskomy, stretching out his hands to her throat.
  Vaska's fingers almost closed around the thick, buffalo-like neck of his hated enemy, and with each second he tightened his grip, trying not to pay attention to the burning pain in his left thigh - he had finally come across Farascoma's saber.
  The bandit managed to shake Vasily off and rolled onto her stomach. But before she could get up, Vaska was hanging on her again. He quickly thrust his hand under her chin, squeezing his throat with his forearm as if in an iron vice, and pressed his knee into the strong back of her head.
  And at that moment Vaska felt that the silence in the Colosseum of this planet became different.
  Farascoma, this bull-woman, jerked several times, desperately trying to free herself from the grip of what seemed to be such thin and still very childish hands, but all her attempts led to nothing.
  Vaska, breathing heavily, looked around with his cloudy blue eyes at the huge rows of the barbaric amphitheater, full of alien creatures. The spectators stood up first one by one, then in groups and stretched out their hands, or the paws of animals, with thumbs pointing downwards, clawed, or, on the contrary, in the form of tentacles. An ancient sign meaning - finish him off! A quiet murmur rolled through the rows, which soon grew into a real roar.
  Vaska leaned towards Faraskom"s ear and whispered to her:
  - They demand your death, fleshy buffalo, but I do not hear them. In my ears, like a song, only one voice sounds - the voice of Liramara: "Faraskoma, you could not win, for we both fought against you!"
  With these words, Vaska, with a sharp jerk, straining all his adult strength, turned Farascoma"s head and clearly heard the ominous crunch of his cervical vertebrae.
  The powerful woman, like a fly with its head torn off, began to twitch her bare, muscular, seductive and, at the same time, frightening legs, and then fell silent.
  Hardly had the excitement and confusion caused by his incredible victory died down, when a barefoot boy in shorts, Vaska, walked towards Fladiolus's box. The mighty ruler, shaking his bejeweled toga, rose from his seat in anticipation of the young conqueror.
  - You have delighted us with a magnificent spectacle, although you are still so young! - he said, - and I am glad to see you among my subjects! Tell me, what is your name?
  - Vaska. - The karate boy immediately corrected himself. - Vasily Panteleev...
  Two beautiful girls knelt down and kissed the handsome boy's bare, bloody feet.
  Liramara exclaimed happily:
  - This is a boy from my school!
  Fladiolus said slowly:
  - I need warriors like these! Are you ready to give him to me, Liramar?
  The girl sensei bowed and replied:
  - I would be glad to do so, but this boy has his own path. And special trials and adventures await him, oh greatest one.
  The Emperor winked at the girls. They stopped showering the boy's bare, dusty, blood-stained feet with kisses and instead placed a gold coin under the boy's round heels.
  He was very embarrassed and blushed. Although, on the other hand, young Vasily Panteleev was bursting with pride! He was still able to achieve such a glorious victory and achieve a colossal triumph.
  And this at twelve years old! How can one not be proud!
  Fladiolus spoke slowly:
  - What if I give you a whole bag of gold?
  Liramara bowed again and replied:
  - I prefer to earn gold with fire and sword! And I don't betray my brothers in arms for money. And this boy proved that he is worthy of being my brother.
  Vaska exclaimed:
  - You promised me revenge! And the emperor always keeps his word!
  Fladiolus laughed and noted:
  - Well, good! Go back to your world. And try to take revenge, if you can ... We'll deal with Liramara later. But I think you'll regret more than once that you didn't accept the offer to serve me.
  And the amphibian's trident struck the marble slab. And thunder roared and lightning struck.
  Meanwhile, the construction of the thermoquark reactor was completed.
  Vaska-Dart rubbed his hands and said:
  - Now I have enough energy to turn all adults into children, and they will be forever in my power!
  Seryozhka nodded to his young master, noting:
  - We did it!
  Maria noted with a grin:
  - It seems that a delegation is coming to us. It seems that the Minister of Foreign Affairs Shevardnadze himself has arrived!
  Leonida asked Dart-Vaska:
  - Let's meet them, my lord, or let's talk a little!
  The Sith boy stamped his bare foot angrily and exclaimed:
  - We have nothing to talk about!
  Seryozhka agreed:
  - More action - less talk!
  Vaska-Dart shook his arms and bare feet, noting:
  - Get ready! Now the energy of thermoquark synthesis will enter us. And we will send waves of power that will make everyone obedient to us. And on planet Earth, let eternal youth arise!
  A boy and two vampire girls clasped their hands and snapped their bare toes to cause an unusual and magical transformation...
  Vaska Panteleev woke up. He opened his eyes and saw Seryozhka shaking him by the shoulder.
  - Get up, it's time to go to breakfast!
  Leonida's girl squealed:
  - Well, you'll get it. Especially from Sashka-Cain. He won't forgive us for not spending the night in the building.
  Vaska clenched his fists tighter. He saw that the knuckles of his hands had become larger and were clearly stuffed. The boy said confidently:
  - What do we care about this Sasha-Cain! When I have true friends with me, as well as faith, hope, and love!
  And the young, but already seasoned warrior sang:
  Don't be a slave, humiliated in the dust,
  Fight against the enemy for the happiness of the world...
  You won't be a broke boy,
  Like a falcon, soaring upward in the sky!
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