Notes: There'll be both Dak/Aldrea and Esplin/Aldrea pairings. This story isn't meant to be fluffy but I'll try to sneak in a few moments if I can :3c.
CHAPTER 1
ALDREA-ISKILLION-FALAN
I got to my hooves, stretching as I looked around while waking up. Dak was still sleeping against a wall, head tilted down to his chest as he rested. I take a moment to admire once again how well protected he looked like that.
(Dak?) I shift my hooves, looking him over.
Dak breathes in before breathing out slowly, lifting his head. I was starting to feel slightly bad for waking him up. He looked rather worn.
"Yes Aldrea?" He was getting up now, stretching as he does. I silently wait for him to return his attention to me before I scuffed a hoof against the ground.
(I will be leaving now… are you sure you do not want to come?) I asked him hopefully. It wasn't often he wouldn't come on a raid with me. But for some reason he seemed unwilling to do so…
Perhaps because it was an obvious trap…
"Aldrea, I don't say this often but this is an awful idea." He walks past me, turning his head towards a pile of bark and grass left for us. He carefully plucks a smooth piece of bark, looking it over. "It's a trap and we both know it. Why are you going anyway? No yeerk would just leave a supply ship alone in the open without guards, you know it."
I stomped a back hoof, sighing at him. He was protesting me going yesterday when we found out but it sounds like he had given in. (I told you, we need the supplies. Perhaps if we come in smaller numbers we might not be caught. Even if it was a trap, we could trick them.)
"You wouldn't be caught if you didn't go." He was talking through a mouthful of bark, sounding very disapproving. "But I know you're going to just go anyway."
(I'm upset you won't come with me.) My tail lashes against the ground, kicking up rocks and dust as it did.
"Being upset with me won't make me come. Just get back safely." Though it was said casually, something about it made me smile a bit more.
(Don't worry Dak, I'll be back with the supplies to prove you wrong.) I start walking to the cave entrance but Dak sweeps his tail forward, blocking me with it.
"Eat first." He grunted, looking out the door at the collection of arn paths in the distance.
(I need to go Dak, Tek and Zer are waiting.) I start stepping over it but he curls his tail slightly around a leg.
"Eat." He insists, pushing the grass towards me.
(Dak-)
"Eat." With that, he turns away stuffing another piece of bark into his maw, chewing roughly.
(Very well…) I am slightly annoyed that he was bossing me around. But I allowed it… I was hungry anyway.
I step up to the grass he pushed to me before digging my hoof into it. I notice from the corner of my stalk eye that he was looking at me, smiling.
I felt my hearts skip in response, startling me. I guess I couldn't say I was completely annoyed with him. He was simply looking after me after all.
(Tek, you and Zer stay here.) I motion them with my tail towards a spot with a good view of the trees above. I want to make sure that this mission would be completed without any trouble. Something about the yeerks leaving a parked ship full of supplies out in the open like this stank of a trap.
But we needed these supplies badly. The food and weapons would certainly help us. There was only so much we could collect with the yeerks getting closer to our valley day by day.
They dip their heads to me and trot off to the spot I pointed out. Satisfied that I would have some warning if we were to be attacked I trot myself towards the ship. I was focused on the panel already feeling my hearts pounding with excitement. So very close!
I pause for a moment to look around with my stalks, making sure there wasn't anyone in the trees before stepping up to the panel. The overhang blocked my view of the trees and sky leaving me slightly nervous.
Just as I start to pull wires out of the ship's hatch panel I hear the sound of a dracon beam going off before a bright flash of red lights up the ship's metallic sheen.
"TE-" Zer's voice was cut off as another blast hits them. I had no clue if they survived or not but I wasn't going to find out. If they're being shot from above then what chance would I have if I stepped out into the open.
I hear another shot fire off.
The ground next to me lit up for a moment as the dracon fire hits close. I skittered away with wide eyes, realizing that they weren't in the tree's they were on the ground!
I turn quickly, stalks searching the tree-line.
Where were they?
Where were they?
There!
But the only reason why I had spotted them was because they were already shooting again. The ground lit up again but as the smoke clears I could smell the distinctive scent of burnt flesh. Stiffening I turn my gaze to where the shot hit, falling silent as it takes a moment for my brain to register that most of my tail was missing, a burning stump where it was.
But then… then the pain came.
(AAAAHHHHH!) I leapt forward! Pain seared through my burned tail. I was panicking as I ran towards the tree line. I knew that I needed to get away, I needed to run. Who ever it was, they were a near perfect shot. It was obvious they had done that to disable me.
There was a flash of green at the corner of my vision before I felt something slam into me. I felt the breath knocked out of me as I slammed into a tree.
My vision darkened for a moment as I dizzily realized that I had just been caught. I had foolishly been caught.
My body slid up against the tree as something presses firmly into my body. I hazily noticed that a blade was being pressed against my side. The pressure in my chest was starting to push air out of me prompting me to suck in more breaths.
"So foolish." A voice hisses into my ear. I feel a wave of disgust at the feeling of his breath brushing against my cheek.
"So very foolish indeed!" The pressure on my chest becomes unbearable, snapping me out of my daze as I felt my lungs and ribs practically being crushed.
My back legs thrash as he pins me firmly against the tree behind us. I suck in breaths of air only to find myself taking less and less air as his hand presses against my chest. But despite my terror I glare at him. I defied him with kicks against his stomach that made him flinch or grunt in response.
"I am growing rather tired of you Aldrea. When will you just give into me and become my host? Why continue this game?" He hisses, jaws clenching as he sucks in his stomach to avoid getting kicked again.
(I'd rather die!) I snarl, trying to suck in another breath. My mind was swirling as darkness started to slowly take over my vision. I was running out of time and air. I needed to get away!
"You might just do that!" The blade in my side starts digging in, drawing blood.
(AH!) I could feel the blade slicing in between my ribs, digging deeper into my body. My eyes widen as my air-starved mine frantically searches for an answer to get out of here. To get away from him. But there was no way out. No way of getting away from him.
(...) My body went slack as I slowly accept that I was going to die. This is how it was going to end. Dying against some forsaken tree with the breath being pushed out of me by the same creature that killed my father. This was quite the situation.
I laughed weakly, my eyestalks lolling to the sides as my lids grew heavy. How could I had fallen for such a simple trap? How did I let my guard down for even a moment?
"Oh? Laughing in the face of death? How brave. " The yeerk mocked, eyes narrowing. I flinched as the blade was roughly yanked out of my side, blood now spilling over my fur in thick rivelts. I sucked in a breath before letting it out, my mind growing hazy.
I had not snarky answer for him this time.
Esplin clucked, his tongue snapping against the roof of his mouth while his throat warbles. I heard Dak do that before but I have no idea what it meant.
I was going under now, my eyes closing. I could hear the yeerk's voice but I could barely make out what he was saying.
"What a pitiful creature you are Aldrea. Falling for the trap I set up? I wouldn't have left that ship alone for any reason. I thought you were smarter than that." I felt the pressure on my chest release and I suck in a breath and another and another. My fuzzy brain was slowly waking up again now that oxygen was getting to it.
"I don't really think you're worth killing at this point." He digs his foot into my bladeless tail, the end still sizzling from the dracon beam blast it had endured. I only flinch, knowing that if I start to fight again he would just go back to crushing my lungs slowly. "Look at you? Do you really think you could win? Pitiful fool."
With that he releases me allowing to crumple to the ground, still sucking in air. I turn an eye on him, glaring at him. Hatred burns within my very being.
I hated him, I wanted him dead. But there was something questionable about him letting me live.
Why didn't he just kill me?
"I think I shall keep you to study. It would be rather interesting to have a live andalite subject for once." He was grinning down at me, placing a foot on my lower body. I narrowed my eyes letting out a snort in response. "You're useless without your tail now Aldrea, what else could I use you for? Target practice?"
That would've been kinder. I knew what the yeerks did to their 'test subjects'. There was not a slower death than what he could give me.
"Get up!" He kicks my side, knocking the breath out of me. But I glare up at him in defiance despite me cringing away from the pain.
"I said get up filth." He kicks me again. Blood began to seep around his sharp claws adding to the blood on the ground. I stayed silent, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of telling me what to do.
"Very well then." He bends over then grabs my arm and then grabs the base of my tail. With not-too-surprising strength he tosses me around the back of his neck and pins my hind legs together in front of himself. My head was left to hang down, me still weak.
I kept my gaze to the ground, silently fuming at my current prone form. It was like I was some weak female now, not the warrior I had been these months. This was not a situation fit for me but here I was… being dragged off to the heart of yeerk territory.
As he carries me off I take a moment to reflect on what had happened before my capture. Everything was apparently a trap and yet I still fell for it. But how could a single yeerk pull this off so well? How?
I suspiciously glance over at the controller. He looked at me from the corner of his eye as he walked, sneering a bit. I flare my nostrils while looking away.
I am feeling disgust that he would even be thinking of sparing my life. Weren't yeerks supposed to be ruthless? Were they not supposed to kill those who they could not use?
This was the exact opposite of that. This yeerk was far too odd in my opinion.
I noticed the forest becoming thinner and thinner. I also notice several yeerks leering down at me as they stopped to stare while we headed deeper into yeerk territory. I could feel myself burning under my fur in indignation.
"Sub-Visser 17, I thought you were crazy when you said you were going to catch her!" I hear a thunk behind us. I turn a stalk to stare at the hork bajir-controller coming up behind us.
"I told you I would." I could feel the sub-visser digging his claws into my hide, making me flinch. Something was upsetting him or perhaps making him nervous. But why?
"But not in one piece." The new controller was looking at my tail, face twisting into a smirk. I glared hatefully at him, daring him to say something about it.
"She's still useful." He replies, his claws digging in further, making me flinch.
"Oh? How?" The other controller was frowning slightly.
"Experimentation, this is the first live andalite we've caught. Imagine what we could learn." Sub-Visser 17 was sounding irritated now, mouth corners twitching.
"You better tell the Visser then, I'm sure he would love to hear what you're planning on doing with a live andalite." The controller laughs as he walks off and climbs up the nearest tree to a platform above.
"Fool…" Sub-Visser 17 grumbles, mouth opened slightly to reveal his teeth.
(You better tell the Visser.) I mock, eyes curling into a smirk. I flinch heavily as his claws dug into me again, drawing more blood. I was starting to wonder how many scars I would get after this. He knew I could morph but he didn't know it could heal wounds. There was no way I can heal myself until I can get away. I wouldn't want to risk being infested.
"I would be silent if I was you Aldrea." He glares at me from the corner of his eye mouth corner wrinkling slightly.
(No.) I was going to defy him even in the simplest of ways. He could either knock me out or kill me but he certainly wasn't going to silence me. (You might have caught me but that doesn't mean I will submit my will to filth like you.)
He digs his claws in down to the bottom, his glare turning to a look of anger. He hisses something through his mouth though I found myself unable to understand.
I take a moment to feel satisfaction, feeling like I had won this fight. But that feeling quickly turned to unease as he continues to carry me on through this yeerk facility. I noticed that he was taking me to a large metal building.
(Where are we going?) I asked squirming a bit as he doesn't take out his claws.
"I'm taking you to a holding cell. I can't be having you roaming around." He removes his claws making me flinch again. I felt more blood oozing over my already bloodstained pelt.
(They will come find me.) I taunt him again, knowing that they would probably at least try to rescue me. Dak probably wouldn't even wait to come and try to get me.
"That seer? What was his name? Dapsen?" He snorts in amusement at his poor attempt at humor. "I would like to see him try Aldrea."
(He will and when he does, we'll kill you.) I lift my chin meeting his gaze with my own.
"He won't. I will be making sure of that Aldrea." I shivered slightly, noticing how grim his voice sounded. I also noticed that he was pulling me closer almost as if he was… unwilling to let me go.
I fall silent, wondering what was going through his yeerk's mind. First not infesting me, even for just information simply because I had no tail. Secondly, he was going to experiment on me? But why would he do that? Wasn't he just a soldier, not a scientist?
The doors slides open and we entered the facility, both of us silent. There weren't many controllers roaming around these halls and it was surprisingly silent. I was a bit surprised considering this might've been just a prison or such.
"Here is where you will be staying Aldrea." He kicks a button at a pair of doors and then suddenly pulls me off of his shoulders. He then takes a few steps into the dim, dark room and unceremoniously dumps me on the floor.
The air is knocked out of me, making me huff, as I hit the floor. I managed to collect myself enough to glare at him.
He stares back down at me, mouth turned to a frown. "Try not to injure yourself any further while I am gone. I'd hate to infest you while you're half dead.)
Silently he turns away, closing the door behind himself as he leaves. I felt a shiver of unease run down my spine. Why did he sound so sure he would be infesting me?
I slowly get to my hooves, flinching at my stinging wounds. I take a moment to assess my damage before breathing out slowly. If left long enough they'll heal into scars, which was only slightly comforting. Thanks to the injections they gave us as children, the chances of infection setting in was low.
It still stung quite a bit and I was surprised that I didn't die from blood loss. But at least I was alive. But whether it was good or bad, I didn't know.
I now turned my attention to my new room, making note that there was a toilet made for a hork bajir in one corner and nothing else. Well at least they had the sense to not have their prisoners urinating and defecating on their floors.
How comforting.
I snorted at myself before slowly walking around the room, ignoring the unease at being in an enclosed space. All I could do was pace around, waiting for him to return. Or at least someone to return.
I knew Dak would be coming for me but I didn't know when. It could be awhile before he gathers up enough troops to actually do a raid. There wasn't an option for me to try to run away without being killed. All I could hope was that they wouldn't infest me.
I stopped at a wall, taking a moment to stare at my bladeless tail wondering if this would even stop them. They could easily infest me for information… That would be the end of the free hork-bajir if they obtained it.
I hunch over, realizing that I had doomed everyone. Once they knew…
There was no way they wouldn't infest me first. They needed to know where we were hiding out. They had an enemy captured and I knew they would be using me to their advantage. What they did afterwords with me remains to be seen.
Minutes turned to two hours as I waited for them to come to get me
The sound of the door opening made my hearts leap for a moment before I snapped my gaze to it. Standing in the doorway was a pair of hork-bajir controllers staring me down with a sneer on their faces.
"Come on andalite." The female points her weapon towards me, motioning with her head for me to follow them out. I glare at them defiantly, unmoving.
The one that spoke to me gives her weapon to her partner. She then walks to me and roughly grabbing me by my stalk just as I start backing up. I flinch away but the pain of my stalk being pulled made me tremble. My tail whips forward. But with half of it missing, it certainly didn't get far.
"We have been ordered to bring you, even if we have to drag you." I did not miss that sadistic glint in the controller's eye as she looked down upon me. I could feel her hand tightening around my stalk, forcing me to close it as the nerves are pinched.
She walks backwards, dragging me along. It only took a couple of steps before I began walking faster, looking to ease the pain. This causes her to release me with a laugh.
"Good andalite." She laughs again before turning around. She grabs her dracon beam from the other controller before walking out. I knew that if I defied them again I would probably have my stalk more than just pulled.
With a heavy, exaggerated sigh, I follow after them. I allow my stump of a tail to drag along the ground as I went, pouting like some child. Though I was pouting on the outside I was terrified internally.
I knew my fate was just minutes away and what it would be was to be seen. All I could hope that it would be a swift death.
We enter a room just a few hallways away. I was greeted with the sight of Sub-Visser 17 standing beside a rather scarred hork-bajir controller, which I assume was the Visser considering the Sub-Visser's stiff posture.
"Ah good, grab her and take her to the pool. Let's get this over with quickly." The scarred controller motions towards the pool. My hearts sank as both of them grab my arms, preparing to drag me over.
I dug in my hooves as I pull back, eyes widening. I lift my tail to fight but the sickening realization that it didn't have a blade to strike them with washes over me.
I was defenseless in a room full of yeerk scum about to be infested. I would lose control of my body… they will know everything!
They will know our base location! They will come for them! Kill them all!
I had to fight!
(NO!) My hooves screech on the floor as I continue to try to stop them from pulling me to the pool. (NO, NO, NO.)
Horror washes over me as they shove me forward, forcing me on my knees. I stare into the murky pool, nostrils flaring as I breathed in the scent of it. Disgustingly mold-like smell.
But where is the yeerk? I couldn't see the telltale signs of a yeerk swimming in there. No it was empty! But why?!
"Sub-Visser, you may have the honors of infesting this filth." I turned a stalk towards Sub-Visser 17, who was walking to me with barely concealed excitement.
I pull my head up, pushing up with my knees in a weak attempt to break away from my captors. But an andalite female was no match for two adult hork-bajir. It was a futile effort that only got me them laughing at me.
One of the hork-bajir controllers moved from me, walking to the Sub-visser's side. The one still holding me plants a foot on my back and forces my upper body down while clutching my head, kneeling down with me.
The sub-visser kneels down by the pool, grinning with anticipation. He turns his head towards the pool while his controller grabs his arms, obviously preparing to subdue his host once he leaves him.
I watch with silent horror as I stared into the eyes of my soon-to-be slaver. He stares into my own, still smirking.
There was a moment of silence before his body goes slack, twitching slightly. It was a few minutes before something comes pushing out of his ear… the yeerk.
With a wet plop, it drops into the water just as the hork-bajir suddenly yanks himself away. I the last thing I saw before my head was thrust under the surface was his horror as our eyes met once last time.
My stomachs rolled as I submerge under the lead-colored water. I suck in a bit of it but close my nostrils. I knew even if I decide to try to drown myself it wouldn't work, the yeerk would be faster than my death.
I stiffen as I felt something oddly soft gently nudging my ear. My legs kick out as it begins pressing itself into my ear. I attempted to shake my head to move it away from me but with the hork-bajir holding me down I couldn't.
All I could do was accept it. Accept it all.
(Nooo, noooo…) I moan in horror as it begins pushing itself along, numbing my ear against the pain. I could only feel a slight tingle as it moves along.
There was a moment of silence before suddenly I felt a spark of energy. A laugh echoes through my mind before I felt my limbs lock up.
( Hello Andalite!)
A rush of images began to flood my mind. Blindness, the joy of seeing for the first time, the obsession over my people, the joy of getting a hork bajir body, seeing me…
My stomachs rolled as I realized that I was being flooded with the yeerk's memories. The memories of his life but it was fragmented, I knew it was missing parts. Parts that he didn't want me to see.
( No! No…) I fall silent, realizing that I could no longer speak. I could no longer move. The yeerk had control over me.
I was tempted to fight back-
( Fighting me is useless Aldrea, you know this. ) I was in shock for a moment but once again despair washes over me. He was reading my thoughts!
( You know me now Aldrea and I know you… Well I will when I tap into your memories.) He sounds smug… well actually he feels like he was smug too. He was allowing me to feel his emotions just as he was feeling mine.
This creature's name was Esplin 9466… my new slaver.
I would've thrown up if I could.
( Ah! This is so much better!) I realize that he was pulling my head out of the sulp niar, blinking my eyes open. He turns a stalk one way then the other stalk another way while using my main eyes to look between the controllers around us.
( Oh ow!) He turned a stalk to look at my sides, still matted with blood. ( I need to heal. Oh! That stings!)
He was the one who did it after all… not like he should be surprised.
( I'm not.) He is annoyed for a moment but that is quickly swept away by his happiness.
( An andalite body! All mine! All mine!) He gleefully chuckles, getting me to my hooves. I stayed silent, quietly stewing in my own emotions. I knew that even if I fought back there was no chance of being freed. It was a waste of energy.
( Giving in already?) He was looking to the Visser… Visser Nine.
I am upset by this, realizing that I was remembering his own memories. I didn't want to know this scum… this… creature.
"Sub-Visser 17, I didn't tell you to infest her for your own amusement. I need to know what she knows." The visser was glowering at me… no him. He didn't care much about me personally, only Esplin and my knowledge.
(Yes, yes I'll get right on that.) I was feeling both startled and a bit ill. It was… odd hearing my voice but without me actually talking. It was beyond disgusting… it was beyond bizarre.
I hated it.
( Ah…) I was feeling Esplin's shock as he starts digging through my memories. The amount of disgust and helplessness was beyond what I could handle. I wanted to die so bad but I couldn't. He wouldn't allow me to.
( You could heal yourself?! You… this whole time you could've morphed back your tail! You didn't because you thought that would spare you from being infested? Ha! Foolish little andalite girl. So very foolish indeed!) Esplin laughs mockingly at me. I was feeling sick that he has found out. It was awful. There was nothing I could do about it.
But for a moment I could feel his unease. What?
( Giving up already as well? I thought you would fight me more. This is so very disappointing Aldrea. I'm almost sad.) He sneers at me. How cruel!
( Oh so that's where you've been hiding.) He focuses on Visser Nine, smiling slightly with my own eyes as well.
(They are hiding in a valley not too far from here. They were right next to us this whole time.) He laughs my own laugh… but it somehow felt colder, more sadistic.
"Good, now that you've extracted the information we needed you are free to leave the andalite. We will be disposing of her promptly." Visser Nine motions back towards the pool. I could feel panic rising within Esplin. I could feel my body stiffening as well in reaction to it.
( Why are you so afraid?) I jokingly mocked him, feeling slightly joyful that my hell would end soon.
( I'm not giving you up! You're mine! Mine, mine, mine!) A wave of obsessiveness washes over me, startling me but not surprising me. He was quite 'the andalite lover' as a rather smart yeerk had told him before.
( SILENCE.) I cringe within my own mind at his roar. I wasn't expecting it to be so loud!
( They don't believe me about your morphing Aldrea. They never did… If I morph now I could possibly prove them wrong! Yes, then I'll get to keep you! You'll be mine my dear andalite! Yes you will be! Yes!) He was practically oozing self-satisfaction over my brain.
But what if the Visser decided that he wanted my body instead of Esplin? He did just allow him to infest me. He probably had the power to take me away from him as well.
I had no idea what that would entail for me… my people would certainly be making a mockery of me. Especially if they found out I had the ability to morph. I would be a target for both death and even more abuse.
( Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! ) I could feel his panic rising again for a moment before his feelings were cut off. I realized that he was panicking now. He probably realizes that I was most likely right.
Who wouldn't want a body that could not only morph but also heal itself in the process…?
It was disgustingly odd to think of myself as just a 'body'. But that what I was to them now. A body to be used by them.
"Esplin, why are you hesitating? Leave the andalite now." The Visser was starting to look a bit suspicious now, eyes narrowing at Esplin.
(Sir, I would like to keep her. Not as my host but as something else.) I could feel satisfaction oozing all over me again.
( You won't get away that easy!) He gloats gleefully. He's already thinking he's won!
"Something else?" The Visser's nostrils flared for a moment, examining me up and down.
(Yes sir, I would like to keep her as a slave. I can think of nothing more degrading, besides being a host, for an andalite to be.) I was feeling rage slowly boiling up inside of me.
A slave?!
( DISGUSTING.) I roar, my anger boiling over rather quickly. Of all things! Of all things.
I knew that was the reaction he wants from me but I couldn't keep quiet. What use would a yeerk have for a slave? Especially an andalite slave? What use would I be to him.
I couldn't help the uncontrolled hatred that floods from me to him. I hadn't wanted him dead more than I did right then and there.
But the yeerk is amused, pleased, and happy. He thought he had won.
"That is self-indulgent Sub-Visser 17, why should I allow this?" The Visser narrows his eyes at us.
(Who wouldn't want to humiliate an andalite? I believe it would be rather amusing for a while to have an andalite serve under a yeerk.) He motions towards my body, tipping his head to the side. The Visser was looking a bit thoughtful as he looks at us.
The silence was making me uncomfortable. What was he thinking? He seriously wasn't...
He was seriously thinking about it?!
( I win Aldrea, you're mine! Mine forever!) He gleefully laughs, wrapping me up in his own joy. I couldn't help the wave of disgust that came in response. It didn't dampen his joy.
"Both of you, leave. Bring his host with you, we'll be needing it soon." He motions to the two who had silently been waiting near by. Though as Esplin turns a stalk towards them, it was hard to miss the shock over their faces.
Quickly they left.
The Visser shuffles his feet for a moment, lifting his chin.
"I don't normally allow this considering it's incredibly indulgent but you had helped greatly. I could see a promotion in your future Sub-Visser 17. With that I will allow you to keep an andalite slave."
Esplin's joy was almost overwhelming. The emotions that flooded into me was pure joy.
"Anyway, it will be amusing as you had said." He was grinning now.
(Thank you sir.) He bows to him slightly, barely concealing his joy. I knew he would be smiling like an absolute fool if he knew that he wouldn't get in trouble for it.
But my despair deepened even more. I might not be infested like the others but that doesn't mean I would be truely free. No, now I was lower than a host really. Just a slave… a toy to this creature.
( Now, now Aldrea you're more than just that. You are very special! An andalite slave! You are so very special!) The way he spoke to me made me utterly sick. I certainly wasn't going to be happy to be serving under some yeerk filth.
( You'll change you're mind Aldrea. I'm sure one day you'll never believe that you didn't like serving me.) He was watching the hork-bajir step into the room, dragging his host back in who was fighting them. Though it was weak, almost like he had given up already. My stomachs turn at the sight.
( You're mine now Aldrea, and you'll forever be mine.) Another wave of delight washes over me as he walks us to the pool again.
I knew that there was no getting away. Even as Esplin left my head, my despair didn't wane. Now not only will they attack our base, everyone might be killed as well. There would be no one coming for me…
Not even Dak…
I didn't move from the pool, even as my head was pulled above the surface, now free of Esplin, I didn't rejoice.
I would never be seeing Dak again. A deep ache within my hearts made it hard to even move. I felt like my world was darkening, becoming less at the thought of losing him.
If only I hadn't left on that mission then I would be with him, talking strategies and just simply passing time with him. I wouldn't have had a filthy yeerk inside of me… I wouldn't be a slave.
Dak…
The image of him looking down at me, smiling almost sadly, played through my mind. The ache within my hearts nearly became unbearable. I wanted him with me…
To me not only he is a friend but he was sense of safety, a sense of warmth… a sense of home on this war torn planet. He was everything comforting to me.
Surprise made me shiver as I realize something that I am realizing too late. I had denied it so many times but it was all so clear to me…
I believe I was in love with Dak.
My hearts clench as I felt sadness rush over me, the pain almost becoming unbearable.
I would never be seeing him again.
I noticed movement beside me, waking me up from my daze.
It's the Sub-Visser.
He grabs my arm before pulling me up, a sneer crossing over his face. Within moments I felt rage burn through me.
This was his fault! It was all his fault! He was the reason why I was here in the first place. This utter scum had taken everything away from me.
(DON'T TOUCH ME.) I roared, yanking my arm away from him, ignoring the pain of his claws slicing through my flesh.
"Ah!" He was more amused than shocked as he gazes down at me. "There's that fight! Just as I remembered you being."
(Yeerk scum. YOU UTTER SCUM.) I raise my bladeless tail, eyes burning with hatred as I look at him. I was half-tempted to morph to kill him but that would take too long. He would have me pinned before I even get halfway.
He shakes his head at me, stepping towards me. I look up at him, eyes meeting his own. I wasn't going to be intimidated but this scum!
"That's what I like about you, you like to fight when it's pointless. It'll be enjoyable slowly training you into a perfect slave." He roughly grabs my stalk, yanking. I tip my head back, pain making my headache.
"I will make you submit to me Aldrea. You are mine to rule." He grabs my cheeks in between his clawed fingers, digging them in. "One day I will get my andalite host but for now, you will be my test subject. I want the best way to make my host submit and using you will be perfect practice."
That was the moment when my true hell started.
END OF CHAPTER