by Rilo
Disclaimer: Animorphs belongs to K.A.A., I'm just borrowing them. Don't sue please, i have nothing worth taking. From David's POV.
I tried to save them, I honestly did.
But he got to them first.
He twisted them, corrupted them, blinded them to the truth.
I couldn't stop him. Oh, if only I'd gotten there sooner!
I know I could have stopped him.
Even though I'm only human.
I know, you're thinking, "He's only human too."
But he's not.
He has powers.
Evil ones.
He can twist thoughts, go in your mind!
Make you feel, make you think, what he wants you to think!
And that's not all.
He can move things, move them without touching them.
He can!
I've seen him do it!
He did it when we were younger.
I thought it was fun he could do that.
Oh, if I had only known then what I do now...
He tried to use his powers on the Millers, you know.
Tried to make them adopt him, instead of me.
Tried to make them feel sorry for him!
Him, a monster! A demon!
But I stopped him.
I still thought he was human then.
He almost killed me for it.
It started slowly, with him resisting me, my control.
Yes, I'd managed to control him, keep him from other people.
That didn't last.
Soon, he was completely ignoring me, ignoring my control.
I knew I only had one choice.
I had to kill him.
After a few days of careful planning, I was ready.
I crept into his room at the orphanage, oh, so quietly.
I looked at him, his innocent sleeping face.
For a moment, I lost my resolve.
How could he be evil? He was my brother!
Then I remembered what he had done,
What he could do, if not stopped.
I picked up the pillow, his pillow that was laying on the floor.
He always did have a habit of sleeping without a pillow.
I raised it high, then, before I could lose my resolve, pressed it over his nose and mouth.
He woke almost immediately, thrashing as he tried to get the pillow off.
But, powers or no, I always was the strongest physically, and he couldn't break my grip.
When he stopped moving, I thought I'd done it.
Then I was flung against the wall and pinned there,
Pinned by nothing more then his powers.
When he got the pillow off his face and saw who had tried to kill him, his look of shock,
Of betrayal,
Almost made me think I was wrong,
That he wasn't a monster.
Almost.
The murderous rage that crossed his face a moment later dispelled all my doubts.
He was a monster.
A demon.
Evil.
Who had me at his mercy.
The fear kicked in as I realized this, but I refused to let it show.
I would not beg for my life in front of this monster!
His eyes turned blue, the way he always did when he was extremely hurt,
Or getting ready to use his powers.
I braced myself for the blow, the killing blow that was coming..
Then, as the door opened, he dropped me.
Mrs. Herick walked in and demanded to know what we were doing.
Oh, how innocent he looked as he convinced her nothing was going on!
I could almost believe it myself.
Almost.
I scrambled out of the room while she was talking to him.
I escaped with my life.
A few days later, I went home with the Millers.
For years, I lived a happy life, one without fear of him.
I thought I was safe.
That changed the day Vissor Three attacked,
The day I heard, in my head, the voice of the demon.
Of him.
Tobias.
I've told you the rest, of how I joined the Animorphs,
Tried to save them.
But they were too far gone to save.
So I tried to destroy them, to release them the only way I could.
I tried to kill him when that didn't work.
I thought I had succeeded.
But he tricked me,
Helped trap me in this horrible body.
So now, I'm telling you, so you can carry on the fight.
Stop him.
Hello?
Are you there?
Is...anyone there?