My name Is Rosalie.
My friends call me Rose or Rosey… if I had any.
You see I am what you call a controller. A human trapped within my own body, as a alien parasite lives in my head. The alien is called a Yeerk. They invade through you ear canal and squish through all the nooks and crannies in your skull to get to your brain. Once they get to the brain, you lose all control. You can even wiggle a toe for yourself.
Before this, I had a decent life. My parents died when I was young, so I was put in an orphanage, waiting for someone to come by and adopt me. when I was 5, that day finally came. I went home with a lovely man and woman, who were very nice. They had a kid already, and he was nice. I went to a good school, got good grades and didn't cause any trouble for myself. I loved my new family.
Then it happened, a few years later. My adoptive parents came home one night from their little club they joined with my brother and they acted… different. I hadn't thought much of it at the time, but each day I noticed something missing. Soon they managed to get me and what was left of my family.
The Yeerk I was given to, Iniss nine seven nine, was very important. Not to mention she was all buddy buddy with the one and only Visser Three. Visser Three is the leader of the invasion of Earth. He controls everything and not to mention he had the power to morph, to be any animal he wishes. Why was I given to such an important Yeerk, you ask? Well that because of my special abilities. You see, I can read people. I can look at anyone and deduct anything I want to: how old they were, where they worked, how much money they make, what their parents do, how many siblings they have… You get it. Not to mention, I can morph too. I wasn't given the power by the Yeerks. The only ones who could give me the special power would of been the Andillites, but I don't know any. I just had it and I regret ever finding out I had it. I regret it because now I am the Yeerks secret weapon. I have a special kind of morphing too, to make it worse for my species. I can control my morphs and half morph. Half morphing is taking the power and some characteristics of the animal and combining them with my own. God I hate myself.
Report Iniss nine seven nine Visser Three commanded.
I was in my basement with my family. The Yeerk inside me contacted the Visser through device I really didn't care about.
"The Sharing has brought in about 20 new members. 10 happened to be voluntary, but the others—" My mouth moved and my voice was force out by the Yeerk, but the Visser cut her off.
I didn't ask about the Sharing! I wanted news of the Andillite bandits He yelled in thought speak. You see Andillites don't have mouths, so they talk using a email like way. You can send it to specific people or to everyone.
"There is no new from us about the Andillite bandits. I believe that Is Iniss two two six's job" Nine seven nine said. The Andillite bandits were a group of the morph capable aliens, or so we believed. Picture a blue deer, scorpion hybrid with stalk eyes on the top of its head and a wicked scythe type tail. Yeah thats an Andillite.
What was that?! The Visser roared.
Looks like someone is in trouble. I taunted to the Yeerk.
Be quiet you. She barked.
I snickered to myself. I could feel the Yeerk getting worried and I liked it.
"We will land a hand in capturing the Andillite bandits." The Yeerk raised my hand and instead of a regular human hand it was a large tiger paw. A rare black tiger may I add. "They will be captured by my paw in fact".
Your confidence makes my sick. I sneered. She ignored me, this time.
They better be, other wise your fate may be in danger Iniss Visser said whipping his Andillite tail near our neck.
I could feel the fear radiating of of the Yeerk. Even thought it was a hologram she was scared. Me on the other hand did not care. I rather be dead so I wouldn't be a controller.
Nine seven nine gave a bow as the hologram vanished.
Hey, if you don't move faster you will make us late for school. I said.
Didn't I say for you to be quiet? She asked. she started walking out to the car and she climbed in with my "parents".
Yes you did. Did I care enough to listen? Not really. To be honest, I love taunting her.
As the teacher droned on with the lesson, both me and the Yeerk didn't bother to listen. We both didn't care.
"And the square root of—"
Cut off by the bell.
We sprung out of the chair and silently walked out of the the classroom. Even before I had a Yeerk in my head, I was a loner. I didn't talk to anyone and I had my nose usually stuck in a book. The Yeerk put on my usual glare as we walked to the lockers. She opened my locker and grabbed the books needed and my little reading book that she brings around for show. She never reads it, but pretends to so she can keep the act up. I suddenly felt like I was being watched. The Yeerk sensed my concern and turned my body for me. Behind us was a boy. I would say he is short, but I shouldn't talk. I'm short as well. He had dark hair up to is shoulders and olive colored skin. The Yeerk narrowed my eyes. Not to scare him, though. I used to do that so I could get a read. She wanted me to deduce who he was. I scanned his face. I could see the dark color under his eyes.
Was up late last night, by the look under his eyes. That is what popped into my mind. The Yeerk automatically started to suck up the information that formed.
I noticed that he was carrying a binder, a piece of paper sticking out of it. The name Marco was on the name line and below that was the grade of his last English assignment.
He was possibly doing homework late last night… no he did it this morning.
Behind that was a signature on another failed assignment.
A man's handwriting. His fathers, but a student usually gets it signed by their mother… Wait this is Marco. I heard around his mother had died years ago.
All of the information formed with in seconds of seeing the evidence.
"May I help you?" my voice sounded.
"Hi, my name is Marco. Are you new?" He asked
Why is this person talking to you? No one talks to you. The Yeerk said. What she said kind of stung, but I ignored it.
"I am not new. I have been going here for a while" The Yeerk made me say. We started walking away, but he caught up to us.
"You have?" He asked. "I haven't seen you around".
"cool". The Yeerk said. "I don't like talking to people" She made me sound monotone and she hit what I would do, spot on.
"Well whats your name?" He asked.
"Rosalie" She said plainly. She tried to walk faster, but it seemed Marco wasn't giving up like others that I would do this to.
"A pretty name, for a pretty girl" He winked. "So where are you headed?"
"English, room 32" The Yeerk answered.
"Great! I'm going there too". He said as he pulled me by my arm to get to class.
Why the sudden interest?