I've written a story! And it's Erek/One-of-the-Animorphs-you'll-figure-it-
out-soon-enough. That's new. I've never seen this particular pairing, so
I think it's the first. Actually, I've never seen Erek paired with anyone.
Beware: Erek angst. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
...Not really. I love the little android. ^_^
Metallic Emotions
"Erek?"
I glance up, looking the man pretending to be my father.
"Yes?" I answer, not really paying attention.
He hesitates. "Well, I'm worried about you. You've been... preoccupied lately. Distracted. Marie needed you to download that program into the Chee-net yesterday, and you... forgot."
I wince. A bit obvious that I had been distracted. I know most people reading this would think "So? He's only human."
But that's the problem. I'm not human. I'm an android, and so is he. My human name is Erek, just as his human name is John. We're high-tech machines, incapable of hurting anyone. We are also immortal, unless destroyed. We've been on Earth since the beginning of humans. Or, as Marco might say, "Since humans were just figuring out how to peel a banana."
Marco. He's one of the six kids called the Animorphs that are trying to stop the Yeerks from taking over Earth --
[KC: And blah blah blah. We all know the story]
"Sorry. My mind was on... other things." I say, concentrating very, very, very hard on the book I was reading for school. It's on World War Two. I don't need to read it. I already know everything. I was there.
"Erek, we're..." He pauses, then continues. "It's almost an impossibility for us to not remember to do something. Who were you thinking about?"
"What do you mean, who?" I ask, human face taking on an annoyed look. I've been imitating humans for so long that it comes automatically now. I don't know if that's good or bad.
"Erek, just answer my question."
I sigh, a human habit. Ever since he took on the role of my 'father', he seems to think he has the right to tell me what to do.
"The Animorphs." I say, not wanting an argument.
"Any particular Animorph?" He asks, his expression taking on the look that greatly resembled the look the psychiatrist he played often wore before he 'died'.
I pause. "...Yes." I say slowly.
John looks a little nervous. "What?" I ask, thoroughly annoyed now.
"Have you been, well, hanging around this Animorph more than usual? For no apparant reason?"
"Yes?" I snap, not liking where this is going.
"Erek... I think... you may be, well... attracted to one of the Animorphs."
That freezes me. I say nothing for a long, long time, just going over the words "attracted to one of the Animorphs" over and over in my mind.
Finally, I do speak. "I - I don't think so. I mean, they're nice, so I was just being friendly, they're helping us win the war, you know, so I just..." I'm babbling. It can't be true. Absolutely CANNOT be true.
But, what scares me is, it can be true. It can. Because the Pemalites had such advanced technology that we can feel emotions. Love, hate, embarrasment, jealousy, fear... We can feel any emotion humans can. Any emotion Andalites can. Any emotion.
Because, really, we're not just mindless androids. We're a race of intelligent creatures that just happen to be made of metal.
But I can't have fallen in love. I just can't have.
Why?
Because the Pemalites programmed the Chee so that they were loyal. And that loyalty only allows us to love one person. No more.
So I loved one of the Animorphs. That was bad. For me, at least. Possibly for them. Because I was the one always giving them information. As a result, they usually went on dangerous missions, with a high rate of getting themselves killed. And if I loved one of them...
I wouldn't be able to bring myself to do it. Wouldn't be able to send them off on a suicide mission if I loved one of them.
And if the Animorph died... then I wouldn't be able to live without them. It's happened before, with other Chee. They fell in love with a human, married them, pretended to be human and then... self-destructed when they died. Because they loved them too much to live without them.
Love.
I'm beginning to hate the word. [KC: HAHA! Contradictions!]
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Before anyone reams me out, I MADE UP HIS NAME! I MADE IT UP, GODDAMMIT!!! I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT MR. KING'S HUMAN NAME IS!!! *calms down* I'm done.
And, end chapter one! You'll find out who the Animorph is next chapter. Exciting, huh? Now, everybody guess at who it is. One guess per person. As soon as somebody gets it right, I'll post the next chapter and dedicate it to that person! (I know, my prizes suck). But any, please guess! And I'll make it slightly easier: It's NOT Tobias or Ax. But you probably knew that.
Review?
Beware: Erek angst. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
...Not really. I love the little android. ^_^
Metallic Emotions
"Erek?"
I glance up, looking the man pretending to be my father.
"Yes?" I answer, not really paying attention.
He hesitates. "Well, I'm worried about you. You've been... preoccupied lately. Distracted. Marie needed you to download that program into the Chee-net yesterday, and you... forgot."
I wince. A bit obvious that I had been distracted. I know most people reading this would think "So? He's only human."
But that's the problem. I'm not human. I'm an android, and so is he. My human name is Erek, just as his human name is John. We're high-tech machines, incapable of hurting anyone. We are also immortal, unless destroyed. We've been on Earth since the beginning of humans. Or, as Marco might say, "Since humans were just figuring out how to peel a banana."
Marco. He's one of the six kids called the Animorphs that are trying to stop the Yeerks from taking over Earth --
[KC: And blah blah blah. We all know the story]
"Sorry. My mind was on... other things." I say, concentrating very, very, very hard on the book I was reading for school. It's on World War Two. I don't need to read it. I already know everything. I was there.
"Erek, we're..." He pauses, then continues. "It's almost an impossibility for us to not remember to do something. Who were you thinking about?"
"What do you mean, who?" I ask, human face taking on an annoyed look. I've been imitating humans for so long that it comes automatically now. I don't know if that's good or bad.
"Erek, just answer my question."
I sigh, a human habit. Ever since he took on the role of my 'father', he seems to think he has the right to tell me what to do.
"The Animorphs." I say, not wanting an argument.
"Any particular Animorph?" He asks, his expression taking on the look that greatly resembled the look the psychiatrist he played often wore before he 'died'.
I pause. "...Yes." I say slowly.
John looks a little nervous. "What?" I ask, thoroughly annoyed now.
"Have you been, well, hanging around this Animorph more than usual? For no apparant reason?"
"Yes?" I snap, not liking where this is going.
"Erek... I think... you may be, well... attracted to one of the Animorphs."
That freezes me. I say nothing for a long, long time, just going over the words "attracted to one of the Animorphs" over and over in my mind.
Finally, I do speak. "I - I don't think so. I mean, they're nice, so I was just being friendly, they're helping us win the war, you know, so I just..." I'm babbling. It can't be true. Absolutely CANNOT be true.
But, what scares me is, it can be true. It can. Because the Pemalites had such advanced technology that we can feel emotions. Love, hate, embarrasment, jealousy, fear... We can feel any emotion humans can. Any emotion Andalites can. Any emotion.
Because, really, we're not just mindless androids. We're a race of intelligent creatures that just happen to be made of metal.
But I can't have fallen in love. I just can't have.
Why?
Because the Pemalites programmed the Chee so that they were loyal. And that loyalty only allows us to love one person. No more.
So I loved one of the Animorphs. That was bad. For me, at least. Possibly for them. Because I was the one always giving them information. As a result, they usually went on dangerous missions, with a high rate of getting themselves killed. And if I loved one of them...
I wouldn't be able to bring myself to do it. Wouldn't be able to send them off on a suicide mission if I loved one of them.
And if the Animorph died... then I wouldn't be able to live without them. It's happened before, with other Chee. They fell in love with a human, married them, pretended to be human and then... self-destructed when they died. Because they loved them too much to live without them.
Love.
I'm beginning to hate the word. [KC: HAHA! Contradictions!]
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Before anyone reams me out, I MADE UP HIS NAME! I MADE IT UP, GODDAMMIT!!! I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT MR. KING'S HUMAN NAME IS!!! *calms down* I'm done.
And, end chapter one! You'll find out who the Animorph is next chapter. Exciting, huh? Now, everybody guess at who it is. One guess per person. As soon as somebody gets it right, I'll post the next chapter and dedicate it to that person! (I know, my prizes suck). But any, please guess! And I'll make it slightly easier: It's NOT Tobias or Ax. But you probably knew that.
Review?