My eyes flickered open. I was still dazed. For a moment I had no recollection of what happened. I tried to stand but found that I could not. I was not alarmed by it, not yet. My eyes scanned the ship... my ship, The Jahar. The memories flooded back.
The Time Matrix, the Taxxon Home world, Elfangor.
I was suddenly filled with rage. I remembered ordering Elfangor to destroy the Yeerks, but he wouldn't. It wasn't 'honorable'. Coward! And then the alien- the male- attacked me, distracted me, long enough for the Aristh to render me unconscious.
That sniveling Aristh! He'd attacked me! His commanding officer! How dare he? I tried to look around my ship, tried to look for the traitor. I'd kill that pathetic fool for his insubordination!
But I couldn't. I couldn't move my stalk eyes.
And yet, they were moving, as if on their own.
I began to realize it then, what had just transpired, the horror of that truth churned inside me.
No. It was impossible. It couldn't be!
In desperation, I tried to stand, to move my tail, I tried to move my eyes.
But I couldn't.
{Incredible...}
A voice. A voice in my head.
NO! I tried to scream, but I couldn't! I couldn't do anything!
My eyes scanned the room, saw the two aliens, saw in every direction at once. My hands lifted and clenched. My tail whipped up, over my head.
But I hadn't done any of it.
{Awake at last? Alloran-Semitur-Corrass? A little late, I think.}
No!
My mind raced. This couldn't be happening!
{You shouldn't deny reality Alloran. It isn't healthy.} The voice mocked.
There had to be something, anything I could do. There had to be!
It laughed. {There's nothing. Understand that, Andalite. There's nothing you can do! You're mine. Your body is mine! The first Andalite Controller!}
No...!
{Oh, yes. I am Esplin 9466. Remember the name, Alloran, I think the two of us will be together for quite some time.}
He was right. That had only been the beginning... the beginning of a new life of slavery and indignity.
A life as the Abomination.