Here is another short Chapter, I have been very busy and still have a lot to do tonight but I can't seem to concentrate on schoolwork so I figured I'd just write some here instead.

Hope everyone is enjoying so far. Well wish me luck on my exams tomorrow and that I sell my other horse Chavez- Chavez.

Visser Three

It had been less than one day and already that beast Elfangor was ready to surrender the bandits for his pet human. If I would have known it would have been so easy to get his cooperation I would have used such a method earlier. Perhaps the War-Prince wasn't so different than the child I had known so many years ago. He was still a weak sentimental fool. His attachment to this human girl was laughable.

Already he was making mistakes. In his desperation to get to her he agrees to a meeting on my poolship then he tries to make demands! Ha! I could already hear his screams, how I would make him suffer.

"Visser the bladeship is leaving orbit, estimated time of return: one standard hour." I looked at the Hork-Bajir that had spoken, he knew better than to break my concentration. I had other things to worry about, a victory to savor. No, I would not let this insignificant ruin my day of victory.

I left the bridge and broke into a trot. I had spoke to the Council of Thirteen several hours ago and for the first time in many, many months they did not seem as displeased with me. Finally I was able to convince them of the treachery of Visser One, that she deserved to die and I did it without incriminating myself. In a month she would be dead and I would be the new Visser One.

In a month the War would be over. I would be hailed the greatest of the Yeerk Vissers. I would take earth; I would defeat Elfangor…again.

The thought of him immediately darkened my mood. Every time I think he's dead, he returns an even more apparent thorn in my side. I had killed him quickly the last time, this time however I would extend his death until he begged for it.

I had reached the drop-shaft and stepped inside, only to emerge several seconds in the heart of the poolship. A dimly lit corridor that smelled of stale air and death had once been an infirmary for wounded host, now it led only to a single room. The room was dark and seldom used, basically forgotten about. I had selected in specifically for this purpose. Even if he searched for the human girl he would never find her.

Dismissing the two Hork-Bajir guards I pressed my palm to the panel and the door slid slowly open. I could barely see inside as I waited for my main eyes to adjust. Stepping inside I could feel the static from the force field that kept my prisoner contained. Not that it was necessary.

Huddled in the corner was the pathetic mound of human flesh. She wasn't even worth feeding. Loren was not a large human by any means, and after all that I had done to her most all that remained was flesh and bone as the humans say.

(Get up human.) Slowly she struggled to her feet. Her face was dark and bruised, her blind eyes were sunken. Emaciated and weak she stood defiant before me. Humans were a species that needed to be subdued and taught their place in the galaxy. This particular one I would see broken.

"Did you think I had escaped Visser?" Her voice was full of cold contempt and yet it was soft, barely more than a whisper. Had she been my enemy perhaps I would have feared her. There was strength in her, pitiful creature that she was.

(Be silent or I'll kill you.)

"Should I be afraid Visser? Should I fear death when I do not fear you?"

(Silence!) My tail whipped through the force field knocking her against the wall. For several moments she did not move. Then painfully she climbed back to her feet. Using the wall to orient herself she faced me.

(They are coming for you human girl, but they will not find you. And then after I have captured the Andalite Bandits, I will kill you. Then I will find your son and I will make him host to my most loyal soldier. Or perhaps I will keep you alive long enough to hear his screams as he is dragged…) my voice trailed off.

The strange human girl was smiling at me, it was a cold, victorious smile and she was laughing. I felt the hair rise on my neck. Never in all my time will I forget that laugh, I had meant to break her spirit, instead I'd given her hope.

"But they are coming for me, and you're afraid I can feel it. You're afraid because you know that when they come it will be you they're hunting, why else would you waste your time posturing in front of a blind woman. If your so confident, do it in front of the council." There was surety in her voice.

I stepped through the force field so that I was face to face with her. Her head only came to my chin. Those milky blue eyes stared right through me.

(We'll see human, we'll see.)