Author's Note: I promise that later on Enichonsho will get more attention paid to her. She'll also get a big dose of character development which I can't promise will be the happiest thing in the world.

I also haven't decided on Eoptis' original name. Which is a reason it hasn't been brought up yet.

This chapter combines "Completion/Connection Begun", "Completion/History of Dogs", "Completion/The Wrong Shame", and "Completion/The Truth is Told".

Sometimes it is better to go your own way, but sometimes you have to listen to your wife. Especially when you nearly got yourself, your son, and one of your daughters killed when you didn't before.

Inior is safe and Enichonsho is watching over him. Faniffoy told me as we worked on having the Shormlit secure the Torf to it. He was more frightened than anything else.

Good. I said and hoped my thought-speak didn't sound too pained.

I felt weakened as Chee had directed Quio and myself to do some minor repairs so that the Torf would be safely secured to the Shormlit.

Have you ever tested this before? Faniffoy asked and a second later replied. No, you haven't.

I smiled the way only Andalites do and said, I haven't tested it but the Torf is just within the limits of what the tractor beam can hold.

I turned one of my stalk eyes to look at Chee. He seemed to be quickly heading towards death. I wasn't familiar with Pemalites, morphing only gave me a small glimpse into his mind, and hoped I was just misreading so that we still had time to save the last Pemalite.

"When will I be on board your ship?" Chee managed to ask.

We should be able to get you over in a few minutes. Faniffoy replied.

Now everyone, but Inior and Enichonsho, knew about the plan to give Chee the ability to morph. My wife was well aware of how I could not feel bound by Seerow's Kindness like the majority of Andalites, but she still didn't seem happy. Probably due to not fully trusting Chee or possibly that she thought what Chee had was contagious.

"As for Prince Eoptis and Quio?" Chee asked.

We will be gathering materials up so that when we arrive to Bob's check point things will run smoothly. I told him. And we will go back onto the Shormlit once we reach the check point.

"And you trust Bob?"

The protection of my family depends on trusting him. I replied and Chee nodded back like he regretted understanding the feeling.

Having been in Pemalite morph, I could understand why he didn't like the truth of what I had just said.

I had chosen my current task so that I could look over Pemalite history without being interrupted.

I had to look through many items so that I could get them somewhat organized for Bob. Since Andalites didn't have much dealings with the Skrit Na, and those they had weren't usually friendly, I didn't know if there was an organization system they used.

All I knew was that they collected random shit from different races across the galaxy. They focused on primitive worlds and would sometimes even abduct the natives of those worlds.

Elfangor had told me his story and so I knew someone that had a first hand account of that happening.

As I made my way across a whole history of an extinct race, except for Chee, I allowed my feelings of amazement to overwhelm me.

I heard familiar footsteps behind me and I turned my stalk eyes to watch her come towards me.

Do we really have to spend time on this? Quio asked.

I put down a small statue and replied, It will be easier with the Skrit Na if things are prepared.

Do they even care how we hand things to them?

Probably not. But we still need to be prepared, anyways. So did Chee get into the Shormlit safely?

Yes. Quio said with a little bit of anger in her thought-speak.

I knew she didn't like Chee or anyone that wasn't an Andalite. In fact, she probably resented me because I took her dream of becoming a Prince one day away. But she was a female and wouldn't have gotten that far if things went as they usually did in the Andalite Military.

Maybe she'd become a Warrior at most.

So are you going to tell me? She asked after a few minutes.

Let's finish arranging stuff for Bob and then I'll tell our entire family.

Even Chee?

Yes. We rescued him so he's part of our family, even if only for a little bit, so I'm going to tell him too.

Quio twitched her tail as she helped me.

Faniffoy was being silent even as I asked her what she had meant by her statement.

I was in the communication room where Chee had been discovered and Quio was looking bored behind me.

But Chee is fine? He made it out okay? I asked her again.

I knew that Chee acquiring and morphing Faniffoy would disturb her, but she had agreed to the plan. I had originally wanted to have him acquire me, but that hadn't worked out.

Finally she said, It's wrong. It's so wrong.

I could tell by her tone that she was ashamed for what she was feeling. She turned all her eyes away from me. When an Andalite doesn't look at you, avoids your gaze, that means something.

What is wrong? I asked Faniffoy. I'm sure he-

And with that I got my answer. My wife shivered in a manner that was similar, but not exactly the same, as a human would if they were about to barf.

Now Andalites do fight the Yeerks and protect the freedom of the galaxy, but they aren't always the kindest of people. Some ideologies are downright archaic in human standards. And if not archaic, quickly heading that way.

Sometimes Andalites do things right like promoting honor, but they still don't believe women are equal to males. As if genitalia means anything on the battlefield especially when they can't use female tail-blades as a defense anymore.

There is now the ability to morph and weapons are more widely used than tail-blade fighting (though every Aristh will still use their tail-blades to fight even when they don't need to).

And one of those Andalite ideologies is one of the reasons the Andalites were now hunting me: any Andalite that believed himself/herself to be a gender other than their biological one were hunted down and/or locked away.

With the invention of the Escafil Device these huntings had become more common, though no one could figure out any connection between the two.

Of course Faniffoy was ashamed about her upbringing right now, I was one of those despicable things to most Andalites and she didn't want to insult me.

So Chee is transgender. I said.

Yes. Faniffoy replied.

And he has healed fine?

Yes. No complications arose.

Even if one of my stalk eyes hadn't been looking at Quio, I would've still felt the anger radiating from her. I felt that if I hadn't been her father, or a Prince, that she would've tried to kill me. Or she would use the threat of killing me to have Faniffoy kill Chee.

Are you ready to enter Z-space? I asked.

Yes. And you're sure your plan will work? The tractor beam will hold the Torf?

Is he ever sure? Quio asked and I was unsure if she was joking.

But I had to treat it as a joke.

I knew my daughter: She would get angry at me, even loathe me at times, but she would never try to kill me.

I'm your father, of course I'm sure. I replied right before we entered Z-space.

I knew my children would understand and I hoped Chee wouldn't be bothered.

I was used to giving big speeches to have my men put the possibility of death far back into their minds. It'd be there, but they'd fight hard for honor or to not disappoint me.

But when you have to change someone's entire perspective of who you are, that's hard. That's difficult. That is a fear greater than any battle. I've faced death, had people die beside me, and even lead men to their death with less anxiety than I was experiencing now.

I looked at what passed as a screen and saw my family gathered there.

Inior was weak but supported by Enichonsho. Chee stood beside Faniffoy and looked much better than he had earlier.

Quio was still in the Torf next to me. I had thought about going back to the Shormlit but had decided it wasn't safe to do so in Z-space.

I'm going to tell you a story. I began. Before I begin, though, I want to tell you that I love you all. That I loathe the Yeerks and that I want to help the Andalite military but can't at this time.

It can't be that bad. Inior commented. You only think it's something big because the military overreacted.

When has it ever overreacted? Quio asked.

I had to hold myself back from laughing. The Andalite military wasn't always the most sensitive of people and victory meant more to them than a species that wasn't their own.

I wasn't angry at Quio's naivete. She had wanted to be a Prince one day. Of course she would think that there was no dark side to war. That there was only right and wrong.

The Hork-Bajir. I said calmly. Our military thought that killing a species off was better than having them as hosts for Yeerks. There is a coldness you have to have to make that decision.

That's just a rumor. Quio replied quickly.

I was always surprised at how Andalites thought they were the lords of everything and yet killing off something below them was a sin.

Prince Elfangor told me. I explained. One of his early adventures involved Alloran.

That shut Quio up and quickly.

Are you all ready? I asked and there was silence.

Of course they wanted to hear my story.

I explained about Earth, Bruce Banner, the Hulk, and who gave me the Andalite body I was now in. I explained things in detail while not talking about others. There were some secrets that I would keep.

By the end everyone was in silence.