Hello, peeps! It's been a while, I know, but I really just wasn't in the mood for it. Lame, I know. I don't care.
After falling into Animorphs #20, Willamine discovers that she is literally not herself. Both intentionally and not, she changes what happens in the series, along with help from her host, former Controller Artiss seven-four-four, for what she hopes is the better. After de-Yeerking Tom Berenson, her current boyfriend and Jake's older brother, Will/Natasha is sent on a deep space mission with her fellow Yeerks. It doesn't end very well, and she is now a prisoner of the Andalites...
'We do not usually kill our prisoners, but if you starve to death, it's not our fault.' Yeah, freaking right. They aren't feeding us in the first place.
Well, if you ate grass, you would be fed. Be glad you've got water, else you'd be dead.
Wonderful. Now I have a sarcastic poet ghost in my head. Natasha was doing as much stretching as she could in her small prison. She wanted to be able to stand up when she got out of there.
[You are no longer a host. It is not required for you to stay in your prison cell any longer.] An Andalite opened the Ramonite cell and Natasha scrambled out. [It is amazing that your species can walk upright without a tail. How did you evolve to such ways?]
"That is something we've been trying to remember for years." Natasha said in Galard. "Our species just collectively forgot, that way we could remember to balance on just two legs. That's my theory, anyway."
[Ah. You are a scientist among your people?] The Andalite had started walking, and Natasha only now noticed that she had been following along.
"Technically…no."
[Technically?] The Andalite seemed amused.
"By our standards, I am still a child."
[Ah. Are your people opposing the Yeerks?]
"Nope. In fact, those of us who aren't hosts don't even know about it, and the only thing stopping them from a new six billion hosts are exactly six arisths."
[Then should not these arisths be spreading the word about what is happening on your planet?]
Natasha laughed at this. "We humans aren't the most believing of species. Most of us don't even think that folks from other planets exist."
[But surely if the warriors on Earth only demonstrated what we could do-]
"Everyone would think you were some kind of mutant deer, and probably do some mercy killing. We aren't very ashamed of much that we do. Do I get to go home?"
[Probably not for a while. We are in the middle of a war, and there is little time to spare for a child lost in the universe.]
My, my, I have aliens galore! And not a whit of luck with any of them!
Waa, waa, waa. Quit complaining and I'll help you make a salad.
You know what's edible on this ship?
Of course. I am K. A. Applegate's daughter.
Who's that?
Hmm, I should probably shut up now.
I hate you.
You hate me? The innocent little voice in your head?
Yes. It's your fault I'm here in the first place!
Don't worry…be happy. Don't worry be happy now.
I would hurt you.
I would stop voicing my thoughts. Another Andalite is coming, a younger one, and younguns have a tendency to "hear" things better.
Indeed, an aristh had come to stand next to the older Andalite. They spoke in private thought speech, and the older one left.
[Hello.] the aristh said. [My name is Cher-Senatra-Zpip. I will be looking after you.] Cher seemed both displeased and curious.
"Not much to look after, I'm afraid," Natasha said in Galard. "I'm just an average human." With obvious exceptions.
I heard that.
Quiiiieeetttt.
[Strange. I could swear that you are talking to someone else by thought, yet I know that you communicate by voice.] Cher was a really curious aristh. [Can you communicate by thought?]
"Some humans can, except we call it telepathy or empathy. It's not so much communication as mind reading, or knowing how someone else feels. Psychics can't really broadcast their thoughts, they're just an antenna to others' signals."
Cher caught her generality. [Maybe so, but I did ask if you could communicate by thought.]
"So you did. However, I can neither confirm or deny it."
[Because it's true, or because you don't know?]
Natasha grinned. "I think I'll take the fifth on that one."
[The fifth? What is the fifth?]
"It's just the Fifth. It's a law that basically says that you can stop talking so you can stay out of bigger trouble."
[That is strange. What kind of government is your planet?]
"We have many governments. Our planet isn't united very well. We're in a war right now, as a matter of fact."
[A war with the Yeerks, correct?]
"A war with ourselves. Most folks don't know about the Yeerks."
[Humans are in a war against themselves? That is against all logic! Those of their own race should be united to fend off attacks, not instigate them!]
[Aristh Cher, you are shouting in our heads.] A large Andalite said, with a touch of amusement. [Honestly, you should have become a politician.]
Cher lowered his stalk eyes. [I am sorry, my prince.]
The prince smiled with his stalk eyes. [Still, it is a strange concept that you have brought to our minds…]
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Natasha spent the rest of the "day" explaining the little she knew about human politics, wars, and other strange things to her current alien babysitters. They were fascinated, though it seemed that nothing that humans did was ever logical, even science. It was frustrating to Natasha. She had never liked continuous criticism, and this time it was against her whole species, instead of just her. She had to admit, though, it was definitely a learning experience.
A/N: This didn't seem like a very good chapter. Sorry, folks, I don't think I'm handling the Andalites very well. Perhaps they just aren't Analite-y enough.
Okay, I think that this series is going to be a septology, because seven is my lucky number.
Story #1: Animorphs (kind of obvious)
Story #2: Eragon
Story #3: Harry Potter
Story #4: Hallowe'en Party
Story #5: Wind in the Willows
Story #6: Winnetou
Story #7: Circle of Magic/Circle opens
Note: List is subject to change, though odds are unlikely to the majority. Author is not to be blamed for any irritation, breakouts, or mood swings associated with this list.
Have a nice day.