CHAPTER 5:
As each day approached, the dreams became clearer, vivid. I would wake up sweating with fear. In Each dream he would come to me. The Ellimist would come to me and give me a decision to make, but each time I made the same one. Live, stay, be with Marco and the others. Even though that was my response each time…he still came. He would haunt my sleep with visions…things that I thought were horrible but things that he said were supposed to be…
I saw Tobias in his hawk form, in a cube of some sort. Next to him were three buttons, a blue one, a red one, and a black one. A human taunted him wanting to know things about them, the Animorphs. She pressed the red button and he started to spasm from pain, but not giving up. I watched, knowing I could not help, knowing they could not see me. Tobias's body lay limp until suddenly I was pulled into something. I was pulled into what I thought was a dream. There I saw it, I saw Elfangor going up to Tobias, his time-shifted son and giving him strength, and the endurance to last against this terrorist.
"That," I blinked and then I was in my room, and in front of me was Marco. But I knew better it was the Ellimist in a disguise. "That was what was supposed to happen. But it didn't, something changed." He said as he stood in front of me. "You changed them, you somehow changed the tides and turned the war in the favor of the Crayak." He looked at me with tears in his eyes. "I can change that, they will never know that you were here, they will not remember anything." I had seen the visions, the Animorphs lying on the ground crumpled, so injured they couldn't move. I wasn't going to fall for him; perhaps it was the drode in a disguise.
"I have told you this many times, my answer will not change. I do not see how such a gory and dim future could be the true one. I won't believe it." As soon as the words were out of my mouth, he was gone. But he would be back. He always came back.
I tried going back to sleep but was restless. I just turned over and over, tossing my covers about until my alarm clock rang.
* * *
"Hey." Marco came up from behind me and tucked his arms through my shoulders and around my hips.
"Hi." I said with a fake smile.
"What's wrong." He said now walking next to me. "You look like you didn't sleep." He said worriedly.
"It's nothing, don't worry." I said with a smile as we walked to English together.
As each day approached, the dreams became clearer, vivid. I would wake up sweating with fear. In Each dream he would come to me. The Ellimist would come to me and give me a decision to make, but each time I made the same one. Live, stay, be with Marco and the others. Even though that was my response each time…he still came. He would haunt my sleep with visions…things that I thought were horrible but things that he said were supposed to be…
I saw Tobias in his hawk form, in a cube of some sort. Next to him were three buttons, a blue one, a red one, and a black one. A human taunted him wanting to know things about them, the Animorphs. She pressed the red button and he started to spasm from pain, but not giving up. I watched, knowing I could not help, knowing they could not see me. Tobias's body lay limp until suddenly I was pulled into something. I was pulled into what I thought was a dream. There I saw it, I saw Elfangor going up to Tobias, his time-shifted son and giving him strength, and the endurance to last against this terrorist.
"That," I blinked and then I was in my room, and in front of me was Marco. But I knew better it was the Ellimist in a disguise. "That was what was supposed to happen. But it didn't, something changed." He said as he stood in front of me. "You changed them, you somehow changed the tides and turned the war in the favor of the Crayak." He looked at me with tears in his eyes. "I can change that, they will never know that you were here, they will not remember anything." I had seen the visions, the Animorphs lying on the ground crumpled, so injured they couldn't move. I wasn't going to fall for him; perhaps it was the drode in a disguise.
"I have told you this many times, my answer will not change. I do not see how such a gory and dim future could be the true one. I won't believe it." As soon as the words were out of my mouth, he was gone. But he would be back. He always came back.
I tried going back to sleep but was restless. I just turned over and over, tossing my covers about until my alarm clock rang.
* * *
"Hey." Marco came up from behind me and tucked his arms through my shoulders and around my hips.
"Hi." I said with a fake smile.
"What's wrong." He said now walking next to me. "You look like you didn't sleep." He said worriedly.
"It's nothing, don't worry." I said with a smile as we walked to English together.