Warning-This next is a torture scene, mild, but may be slightly annoying,
especially for those who hated #33 (The Illusion)
Disclaimer-I don't own any Animorphs stuff 'cept I have bought all da books. Ok,
KAA owns Animorphs, and Scholastic does too, blah, blah.
O.K, O.K. I'm desperate for reviews, so go ahead and flame. Not senseless "that
sucked" things, though, k?
The Hope
Chapter Two
Tobias Again
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Electricity surged through my body. My atoms were
disarranged, sliced and rearranged. My body was not my own. I fact, my body
was no longer anything that ever excised. The One could have used his powers
to take apart the living threads that were my soul. He could change my life,
rewrite my history so I never met Elfangor, Loren, or Rachel.
But he didn't. And that was the worst torture of all. He had the power to erase
everything, but be didn't. I was to carry the burden. Rachel lost. Jake and Marco
lost. Ax, lost. Myself lost. Everything.
My, no not my, a finger touched another button. I heard rhythm, like music
flowing out of unknown speakers. I moved my hands to the tempo. I moved my
hands. I moved my hands. For a fleeting second, I had gained control. "Oh!"
Then I lost it. I was the One's again. I collected my thoughts. Music, music is the
key. What was that song? It sounded familiar…
Then everything went blank.
~~~*~~~
Jake
My name is Jake. I had been in the One's hold for a year now. I had been
tortured, tormented, and physically and mentally wounded in that time. Now
again, I was going through pain. And wasn't it you Jake, that killed your cousin
and your brother and … 'Ax' was making me relive every betrayal, every
reckless decision, every stressful moment. But this time it was easier to take. For
some reason, the One's hold was weakening. I had to think of a plan, and fast.
Because the more time I waste, the more time an evil, almost omniscient being
had to take control of the world.
The One was going through all my battles, searching my mind for anything I
failed on, anything I hesitated on or doubted. He couldn't have run out of
material, could he? What was it that made him weaker?
A bell tolled. 10:00. Morning routine was over. For the nth time, I logged out of
the server and went to my table, where I ate pellets flavored of granola for the
millionth time. God. I was sick of granola. Bored sick of every routine, meal, and
step. Everything was running on auto pilot, straightforward, boring and
predictable. I wondered if the One ever got bored. What did the One do for fun?
Torture people? What was the excitement in that? Every creature I've met has
had some form of entertainment. Even the Yeerks must have gotten some
amount of sick pleasure in doing human activities.
But now I was rambling. None of that, I thought, would help my situation.
How very wrong I was.
~~~*~~~
Marco
For all you out there who were wondering, I'm alive. I'm not going to bore you to
death like Jake or scream in your ears like Bird-Boy. I'm just here to tell you the
deal.
Two years ago, we rammed the Blade ship. We were on a mission to save Ax,
who was being controlled by the One. We didn't know it then, but we had just
sealed our fates. Forever.
We were drawn to the Blade ship by the One, with Ax as his bait. We had no
idea what we were doing, so we just went. Kind of like the missions back home
where we were fighting to save a planet. Now, it was just one person. No biggie,
right?
So anyway, we went into Z-space on a stolen Yeerk ship, with no idea where we
were going, and a high risk of dying.
Rachel would have loved it.
Then we were overtaken by the Blade ship, and drawn like a magnet to the
entrance hatch where Jake, Tobias and I were introduced to the One. After that,
we were slaves. Period. He just kind of drugged us with some weirdo gas stuff
and when we woke, we were slaves. But I have a feeling that Jake and Tobias
have got some lead on how to get out of here. So we'll fight the One.
Or die trying.
especially for those who hated #33 (The Illusion)
Disclaimer-I don't own any Animorphs stuff 'cept I have bought all da books. Ok,
KAA owns Animorphs, and Scholastic does too, blah, blah.
O.K, O.K. I'm desperate for reviews, so go ahead and flame. Not senseless "that
sucked" things, though, k?
The Hope
Chapter Two
Tobias Again
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Electricity surged through my body. My atoms were
disarranged, sliced and rearranged. My body was not my own. I fact, my body
was no longer anything that ever excised. The One could have used his powers
to take apart the living threads that were my soul. He could change my life,
rewrite my history so I never met Elfangor, Loren, or Rachel.
But he didn't. And that was the worst torture of all. He had the power to erase
everything, but be didn't. I was to carry the burden. Rachel lost. Jake and Marco
lost. Ax, lost. Myself lost. Everything.
My, no not my, a finger touched another button. I heard rhythm, like music
flowing out of unknown speakers. I moved my hands to the tempo. I moved my
hands. I moved my hands. For a fleeting second, I had gained control. "Oh!"
Then I lost it. I was the One's again. I collected my thoughts. Music, music is the
key. What was that song? It sounded familiar…
Then everything went blank.
~~~*~~~
Jake
My name is Jake. I had been in the One's hold for a year now. I had been
tortured, tormented, and physically and mentally wounded in that time. Now
again, I was going through pain. And wasn't it you Jake, that killed your cousin
and your brother and … 'Ax' was making me relive every betrayal, every
reckless decision, every stressful moment. But this time it was easier to take. For
some reason, the One's hold was weakening. I had to think of a plan, and fast.
Because the more time I waste, the more time an evil, almost omniscient being
had to take control of the world.
The One was going through all my battles, searching my mind for anything I
failed on, anything I hesitated on or doubted. He couldn't have run out of
material, could he? What was it that made him weaker?
A bell tolled. 10:00. Morning routine was over. For the nth time, I logged out of
the server and went to my table, where I ate pellets flavored of granola for the
millionth time. God. I was sick of granola. Bored sick of every routine, meal, and
step. Everything was running on auto pilot, straightforward, boring and
predictable. I wondered if the One ever got bored. What did the One do for fun?
Torture people? What was the excitement in that? Every creature I've met has
had some form of entertainment. Even the Yeerks must have gotten some
amount of sick pleasure in doing human activities.
But now I was rambling. None of that, I thought, would help my situation.
How very wrong I was.
~~~*~~~
Marco
For all you out there who were wondering, I'm alive. I'm not going to bore you to
death like Jake or scream in your ears like Bird-Boy. I'm just here to tell you the
deal.
Two years ago, we rammed the Blade ship. We were on a mission to save Ax,
who was being controlled by the One. We didn't know it then, but we had just
sealed our fates. Forever.
We were drawn to the Blade ship by the One, with Ax as his bait. We had no
idea what we were doing, so we just went. Kind of like the missions back home
where we were fighting to save a planet. Now, it was just one person. No biggie,
right?
So anyway, we went into Z-space on a stolen Yeerk ship, with no idea where we
were going, and a high risk of dying.
Rachel would have loved it.
Then we were overtaken by the Blade ship, and drawn like a magnet to the
entrance hatch where Jake, Tobias and I were introduced to the One. After that,
we were slaves. Period. He just kind of drugged us with some weirdo gas stuff
and when we woke, we were slaves. But I have a feeling that Jake and Tobias
have got some lead on how to get out of here. So we'll fight the One.
Or die trying.