Because the heart is weak,
darkness shall prosper.
The war had been won, but another was about
to begin...
Rachel stood there. Tapping her fingers on
the table, waiting for his decision.
Rachel... > he said.
"Aximilli. You know my
name." Rachel snapped.
Deputy president Rachel.>
Ax said calmly. I can not perform this. I do not ...>
"Don't start talking about
Seerow's kindness, now!" Rachel cried, "You promised me, Ax! You
made a promise and I know one thing about
Andalites, they keep their promises." Ax couldn't say
anything. He knew what Rachel said was true,
he could not risk his Andalite heritage, yet he could
not brake a promise, any Andalite knew that.
But Rachel... >
"Deputy president
Rachel."
Deputy president Rachel,>
he said sounding a bit ruffled, I can not. I just cannot. >
Rachel stared at him with
hatred in her eyes. She walked around the table that separated him and
her and pointed at the bright light above
her head. "Look at that bulb, Ax!" Rachel hissed, Ax turned his stalk eyes
to it, "That is planet Earth and you and I are it's inhabitants."
She took a long meaningful pause. "Me and you, two extremely large people
for that tiny planet," she continued, "that is what is happening to earth,
the population, Ax. There are too many humans..."
I know that... >
"I know you know that,"
Rachel hissed, "but what are you going to do? Just sit there with your
Andalite self?"
No, Rachel... >
"No, you're not, you're
going to help me turn all those other planets in this solar system to livable
habitations for human beings, Ax," she continued,
"we're not like the Yeerks, you know that! We are
not evil, we wont take over other planets,
all I ... we need is the technology..."
Rachel. >
"Rachel?"
Yes, Rachel,
> Ax said sharply, I was brought up knowing that the law of Seerow's
Kindness was never to be broken, I do not see you breaking laws. >
"That's because I never
have the chance to save whole planets," she answered, "look at Europe,
thought to be the most civilized and most
advanced continent on the planet is now overflowing with
people. The low economied Africa, the always
overpopulated Asia, dry old Australia heck even
frozen Antarctica!"
What do you want me
to do?>
"I want you to help us
with the technology to help us humans to make the moon - our moon -
livable for human beings, I know you can do
it, I just need that ..."
Your moon?>
"Yes, as I've mentioned
- you've probably noticed - this planet is overflowed with humans, we
need another habitat. So the plan is for the
great amounts of us to live on the moon. Simple as that."
And when that is overflowed?
>
"It wont be for another
hundred years. I've done my homework, Ax."
When do I start? >
"Marco's head of this project,"
she answered, "him and his staff will be over here at three this
afternoon." Rachel left the dark room quickly,
no doubt in search of her next business victim.
Aximilli's Kindness
... > Ax said to himself, Sounds pretty catchy. >
"So you're saying you actually
convinced Ax to help humans with advancing our technology?"
Tobias asked Rachel from his comfortable leather
couch.
"Uh-huh, I just told him
about that whole 'Europe was thought to be the most civilized' crap!"
Rachel laughed as she poured a glass of champagne
for the both of them. A burst of laughter
escaped from both their mouths.
"Will he be surprised
when he finds out the truth!"
"Maybe you could even help
us with Z-Space travel?" Marco asked Ax. Ax didn't say anything,
he was too busy writing down quadratic equations
and semi solar fragmented formulas.
"Ax?"
No.>
"No?"
Yes, No.>
"Ookay."
The Andalite home world
beautiful; serene; admirably superior. But not anymore. Picture violence,
uttermost disorder on the serene Andalite
home world. Picture running, screaming, bleeding, crying
Andalites everywhere. And death. Yes, the
death. No, this was not your average battle scene on the
good ol' Andalite home world. Oh no, not likely,
this was a massacre.
There were about as many
humans as Andalites, killing the defenseless Andalites with state of the
art Andalite weaponry that the Andalites them
selves could not top.
But in the midst of things,
there was an old brittle Andalite with his arms in the air standing on
a small hill in the center, he is screaming, The darkness has come!
The child was born!> He was shot in the left arm and he fell back and was
trampled to death.
On the other edge of the
battle, Rachel was standing in the doorway of a large Andalite designed
space-ship, she smiled, "And the Visser said we were weak!"
Back on Earth, Marco and
Ax were at the science building near the government offices still working
on the technology to help transport millions of humans to the moon to live.
They had designed weapons and an entire ship for Rachel to go and inspect
the moon for any other life. Rachel had left with the weapons and the ship.
"Rachel should have been
back by now," Marco said lightly as he edited fragmented proportions.
Yes.>
"Oh come on, Ax!" Marco
shrieked, "Why the coldness? What have I done to you?"
Nothing.>
"Ugh ...let's just take
a coffee break. We've been working for ..." Marco looked at his watch,
"three hours! Man, I can barely feel my you-know-what! Besides it would
always catch up on good times ... Ax-man?"
Yes. We must.>
Marco and Ax headed toward
the TV room and switched on the 9 o'clock news, "I need to go to the bathroom!
Man, I feel bad."
Ax flicked channels then
changed back to the news, "... In other news, the Andalite home world has
been attacked by what has been speculated to be Andalite political rebels
fighting for freedom. There were no traces of the attackers left. And there
are no Andalite survivors. On sport, the Chicago Bulls have finally won
the world championship after twenty years of losing after the loss of their
ultra cool Michael Jordan..."
Marco strolled back into
the room holding two cups of steaming hot coffee, "You know, Ax. The fragmented
stuff really sucks, did you see how .... Ax? Yo, Ax?"
Aximilli had departed.
Ax banged on Rachel's office
door. "Rachel, I know you're there! Open up!" The door mysteriously swung
open and the black leather chair was facing the large window. Cliché as
it looked, it kind of looked good.
"Rachel?" Ax asked. The
chair swung round, Rachel sat there grinning evilly.
"Hello, Aximilli. Looking
good in that human morph ... still a child, is it?"
"I know you attacked the
home world. I know. Don't deny it."
"Me? Attack the Andalite
home world? Never!" Rachel shook her head innocently.
"You said humans weren't
evil, Rachel. Not like Yeerks, but one thing you just proven to me ...
humans aren't evil, you are."
"So sue me for not giving
a damn about people. You ain't got no proof, brother."
Ax turned around, practically
burning inside, he walked calmly towards the door. Rachel spoke up again,
"Where do you think your father went? Heaven or hell?"
Ax turned around again
and whispered menacingly in a tone that made even Rachel scare. "I swear,
Rachel, I swear I shall make you pay." He started running towards her faster
and faster ... Rachel's eyes widened and ... SMAAAAAAASH!!!
The window broke, and just
as Rachel gasped Ax fell through it.
"Oh . My. Lord."
