ALANNA
"Some say the world will end in fire-"
I peered at the computer through my glasses, fingers flying as I typed. It was right after dinner, and I was alone for once. It seemed that everyone else had something to do. Oh, bliss. I was hacking into some very secret sites. There was something about those two guys that set me teeth on edge. I had hacked into these sites before, but that had just been for fun. And when I had 'accidentally' transferred some millions a known actress had in her bank account to a charity in a third world country, that was fun too.
Oh come on. It wasn't like she was going to miss it.
"Some say in ice."
Bingo.
I smiled. Quoting Robert Frost helps me think straight. Not that I would ever, EVER tell anyone that. Back at home-
Home? Home? HOME?
Back with the Yeerks, none of them had understood me, the genius in their mists. Most geniuses are misunderstood, of course. And I must admit, my humanness caused me to have what can only be called 'geek-like' tendencies.
So sad, I know.
"What the hell?" I said. 'Phillip' did not exist. Period. There was nothing on the guy. A complete lack of being. And when I traced back Jake's entire family line, there was no such cousin.
"Well, well, well…" I said. I tend to talk to myself sometimes- it's a bad habit. And Tobias? I was right- he was pretty poor. Dead dad, crazy mom, and a couple of assholes for relatives who were supposed to be caring for him. But it seemed that he was a missing person now.
"Fuck," I said, shutting off the computer. What did this mean? I went upstairs to the bedroom I shared with two other foster kids. I paced the room silently, trying to think.
Who were these people? And why- why did it matter to me so much?
Was I losing my mind again? It had happened once before. I think. It's hard to tell, really. But insanity is my only plea for what I did. I had betrayed the Yeerks- the only thing I had for a family. Or a species. But why, why? I ground my teeth, pausing in my pacing as I recalled the course of events that had led to my downfall.
We had never really gotten along. How could we? We were so different. He had the things I wanted, and I had what he wanted. Of course we hated each other, but we had stuck together, two outcasts in the universe.
My brother, Alexxen 337, liked being praised. He liked being the center of attention and of course, he was. Oh look at me, I can lift a car. Oh, watch me get hit by a Dracon beam and instantly heal. Me, me, me.
He wasn't dumb, but he didn't even compare to me. However, no one seemed to care as I mapped the human, Andalite, and Yeerk genome, learned every single language in the galaxy to date, and was unbeatable at chess. (I like chess.) And I wanted to be the warrior, the fighter, the strong one.
Especially when Visser Three-
Stop it!
I gasped, shaking my head, trembling all over. Don't think about it, it's over, it's over-
There was a bird at the window.
Two hawks, to be exact. A red-tailed hawk and an osprey. I stood in the middle of my room and I stared back at them, my eyes flashing. They stared back. My arms tightened. Hawks shouldn't be here, in the middle of a nice neighborhood. Hawks needed woods, needed to hunt. And these two types of birds never flew together.
These were no ordinary hawks.
I stormed over to the window and pulled the curtains shut. "I will not be threatened and I will not be watched," I said angrily, even though the windows were closed and they couldn't hear. Whoever- whatever- they were. But they couldn't see me either, and that was the important thing.
"I need to get out of this house," I said, rubbing my arms. Why was it suddenly so cold in here? I jogged down the stairs-
And almost ran into Mr. Kesal. I jerked back slightly, startled. He smiled his 'fatherly' smile at me.
"Hey, Alanna!"
Jamie and Pete burst into the room, fighting. "It's mine!"
"No, mine! Mr. Kesal…" Pete whined. They were fighting over a new hot wheels car. I rolled my eyes. As foster kids, they didn't have many toys, but both boys had their own little cars and were always fighting over them.
"Play nice," Mr. Kesal said, still looking at me. I met his gaze coolly, trying to give off a feeling of confidence. Was it working?
"There's a big Sharing meeting tomorrow night Alanna," he said, " and I was thinking the entire family could come! Doesn't that sound like fun?"
I wanted to gag. First, he called us a 'family'. Never in hell, dude. And second, the Sharing was a front for Controllers.
Mr. Kesal was a Controller. So were a couple of the kids here.
I was lucky, I knew. Because me and my brother were top secret, no one knew about us so no Controller would be able to recognize me for what I was. And those who did know about me thought I was dead.
I should be.
Just as I was about to find a polite way to tell Mr. Kesal that I would rather rot in hell than go to a fucking Sharing meeting, he continued talking. "Mr. Visser himself is going to be there, with his son."
I nearly choked on my own shock. The Visser? And Alexxen? In public?
Oh. My. God.
Mr. Kesal was still talking, but I was ignoring the idiot Controller. This was it. Visser Three was finally going public with Alexxen. His final steps to destroying the Andalite bandits were coming in place. If Alexxen was stronger than when I had last seen him, which was probably true, then nothing would be able to stop him.
The earth was going to the Yeerks.
What happened next can only be classified as another fit of insanity. I looked up at Mr. Kesal and I said, "That sounds great. I'd love to go."
Already my mind was planning.
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"Some say the world will end in fire-"
I peered at the computer through my glasses, fingers flying as I typed. It was right after dinner, and I was alone for once. It seemed that everyone else had something to do. Oh, bliss. I was hacking into some very secret sites. There was something about those two guys that set me teeth on edge. I had hacked into these sites before, but that had just been for fun. And when I had 'accidentally' transferred some millions a known actress had in her bank account to a charity in a third world country, that was fun too.
Oh come on. It wasn't like she was going to miss it.
"Some say in ice."
Bingo.
I smiled. Quoting Robert Frost helps me think straight. Not that I would ever, EVER tell anyone that. Back at home-
Home? Home? HOME?
Back with the Yeerks, none of them had understood me, the genius in their mists. Most geniuses are misunderstood, of course. And I must admit, my humanness caused me to have what can only be called 'geek-like' tendencies.
So sad, I know.
"What the hell?" I said. 'Phillip' did not exist. Period. There was nothing on the guy. A complete lack of being. And when I traced back Jake's entire family line, there was no such cousin.
"Well, well, well…" I said. I tend to talk to myself sometimes- it's a bad habit. And Tobias? I was right- he was pretty poor. Dead dad, crazy mom, and a couple of assholes for relatives who were supposed to be caring for him. But it seemed that he was a missing person now.
"Fuck," I said, shutting off the computer. What did this mean? I went upstairs to the bedroom I shared with two other foster kids. I paced the room silently, trying to think.
Who were these people? And why- why did it matter to me so much?
Was I losing my mind again? It had happened once before. I think. It's hard to tell, really. But insanity is my only plea for what I did. I had betrayed the Yeerks- the only thing I had for a family. Or a species. But why, why? I ground my teeth, pausing in my pacing as I recalled the course of events that had led to my downfall.
We had never really gotten along. How could we? We were so different. He had the things I wanted, and I had what he wanted. Of course we hated each other, but we had stuck together, two outcasts in the universe.
My brother, Alexxen 337, liked being praised. He liked being the center of attention and of course, he was. Oh look at me, I can lift a car. Oh, watch me get hit by a Dracon beam and instantly heal. Me, me, me.
He wasn't dumb, but he didn't even compare to me. However, no one seemed to care as I mapped the human, Andalite, and Yeerk genome, learned every single language in the galaxy to date, and was unbeatable at chess. (I like chess.) And I wanted to be the warrior, the fighter, the strong one.
Especially when Visser Three-
Stop it!
I gasped, shaking my head, trembling all over. Don't think about it, it's over, it's over-
There was a bird at the window.
Two hawks, to be exact. A red-tailed hawk and an osprey. I stood in the middle of my room and I stared back at them, my eyes flashing. They stared back. My arms tightened. Hawks shouldn't be here, in the middle of a nice neighborhood. Hawks needed woods, needed to hunt. And these two types of birds never flew together.
These were no ordinary hawks.
I stormed over to the window and pulled the curtains shut. "I will not be threatened and I will not be watched," I said angrily, even though the windows were closed and they couldn't hear. Whoever- whatever- they were. But they couldn't see me either, and that was the important thing.
"I need to get out of this house," I said, rubbing my arms. Why was it suddenly so cold in here? I jogged down the stairs-
And almost ran into Mr. Kesal. I jerked back slightly, startled. He smiled his 'fatherly' smile at me.
"Hey, Alanna!"
Jamie and Pete burst into the room, fighting. "It's mine!"
"No, mine! Mr. Kesal…" Pete whined. They were fighting over a new hot wheels car. I rolled my eyes. As foster kids, they didn't have many toys, but both boys had their own little cars and were always fighting over them.
"Play nice," Mr. Kesal said, still looking at me. I met his gaze coolly, trying to give off a feeling of confidence. Was it working?
"There's a big Sharing meeting tomorrow night Alanna," he said, " and I was thinking the entire family could come! Doesn't that sound like fun?"
I wanted to gag. First, he called us a 'family'. Never in hell, dude. And second, the Sharing was a front for Controllers.
Mr. Kesal was a Controller. So were a couple of the kids here.
I was lucky, I knew. Because me and my brother were top secret, no one knew about us so no Controller would be able to recognize me for what I was. And those who did know about me thought I was dead.
I should be.
Just as I was about to find a polite way to tell Mr. Kesal that I would rather rot in hell than go to a fucking Sharing meeting, he continued talking. "Mr. Visser himself is going to be there, with his son."
I nearly choked on my own shock. The Visser? And Alexxen? In public?
Oh. My. God.
Mr. Kesal was still talking, but I was ignoring the idiot Controller. This was it. Visser Three was finally going public with Alexxen. His final steps to destroying the Andalite bandits were coming in place. If Alexxen was stronger than when I had last seen him, which was probably true, then nothing would be able to stop him.
The earth was going to the Yeerks.
What happened next can only be classified as another fit of insanity. I looked up at Mr. Kesal and I said, "That sounds great. I'd love to go."
Already my mind was planning.
I NEED MORE REVIEWS!! Thank you ALL who have already done so. What do you think? Is the plot logical? (Oh wait, this is Animorphs, of course not!) Tell me what you think.