Why couldn't I have been an only child?
I tried to glare at my sister. Didn't she know what the Visser would do to her if found her here? She ignored me, grabbing my arm and pulling me along. I let her push me along, despite the fact that I could barely feel her pushing her entire weight into me.
I had to turn her in. The Visser had talked to me about it, and I knew it was the right thing to do. Turn the traitor in. She had blown up the Yeerk Pool, let the Andalites escape when I was just about to finally get rid of them and probably get a much deserved promotion. She had long ago spoiled all my great plans for having the two of us working side-by-side as a team, fighting for the greatness of the Yeerk Empire. Why didn't she understand?
Damn it, I was doing it again. I know I'm not the smartest creature on the planet. That was Alissan's job, to do the thinking. I was just supposed to follow orders, and I couldn't even do that right.
"What's going on?" I asked her.
"Relax, little brother," she said, and I tensed at the nickname. She laughed at me. I hate it when she laughs at me.
"Don't make me-"
"Shut up, we're here," she muttered, playing with the entrance panel to a random storage room.
"This is where they keep extra Dracon beams and crap," I said, confused. "Why are we here?"
The door slid open and Alissan tried to push me in. I walked into the room and the door slid close behind us.
"Ahh!" I cried, snatching the Dracon beam out of Alissan's hand and throwing it on the ground. "What the hell is wrong with you?!?" I screamed.
It was the Andalites.
The fucking Andalites.
"How dare you," I growled at her as she was still recovering from the loss of her weapon. "You didn't know I could do that could you? Well I guess you're not that smart after all!"
"Look, Alexxen, there's more to it than-"
"You really are a traitor, aren't you?" I cried, feeling sick. My face was turning red, I could feel it. The rage was building up in me, the rage that was my power, the rage that fired up my strength. Alissan recognized the warning signs and took a step back. "I could understand it before," I said. "Maybe. I know you've always hated the Visser, and I could maybe understand your reasons. But this! The Pool! Do you know how many of our fellow Yeerks died that day?"
"We're not Yeerks, damnit!" she yelled back, stepping closer to me. It only made me more angry. She was the only person who has never been afraid of me, afraid of what I can do, especially when I'm mad. Even Visser Three could be afraid of me when I got going. But no, never Alissan. "We don't need Kadrona rays, we aren't parasites, we aren't Yeerks!"
"You betrayed the only family we've ever had," I hissed at her.
"You call him family?" she hissed back, equally angry. "I will die before I let that asshole get away with what he did to me! You don't understand, you will NEVER understand!"
"He did it to me too!" I cried. "He tested me, too!"
"He may have tested you, but he outright tortured me! I want him to die for what he did, I want him to feel what I feel, something that you will never feel! You can't even feel pain, can you? Do you know what it's like? Especially for me!"
"What makes you so special?" I gasped out. I clenched my fists tightly. If I didn't let loose my anger soon, I was going to explode. I wanted to wipe the floor with Andalite blood, and if Alissan didn't back down…
"Torture is mostly psychological," she said. "It's all in your head. And I am all head, Alexxen."
I didn't want to believe her. "You're nuts. Nuts! You're a traitor-"
"Oh, wake up! How can I be a traitor to something I'm not part of? And you're not part of it either, no matter how many nice things they tell you. They made you, Alexxen, how easy would it be for them to decide to get rid of you, replace you with a newer, improved fighting machine? That's all you are to them, Alexxen. A machine!"
"That's not true!" I yelled. It wasn't true. These were my people that I fought to protect. Our people that Alissan had betrayed.
"Fine, live in your fantasy, Alexxen," she snapped. "But I look out for me, little brother. Because I have no other people. We're freaks, Alexxen, and freaks need to stick together. Let the Andalites kill the Visser."
"Never!" I snarled, baring the door. If the Andalites wanted out, they would have to get through me.
She grabbed my arm. I could have thrown her across the room like a rag doll, and she grabbed my arm. The fury engulfed me like a fire, but I did nothing. "Give them ten minutes," she said to me, but not in English. Not in any other language the Andalites might have known. But in our language. The one we- well, Alanna- created and taught me.
"Ten minutes to kill the Visser, and then you can kill them any way you want, and I'll be off the ship and out of your life for good."
"Five."
"Give them a chance, little brother."
I glared at her, but slowly moved out of the way. The logical part of my brain rebelled, told me to do what the Visser had told me to do, but my inner gut moved me. The Yeerks were my people, no matter what Alissan said, but she was my family, my only family, first and foremost.
"Ten minutes," I said in our language.
Alissan grinned her wild grin. "Go get him, Andalites," she said in English, slamming a fist on the wall.
The door to the storage room opened up and the Andalites attacked.
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I tried to glare at my sister. Didn't she know what the Visser would do to her if found her here? She ignored me, grabbing my arm and pulling me along. I let her push me along, despite the fact that I could barely feel her pushing her entire weight into me.
I had to turn her in. The Visser had talked to me about it, and I knew it was the right thing to do. Turn the traitor in. She had blown up the Yeerk Pool, let the Andalites escape when I was just about to finally get rid of them and probably get a much deserved promotion. She had long ago spoiled all my great plans for having the two of us working side-by-side as a team, fighting for the greatness of the Yeerk Empire. Why didn't she understand?
Damn it, I was doing it again. I know I'm not the smartest creature on the planet. That was Alissan's job, to do the thinking. I was just supposed to follow orders, and I couldn't even do that right.
"What's going on?" I asked her.
"Relax, little brother," she said, and I tensed at the nickname. She laughed at me. I hate it when she laughs at me.
"Don't make me-"
"Shut up, we're here," she muttered, playing with the entrance panel to a random storage room.
"This is where they keep extra Dracon beams and crap," I said, confused. "Why are we here?"
The door slid open and Alissan tried to push me in. I walked into the room and the door slid close behind us.
"Ahh!" I cried, snatching the Dracon beam out of Alissan's hand and throwing it on the ground. "What the hell is wrong with you?!?" I screamed.
It was the Andalites.
The fucking Andalites.
"How dare you," I growled at her as she was still recovering from the loss of her weapon. "You didn't know I could do that could you? Well I guess you're not that smart after all!"
"Look, Alexxen, there's more to it than-"
"You really are a traitor, aren't you?" I cried, feeling sick. My face was turning red, I could feel it. The rage was building up in me, the rage that was my power, the rage that fired up my strength. Alissan recognized the warning signs and took a step back. "I could understand it before," I said. "Maybe. I know you've always hated the Visser, and I could maybe understand your reasons. But this! The Pool! Do you know how many of our fellow Yeerks died that day?"
"We're not Yeerks, damnit!" she yelled back, stepping closer to me. It only made me more angry. She was the only person who has never been afraid of me, afraid of what I can do, especially when I'm mad. Even Visser Three could be afraid of me when I got going. But no, never Alissan. "We don't need Kadrona rays, we aren't parasites, we aren't Yeerks!"
"You betrayed the only family we've ever had," I hissed at her.
"You call him family?" she hissed back, equally angry. "I will die before I let that asshole get away with what he did to me! You don't understand, you will NEVER understand!"
"He did it to me too!" I cried. "He tested me, too!"
"He may have tested you, but he outright tortured me! I want him to die for what he did, I want him to feel what I feel, something that you will never feel! You can't even feel pain, can you? Do you know what it's like? Especially for me!"
"What makes you so special?" I gasped out. I clenched my fists tightly. If I didn't let loose my anger soon, I was going to explode. I wanted to wipe the floor with Andalite blood, and if Alissan didn't back down…
"Torture is mostly psychological," she said. "It's all in your head. And I am all head, Alexxen."
I didn't want to believe her. "You're nuts. Nuts! You're a traitor-"
"Oh, wake up! How can I be a traitor to something I'm not part of? And you're not part of it either, no matter how many nice things they tell you. They made you, Alexxen, how easy would it be for them to decide to get rid of you, replace you with a newer, improved fighting machine? That's all you are to them, Alexxen. A machine!"
"That's not true!" I yelled. It wasn't true. These were my people that I fought to protect. Our people that Alissan had betrayed.
"Fine, live in your fantasy, Alexxen," she snapped. "But I look out for me, little brother. Because I have no other people. We're freaks, Alexxen, and freaks need to stick together. Let the Andalites kill the Visser."
"Never!" I snarled, baring the door. If the Andalites wanted out, they would have to get through me.
She grabbed my arm. I could have thrown her across the room like a rag doll, and she grabbed my arm. The fury engulfed me like a fire, but I did nothing. "Give them ten minutes," she said to me, but not in English. Not in any other language the Andalites might have known. But in our language. The one we- well, Alanna- created and taught me.
"Ten minutes to kill the Visser, and then you can kill them any way you want, and I'll be off the ship and out of your life for good."
"Five."
"Give them a chance, little brother."
I glared at her, but slowly moved out of the way. The logical part of my brain rebelled, told me to do what the Visser had told me to do, but my inner gut moved me. The Yeerks were my people, no matter what Alissan said, but she was my family, my only family, first and foremost.
"Ten minutes," I said in our language.
Alissan grinned her wild grin. "Go get him, Andalites," she said in English, slamming a fist on the wall.
The door to the storage room opened up and the Andalites attacked.
Ahh! What do you think about this new little installment? Do you like Alexxen? There might not be another chapter for a little while, but due to something far more sinister than writer's black- finals! Argh! Give me reviews, please!