|Reviewer's Area|
Early: I think your review got lost in the mail. ^^;
Fire Tears: I do? Wow! And I like the name Chee-Koro too! (Namely why I used it ^^;)
Jinako-chan: Marco? Nah, I think he'd just commit suicide or go crazy or just go all withdrawn or somethin'. Nothing big. You love me? O.O HUGS FOR *EVERYBODY*!!!
Forlay: And thank you for archiving my fic! *sniffles* Such an honour... BTW (attack of the evil short forms!) half the pics on your site aren't working. And you might want to try brinkster.com as a host. They've always been good to me.
Lauren: Vewy cute! Here's the next chappie! (Kiddie talk... Yay!)
Alikat: Yes I do! X:Men Evolution is cool! (Gotta love Pietro)
Junsei: New reviewer! *glomp* You say cannot a lot. That rhymes! *giggles*
fangrlwlotsofideas: X_x I wasn't going to do that. Nope. I'm not killing off anybody... yet... *evil laugh*
Chapter Nine
YOU HAVE CHOSEN AS I HOPED YOU WOULD, EREK KING OF THE HUMANS AND CHEE
Suddenly, I am back in the Chee underground. Everything is back to normal, like it always was. Nothing's changed. Except... except...
My hologram is not up. My force field is not up. But I'm human still!
I hold a hand in front of my face, flaxing my fingers. It looks exactly like it always did when I projected my hologram. But my hologram was turned off.
As a test, I try to make my hologram. Amazing. It works! I gasp in surprise, then gasp again. I can breathe!
Human!
The project my hologram, this time of my robotic self. Chee!
But I can still fee the restricting programming. Can still feel my strength that is far greater than any human's. Can still hear better and see better than any human. But now I can smell.
I could before, but not really. The smell was dull. But now...
Trees, grass, flowers! I can smell them, like I've stuck my nose right into them!
I can even smell the dogs. And though I like dogs, a few of them are wet. And that's a smell I could do without.
I notice Marco sitting by the tree, where I'd been only seconds before. I walk slowly over, knowing that while I could run Chee speed, I don't want to.
|Marco's POV|
I'm insane. Completely insane. I can't believe I said that. Can't believe I told him!
Of course, part of that was because the damn voice in my head wouldn't shut up.
"Marco?"
Erek. Nononononono! I don't want to face him, don't want to see him...
"Marco." My head looks up at him of it's own accord. I shrink back mentally. //Don't hate me!//
"I don't really know how to say this... but... the Ellimist came to me. Spoke to me. Gave me something. A gift, I suppose."
Ellimist? Gift? Somehow the two don't mix.
"Gift?" My voice echoes my thoughts. At least the voice is relaying simple messages now.
"Yes. I..." He pauses, then extends his hologram around us.
But he's still human. Impossible! But... the Ellimist...
"Human!" My voice says happily. My body stands, and hugs him, my head just under his chin.
Well, relaying messages to a point.
"Yes. The Ellimist made me human." To my delight, and the other me's delight, he returns the hug.
"...Hologram?" I ask. The other me, that is, asks.
"A human body, rather." Erek specifies. "I still have my programming and everything else. Everything that made me Chee before I still posess, with the exception of my body." He lifts me up into his arms easily, like he was lifting a feather. I laugh happily.
"See?" He says, smiling, setting me down.
Suddenly, I tumble forward, feeling like I'm being torn in half. Pain! Burning, searing pain! Erek catches me. "Marco!"
I stand up, shakily, as the pain decreases and disappears. *I* stand! Of my own free will!
RELEASE
The Ellimist!
Both of us wait for a few minutes, his arms still encircling my waist. But he (it, they?) does not not speak again.
Kooky old guy.
"I'm... me again!" I say, overwhelmed with relief. "I mean, the drug's worn off. Or rather... the Ellimist removed it."
Erek lifts me into the air, twirling me around. Suddenly, he seems to realize what he's doing, and sets me down, a blush creeping cutely onto his face.
I'm also blushing. "You're... human!" I say finally, changing the subject.
"Yes." He's smiling, face suddenly becomes serious. "Did you mean what you said?"
I freeze, praying he's not asking what I think he is...
Seeing my slightly confused expression, he adds, "Before. I asked you who you loved. You told me it was me. Did you mean it?"
I'm suddenly aware that I've backed up aginst a tree that happened to be inside Erek's hologram. I'm also aware that he's followed me. Our noses are almost touching.
"I..."
"Did you?" He breathes, hands on either side of my face. My breathe is caught in my throat, and I think my brain is shutting down. //Okay... okay... he can't hurt you, he said his programming was still intact...//
"Yes." I mumble. I can barely hear my own voice. But I've forgotten. If he's still a Chee, only with a human *body*, then his hearing would probably have stayed the same.
"I'm glad."
I barely have time to register his words, when he leans forward, closing the small gap between us and presses his lips to mine.
OhGodohgodohgodohgodhe'skissingmehe'skissingME!
After a few seconds, my mind clears enough for me to respond, and I don't care in anyone walks into the hologram at the moment, because Erek is finally *mine*
|Ellimist's POV|
Kooky?
I believe I enjoy that sound of that word. In human language it means crazy, or so I've learned.
I suppose that word, in some situations, would describe me fairly well.
I watch the two creatures down on the planet Earth. One is older than the human race, one isn't even two decades old.
Quite the pair.
I have seen many, many strange and interesting things. Things that don't make sense, things that should be impossible, even by my standards. Things that the universe has never seen before. But this...
When I first saw these two space-time lines entwining with each other, I almost didn't believe it. A machine and a seintnant creature, falling in love? Surely it was impossible.
But it was.
The creatures I created, the Pemalites, were masters of technology. But even I did not expect them to be able to allow their androids to feel such complicated emotions such as love.
But after I began to dig deeper into the minds of the creatures I absorbed from Father, countless millions, billions of years ago, I realized that love is not complicated. It is a raw emotion. Clear cut, with no jagged edges. Unfortunately, problems often arise because of this.
That is why anger is such a common emotion. It is so complicated that all creatures, including myself, cut it down to a raw emotion. Then we unleash it upon everyone in our path.
Foolish.
We also stubbornly complicate love. Love is raw, so we contain it. Love is simple, so we complicate it. Love is wonderful, so we degrade it.
Sometimes, I wonder if the primitive creatures are really the intelligent ones. They leave emotions as they are.
A bit amazing, when you look at the difference.
I look down on the strange pair again. Completion radiates from them both. So does a level of joy that I have not experiance more than twice in all of my travels through time and space.
Yes. These two have been saved.
And because of this, so has the beauty of planet Earth.
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I should have named this chapter "Why You Shouldn't Give KC Sugar In Coffee That Isn't Decaf."
Wow. Actual romance developments! And next time the - duh duh dun - Animorphs find out! *gasp*
Or, at least, that's what I hope will happen. My chapters have been running away and not coming back until they're all mismatched and crazy. I'm half expecting to write something about the Ellimist doing a striptease.
X_x NO MORE SUGAR AND CAFFIENE, DAMMIT!!!
...Anyway. I'm sick. As in, so-sick-I-actually-fainted-and-that-might-be- part-of-the-reason-I-stuck-the-Ellimist-in-this-crazy-chapter. Woo!
...Er, review?
Early: I think your review got lost in the mail. ^^;
Fire Tears: I do? Wow! And I like the name Chee-Koro too! (Namely why I used it ^^;)
Jinako-chan: Marco? Nah, I think he'd just commit suicide or go crazy or just go all withdrawn or somethin'. Nothing big. You love me? O.O HUGS FOR *EVERYBODY*!!!
Forlay: And thank you for archiving my fic! *sniffles* Such an honour... BTW (attack of the evil short forms!) half the pics on your site aren't working. And you might want to try brinkster.com as a host. They've always been good to me.
Lauren: Vewy cute! Here's the next chappie! (Kiddie talk... Yay!)
Alikat: Yes I do! X:Men Evolution is cool! (Gotta love Pietro)
Junsei: New reviewer! *glomp* You say cannot a lot. That rhymes! *giggles*
fangrlwlotsofideas: X_x I wasn't going to do that. Nope. I'm not killing off anybody... yet... *evil laugh*
Chapter Nine
YOU HAVE CHOSEN AS I HOPED YOU WOULD, EREK KING OF THE HUMANS AND CHEE
Suddenly, I am back in the Chee underground. Everything is back to normal, like it always was. Nothing's changed. Except... except...
My hologram is not up. My force field is not up. But I'm human still!
I hold a hand in front of my face, flaxing my fingers. It looks exactly like it always did when I projected my hologram. But my hologram was turned off.
As a test, I try to make my hologram. Amazing. It works! I gasp in surprise, then gasp again. I can breathe!
Human!
The project my hologram, this time of my robotic self. Chee!
But I can still fee the restricting programming. Can still feel my strength that is far greater than any human's. Can still hear better and see better than any human. But now I can smell.
I could before, but not really. The smell was dull. But now...
Trees, grass, flowers! I can smell them, like I've stuck my nose right into them!
I can even smell the dogs. And though I like dogs, a few of them are wet. And that's a smell I could do without.
I notice Marco sitting by the tree, where I'd been only seconds before. I walk slowly over, knowing that while I could run Chee speed, I don't want to.
|Marco's POV|
I'm insane. Completely insane. I can't believe I said that. Can't believe I told him!
Of course, part of that was because the damn voice in my head wouldn't shut up.
"Marco?"
Erek. Nononononono! I don't want to face him, don't want to see him...
"Marco." My head looks up at him of it's own accord. I shrink back mentally. //Don't hate me!//
"I don't really know how to say this... but... the Ellimist came to me. Spoke to me. Gave me something. A gift, I suppose."
Ellimist? Gift? Somehow the two don't mix.
"Gift?" My voice echoes my thoughts. At least the voice is relaying simple messages now.
"Yes. I..." He pauses, then extends his hologram around us.
But he's still human. Impossible! But... the Ellimist...
"Human!" My voice says happily. My body stands, and hugs him, my head just under his chin.
Well, relaying messages to a point.
"Yes. The Ellimist made me human." To my delight, and the other me's delight, he returns the hug.
"...Hologram?" I ask. The other me, that is, asks.
"A human body, rather." Erek specifies. "I still have my programming and everything else. Everything that made me Chee before I still posess, with the exception of my body." He lifts me up into his arms easily, like he was lifting a feather. I laugh happily.
"See?" He says, smiling, setting me down.
Suddenly, I tumble forward, feeling like I'm being torn in half. Pain! Burning, searing pain! Erek catches me. "Marco!"
I stand up, shakily, as the pain decreases and disappears. *I* stand! Of my own free will!
RELEASE
The Ellimist!
Both of us wait for a few minutes, his arms still encircling my waist. But he (it, they?) does not not speak again.
Kooky old guy.
"I'm... me again!" I say, overwhelmed with relief. "I mean, the drug's worn off. Or rather... the Ellimist removed it."
Erek lifts me into the air, twirling me around. Suddenly, he seems to realize what he's doing, and sets me down, a blush creeping cutely onto his face.
I'm also blushing. "You're... human!" I say finally, changing the subject.
"Yes." He's smiling, face suddenly becomes serious. "Did you mean what you said?"
I freeze, praying he's not asking what I think he is...
Seeing my slightly confused expression, he adds, "Before. I asked you who you loved. You told me it was me. Did you mean it?"
I'm suddenly aware that I've backed up aginst a tree that happened to be inside Erek's hologram. I'm also aware that he's followed me. Our noses are almost touching.
"I..."
"Did you?" He breathes, hands on either side of my face. My breathe is caught in my throat, and I think my brain is shutting down. //Okay... okay... he can't hurt you, he said his programming was still intact...//
"Yes." I mumble. I can barely hear my own voice. But I've forgotten. If he's still a Chee, only with a human *body*, then his hearing would probably have stayed the same.
"I'm glad."
I barely have time to register his words, when he leans forward, closing the small gap between us and presses his lips to mine.
OhGodohgodohgodohgodhe'skissingmehe'skissingME!
After a few seconds, my mind clears enough for me to respond, and I don't care in anyone walks into the hologram at the moment, because Erek is finally *mine*
|Ellimist's POV|
Kooky?
I believe I enjoy that sound of that word. In human language it means crazy, or so I've learned.
I suppose that word, in some situations, would describe me fairly well.
I watch the two creatures down on the planet Earth. One is older than the human race, one isn't even two decades old.
Quite the pair.
I have seen many, many strange and interesting things. Things that don't make sense, things that should be impossible, even by my standards. Things that the universe has never seen before. But this...
When I first saw these two space-time lines entwining with each other, I almost didn't believe it. A machine and a seintnant creature, falling in love? Surely it was impossible.
But it was.
The creatures I created, the Pemalites, were masters of technology. But even I did not expect them to be able to allow their androids to feel such complicated emotions such as love.
But after I began to dig deeper into the minds of the creatures I absorbed from Father, countless millions, billions of years ago, I realized that love is not complicated. It is a raw emotion. Clear cut, with no jagged edges. Unfortunately, problems often arise because of this.
That is why anger is such a common emotion. It is so complicated that all creatures, including myself, cut it down to a raw emotion. Then we unleash it upon everyone in our path.
Foolish.
We also stubbornly complicate love. Love is raw, so we contain it. Love is simple, so we complicate it. Love is wonderful, so we degrade it.
Sometimes, I wonder if the primitive creatures are really the intelligent ones. They leave emotions as they are.
A bit amazing, when you look at the difference.
I look down on the strange pair again. Completion radiates from them both. So does a level of joy that I have not experiance more than twice in all of my travels through time and space.
Yes. These two have been saved.
And because of this, so has the beauty of planet Earth.
---------------------
I should have named this chapter "Why You Shouldn't Give KC Sugar In Coffee That Isn't Decaf."
Wow. Actual romance developments! And next time the - duh duh dun - Animorphs find out! *gasp*
Or, at least, that's what I hope will happen. My chapters have been running away and not coming back until they're all mismatched and crazy. I'm half expecting to write something about the Ellimist doing a striptease.
X_x NO MORE SUGAR AND CAFFIENE, DAMMIT!!!
...Anyway. I'm sick. As in, so-sick-I-actually-fainted-and-that-might-be- part-of-the-reason-I-stuck-the-Ellimist-in-this-crazy-chapter. Woo!
...Er, review?