Disclaimer: All bow down to the all high and mighty K. A. Applegate, for
she owns Animorphs, not I. *sniffle* Darn it! Oh well, enjoy!
A/N: From this point on, the fanfic is going to be from Cossette's point of view because it was originally supposed to be two parts. Enjoy!
Chapter 14:
Cossette
I stared down at the limp form of my sister, collapsed at my feet. She had gone through all of this to save me, was totally exausted by the time I was freed, and then, what had I done? I shot her. Well, not on purpose, but I still had shot her.
"Hey, Ax. Listen, I'm really sorry. I didn't know...It's just that...Well, for the past few.."
"It's okay. It wasn't the first time someone thought I was Visser 3. But I'm not the one you should say sorry to you, I think you own your sister that." He looked down with his main eyes at her and kept the ones on top of his head on me.
I nodded my head and looked down at my sister again. Her eyes started to flutter, then she groaned in pain and tried sitting up. It didn't work, she fell back down onto her side.
"Oww...," she said , gripping her head with one of her hands. "How many times have I told you sis, don't play with Dracon Beams." She looked up at me, one of her eyes squeezed shut from the pain, but a genuine smile on her lips.
I choked out a laugh. "Sorry, sis. She looked up at the Dracon Beam that was still in my hands. I looked down at it, blasted a shall hole in the ground with it, and then threw it into the hole, covering it up with my foot. I spat at the ground that how concealed it. "Good riddence. Now," I bent forward and offered Jessica my hand."Need some help?"
She looked at my hand, and then into me eyes with a smile that touched my heart. I think we were both overjoyed to finally be together again. I couldn't help but return the gesture of affection as a grin crept onto my face. She grabbed my hand and I pulled her to her feet.
She dusted off the back of her pants, and when she was done, looked up at me, and then lunged at me, wrapping her arms around my neck. We weren't the type that normally showed our love for each other, but, well, heck, we hadn't been together in so long. I hugged her back. We were finallytogether again.
After a few brief moments, we simutantiously broke the embrace and took a step back and looked at each other. I saw that her hair was down and realized that mine was still in that annoying bun the Yeerk had forced it into. It had threatened to cut my hair, but when I started screaming at it, inside my head, nonstop, for three days straight, and promised I would keep going forever if it cut one piece of my hair, it decided that the length it was at was just fine, other than the fact it found it terribly annoying, hence the bun. Now I could finally take the annoying thing out.
I almost ripped my hair out from the way I fiercely tore the scrunchy out, sending all of the bobby-pins flying. I felt my hair fall down and cascade down my shoulders, then my back, and finally reach my waist. I ran my fingers through my hair for a few moments, relishing the feeling of having it down, instead of pulled back so tight I thought my scalp was being peeled off.
When I looked up from my light brown hair, I realized that everyone was staring at my sister and me, their glance shifting from her, to me, and then back to her again.
Marco was the first to say it. "You-you're twins?!"
:He isn't very bright, don't worry about him.: I heard Jessica tell me. Somethine else they hadn't figured out. Now that the Yeerk was gone, and I had full control of my mind, my and her could talk through mind-speech. It was pretty cool. And just think, the whole "identical twins" thing scared them. Imagine if they knew we could do this. He he he. And now the fun begins.
:I can tell. I think I'll torture him.:
Jessica shot me an evil grin. I swear, her eyes twinkled. :Go for it.: She said (well, kind-of), her "voice" dripping with venom.
"You're not the brightest crayon in the box, are you Marco?" I tried hiding my smile, but couldn't help it. I grinned so wide, I thought my face was stuck. Jessica wore the exact same face.
Marco looked taken back for a moment, then looked offended, then concerned. "Oh no! Not another Rachel! Two was bad enough, what with Jessica too. Now you too. That's just not fair!" I don't know how, but our grins got bigger, and Rachel joined us.
:You know, I really can't stand him...:
:I can tell,: I replied.
:Oh, and PLEASE don't bring up the Ax thing again! I doubt Marco will let me live it down now as it is.:
:K, I won't, but would you mind filing me in on who these people are, and what we're going to do now, because our situation at home is...Well...:
:Don't worry. I'll send you all the info via twin-mail. Hold on.: And with that a bunch of pictures flooded my brain, mixing her memories of the past few days with mine. These pictures that held my past, and held all of what my future would be. They stopped, and Jessica gave me a few minutes to sort them out. :Did you get all of it?:
:Yeah, just about. So that's what's life is gonna be like from now on, huh?:
:Just about.:
:Now this is going to be interesting.:
:You have no idea just how much, Cossette. No idea.:
A/N: Well? What's ya think? I haven't worked on this fanfic in about a year and a half, so I really hope my writing style didn't change...Oh well, please R&R! Thanx bunches!!
A/N: From this point on, the fanfic is going to be from Cossette's point of view because it was originally supposed to be two parts. Enjoy!
Chapter 14:
Cossette
I stared down at the limp form of my sister, collapsed at my feet. She had gone through all of this to save me, was totally exausted by the time I was freed, and then, what had I done? I shot her. Well, not on purpose, but I still had shot her.
"Hey, Ax. Listen, I'm really sorry. I didn't know...It's just that...Well, for the past few.."
"It's okay. It wasn't the first time someone thought I was Visser 3. But I'm not the one you should say sorry to you, I think you own your sister that." He looked down with his main eyes at her and kept the ones on top of his head on me.
I nodded my head and looked down at my sister again. Her eyes started to flutter, then she groaned in pain and tried sitting up. It didn't work, she fell back down onto her side.
"Oww...," she said , gripping her head with one of her hands. "How many times have I told you sis, don't play with Dracon Beams." She looked up at me, one of her eyes squeezed shut from the pain, but a genuine smile on her lips.
I choked out a laugh. "Sorry, sis. She looked up at the Dracon Beam that was still in my hands. I looked down at it, blasted a shall hole in the ground with it, and then threw it into the hole, covering it up with my foot. I spat at the ground that how concealed it. "Good riddence. Now," I bent forward and offered Jessica my hand."Need some help?"
She looked at my hand, and then into me eyes with a smile that touched my heart. I think we were both overjoyed to finally be together again. I couldn't help but return the gesture of affection as a grin crept onto my face. She grabbed my hand and I pulled her to her feet.
She dusted off the back of her pants, and when she was done, looked up at me, and then lunged at me, wrapping her arms around my neck. We weren't the type that normally showed our love for each other, but, well, heck, we hadn't been together in so long. I hugged her back. We were finallytogether again.
After a few brief moments, we simutantiously broke the embrace and took a step back and looked at each other. I saw that her hair was down and realized that mine was still in that annoying bun the Yeerk had forced it into. It had threatened to cut my hair, but when I started screaming at it, inside my head, nonstop, for three days straight, and promised I would keep going forever if it cut one piece of my hair, it decided that the length it was at was just fine, other than the fact it found it terribly annoying, hence the bun. Now I could finally take the annoying thing out.
I almost ripped my hair out from the way I fiercely tore the scrunchy out, sending all of the bobby-pins flying. I felt my hair fall down and cascade down my shoulders, then my back, and finally reach my waist. I ran my fingers through my hair for a few moments, relishing the feeling of having it down, instead of pulled back so tight I thought my scalp was being peeled off.
When I looked up from my light brown hair, I realized that everyone was staring at my sister and me, their glance shifting from her, to me, and then back to her again.
Marco was the first to say it. "You-you're twins?!"
:He isn't very bright, don't worry about him.: I heard Jessica tell me. Somethine else they hadn't figured out. Now that the Yeerk was gone, and I had full control of my mind, my and her could talk through mind-speech. It was pretty cool. And just think, the whole "identical twins" thing scared them. Imagine if they knew we could do this. He he he. And now the fun begins.
:I can tell. I think I'll torture him.:
Jessica shot me an evil grin. I swear, her eyes twinkled. :Go for it.: She said (well, kind-of), her "voice" dripping with venom.
"You're not the brightest crayon in the box, are you Marco?" I tried hiding my smile, but couldn't help it. I grinned so wide, I thought my face was stuck. Jessica wore the exact same face.
Marco looked taken back for a moment, then looked offended, then concerned. "Oh no! Not another Rachel! Two was bad enough, what with Jessica too. Now you too. That's just not fair!" I don't know how, but our grins got bigger, and Rachel joined us.
:You know, I really can't stand him...:
:I can tell,: I replied.
:Oh, and PLEASE don't bring up the Ax thing again! I doubt Marco will let me live it down now as it is.:
:K, I won't, but would you mind filing me in on who these people are, and what we're going to do now, because our situation at home is...Well...:
:Don't worry. I'll send you all the info via twin-mail. Hold on.: And with that a bunch of pictures flooded my brain, mixing her memories of the past few days with mine. These pictures that held my past, and held all of what my future would be. They stopped, and Jessica gave me a few minutes to sort them out. :Did you get all of it?:
:Yeah, just about. So that's what's life is gonna be like from now on, huh?:
:Just about.:
:Now this is going to be interesting.:
:You have no idea just how much, Cossette. No idea.:
A/N: Well? What's ya think? I haven't worked on this fanfic in about a year and a half, so I really hope my writing style didn't change...Oh well, please R&R! Thanx bunches!!