A/N: I know, its been a very long time since I've posted anything. But here I am with another long piece *sigh* which i hope I'd be able to complete *another sigh*. It has a very good plot. And it's a continuation of #54. The first half of the prologue is written in third person narration, the rest of the story would be in first person narration. Whether I get to add more to this depends on the feed back i get.

I hope ya like it.

The War Goddess

Prologue

It was in an insignificant corner of the Earth where a gigantic discovery was made. This discovery was not scientific, and it wasn't technological. On its own it would give no aid to warfare, medicine or any other branches that were concerned in dealing with human kind. But nonetheless it was a glorious discovery. Unusual too.

You see, unlike any discovery, this one had pronounced itself silently in the brain of a young ignorant human. And it would never be accepted by anyone, if you declared this discovery in public people are more likely to lock you away in a padded cell than try to listen to you.

It was on this late Tuesday night when Salvador struck gold. Or more accurately found out that a 'dead person' should be more precisely described as a 'missing person'.

"You see Kat, it just doesn't make any sense. Why would the Yeerks eject a human's body out into space, a dead human body, if they wanted to clean up the mess they could have set the Taxxons loose. If they wanted to clean the entire mess, why not eject all the other dead bodies? Like the snake and the other animals that died. Why just the girl?"

Kat stared at him with round blue eyes, she inclined her head slightly and uttered something beneath her breath.

"No really, think about it. The Yeerks hated her, why offer her friends her body? Why not keep it?" Salvador traced a hand through her silky hair. "And why haven't any of the Animorphs caught up in all this? Don't they see the possibilities? See, here's what I think; I think that the Polar bear injured Rachel. The blow knocked her onto the ground and out of sight. I think that the Yeerk in command forced some other Yeerk loser into morphing Rachel. Yeerk-controlled-polar-bear inflicts a similar wound on the Yeerk-morphed Rachel. Or maybe they used one of the hosts; you want the death you're always begging for human, here it is! Roar, clash, bang, dead. See?"

Kat purred under his arm, she wasn't paying any attention. Idly, she pressed her face into his hands and Salvador sighed and pulled his blanket just below his chin, he gazed across his dark room, his gaze ended at his tiny window, he watched it from where he was lying down, in bed, the silver light of the moon caused everything to go gray.

"So, Rachel is alive. Rachel is alive and she's with the Yeerks, she's Yeerk controlled I bet. Only see, if I say that to the Andalites and Animophs they'd think I'm nuts, they'd say; well Salvador, if the Yeerks have Rachel why not threaten us? Why doesn't a Rachel controller appear on screen and demand the annihilation of Earth. I have an answer for that too Kat, see, it's simple. It's clear. Brilliant."

Kat struggled out of his grasp and edged to the side of the bed, contemplating deeply, her round blue eyes twinkled. She sprawled on the covers and cocked her head at a scrambling rat. Then she turned and gave Salvador a questioning look.

But Salvador was not paying attention.

"Like they'd listen to poor nobody Salvador, like I could manage to get within like, ten miles from the nearest Andalite. Would they believe me if I tell them the Yeerks are planning the seeds of a new empire? Would they believe me if I told them that the image of The War Goddess would be the key activation to their evil plans? Nope, go away Salvador, go away little boy. Rachel is as dead as your brain is."

Salvador sighed. Kat was still staring intently at the rat, sitting lightly on the bed cover now, with a great sigh, Salvador turned sideways and stroked Kat's head. "What are you looking at, Kat?"

Kat's head ducked away from Salvador's outstretched hand, she licked her black lips and cocked her head. "You hungry Kat? 'Cause if you are there's some of your milk in the kitchen…hey, what are you eyeballing?"

Kat's pale bushy tail drifted left and right. When Salvador stroked her head her tail thumped loudly in annoyance, she crouched low, ears flattened.

"It's three in the morning Kat, give it a rest, whatever poor animal you've set your eye on deserves a rest, I need a rest. I need to stop thinking and- HEY!"

The sound of screeching filled the small room. Kat leapt off the bed and landed in one if the corners, she slashed at something that screeched in terror. "Kat, KAT! Stop!"

The stupid ball of fur would not leave the tortured animal alone. Salvador leapt of his bed and wrenched the cat away from the rodent. "Stop it Kat, where are your manners?"

Kat struggled to get loose. Salvador tossed her out of his room and eyed the rat. It was cowering in the corner, it's black eyes glazed with terror.

"Hey there." Salvador said with a sudden grin, "sorry about that, but cats aren't exactly dogs, hey, you want a little snack?"

From the corridor Kat meowed persistently.

The rat's nose twitched.

Salvador turned to get a spoiled slice of bread out of his nightstand drawer. When he turned around the rat was gone.

"Hey." Salvador said, "you don't want to hide from me."

Salvador tossed the food in the corner, "I'll call Kat in. Really."

Nothing happened.

"Oh well." Salvador slipped back into his bed. He tried to fall back to sleep, he tried to pass his time by counting sheep, but all he could count was how much time would pass before the world was reduced to a black ball of ash.

Grunting, he turned on his back, he pulled the covers right under his chin. His nose felt ticklish, so he flicked at it.

He felt light breathing on his face. He was sure he'd thrown Kat out, really, he was sure, so who was that sitting on his chest and peering into his face, it was hard to think because he was slowly drifting to sleep…nothing to do but scratch his face, because it was itching so much…

But that didn't matter, he was already falling asleep.

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Salvador

Someone rapped at the door and yelled, "Hey, Sal, wakey-wakey, its almost six. Come on!"

I yawned widely and stretched in my bed. I rubbed at my eyes and groaned mentally, why couldn't people sleep forever and wake up whenever they liked? It really wasn't fair.

I opened my eyes and sitting on my chest, staring right at my face was a rat.

"Yah!" I yelped in surprise, I twisted in my bed and ended up on the ground with my blanket on top of me.

Don't be afraid. a voice spoke attentively.

I wrenched the blanket off my face and stared at the edge of my bed. Slowly, a small black face peered from the edge. "Tell me I didn't hear that."

But you did. You did hear him. It was a soft broken voice. The rat's nose twitched.

I blinked my eyes, "asleep. I must be asleep."

No you are not. You've been sleeping all night.

I smiled, "Are you an Andalite in morph?"

The rat froze. It didn't say anything. "So are you? Are you an Andalite in morph? I've always wanted to meet an Andalite."

Sort of… The voice whispered, But he's not an Andalite. He's…he's a…a…r-r-r. the little body shuddered.

"A rat." I supplied, looking around for another creature, clearly, someone was talking for the rat, was this some sort of trick? "You're a rat."

The body went limp. The rat's face turned away.

"I guess you don't like being called that." I thought for a moment. "Have you been like this for a long time?"

For months. The rat wailed in sudden panic, I jerked in surprise, for months and months and months and he's going to live like this forever.

I stared. I swallowed, "Er, okay, then what were you, I mean, what was he? Before? Before you…er…before he got trapped?"

The rat ran in circles. He doesn't want to talk about it. What they did, what they did to him. Terrible. Shameful. And what he would do to them. If only he could! If only he could! But he can't he knows we're small. He knows all we're good for is…is scavenging. Trash and stuff. He hates it.

"Er. Who is he?" I asked, puzzled slightly, was I talking to one person or two people?

Who is he? The rat screeched, I jumped. Who is he!? He's the other part of me. He…he has a name. But he doesn't talk to me. He ignores me mostly. He thinks we're…I'm inferior. Yes. Inferior. Everything I do is degrading. Humiliating for him. He wouldn't let me eat the food I want to eat. I like to find food from the garbage and sewers –who wouldn't? And you know what he wants?! He wants us to go in Restaurants! He wants fresh food. He wants human food! He's crazy! He'll kill us both!

I edged away. "I don't understand, this other rat is your friend?" I looked around, "where is he then? Whose doing the talking?"

The rat leapt off the bed and landed on my knee. I almost had a heart attack. I am talking to you. Me. The voice had defiantly changed, I looked around but I was alone, only me and this crazy talking rat. The smarter one. Me. Ignore that stupid idiot. It's me you're talking to. A fellow human.

The voice had defiantly changed. And it did sound like a human. Could rats have split personalities? I didn't know, but it sure looked possible judging by this fellow.

The other idiot is a rat, he doesn't have a name, so you might as well ignore him. Only I exist.

"Um. Hi." I mumbled, confused, what exactly do you say to a crazy rat? "I didn't think I'd bump into you. I mean, I thought you're a rat-"

I'M NOT A RAT! The voice boomed angrily. He's the rat! Him! Not me! I'm HUMAN!

"Shut up!" I hissed, "you'll wake all the other kids in the orphanage!"

"Hey, Sal, come on, you're going somewhere new today." That was Tiffany, she was yelling just outside the door. Tiffany was in charge of the orphanage. I had this room all for me…as cramped as it was.

Now listen to me very carefully. The rat hissed, I didn't come all this way here to play tag with you. I'm not here to entertain you. I'm here on a mission. You get it? You are my mission. You will take me where I want to go. Now Salvador, you want to meet an Andalite right?

I nodded.

Good, they're going to take you to a house of some sort, you'll be with a couple of other kids too. Now, in the house there will be two Andalites, a Prince, and a women Andalite. The women Andalite is a teacher. She teaches Andalite kids. She wants a human to take home with her. I want you to be that human she chooses. I'm sure you'd love to visit the Andalite home world, or just go in space, but it wouldn't be easy because you're going to have to compete with all those other kids. I can help you get chosen, I know what qualities that Andalite lady wants to see. And there's only one catch in this deal.

I stared at him disbelievingly. "You're pulling my leg. Or maybe I'm dreaming."

The rat nipped at my flesh and I yelped in surprise, knocking him off my knee. The rat scrambled towards my face.

I am not pulling your leg. And you are certainly not dreaming.

"Okay," I gasped, "I get it. I want to go, I don't know how you knew I'd be a sucker for this, but you do. What do you want?"

I want you to take me with you. And swear you'd protect me.

I thought about that. "Fair enough, sounds like a deal to me. What do I have to do to win the blue lady?"

The rat smiled –if that was possible. You have to unintentionally get on the Prince's nerves.

I paled, "you're kidding, why would that help?"

Why? Because that Prince is the 'blue lady's father. And she'd love seeing you screw up. She falls for pathetic stunts.

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