( Eek! I'm not too impressed with how the story came out when I looked at
it on the actual website. It was longer on my Microsoft word for instance
and the paragraphs were set up better. Plus fanfiction.net has changed
ALLOT since I last used it. I apologize. I will try to make the chapters
longer from this point out. The good news is , I'll have to try and work in
Visser Three's part , so things ought to really speed up and the story will
become more interesting. My apologies again.)
To my reviewers: You guys have made me so HAPPY reviewing!!!!! As mentioned , I am working on the paragraph problem. Until I figure out what's wrong just bare with me a while longer.
Chapter 3
Melissa
I laughed. It was so funny the way his big green eyes were looking at me like I'd committed some military breech of discipline.
You don't know that they wouldn't. he scolded. Especially you my friend. Letting a member of a host species walk around free during a silent war doesn't exactly make Visser's look good.
I smiled. " I haven't forgotten."
And he won't forget. Reubren said worridly.
I can tell when Reubren is nervous. He always scuffs his right front hoof against the ground . Why am I wasting conversation on him? Let's go to my scoop.
I was almost touched. So he really cared about me. I followed him feeling a warm glow in my stomach. I couldn't keep a smile from touching my lips. Of course neither of us had to ask who 'he' was. The Yeerk that had tried his hardest to have me infested and nearly damn well killed me. We stepped into the scoop which was basically a big hovel in the ground. Andalites have great technology but they weren't exactly home makers. Besides the entire Adalite species is claustrophobic and don't usually stay in their scoops.
It wasn't fancy , but it offered a since of comfort.
Like my home used to.
I smiled sadly.
I caught Reubren's stalk eyes looking at me as he pulled out some quilts with his delicate Andalite hands.
Thinking of home? he asked sympathetically.
He knew. He was a child like me who stared into the night sky when he was alone , (and thought I wasn't watching,) so longingly I thought he'd try to pick the very stars out the sky and take them home.
He missed his home too. And he knew I missed mine. The question was only out of politeness.
" It's not home anymore." I said softly. " And if I ever get it back , will it be the same?"
Sometimes when you lose something you love , a new thing comes and replaces it. he said in a low vice.
Neither of us spoke.
" I see you're getting fancy." I teased , changing the subject. I gestured towards the blankets and quilts.
He laughed and his eyes shown in an Andalite smile. Sometimes even Andalites get tired of a hard dirt floor. On my homeworld we grow soft grass inside the scoops.
I realized , a little embarrassed , that he must be ready to sleep. " I don't wanna keep you up."
Stay tonight. he said fixing the blankets the best he could. It's late in the evening and strange humans will be about. Some are very hostile , and besides , the moon isn't really showing her face , so it would be too dark for you to get back.
" Here. Let me help." I started to arrange the pillows.
I reached , he reached - we froze. Our hands wrapped around each others.
I didn't breath.
His hand let go and he touched my hair.
Melissa...
Esplin 9466
Intelligence reports reflected that their was an Andalite living in the forest area. The markings of the hooves were not that of an Earth animal.
I smiled to myself. I knew. I knew before I even saw them for myself. If an Andalite was using the grounds for feeding then a scoop was nearby. You'll never find him. Alloran said.
No? I taunted. I have my best scouts searching the area Andalite.
You caught him once , he won't forget it! Alloran blazed mentally. He will be watchful. He won't get caught again!
Alloran after all these years , I do believe your intelligence is finally declining. I said with mock pity. You Andalites are strong. But not strong enough to fight your way free of a dozen Hork-Bajir. What will he do when he is surrounded by hundreds of my warriors?
I chuckled gleefully to myself as I felt Alloran doubt himself.
Maybe I should explain about Alloran. But since a Yeerk Visser has many things to do , and this one in particular is busy , I'll only explain briefly.
I am Yeerk, sentient , but parasitic. Alloran is my pathetic , sniveling , suicidal , I-still-hope- to-be-free-someday slave. My Host.
I am the only Yeek Visser to become master of an andalite host.
I am Visser Three.
But my real name , my pool name , is Esplin Nine-four -double Six. But only fools careless enough to refer to me by anything other than my rank have called me that. They are dead.
And I am the most intelligent , most powerful , and gloriest -
" Visser!" my scout came running.
( Parody: How dare you interrupt me when I am telling the readers about my greatness, insolent fool! Fwaap! Now that the fool is out of the way .. ^0^)
What is it Alkrin 259? Did you find something? I asked eagerly.
" Yes." The Hork-Bajir controller replied. " We did confirm that there is an Andalite nearby."
I felt the smallest measure of anxiousness from Alloran and to my pleasure , dread.
Beginning to have doubts? Where is your Andalite arrogance now?
He didn't answer. He merely waited anxiously.
I laughed mentally. He always goes silent in the end. But his persistent hope is amusing .
I noticed that Alkrin was looking at me with an expression that could almost...no, had to be , pure disbelief. Like he was seeing something in his memory he wasn't sure he believed was real , or imagined.
My mind was off of Alloran for the moment and I was growing impatient.
Yes , yes , I already suspected that. Did you find his scoop? Is there only one?
" Only one Andalite ,Visser." He replied. " But not alone. There is a human female with him."
I sneered. Humans are easily dealt with. Is it one of our human bandits? Who is she?
" She is a small girl , with long silver hair."
Of course! The human refugee the Medelites are sheltering!
The child Melissa. My lieutenants , host body's daughter.
Young , but stubbornly foolish. Well , I'd get them both. The girl was aiding our enemies , those filthy allies to the andalites , and had become more than a thorn in our side.
Alkrin hesitated. Then , " Very strange these humans behave. Do they always touch one another?"
Did I look like that fool , Edriss 562? Why was he asking me? I wasn't infatuated with humans.
What are you talking about Alkrin 259? I snapped.
" Um..."
I thought so! I retorted. Now tell me where they are!
He gave me the location.
I smiled to myself. At least the best you can smile with an Andalite face , and that's inwardly.
I wouldn't be long. Not long at all.
To my reviewers: You guys have made me so HAPPY reviewing!!!!! As mentioned , I am working on the paragraph problem. Until I figure out what's wrong just bare with me a while longer.
Chapter 3
Melissa
I laughed. It was so funny the way his big green eyes were looking at me like I'd committed some military breech of discipline.
You don't know that they wouldn't. he scolded. Especially you my friend. Letting a member of a host species walk around free during a silent war doesn't exactly make Visser's look good.
I smiled. " I haven't forgotten."
And he won't forget. Reubren said worridly.
I can tell when Reubren is nervous. He always scuffs his right front hoof against the ground . Why am I wasting conversation on him? Let's go to my scoop.
I was almost touched. So he really cared about me. I followed him feeling a warm glow in my stomach. I couldn't keep a smile from touching my lips. Of course neither of us had to ask who 'he' was. The Yeerk that had tried his hardest to have me infested and nearly damn well killed me. We stepped into the scoop which was basically a big hovel in the ground. Andalites have great technology but they weren't exactly home makers. Besides the entire Adalite species is claustrophobic and don't usually stay in their scoops.
It wasn't fancy , but it offered a since of comfort.
Like my home used to.
I smiled sadly.
I caught Reubren's stalk eyes looking at me as he pulled out some quilts with his delicate Andalite hands.
Thinking of home? he asked sympathetically.
He knew. He was a child like me who stared into the night sky when he was alone , (and thought I wasn't watching,) so longingly I thought he'd try to pick the very stars out the sky and take them home.
He missed his home too. And he knew I missed mine. The question was only out of politeness.
" It's not home anymore." I said softly. " And if I ever get it back , will it be the same?"
Sometimes when you lose something you love , a new thing comes and replaces it. he said in a low vice.
Neither of us spoke.
" I see you're getting fancy." I teased , changing the subject. I gestured towards the blankets and quilts.
He laughed and his eyes shown in an Andalite smile. Sometimes even Andalites get tired of a hard dirt floor. On my homeworld we grow soft grass inside the scoops.
I realized , a little embarrassed , that he must be ready to sleep. " I don't wanna keep you up."
Stay tonight. he said fixing the blankets the best he could. It's late in the evening and strange humans will be about. Some are very hostile , and besides , the moon isn't really showing her face , so it would be too dark for you to get back.
" Here. Let me help." I started to arrange the pillows.
I reached , he reached - we froze. Our hands wrapped around each others.
I didn't breath.
His hand let go and he touched my hair.
Melissa...
Esplin 9466
Intelligence reports reflected that their was an Andalite living in the forest area. The markings of the hooves were not that of an Earth animal.
I smiled to myself. I knew. I knew before I even saw them for myself. If an Andalite was using the grounds for feeding then a scoop was nearby. You'll never find him. Alloran said.
No? I taunted. I have my best scouts searching the area Andalite.
You caught him once , he won't forget it! Alloran blazed mentally. He will be watchful. He won't get caught again!
Alloran after all these years , I do believe your intelligence is finally declining. I said with mock pity. You Andalites are strong. But not strong enough to fight your way free of a dozen Hork-Bajir. What will he do when he is surrounded by hundreds of my warriors?
I chuckled gleefully to myself as I felt Alloran doubt himself.
Maybe I should explain about Alloran. But since a Yeerk Visser has many things to do , and this one in particular is busy , I'll only explain briefly.
I am Yeerk, sentient , but parasitic. Alloran is my pathetic , sniveling , suicidal , I-still-hope- to-be-free-someday slave. My Host.
I am the only Yeek Visser to become master of an andalite host.
I am Visser Three.
But my real name , my pool name , is Esplin Nine-four -double Six. But only fools careless enough to refer to me by anything other than my rank have called me that. They are dead.
And I am the most intelligent , most powerful , and gloriest -
" Visser!" my scout came running.
( Parody: How dare you interrupt me when I am telling the readers about my greatness, insolent fool! Fwaap! Now that the fool is out of the way .. ^0^)
What is it Alkrin 259? Did you find something? I asked eagerly.
" Yes." The Hork-Bajir controller replied. " We did confirm that there is an Andalite nearby."
I felt the smallest measure of anxiousness from Alloran and to my pleasure , dread.
Beginning to have doubts? Where is your Andalite arrogance now?
He didn't answer. He merely waited anxiously.
I laughed mentally. He always goes silent in the end. But his persistent hope is amusing .
I noticed that Alkrin was looking at me with an expression that could almost...no, had to be , pure disbelief. Like he was seeing something in his memory he wasn't sure he believed was real , or imagined.
My mind was off of Alloran for the moment and I was growing impatient.
Yes , yes , I already suspected that. Did you find his scoop? Is there only one?
" Only one Andalite ,Visser." He replied. " But not alone. There is a human female with him."
I sneered. Humans are easily dealt with. Is it one of our human bandits? Who is she?
" She is a small girl , with long silver hair."
Of course! The human refugee the Medelites are sheltering!
The child Melissa. My lieutenants , host body's daughter.
Young , but stubbornly foolish. Well , I'd get them both. The girl was aiding our enemies , those filthy allies to the andalites , and had become more than a thorn in our side.
Alkrin hesitated. Then , " Very strange these humans behave. Do they always touch one another?"
Did I look like that fool , Edriss 562? Why was he asking me? I wasn't infatuated with humans.
What are you talking about Alkrin 259? I snapped.
" Um..."
I thought so! I retorted. Now tell me where they are!
He gave me the location.
I smiled to myself. At least the best you can smile with an Andalite face , and that's inwardly.
I wouldn't be long. Not long at all.