I morphed and flew to Ms. Chapman's house. I snuck in through the window and into the kitchen where I grabbed a knife from the counter. Melissa was in her bedroom reviewing some files for the visser. She got up and went to the bathroom as I hid in a closet. A few moments later she came out. I lunged forward and knocked her back against the wall, pressing the knife to her throat.
"Animorph," her Yeerk hissed.
"That's right Yeerk," I sneered. "I have a message for Stacey."
I handed her the letter I had written earlier. She snatched it from my hand and glared at me hatefully. I raised the knife and drove it so deep into the wall that only the handle was protrud-ing barely an inch from the side of her head. It was Visser One's fault my family was falling apart. Now my brother was on the verge of dying, and it was all because he had to light a fire under Earth's ass. I flew back to the hospital and paced the hall outside Jason's room. I should have seen it! He was distancing himself from everyone, even Cheyenne couldn't get two words out of him most of the time. I felt like it was my fault that he was in this condition. Finally I dropped to the floor and cried. Dad knelt down and pulled me into a hug to try and comfort me.
"It'll be alright," he said. "He's a fighter."
"Not anymore. He's given up completely. He knows saving Stacey is a lost cause. He just doesn't want to fight anymore."
"Well, I know you won't let him give up so easily. By the way, where the hell did he get Valium and Zanex from?"
"I can only think of one person. Roach."