Chapter 6 part one
You know, I have always been afraid of death. I guess you would guess so, since my risk of dying is triple the amount of any person next to me, since I am an Animorph and I do believe other aliens want me dead. Maybe there's a growing Yeerk community with Anti-Animorph posters with rhyming slogans all after us. Perhaps so, but today, when I am about to die in a few days, I have never felt at peace with myself or anyone else. I would've thought I would have gone nuts, to know that my life is about to end so soon, but I don't really think I'm going to die.
It's probably all a test from the Ellimist. He's clever, isn't he? Maybe he's trying to scare us. Probably not. Now that I think about it, I think I *am* going to die.
Ah... Death. I have seen my mother
being controlled, and seen as much blood and guts to top any gore movie. And
the aliens, too? Don't get me started. Death is nothing compared to what I've
gone through... My whole life was like a movie, even though it was a real.
Aliens, love, humor, gore, drama, AND we're young. What more could Hollywood
want?
We're sitting in Rachel's
luxurious room which holds a plate of sugar cookies that taste as good as home
made cookies, plushed chairs, a king-size bed, and bunches of other little
gadgets. Hell, why didn't the Ellimist put *me* in here?
Ax, Tobias, and Rachel are at the first-class dining room. I hope Ax doesn't make a big scene and cause havoc on board. Who knows, with all the trouble he can do, we can probably sink the ship today. All we need to do is to have Ax demorph. Wouldn't that be a sight.
"It's so cold here," complained Cassie who was in the bed, wrapped like a cocoon in the blanket.
"Room service," I blurted.
"What?" Jake asked.
Oh, yes, I'm so random. "Room service, duh. Why didn't we figure it out earlier?"
"Oh, you mean take full advantage of being in first class?"
"Of course."
"We should, but how?"
I shrugged. How was I supposed to know?
"More blankets for Cassie, some food for us, and they can probably pull in a quintet and we'll teach them some rock music."
Jake laughed. "If we knew we were going on a trip, we should've brought some CDs or something."
"Honestly..."
(A/N: Cutting off to Rachel, Tobias, and Ax now! I'm kind of tired of Marco's
POV and I've decided to see what the others are doing. ;) )
"Hmm, what's a crumpet?" Ax furrowed his brows, staring at the menu. "Sounds like a pastry, no?"
"I think it is," I said, shrugging simply. I had no idea about British foods.
"Why don't you have some
waffles and eggs?"
"And bacon?!" Ax
asked perkily, straightening up. "And bacon!?"
"If you want, sure," Rachel said, closing her menu which she looked at twice.
"Mmm... I am beginning to like this ship." He licked his lip.
I looked at Rachel, who noticed me, and looked back.
Ax turned his head around just in time to have a waitor come by to take his order. He swerved over, his arm in front of him like a classic butler.
"Ready to eat?" he said casually.
"Yes... Uh, some eggs, waffles, and BACON, please... And perhaps some milk with cream and su-"
"That'll be it," Rachel interupted.
"No sugar for the milk?"
"Ye-"
"NO," Rachel and I pressed.
"And for you two?"
"I'd like pancakes, with the butter, milk, and some sausages," I said.
"And you, ma'am?"
"I'd like some clam chowder with some bread, and apple juice."
"Is that all?"
"SUGAR!" Ax blurted.
The waitor looked startled, but nodded. "I'll bring you some sugar packets, sir."
"Thank you," Ax said, and
turned his face to us. "You may leave now," he said to the waitor.
The waitor left and I could
see him stifling his voice. I was sure he was about to respond to Ax's
rudeness, but he didn't want a complaint from a customer.
"Ay." Ax pressed his hands on the table and pushed himsef up from his seat in one quick gesture. "I need to go to the restroom, excuse me," he said and scurried off in the opposite direction.
Rachel and I were left alone. She was sitting next to me and I looked at her. God, it was so amazing to see her again.
"You don't know how much I missed you," I said out of no where. I stared at the spoon.
I could see Rachel's reflection grin. "When I knew I was going to die, I wanted to live so bad... I didn't want to die, because then I couldn't be with you... Heh. We sound like a corny romance book."
I laughed. "I don't know, I never looked in one."
Rachel slightly blushed. "I have... Just once."
I raised my eyebrows at her.
"Okay, THREE TIMES, but it was a trilogy."
"Sure," I teased.
She nudged me in the arm and it hurt. "It was."
Ax returned and sat back down. "Ah... So! The food hasn't arrived yet, huh?" he asked, leaning forward to observe the table for any signs of food.
"Not yet, Ax."
"I can't wait. I'm starved," he said. He leaned back and sighed. "So, we're supposed to... die in a few days, huh?"
"Yeah," Rachel said in a dry voice. "Dying isn't all that bad."
"What's it like?" I asked curiously.
"No Heaven or Hell or reincarnation... I can't really expain it, I can't really remember it either. But I saw the Ellimist."
"Why am I not surprised," Ax mumbled.
"But it was peaceful, you know? Like I didn't have anything to worry about. I didn't have to worry about everyone else dying because I knew, through everything, the end would be peaceful and rewarding... So I wasn't scared. It was quite nice, really."
Then Ax's plate of food arrived, along with his packets of sugar. "Great!" he yelled, grabbing his eating utensils. Ax grabbed the waitor's arm and said, "Thank you so very much. Pay respects to the cook, please," and released the poor man's arm, who quickly got away.
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Oooh my. It's been, what, 4 months now? Ay carumba, aren't I just slacking.
This is a very short part of Chapter 6 and I'm going to include MORE later...
Too much work in high school. Being a Freshman... Aye. e_e;