The Hork-Bajir pulled my head out of the sludge. The Yeerk opened my eyes,
and I could hear his mental ahh.
He kept on searching through my memories, from my most recent to my oldest. But he surprised me. When he got to my memories about the Animorphs, he didn't scream out that he knew where the Andalite bandits were.
He just said, You know about the Animorphs? But they don't give their identities to any human.
Then, Oh! But you aren't a human at all! Your...elven? Impossible! Elves aren't real, just stories parents tell their children so they'll be happy!
Wha...What are you talking about? How do you know of the Animorphs? I asked nervously. This Yeerk was defiantly not like the ones the Animorphs described.
I am Temrash four one three, of the Sulp Niar pool. I am part of the Yeerk peace movement, he said. He sounded like he was trying to calm me down.
Well good for you! Now, get. Out. Of. My. HEAD!!! I screamed. While we were having this little conversation, he was making my body walk towards a stairway different than the one I came down. They had already given me...no, him my dagger back.
I would, you know, except that I can't. If I did, then I would really hurt the cover of the peace movement. I think he was starting to get a little desperate. Like he couldn't stand me not understanding.
What peace movement? I asked. My hands started trembling. We were already out of the movie theater.
Wait a second, I thought, My hands? I'd moved my own hands! But what did that mean?
Not all Yeerks think it's perfectly fine to take involuntary hosts. Those in the peace movement don't. And I'm letting you have control of your own body to prove to you that I mean you no harm.
I suddenly stopped walking. Then I started again as I took control. I walked over to my beautiful dark-violet Yamaha motorcycle. I started it up and drove to the apartment building in which I was currently living.
I took my keys out of my pocket and unlocked my door. As I stepped into my small home I looked around everywhere to make sure no one was there. Then I walked into my bedroom.
I stepped over to a corner of my room farthest from the doorway. There was a rather small potted oak tree there. I kneeled by it and started to pray to Chislev, goddess of nature.
What are you doing? Temrash asked. It was the first time he'd actually spoken since we'd gotten out of the theater. I guess because he was of low rank he'd never had a host before, never experienced sight, and freedom of movement.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm praying for guidance!" I said aloud. "Hey, wait a second. How do I know that you're of low rank? And that you'd never experienced sight?" I asked.
I opened my memories to you, he said simply, then fell silent as I continued to pray. I think he understood what I was saying, but I wasn't speaking English. I was speaking the Common tongue from my home.
I begged the goddess for guidance in this incident. I didn't know if I should accept this, this...thing, or if I should reject it and try to find a place to stay tied up for three days.
You'd really kill me? Temrash asked quietly in my mind.
If the goddess wishes it, yes, I told him as I kept praying aloud.
After I'd stood up and glanced around again, looking for intruders, I waited for a sign. I wasn't too expectant; I don't know if the gods can hear prayers from this dimension, but I was still hopeful. I had to be. I was once a slight healer for Chislev, and I needed faith.
There was absolutely no sign that I could find.
"Damn," I muttered under my breath. Now I had now clue as too what I'm supposed to do, and no clue as to how I'm supposed to find out what to do.
"You could just keep me," Temrash said using my voice. I tried using my hand. It didn't move. He'd taken control back!
In your dreams, I told him.
"Yes, it is in my dreams to have someone accept me as a friend." He made my voice sound sad.
Friendship is earned after a period of time, not given to complete strangers. I don't know why I was being so stubborn. He had proven to me that he'd give me control of my body if I asked, and he sounded very friendly. I guess it was because he'd seen all my memories. All of them. My fleeting girlhood fantasies of love, the mischief my sister and I got into, even the short intimate relationship I'd had with my friend, Kenneth (We stayed friends afterwards, too. Thank the gods for small favors...). Everything.
But I'm no stranger. You know everything about me, just as I know everything about you. And, with a shock, I realized I did know everything about him. But that wasn't much. He was rather young, so he didn't have many memories to give me.
I thought about that for a moment, then said, Fine, I'll accept you. And maybe we can be friends in time. But not in the foreseeable future. I said that last part with venom.
"Well, that's a start," he said with disappointment. He started walking towards the door of my little apartment.
Hey, where are you taking me? I asked.
"We need to go see the Animorphs. There's something I need to talk to them about." He'd said I knew everything about him, but I didn't. He wouldn't tell me what it was he needed to talk to the Animorphs about.
And I really don't like people keeping secrets from me.
He kept on searching through my memories, from my most recent to my oldest. But he surprised me. When he got to my memories about the Animorphs, he didn't scream out that he knew where the Andalite bandits were.
He just said, You know about the Animorphs? But they don't give their identities to any human.
Then, Oh! But you aren't a human at all! Your...elven? Impossible! Elves aren't real, just stories parents tell their children so they'll be happy!
Wha...What are you talking about? How do you know of the Animorphs? I asked nervously. This Yeerk was defiantly not like the ones the Animorphs described.
I am Temrash four one three, of the Sulp Niar pool. I am part of the Yeerk peace movement, he said. He sounded like he was trying to calm me down.
Well good for you! Now, get. Out. Of. My. HEAD!!! I screamed. While we were having this little conversation, he was making my body walk towards a stairway different than the one I came down. They had already given me...no, him my dagger back.
I would, you know, except that I can't. If I did, then I would really hurt the cover of the peace movement. I think he was starting to get a little desperate. Like he couldn't stand me not understanding.
What peace movement? I asked. My hands started trembling. We were already out of the movie theater.
Wait a second, I thought, My hands? I'd moved my own hands! But what did that mean?
Not all Yeerks think it's perfectly fine to take involuntary hosts. Those in the peace movement don't. And I'm letting you have control of your own body to prove to you that I mean you no harm.
I suddenly stopped walking. Then I started again as I took control. I walked over to my beautiful dark-violet Yamaha motorcycle. I started it up and drove to the apartment building in which I was currently living.
I took my keys out of my pocket and unlocked my door. As I stepped into my small home I looked around everywhere to make sure no one was there. Then I walked into my bedroom.
I stepped over to a corner of my room farthest from the doorway. There was a rather small potted oak tree there. I kneeled by it and started to pray to Chislev, goddess of nature.
What are you doing? Temrash asked. It was the first time he'd actually spoken since we'd gotten out of the theater. I guess because he was of low rank he'd never had a host before, never experienced sight, and freedom of movement.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm praying for guidance!" I said aloud. "Hey, wait a second. How do I know that you're of low rank? And that you'd never experienced sight?" I asked.
I opened my memories to you, he said simply, then fell silent as I continued to pray. I think he understood what I was saying, but I wasn't speaking English. I was speaking the Common tongue from my home.
I begged the goddess for guidance in this incident. I didn't know if I should accept this, this...thing, or if I should reject it and try to find a place to stay tied up for three days.
You'd really kill me? Temrash asked quietly in my mind.
If the goddess wishes it, yes, I told him as I kept praying aloud.
After I'd stood up and glanced around again, looking for intruders, I waited for a sign. I wasn't too expectant; I don't know if the gods can hear prayers from this dimension, but I was still hopeful. I had to be. I was once a slight healer for Chislev, and I needed faith.
There was absolutely no sign that I could find.
"Damn," I muttered under my breath. Now I had now clue as too what I'm supposed to do, and no clue as to how I'm supposed to find out what to do.
"You could just keep me," Temrash said using my voice. I tried using my hand. It didn't move. He'd taken control back!
In your dreams, I told him.
"Yes, it is in my dreams to have someone accept me as a friend." He made my voice sound sad.
Friendship is earned after a period of time, not given to complete strangers. I don't know why I was being so stubborn. He had proven to me that he'd give me control of my body if I asked, and he sounded very friendly. I guess it was because he'd seen all my memories. All of them. My fleeting girlhood fantasies of love, the mischief my sister and I got into, even the short intimate relationship I'd had with my friend, Kenneth (We stayed friends afterwards, too. Thank the gods for small favors...). Everything.
But I'm no stranger. You know everything about me, just as I know everything about you. And, with a shock, I realized I did know everything about him. But that wasn't much. He was rather young, so he didn't have many memories to give me.
I thought about that for a moment, then said, Fine, I'll accept you. And maybe we can be friends in time. But not in the foreseeable future. I said that last part with venom.
"Well, that's a start," he said with disappointment. He started walking towards the door of my little apartment.
Hey, where are you taking me? I asked.
"We need to go see the Animorphs. There's something I need to talk to them about." He'd said I knew everything about him, but I didn't. He wouldn't tell me what it was he needed to talk to the Animorphs about.
And I really don't like people keeping secrets from me.