A/N: Thanks to all who reviewed! I really appreciate it! It still seems as
though I don't have enough characters yet, so I have created one more, as a
high-ranked Controller. Now I will allow people who have already submitted
a character to submit another one. My email address is
lilricecake@mahounoyubiwa.zzn.com Thankies! XD And once again: I NEED MORE
GUYS!!! ARRGGG! If I'm forced to, I'll change my character into a guy. So
please, if your character hasn't been introduced yet, think of changing
your character in a guy. Thanks again.
MICHELLE
"Brriiing!" the school bell finally rung.
I'm free! I thought to myself as I rushed out of the door. The wave of hurrying students seemed to carry me right out of the door. Was it Monday today? It is. Damn. That means I have to walk. I reluctantly started to walk down the street, as I looked over at the lucky Juniors and Seniors getting into their cars and drive away. It just wasn't fair! Well, in a couple months I'll be old enough to get my license.
Walking slowly down the road, I thought I heard footsteps. Yup, they were footsteps all right. I started to walk faster, and the footsteps went faster also. Someone was following me! I turned a sharp right, and kept walking, looking down at the ground. The footsteps were getting closer. Oh no! What if it was a Controller or something! I spun around, ready to go into battle. To my surprise, it was Erek!
"Whoa! Yikes. Please don't cut me in half."
"Erek? Don't do that! I thought you were a Controller!"
"Shh! Not so loud! You never know who's listening."
Okay, you guys are probably thinking, Erek? Yeah Erek. He's a Chee. The Chee are a race created to be companions for their creators. They all have personalities, and extraordinary technology. But the Howlers destroyed their creators, so now their helping us beat the Yeerks. They help us in a different way though. You see, the Chee can't exactly fight. They're programmed not to. Yes, programmed. The Chee are androids, or robots. They look kind of like metal biped dogs when their holograms aren't turned on. The Chee give us information on what the Yeerks are up to. Most of them are all members of The Sharing, an organization for Yeerks. They carry Yeerks in their heads, but because they are androids, instead of being able to look into the memory of the Chee, the Chee are able to look into the memory of the Yeerk.
"Well, you certainly don't look happy to see me," Erek said.
"Sorry," I mumbled. "For one thing, it's Monday, and I hate Mondays. Another thing is that whenever you talk to us, it's usually not good news."
Erek smiled cheerfully, and got back to business. "Get closer to me so I can put a hologram around us."
I stepped closer, and it was like stepping into a totally dark room.
"So, what's the hologram this time?"
"Uh... Two people making out."
"Do you Chee have a sense of humor?" I asked dryly.
"Anyway, here's the deal. Some human scientists are creating these biomechanical creatures they call organoids. The Yeerks found out about this. They're trying to infest some of the scientists so they can get all the inside on it."
"Okay. So why do the Yeerks want these so called 'organoids?'" I inquired.
"Think about it Michelle. Biomechanical creatures are half machine, half living organism. These creatures could possibly have super human strength. What do you think would happen if these organoids could be infested?"
The wheels in my head started to turn.
"Oh no. We have to go warn the others. Do you know when they're going to try?"
"Well, I overheard Chapman saying that they're going to send people over tomorrow night."
"Good. So we still have time to plan."
"Yeah, I guess. But it's not going to be that simple," Erek said, trailing off a little.
"What?"
"I also heard Sub-visser forty-three would be regulating everything."
My blood ran cold. Sub-visser forty-three was one of the few morph capable Controllers. I don't even know why he hasn't been promoted to a Visser yet. Anyway, the Sub-visser has acquired some of the vilest creatures in the universe. He's power-hungry, and intelligent, unlike Visser Three, the only Yeerk to take control of an Andilite. Visser Three makes many mistakes, which gives us the advantage a lot of times. But the Sub-visser is deadly. He makes few to no mistakes, and if he's there, we're usually lucky to get out of there alive. Sub-visser' forty-three's host body is a 19-year old human. When he had been younger, the host had been in a fatal car accident, and his arm had been damaged to the point it had to be cut off. But The Sharing had picked up the poor boy, and the Yeerks had fixed his arm. Well, they put a robotic arm there instead. The amazing thing is, it morphs along with the rest of the body. So even if he morphs a frog, he'll still have one metal leg.
"Su-Sub-visser forty-three?" I asked, unable to believe my ears.
"Yeah. Sub-visser forty-three," Erek confirmed.
"We're going to die."
A/N: I would stop here... But since I love you guys so much I'll write some more! Hehe. I deserve a cookie! *(munchmunch)*
SUB-VISSER FORTY-THREE
Sub-visser forty-three, Visser Three ordered.
I walked over to the hideous Andilite. Unlike most of the other Controllers, I did not cringe in fear when the Visser spoke to me. I was confident. I had never let the Visser down. And besides, he couldn't waste a morph capable body.
"Yes, Visser?"
The Andilite bandits are probably going to show up to the laboratory. I want you to make sure they don't get in!
"They're humans you incompetent fool!" I wanted to spit in his face.
But I knew better. If I told him that the infamous 'Andilite bandits' were humans, he'd crack, kill me, then take all the credit. This was my find, and I would be the only one to get credit. I laughed silently to myself. But I would wait until I had caught each and every one of the 'bandits,' and then tell them that I knew all along that they were humans, as they cower in front of me, while the Empire promotes me to Visser One!
"Of course Visser," I said, and bowed my host's body.
You said you would help me! This isn't help! Get out of my head! LEAVE ME ALONE! my host screamed in the prison of his own mind.
I laughed mercilessly at him. Human, you are in no place to make demands. The Yeerk Empire has given you a better life! You have a meaning now. You're not just some street trash you were before. Besides, you can't do anything about it. I sneered.
We were taught not to show the hosts any pity. If we showed them pity, they would use it to their advantage, maybe even leading them to join the Yeerk Peace Movement. When I find out which traitors are in the movement, I'll crush them all!
You have never let me down Sub-visser. But remember, failure is not an option, Visser Three said, and then walked away, though his stalk eyes were still on me.
I walked away from the Visser.
"You'll see Visser. I will not only stop the bandits from disturbing the infestation, I will also capture them and show you that they are not Andilites at all. I will laugh in your face and spit at you for not appreciating my intelligence!" I said silently to myself.
You'll never catch them! They'll stop your whole species and then I'll laugh as I watch you die Yeerk!
Shut up you measly human. You know that these bandits will soon be mine, just as this planet will soon be controlled by the might Yeerk Empire!
I walked out of the room, and onto the busy streets of the city. Humans shuffled by, totally ignoring me. I waited at a bus stop, and as the bus's hover engines slowed to a stop, I climbed in and wondered which morph would be appropriate for catching the bandits
A/N: So there is a bonus little section for you guys! Happy? You'd better be! And please um stop putting the characters in the review slot! I'm going to get freaking kicked off FF.net, and then I won't get to write any more chapters!! SO EMAIL!! Oh yeah, and this is the last time I'm offering for you guys to send in characters. After this chapter, NO MORE CHARACTERS GOT IT?! Good! ^.^ And the maximum characters you can send in are 2. I repeat TWO! So EMAIL your characters, and I'll add them in ASAP! Okay? Bye! Thankies! XD
MICHELLE
"Brriiing!" the school bell finally rung.
I'm free! I thought to myself as I rushed out of the door. The wave of hurrying students seemed to carry me right out of the door. Was it Monday today? It is. Damn. That means I have to walk. I reluctantly started to walk down the street, as I looked over at the lucky Juniors and Seniors getting into their cars and drive away. It just wasn't fair! Well, in a couple months I'll be old enough to get my license.
Walking slowly down the road, I thought I heard footsteps. Yup, they were footsteps all right. I started to walk faster, and the footsteps went faster also. Someone was following me! I turned a sharp right, and kept walking, looking down at the ground. The footsteps were getting closer. Oh no! What if it was a Controller or something! I spun around, ready to go into battle. To my surprise, it was Erek!
"Whoa! Yikes. Please don't cut me in half."
"Erek? Don't do that! I thought you were a Controller!"
"Shh! Not so loud! You never know who's listening."
Okay, you guys are probably thinking, Erek? Yeah Erek. He's a Chee. The Chee are a race created to be companions for their creators. They all have personalities, and extraordinary technology. But the Howlers destroyed their creators, so now their helping us beat the Yeerks. They help us in a different way though. You see, the Chee can't exactly fight. They're programmed not to. Yes, programmed. The Chee are androids, or robots. They look kind of like metal biped dogs when their holograms aren't turned on. The Chee give us information on what the Yeerks are up to. Most of them are all members of The Sharing, an organization for Yeerks. They carry Yeerks in their heads, but because they are androids, instead of being able to look into the memory of the Chee, the Chee are able to look into the memory of the Yeerk.
"Well, you certainly don't look happy to see me," Erek said.
"Sorry," I mumbled. "For one thing, it's Monday, and I hate Mondays. Another thing is that whenever you talk to us, it's usually not good news."
Erek smiled cheerfully, and got back to business. "Get closer to me so I can put a hologram around us."
I stepped closer, and it was like stepping into a totally dark room.
"So, what's the hologram this time?"
"Uh... Two people making out."
"Do you Chee have a sense of humor?" I asked dryly.
"Anyway, here's the deal. Some human scientists are creating these biomechanical creatures they call organoids. The Yeerks found out about this. They're trying to infest some of the scientists so they can get all the inside on it."
"Okay. So why do the Yeerks want these so called 'organoids?'" I inquired.
"Think about it Michelle. Biomechanical creatures are half machine, half living organism. These creatures could possibly have super human strength. What do you think would happen if these organoids could be infested?"
The wheels in my head started to turn.
"Oh no. We have to go warn the others. Do you know when they're going to try?"
"Well, I overheard Chapman saying that they're going to send people over tomorrow night."
"Good. So we still have time to plan."
"Yeah, I guess. But it's not going to be that simple," Erek said, trailing off a little.
"What?"
"I also heard Sub-visser forty-three would be regulating everything."
My blood ran cold. Sub-visser forty-three was one of the few morph capable Controllers. I don't even know why he hasn't been promoted to a Visser yet. Anyway, the Sub-visser has acquired some of the vilest creatures in the universe. He's power-hungry, and intelligent, unlike Visser Three, the only Yeerk to take control of an Andilite. Visser Three makes many mistakes, which gives us the advantage a lot of times. But the Sub-visser is deadly. He makes few to no mistakes, and if he's there, we're usually lucky to get out of there alive. Sub-visser' forty-three's host body is a 19-year old human. When he had been younger, the host had been in a fatal car accident, and his arm had been damaged to the point it had to be cut off. But The Sharing had picked up the poor boy, and the Yeerks had fixed his arm. Well, they put a robotic arm there instead. The amazing thing is, it morphs along with the rest of the body. So even if he morphs a frog, he'll still have one metal leg.
"Su-Sub-visser forty-three?" I asked, unable to believe my ears.
"Yeah. Sub-visser forty-three," Erek confirmed.
"We're going to die."
A/N: I would stop here... But since I love you guys so much I'll write some more! Hehe. I deserve a cookie! *(munchmunch)*
SUB-VISSER FORTY-THREE
Sub-visser forty-three, Visser Three ordered.
I walked over to the hideous Andilite. Unlike most of the other Controllers, I did not cringe in fear when the Visser spoke to me. I was confident. I had never let the Visser down. And besides, he couldn't waste a morph capable body.
"Yes, Visser?"
The Andilite bandits are probably going to show up to the laboratory. I want you to make sure they don't get in!
"They're humans you incompetent fool!" I wanted to spit in his face.
But I knew better. If I told him that the infamous 'Andilite bandits' were humans, he'd crack, kill me, then take all the credit. This was my find, and I would be the only one to get credit. I laughed silently to myself. But I would wait until I had caught each and every one of the 'bandits,' and then tell them that I knew all along that they were humans, as they cower in front of me, while the Empire promotes me to Visser One!
"Of course Visser," I said, and bowed my host's body.
You said you would help me! This isn't help! Get out of my head! LEAVE ME ALONE! my host screamed in the prison of his own mind.
I laughed mercilessly at him. Human, you are in no place to make demands. The Yeerk Empire has given you a better life! You have a meaning now. You're not just some street trash you were before. Besides, you can't do anything about it. I sneered.
We were taught not to show the hosts any pity. If we showed them pity, they would use it to their advantage, maybe even leading them to join the Yeerk Peace Movement. When I find out which traitors are in the movement, I'll crush them all!
You have never let me down Sub-visser. But remember, failure is not an option, Visser Three said, and then walked away, though his stalk eyes were still on me.
I walked away from the Visser.
"You'll see Visser. I will not only stop the bandits from disturbing the infestation, I will also capture them and show you that they are not Andilites at all. I will laugh in your face and spit at you for not appreciating my intelligence!" I said silently to myself.
You'll never catch them! They'll stop your whole species and then I'll laugh as I watch you die Yeerk!
Shut up you measly human. You know that these bandits will soon be mine, just as this planet will soon be controlled by the might Yeerk Empire!
I walked out of the room, and onto the busy streets of the city. Humans shuffled by, totally ignoring me. I waited at a bus stop, and as the bus's hover engines slowed to a stop, I climbed in and wondered which morph would be appropriate for catching the bandits
A/N: So there is a bonus little section for you guys! Happy? You'd better be! And please um stop putting the characters in the review slot! I'm going to get freaking kicked off FF.net, and then I won't get to write any more chapters!! SO EMAIL!! Oh yeah, and this is the last time I'm offering for you guys to send in characters. After this chapter, NO MORE CHARACTERS GOT IT?! Good! ^.^ And the maximum characters you can send in are 2. I repeat TWO! So EMAIL your characters, and I'll add them in ASAP! Okay? Bye! Thankies! XD