"All right. For the moment let's say I can see where you're coming from,"
Jake commented like it was all a hypothetical scenario in a debate. "But if
we were to let you go, how are we supposed to know you're not gonna go
running back to Visser 1 to tell him all you know?"
Your turn, Katie told me. I took control of her again.
"You can't," I told them. "There's no way for you to be sure. All I can give is my word."
Marco snorted. "Who's gonna trust the word of a Yeerk?"
"I am," Cassie said.
"Surprise, surprise," Marco muttered.
"Marco." Rachel growled warningly.
I held up Katie's hands. "Um, look guys. I'm not trying to start a civil war or anything. Okay?"
"She's right," Jake said. "We need to stop with the bickering," here he looked meaningfully at Rachel and Marco, "And get back to the main issue. Which is: What are we going to do with the Yeerk?"
Marco said, "It's my opinion that there is only one option. I don't think I need to tell anyone what it is."
I agree with Marco, Ax said.
"Opinions have been noted and filed," Jake responded. "Are there any other suggestions?"
No one said anything for a while. "Why don't we ask Katie what she thinks we should do?" Cassie suggested.
Jake nodded and looked at me. I said nothing for a moment. I looked at them sadly. "This is Illarim, not Katie. I think we should do as Marco and the Andalite have suggested. They're right; the view they have presented is the only plausible option..."
I had to stop then. The gravity of what I was saying, combined with Katie's shouted protests caused me to feel sick, something like the human equivalent of extreme nausea. Having never experienced the fugue, I did not know if my symptoms could have been from starvation. The others were waiting for me to talk, though, so I forced myself to continue.
"It has been nice while it lasted, and I have done things and experienced things I never even knew enough to dream about. But your cause in this situation is the just one. You must... You must allow me to die and continue your fight against us."
NOO! Katie cried. Are you insane?! There's got to be *something* else we can do, there's got to be a better way, I'm not going to let you do this after all that has happened!
I can't think of anything else, I told her. Katie, you can't possibly understand all you have done for me and how much this time has meant to me. But it can't last. Even if I were silent, the danger would still be too great.
Another wave of nausea swept over me. My world was reeling in dizziness and hunger. I realized then that in at best an hour or so, it would not matter one way or another what was decided regarding my fate.
[A/N: Hi guys!! So sorry it's taken me this long to update... Life catches up with one on occasion. And unfortunately, the next chapter(s) may be even longer in coming... See, I decided to totally rewrite the ending, because I was unsatisfied with the old version. To make matters worse, my muse seems to be on vacation... I'll try my hardest to track her down so that I can finish this fic once and for all!!]
Your turn, Katie told me. I took control of her again.
"You can't," I told them. "There's no way for you to be sure. All I can give is my word."
Marco snorted. "Who's gonna trust the word of a Yeerk?"
"I am," Cassie said.
"Surprise, surprise," Marco muttered.
"Marco." Rachel growled warningly.
I held up Katie's hands. "Um, look guys. I'm not trying to start a civil war or anything. Okay?"
"She's right," Jake said. "We need to stop with the bickering," here he looked meaningfully at Rachel and Marco, "And get back to the main issue. Which is: What are we going to do with the Yeerk?"
Marco said, "It's my opinion that there is only one option. I don't think I need to tell anyone what it is."
I agree with Marco, Ax said.
"Opinions have been noted and filed," Jake responded. "Are there any other suggestions?"
No one said anything for a while. "Why don't we ask Katie what she thinks we should do?" Cassie suggested.
Jake nodded and looked at me. I said nothing for a moment. I looked at them sadly. "This is Illarim, not Katie. I think we should do as Marco and the Andalite have suggested. They're right; the view they have presented is the only plausible option..."
I had to stop then. The gravity of what I was saying, combined with Katie's shouted protests caused me to feel sick, something like the human equivalent of extreme nausea. Having never experienced the fugue, I did not know if my symptoms could have been from starvation. The others were waiting for me to talk, though, so I forced myself to continue.
"It has been nice while it lasted, and I have done things and experienced things I never even knew enough to dream about. But your cause in this situation is the just one. You must... You must allow me to die and continue your fight against us."
NOO! Katie cried. Are you insane?! There's got to be *something* else we can do, there's got to be a better way, I'm not going to let you do this after all that has happened!
I can't think of anything else, I told her. Katie, you can't possibly understand all you have done for me and how much this time has meant to me. But it can't last. Even if I were silent, the danger would still be too great.
Another wave of nausea swept over me. My world was reeling in dizziness and hunger. I realized then that in at best an hour or so, it would not matter one way or another what was decided regarding my fate.
[A/N: Hi guys!! So sorry it's taken me this long to update... Life catches up with one on occasion. And unfortunately, the next chapter(s) may be even longer in coming... See, I decided to totally rewrite the ending, because I was unsatisfied with the old version. To make matters worse, my muse seems to be on vacation... I'll try my hardest to track her down so that I can finish this fic once and for all!!]