Chapter Eighteen

Author's Note: Thanks to Korean Pearl and Wraithlord42. From now on, I will try to make the words more 'Andalite-ey'.

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I dashed towards the escape hatch. We had been told to do this if the ship was fired at, but we hadn't drilled it, not wanting to waste time. We had been trusted that we would be able to perform the tasks if we were struck.

An Andalite rushed at me and threw me my bag of weapons. Further ahead, Elfinorr and Placynth, already with their things, were running towards the escape hatch as well. But then...

BA-BOOOM!

Another explosion rocked the ship. Placynth was thrown off his feet. He slammed headlong into the holographic ceiling.

FZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT

An electric shock went through Placynth. He was thrown back against the floor.

I did not know whether he was merely unconscious.

Or dead.

What I did know was that Elfinorr was running back towards Placynth, and that the second explosion must have permanently damaged the ship and perhaps even destroyed a part of it.

Elfinorr and I reached Placynth, but were unable to do much. In the end, Elfinorr and tried using our tails to drag him, but yet another explosion sent us sprawling.

The ship was now spinning out of control. Onkatetrium was covering the ship. The glass-scrape material turned jet-black. It was the only other thing we had to hide us from view.

The Onkatetrium also prevented the onboard supply of oxygen from leaking out.

CRRRRR-AAAASH!

The ship hit the ground. But the Onkatetrium did not break. That would change, though, when the Yeerks attacked with their Dracon beams...

I fought to my feet. Elfinorr did the same. Placynth seemed to have woken up from the tremor, but he was too weak to do anything.

I ran over to an Andalite officer who was trotting over to us.

[Are we under attack?] I said, rather stupidly. A voice in my head answered 'Yes'.

The officer shook his head. But he looked grim. [We haven't landed anywhere near the Yeerks.]

Almost dramatically, the Onkatetrium at that moment went transparent.

We were in a desert. A very desolate place.

[Almost everyone died,] the officer said grimly. [There are just Prince Eloftiv, Captain Yarx and about a dozen warriors, including me, left.]

[Then we're in an extremely grim situation,] said a new voice. Placynth seemed to have woken up. I turned my stalks at him and saw that he was holding up a rectangular device. It was made from Onkatetrium; numbers kept flashing across the top half and there were projections of buttons on the bottom half.

[Why exactly are we in a horrific scenario? And what is that?] Elfinorr asked, a little sarcastically. He was the kind of person who would be unhelpful during a rough period.

[This is a Zone Analyzer,] Placynth explained. [It is has made an analysis of where we are. There is no life form for about a five-mile radius...]

[That's a relief, no Yeerks,] interrupted the officer.

[... And also no oxygen or water or plant life.] Placynth finished.

There was silence for a moment. Then Elfinorr yelped, [NO oxygen? No OXYGEN?!!]

He was getting hysterical.

[We must inform the captain at once,] said the officer swiftly.

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