Chapter Twenty-Two
Author's Note: Didja like the last chapter? This one's better!
I stared as Councilor Eleven's men dragged six Andalites in —
Wait. Six? SIX Andalites?
Then maybe of them were not caught! Or maybe they are already dead...
Either way, I had to do this.
Even if it meant dying.
In flash, I had ripped of the waistband still attached to Yarx's body. I drew the MSD-100.
Tsew!
Councilor Eleven twisted just in time. But I didn't miss. The beam went through his eye and a temple. Blood poured from the critical injury.
Two others rushed forward and began to usher him quickly away.
The rest converged on me.
[AAH!]
TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!!
The Hork-Bajir around me collapsed.
TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!!
More fell.
I looked up and saw a blue blur dashing at me. I could just make out the weapon in his hand: an MOS-4.
Elfinorr!
TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!!
I got to my feet, pulling on my waistband, and ran full out, aiming past Elfinorr.
When I reached him, Elfinorr turned around. I pulled out my SD to keep a steady flow of fire behind.
Two Hork-Bajir leaping in front of us!
Fwapp! Fwapp!
Elfinorr took them down.
He had seemed cowardly aboard the Red Shredder, when he was near hysteria. He was surely not as much of a galafec (Author's Note: Timid animal on the Andalite world) as he seemed.
Elfinorr kept his MOS out, and also drew the RR. I then knew that things were really going to heat up.
TSEEEEEEWWWWW!! TSEEEEEEWWWWW!! TSEEEEEEWWWWW!!
BUH-BOOOM! BUH-BOOOM! BUH-BOOOM!
Trees and Hork-Bajir fell.
[They're still behind us!] I yelled.
[Then it's time for the backup plan!] He replied, running still faster.
We raced along, dashing around trees, leaping over the sloping ground... I didn't know whether I would be able to last much longer...
Then...
TSEEEEWWWW!!! TSEEEEWWWW!!!
I blinked my stalk eyes, then looked.
There weren't any Yeerks chasing us anymore. Those that were there were either unconscious or retreating.
Placynth emerged from behind a tree, holding Elfinorr's EMS-X.
I then figured out what had happened. Elfinorr and Placynth must have dug two of the Metal Projectiles from inside the EMS-X, and then Placynth had detonated them when Elfinorr and I led the Yeerks to the trap.
[Well, now what are we supposed to do?] I asked.
[Go after Councilor Eleven?] Elfinorr suggested.
[How?] Placynth asked.
I indicated the unconscious Controllers with my tail. [Acquire them and sneak in.]
[No Taxxons, please.] Elfinorr said.
The three of us trudged through the base, sticking close together. We had morphed three different Hork-Bajir, taken their Dracon beams and uniforms, and hid our equipment under the rough clothing.
Placynth was regularly glancing inside in uniform. That was because he had managed to analyze Councilor Eleven's DNA and was now searching for him using his DNA Detector. We had let him acquire a Hork-Bajir larger than Elfinorr's or my morph, since he would be leading the way.
Placynth had found where Councilor Eleven was: in a storeroom. As he led us to it, I could see that there were two guards stationed at the entrance.
[What are we supposed to do?] Elfinorr, in private thought-speak.
[I suggest this,] Placynth started. [Elfinorr, I think you should create a diversion. Just go around killing Yeerks while Ettex goes after Councilor Eleven. I'll contact you when Ettex is done. Then you steal a Bug Fighter and pick us up.]
[How are you going to know when I'm done?] I asked.
[Use the keypad on your MSD to type out a message, and, here, I'll show you...]
Placynth showed me how to send messages through the MSD.
And so the chaos began.
Author's Note: Didja like the last chapter? This one's better!
I stared as Councilor Eleven's men dragged six Andalites in —
Wait. Six? SIX Andalites?
Then maybe of them were not caught! Or maybe they are already dead...
Either way, I had to do this.
Even if it meant dying.
In flash, I had ripped of the waistband still attached to Yarx's body. I drew the MSD-100.
Tsew!
Councilor Eleven twisted just in time. But I didn't miss. The beam went through his eye and a temple. Blood poured from the critical injury.
Two others rushed forward and began to usher him quickly away.
The rest converged on me.
[AAH!]
TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!!
The Hork-Bajir around me collapsed.
TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!!
More fell.
I looked up and saw a blue blur dashing at me. I could just make out the weapon in his hand: an MOS-4.
Elfinorr!
TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!! TSEEWW!!
I got to my feet, pulling on my waistband, and ran full out, aiming past Elfinorr.
When I reached him, Elfinorr turned around. I pulled out my SD to keep a steady flow of fire behind.
Two Hork-Bajir leaping in front of us!
Fwapp! Fwapp!
Elfinorr took them down.
He had seemed cowardly aboard the Red Shredder, when he was near hysteria. He was surely not as much of a galafec (Author's Note: Timid animal on the Andalite world) as he seemed.
Elfinorr kept his MOS out, and also drew the RR. I then knew that things were really going to heat up.
TSEEEEEEWWWWW!! TSEEEEEEWWWWW!! TSEEEEEEWWWWW!!
BUH-BOOOM! BUH-BOOOM! BUH-BOOOM!
Trees and Hork-Bajir fell.
[They're still behind us!] I yelled.
[Then it's time for the backup plan!] He replied, running still faster.
We raced along, dashing around trees, leaping over the sloping ground... I didn't know whether I would be able to last much longer...
Then...
TSEEEEWWWW!!! TSEEEEWWWW!!!
I blinked my stalk eyes, then looked.
There weren't any Yeerks chasing us anymore. Those that were there were either unconscious or retreating.
Placynth emerged from behind a tree, holding Elfinorr's EMS-X.
I then figured out what had happened. Elfinorr and Placynth must have dug two of the Metal Projectiles from inside the EMS-X, and then Placynth had detonated them when Elfinorr and I led the Yeerks to the trap.
[Well, now what are we supposed to do?] I asked.
[Go after Councilor Eleven?] Elfinorr suggested.
[How?] Placynth asked.
I indicated the unconscious Controllers with my tail. [Acquire them and sneak in.]
[No Taxxons, please.] Elfinorr said.
The three of us trudged through the base, sticking close together. We had morphed three different Hork-Bajir, taken their Dracon beams and uniforms, and hid our equipment under the rough clothing.
Placynth was regularly glancing inside in uniform. That was because he had managed to analyze Councilor Eleven's DNA and was now searching for him using his DNA Detector. We had let him acquire a Hork-Bajir larger than Elfinorr's or my morph, since he would be leading the way.
Placynth had found where Councilor Eleven was: in a storeroom. As he led us to it, I could see that there were two guards stationed at the entrance.
[What are we supposed to do?] Elfinorr, in private thought-speak.
[I suggest this,] Placynth started. [Elfinorr, I think you should create a diversion. Just go around killing Yeerks while Ettex goes after Councilor Eleven. I'll contact you when Ettex is done. Then you steal a Bug Fighter and pick us up.]
[How are you going to know when I'm done?] I asked.
[Use the keypad on your MSD to type out a message, and, here, I'll show you...]
Placynth showed me how to send messages through the MSD.
And so the chaos began.