Author's Notes: Sorry I haven't updated in such a long time. And I don't intend to update very soon again. The only reason I'm doing this is because I read 'Ettex...' again and loved it and am continuing it.

To KP: Book 20. Dule Fansa is the purple pile driver.

STORY:

The huge green beast looked up at us. Its hungry glared at us.

Uh, Placynth? What do we do?> Elfinorr asked timidly. Very timidly.

Clueless here.> Came the reply.

I was breathing deeply. I was very, very startled.

Like I have said before, being startled makes me do rash things. But, thank the Shredders, this time I was able to control myself. I didn't even want to think about what would have happened if I had attacked it in kafit morph.

I fluttered to the ground and began to grow. Cover me!>

The Dule Fansa was very, very stunned. It leveled its four cones at me, ready to fire. Of course, we didn't know then what Dule Fansas could do, but Placynth and Elfinorr had had gut feelings. They swooped down, cawing loudly, flapping their wings hard, and basically making a racket. The Fansa roared, confused.

Let me tell you one thing: Fear is an estreen. Fear made me morph at full space normal speed. I was Andalite before I even knew it.

I charged forward.

FWAPP!!

My tail blade sliced into muscle and more. The Fansa was barely perturbed. It knocked me away with one cone.

You two demorph as well!> I yelled privately to Placynth and Elfinorr. No need to wake the Yeerks up.

Bailing!> Elfinorr yelled, and then added, By the way, Hork-Bajir behind you!!

I turned my stalks back and saw the seven-feet tall monstrosities. Oh, pholmgs. I attacked the closest one and reduced the number from seven to six. Not that it the level of difficulty decreased, if you took in the fact that a Dule Fansa was right in front me. I pulled out my SD, and used Double Fire to shoot front and back. One beam burned a hole into a Dule Fansa arm, while three Hork-Bajir behind me dropped.

Then, twelve Shredder beams shot out from behind a tree, stunning the Hork-Bajir. Elfinorr stepped out from behind the tree.

The Dule Fansa roared again. More Yeerks were prone to come. I did the only logical thing: Grabbed the Dule Fansa to silence it.

Rephrasing: I acquired it to shut the gollestre up and then killed it with a tail swipe.

Placynth's voice blared in my head. Reinforcements coming!>

What are they!!?> I yelled in panic.

Blue blurs... Garatrons!>

Before I could figure out what he had said, we were attacked.

Seven blue speeding comets shot around us, creating a fierce gale.

FWAPP!

It had been my fastest tail swipe. And a miss.

Elfinorr had his MOS out. Target: Gara — >He didn't get to finish. One of the Garatrons walloped him with his tail. Elfinorr was knocked out instantly.

A second blow sent me reeling. I struck back, but hit air. I was struck again, and again, and again. After a while I didn't even bother to counterstrike.

TSEEEWW!

A red shredder beam had flown over me, sort of dividing the small clearing in half. Three speeding Garatrons walked through the Shredder beam, their upper bodies getting separated from the lower parts. The seven blurs became four. I ran with my hooves going over my head.

It was the fastest sprint not run by a Garatron in all of history.

All four Garatrons went after the one who had cut down their three comrades. I seriously doubted that Placynth could survive.

I had to morph a native predator. And I had just the right morph.

I focused on the huge hulk of muscles and cones called the Dule Fansa. My muscles bulged. My two back legs grew stronger. I could walk upright. My two front legs became Dule Fansa arms; the hooves became red and turned into cones. After some more time, I was done.

I turned around and saw a shocking sight.

Sub-Visser Sixteen, the one with the Garatron host, was directing a group of humans to pick the fallen body of Elfinorr. Placynth was already being carried away by a Hork-Bajir.

Only one thing to do. Attack.

The Dule Fansa knew that word. Attack. That word stirred up something familiar in its mind.

I leveled one cone and the Sub-Visser and fired it.

WHAMP!! The Garatron was impaled right through the head. The human-Controllers looked up, thunderstruck. It was then that I decided to try out my vocal cords.

HAAAAROOOOORREEEOOOOOORRR!!!

The humans, carrying Elfinorr, ran.

I ran after them, but let me tell you one thing: Fansas are not fast things. I entered the Yeerk base two minutes after the Controllers did. I had Yeerk ground vessels shooting towards me before I knew it.

Yeerk ground vessels are the same shape as Blade ships, only smaller. There was no way my cones would impale the ramonite. Not that I would know what would happen to the ramonite if I fired; the vessels probable had shields that would vaporize my cones if I fired.

Just when I had given up all hope, a Dracon cannon beam blasted into the side of the closest vessel. The vessel stopped hovering and fell down onto the ground.

TSEEWW! TSEEWW!

Two more beams destroyed two more vessels. I demorphed and ran flat-out, out of the Yeerks' base. Garatrons blurred around me, but ignored. That really piqued me. Why would Controllers not attack an Andalite?

I cut down a Hork-Bajir and shot past. Two Garatrons suddenly appeared next to me.

Comeon!> One said. Weshalltakeyoutoourleadernow, Andalite. Followus! WearenotYeerks.>

I galloped alongside the two of them. Dracon fire echoed all around us as rebel Garatrons cut down Yeerks forces. A Hork-Bajir swung through the trees and made to dive at us, but one of my escorts fried him with a Dracon beam.

Bug Fighters whizzed over, firing Dracon beams, creating a forest fire. Human helicopters fired agonizing bullets that ripped through the trees. The helicopters were able to avoid rebel counterfire because of their unique mobility. They were probably even equipped with shields.

There were also messily-blue-painted Bug Fighters, probably the rebel Garatrons'. They counterattacked the Yeerks Fighters.

My ushers rushed me to a clearing where a blue Bug Fighter was parked. I was rudely shoved inside. One of the two began to work at the console. The Bug Fighter lifted off.

Where I was going, I didn't know. But I knew that it was safe.

But that didn't stop my heart aching at the thought of my friends.