A/N- Whoa. So many reviews right at the start! Thanks guys!
Trivia for everyone- You know that this series uses lines from Tarzan songs as titles. Which song is this title from?
Review Responses
DH-You are the first reviewer! Hands over prize This chapter is dedicated to you then. Thanks for being so supportive! You will find out what happens to Bri in this chapter…Grins
Chessrook44-Not exactly sequel…this is the third in my series about Zak and Bri. I'm hoping this won't break my reputation. I don't really have a career, since nobody pays me to write. I just like to do it. But I hope people like it anyway!
KP-I'm so happy to be posting again. Its more interesting than just reviewing. No, they don't know the Yeerks are behind the Sharing yet, but Bri is about to find out. And yes, Bri can morph. Zak broke the law he didn't know of and gave her the morphing power. Thanks for going back and reviewing my other stories! And you put me on your favorites list? Thanks! I feel so special now. It is kind of funny that back then we barely knew each other and now you're going back and reviewing…but in a good way. And my fic made you want to listen to Tarzan music? Similar thing happened with Panthergirl. I didn't know it affected people that way. Your comments on Sam's parents- I didn't even think of bestiality when I wrote that story. Now I'm wondering if I wrote something that is perhaps immoral. Is it wrong to even think of creatures from different races falling in love? I didn't even think of that. Got something to chew on now…Anyhow, I think I've replied enough to your reviews now. Remember to update the Healing soon!
Panthergirl-Thanks for your reviewing! I hope it will turn out well…
Mersang-You'll find out about Bri in this chapter. As for the song, that's trivia! See if you can discover for yourself. Thanks for reviewing!
Astievia-Don't do what? Continue writing? Or let Bri get infested?
(Get out! Out of my head, now!) I screamed at the alien who had taken over my body. (You have no right! No right at all! Under the Constitution, all humans are allowed the right of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness! Or is that the Declaration of Independence? Anyway, I have rights! You can't do this to me!)
It was a desperate attempt. I knew that the Yeerk, Dakra-281, wouldn't care what the documents signed by our founding fathers said about my rights. In her mind, and the minds of all Yeerks, humans or any other creatures have no rights once a Yeerk has taken over their body. I was just trying to distract the alien from finding the important information I had stored inside my head. Unfortunately, I was unsuccessful.
How did I get into such a predicament? It all started when I began going to this Boy-scouts-like club called the Sharing. It seemed pretty innocent, just a crowd of people doing family activities and helping out around the town. I had brought Zak twice, but he was uncomfortable. So I kept going, by myself. I didn't understand why Zak had a problem with it. Then the official members asked me to become an official member as well, or quit the club. I decided to join officially. Which is when they infested me.
The fact that I am infested is not good for earth. You see, besides being morph-capable, I also know about the only other morpher on earth, as well as a race of aliens not known to Yeerks yet, two of which happen to be my adopted mother and sister. Oh yeah, this wasn't good for earth or the galaxy in general. And of course, it wasn't convenient for me either.
(Leave me alone! I'm not worth it!) I shouted once more. The Yeerk tried to quiet me.
(Shut up, human. We both know you are more valuable than any other host besides Visser Three's. It would be to your best interest to stay quiet.)
(My interests? You don't care anything about my interests, and we both know it. In fact, it's probably in my best interests to keep you distracted; yet another fact we both know.)
(Now I know everything you know, human. It won't do you any good to try anything.)
(Hey, I'm a person, and I have a name, so kindly don't refer to me as 'human.' )I could tell she was about to scream.
(Shut up!)
A sharp, thought-speak voice broke into our little conversation. (Well, Dakra-281, how are you enjoying your new host? Do you think you can be more useful as a human than a Hork-bajir? Or will you turn out to be a failure in any host?) The voice sneered.
I turned my head, although it was really Dakra doing it, and looked straight into the four eyes of an Andalite. I was shocked, but it couldn't show anywhere on my face, because Dakra had control of that too. An Andalite host? That was impossible! The Andalites have been fighting the Yeerks, there can't possibly be…
(Visser Three has the only Andalite host, human. Although there will soon be more.)
Aloud, and using my mouth, she said, "Yes, Visser. I can assure you, I cannot fail this time."
The Visser narrowed his...or should I say his host's... eyes. (And why should that be, Dakra-281? You have been nothing but a hindrance ever since you received a host. I doubt you are even worthy of this human youth!)
Dakra straightened, visibly angered. But she didn't allow her anger to seep into my voice. Instead, she said calmly, "This human host is especially valuable, Visser. She has heard of Andalites before. In fact, she has met them. This host," she said dramatically, "is morph capable." After pronouncing this, she waited for the room to quiet down. Then she said, "As you can see, I am indispensable."
I noticed that she didn't mention Zak. Why not? I got a glimpse of her mind and realized that she wanted him for herself. She planned on capturing him and becoming a sub-visser, or even a Visser. I shook a bit, at that, but I was sure Dakra could never catch Zak. Almost nothing can take down an Andalite.
(You never were good at telling lies, Dakra,) the Visser said. (But let us believe you, for now. If you are, as you say, morph-capable, then morph for us. If you do not, or can not, morph...) He whipped the tail-blade to my throat. He didn't say what would happen if she didn't morph, but I knew. When an Andalite has his tail at your throat, you had better cooperate or you are dead. And I could tell that the Visser was looking for an excuse for Dakra to die.
Shaking a bit, Dakra morphed. She chose my favorite morph- Andalite. When it was complete, she whipped our tail round and gazed at the Visser calmly. (Are you satisfied now, Visser?)
He scowled, and his tail quivered, but he removed it. I was too valuable to kill, I guess. He then shouted angrily,(A morph-capable human? That is not possible!)
(It is, Visser. The Andalites gave her the morphing power.)
He glared, pacing. (They would never do that. They have a law against giving technology to other creatures!)
(A young Andalite broke the law. It befriended this human and gave her the morphing power.)
The Visser regained a bit of calm. (You will demoprh. And you will tell me everything about this human. Everything.)
In front of high-ranking Controllers, Dakra reported almost everything I knew. About my mother and sister, about the Andalites landing. But she was very careful to keep Zak a secret.
When the heard of the Kelbrid, most of the Controllers looked at each other in confusion. They had no idea what Kelbrid were. Only Visser Three seemed to know.
(Ah, yes. Kelbrid. The Andalites have a miserable treaty with them, a truce. They are not allies, though. The Andalites believe they are almost as smart as them, perhaps they have the same intelligence. )
"No, Visser. The Kelbrid are far more technologically advanced than the Andalites. They would be formidable foes, but priceless as hosts. With their knowledge, we could do some real damage to the Andalites!" Fear struck a cord through my heart. Sam and mom as hosts? No! I wanted to scream, to prevent this, but I couldn't. So I screamed silently at Dakra instead.
(Shut up, human! Can't you see this is important?)
(No! I don't care about your little meeting! Just leave my family alone. Please!) I sobbed a bit, my voice on edge. Even as I said this, I knew I wouldn't convince Dakra. She was as cold-hearted as any Yeerk.
(I will have time to break you later, human. At the moment, I am busy. )
Dakra continued pouring my knowledge out before the Yeerks, while I stared, horrified, out of eyes I couldn't direct anymore. But while she was talking, I came to a conclusion. Dakra would love to break me. She would love to see me scream as I just had. I wouldn't give her the satisfaction.
You don't know how tempted to give in I was, right then. I was helpless, paralyzed, and was going to make my family the same way. Who wouldn't break down? But I realized I couldn't do that. If I broke down, I was letting Dakra win. So I would just have to be strong. Strong for my family; strong for myself.
I would not wallow in misery. What good would it do me, or Sam, or Mom, or Zak? No good. So there was no use in crying. All I could do was hope. And if I hoped, it would be a continuous irritation to Dakra. And it would be a comfort to me.
I remembered what I had yelled at the Andalites, that my sister and mom would rescue me. I had to have that confidence now. Mom and Sam would notice that I wasn't acting like myself. Zak would notice. Soon I would be free. Just keep thinking that, Bri. Soon you'll be free.
When Dakra was finished, the Visser spoke. (Send some Hork-bajir over to the Kelbrid residence and make them ours. Now!)
Then one of the human-controllers said, "Visser, that could be unwise. These Kelbrid could be formidable foes. We should have Dakra continue her cover for awhile until we are satisfied that we can take them…" He trailed off as the Andalite-controller stood over him. The tail-blade twitched, and his head went rolling.
Dakra flinched as I screamed inside. Maybe I could hold out hope I would be free, and not be bothered, but this was a different sort of terror. Someone had just died in front of me. Dakra must have been used to this though, because my body only flinched slightly.
The Visser turned, calmly, to face the other Controllers. (Does anyone else have an opinion on my decision?)
Yeah, I did. But I couldn't voice it, unfortunately.
Then the Visser paced a bit more. (On second thought, Dakra, continue your cover. These Kelbrid may be too strong for us, at first. Discover if they have any hidden weapons. Report to me in three days after feeding, and tell me what you have discovered. You are dismissed. )
I was relieved. At least, this bought mom and Sam some time. They would have three days to discover the truth about me. I had to hope that they would.
A/N-I just found out that the little thought-speak icons aren't working properly. I'll use parathesis for now.