The Andalite Chronicles: In Loren's POV
A/N: I'm so sorry guys! It's been a crazy life right now for me,,,,,but I'm going to start being regular again with this,,,,sorry again for the lateness!
Chapter 10
I walked towards my "room" forcing myself not to look back at Chapman, though the temptation was terrible. Once inside, I cautiously looked out and made my way back down the hall.
I felt like one of those detectives looking for trouble, actually, but it wasn't "fun" at all--if I was right and Chapman would try and do something, there was real danger because we were billions of miles away from our home and right above a planet full of unpleasant aliens.
Why, oh why did I have to be stuck with someone who was so ornery and disagreeable? Anybody else, anybody. My mom, some Soviet Union communist guy, or even Daniel (who was also extremely annoying, but dumb). I sighed quietly.
A few feet before I entered the "main" room where the Andalites had their meeting, I saw Chapman. He looked like he was just chilling, basically. He had his legs stretched out and his elbows on the grass. Nothing suspicious at all.
Still, I decided to wait there to see if he would do anything. How long I must've waited, it was several hours, but he didn't move. I found myself starting to fall asleep.
Stay awake! You have to stay awake! But why? the other half my mind asked. Why did I have to stay awake again? Something about . . . about Chap--chap . . . don't fight it, fall asleep. You deserve it; you've been up for an entire day . . . just let it go . . .
* * *
"Awake yet, Miss Spy?"
A kick was delivered to my back. My eyes snapped open. "O-mph!" I couldn't speak! My mouth was bound! And . . . my body was too! I couldn't move my arms or legs!
I looked wildly around and saw Chapman over me, holding the phaser that Elfangor had given me!
"Oh, surprised, huh? Oh, Loren, you're so gullible. Did you really think that I'd believe you when you said you were going to your room to take a nap?"
Rage filled me. How could I have been so stupid! But more rage came and I directed it at Chapman. I writhed on the floor, struggling desperate against the ropes that bound me.
"A bit feisty, are we? While you were waiting for me to do something so that you could try to overtake me, I waited as well, but in wait for you to attack me. Never did I think that you'd actually fall asleep! And more kudos to you, I discovered this nice weapon under your shirt. May I give you my greatest thanks?"
I felt uncontrollable fury at him but more at myself. Then, as quickly as it had come, the rage and fury was replaced with fear.
What was he going to do with me?!
Chapman must have seen the anger turn to fear in my eyes because he said, "Not so macho now, eh Loren? Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to you. I'm not going to hurt you--badly." He kept putting emphasis on "I'm." What did that mean?
He reached down and removed my mouth gag. "Anything to say for yourself?"
"What the hell do you think you're doing?! What ARE you going to do?!"
"What am I going to do? I'm tired of being some aliens little pet. I'm going to see if I can make some deals with these other aliens."
"You idiot! You think they're going to make a deal with you?! They're going to kill you, that's what they're going to do!"
"Not if I give them something they want badly enough," he said, smirking.
"You have nothing that they could possibly want," I said.
He came down close to my face and almost whispering, said, "Oh yeah? How about an entire species for them to take? An entire planet full of resources?"
What? He wanted to sell out our planet?!
"What do you think about that, Loren?"
I drew my head forward and spat on his face. "There. That's what I think of you. You're a disgrace to the entire human civilization. You're lower than-- than the Nazis and the Communists!"
He wiped his face, anger contorting through it. He stood up and suddenly, without warning, kicked me hard in the stomach!
"Ow! Stop tha--"
He kicked me again, this time in the face. He kicked and kicked until all I saw was darkness.
* * *
"Wake up, sweetheart, it's time to get the show on the road."
Somebody was dragging me across the floor. "Mom? What's--"
A kick was delivered to my back. "Shut up!"
In a flash, I remembered what had happened to her. I had been knocked unconscious . . . and was still bound. The coils were burning into my skin now, they hurt terribly.
Chapman was pushing me towards a ramp that led . . . outside! Outside? Had we landed? Was Chapman really going to do it? Oh my god, I thought.
He rolled me down the ramp into a dusty environment. I squirmed to get a better look, but wished I hadn't as soon as I got a clear look. We were surrounded by those aliens that Elfangor and the other Andalites had fought earlier and those slug things.
My heart raced and I could feel the adrenaline pumping through me, even though it was useless as I was bound. Chapman picked me up and then threw me at one of the aliens with the blades all over it.
"That's what I have to trade," he said. "A planet full of . . . that."
A/N: I'm so sorry guys! It's been a crazy life right now for me,,,,,but I'm going to start being regular again with this,,,,sorry again for the lateness!
Chapter 10
I walked towards my "room" forcing myself not to look back at Chapman, though the temptation was terrible. Once inside, I cautiously looked out and made my way back down the hall.
I felt like one of those detectives looking for trouble, actually, but it wasn't "fun" at all--if I was right and Chapman would try and do something, there was real danger because we were billions of miles away from our home and right above a planet full of unpleasant aliens.
Why, oh why did I have to be stuck with someone who was so ornery and disagreeable? Anybody else, anybody. My mom, some Soviet Union communist guy, or even Daniel (who was also extremely annoying, but dumb). I sighed quietly.
A few feet before I entered the "main" room where the Andalites had their meeting, I saw Chapman. He looked like he was just chilling, basically. He had his legs stretched out and his elbows on the grass. Nothing suspicious at all.
Still, I decided to wait there to see if he would do anything. How long I must've waited, it was several hours, but he didn't move. I found myself starting to fall asleep.
Stay awake! You have to stay awake! But why? the other half my mind asked. Why did I have to stay awake again? Something about . . . about Chap--chap . . . don't fight it, fall asleep. You deserve it; you've been up for an entire day . . . just let it go . . .
* * *
"Awake yet, Miss Spy?"
A kick was delivered to my back. My eyes snapped open. "O-mph!" I couldn't speak! My mouth was bound! And . . . my body was too! I couldn't move my arms or legs!
I looked wildly around and saw Chapman over me, holding the phaser that Elfangor had given me!
"Oh, surprised, huh? Oh, Loren, you're so gullible. Did you really think that I'd believe you when you said you were going to your room to take a nap?"
Rage filled me. How could I have been so stupid! But more rage came and I directed it at Chapman. I writhed on the floor, struggling desperate against the ropes that bound me.
"A bit feisty, are we? While you were waiting for me to do something so that you could try to overtake me, I waited as well, but in wait for you to attack me. Never did I think that you'd actually fall asleep! And more kudos to you, I discovered this nice weapon under your shirt. May I give you my greatest thanks?"
I felt uncontrollable fury at him but more at myself. Then, as quickly as it had come, the rage and fury was replaced with fear.
What was he going to do with me?!
Chapman must have seen the anger turn to fear in my eyes because he said, "Not so macho now, eh Loren? Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to you. I'm not going to hurt you--badly." He kept putting emphasis on "I'm." What did that mean?
He reached down and removed my mouth gag. "Anything to say for yourself?"
"What the hell do you think you're doing?! What ARE you going to do?!"
"What am I going to do? I'm tired of being some aliens little pet. I'm going to see if I can make some deals with these other aliens."
"You idiot! You think they're going to make a deal with you?! They're going to kill you, that's what they're going to do!"
"Not if I give them something they want badly enough," he said, smirking.
"You have nothing that they could possibly want," I said.
He came down close to my face and almost whispering, said, "Oh yeah? How about an entire species for them to take? An entire planet full of resources?"
What? He wanted to sell out our planet?!
"What do you think about that, Loren?"
I drew my head forward and spat on his face. "There. That's what I think of you. You're a disgrace to the entire human civilization. You're lower than-- than the Nazis and the Communists!"
He wiped his face, anger contorting through it. He stood up and suddenly, without warning, kicked me hard in the stomach!
"Ow! Stop tha--"
He kicked me again, this time in the face. He kicked and kicked until all I saw was darkness.
* * *
"Wake up, sweetheart, it's time to get the show on the road."
Somebody was dragging me across the floor. "Mom? What's--"
A kick was delivered to my back. "Shut up!"
In a flash, I remembered what had happened to her. I had been knocked unconscious . . . and was still bound. The coils were burning into my skin now, they hurt terribly.
Chapman was pushing me towards a ramp that led . . . outside! Outside? Had we landed? Was Chapman really going to do it? Oh my god, I thought.
He rolled me down the ramp into a dusty environment. I squirmed to get a better look, but wished I hadn't as soon as I got a clear look. We were surrounded by those aliens that Elfangor and the other Andalites had fought earlier and those slug things.
My heart raced and I could feel the adrenaline pumping through me, even though it was useless as I was bound. Chapman picked me up and then threw me at one of the aliens with the blades all over it.
"That's what I have to trade," he said. "A planet full of . . . that."