A/N: I reuploaded this chapter with a review responce, since I'm not done with the next chapter.
Chapter two –Taylor
I walked out into the light from the darkness of the theater. The people seemed kind enough, but none of them had seen the movie.
They were controllers.
"Taylor."
"Who is it?"
"Sorry, but it's been so long..." I looked behind me and saw...
Visser Three.
"Visser, what are you doing?" I said. I put my hand on my hip like I was surprised, but I was really reaching for my Dracon beam.
"It wouldn't be smart to do that, Taylor. Tsk, Tsk." The Visser said. "It isn't anything but business that brought me here. I want to make a deal with you, former sub-Visser. You get me the Andalites, and you are a Visser. Don't..."
"What makes you think I'm going to do that?"
"It's the only thing giving you Kandrona. Think about it." He walked off.
I rolled my eyes and left the mall.
No car. Not that that mattered; my license had been melted in the explosion. Not much money. Not too important, there was always the possibility that I could take another host and therefore receive money. No Kandrona. That was important.
I was within two days of needing Kandrona, either that or the suicidal "instant maple and ginger oatmeal" solution.
{You're not that desperate, are you?} My host teased. Though she wasn't doing it to annoy me; she was voluntary; it stung.
{Of course not, you idiot.}
I walked along the side of the road to my trailer.
Ah, the trailer park. A place where humans who can't afford houses of their own live. Filthy place.
I grabbed the spare key from the planting pot, and stepped inside.
Not much had changed. There was food, there was a phone, there was my computer. No human thieves or 'burglars,' using the human term.
I logged onto the Internet to check Taylor's e-mail.
"Junk... Spam... Junk... Junk..." I said, deleting items. Nothing.
I logged off, and headed to the local seven-eleven.
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Okay, Here's my review responces... Yeah. gives cookies to all reviewers
Wraithlord42: Yeah, I think this story is interesting, too. I've always liked Taylor's character. Thanks for the tip.
Korean Pearl: Technically speaking, he didn't. She got caught in the natural gas explosion. It could, technically, be possible she survived. but she would be very deformed.
Kharina: I'm glad you like this story. It's one of the best storys I have written. (it's gotten the most reviews, too.)
Taylor: Yeah, yer a host.
