A/N: Unless otherwise notified, all remaining chapters will be in Taylor's POV.

Chapter six

"Correct, Andalite." I attempted to push the Andalite's tail away from my neck, but of course the tail is practically pure muscle. It barely moved at all, and my disfigured host body didn't help any. "What's your name?"

>Silence for a moment. Aristh Tobian-Sirinul-Nicholae,> he said.

"Ah." Tobian? I hadn't heard many Andalite names, but it seemed more… human than Andalite. And Nicholae was the name of a human book, if I wasn't mistaken. Sirinul… That sounded more of an Andalite name. My confusion temporarily left me unguarded, and the tip of Tobian's blade scooped the Dracon from my pocket.

His tail whipped back, depositing the Dracon in his hand. He pointed it at me. >Take us down…> He stared out the front of the bug and pointed, >There.>

I complied, saying nothing of the location, a small clearing in the forest.

A minute later, the hatch opened, and Tobian led me out of the bug still at Dracon-point. The classic Andalite team of gorilla, grizzly, tiger, Andalite, and wolf was waiting for us.

For three minutes, there was silence, probably a conversation between the Andalites.

>Taylor, you are free to go.> A voice unlike Tobian's said. >But…>

"Let me guess," I said, "If I do not tell the Visser. Do you trust me that much, Andalite?"

>Perhaps,> Tobian said. >We will be watching, Taylor…>

"I surmised as much," I said. Tobian handed me the Dracon, backing away.

The Andalites were gone.

>What are we going to do now, Xanos?> Taylor asked innocently.

I exploded. >What are WE going to do now? Who's in control of your body? I am. And I have just lost the Andalite bandits!> I wasn't pissed, as the humans say, I was more worried. And I guess that feeling got through to Taylor, because she just calmly listened as I vented, (another human expression.)

>I could help?> She more asked than offered.

>No. I must do this on my own.>

I walked back into the ship, stewing in my own thoughts, returning to the same outcome with every scenario: Death.

>There's always another way, Xanos. I could help, I told you before. You could infest another, make up another name for yourself and feed.>

>And do what with— I got it. You are giving up your life?>

>If I must.>

>You would care for a Yeerk that much?>

>I am a voluntary, you know. I see what you want, more than power. You want freedom. Maybe— The peace movement. They could help us.>

>It is more than likely that the peace movement knows of us, thanks to the Andalites. They would turn us away as renegades, spies.>

>They would most likely be forgiving. We could see if they could…>

>No.>

>It may be your only chance.>

I sighed. >I guess you're right.>

Bet you weren't expecting that, huh? CANDY TO JANIKA, FOR ONLY SHE REVIEWED! (glares daggars at others) Oh, and sorry I didn't post responces for last chapter. They're below.

Janika: Uh... I don't know. Maybe AKJ can give me an idea?

e.dragon: I already have. Thank you.

Kharina: THANK YOU FOR UPDATING 'Aftran's Choice!' Lucky you, the rest are in Taylor's POV (snerk)

Cassie101: Dunno. Heh. When are you updating your fic?