Epilogue

One Year Later

The Yeerk war was over, we had joined the peace movement, and were now on trial by the Yeerk council.

Though Visser One had been imprisoned by the humans, most of the Council of Thirteen had wanted the same as he did: open war with no spies, no peace movement.

Through the end of the war, Taylor and I had helped the movement well, and they in return helped us. There were members of the movement that would help me feed without using Taylor's body, and Taylor and I helped recruit host bodies.

When I found out that 'Tobian' was a human, I was angry, yes, but it seemed clear to me that he had his reasons for not telling me while I was down, like I had had my own to find them. He needed to stay alive, like I had.

I know now that I am to be executed for sure. Lying to officers, being a member of the peace movement, failing in capturing the 'Andalite Bandits…'

I just want to say to anyone reading this, my version of an Andalite's hirac delest, that sometimes what you see is merely a shattered reflection of what is. Maybe at first I was just a petty, cruel, dishonest Yeerk, but life isn't always black and white.

A/N: Well, bet you weren't expecting that, now were you? Thank you to all my readers, Janika, Korean Pearl, and everyone else. I would like to say that maybe I'll write a companion piece to this about Taylor's journey through the Yeerk peace movement, if there is demand…

Janika: Okay, you're right, but it makes a good story to have her run like a little girl to the peace movement.

Kharina: Fine, fine... I'm guessing you're all for the companion piece, then?

Elwing: Oops... Sorry. Too late now, though, right? Hee-hee...