DH: Sorry. I just had really bad writers block , so I kinda had to squeeze that last chapter out.
Chap20 -
So tell me again , why are we here , and why do we have to knock out five Hork-Bajir? Jake asked , sounded irritated. In the old drug store district , in the middle of the night I might add?
' Here' was a boating dock on the outskirts of town. Just old , dingy , oil stained docks. They looked like they'd been around a few hundred years and rebuilt.
There was a good reason Jake was nervous , though. This really wasn't a nice part of town. One only had to look around at the graffiti to tell.
We were perched on the roof of an old , abandoned , café in bird morph. Yes , we were in bird morph. Owl morph. It was very distracting.
I guess owls don't get along very well with other owls. I guess it's like Tobias says with hawks : they like to have their territory to themselves. And it may have been another reason that Jake seemed aggravated. I think with our owl instincts , we were just all annoyed to have each other around at the moment.
We need to be here , because sometimes the Yeerks come to these piers to collect water. I said , patiently.
THIS polluted dump?! Rachel said , incredulous. I was relieved. It had been a while since she had spoken.
They can get water wherever they want. Matt said. With their technology , it's not much of a trick to purify it.
And we need Hork-Bajir , so that my people can aquire them. I added. We never got Hork-Bajir morphs , remember?
I would almost like this place. Madison said dreamily.
WHAT? Cassie said in disbelief.
Oh , not the pollution and all. Madison continued , conversationally. But if you look at the shops bunched together , and the actual district itself , it reminds me of a little abandoned town in an RPG I played once.
Wait a second. Marco said. You mean Mendelites back on your home world are playing our RPG's?!
Well , no actually. It was one of our RPG's , except we don't call them that. Translated it would be something like ' Virtual Simulation Role Play ' , but we could probably get our hands on your games if we wanted.
You could. Lavender said cheerfully. I have a friend on the home world that collects them.
Mendelites and humans are interested in many strange things. Aximili commented. what is a 'role play'?
They're here! M.C. cried , and the conversation ended without Aximili getting the answer to his question.
The air in front of the pier shimmered , and what looked like a small Yeerk transport ship was revealed.
They must know this is a disserted place , to be showing themselves. Matt said , surprised.
Yeah , that's why they picked this spot. M.C. agreed.
Okay , we have to move fast guys. Jake said. We'll land behind that wall of boxes and crates and morph to something more formidable.
We'll be tough enough in our own form. M.C. said. Sabs? Maybe we should go first and let them cover us.
True....then it's done. I agreed.
We landed in the shadows and began to demorph. I decided to cause the diversion.
I walked out calmly from behind the crates , grinning innocently. The first probe was being out into the water as I walked. But I wasn't planning to politely knock on the door.
I concentrated on the glowing energy ball forming in my hand. I hurled it at the side of the ship knocking it side ways.
Whump!
I heard bodies falling over , and allot of cursing in Galard. The door shot open. Fools. Just what I wanted.
A Hork-Bajir leaped out , with a dracon beam.
" Hi!" I waved idiotically. " So , how are things up in orbit? Not so good? Yeah well that's how it goes when your boss is a tyrant , I guess."
He hesitated. I don't think he knew whether to yell , Mendelite , human , or Andalite at this point.
He recovered quickly and scowled , like only a Hork-Bajir can. " Die!"
But before he'd even fired his blast at me , I 'd fired energy back , and knocked him into the wall. He slouched and stayed that way. The others were not hard to take out. We aquired them. And of course , Taxxon pilots aren't great fighters.
The plan was simple. Simple and dangerous. We were to become Visser Three's personal guard.
( Short I know. But the next chapter will be allot , longer as it is the last one. I feel it is time to wrap up this story. I'm losing interest , and you probably are too by now , and if I keep going I'll kill it. But if you really liked this story , don't be upset , the sequel is already done , and I'll tell you what it is in the next update. Ja ne!I'll try to get the new chap by friday or saturday.^^))
Chap20 -
So tell me again , why are we here , and why do we have to knock out five Hork-Bajir? Jake asked , sounded irritated. In the old drug store district , in the middle of the night I might add?
' Here' was a boating dock on the outskirts of town. Just old , dingy , oil stained docks. They looked like they'd been around a few hundred years and rebuilt.
There was a good reason Jake was nervous , though. This really wasn't a nice part of town. One only had to look around at the graffiti to tell.
We were perched on the roof of an old , abandoned , café in bird morph. Yes , we were in bird morph. Owl morph. It was very distracting.
I guess owls don't get along very well with other owls. I guess it's like Tobias says with hawks : they like to have their territory to themselves. And it may have been another reason that Jake seemed aggravated. I think with our owl instincts , we were just all annoyed to have each other around at the moment.
We need to be here , because sometimes the Yeerks come to these piers to collect water. I said , patiently.
THIS polluted dump?! Rachel said , incredulous. I was relieved. It had been a while since she had spoken.
They can get water wherever they want. Matt said. With their technology , it's not much of a trick to purify it.
And we need Hork-Bajir , so that my people can aquire them. I added. We never got Hork-Bajir morphs , remember?
I would almost like this place. Madison said dreamily.
WHAT? Cassie said in disbelief.
Oh , not the pollution and all. Madison continued , conversationally. But if you look at the shops bunched together , and the actual district itself , it reminds me of a little abandoned town in an RPG I played once.
Wait a second. Marco said. You mean Mendelites back on your home world are playing our RPG's?!
Well , no actually. It was one of our RPG's , except we don't call them that. Translated it would be something like ' Virtual Simulation Role Play ' , but we could probably get our hands on your games if we wanted.
You could. Lavender said cheerfully. I have a friend on the home world that collects them.
Mendelites and humans are interested in many strange things. Aximili commented. what is a 'role play'?
They're here! M.C. cried , and the conversation ended without Aximili getting the answer to his question.
The air in front of the pier shimmered , and what looked like a small Yeerk transport ship was revealed.
They must know this is a disserted place , to be showing themselves. Matt said , surprised.
Yeah , that's why they picked this spot. M.C. agreed.
Okay , we have to move fast guys. Jake said. We'll land behind that wall of boxes and crates and morph to something more formidable.
We'll be tough enough in our own form. M.C. said. Sabs? Maybe we should go first and let them cover us.
True....then it's done. I agreed.
We landed in the shadows and began to demorph. I decided to cause the diversion.
I walked out calmly from behind the crates , grinning innocently. The first probe was being out into the water as I walked. But I wasn't planning to politely knock on the door.
I concentrated on the glowing energy ball forming in my hand. I hurled it at the side of the ship knocking it side ways.
Whump!
I heard bodies falling over , and allot of cursing in Galard. The door shot open. Fools. Just what I wanted.
A Hork-Bajir leaped out , with a dracon beam.
" Hi!" I waved idiotically. " So , how are things up in orbit? Not so good? Yeah well that's how it goes when your boss is a tyrant , I guess."
He hesitated. I don't think he knew whether to yell , Mendelite , human , or Andalite at this point.
He recovered quickly and scowled , like only a Hork-Bajir can. " Die!"
But before he'd even fired his blast at me , I 'd fired energy back , and knocked him into the wall. He slouched and stayed that way. The others were not hard to take out. We aquired them. And of course , Taxxon pilots aren't great fighters.
The plan was simple. Simple and dangerous. We were to become Visser Three's personal guard.
( Short I know. But the next chapter will be allot , longer as it is the last one. I feel it is time to wrap up this story. I'm losing interest , and you probably are too by now , and if I keep going I'll kill it. But if you really liked this story , don't be upset , the sequel is already done , and I'll tell you what it is in the next update. Ja ne!I'll try to get the new chap by friday or saturday.^^))
