Tom's Yeerk

"Pass the salt," I used my pitiful human controller's lips to ask the human Jake.

Jake practically threw the salt at me. I used my human controller's basketball skills to catch it before it rebounded off my head.

"Nice try, midget," I said. "But I was always better than you at basketball."

He glared at me and returned to his dinner.

I stared at him. For weeks now, I have contemplated over him and his behaviour. I had become more suspicious and wary towards him. How is it that a red tailed hawk can fly in and out of his hospital window without that little twerp saying anything? How is it that when that same little twerp has problems, suddenly those annoying Andalite Bandits go on hiatus as the humans would say. A bear, a hawk, a gorilla and a wolf show up at a beach party hosted by the Yeerks, the same party my fellow Yeerks have sworn Jake was at. But there was no sign of him among the running people when the tiger shows up. My brother the junkie, the Andalite bandit.

Yeah right, Tom sneered.

I had been careless; I had opened my mind to him, allowing him to see my thoughts, to hear my thoughts.

You are sceptical only to yourself, I mocked. Your mind tells me different. You believe he is capable of what I claim. The leader of the so called Andalite Bandits.

He remained silent and I was allowed to study Jake closer and to my surprise I wasn't the only one studying. Jake was peering strangely close to my forehead. This wasn't the first time this has happened.

He caught me looking at him and quickly engaged his mum in a conversation.

For months I have wanted proof to share with the Visser that your brother is one of them, I said to Tom. And now I have my proof.

I could feel my host's mind bubble with rage. He hated me and this only amused me more.

How can you be so sure? He raged. Do you have photographs? You tried to sneak into his room to find proof and what did you find? Nothing. Just him trying to smoke weed.

How can I be sure? I asked. Are you blind? You pathetic excuse of a creature. Too many coincidences! Ha! I don't believe in coincidences. Visser Three is going to be very pleased with me…

The End…