I hope you like this chapter as much as you liked previous ones. There is a price to reading it though: You MUST review! Or, you won't get the next one! So, here goes...
As I walked towards the docking bays, I was a mess of jumbled emotions. I was proud to have been picked to serve in Visser Three's personal guard, but personnally I would rather still be cleaning the toilets in a Gedd. Actually, I'd rather be blind and deaf in the pool. Was this actually a reward or a punishment? I mean, I hadn't even been taught to fight, and here I was, going to face terrible battles, under a captain who could (and would) lop off heads left, right and center in about a millisecond. And I had been nervous going to see Sub- Visser 19?!
As I approached the gigantic Blade Ship, a huge Hork- Bajir came down to meet me.
"You're the new recruit?"
"Yes." I said. And as an afterthought added "sir."
He looked me up and down in a sort of dissapproving way, and then told me to proceed to the Visser's quarters.
When I pressed my hand against the pad to ring the bell. I would rather have been anywhere else, doing anything else, than be where I was.
(ENTER!) Visser Three bellowed.
(Does he ever NOT shout?) queried Jaolin.
(Once a year.) I replied.
I entered the Visser's quarters. "I-I a-am t-the n-new recruit, A- Aftran 942, V-Visser. I stuttered, trembling.
(Leyan 723 will tell you what to do,) he said in a voice that made it perfectly clear that I wasn't worth speaking to.
"Yes, Viss.."
(LEYAN!!!!!!!!) he yelled. (COME HERE NOW!!!!!!!!)
Another Hork- Bajir entered.
Take care of this new Yeerk. He'd forgotten my name in about two seconds
"Yes, Visser."
We hurried out of the Vissers private quarters.
"Right." Leyan said. "These are the rules. Obey them if you do not wish to be deprived of your head. 1. Do everything the Visser tells you without question or hesitation. 2. Do not enter his private quarters uninvited. 3. Do not make mistakes. 4. Do not say anything nice about Visser 1."
"Why not?" I asked. He ignored me
"5. Do not interrupt your superirors" I hung my head, the Hork- Bajir equivalent of blushing. "As to your question, Visser 3 HATES Visser 1. I don't know since when, I don't know what about her and I don't know why. OK?"
"Yes, sir."
"You don't need to call me sir. Anyone here who does not hold the rank of Sub- Visser or Visser sticks together. You will be welcomed. I just had to give you that formal rule list! I'm not your superior."
"Um, Leyan? I only just got a Hork- Bajir. How do you fight?"
He stared at me, agahst. "You mean, that the Visser is now so stupid that he'll bring in a Yeerk; for his personal guard; who hasn't even fought before?"
"I guess you can insult him behind his back, huh?"
"So long as he doesn't find out."
Suddenly, there came a cry in Visser Three's incredibly loud thought- speak. (ANDALITES!!!!!!!!!! )
He he! A cliffie! Aren't I evil! If you review, the next chapter will be up pretty soon. If you don't, it will go up about the time Vissers 1 and 3 start dating each other. And since we know that's never gonna happen, you'd better review!
