CHAPTER 11
We went back to the meditation room. "Um... Tabitha, this isn't going to be pretty, so… you may want to stand guard." Morphing is never pretty, but morphing into something that isn't pretty is worse.
"Yea, no problem. It's sort of creepy anyway," she stepped out.
Ax and I both had to resort to our usual form before going in to another morph. This meant a hawk for me, and for Ax, an Andalite. After we got into our usual bodies, Ax asked ((Why is the Ellimist showing us this?))
((I'm not sure, but I'm sure it is something.)) We started to morph into roaches. My wings started to meld into a hard shell. Antenna sprouted out, and I shrank. Then 3 more sets of legs shot out, Pop! Pop! Pop!
Finally, the instincts of the insect kicked in. Runrunrunrunrunrunrunrun!
I controlled these easily. I had used roach many, many times.
((Tabitha? We are done... Will you open the door for us? We need to find her.))
I felt air above us move. "Can you hear me?" she asked.
((Yes, but you'll have to be our eyes in the sky.)) I laughed at that. On most missions I was just that. Since I have been permanently in hawk morph, I do not have a time limit to how long I could hang in the air and do surveillance.
Tabitha must have been looking down at us. "Can you follow me?" she kindly inquired.
((Yes.)) Thundering steps walked out of the room. We followed her huge tennis shoes.
Cockroaches from a human level look fast, but from a roach's perspective there is nothing faster. Imagine yourself strapped to the bottom of a racecar, just inches off the ground, and then have that car go 100 mph. That is what it's like running in roach morph.
She walked to the desk again. "Uh, hi. I'm looking for, um," she stammered a bit and it occurred to me that she might not know if her name was he real name...
Laura, at least to me, her name is Laura.
"Laura." She gave the last name, too, but if I give you the last name, my friends and I would be dead.
"Okay, she just had twins! Oh, that's so sweet! She should be taken over to maternity room 356," the receptionist told her.
"Thank you!" Tabitha answered sweetly.
We walked down the lengthy corridors. Finally, we got to the room. Ax and I went in. She stayed out, listening in.
"Al? Oh, Al? Al Fangor?" The name my mother was calling out sounded familiar, but it was Ax who figured it out and broke his silence.
((Al Fangor? That sounds like, like Elfangor. She is talking to my brother!)) Ax exclaimed.
AN: sorry for the long in between up dates.