DISCLAIMER: Hmm forgetting to put these here...oh dear. I'll end up like Mersang...Uh, anyways, I didn't write Animorphs, this story is in no way written by K.A. Applegate. She wrote Mertie, Gafinalan, the Animorphs, and Gonrod the Cowardly Andalite. Kaetila is mine though...
Okay, I am going to go ahead and just go 'local' and just do the 'Review corner' type thing.
Toby- Hoo...sorry... seriously though. I understand what you're saying. I just used spanish, cuz, well, see, my dad is from south america (Uruguay, to be precise) and he's always all like ' Our ancestors are from Spain' so I just normally think 'spanish' and I guess that's not fair, considering Marco is after all like, something kinda different and it's not nice to group all, I guess the word would be, 'hispanic' peoples in the same group. But I don't usually like to use 'hispanic' 'cause it seems like kind of a nonword to me, or like something white people use because they can't tell the difference between Mexican and Brazilian, so they like to just throw it all in the same group.
Breathes.
Sorry. Got a little carried away. But ya, sorry. Just tell me what you'd like me to use, for future reference...
Mersang- I'm sick?! Picture?! WHAT'S GOING ON?! I am so CONFUSED!!!
Okay, relax, relax, breathe Birdie, breathe!
Tartan- Thank you! You're so nice! Oh, and you're right about like, being hypocritical and all. I promise I will fulfill my evil fanfic mission! MWAHAHAHAHAAAA!
Korean Pearl- PHEW! Babe, I don't know how you do this little 'review corner' thingy all the time! I mean, it's exhausting! How do you cope?! And don't worry about your little review obssession. We're all a little obssessed with something.
(Looks over her shoulder at the cage full of male Andalites, including Mertil, Alloran, Ax, and even poor Gafinalan. Yells. "Feelin' comfy guys?" Birdie num num, please! Let me go home! Alloran says. "Yyyyyyyye- NO!" Birdie says and smiles. Well, can I have some Dr. Pepper? Elfangor, wearing a little halo and pair of wings calls from the back. "Okay baby! Just a minute!" I want my cinnamon bun! Ax. "Alright alright! Hold on!" Sigh!)
Never collect male andalites, they are such a liability...
Daisy will indeed take an interest in Henry, but you'll have to wait and see about his feelings! I forgot Gonrod's rank. Kaetila was promised promotion to Princess. (whoo! Too many p's in that sentence!) Sex drives are indeed very strong. You will indeed continue to do so when you are 80. (Not sex, I mean reviewing! Oh dear, that sounded so wrong!!! Sorry!!!) Gaffy doesn't want to be human because he is indeed proud, and possibly stupid. Visser Three is indeed a sadistic freak. And thank you for your compliment on Kaetila. I'm very proud of her. As a character-not a person- she has a lot of self-esteem issues, and she will indeed half to come to grips with those later IN THE STORY! (Runs out of breath.)
Which we reeeeaaally have to get on with! So, sorry for making you guys wait! And here we go!
I was standing, nervously, on the infestation pier.
My mind whirled.
Could this really be happening?! How did it end up like this?!
Rewind. I thought. Oh please, rewind.
I thought back, as the Hork-Bajir in front of me sorrowfully let out one last bellow before his head was pushed to the sludge.
What was most terrifying was when his feet stopped kicking.
I felt like vomiting up the grass I had miserably eaten that morning in my little Ramonite prison. No conceivable way was this happening!
I thought back to only a few hours before.
They had all been alive. I had been joking with Zalismaine, ignoring Gonrod, and flirting with Ylairn.
And now...
my hearts ached with uncontrollable grief suddenly.
They were all dead...gone.
My little arisths would never grow up and live their lives. Their mothers would find out from the military that the children they had tried to raise, the children they had loved and cared for, were dead. Murdered.
I would never know what Ylairn and I could have been.
I would never joke again with Zalismaine, my adopted father of sorts.
I would never hear another stupid sexist comment from poor old Gonrod...
They were all truly gone...
Forever.
And here I was, alone... so very, very alone...
But I wouldn't be for much longer...
Suddenly my mind slowed down. There was no reason to fight. Everyone dead. I was all that was left.
It was truly over. This was really the end of my life as I had known it.
I wanted to use my blade to end it. But it was still gone, thanks to the Visser, and I would surely be dead if I attempted any morphing...
Realizing this, I looked up at my surroundings as though really seeing them for the first time. As though waking from a dream. Surfacing from a pool of murky water and wiping my eyes of slime.
And I saw reality and I felt weak. Absolutely no point. No point at all in fighting.
The Hork Bajir now stood. He turned and pushed me out of his way, walking back down the pier; probably off to his Yeerkly duties.
The Hork Bajir holding my arms and tail shoved me forward.
I wanted to scream in thoughtspeak, but I felt that since there was no point in fighting, there was just no point in even screaming anymore...
What would that do? Nothing. I was going to be a slave in my own head whether I fought or not.
They roughly pushed my head under.
Please don't be cruel. I couldn't help thinking.
I felt something slimy touch my ear.
Ugh ugh ugh! I shuddered.
It was cold! It pushed it's way into my ear.
Ow! It felt like someone had pushed a high pressure drill into my ear! Soon the pain subsided though as the creature sent its natural pain deadening fluid in my ear.
I felt myself slowly going numb. I couldn't feel my own body! I couldn't move an inch! Panic began to overwhelm me. I felt the urge to fight suddenly. To flee.
But it was too late for that now...
I felt like...
SOMEONE WAS IN MY HEAD!
AAAAAHHHH! I screamed involuntarily.AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! I couldn't help it! Anyone would scream if they found somebody in their head!
Shut UP! The Yeerk snapped. It took control of my thoughtspeak and made me stop; turning off my screaming. It began to access my memories!
I felt embarrassment pour through me as it did. It was looking every most private thought I'd ever had.
The Hork-Bajir slowly raised me to my hooves now.
"Do you have control, Sub-Visser?" one to my left asked.
Y-yes. The Sub-Visser said. It was giddy with joy. It was playing with my eyestalks; swiveling them about, flipping my tail around.
Annoyed, the Hork Bajir holding my tail let go. The other controllers all backed away from me and the Yeerk. He began to move us back down the pier.
Kaetila... It said, going through my memories again. I felt surprise from it suddenly. I couldn't normally feel it's emotions, though it could see all of mine, but this was strong, and jumping out of nowhere. A princess? I didn't know Andalites allowed their females in the military. It looked more, then snickered. Apparently they do...
Oh no! Now it was going through all those horrible nights!
Obviously for certain reasons, but they do... It laughed again.
I felt hot rage fill me.
Stop! I yelled in my own head.
Stop? It said. I don't think so. You belong to me now. I'm the master here! I'm in charge! Hahahahaha! I'll do with your body as I please. It oozed.
Then it focused all four of my eyes on my tail.
Hey! Where'd your tail blade go? You're not a vecol are you? No... I see it here. You were born normal. You can morph... Well what in the galaxy happened?! Ah, yeeeees...I see it here...
Oh no...now it was looking through my memories of the Visser's conversation. Uuugh!
It laughed. EWW! I didn't know the Visser gave in to his host's feelings. How gross! You're not supposed to use your host for THAT! Eeeeeewww! It snickered immaturely. And you actually considered it?
I blushed in my head, saying nothing. How humiliating!
Maybe I should have given in to the Visser...and tried to kill him later.
It laughed at my thoughts and lack of reply.
By the standards of your people, you're a whore. It laughed again.
I felt mad. Who was this piece of sludge to judge me anyway?!
I'm not an 'it'. It said, reading my thoughts. I'm a 'he'. And I'm not a 'piece of sludge', you little Andalite TRAMP!
I lay helpless, shocked, in my own head as he beat me with memories. Horrible, horrible memories of when I was an aristh.
It wasn't just memories. I was feeling it. I was going through everything all over again. In superspeed at the Yeerk's whim, though.
Stop it! I screamed. STOP IT! PLEASE! JUST STOP! I collapsed into a corner of my mind, sobbing.
Good. He said now. We understand eachother. So shut up. He snapped cruelly. He morphed kafit bird, then demorphed; to regenerate my tail blade.
He had been moving us along, and now we were- AAAAH!- in front of the Visser!
Have you gone through the host's memories? He asked.
Yes Visser.
Anything about the Andalite bandits?
Yes, one is Aximili-Esgarrouth-Isthill, brother to Elfangor-Sirinial- Shamtul.
WHAT? He stared at me. Then he grinned. Elfangor's younger brother, eh? Well, we'll have to make him feel welcome, won't we?
I shuddered at the smile on his face. The Yeerk in my head snickered again, probably remembering the Visser's "proposition". I said nothing, numb and still weak and in shock from the Yeerk's treatment.
Visser! Apparently, he is the only Andalite on the planet!
What? Don't be ridiculous! There are always several when they attack! How could there only be ONE?!
Visser, I have found in her mind that these other 'Andalite bandits' are really humans with the morphing capability!
He stared.But...HOW?
Elfangor-Sirinial-Shamtul... I felt revulsion from the Yeerk. They had feared Elfangor. The Yeerk was shocked. He...broke the law of Seerow's Kindness and gave it to them!
What? He laughed. Don't be ridiculous!
Visser! It's true!
The Visser laughed even harder.
So Elfangor broke his own people's law? HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! Well he was very 'honorable' wasn't he?!
Then he instantly became serious.
These humans! Where are they? He pressed, urgently.
My...my host does not know, Visser... My Yeerk's enthusiasm slowed.
WHAT? HOW CAN SHE NOT KNOW? SHE KNOWS! LOOK BETTER! SEARCH EVERY CREVICE OF HER BRAIN, DAMMIT!
No...I...I-I-I...I'm loo-loo-loo-looking, Visser! But I don't see anything! My Yeerk said desperately.
I sighed with relief. Thank the stars I didn't finish looking at those profiles of Earth! I had only looked at Aximili's!
The Visser's tail whipped out angrily. It knocked me to the floor.
Ah! I cried out in the anticipation of pain and also in terror. But with shock, I realized that the Yeerk had taken most of the pain, since he was in charge. My Yeerk cowered in the back of my head. He then searched my mind desperately again.
B-b-b-b-b-b-but Visser! He said.
WHAT, YOU FOOL?! WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT?!
I-I-I
WHAAAAT?! He wrapped his tail around my neck and pulled me/the Sub-Visser up on my hooves and shook me.
There...there are... My Yeerk gasped in terror.There are only five humans! He managed to squeak out in thoughtspeak.
The Visser stared at me.
A smile slowly grew on his face. Another, scary damn smile.
What?
There are only five humans.
Besides Aximili?
Yes.
The Visser began to laugh madly. Strange, insane laughter.
And they're only children! My Yeerk said happily - glad that he had apparently pleased his Visser.
The Visser laughed even harder at that. And soon...his laughter...turned to...
sobbing?
CHILDREN! He screamed, enraged. CHILDREN! JUST. CHILDREN?!
Y-yes... My Yeerk began to cower again. Apparently the Visser was not so pleased with his information...
THOSE CHILDREN DESTROYED A KANDRONA! THOSE CHILDREN NEARLY COST ME MY LIFE!
I would have smiled at that if I'd had control of my face.B-b-but Visser- My Yeerk began, puzzled.
GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!
The door was opened by a Hork Bajir with some message for the Visser and the Visser whipped his tail at me again, knocking me out of the room, through the door, and into the Hork Bajir.
Briefly seizing control, I scrambled up off of the Hork Bajir, and down the hall; away from the mad Visser.
I could hear the Visser smashing things around behind me in rage.
I stood in the hallway, trying to catch my breath, my heart pounding in my chest, my whole right side bruised from his blow.
And my possibility of surviving in this situation appeared about approximately zero at this point in time!
The Hork-Bajir said something, urgently. I couldn't hear what he was saying. He was speaking too low, as he could see the Visser was in a very, very bad mood.
WHAT?! The Visser screamed.
The Hork-Bajir trembled and elaborated in a very low, very quiet, and very, very respectful voice.
As I watched, the Visser pushed his way out of the room, knocking the Hork- Bajir out of his way. He stomped down the hall, towards me.
Oh no... I groaned in my head.
My Yeerk said nothing; he was too busy cowering and whimpering. He pressed us against one of the hallway's walls.
The Visser stopped by me.You. He said, pointing a finger in my face. Suddenly he grinned cruelly.
There's going to be a battle, and YOU are going to fight...Sub Visser. He added on, snickering and stomped down the hall.
Even though I knew he really meant me.
I scowled, momentary control of my face ( as the Yeerk was still cowering), then sagged.
He was getting me back for earlier...
Trying to prove I had no chance of surviving unless I gave in. Make me regret my choice.
He was doing a damn good job of it too...I had to admit...
My Yeerk, sensing my thoughts, hissed to me, Oh no, you're mine! My HOST! You're not going to get out of it! I'll make sure of that!
I almost loved him right then. At least I had the assurance I wouldn't do anything stupid...
Then he clamped iron control over me. Not a hair on my body would move without his wanting it to.
I felt a little peeved at that, since he obviously thought I was a complete tramp, and I hadn't really helped his opinion, but the Visser gave us no time to argue.
Follow me, SUB-VISSER! He screamed back in thoughtspeech, his stalk eyes watching me.
Anticipating what would surely be my death, and no less fighting for the wrong side, I followed slowly; tail dragging and eyestalks drooping, for my Yeerk felt exactly the same way...
Yay! Am working on getting the other chaps in order. I apologize for any little thoughtspeak thingies and in the wrong place. This program is kind of a pain... Oh and,
P.S. Anda-smiley results will be posted next chapter! All final entries must be turned in before then! Whoo whoo!