A/N: I have given up on disclaimers, since you all know I'm not the author by now. Of, erm, Animorphs. Because, I am the author of this, of course.
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Dreams are Best Left to When a Person is ASLEEP!
"Excuse me?" I had spluttered.
YOU ARE THE NEUTRAL PIECE. I HAVE COME TO YOU WITH A MISSION. ACCEPT OR DENY IT, IT IS YOUR CHOICE. The glowing blue guy said.
"Erm…what, exactly is this mission?"
YOU HAVE A CHANCE TO CORRECT WHAT IS WRONG. YOU HAVE A CHANCE TO SAVE HIM. All of the sudden, a picture of Elfangor the Yeerk Killer was in my head. My stomach fought with my mouth to empty my breakfast out onto the floor. I wasn't the only one reeling, apparently. I noticed the bird and the Andalite were reacting to the sudden image, though neither looked sick.
(Why only give us the chance?) One of them asked. The blue guy turned to the bird, who I assumed had asked the question.
YOU TWO WERE CLOSEST TO HIM. SHE IS THE NEUTRAL PIECE. WITHOUT HER, YOU WILL FAIL.
(So, we will be able to save my brother. I do not see how,) obviously the Andalite. He looked skeptically at the man.
SHE WILL GUIDE YOU.
"And if I refuse?"
THEY WILL FAIL. YOU WILL FAIL.
Something told me that I already knew what that meant. Somehow I knew that it either meant my death at Visser Three's hands that night or my enslavement for the rest of my life. I was about to agree when I realized that I was still in a nightgown. "Before we agree, you must give us something," I bargained.
WHAT DO YOU WISH?
"Each of us gets a choice of one or two items…" my voice trailed off as I glanced at the other two. They were watching me carefully and finally one of them spoke up:
(Yes, we each must receive one or two items of our choice, since we will be working without our teammates.)
CHOOSE.
I thought long and hard on it. The only way to save Elfangor and not mess up the entire night was to have to wait for the right moment and then cause Visser Three to drop him. But how? That was the dilemma.
CHOOSE. The man repeated.
I looked up from the wall I had apparently been staring at to see that the others had chosen all ready. One of them had fireworks and matches and the other had a shredder. "Um…I-I choose…two holographic emitters, one that will fool Visser Three and the other that will allow the user or users to be invisible to them." The man nodded.
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Lights whirled around me and I suddenly felt the cool feeling of a brick wall. "Some dream," I muttered, glancing at the other two, who were looking at me like I was crazy.
(Well, the Elimist said you're in charge, so lead the way.)
"Riight. Ok…um we need to move quickly," I hissed, looking up at the sky. The Blade Ship was approaching rapidly. "What are you going to do with those?" I questioned the boy? "Morphing, right," I thought aloud. He held the fireworks up.
"I was going to set them off to distract the Visser."
"Ok, can you and him hold off on that till a certain time?"
(What time?) The Andalite questioned, almost glaring at me.
"After Visser Three morphs and…a teenage girl approaches him, laughing. I'll move quickly, but I need you and him to set off the fireworks and use that nifty shredder of yours. Don't even ask how I know that, ok." I responded. "Just do it, or else this whole thing goes up in smoke. And don't kill or knock-out anyone, unless it's unavoidable." They both nodded, still looking at me like I had a Yeerk in my head or something. "Just wait for the fireworks," I murmured, moving off into a position I could use.
The few minutes it took for Visser Three to actually morph felt like hours. Finally, he did, picking up Elfangor as he went. I felt nauseous as he bit into the Andalite, but noticed the teenager I had spoken about earlier. As soon as the fireworks and the shredder went off, I moved. Quickly, I threw up the Elfangor hologram and activated the other hologram. Visser Three, fortunately, caught the former of the two falling objects as Elfangor, bleeding profusely, landed on me. He was heavy and it took me a few seconds to regain my bearings, but I managed to slide myself from under him. As quickly and quietly as I could, I drug the fallen body away from the approaching Taxxons. His furry body was slick with blood, but fortunately the blood helped a bit, even if it made me sick to look at it. "You need to go on a diet," I mumbled to the unconscious Andalite. In the confusion I saw my escape. The Hork-Bajir had been sent after the Andalite Bandits, or who we would soon come to know them as. One of them had gotten into a skirmish with a homeless man, which meant that he wouldn't be paying much attention if I slipped in after him. Fortunately, he didn't. Now, all I had to do was figure out how to keep Elfangor from dying, if he wasn't dead all ready.
Praying to whatever god decided to take pity on me, I knelt in front of the Andalite and looked, listened, and felt for breath, hoping that the three slits in his nose was where he breathed, mind you. From what I could tell, he wasn't breathing. So, being the intelligent person who had little to no clue how to check for his pulse, I knelt beside him and gave him mouth to mouth. It seemed to take forever, kneeling beside the Andalite, giving him mouth to mouth, and having to quietly spit out blood, hoping that the Hork-Bajir couldn't hear me. Most holograms are pretty sound proof, but I wasn't going to try and see how sound proof it was. After eons of this, the Yeerks finally gave up the search. I stole a glance over my head to watch the teen puke on Visser Three, only to be saved by an approaching Hork-Bajir with bad news. When the Vissers left, I felt myself relaxing, and slipped, landing on Elfangor's chest, when I rested my hand on the ground next to me. Apparently, that's what woke him.
He was up in a flash! And…fell back down again. I looked at him, rolling my head to the side because of the way I had fallen. "Ok…this is interesting…"
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You know, I sometimes wonder why I actually write these things down. Everything ends up all screwy, for one thing, because I am not that great at interacting with other humans. Like when I…totally spaced right now on my cousin. Well, time to delete this, like I do every time, just in case the Yeerks break in. Again, I do have to wonder why I write these things…
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