Sorry it's taken so long. CLASS SUCKS! (But my pony's getting better!) I just wanted you all to know I though long and hard about this next chapter, and I haven't let you down. Kind of a slow moving chapter but it's setting you guys up for what's coming next. And I know some of you are going to freak out, please don't. I know what I am doing! The story isn't over yet. (As for the scene in the ghetto, I tell u later ok.)

Allatron-Semitur-Ashtoff

6 months before…

I awoke with a voice in my head I hadn't heard in years. My mind was racing, and for once there was confusion. Elfangor had been dead for two years and still my mind was playing tricks on me, trying to convince me he was alive. I looked out into the night from my scoop and studied the stars above as I had done many times since I was a child.

I studied them and waited for my father to return, waited for my friend to return, waited for my husband. Then one day my father never did and he was the abomination and when my friend did return he was not the same. That was along time ago..

Elfangor is dead, I still mourn my love for him. Tonight though it's as if I can feel him calling to me from across the galaxy and hear his voice in my head whispering for me to find him.

Earth. It all begin and ends with Earth I suppose.

DAY DREAMING ASA.

No-. I cut myself of realizing there was no one there to speak to. Maybe I was still dreaming.

NO YOUR NOT DREAMING. This time out of the corner of my stalk eye I saw him. A glowing blue figure, he looked like my father's father Coorin. I AM THE ELLIMIST.

For a moment I felt as if I wanted to laugh, wasn't it ironic? What do you want from me?

IT'S ABOUT ELFANGOR. THE GAME, IT'S RULES ARE…CHANGING. I SUPPOSE YOU COULD SAY. AND THE GAME PLAYERS HAVE LOST CONTROL OF THE PIECES. I BROUGHT ELFANGOR TO FINISH HIS PART.

So why do you need me?

HE HAS BEEN..ALTERED. AGRESSIVLY.

I stood there in stunned silence, I could not believe his words even though in my hearts I knew they were true.. That was not Elfangor.

Why are you here? I knew what he wanted before he ever asked. I hated Earth and it's people already, I hated the yeerks more. My enemy's enemy would have to be my friend.

YOU MUST GO ASA.

I am sure he knew the thousand reasons why I could not go. He was gone before I turned around.

Present day…

I stared at my banana milk shake. I so wanted to drink it but I was fighting this sickening feeling in my stomach that got worse every time I breathed. The nice human boy that was serving me looked dubiously at me from across the room. Slowly I reached up and slid it to the middle of the table.

I looked around the room at the humans, each one different and alike at the same time. When I first arrived they all looked the same to me, but now I see them for their differences. I looked at a young male and female sitting by the window that peered out onto a chaotic street, they look so at peace together. So oblivious.

I'm so bitter. Love has not been kind to me. Neither was that sixth milkshake.

When I was young my father moved us half way across the planet from my home so he could be close to a space port, after his fall from grace my mother forced him to moved us back with her parents. Once again I had a new home and was very alone.

He was still a child then but he had seven years on me so I though he was all grown up, I was ten. I was in love with him. The pathetic love of one despised by everyone because she was a cruel reminder of her father's mistakes. The desperate love of someone alone. The love of a ten year old.

I stalked him until one day I got caught. And then I had a friend.

Elfangor.

Then he was gone. Dead. And my father was now the abomination. I was alone once more.

I sipped on my shake. Strange, I thought, how much better it's making me feel.

I was sixteen, an adult by andalite standards but still very young. My mother desperate to be ride of me married me off to the highest bidder. It was terrible, but most arranged marriages between a young girl and a soldier ten years her senior would be. I am beautiful and it was my curse.

He wanted me in every carnal way a man can want a woman, he wanted my obedience. And me his wife, his servant to honor and respect him, to please him. I was so scared. He beat me because I did not understand, I was an innocent. And I became guarded and cold, unfeeling, and still I did not give in.

Everyday I prayed he might understand, but understanding only comes to those who want it. I remember the last day I was a child like it was yesterday. My "husband" was calling for me, screaming my name across his land. I stood by our river wishing the water would carry me away knowing I had no choice but to answer.

I knew what was going to happen, I bore the marks and scars of days upon days of abuse. Somewhere between the river and the scoop I was reborn, this was the last line I'd draw, the last numb smile I'd fake at his sight.

When all the empty words were said, the threats the cajoling, the desperate sweetness. The angry blows from a swift tail and sharp hooves were all I felt. The sickening crack of my own ribs as my lungs burned as if they were on fire.

I ran. I ran towards Councilor Hieriac-Vaudum-Fedoph scoop, only he had the power to end this mockery of a marriage. He could or I would. I don't even remember what he said, but I remember the way the sky looked and the air smelled. Even the look on his face, but nothing else I was in too much pain.

End this marriage or the next time he touches me I will wait until he is asleep and remove his head from his shoulders.

The highest bidder knew I would kill his son.

That night was the last night I saw my first husband. No one ever looked down on me for it either. Andalites do not divorce, but the evidence was such that not one self righteous fool, at least openly said a word.

It was beginning to rain outside the small café, humans scurried about to avoid the more rapidly falling rain. Me I love the rain.

It was raining the day I got the news that Elfangor was alive. It was raining again on the day Forlay, because she knew of my childhood fondness for him asked if I wanted to get him when he arrived at Lasak Space Port.

Rain is a good omen. When he did arrive he was not my childhood friend. He was a man now, fully adult in every way. He carried things with him I could not fathom, and the sorrow in his eyes, the rage was a part of him. His looks had changed too. Gone was the young leanness of a young andalite, he was toughened and solid with hard muscle covering his once delicate frame.

I had grown too. I was not the child he had left either, I had been married and divorced. Beaten and used, and had become accustomed to pain. I was beautiful and untouchable. I had never wanted him more.

"Hey girl we're closing up." I stood and I gave a curt smile and I threw some human money on the table. Gathering up my few processions I walked out into the night. Another night on the streets, another night to be wary of "muggers" and "pimps" and those men that pull beside me in their cars and ask me how much I charge. I sat down wrapped in an old blanket I had bought for a dollar, crammed in to a tiny alcove where I hoped I would be safe.

My ship had been destroyed a month ago soon after I landed, I had no place to go.

I tried to remember better days, ironic how even the bad days of old seemed better?

It was like we belonged together. But he didn't want me like I wanted him. Finally I was told that I would be married again. The weight of the entire galaxy was once again pulling me under into a lifeless void. So I told him, and I seduced him. I gave to him what I could give only to him because I loved my best friend.

And he got us caught. Yes it was an accident but his fault none the less. My mother was vehement. I was still getting married yet it was only on my wedding night I found out that some quick thinking from Noorlin, god bless that andalite, and lots of Elfangor's resources that I ended up marrying him.

It was hard, he wasn't in love with me. But his parents wanted grandchildren and it was tradition for the eldest son to marry. The way he put it he said better to be married to me his friend then someone he didn't know.

It took along time for him to care about me as more then a friend, but that was mostly because he felt it was a male's duty to love his female. I was happy, a fool's paradise, but still paradise. He told me of earth. He began to call me Asa.

I only saw him once a year for a month at a time at first, after I became an ambassador to one of our allies it was a little more frequently because I could legally jump whatever passing ship I needed to be one. But before that, I became pregnant.

They both died when they were three. We were devastated, no matter how he felt about me I know he loved our daughters more than life it's self. Such is mortality.

I was shivering, wet and cold. The wind had been picking up and debris and paper were now whipping at my eyes. I wanted to go home.

Elfangor where are you?

Elfangor

Elfangor where are you?

The call in my head sounded so clear it was as if she was near. I sat by the fire, it was pointless trying to sleep because my dreams. Dreams of my life before, dreams of my daughters, dreams of her now on earth. Asa had been my wife for fifteen years before I died, my friend more many more than that.

She was beautiful, intelligent and a ruthless soldier. One of my favorite kind of females. She loved me. I didn't deserve her, I didn't deserve Loren either.

These last few days since I had found the humans, and today when I came to the valley had been wonderful. There's not such thing as a happy ending when your name is Elfangor though.

Elfangor. The voice was softer now, weaker.

Asa? I called out into the darkness. Part of me hoped it was her, then I could tell her about Chapman's house. Loren's sad blue eyes… I couldn't tell her, I had to be strong. I was afraid, It was like watching myself. It was like watching Allaron years ago!

Find me. I jerked not expecting the answer when it came.

I will. Tonight.

I sat and waited, but there never came an answer. Tobias landed beside me and morphed human, I did the same. It was amazing how much alike we looked.

"Tell me about you." I looked at him.

"I killed Chapman." The words came our like lead. ' I don't even know why, but I did."

He looked at me with raptor eyes and I at him with the eyes of an executioner. He was my son.

"There was laughter, and these red eyes, or eye. And I felt rage, like a puppet being danced to the devil's tune. I killed them, but I am no murderer." He met my gaze and I could almost swear he understood. " You have a very lovely young lady friend Tobias. Ms. Rachel loves you very much. She reminds me of someone."

"Mom?" He asked the obvious.

"In looks I guess, but her character is that of someone else. The only female andalite to earn the rank of War-Prince. She's actually an ambassador, but a damn good pilot too. She's crazy."

"Good friend of yours?"

"More or less. I married her." He seemed taken aback by this declaration. "I didn't exactly fall madly in love with her, but it made us both happy. Don't ever treat a female the way I treated her. A female should never be married someone knowing she's second choice and be reminded of it everyday. That's my fault. She needed better."

"Elfangor, why did you leave? Why did you come back?" He scrutinized me as I thought. It all seemed answered in the words I had told Asa the last time I saw her.

I have obligations of honor to those I have sworn to protect. I was demorphing. Are you coming with me?

Asa

It had stopped raining hours ago, but my whole body was numb from the cold. It wasn't cold outside but I was wet down to my bones and the damp air blowing in from the ocean made it worse. I was half conscious when I felt the warmth of someone's hand on my face. Slowly I opened my eyes. A human stood before me, a morph.. A morph I had only seen once years before.

Elfangor? He smiled. And gently lifted me off the ground wrapping his arms around me. His warmth felt so good against my skin, like a forgotten memory of bliss finally remembered.

Are you well?

I'm so cold. He made me walk and stretch my stiff body. It hurt. We were joined half a block later by a young man, I learned his name was Tobias, he was Elfangor's son. He did our race proud.

"God we're in the ghetto." Elfangor whispered.

'That's my uncle's house over there." He pointed to a crumbling building across the street.

"Vivian's husband?" The strange lilt in Elfangor's voice caused even Tobias's face to break into expression.

"Yeah."

"I really hate him. I'll be right back." And he was off leaving me with Tobias, to watch.

Strange on, he is.

"Oh my!"

Marco

I swear people in this valley are crazy, no one ever sleeps in. So there I am rolling over, waking up and as soon as I open my eyes I see Het Fit. A baby, if you could call it that, Hork-Bajir looking me right in the face.

"Macco, trouble with andalite and human." He pointed to the door of my parents cabin out into the valley.

Here's the funny thing, trouble could be an andalite getting into the rations or it could be the start of WW3. I doubted the latter, someone probably just misplaced something. So I humored him.

"Only for you will I go outside with out my make up Het."

I walked down towards the fire following the scent of food and counted… There were three andalites! And everyone was looking at me. I had a feeling I was late.