Chapter 5
DISCLAIMER: Thanks to you all for your reviews. I tried to wait a while before I wrote this. Make sure I got lotsa reviews!
But I was just dying to update and all you cute little fans with your enthusiastic little reviews was just more tempation than I could stand! So here we go!
Well, as I said before, I did not create the Animorphs. They are K.A. Applegate's mind enema (lol, just kidding!), sadly not mine.
Enjoy! I love you all!
Tobias' POV
"No way. No. Frickin'. Way. Is he still here!" Marco yelled at me.
I sighed. I had a pounding headache. They wouldn't believe me! Or at least, Marco wouldn't anyway.
"It is possible Marco! Anyone who could...eat souls...could...could very well still be in him!" Menderash said, eyes glued to Ax the whole time. "He could have just been hiding in Prince Aximili all this time!"
"What! Don't be stupid Menderash! He doesn't have to hide! He's the frickin' Grim Reaper! He's Mr Soul Eater, remember!"
"Okay! Shut up! Everybody just SHUT UP okay!" Jake said. He sighed and rubbed the bridge of nose between his eyes. "Look. Tobias, I believe that it's possible the One could still have Ax. But explain to me, how that works!"
I sighed. "I don't...I don't know."
"He doesn't know! Whoo! There you go! That's great!" Marco said sarcastically. "Look, Tobias, I know you hate to accept this possibility, but maybe she's right. Maybe Ax is a little wound up after all this! Maybe he is..." Marco left off. He rubbed the back of his neck and looked down.
Ax looked up at Marco with all four eyes. Eyes full of sorrow. Ax knew.
They all thought he was just nuts.
I couldn't believe this!
(Hold on, okay. Hold the farm just a minute!) I said. (You guys, we have seen the Ellimist! We've seen Crayak! We have gone billions of years back in time and tangoed with frickin' dinosaurs and eaten space crab brocolli. And now, you're going to tell me that this isn't possible?)
Santorelli and Jean looked confused. Menderash just stared at me, one eyebrow raised.
"Space crab brocolli?" The three of them said.
"It's...it's like...way another story okay? Maybe some day later-"
(When we're not dealing with our own sad mental problems!) Marco snapped, cutting me off. (You heard the doctor okay! Just face it Tobias! You just don't want to!)
I exploded. (So I guess you think we should just throw him in some Andalite nuthouse huh! Is that it Marco!)
He remained silent, looking down again. I looked around at everyone desperately.
(Well?) I demorphed from andalite to hawk. She had checked me up in my natural hawk form. She had checked us all up. I thought that as she left, she looked rather disappointed that nobody else went nuts or did anything strange during their check up. Except maybe Menderash. He kept winking at her. Apparently she thought he had a twitch and told him to do something very relaxing. He came out of the medi bay with a large bruise on the side of his face when he made a rather disparaging suggestion of just the most relaxing thing he could do. (It involved her.)
"Look." Jake said. "Just explain to me what you think we should do Tobias."
( I don't know... I don't...) I sighed. (I barely even understand this myself.)
I turned to Ax. (Ax. What...what happened on the ship?)
Ax shrugged. (I...I don't know. One minute, the One had me, and the next...you rammed the ship...and then...I was back in my own body!)
Was he concealing something? I looked at Jake. He made eye contact with me and nodded. He looked to Marco and Marco nodded too.
We had gone on board the ship and found Ax, lying on the floor, in his own body. Just Ax. Everyone else was gone. Dead. Killed on impact.
Or we supposed, anyway.
We all stood quietly. Tired. Thinking. Emotionally drained. I don't know about anybody else, but I just felt like getting back into bed and ending the day.
And then the Ellimist showed up.