Chapter 4: Revelation
"What do you mean by that?" asked Jake, his smile fading. Slowly, I slid my wings through the slits in my windbreaker. As I extended them to their full fourteen foot wingspan, everyone just stood there, staring intensely with their mouths open. The Andalite seemed intrigued by them. He approached cautiously, his tail half raised as if he didn't know whether to attack or not.
< What are you? You look human, but you have wings like Tobias. Your species is not documented in any factual human books that I have read, only in what the humans call non-fiction. Are you not of this planet? > I shrugged, folding in my wings at the same time.
"I am as far as I know," I replied. "I was kidnapped by this place called The School and experimented on. A couple of months ago I was broken out by this guy called Jeb Batchelder. From what you've told me, I think he might be part of the peace movement. It's it funny how you found me when he told me to find the you and to tell you that they were creating a new species of controller." Jake turned , obviously a bit shaken at this bit of news.
"At one point, they were making sharks into Controllers to invade a planet mostly covered in water, but we managed to destroy the facility. We're there any more people like you down in the Yeerk pool? If this wasn't just a one-off thing, we may have a serious problem." I've never liked being the bearer of bad news, so I put it as delicately as I could.
"Um, well you see... I, ah... um... yeah-there-were-over-fifty-of-us-in-dog-crates." I spoke so fast that my tongue had to take a breather before I could figure out what I'd said.
"Hey, slow down. It's not your fault. The way I see it, we smash our way in there, break them all out, bust up their labs and get outta there." I had to admit, Rachel had a sort of bravado that was contagious. Jake stood up.
"In that case then, Tobias? Have you found any more entrances lately?"
< Nope. They're being extra careful now that they know we know there are entrances all over town. I got nothing. >
"I think I might know someone who does though. A whole race of someone's," said Marco. Jake seemed to be thinking the same thing.
"Ok, so we have a plan. Tobias, you go and get Erek. We'll work out the finer details here." I think if he wasn't already in a war, Jake would have made a good army General.
< Sir. Yes sir! > saluted Tobias, raising a wing in mock salute before taking off through the hay loft.
