Chapter Four: Aximili

Disclaimer: do not own Animorphs. Margtheo mar(as in Omar)-the-o. the g is not heard. A/N a bit longer than the last one... I'm trying to make up for it!

Chapter Four: Aximili

((Prince Aximili, what a pleasure it is to have you here, even if you appeared out of nowhere and interrupted my class.)) Another Andalite said.

((Sarcasm?)) I wondered. I stood then thought I was still under the One. ((Where is He?)) I suddenly asked.

((Who is 'He'?)) The Andalite wondered. He was at least twenty-three in human years.

((The One... Where is he?)) I backed up to the wall of the classroom, keeping my tail blade in front of me, just in case someone was the One and tried to attack me- worthless, I know, but I wanted to be safe.

((The One?)) The Andalite probably would have raised an eyebrow at me if he were human. ((Aximili, we are all Andalites in this classroom. There is no "the One" here.))

I sighed and nodded an expression I got from the humans. I had been so paranoid that the One was still here. I relaxed my tail a bit. ((Who are you? You obviously know who I am.))

The Andalite tensed up a bit then one of his students decided to answer for him.

((He is Teacher Margtheo, Prince Aximili.)) The student was a female Andalite. I was
aware that they were letting Andalite females into the military.

((Thank you, Aristh Lanritra.)) Margtheo said, 100 percent sarcasm. He probably didn't like that Lanritra told me his name. He scuffed his hoof and snorted. Yes, he didn't like it- or maybe he didn't like Lanritra. ((I suppose you know what we are learning here, Prince Aximili.))

I looked at the stance the other student was still in. ((Tail-fighting. Defense,)) I was still getting used to moving by myself since the One. I looked back at Margtheo. ((It looks like you got your scar from his blade,)) I motioned to the five-inch long, one eight-inch wide scar on his chest then to the male Aristh.

((Yes, Aristh Chrisonikos has great aim.)) Margtheo turned one eyestalk at the male Aristh. Then he turned completely to the both of them. ((You two, continue practicing. I need to talk to Prince Aximili alone.))

Chrisonikos and Lanritra nodded then they started to circle each other.

Margtheo led me to an empty classroom then sighed. ((I want to talk to you about something,))

I nodded, but why would he want to talk to me for?

((Prince Aximili, now that I have met you, my final request has been done.)) Margtheo said. ((I-))

((Jernall? Evworth? Margtheo? I need to speak to you guys.))

Margtheo sighed again. ((Then this must wait for another time.)) He sounded exhausted, as if he had been forced to the limit his entire life. ((Hello, Kaianaria.))

Kaianaria... A disgraced female Andalite, the first one to become the rank of Prince, now demoted to Aristh and lost of her second and last names.

Not a good time for Margtheo. She was hated by Jernall, Evworth and Margtheo. And what was even worse was that Lanritra was right at the doorway and heard and knew what Margtheo was going to ask me before Kaianaria called.

She knew her father wanted to die.