Chapter Thirteen

Leash and Collar

(What am I doing here instead of at one of your pools?) said the still-aristh with his arms crossed over his chest. His voice was monotoned, and from the looks in his eyes, very bored. He stood in the corner of a very child-looking room with a black color around his neck with a shiny pink tag with his name on it.

(Shut-up Andalite filth,) snarled Visser Three. His eye stalks took a closer look at him, looking for any invisible over-sized weapons hiding behind his back. He had the guards thoroughly check him, but he still wasn't convinced. After the Andalite pulled out a different weapon three different times, he wasn't going to trust a meager search.

It took him two days to catch his daughter's new 'pet'. There was no longer a 'last' forest either. He had his red bands Dracon the whole place to corner him. Fortunately Aximili didn't make the move to commit suicide before they got a hold of him-- actually they got to him as soon as they disarmed him, and put a sheath over his tail, which he still wore. They had the little birdie in the cage in the center of the room. His daughter was overjoyed at getting two pets instead of one.

Aximili, sensing that he had reached a pressure point, decided to push it even further. (So what am I doing here? You've always wanted to kill me…) Aximili's eyes grew dark at the last sentence, just tempting the dangerous Visser.

"Hi George!" said Helen as she bounded into the room. In one of her tiny hands held a leash. "Let's go for a walk!"

Aximili looked up with a raised eyebrow to the obviously fallen Visser. (My name is not George,) he said to the strange girl, still looking at the Visser. Had it been one of those cartoons he was so fond of, steam would have been coming out of Esplin's ears.

The girl stomped her foot. "No it's not-- it's George. Now let me get your leash on."

Aximili backed up into the last foot that he had left, before his rear hit the corner wall. (No.)

"You are going on a walk with me!" yelled the girl.

Visser Three grinned evilly. (Do it or I'll kill you slowly.)

(I'd rather die slowly.) Ax crossed his arms over his chest once more, glaring at the Visser with a deep burning hatred, challenging him to just try and kill him slowly.

The Visser tried something a bit closer to home. (Do it or we'll be having birdie for dinner.) One of his eye stalks glanced up at the bird cage towards the nervous red-tailed hawk.

Slowly and rather angrily, Ax bent over low enough for the girl to connect the leash to his new and aggravating collar. (Is that your child?) he asked. He was going to hit him over and over again, and make his life miserable for this humiliation.

The only thing the Visser could do was give him the evil eye, slitting his eyes into thin daggers.

(Really then?) Ax's eyes widened in fake amusement. This was not the same Andalite bandit Esplin had grown up with, he now had a dangerous sense of humor. (Human mating is really addicting,) he stabbed.

(And you know?) shot back the Visser.

(I wouldn't know, I've never done it before.)

"Yeah daddy, he's saving himself for me!" grinned the child, as she began to pull the poor Andalite by the leash. Ax, for once the whole time he had been there with the Visser, looked violated and afraid as he went out of the door.

Visser Three wasn't sure if he even wanted to be living by the time that happened, but he was at least glad that his arch nemesis was afraid.


"Daddydaddy! George ran away!" screamed the girl as she marched down the hall. She was making good use of her dagger as she walked by all the guards, gutting them as she went. Her temper was beginning to match that of Visser Three's.

She met her parents at the end of the hall, where a raining holovid was playing just behind them. They didn't even notice their daughter, as they stared up passionately in each other's eyes.

Helen took in a deep breath, enough air to scream at the top of her lungs, "GEORGE RAN AWAY!" The surviving guards decided that then would be the perfect time to leave if they wanted to live any longer than five minutes.

The two passionate lovers finally pulled away from each other to look at their monster-born child. The shout didn't quite register, until about two minutes later after the girl began suddenly shout orders at them both. "I want you to take all of your forces and find him! Find him now! Find him now!" With each word, her voice began to get louder and louder-- and that was when it finally dawned on Visser One that maybe she had raised a demon that should never have existed.

Visser Three, however, remained completely blind of the fact, gloating to his host of how like him his daughter had become. (Maybe even far better!) he crowed. Alloran had nothing to say, thinking the reverse, as he watched his idiot master send out the orders to find 'George.'