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Chapter 5

"Al, I think we shouldn't give him popcorn. It's making him unnaturally mushy," my mom stage whispered earning her an eye roll from both of us. As soon as those words were spoken the door crashed in.

At least half a dozen hork-bajir walked in followed by Visser Three. I froze. No.

If you've never seen a hork-bajir, let me tell you something. They're scary. As in, seven-foot tall, covered in blades, and could make your worst nightmare look fluffy and cute in comparison scary. They could slice and dice you up faster than it would take you to scream.

However, I was more terrified of Visser Three at the moment. He is the only Yeerk in history who ever managed to take an Andalite as a host body. How he managed to do it is beyond me. And since he is an Andalite, he's also the only Yeerk who can morph. And trust me, nothing we Animorphs have is more deadly than him in morph. Even though he looks like an Andalite, it's obvious he isn't. There's an evil aura that follows him, and everybody can see it. Or maybe it's only his enemies that notice because we know what he's capable of.

"Hey! What the hell is going on?! Put me down! Put me down!" That was me protesting as two hork-bajir lifted me out the couch. Four more hork-bajir held down my parents.

"You little-this is no way to treat a lady! Leave me alone you- !" She caught sight of Visser Three and her eyes narrowed. She seemed more angry than scared. What? "You! I thought we had gotten rid of you!" What!? What was going on?

"Visser Thirty-two," my dad spit out. I doubt he could have put more disdain in his voice even if he tried.

((It's Visser Three now.))

"You know that thing!?" I yelled even though the answer was obvious. No. It wasn't possible. No!

((Put the child down.)) Visser Three ordered the hork-bajir. Visser Three not Thirty-two like my dad had said. Why did he say that? Why did my mom said they'd gotten rid of him? Nobody gets rid of him. I knew that personally. What was going on!?

The hork-bajir threw me to the floor and I banged my knees on the floor. I let out a small, "Ouch." FWAP! Instantly there was a tail blade against my throat. I froze. If he wanted to, Visser Three could remove my head. I was thinking that might be the case. But some part of my brain told me that no, it wasn't. If he wanted me dead, I would have been dead a long time ago. No. He needed me for something. That was an even more frightening thought.

"What are you doing? If you dare hurt him…" My mom didn't finish the thought.

((Then what? What will you do human?)) He laughed. ((No, tell me. What will you do?)) My mom remained silent, but if looks could kill…

"Let him go Yeerk. He has nothing you want." I almost laughed. Oh the irony. I ran my limited options through my brain.

I couldn't morph. I would be taken down before I even got midway. And what good would that do? I would just reveal my true identity. If they didn't already know it. Be reasonable. Of course they don't.

I would have to stay put. I couldn't do anything else. But I couldn't not do anything. They could easily take me, infest me, and then I'd be worse than dead. They'd know my secrets and they'd find my friends and- No. Calm down, Tobias. Focus. But it was kind of hard to focus when my worst enemy had my life in his hands. A little voice in my head told me to morph. Morph! I tried to shut it down.

((He doesn't. You do. And if you don't give me what I want I'll-))

"No! You can't just barge in here and threaten us you stupid little four-legged scorpion-tailed blue-furred freak!" I blew it. I couldn't help it. I was mad, and tired, and scared. He was threatening me, but most importantly, he wanted to hurt my family. My parents looked both proud and horrified. Mainly the latter. The Visser knocked me over and got in front of me. He lifted my chin with his tail blade forcing me to look at him.

((What did you say?)) His voice was slow and dangerous. I didn't back down. Maybe it was because I was mad. Maybe it was the adrenalin. Maybe it was the fact that I was already cornered and outnumbered and defeated, so what could I lose? Maybe I just lost it.

"Fuck. You." I replied. The Visser laughed. He actually laughed then turned to my father.

((Are you sure he's your son, Elfangor? He doesn't seem like a coward to me unlike you.)) Elfangor? That wasn't my dad's name. I doubted it was even a human name. Visser Three looked at me fondly. I almost threw up in disgust. ((I think I'll keep him. I'll enjoy watching his spirits break. It'll be my own little experiment. Tell me. How long do you think he'll last?)) My parents paled, and I shuddered. I knew what he meant. Torture. I also knew that I couldn't survive it.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. Shut up, Tobias. You're making things worse. Calm down. Just calm down.

"I'll kill you! I'll choke you with your own tail blade! Do you hear me? I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" My mom struggled and kicked against her captors. It was futile.

"No," my dad whispered. He looked defeated. "What do you want Visser? I'll give you what you want. Just don't hurt Tobias." Dad… No. Yeah, I didn't know what was going on and yeah, I was scared and confused and just wanted to find a way out. But two things were clear.

1.) Whatever the Visser wanted was important. It was important enough to risk sending hork-bajir and coming himself. Therefore, it was something I didn't want him getting.

2.) My parents weren't Controllers. I couldn't imagine a Yeerk giving anything up for me. It didn't seem possible.

However, it seemed they wouldn't be free for too long.

((I want the Time Matrix.)) What? What the hell was that? My dad didn't seemed surprised, but he did seem to consider the offer.

"And if I give it to you… Will you leave my son alone?"

"Al, no!"

((Do we have a deal?)) My dad nodded reluctantly. The Visser laughed. ((You should have stayed on the Andalite home planet with your people, Elfangor. I always win.))

And before I had the chance to react to the new information there was a blue blur, and the world went dark.

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