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CHAPTER 2: THE HELL
I awoke from my sleep, refreshed, but with one difference, I could not move, I could not use my mouth... wait I had no mouth, I couldn't do anything with my body. I heard, I saw, I felt, I moved, but It was not me doing it. This alarmed me greatly, what alarmed me more was soon to follow.
-{{Do you like your new life, Sterling?}}- A voice said in my head, laughing.
My body looked down for me, I noticed my hands, they had blue fur, further down I saw I had hooves. I searched my memories and a list of new ones joined my old. I still remembered my human life dully, but I remembered a ...Andalite.... life so much more clearly. Memories of training on a.... dome ship. Having a friend who looked like my new body, a friend named Aximili-Esgarrouth-Isthill, I think he was my Shorm, my best friend. I remember using my tail to fight, mock battles of course, and I remembered.... THE YEERKS!.
-{{That is correct, you are a controller, Stipolla-Andorouth-Lindill. You are now the host body for myself, Sub-Visser 3, one of Visser 3's highest lieutenants.}}- Again the voice in my head was mocking; horrible, evil.
-{{How could this be, Yeerk scum. I would rather die.}}- I spat back, finding myself repulsed by the idea of the Yeerk slime living in my head.
-{{You will see, when “God” returns}}- The yeerk prodded me.
God? Wait.... I remember know, God had appeared to me, giving me another chance... Only it seemed I was to endure a living hell, a life with a Yeerk in my head.
I know you are probably wondering what a Yeerk is, so let me explain to you from my Andalite memory what a yeerk is, because I do not remember from my human memories.
Yeerks are different. They have no body, like yours or mine. They live in the bodies of other species. They are like ... slugs... They are almost powerless without hosts. The Yeerks are parasites. They must have a host to live in. In this form they are known as Controllers. They enter the brain and are absorbed into it, taking over the host's thoughts and feelings. They try to get the host to accept them voluntarily. It is easier that way. Otherwise the host may be able to resist, at least a little. It seems they are already here on earth, as I know from my human memories that is where we where.
Until today, I would have told you that only one Andalite had ever been enslaved by the Yeerks, an abomination. However, I know now, that through my choosing life for “God”, he was using my mind inside an Andalite, so I was the second ever Andalite...... Controller.
The Andalite in me hated this, pounded to get out. The human in me was curious, wondering what this new body was like, looking through my Andalite memories.
Suddenly the beautiful creature I had thought was God appeared before me, somehow different through, you could feel evil enter the room I was in. It began to speak, “Sub-Visser, before I allow you to keep this body, you must remember the rules. First, you are not allowed to tell anyone about me. Secondly, if anyone asks how you acquired a Andalite host, you must tell them you found it sleeping in the woods in a scoop, a scoop located nearby, and you were able to capture it with a tranquilizer your human host carried. Lastly, no one is to know of the unique human/Andalite that your host is. Should you break these rules, you will die instantly, and the Andalite will be loose. “
I heard the Yeerk control my thought-speek, just so you know, Thought speak was the way Andalites talked, the way we communicate since we have no mouth, it is somewhat like your Telapathy. But anyways, he used my thoughtspeak... to confirm what he said.
-{{ Yes, Lord Crayak. }}- It said. All the time I raged inside my head. “No, NO. Its not okay, let me go you repulsive slug.”
I then realized the truth, this creature was not God. If my hypothesis was correct, according to my human memories he reminded me of the Biblical creature of Satan. If my Andalite memories were correct, which they had seemed to be so far, he may have been an Ellimist.
The “God” creature turned to me, seemed to look through me, past the Yeerk infesting my brain, and looked at the little part I was holed up in, then he began speaking in his deep voice, “I am neither God, nor Satan. Neither am I Ellimist, I am something far worse.” Shrugging, like he had just invited me to dinner, he dissipated, simply shed into the night air. Then I found myself alone once more.
-{{Not alone]}, The yeerk reminded me, -{{You have me!}}- it laughed, as it took control of my feet and forced me to walk out into the clearing, and it began to morph into what I realized what his human host.
