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[RAFrukh]

{I know Claxter. And Anathema must die!!} he replied.

He pulled back his arms and shot his 1 1/2 foot claws strait for the monster's heart and the other to his neck.

[Chad32]

Fredrick was hit hard, but managed to pull his whip out and it aimed for Vogefac's neck to strangle him. "Fool. Kill me and your ally will never get her soul back." He said. his medallion glinted in the light that started coming through the shaft. Dark energy started growling within the cavern.


Claxter started entering when the hold was large enough, but started feeling claustrophobic. <I-I don't know if I can help you in there, Vogefac.> he said whe he saw the guy. <Drag him out here.>

[RAFrukh]

The whip! It flew at my neck like some living thing.

I ducked. It wrapped itself around my horns. There was a physical strain, and for a moment I thought it would break my horns. But when I looked up, it had simply attached itself snugly around my horns.

"HA!", I laughed in Anathema's face. I began walking backwards. Anathema would not depart his beloved whip. The whip would not leave me. I would leave the cave. I dragged him on his stomach out of the cave, where both me and Claxter could get a good shot at him...

I swiped my metallic claws, for his head and neck this time.

[Midnight_Huntress]

Silver awoke on the floor. How much time had passed? That no good, he drugged her!! He would pay! It was then she felt her master needed her help. She tried the door but it was sealed. She banged on the door demanding to be let out calling out curses in every language she knew.

[RAFrukh]

Dr. Hirojan ordered the door, "Transparent."

He saw Artemis banging on the door, "Shut the khyd up girl. Your swearing is meaningless to me. Do you want me to put you under again?"

[Chad32]

Fredrick was unable to keep Vogefac inside long enough to take him, and was dragged outside. Once outside, he released the whip to be able to deal with Claxter as well. Claxter stood in front of the passageway to keep him from entering. Remembering his own advice, Claxter avoided eye contact with the Vampire.

Fredrick manipulated energy into a shield and well as tentacles to fight off his enemies, but Claxter lashed out with amazing speed at the energy. The whip came down and tried to choke Vogefac, or better yet snap his neck.

<Tell us what you did with Silver, and how we can reverse it!> Claxter demanded.

"Hah! You cannot reverse it! Even if you did enter the dimension in which her soul is in, you'd be taken as well."

<<The entrance must be nearby if he took her quickly. We must learn how to enter it.>> he said privately to Vogefac.

[Myitt]

Myitt mulls over what Illim has said while he heads to the bar.

<You do wish you could help him,> Tara says, interpreting Myitt's thoughts as they bleed through into her mind.

<Look, we have enough trouble as it is,> Myitt replies.  <We can't afford that kind of volatility between Tora and Serid, and besides, I can't pick up every straggler that comes looking for help.>

<So, you trust him.>

<Of course not,> Myitt says dismissively.  <I trust Tora, and she's terrified of him for what she's done to the Andalite.>

Myitt looks up as Illim sets down the fresh mug of coffee.

"Ah, thank you," she sighs, sliding the mug over next to the already empty one.  "To answer your question, no, you don't look like a bounty hunter.  No, that's not quite right--you don't act like one.  Believe me, I've met a few, they all have the same level of paranoid arrogance and self-servitude.  It's unavoidable, I suppose."  She blows on the hot coffee.  "Do I look like a killer?"

[RAFrukh]

<<The en–––– must b–––––rby if he took her q––––. We must l––––––––– it.>>

"AAAAGH!"

He could barely hear Claxter for the whip around his neck. It had entangled his neck with such speed. He slashed at it trying to break it with his steel claws. The he got an idea.

H reached out, and his fingers made a telepathic link with the horrid monster. Memories flooded Vogefac, and fell from him.

Mind Meld.

While trying to keep his knowledge from Anathema, he searched for the information he needed. Horrid memories about enslaving Vogefac, Claxter , John, and Silver were like trip-mines he stumbled upon. But still, he searched for where silver was, where he almost had been.

If all was going well, he and Anathema were both in semi comas, and the whip was lying on the ground, useless.

[KitsuneMarie]

Easing himself back into his chair, he considers Myitt's question. Shaking his head, he responds with a thoughtful-sounding, "No." He isn't exactly smiling, but the corners of his eyes have crinkled.

When he says, "I mean, I might've answered differently when you had that Dracon on us," he does grin, "but you don't seem to have any homicidal tendencies. I figure you're the kind of person who does what she has to do, but isn't more violent than necessary."

He clasped hands on the tabletop. "You know, I'd be all for ending the war the hippies' way, as you called them, but they just don't have the resources, the manpower, the traction.... I figure there's too much at stake for everyone involved for there not to be a lot more bloodshed before this is all over. Diplomacy alone isn't going to cut it."

[Myitt]

"You're right, of course," says Myitt, sipping the coffee carefully.  "If there were a way to end this war without bloodshed, or without the total destruction of the Yeerk people, I'd love to know about it.  What can we do?  End up like some of the human countries, with a democracy?"  She shakes her head.  "Too many of us won't even consider it.  Too many of us are still locked in the idiotic dogma we've heard all our lives."

She drums her fingers on the wooden table, glancing up at Illim.  "Would you like to meet with Ertoran?  As long as you promise not to cause her any harm?"

[RAFrukh]

I continued to probe his mind...

BOOM! His memory on weaving the circle-of-sacrifice exploded in my mind.

SLIP! My memory of old Professor Vevenos' theory of telepathic leakage fell from me.

BAM! His memory of enslaving artemis popped out of nowhere.

OOPS! My memory on how to fly a reptilinod ship slipped from my grasp.

THERE! Silver's soul was...in his...amusement? No...amuck? No, amuck was not a noun...

Our memories were beginning to coalesce. I had to get that information and erase mine from his memory before he knew everything I did!

[Chad32]

Vogefac managed to see a place in a sort of void. There was a barren field that stretched on forever. In the field were posts where the souls were tied as prisoners. One of the visible souls was Fredrick himself. There was also the vision of the amulet. Dark phantoms pulling souls through the amulet. Silver's soul being pulled through, and hidden in mist.


Claxter stood outside, not knowing what was going on. Vogefac and Fredrick were standing perfectly still. He came around Fredrick, put his tail at his neck, and his shredder in his back. He also kicked the whip away. <Vogefac. Whatever you're doing, I have the Vampire restrained. Finish up before something bad happens.>

[KitsuneMarie]

At Myitt's words, "total destruction of the Yeerk people," Illim's gaze lowers to the table, and he takes a drink. Surely it won't come to that, he thinks.

Serid, seeming to sense Illim's thoughts, says, <<You know that my people will not stop until the Yeerks are, at the very least, stripped of all technology and usable bodies.>> He adds uncomfortably, <<Or until the Andalites fail, of course.>>

<<Don't remind me,>> Illim responds without much enthusiasm. <<Damn Andalite sense of-->>

At Myitt's suggestion about Ertoran, his thoughts stall in surprise. "Really? Let me consult with Serid."

<<Can you behave yourself? Remember she's got that gun. And I'm guessing your Andalite friend still has a shiny tail,>> Illim cautions.

Serid's shock wears off quickly, replaced by rekindled anger. <<I would like to speak with her. Face-to-face.>>

Illim looks up, nodding. "He accepts. I'll keep him under control."

[RAFrukh]

I saw Artemis...I knew she was encaged...her soul was separate from her. And the amulet Anathema wore had something to do with it...was it the cage? Amu were three letters al the words vogefac thought of shared in common.

He normally wouldn't have heard him, but since Andalites were telepathic, Vogefac understood Claxter, <Vogefac. Whatever you're doing, I have the Vampire restrained. Finish up before something bad happens.>

The information I had would have to do. I pulled back my memories, like corralling Vlethaths into a pen, and retracted myself from his mind.

The instant I came to, my claws were at Anathema's throat.

[Chad32]

"How dare you do this to me?" Fredrick said as best he could with Vogefac's hand around his throat. His form was becoming more demonic again, as his anger grew.