A name has been changed in this chapter (and following chapters) to protect the
innocent oh who are we kidding.
Chapter Thirty-one
Nobody really said anything, for several long minutes. They were all thinking of their families. Some mourning, some fuming, some bitter, some almost past the point that they could even care at all. How much more pain would they have to endure, before this was over? How much bloodshed, how much death? It was too much, already, to even think about. And yet they felt no closer to defeating Queen than they had been when they started.
So, when the time of silence was past, the RAFians quickly went back to talking of other things. Desperate to keep their minds off of the ones they'd lost. As though putting it out of their minds would somehow make that awful empty truth, simply go away.
Russell had decided to take the opportunity, this rare moment when no life-or-death disasters were actively in the process of occurring, to formally enlist Rose and Michael as part of the team. He brought out the morphing cube from his pack, and held it out, reverently, to the two of them.
They both looked intrigued. Rose looked on in some mix of curious wonder and excitement, eager for the chance to try out this strange and awesome new power the RAFians had told her about. Michael seemed to show a flicker of recognition in his eye. Because, although this alien device was nothing he'd actually seen before, he could feel just the slightest tug of deja vu.
They both pressed their hands against the cube. Their eyes widened, as they felt the slight shock of the morphing power being transferred to them. Russell had, of course, already explained to them what to expect, but to actually feel that static tingle coursing through their nerves, it was a weird and wondrous experience.
"We've got plenty of battle morphs to choose from," Russell said, with a flourish, once the ritual was complete. Rose and Michael stared down at their hands, still taking in the reality of their new powers. "Let's see, here, we've got, a dragon-"
"Yo," Shock commented.
"-a bear,-"
"Howdy," Bear added.
"-an Ankylotyrannus," he continued, but Dino was too far away, and too distracted by her own conversation with Terenia, to hear him. Russell went on, listing all of the dangerous RAFians he could think of, at least those who were dangerous by virtue of their genetics. Lumy, and Estelore, of course, were off the table.
"And," he said, as he pressed the button on his Mark, <an Andalite.>
Michael tilted his head in curious wonder at the strange, yet not so strange as he should have seemed, alien before him. That graceful form, that powerful tail. Yes, indeed, something about it was familiar. The deja vu he had felt earlier was back, and more powerful than before. He was sure, quite sure now, that this must be a creature from the book he would have helped to write, in another timeline.
His eyes lingered on that tail. Russell, smiling that Andalite smile with just his eyes, snapped the blade forward, faster than the eye could see, demonstrating the natural speed and power of his true form.
Michael had made his decision. He placed his hand on Russell's shoulder, and the Andalite's eyes began to droop, as his DNA became part of Michael. Of course, this graceful alien had always been, in some way, a part of him, hadn't it?
Yes, he thought, as he felt the new DNA flowing through his blood,
this was how he would avenge Katherine's death.
Meanwhile, a red-tailed hawk had landed on Rose's shoulder. <Always good to have a bird of prey morph, you know,> Saffa said reasonably. Rose, hesitantly, still slightly in awe at her sister's hooked beak and magnificent wings, reached out a hand, and stroked the hawk's feathers.
"You know," Rose said, as Saffa went into the acquiring trance. "I've always thought, if I could choose my own powers, I'd have wanted something more like invisibility. No offense, or anything," she added quickly to Russell.
Saffa paused for a few seconds before answering, still a little loopy from being acquired. Then, she laughed gently. <When all this is over, and we find a way to fix RAF, you can come online. And then you are welcome to have whatever powers you'd like.>
Rose smiled, and nodded in agreement. Yes, she would like that.
Meanwhile, Terenia and Dino were having a very different conversation, on the opposite end of the TARDIS. "Is it true?" Terenia was asking. "About the three day limit? Your Yeerk found a way to beat it?"
"Carger was his name," Dino said shakily. She was back in human form. Feeling almost afraid of her Ankylotyrannus self, after having helplessly watched all of the terrible things Carger had done. "Not 'my Yeerk.' But, yeah. He didn't need to feed. And, it's not just him, either."
"What?" Myitt said incredulously. "You mean . . . "
"Yeah," Dino said, with a weary nod. "Queen, she altered their evolution somehow. I think she found some alternate reality where Yeerks don't need Kandrona."
Terenia closed her eyes sadly. "So, there are no Yeerk pools, then. Nowhere I could, even in theory, sneak a feeding." She sighed. "I had a hunch, it wouldn't be that easy."
Dino gave Terenia a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry," she said, feeling guilty to be the bearer of such bad news. "We'll find a way. Once we get the Time Matrix back, everything will be okay."
She nodded slowly. Trying not to think about what the future held for her.
"Which also means, there's no way to starve Yeerks out of their hosts," Demos added, having overheard their conversation. He looked at Dino. "Lucky yours was such a coward, then."
Dino looked a little nauseous at the alternate possibility that Demos seemed to be suggesting. But she nodded. "Yeah. Lucky." She held up her hand in front of her face, almost reverently, like she was marveling at it. Her queasy expression quickly turned into a relieved smile. Enjoying the simple pleasure of being able to move her own fingers.
"Oh, that reminds me," Dino suddenly said, loudly enough to make a few other RAFians turn their heads towards the conversation. "There's something else I found out from Carger. In the future, there are resistance groups. People actually fighting back against Queen."
"Free humans?" Phoenix asked hopefully.
"Not really, no," Dino admitted. "At least, I think they're mostly controllers. But, they don't like Queen any more than we do. They're doing whatever they can, in fact, to try to bring her down. They haven't had much luck, yet, but maybe they can help us." Dino smiled, having saved the best part for last. "And, their leader? Nobody knows his real name. He's proved to be dastardly hard to find, so even Queen has not yet been able to delete him from history. But, he goes by a code name. CloakedFigure."
"Cloak?" Seal wondered hopefully. "You really think it's him?" Suddenly she looked worried. "But, resistance or not, if you're right, he's a controller. I don't like that."
"Well, maybe if we can get the Yeerk to our side, we can manage a deal," Dino said hesitantly, with a look at Myitt and Terenia. "We, of all people, know that not all Yeerks are the same."
"That may be true," Jess pointed out. "But, remember, just because they oppose Queen, that does not necessarily mean they're in favor of hosts' rights."
"Still, we need to check it out, I think," Dino said. "In any case, they could make valuable allies. We'll need all the allies we can get." Dino took a deep breath. "Carger, he told Queen about how we escaped from RAF. She then used that information, to do the opposite. And, well, I don't know exactly what Queen brought back with her, from RAF into the real world. But we can guess it isn't good." She looked around at the other RAFians. "Like I said. We'll need all the help we can get."
Estelore was standing apart from the conversation. Listening, but lost in thought. Finally, they sighed, as though preparing to voice something they knew might not be well-received. "We think there may be another unexpected ally, that we can call upon, to help us. An old friend of ours. Someone who knows more about our enemy, than any of us. More, perhaps, than even the Yeerk resistances. Someone who, we believe, even Queen herself would never dare to harm."
Several of the other RAFians turned towards Estelore, intrigued. "Really? Who?" Phoenix wondered.
"Her name is Monica," Estelore began, hesitating. "But, you would probably know her better, by her username."
"Which is?" Underseen pressed.
" . . . AlmightyQueen."