I am so sorry. Between school, my computer deciding to go for what it fell to be broken 3 months and a big problem i couldn't find out how to solve I just couldn't update. Well here it is. Oh a review asked why they were so young. Well the think is the would need a whole sumer to even star a real war bonding and between this and that Harry hasn't spend a whole free summer in his uncle house since he enter Howarts son we needed to go past Howarts. I do not own anything except the plot that was born once i was veryyy sleepy.

I don't know what bug enter my mind in that moment but i think it was contagious because Tobias wanted to join me. I just that even if we were afraid we couldn't just watch him die we had to do something..

I jumped to my feet. I pick up a steel rod that was abandoned when they quite the mall project.

"I guess it was too much for us . It had to be, because there was no way that we, of which only i have found a "weapon" were going to do anything against them".

No!

The Andalite's silent cry made me hesitate. I felt Marco's hands grabbing at my shirt and

pulling me back. Rachel put her hand over my mouth. That bring me to reason( I must not look like a fool. At least not if Rachel can lord me over it).Jake looked like we would like to join us but luckily Cassie was the near one to him( I haven't mentioned it Jake, Marco and me have pass the girls are icky state Jake is as always a step ahead. He has a crush on Cassie. And of course Marco and me do not now about it and Jake doesn't speak while sleep)

"Shut up, you idiot!" Marco hissed. "You're just going to get us all killed."

"Stop Harry and you too Tobias." Rachel said as she pull me further back. "He doesn't want you to die for him. Don't you realize? He's dying for us."

I shoved Marco away angrily,even if i knew he was right.

I looked over the wall again. The Andalite prince was helpless in the grasp of Visser Three. I saw him held high in the air. I saw Visser Three open his monstrous, gaping jaws.

I saw the Andalite fall into that open mouth. The mouth closed. The teeth ripped the Andalite apart. And the Andalite Prince Elfangor-Sirinial-Shamtul died.

At the very end, he cried out. His cry of despair was in our heads. His cry will always be in our heads. And for a strange reason i felt as i had lose a dear friend.

The Hork-Bajir-Controllers began making a huffing sound, like whuh-whuh-whuh. Maybe

they were laughing or applauding. The Taxxon-Controllers rushed forward and crowded

around Visser Three. They seemed to be stretching up toward him, and then I saw why - a

piece of the Andalite fell from the Visser's jaws and the nearest Taxxon greedily gobbled it

up.

Tobias turned away and covered his face with his hands. I think it was because he is smaller than us he was having more trouble that us and we where really screw over this. Cassie had tears streaming from her eyes. So did I. And amazingly enough so was Rachel.

I heard a sound that was strange because it was so normal. It was laughter. Human laughter.

The humans . . . the Human-Controllers - because that's what they were - were laughing, like

they were at some kind of a show. For a moment ft seemed to me that one of those laughing

voices was familiar, like I'd heard it before. But then the sound was swallowed up in the

huffing of the Hork-Bajir.

At the same time Visser Three morphed out of his monstrous form and slowly regained his Andalite body.

Ah, I heard him think..say?, nothing like a good Antarean Bogg morph for . . . really savor the taste of victory.

Again the Human-Controllers laughed and the Hork-Bajir-Controllers huffed, and I heard a

familiar human laugh I could not quite place.

Marco started throwing up. It was an understandable thing to do. The only reason I wasn't was that i hadn't enough food on my stomach. But somehow that sound caught the attention of the nearest Hork-Bajir. The snake-like creature head turned. He was perfectly still.

We were perfectly still. And holding our breath.

The Hork-Bajir turned toward us. The nearsighted eyes were aimed directly at our little

hiding place.

I don't know who panicked first. Maybe it was me. Maybe we'd just had all the fear and horror we could stand. It was like an electric shock went through all of us. We were running before I had a chance to even know what I was doing. I ran. I gasped for air.

A cry went up from the Hork-Bajir.

"Split up," I yelled nearly at the same time as Jake. "They can't follow all of us."

Marco and Tobias and Cassie took off in three different directions. Rachel was still right

beside me. Glancing back, I saw the Hork-Bajir hesitate, unsure of who to chase.

Rachel and I are the fastest runners. With Jake close behind. Tobias is totally out of shape and as Marco and Cassie are too short to be really fast. So I figured if the aliens were going to chase anyone, it ought to be us.

I guess Rachel thought the same thing. She slowed down just a little and began yelling and

waving her arms. "Come on, come on, you - " And then she said some words I didn't realize

Rachel even knew.

The two nearest Hork-Bajir snapped around and took off after us. "Ghafrash! Here! Ghafrash fit! Enemy! Get!"

Even in my panic it surprised me. They were talking some mix of their own alien language and ours.

"Ghafrash fit nahar! I get! I kill!"

I ran. Suddenly my foot slammed something and I was down. I hit the ground hard. The wind

was knocked out of me. I tried to fill my lungs again. Rachel ran on. She didn't know I had

fallen.

A spear of red light struck a concrete pipe just beside me. The concrete vaporized. The two

Hork-Bajir were coming after us, bounding like some devil kangaroos. I was up and running. Vaporizing weapons tend to that to one body.

Rachel must have realized I wasn't with her anymore. She stopped and started to come back

toward me.

"Don't be an idiot!" I yelled. "Run!"

She hesitated just a second. But she knew she couldn't do anything more for me. She ran. I saw a dark hole ahead and raced toward it.

A doorway. Inside it was as black as a grave. It was one of the buildings that had almost been completed. Just bare concrete walls and scattered junk and homeless trash. But I knew I had been in here before Jake and I had walked all through it. There were hallways and little side rooms. It was like a maze.

Marco! Rachel! Had they gotten away? And what about Cassie and Tobias?

I tried to get my brain to concentrate as I scurried across the first big room. There was a corridor . . . somewhere. I groped in the dark and found a wall. I heard the sound of claw like feet, huge, tearing, rending claw feet scraping over the bare concrete. A bottle went skittering across the floor.

The Hork-Bajir was close! And in the total darkness my superior human vision wasn't much

use. But I knew my way around the empty building.

At least, I would have known my way around if my brain had been working.

I felt my hand go into emptiness. A doorway. Yes! It led down a hallway. I went through just as the light came on behind me. Someone had brought a flashlight

"Efnud to tell fallay nyot fit? Whatever order."

"No. No need to capture them. Whoever you find, kill."

The first voice had been Hork-Bajir. The second voice was human. And the weird thing was,

that voice sounded familiar. I tried to think. I knew I'd heard that voice somewhere. Where?

Where?

"Just save the head," the human told the Hork-Bajir. "Bring that to me and we can identify it.

"

I slid quickly along the wall.

The light followed just steps behind me.

I racked my brains. Had there been a passageway . . . ? Yes, there it was. As silently as I could, I slipped into it. The flashlight beam was just inches behind me.

I kicked something soft.

"Hey!"

It was a man! He had been lying on the ground, wrapped in a blanket.

"Hey, get outta here. This is my place, and I ain't got nothin' for you to steal."

I started to warn him, but one of the Hork-Bajir was there!

The flashlight landed on the homeless man's face. He blinked like an owl. There was an alcove. Right behind me. I backed through. The homeless guy screamed. I heard the sound of a scuffle.

Maybe the guy got away. I hope so. But I never found out, because with the Hork-Bajir distracted, I ran. I ran and ran and ran. And as I ran, I really hoped it was all just a dream.

Somehow I made it home. I don't know how. I have no memories of anything after that last

sight of the Hork-Bajir until I arrived at my house and hearing i have arrive just in time so i wasn't going to be punish and never to repeat it that last minute arrival.

I wish I had no memories of anything that happened that night. If only I could forget it all . . .

When i arrived i revived a phone call. Jake have being calling all of us and i was the last one to arrive. Everyone was shaky, but they were all alive. Rachel told Jake at least a hundred times to apologize to me in the instant he could communicate for leaving me. Marco just kept asking him if he was sure this wasn't a dream.

I guess I should have had the worst nightmares of my life that night, but I didn't. The world of nightmares was a joke compared to my new reality.

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Thank to all of the persons to review and sorry i forgot to said i have nothing against the English school system it was only a thing i had to say plot wise. Oh other thing seeing the communities that add me are six i want to thank them too very much.