Animorphs 2.0

When The Yeerks Came

Fifteen years later

I have detected something on the scanners. A lot of somethings. Landing all over Earth. I left the room and close the door to the monitor room. Tobias was in bed, sleeping. I went to the kitchen and told Loren,

"We have a problem." She came with me to see and tears began to fill her eyes. By the shape of the spaceships we saw our doom. Bug fighters. Yeerk landing ships. I'd had no idea; I hadn't thought of this, I thought we'd be safe here, on this faraway, unknown planet called Earth. I should've known better.

"They're here?" Loren asks. I pulled her close to me so she could cry on my chest. "What'll we do, Elfangor?"

"We'll be patient." I told her. "We can't go guns blazing with this one. We don't know what their plan is yet." I made her look me in the eye. "Loren. We're prepared for this. We won't let them hurt us."

Weeks later, Loren came home with the final proof. "It's undoubtedly true. The Sharing is a front for the Yeerks."

I put my head in my hands. "The Yeerks are cleverer than I thought. Using the human desire to belong to enslave people. They'll flock to them like sheep." Loren came up behind me and rubbed my back. I reached behind me to put my arm around her waist.

"It'll be okay. We'll do something." She said.

"How?" I asked. "We have no way to fight them!"

"Yes we do. We can use the-"

"No! Loren, no!" I interrupted her, standing up suddenly. "We've talked about this. No!"

"We haven't talked about this Elfangor! I bring it up and you tell me no. You can't just keep ignoring this. It's a perfectly good option that we can use. You're the one who wants to fight, so let me fight!"

I walked away from the table, exasperated. "No Loren. Not that way."

"This is because of you, isn't it?" She yelled at my back. "You can't fight so you don't want me to?"

I turned back so she could see the fury on my face. All of a sudden, the expressions on her face changed and she reached out to me. "I'm sorry." She said quietly.

<I'm going to pick up Tobias.> I told her and walked out the door.

Driving to Tobias's school I calmed down. Maybe it's because I thought about it more and realized she may be right. I realized how scared I was of her fighting alone, not having me there to protect her.

"Hey, Dad." Tobias said, waving goodbye to his friends as he entered the car. Driving him home from school, he told me about his day. I quietly listened to the drama in my son's life while still thinking about my argument with Loren. When we got home, Loren and I pretended everything was alright. Only when we said goodnight to him, did things change. Every night, since his childhood I'd tell him a story. Always from my own people. I told him about our ancestors and our growth across time. I told him about the heroes of my people. One night I even told him of the Escafil device, that which gives Andalites the power to morph, and of those who used its. He seemed to like that. They'd been superheroes to him and he even made up stories about them. No longer though. One night, about a year ago, Tobias told me he was getting too old for these stories. I was slightly taken aback, but understood. He felt he was growing too old for fairy tales. Tonight, after slightly avoiding each other, I wait in bed for Loren to join me. She soon did, stepping into the room cautiously and closing the door. She came close to the bed where she joined me, curling up to my side.

"I'm sorry." She said again.

I pulled her close, as she rested her head on my shoulder. "No. You're right. I shouldn't keep it away from you like that."