The Predator by K. A. Applegate Page B
Authors: K. A. Applegate
simply.
I said.
Cassie said.
Ax said gently.
I wanted to yell, “Yes! Yes, it is your fault!”
But Cassie said what we all knew in our hearts.
It was true. But sometimes, when everything hits the fan, you don’t want the truth. You just want someone to blame. I muttered.
I could see an opening in the side of the Yeerk mother ship—a docking port. As I watched, a pair of quick Bug fighters flew in, dwarfed by the size of the opening.
A minute later, we entered the docking port and were suddenly bathed in deep red light.
Through the window, we could see Yeerk crewmen— Hork-Bajir, Taxxons, and two or three other alien species, in simple red or dark brown uniforms. And there were humans, too. My first reaction was hope. Humans!
But then I realized the truth. No. Human-Controllers. Yeerks. No different from the Hork-Bajir.
There was a slight shudder as the Blade ship came to a halt.
Jake asked.
I did the math.
Tobias confirmed.
I saw Jake extend his claws, as if he were thinking about using them. He glanced at where the door had once been, like he was measuring the distance. I knew that he was listening to the tiger in his head.
Then he seemed to relax. he said.
Cassie sidled up next to him and nuzzled him with her wolf’s muzzle.
I guess it should have been funny. The wolf and the tiger, sharing a tender moment. But all it did was make me a little jealous. They had each other.
I said.
Rachel agreed.
Ax hesitated. Then,
I answered.
Through the window we could see a lot of Hork-Bajir and Taxxons and humans running around, racing to get somewhere. They were lining up. And now, I noticed, there were distinct kinds of uniforms, one red and black, the other gold and black. The brown uniforms were all around the edges, like they were less important.
Suddenly, without warning, the window stretched open into a large, arched doorway. Fetid air rushed in, smelling of oil and chemicals and something else.
A ramp rose up from the steel floor outside to meet us. We were standing like a display at the top of the ramp. All around, filling this side of the docking bay, were uniformed Hork-Bajir, Taxxons, and humans. Most were in red and black. Perhaps two hundred creatures, standing in stiff rows, arranged by species.
About a quarter of the total were in gold and black. There were more humans in this group, but also some unusually massive Hork-Bajir.
Ax said.
I wanted to yell, “Yes! Yes, it is your fault!”
But Cassie said what we all knew in our hearts.
It was true. But sometimes, when everything hits the fan, you don’t want the truth. You just want someone to blame.
I could see an opening in the side of the Yeerk mother ship—a docking port. As I watched, a pair of quick Bug fighters flew in, dwarfed by the size of the opening.
A minute later, we entered the docking port and were suddenly bathed in deep red light.
Through the window, we could see Yeerk crewmen— Hork-Bajir, Taxxons, and two or three other alien species, in simple red or dark brown uniforms. And there were humans, too. My first reaction was hope. Humans!
But then I realized the truth. No. Human-Controllers. Yeerks. No different from the Hork-Bajir.
There was a slight shudder as the Blade ship came to a halt.
I did the math.
I saw Jake extend his claws, as if he were thinking about using them. He glanced at where the door had once been, like he was measuring the distance. I knew that he was listening to the tiger in his head.
Then he seemed to relax.
Cassie sidled up next to him and nuzzled him with her wolf’s muzzle.
I guess it should have been funny. The wolf and the tiger, sharing a tender moment. But all it did was make me a little jealous. They had each other.
Through the window we could see a lot of Hork-Bajir and Taxxons and humans running around, racing to get somewhere. They were lining up. And now, I noticed, there were distinct kinds of uniforms, one red and black, the other gold and black. The brown uniforms were all around the edges, like they were less important.
Suddenly, without warning, the window stretched open into a large, arched doorway. Fetid air rushed in, smelling of oil and chemicals and something else.
A ramp rose up from the steel floor outside to meet us. We were standing like a display at the top of the ramp. All around, filling this side of the docking bay, were uniformed Hork-Bajir, Taxxons, and humans. Most were in red and black. Perhaps two hundred creatures, standing in stiff rows, arranged by species.
About a quarter of the total were in gold and black. There were more humans in this group, but also some unusually massive Hork-Bajir.
Ax said.
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