Devolvers - The Excuse | Chapter 6
#7 of Devolvers Chapter-by-Chapter
"Devolvers" is an unofficial sequel taking place directly after the events of the "Animorphs", by K.A Applegate. It takes place within universe, however, does not directly include any of the original characters, simply describing my version of what could have unfolded following the ending of the war and the Andalite technology falling into a few extremist's hands.
Dark. Light. Dark. Light. Dark.
Written by brazy "birb" seeker
Inspired by K.A. Applegate's "Animorphs"
CHAPTER 6
"WAKE UP!" A voice yelled to me "WAKE UP GODDAMNIT! PLEASE! No no no no..."
The voice seemed so far off. I tried to reach out to touch the words, but my arms didn't work. The voice was trying to tell me something, I could feel it envelop me, but it was just noise. I could almost touch it if everything would stop being so fuzzy.
"Okay, Okay. I'll fix this. Fuck, what do I do...This is all my fault..."
I felt my body being picked up. I didn't weigh very much, maybe I was being stolen away. That wouldn't be so bad.
I was carried for what felt like forever. Sometimes I could see bits of road passing by, but it was fuzzy. Having my eyes open hurt, there was this bright light that was burned into them that I couldn't get to go away, it was staring at me. My eyes faded between half-open and closed.
I remember the sound of a familiar door opening, a car door. I was laid down in the back gently and felt a blanket snuggling up to me.
The voice spoke again and I could feel a caress on my face. "I'm going to get us out of here. California. It's where you've always wanted to go. It'll be okay, just sleep back there. We will be there soon, if this car has it in it. We can figure out how to morph! Maybe that can help you. Just hold on buddy, soon we can forget it all..."
I heard a door latch at my head. Forgetting sounded nice. The light faded above me and I finally let my eyes close. I was too tired. It was time to sleep. This seat was cozy enough, maybe just a little nap. I would be up and ready for school mom, leave me alone. I just want to be alone, just let me sleep.
I just want to be alone...
"VROOOM- SCREEEECH"
Light.
It burned on my skin, I needed to get it off. I tried to scratch off the light but I couldn't make my arms move.
Arms are stupid anyway.
The rumbling, my whole world seemed to vibrate in such a familiar way. Where was I...
I saw my dad. He's drunk again, that's what it is. Please dad, drive slower, I'm gonna hurl.
I don't want to crash. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die...
I rolled over and wrapped up in the blanket tight, covering my eyes.
That was better. No more outside. Dark was good. Dark was for sleep.
Dark.
The world was black outside my eyes.
This was good. No more burning. But there was still that same rumbling. Why won't someone make it go away, it was so loud.
One day I would be free. One day there would be nothing left for me here. One day it would be nothing but death and peace.
I was in the forest. I escaped the rumbling. I escaped everything. I was free, I'd never be found again.
I would die here. I would absorb into the universe as if I were never there.
A blip in time, burning out as fast as I appeared.
That's okay. Everything was okay. Sleepy time again.
Light.
I felt water slipping down my throat. I swallowed, but that was all I could do.
I was with my mom. I was small again. She rested her hand on my head. Fever.
I don't want to die...
No moving, moving hurts.
Eyes don't open, too bright.
The world stopped rumbling though, that was good.
Everything was good.
No more thirst. Good.
Time to sleep again.
Dark.
Oh god, everything hurts. EVERYTHING HURTS!
I could feel my broken bones grinding together with every rumble of the car.
I could feel my chest compressed in, I could feel the countless cracked ribs.
It felt like my entire body was on fire. I don't want to die.
_Sleep! Sleep! Sleep! _
Sleep is good. No thinking. Only sleep.
Rumbling again. Rumbling means sleep. Will think about pain later. Now only sleep.
Light.
I heard something familiar, it wasn't the rumbling. Rumbling was still there. It was different. Music, my music. The world was playing my music outside.
I listened to my music for a while. I even looked at the ceiling some, the ceiling was nice too, the light didn't burn as much anymore. I felt the pain some, it hurt. Pain was less good, music was okay. Darkness was still better though.
It was good, music is good, especially my music. Ceiling is good. Everything is good, except pain. I didn't like the pain.
Music is good for sleeping. It was time to sleep again, I was awake enough.
Maybe dying was okay. I wonder what comes next...
Maybe nothing.
Maybe everything.
Dark. "Hey Miguel, guess where we are?" I heard a far off voice say. "I just stopped at a gas station, spent the last bit of our cash on fuel and more water for you, but it's okay. We're in Vegas baby! That's where dreams are made, heh! I wish you could see it, the lights are amazing! I wish you could have seen all of this..."
Vegas sounded nice. I remember seeing it in magazines, all those buildings lit up like a big adult carnival. Too bad it was time to sleep again soon, otherwise maybe I would take a look
"I just thought I would update you again. I hope you're cozy back there, I got you another blanket, a bigger one!" The voice continued, chuckling some. It seemed scared about something. I can't imagine what, everything was perfectly okay.
"Anyways, you just rest some more. We should be in California soon, hopefully by dawn. This old car isn't doing so hot though, I really wish your dad had changed the oil. We've only been doing 40 half the way... Hopefully it's got another couple hundred left in it..."
This was good. I'm glad the voice was having a good time, everything was good. It said we would be somewhere soon, so I would need to start waking up. I suppose I could do that for the voice, it seemed nice. Good enough reason to do anything, I was sleeping enough.
Maybe after just one more nap...