Book 46-The Deception

"This is the resistance."
I had never heard more pride in Prince Jake's voice.  I know I had never been more proud of him.
--Jake, Ax

Why do I fight for and with a people not my own?  Because in many way, these humans
have become my own.
--Ax

"You know what I love about this life?  There's never a dull
moment.  Freakin' never."
--Marco

But I had made friends.  We were our own family.  And this was still our fight.  I was Andalite.  And, in a way, I was human.
--Ax

"Ax.  Do you think the Andalites are coming?"
<I do not know, Prince Jake.  I honestly do not know.>
--Jake, Ax

"Okay, the Yeerks want Earth.  Well, they can't have it."
--Jake

"I'm not sure I could live with myself if we didn't do all that we could."
"And I'm not sure I could live with myself if we did."
..."I know, I know.  But...doesn't it always come down to each one of us, acting all alone, asking ourselves:  Am I right in doing whatever it takes for the greater good?  And, do I trust myself enough to know I won't become evil in the process?  It always comes down to something that personal."
..."If there's one person I trust to keep his decency, it's you, Jake."
Marco folded his arms.  Nodded at Rachel.
"You, we're not so sure of."
--Jake, Cassie, Marco

<I'm pretty sure the guys in red are crash and salvage crews.  Yeah, and explosive ordnance disposal.>
<No wonder Rachel likes the red.>
--Jake, Marco

<What do we get for risking our butts?  Nothing. 
Nada.>
<What about the satisfaction of knowing you're protecting the freedom of all human beings?>
<Huh.  Well there is that.>
--Marco, Cassie

<Oh, I trust you to be ruthless, Ax-man.  Ultra-focused.  Heartless, even.  What I'm not sure of is what this stunt is all about.  Is it really about saving human lives?  Or about pumping up Andalite glory.>
--Marco

I had chanced the lives of thousands of humans for the sake of millions.  And in doing so, I had acted as had many Andalite warriors before me.  I had presumed.  I had meddled.  I had acted as I had often condemned.  And I had won--we had won--but at what personal price?  Would my friends ever forgive me?  Would I ever forgive myself?
"Would you have done it, Andalite?  Would you really have done it?"
I was unable to respond.  I have enough to answer for.
--Ax, Visser Three