The Protector
1 Animorphs
My name is Draconis.
The time for further introductions is not yet at hand.
I will tell you this though. You are not alone in this universe. Your world, Earth, has been occupied since the early 1960's by an alien race.
No, you haven't seen this race, or if you have, there's no chance you'll be reporting its existence to the authorities.
This alien race is known as the Yeerks. A parasitic race of "slugs" whose primary purpose is to enslave other races by means of slithering within the crevices of the inner ear and taking over the mind of the host body. These hosts are Controllers, no longer able to function alone. Every thought the Controller has, every movement he makes, all is controlled by the Yeerk. Controllers can be anyone. They can be your best friend, your teacher, your mailman, your crossing guard, even your own parents.
Not a soul is immune from these aliens… everyone is subject to their every whim.
But… there is a light in this darkness… a rebellion unlike anything you can imagine. Five human children and one Andalite aristh are the only means of protecting this world, and they are succeeding because of their own ability to morph, acquired from a dying Andalite prince in an abandoned construction site.
1 Animorphs
My name is Draconis.
The time for further introductions is not yet at hand.
I will tell you this though. You are not alone in this universe. Your world, Earth, has been occupied since the early 1960's by an alien race.
No, you haven't seen this race, or if you have, there's no chance you'll be reporting its existence to the authorities.
This alien race is known as the Yeerks. A parasitic race of "slugs" whose primary purpose is to enslave other races by means of slithering within the crevices of the inner ear and taking over the mind of the host body. These hosts are Controllers, no longer able to function alone. Every thought the Controller has, every movement he makes, all is controlled by the Yeerk. Controllers can be anyone. They can be your best friend, your teacher, your mailman, your crossing guard, even your own parents.
Not a soul is immune from these aliens… everyone is subject to their every whim.
But… there is a light in this darkness… a rebellion unlike anything you can imagine. Five human children and one Andalite aristh are the only means of protecting this world, and they are succeeding because of their own ability to morph, acquired from a dying Andalite prince in an abandoned construction site.