Before you read this, you should likely read the capture and the Stranger,
they fill you in a bit of what is going on and give you true reasons for
why this is happening.
For all those whom have better things to do than read my remakes of an already good series, let me fill you in. This series is based on the original series, but with a few more characters. The new characters are somewhat special, and their presence was so far not noticeable as a difference in the story, but this is the turning point.
Think of having extra characters in a story to be equivalent to a ripple in a pond. At first, the change is only slight, and has little to no effect, but as the series goes on, the added characters will have a bigger impact on the series. This is the turning point in that continuity.
Sam, the character that narrates this book, is telekinetic, but not to an extreme degree. He only can move and manipulate what he could with his own strength, so he is still developing. In the capture, Sam was the one who was knocked into the yeerk pool and was infested by a yeerk, but this time it was a yeerk called Illnith. This yeerk was meant to be the one who took the mayor in the yeerk's newest campaign to control the city on a higher political level.
A lot is going on in the background though. First, The yeerk managed to use Sam and almost kill all the Animorphs, but Sam learned that due to his telekinetic power and relatively advance mind, he could more fully resist yeerk control.
This yeerk, however, was also known as Visser 41, a yeerk sent to earth from Visser One. Illnith also has an agenda with Visser Three and as sent to assassinate him. With Sam partially resistant, the two of them decided to work together and trick the Animorphs into believing that Illnith was dead and Sam was himself again.
After the Attacks on the three towers that held the land based kandronas (meant to feed the exploding number of yeerks on the brink of taking a more powerful command on earth.) ilnith is doomed to die, and thus begins our quest in this book....
Prologue
I didn't go home that night. It was becoming a habit with me, but I wasn't worried. Loyalties and love would come in time, and time was what I didn't have.
So I decided to go back to the mountainside. Behind the plateau where Whitney and I stayed on our little 'vacation' was a beautiful valley. It had a waterfall and a lake and trees and forest and caves. It was an oasis in the harsh mountain.
I loved that place, really, I did. But that wasn't the point.
The point was that I had a job to do and I didn't know who the hell I was working for. Jake, Whitney, Illnith? Myself? It didn't matter. Time would sort it all out. The ends justify the means, I always said. Kill a thousand to save a million.
On top of that, my goal helped all of the above. Jake would have one less enemy. Illnith would die happy. Whit would truly look up to me and her life would be made all the better. And I would feel the ever-pleasant feeling of accomplishment.
So I guess if I had to take up arms with the enemy, it was all right, as long as I accomplished my task. Time would tell.
As I dozed off, I shut off Illnith's nagging, urging voice, and I slept. I dreamed. I dreamed of failure, and success. Of fear, and loathing. But most of all, of anger, frustration. Was it a bad omen? Time would tell.
As I got ready for the day, I realized something.
Time was something I didn't have.
To kill a major icon in an alien empire. To make many lives easier. To make a temporary ally die happy. To give myself eternal happiness. It was bleak.
I had less than three days.
For all those whom have better things to do than read my remakes of an already good series, let me fill you in. This series is based on the original series, but with a few more characters. The new characters are somewhat special, and their presence was so far not noticeable as a difference in the story, but this is the turning point.
Think of having extra characters in a story to be equivalent to a ripple in a pond. At first, the change is only slight, and has little to no effect, but as the series goes on, the added characters will have a bigger impact on the series. This is the turning point in that continuity.
Sam, the character that narrates this book, is telekinetic, but not to an extreme degree. He only can move and manipulate what he could with his own strength, so he is still developing. In the capture, Sam was the one who was knocked into the yeerk pool and was infested by a yeerk, but this time it was a yeerk called Illnith. This yeerk was meant to be the one who took the mayor in the yeerk's newest campaign to control the city on a higher political level.
A lot is going on in the background though. First, The yeerk managed to use Sam and almost kill all the Animorphs, but Sam learned that due to his telekinetic power and relatively advance mind, he could more fully resist yeerk control.
This yeerk, however, was also known as Visser 41, a yeerk sent to earth from Visser One. Illnith also has an agenda with Visser Three and as sent to assassinate him. With Sam partially resistant, the two of them decided to work together and trick the Animorphs into believing that Illnith was dead and Sam was himself again.
After the Attacks on the three towers that held the land based kandronas (meant to feed the exploding number of yeerks on the brink of taking a more powerful command on earth.) ilnith is doomed to die, and thus begins our quest in this book....
Prologue
I didn't go home that night. It was becoming a habit with me, but I wasn't worried. Loyalties and love would come in time, and time was what I didn't have.
So I decided to go back to the mountainside. Behind the plateau where Whitney and I stayed on our little 'vacation' was a beautiful valley. It had a waterfall and a lake and trees and forest and caves. It was an oasis in the harsh mountain.
I loved that place, really, I did. But that wasn't the point.
The point was that I had a job to do and I didn't know who the hell I was working for. Jake, Whitney, Illnith? Myself? It didn't matter. Time would sort it all out. The ends justify the means, I always said. Kill a thousand to save a million.
On top of that, my goal helped all of the above. Jake would have one less enemy. Illnith would die happy. Whit would truly look up to me and her life would be made all the better. And I would feel the ever-pleasant feeling of accomplishment.
So I guess if I had to take up arms with the enemy, it was all right, as long as I accomplished my task. Time would tell.
As I dozed off, I shut off Illnith's nagging, urging voice, and I slept. I dreamed. I dreamed of failure, and success. Of fear, and loathing. But most of all, of anger, frustration. Was it a bad omen? Time would tell.
As I got ready for the day, I realized something.
Time was something I didn't have.
To kill a major icon in an alien empire. To make many lives easier. To make a temporary ally die happy. To give myself eternal happiness. It was bleak.
I had less than three days.