The Chronicals of the Eiderlosians, 1, The Awakening

by Grimwar the Second

I'd like to have constructive criticism and for this one. the Animorphs and Cybertronian species both have one thing in common. Both of their homeworlds have fallen as a result of an aggressive army. What happens if the two species meet? Warning! Do not read if you don't like spoilers to the Prime and Beast hunters tv series.

In the beginning, they called themselves the Maludrati. In the beginning, they were everything. We were created by them, by those gods who numbered in billions of un-named individuals. They did not want to have a race of slaves. Or a mindless army to destroy whoever they chose. What they wanted was a race to eventually inherit all that was theirs. Because they knew that they were soon going to die. So the greatest of the gods among them, named Arjidor, the one charged with creating and giving us our inheritance. Lynyta, she was charged with teaching us everything we needed to know. Drudmazir, who was charged with protecting us from the evil ones and teaching us how to protect them. semothreids, who taught us the difference between right and wrong. And Rakalir, a completely righteous being who taught us leadership and supervised the others efforts. Created and taught us everything we needed to know.

Then after 100 years, they left us, so we could plant the seeds of our civilization on Eiderlose as we see fit. And we thrived and prospered over the millennia expanding to every corner of Eiderlose. Eventually we made airplanes, automobiles, and advanced medicines for our illnesses. We were testing the first prototype starships within 4 centuries and it was a huge success. There was a celebration that lasted for an Eiderlosian year. We were in our golden age. We were in our time. It was the time of the Animorphs

Then the huborns came. They came in starships much more advanced than our own from a world unknown. they invaded Eiderlose so they could take her as their own homeworld. They may have had starships, but they were more primitive than cavemen for they had no art, music, or literature. They only cared for 2 things. Power, and killing. And we fought like the warrior culture we were, we had skills honed from a lifetime of training updated and passed down from generation to generation. But the huborns had experience and a killing instinct that only an abomination is supposed to have. We were dieing a slow agonizing death. Eventually, the Grand Counsel made a final, last ditch effort. 1000 other plans were tried and failed. We would win the war, and destroy the huborns who were repopulating the planet by the billions. But we will lose Eiderlose, and we will most likely not survive the war ourselves. We used the nukes, entire cities went up in flame, smoke, brimstone, and raw primal terror. While all the cultural artifacts, historical documents, religious relics, and Animorphs we could save from the huborns was loaded up onto the warships that now carried us to our final journey across the stars. To worlds, un-nkown