This is just something I was thinking about earlier and tought I should post it. I have no idea where this is going so suggestions are appreciated. Enjoy & review!
Disclaimor: I don't own Animorphs.
Chapter 1 {Tobias POV}
A dark figure stood towering over me. I knew who it was even before I saw him. I felt his evil precense near.
Visser Three.
He laughed. A horrible sound that echoed through my mind. ((Well, well my little andalite bandit. I guess you get the lucky chance to be infested first.)) ((Never! I'd rather die!)) I responded.
I was in the yeerk pool in my battle morph. A cougar. It suddenly struck me I didn't know why the hell I was there. What's going on? What am I doing here? Why was I alone? Where were my friends?
((Die? Oh no my little andalite. You are too worthy of a host. You will lead us to the other bandits and I will personally be there. I hope they'll resist so that I can hear their minds scream!)) I struck! No way was I going to be infested. No freaking way! I dug my teeth into him. ((Aaagh!)) Visser 3 cried. I raised my claws.
Suddenly they weren't claws anymore. They were fingers. I looked down and realized I was human. I looked up and Visser 3 was still there. He laughed. Then something weird happened. His face began to change.
It didn't take long to realize I knew this face. It was my dad's! "What?" I asked silently. "Surprised Tobias?" he asked. "No. No! This can't be happening. No!" I cried.
"Take him" he sneered. Two hork-bajir came. They grabbed me by my arms and dragged me along. "Leave me alone you filthy slugs!" I yelled. "No you can't do this you can't" I kicked one of the hork-bajir. Of course nothing happened. I tried to morph. Nothing!
"Let go! LET GO!" I struggled. We reached the end of the pier. "NO! NO!" They pushed my head down the water. I felt something slimy touch my ear. A yeerk.
I felt it slither inside my ear. No, this can't be happening. I can't become a controller. No! "NO!"
"Tobias. Tobias wake up!" I snapped my eyes open. I was in my bed. In my room. All my clothes were drenched in my sweat. I sat up. "Dad?" "Tobias are you okay?" he asked.
A dream. It had just been a dream. "Yeah I'm fine" I answered. He looked at me worried. "You're shaking" I realized he was right. I was shaking.
"I'm just cold." I lied. He sat down next to me. "What were you dreaming?" "I forgot." Another lie. He looked at me. "You were screaming." he said. Another worried look. " I was?" I asked. "Yeah. You were screaming 'Let me go. Let me go' Are you alright?"
"Yeah I'm fine" He gave me one last worried look before he left. I lay down in my bed thinking. There's no way I'm going back to sleep now, I tought.
I opened my window. I stripped my outer clothing down to my morphing suit. You can't morph anything that's not skintight. I morphed owl and took flight.
Now you're just thinking I'm crazy. Believe me I'm not. I wish I were though. Then everything would be fine with the universe. No more problems. No more war. And especially, NO MORE YEERKS!
That's right a war. You see we are not the only sentient species in this universe. And some other species called yeerks are trying to take over earth.
They're parasites. They crawl into your head and control you. You try to walk, you can't. You want to talk, you can't. You can't even blink unless the yeerk wants you too.
That's why me and my friends fight them. Five teenagers and an andalite artish against an entire yeer army. We're doomed.
Fortunately, for you, we're not all that helpless. One night my friends and I were walking through the abondaned construction site where we witnessed an andalite landing. Prince Stiliam.
He told us about the yeerks and then gave us a power. The power to morph. To become any animal we want just by touching it.
Of course morphing has its limits. For example we can't remain in morph for more than two hours or we'll be stuck in that morph. Forever.
I realized I was close to the time limit and headed back home. I stopped when I saw the lights in my room on. My parents were in there looking for me.
I am so dead.