Author's Note: Yes, I'm doing the Prologue, Chapter One, and Chapter Two right off the back. This is an Animorphs fanfiction, but it takes place in my hometown of Louisiana and it stars me, two of my friends, and two made up characters as stars. Another friend's going to join later in the story. This is what I've been wanting to work on.
Terror In Higgins
Prologue
They're still here. We did our best to stop them. We sacrificed nearly everything to stop them. But they were always much stronger then us. They always outnumbered us. Our successes were minor to their successes. Eventually it came down to the point where, no matter how hard we fought, our victories meant nothing.
It was our last battle, our last stand, and we lost. After all the trouble we gave them, they didn't want to infest us. They slaughtered us. They started off with Rachel. She was brave and she went forward, willingly, to her death. Marco, on the other hand, had to be dragged away. He was always trying to be funny and he went out trying to be funny. For Tobias, they gave the worst of deaths. Tobias was stuck in the form of a red-tailed hawk. They chained him down and fed him to the Taxxons, cannibilistic worms who have a habit for tearing their victims apart with their razor sharp teeth. I can still hear the hawk's cries of pain inside my head. And then they took Cassie and I. We saw Rachel and Marco in the room we were taken into, but I instantly felt how hot it was in there.
It was stupid, but with their technology, they could do it. I suppose they wanted to do it because it would be easier to clean up the mess. They cooked us to death. They cooked us like those two girls in Final Destination 3, even though that was fake and this is the real deal. We were dying slowly and painfully, but as for I, I was given a chance to warn you thanks to the Elimist. The Elimist teleported me here. I came with this blue box and the materials needed to write this story.
My name is Jake Berenson. There's no need to hide anymore since we're going to die anyway. Earth is being invaded by aliens. My world has already fallen to these invaders. I want to keep them from taking this place as well. That's why I'm leaving you this blue box. Touch it and you will be able to acquire DNA from any person or animal you touch. All you have to do is concentrate while making physical contact and you'll take it in. From there, just think of shifting into that you acquire and you will change. This is the power we held, the power of Morphing. There are plenty of rules for this power, but here are the main two rules. If you stay in morph for longer then two hours, you'll be stuck in that form forever. To demorph, you think of shifting back into your human form. You have to demorph to morph into another from. Remember that and you will be fine.
The last thing you need to know is this. Whether you believe me or not, trust no one. These invaders, Yeerks, are parasites who crawl through your ear canal, flatten themselves into the crevices of your brain, and take control you entirely. When a Yeerk is in control of your body, you are what we know as a Controller. You can see, smell, hear, feel, and touch, but the Yeerk is making you do everything. Anyone can be a Controller. Anyone can be a Yeerk. I'm taking a risk just leaving this here, but it's Earth's last hope.
I've said all that needs to be said, however, so I must go. It's time for me to join my friends in death.
Jake Berenson's Final Words