Title: The Scribbles
Summary: I have written bits and pieces of, I don't exactly know what, mini-fanfics (?) on some of my Animorphs books. Here are some of them. Usually written from the POV of the Animorphs and sometimes outsiders. Enjoy.
A/N: So a while back, when I was writing on Back To Before, it occurred to me to post them here. Tell me how you found them!
#1. The Invasion.
Destiny has a job for us…
They just barged in our lives. We never asked for it, never expected it. We were chosen to do something kids our age shouldn't do. It was not our job, was it, to save the world.
Why, then, do we sit in the barn and plot yet another desperate plan against the Yeerks?
Why!?
I don't know.
Neither do I know why nor how I became Jake, the Leader…
A wise man once said:
Sometimes, Power is thrust upon the unsteady hands, and by God, they can do surprising things.
How true. How true….
# 2. The Visitor.
Melissa Chapman is being visited….by an Animorph.
I feel like as if you don't recognize me anymore. I feel estranged. Like as if you don't care anymore. I don't know what happened but I feel, no, I KNOW, it is my fault. And I am sorry.
I never, ever, meant to hurt you.
Please. Please become your old self.
We were such a perfect family. What happened then? All of a sudden, I feel lonely, as if I am all alone. Don't abandon me. I'll die if you do.
I am sorry if I made a mistake.
Please become the same old mom and dad again. I will never argue with you, or trouble you in anyway.
Just….please… come back.
I am lonely, Mom, Dad.
Can you hear me?
I am crying. Come, please, comfort me.
I am your daughter! Have you forgotten that?
Melissa Chapman.
# 4. The Message.
Who are you?
Is it a friend? Or is it an enemy?
Is it a trap? Or a beckon of help?
I ask myself these questions as I wander in the dark room of my nightmares, my hands outstretched, searching for the mysterious unknown.
"Will Andalites ever come?"
"Yes, they will. You just see."
So many times I have reassured myself that they will be here. They will come.
But will they?
Doubt gnaws my inside, and I go back to wondering about my dream. Is it a ….bird?
A deer?
So many questions braid themselves in my mind.
Will they ever be answered?
Cassie.
# 20.
He has a snake for a pet, good grief!
Who are you? You come in our lives, subtle and surprising.
I feel sorry for you. I really do. But I can't help but dislike you. You are irritating, you know that?
But then again, it isn't your fault. Too much has happened with you.
But I still don't know you!
You feel wrong…
And I ask again: Who are you? You say your name is David. Are you as noble as the king you're named after?
I don't know why, but you seem wrong. Why do you strike me as the wrong thing?
I hope we are not making a mistake, David.
Are you a mistake, David?
Only Time will tell…
Marco.
# 22. The Solution
It is a human who makes a mistake.
And a human who corrects it.
We do the same.
David is our mistake.
But sometimes, mistakes can't be corrected it. They have to be wiped out, erased from the slate.
No traces left.
We are…sorry, David.
-- Animorphs.
Dear Diary,
Am I dark within? Is there a monster rearing in there? What happened to me? I know I was always the angry one, the impatient one.
But now?
I scare myself.
Sometimes, I can't understand the emotions I feel. Am unable to understand the high I feel before a battle. The undisguisable ecstasy.
Everybody is worried about me.
I know that.
Everybody is scared…
I don't know how that happened.
Please, somebody, tell me what happened. Where is the old Rachel gone?
How…how is it that I can kill and feel….nothing?
How!?
Am I going insane?
Is the dark side in me empowering me?
Oh, what is happening?
Somebody, tell me!
Rachel.
To Animorphs
I don't even know why I am writing this to you. It's not like as if I can post it or convey it to you.
Anyway, you know why I did it right? I mean, I wouldn't try to justify my actions because I am wrong, I know that.
Sadly, I don't care.
Back to the point. You have never been through what I have. My family was never a normal family. My dad being a spy and all…
They taught me two things: 1) Never trust anybody. 2) Never be anybody's slave.
You guys, you Animorphs, well; you all just basically treated me like that. I mean, who gives Rachel the right to call me a coward?!
Jake, Jake, Jake, Almighty Jake.
You are so good it drives me nuts. You need help, you know that? What rubbish about 'not being that way'! And that 'not harming the innocent'. I mean, please!
Marco.
What do I say about him? He was the first Animorph, heck the first guy at school, to be good to me. But he was doing that because he wanted something from me.
How predictable!
You Animorphs, you pretend to be such goody-goodies. Fact is- you all are hypocrites.
Rachel? Hey, hey, yes, you pretty blonde.
You and I…we have a score to settle.
You think that leaving me like this, trapped here are a rat, is the end of your problems? Well think again.
Because…guess what, I will be back.
Back to kill you, Rachel…
'Love'
David….
Author's Note: So how did you find it? There is more. Turn to chapter two for that.
Do you think it is too dramatic? I know, I think that too. But then again, I picked dramatic books so I suppose it's just natural. Right?
You find anything wrong, any suggestion for improvement, anything interesting/boring to say, say it to me. I would love to hear it. Any book you think I could try my hand on? Shoot!
I just love reviews, so bring 'em on!
Ginny.