Okay, so this fanfic is meant to be similar to a Megamorphs book in that it can be placed just about anywhere in the story line without really affecting anything before or after the fact. Similar, but not exactly the same, as it has to be some point after David. POVs will jump around, but I hope to keep them, for the most part, one character per chapter. That means there might be some short chapters, like this first one, which is more of a prologue than anything.

Disclaimer: I don't own Megamorphs or Animorphs or anything associated with them. I wish I did.

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Jake's POV

My name's Jake. I can't tell you my last name or my friends' last names or where we live, because it's too risky. See, we're in the middle of a battle with an alien race called the Yeerks. They're basically giant slugs that slide into your brain through your ear and slip into every crack and crevice, taking complete control of your body. They look through your memories and learn everything about you, so they're able to act as you would normally, making it seem like you're the same person, and all you can do is sit back and watch it happen, a slave in your own body. They've already enslaved several other races, and humans are next on the list. There's another alien race called the Andalites, who are more or less the good guys in all this.

My friends and I discovered a dying Andalite one night in an old construction site, and he gave us a power to help us fight back. The power to morph into any animal we touch. A power that the Yeerks would love to get a hold of. But if you think we're paranoid by not giving away our names and addresses, you'll think the Yeerks have a whole new brand of schizophrenia. We were recently told about a new entrance to a Yeerk pool, where they have to feed every three days and new hosts are enslaved, usually kicking and screaming the whole way. Erek, a Chee, which is pretty much a robot that looks like a metal dog when not hidden in a hologram, told us about this new opening, and the location of it was kind of scary.

See, it was behind the local police station, which meant that people could be arrested under false pretenses, brought to the station and dragged in back where the cells were, then forced through the back door and into the Yeerk pool. Our mission was, naturally, to destroy the entrance by any means necessary.

It was going well, all things considered. We figured that the Yeerks had installed Gleet Biofilters which would kill anything that was unauthorized to enter the old abandoned tool shed behind the station. Otherwise, it had seemed more or less unguarded. The plan was to destroy the shed, revealing the hole in the ground, which would force the Yeerks to bury the evidence. Because the shed had been abandoned, there was no way they could get away with building a new one. Unfortunately, the Biofilters were not the only things protecting the shed. We failed to realize that Hork-Bajir controllers- walking, talking, insanely tall living blue razors- were right inside the shed and lined up ready to attack inside the Yeerk pool.

So when my cousin, Rachel, in her elephant morph plowed through the wall, tens, no, hundreds of Hork-Bajir came swarming out of the little shed. Suddenly, we went from being in complete control of a routine mission to being a tiger, a wolf, a gorilla, an elephant, a hawk, and what appeared to be some strange cross between a blue deer and a scorpion, surrounded by hundreds of these human razors, in addition to human controllers who were now coming out with Dracon beams.

{Alright, who's been feeding the Hork-Bajir Controllers excessive amounts of wheat?} Marco, my best friend who was a gorilla at the moment attempted to joke. I assumed it was a joke from a video game, but none of us got it, and nobody cared.

As the "Fearless Leader" of our little group, I knew that I would be the one expected to come up with a plan. Expected to order everyone to safety. {Let's bail! And split up! Lose the Controllers and meet up at Cassie's barn. Tobias, distract the ones after Marco, he'll be the slowest. Ax, can you make a path for us?}

Rachel, who was big enough to stomp through the Hork-Bajir without getting critically injured, pushed through the horde of aliens and starting running for the forest, laughing maniacally. Rachel lives for danger, as Marco says, she's "Xena, warrior princess." Ax, as we call him, was the blue centaur looking thing known as an Andalite. He replied, {Yes, Prince Jake,} and began whipping that scorpion-like tail of his, taking out Hork-Bajir right and left. He couldn't take them all, but he didn't have to. Just enough for us to escape.

{Ax? Don't call me Prince. Marco? Lead the charge; you're the biggest. I'll go last.} I said dryly as the mob began to close in on us. Gorilla, wolf, alien, and tiger all made it through the swarm, but I lost track of everyone once they left. As I ran through them, I was constantly being sliced at, and one of them even got me right above my eye, rendering my right eye completely useless as blood ran into it. Somehow, miraculously, I managed to get far enough ahead of the Hork-Bajir to hide in a bush and demorph.

Once human again, I took a moment to catch my breath before straightening up and dusting myself off. If they caught up to me now, all they'd see is a weird kid in skin-tight bike shorts a t-shirt with no shoes on. Unfortunately, this wasn't a particularly good disguise, especially with the trail of blood that led to me. Concentrating on a peregrine falcon, I took a deep breath and let the DNA begin to transform me.

Unfortunately, I had been in such a hurry, I hadn't checked my surroundings very thoroughly. I knew I was ahead of the Hork-Bajir, and I was in a bush. A bush alongside a hiking trail that was on my right, the side that had been blinded when I was a tiger. As a human, I didn't even think to look that way, instead watching for Hork-Bajir Controllers that would be coming from behind me. Big mistake.

Marco's wheat joke was a Minecraft reference, for anyone who didn't catch it. I don't own Minecraft either, by the way.