Chapter 2 You see, on a sudden influence I just had to know who my father was. That's when it accured to me, I could morph human, go to the library and check out records. So that's what I did. When I got there I found out that my dad was a guy named Alan Fangor. He excelled in all of his classes. He especially liked history. He went on to write software, and was pretty good at it too. Then one day, about eight months before his only son (me) was born he disappeared. I was hooked. I had the computer check for any articles on him and there was one. It was his graduating photo. He was on the honor roll and when a teacher was asked if he knew him he had said "Sure I knew Al Fangor, he was out of this world, and he was always polite." Then another one popped up; it was just after his disappearance. His work buddy, a guy named Bill somebody or a another, said that he had always acted like he knew something, he and his wife, Loren too. During questioning Loren said, at first, that she knew what it was, then denied the whole thing. People started saying aliens had abducted him and every one just accepted that story because it was right during the time with all the alien reports. Every one accepted that. Every one except my mom, Loren, who looked so hard she got lost and died, leaving her son, Tobias, to live with his aunt and uncle who later got divorced. "Al Fangor," I said aloud. Suddenly I was in a construction site with a dying Andalite at my feet. he was saying. Then my mind did a rewind and he was saying again, but this time he didn't say 'Elfangor' he said 'Al Fangor.'