Ahhh! I'm actually writing an Animorph fan fiction. I am a bit ashamed of
myself. After all, it's been years since I read them, and even more years
since I was obsessed with them. But. I dunno, I was just suddenly inspired.
It's a Tobias story. That's all I really know for sure right now, but it
should wrap up most of his life pretty well.
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Prologue..
Lauren held the infant child in her arms with a tearful smile. It was her first child, and she knew as she held him in her arms, that he was the most precious, most beautiful, most incredible thing she had ever seen. And so small. That she could have created a whole new person, that he had come from her, and that she could now hold and love him, was absolutely amazing. There was nothing that could possibly make this moment any better.
Except perhaps. If her husband could have been there. He had left about a year ago. This was factual knowledge to her, something she just knew, something it seemed she had always known really. But if she really thought hard about the matter, she found it was incredibly vague and she knew no details about it, and yet, was incapable of questioning it. It was as if her mind wouldn't allow her to dwell on the matter to long. In fact, she couldn't really remember her husband at all. She just accepted that there had been one, and that he had left.
This was the work of the Ellimist. The creature who had come and taken her husband away, and left her with a vague knowledge of his existence at one time, yet with an inability to wonder at who he was or why he had left. In truth, he was an Andalite war-prince named Elfangor. An alien. He had tired of war and violence and had suffered too much pain and confusion and had thought to hide away in peace on the planet of Earth, with his love, the human girl, Lauren. For many years he had lived happily on Earth, living as a human, almost forgetting his past life. He went to school, he got married, got a job, and even had a son. But that was the day that the Ellimist appeared to him. He told him that he was not where he was meant to be, that the Universe's fate depended on him taking a different course, living a different life, so that he would end up in a certain place at a certain time, when he was needed.
Reluctantly, Elfangor left everything he loved and returned to his former life, and took up fighting again. And at least he could be happy with the knowledge that his son was still safe on Earth, and that he would be happy.
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Prologue..
Lauren held the infant child in her arms with a tearful smile. It was her first child, and she knew as she held him in her arms, that he was the most precious, most beautiful, most incredible thing she had ever seen. And so small. That she could have created a whole new person, that he had come from her, and that she could now hold and love him, was absolutely amazing. There was nothing that could possibly make this moment any better.
Except perhaps. If her husband could have been there. He had left about a year ago. This was factual knowledge to her, something she just knew, something it seemed she had always known really. But if she really thought hard about the matter, she found it was incredibly vague and she knew no details about it, and yet, was incapable of questioning it. It was as if her mind wouldn't allow her to dwell on the matter to long. In fact, she couldn't really remember her husband at all. She just accepted that there had been one, and that he had left.
This was the work of the Ellimist. The creature who had come and taken her husband away, and left her with a vague knowledge of his existence at one time, yet with an inability to wonder at who he was or why he had left. In truth, he was an Andalite war-prince named Elfangor. An alien. He had tired of war and violence and had suffered too much pain and confusion and had thought to hide away in peace on the planet of Earth, with his love, the human girl, Lauren. For many years he had lived happily on Earth, living as a human, almost forgetting his past life. He went to school, he got married, got a job, and even had a son. But that was the day that the Ellimist appeared to him. He told him that he was not where he was meant to be, that the Universe's fate depended on him taking a different course, living a different life, so that he would end up in a certain place at a certain time, when he was needed.
Reluctantly, Elfangor left everything he loved and returned to his former life, and took up fighting again. And at least he could be happy with the knowledge that his son was still safe on Earth, and that he would be happy.