Hello Anifans. This is the new version of Animorphs: The Sphere. I didn't like where the other story was going. This won't be like any other Animorphs story you've read. That's what I'm aiming for, something different, something… brand new. Also, there will be some supernatural elements to the story. Magic. Miracles. Monsters. There will be some horror later on. Read at your own risk. Thoughtspeak is in double parenthesis. One more thing before we start the story. The single most important thing you will ever, ever, hear me say: I don't own Animorphs. And now, we begin…
The woman watched as the rain beat against the window, as if it was desperate to force itself in and soak the house's occupants. Her baby slept soundly in her arms. She remembered the song. The song they always sang when it rained, even though it was fruitless. That was the peculiar thing about humans, she thought as she cradled the tiny form in her arms. No matter how pointless the action, they would always try. Try to achieve the impossible. And sometimes, they succeeded.
Miracles. Those little, yet, important things that made life possible. Her people had ceased to believe in such things long ago. She had since learned that miracles were indeed real. They made the impossible possible. They ignored statistics and probability. And so, she sang the song. That pointless song that existed only to exist.
"Rain, rain, go away," she sang. "Come again some other day. My little boy wants to play, rain, rain, go away." When her song had finished, the rain still hadn't stopped. She was a bit disappointed. She had observed the rain stop after the song before. Many would pass it off as a coincidence, but she had seen things, both wonderful and horrific, that would give the most hardened scientist pause. So she sighed, and put her son in his crib. Then the alarm sounded. The thoughtspeak alarm. It was specially designed so that only she could 'hear' it.
((ALERT. ALERT. INTRUDER IN ROOM 003.)) The vault, she realized, then ran towards it. Once she was inside, she stopped. There was a… creature… unlike anything she'd ever seen. It had no face. Just a pale head, with no defining features. In addition to two arms, it had dozens of black tendrils coming out of its back. It was using these tendrils to walk, making the woman wonder why it needed those long, thin legs. And it was wearing a black suit with a tie. Like the urban legend of the Men in Black. It regarded her coldly.
"What are you?" she whispered. It said nothing, but two of its tentacles shot forward. They wrapped around her and pinned her to the wall. It stalked towards her until it was right in her face. Then it spoke in a voice deeper than the gravity well of a blackhole, and colder than deep space.
"Where is the Sphere?" it asked tonelessly. She didn't answer. She just closed her eyes and tried to block out that horrible voice. Suddenly the tendrils withdrew, and she slumped to the floor. She opened her eyes. The creature was vanishing, dissolving into shadows. But before it disappeared completely, it spoke one final time.
"I will return, Andalite," it said, and the woman gasped. How did it know? After fleeing the homeworld and becoming a human, she thought no one would ever find out. But she was shaken out of her thoughts by the creature's next words. "And when I come back, you will pay for your silence…"
Then it disappeared.
I hope you enjoyed it. And this mystery creature is based on a real urban legend. Google it. Reviewers bring readers!