A/N: Hello, all! Okay, bear with me through this. I apologize in advance
for this prologue, I know it has some cliché-ness, but I needed to
establish the mood and setting and everything. Yay, I actually have this
story sorta kinda planned out! Woo!
Disclaimer: I am not KA. I never will be. I never can be. I never shall be. I never could be.
PROLOGUE
"NORMAL. Can you say that with me, Jake? That is what we need. We need to do something fun and normal." Rachel stared into Jakes eyes, obviously thinking that if she looked into his eyes hard enough, he might change his mind.
We were all assembled in the barn, our usual meeting place. "we" being the Animorphs.
"Come on, Jake! We've been doing all sorts of crap, blowing up all the Yeerk's stuff, and now, we just need to take a break." Rachel wasn't going to give up anytime soon.
I saw Cassie wince a little when Rachel said "blowing up the Yeerks." She apparently still wasn't too fine with killing things, even things as evil as Yeerks.
Who are the Animorphs? And who are the Yeerks? In a nutshell, we are six kids who can turn into animals who are the only defense for Earth against a race of parasitic creature-controlling parasites-the Yeerks. There's Jake, my best friend and leader of our group. His sort-of-not-official-girlfriend- that-no-one-(supposedly)-knows-about is Cassie, whose family owns the barn we meet in. Rachel is Jake's cousin. She's a tall blonde babe, who is also a lean, mean, fighting machine. Throw in a boy trapped in the form of a bird who can still morph named Tobias, and an alien called Aximili (Ax for short) who is the brother of the Andalite who gave us our morphing powers, and you pretty much have our group. And of course, there's me. I'm Marco, otherwise known as a cute, smart, funny, and extremely modest boy who girls beg to go out with.
At least that's how I like to see myself.
None of us have last names. At least, not any last names that we can tell you. It's kind of sad, really, because I have a nice last name.
"Jake, we have to do this. This is the social event of the month. We have to go."
{What makes this a "social event of the month?"} Ax inquired.
What we were talking about was a free concert being held at the mall.
"Wait a minute. Since when do you care about social events?" I asked her, ignoring Ax's question.
"All the shops are having sales," Cassie explained, looking a bit amused.
Have I mentioned that Rachel is a shopaholic?
Yet, I was even more surprised. While Rachel loves to shop, Cassie has to practically be shoved and pushed into the mall. The name of her favorite store begins with a 'W' and ends with an 'al-mart.' "Cassie, since when do you care about sales? I thought your only interest was animals." I added in a not-so-discreet cough, "like Jake."
Both Cassie and Jake ignored me, although I could see them blushing.
"You know," Cassie piped up again, from where she was cleaning out the cage of some random wild animal. The barn that we meet in is actually a clinic for wild animals. "It might be good for us to go out and do something normal."
{We don't exactly have the best history with normal things,} Tobias reminded us in thought-speak from his position in the rafters, where he keeps an eye on everything.
I snorted. "The boy trapped in the body of a bird is reminding us we don't have the best history with normal things. Am I the only one that sees the irony in that?"
"Yes," Rachel said, turning her icy glare to me.
"Hey, personally, I'm all for going to the mall," I said, raising my hands up as I backed away from her. You do not want to get on Rachel's bad side. "Plenty of chicks there who can get the privilege of seeing the Mighty Marco."
Rachel laughed. "How is that a privilege?"
"Don't be jealous; you know you want some of this," I leered.
"Some of what?"
Jake interrupted us. "It's not good security for us all to go together." He rubbed his head. "Wait, are we even considering this?"
"We can just meet up there! It won't seem strange, because everyone will be there!" Rachel exclaimed, practically jumping up and down.
Jake threw his hands up. "Fine, I give up. We'll go. Maybe it won't be that bad. Ax and Tobias can go in human morph, and the rest of us will split up and 'meet' each other at the food court as usual. It'll be nice and easy. No problems."
For some reason unknown to me, I felt something very close to dread when he said those words. I groaned.
"What is it, Marco?" Jake asked.
"Nothing. It's just whenever you say "nice and easy," and "no problems," it's almost like a sign that something's going to mess up. It's like Xena and "let's do it-"
"Hey!" Rachel interjected.
"-you just know that something bad is gonna happen."
"What, are you scared, Marco?" Rachel sneered.
Before I could rertort back with a scathing remark, Cassie broke in. "Don't worry, Marco. I think that everything might actually work out well this time."
"Fine," I said. "But don't say I didn't warn you."
Rachel rolled her eyes, Cassie smiled reassuringly, and we all turned and headed home, none of us aware of what our futures held.
And none of us aware of just how right I was.
Disclaimer: I am not KA. I never will be. I never can be. I never shall be. I never could be.
PROLOGUE
"NORMAL. Can you say that with me, Jake? That is what we need. We need to do something fun and normal." Rachel stared into Jakes eyes, obviously thinking that if she looked into his eyes hard enough, he might change his mind.
We were all assembled in the barn, our usual meeting place. "we" being the Animorphs.
"Come on, Jake! We've been doing all sorts of crap, blowing up all the Yeerk's stuff, and now, we just need to take a break." Rachel wasn't going to give up anytime soon.
I saw Cassie wince a little when Rachel said "blowing up the Yeerks." She apparently still wasn't too fine with killing things, even things as evil as Yeerks.
Who are the Animorphs? And who are the Yeerks? In a nutshell, we are six kids who can turn into animals who are the only defense for Earth against a race of parasitic creature-controlling parasites-the Yeerks. There's Jake, my best friend and leader of our group. His sort-of-not-official-girlfriend- that-no-one-(supposedly)-knows-about is Cassie, whose family owns the barn we meet in. Rachel is Jake's cousin. She's a tall blonde babe, who is also a lean, mean, fighting machine. Throw in a boy trapped in the form of a bird who can still morph named Tobias, and an alien called Aximili (Ax for short) who is the brother of the Andalite who gave us our morphing powers, and you pretty much have our group. And of course, there's me. I'm Marco, otherwise known as a cute, smart, funny, and extremely modest boy who girls beg to go out with.
At least that's how I like to see myself.
None of us have last names. At least, not any last names that we can tell you. It's kind of sad, really, because I have a nice last name.
"Jake, we have to do this. This is the social event of the month. We have to go."
{What makes this a "social event of the month?"} Ax inquired.
What we were talking about was a free concert being held at the mall.
"Wait a minute. Since when do you care about social events?" I asked her, ignoring Ax's question.
"All the shops are having sales," Cassie explained, looking a bit amused.
Have I mentioned that Rachel is a shopaholic?
Yet, I was even more surprised. While Rachel loves to shop, Cassie has to practically be shoved and pushed into the mall. The name of her favorite store begins with a 'W' and ends with an 'al-mart.' "Cassie, since when do you care about sales? I thought your only interest was animals." I added in a not-so-discreet cough, "like Jake."
Both Cassie and Jake ignored me, although I could see them blushing.
"You know," Cassie piped up again, from where she was cleaning out the cage of some random wild animal. The barn that we meet in is actually a clinic for wild animals. "It might be good for us to go out and do something normal."
{We don't exactly have the best history with normal things,} Tobias reminded us in thought-speak from his position in the rafters, where he keeps an eye on everything.
I snorted. "The boy trapped in the body of a bird is reminding us we don't have the best history with normal things. Am I the only one that sees the irony in that?"
"Yes," Rachel said, turning her icy glare to me.
"Hey, personally, I'm all for going to the mall," I said, raising my hands up as I backed away from her. You do not want to get on Rachel's bad side. "Plenty of chicks there who can get the privilege of seeing the Mighty Marco."
Rachel laughed. "How is that a privilege?"
"Don't be jealous; you know you want some of this," I leered.
"Some of what?"
Jake interrupted us. "It's not good security for us all to go together." He rubbed his head. "Wait, are we even considering this?"
"We can just meet up there! It won't seem strange, because everyone will be there!" Rachel exclaimed, practically jumping up and down.
Jake threw his hands up. "Fine, I give up. We'll go. Maybe it won't be that bad. Ax and Tobias can go in human morph, and the rest of us will split up and 'meet' each other at the food court as usual. It'll be nice and easy. No problems."
For some reason unknown to me, I felt something very close to dread when he said those words. I groaned.
"What is it, Marco?" Jake asked.
"Nothing. It's just whenever you say "nice and easy," and "no problems," it's almost like a sign that something's going to mess up. It's like Xena and "let's do it-"
"Hey!" Rachel interjected.
"-you just know that something bad is gonna happen."
"What, are you scared, Marco?" Rachel sneered.
Before I could rertort back with a scathing remark, Cassie broke in. "Don't worry, Marco. I think that everything might actually work out well this time."
"Fine," I said. "But don't say I didn't warn you."
Rachel rolled her eyes, Cassie smiled reassuringly, and we all turned and headed home, none of us aware of what our futures held.
And none of us aware of just how right I was.