Testing Ocie

Testing Ocie

Kay guys, I'm writing this as a test for another story that has taken me for ever to write. So please be honest. Yes I realize most of them will be out of character and I also realize that Rachel is dead. Just go back a few (a lot) of the books. Okay? Bear with me, alright? Be honest!! –Izzy by the way, Ocie is pronounced OC alright?? Underlined is thought speak. Italics alone is either emphasized or thought..

Ocie ran for her life. Not that this was a shock. She was always running, always preparing for death or a fight. Not that this was new. You know. She was fourteen and only four nine. Her hair was blonde with red streaks and pale skin. Her eyes are bright green. She ran faster, pushing all four cheetah legs faster, telling her self that as soon as she got four miles from THEM she'd turn back to human. Of course, it'd be her luck, getting stuck as a feline. She'd much rather be a wolf or something more blood thirsty. Actually, she'd rather stay human, so she ran even faster. A barn. She morphed back while in motion, falling flat on her face at the feet of some boy.

"Who are you?" He asked, not helping her up, but tensing.

"Who are YOU?" She asked in a muffled voice, trying to push herself up. Things were not going her way. The boy leaned down, squatting until they were almost face to face. He had dark black hair, olive skin, and really dark chocolate brown eyes. Lust at first sight. Nice Ocie… she thought to herself. Just perfect…

"My name is Marco. What is yours?" He asked rudely, waiting impatiently. Ocie stood up quickly, followed by this Marco. She was disappointed to see that he was taller than her.

"My name's Ocie. What do you want?"

"You got in my way, remember?" He'd seen her in cheetah morph. Great. Growling, Ocie turned her head to the side and started rubbing dirt and blood off of her cheek. Just perfect; this just topped her night.

"Unfortunately, I do. So what do you want?"

"Did you see her guys?" Marco whispered, looking behind her. She whipped around, tensed for battle. A boy with broad shoulders and brown hair stood there, next to a girl with short hair and brown skin. Beside them stood a girl with beautiful features, blonde hair, blue eyes. On her shoulder stood a red tailed hawk. They were all taller than her.

You in morph, too? Or is it just me who can do that? She thought…at the hawk. It cocked its head to the side.

Who are you? I saw you morph. Are you with the Yeerks or the Andalites? Can we trust you?

Ocie smirked and shook her head. Then with a sour look, she sat on the grass.

"Okay, oh paranoid ones. I'm Ocie. I think I know about you guys. I'm with the Andalites. Marshall and Heidi should be joining me in a few days. Who's side are YOU on??" she asked, smiling. They all seemed shell shocked at the fact that she just admitted it without a pause. OH well. If I get killed, at least Marshall and Heidi are safe for now. She thought. That's how she'd always been, of course. Death didn't make her shiver.

"We're on the Andalites side. But how do we know that you're not one of them?" The boy with brown hair asked. His super serious brown eyes locked into Ocies green ones, making her look with a fierce expression.

"I don't know. You figure it out. I mean, why would I flat out lie anyways? And how many Yeerks do you know can morph? Into Earth creatures any who?" She sighed, leaning back onto her palms. She ignored Marco behind her, though her head was almost on his legs. She could feel uncomfortable vibes coming off of him.

"No, but still. You know how careful we have to be if you've been fighting the Yeerks like us. I mean… things are very dangerous, no?" The girl with short hair asked, smiling a little. Obviously, she trusted Ocie.

"Yes. But I could easily run if I wanted. I've never seen Human Controllers take this lightly to someone morphing right in front of them." Ocie challenged. Marshall flashed through her mind. Of course the stupid boy would not care whether or not these people could be possible allies, he'd get so nervous he'd take all of the boys out and tell Heidi to finish off the girls. Not cool.

Why should we trust you? Can you help us? And where did you get the power to morph?

"I can help yous guys." She nodded. "You don't have to trust me, but it would make things a lot easier. And I would tell you where the morph things came from, among other things, but I don't remember anything." She shrugged.

"Oh yes, we should so believe you." The blonde girls tone made Ocie lurch to her feet, angered easily. The girl looked like she thought it was a joke. Unfortunately, she didn't know where Ocie grew up.

"You know what? I don't care what you think, Preppy Barbie. Just wait. If you ever need help, don't expect my help." With that Ocie turned on her heels, only to be caught on the shoulders by 'Marco'. She snarled. "Watch it."

"Rachel, we could use the help." The boy said from behind her. 'Rachel' let out a growl.

"Jake, we don't need the help. I mean, sure we have slow days, but we can take them. We don't need help. And I don't like the fact that she's so open to admitting to this." Rachel shook her head.

"Well, we can do one of two things," Jake said, "we can let her in and see if she's trustworthy- in the case of her not being honest, we can take care of her- or two we can just take care of her here and now."

"Heh. Marshall would never let that happen. Plus I can take any of yous on But let's not take care of anyone, alright?" Ocie said with a smirk. "I would just like to inform you, Barbie, that I openly admit to being able to morph into animals because I can sense the animals in yous. It's quite obvious in our personalities. And you are a bunch of teens. Ooh scary!" She feigned shaking, trying to squirm out of Marco's grasp. He let go immediately, going to stand by the rest of the group.

Chapter One: Probation

Ocies point of view

I have never met a more annoying group of kids in my life. They said that I could join them under a few circumstances- one: I had to tell them about what I did remember about my past. Two I had to tell them about Marshall, and Heidi. Three I had to stay within sight of at least one "Animorph" at all times. Meaning I at least had somewhere to stay every night- which is saying something. Unfortunately they decided to leave me with the bird to tell my story, in his meadow. Just so that I couldn't hurt him. Birds can fly away quickly.

Alright, tell me. He said. Yes, I know his name. Tobias. But I'd prefer to annoy him.

"Well, Toby, what do you want me to say. I mean, I not only have to talk to a bird-no offense- but I have to tell my so called life story. Help me here." I smiled. The boy sighed in my head and started to morph. He was in bike shorts, had messy blonde hair, and blue eyes. I almost gasped, but managed to keep my composure. He was almost a spitting image of Marshall. Marshall's hair was darker and had blue streaks in it, and his eyes were two different colors. Other than that the cheek bones were the same, the nose, the lips. The jaw was a bit weaker on Tobias, but the gaze was even the same.

"Tell me where you lived."

"Illinois."

"Which part?"

"I don't know. Somewhere downtown Chicago. I guess it was somewhere bad. I have a bad habit of being mean and loud and possibly aggressive if you really piss me off." I shrugged, smiling. He frowned.

"Okay, what do you remember of your family?"

"What do you remember of the check list you're going off of?" I retorted, watching his expression. It barely flickered shocked.

"I asked a question. Answer or I can tell Jake the deals off." I shook my head and leaned back on my palms.

"Um… I think I had a sister and I know I have an older brother. His name is Adrean. I sometimes see him here. He's protective, but I don't think he knows I'm alive." I shrugged. Tobias nodded with a slight wince.

"Alright. How about what you've been doing to stop the Yeerks."

"We've been keeping ourselves alive. As in, they know who we are. As in they have our names. This is why we changed them. Do you honestly think that my hair was actually blonde until last year? I was pure brunette, sweetie." I smirked, rolling to my feet.

"Ocies not your real name? What is it?"

"Can't tell you that. If I did, I'd have to kill you." I smiled this time, no sarcasm in it: just sugary sweet seriousness. He moved on.

"So you let the Yeerks know your identity? Do you fight them at all?"

"We don't really get a choice when they're chasing us and trying to kill us." I said dryly. He nodded. "And we didn't LET them know our identity. They just knew when we woke up."

"About Marshall." I winced.

"He looks like you…only taller actually. Not as lanky. He looks meaner than you to be more specific. Like I guess it's just slight similarities. As your lips look the same, your nose, and the shape of your jaw. His features are more angular, which is why he looks so mean. His jaw is stronger. He's very intimidating. You guys have the same shaped eyes, though. Heidi has brown hair and brown eyes. Marshall is mean when it comes to his family or people he loves." I paused for a breath. "And he does fight very hard. He has a personal grudge against a certain Human Controller that they've recently upped in rank. His name is Tom…I think. Well, he's out to kill- out for blood. I actually get scared of him when he's like that…" I trialed off, thinking of how cold his ice blue eye could get, how blood like his brown eye could look… "Heidi is the same, except it's like she's a sugar cookie- with poison in the middle. She's always ready and willing to kill- on Marshall's command. She's like empty besides that. It's like where Marshall can be affectionate she's completely and totally robot like. Ready to kill. Blood shed is the only thing that keeps her awake. I worry about her." I said quietly.

"So, Marshall and Heidi are…?" Tobias trailed off suggestively. I blushed with jealousy.

"No!" I hissed, my fists clenching. Tobias put his hands up lazily in defense. I guess he thought he was in no danger considering he was at least five nine and I was only four nine. Jerk.

"Didn't mean anything. Moving on. Visser Three?" He asked quietly. I heard my own breath quicken, my fists clench, and my eyes slip closed. Rage, violence, and hate filled me at once. I couldn't see when I opened my eyes. Red. All red. I was shaking.

"I know him. Of course. He killed someone close to me. I don't know who, but I know it hurt so badly." I snapped, trying to fix my breath. Not working. I was on my knees when I regained my senses. I sat down immediately, embarrassed and pride bruised.

"Um…okay. Right. What about the Sharing?"

"Meeting where they recruit new members. Controllers, what ever." I looked away, knowing that my face was super pale and knowing that that made the scar on my jaw look more noticeable. It didn't even touch my mouth, so no one seen it. Just from below my ear to my chin. On my left side. Don't know where it came from, don't care. I just know I get embarrassed thinking about it. I also get embarrassed knowing that my teeth were just barely slanting inward. No one ever notices this either, but I do. My canines are sharper than average. Faults. All faults.

"What about-"

"Stop it! Just quit! I have answered enough questions Dad! Stop asking them! You are always doing that! Just stop it! Please!" I cried before realizing it. Why did these Animorphs bring up feelings and memories?! I don't want them!! Tobias looked at me in confused shock.

"Um…I'm not your dad. But okay. I think Jake will be fine with that. Except he wants to know what you can morph."

"Wolf, cheetah, tigress, shark, falcon, anaconda-don't ask-, and some other things that I can't exactly recall;. I think there was a l-lizard at some point." I shuddered. Being a komodo dragon that craved flesh for a half an hour was disgusting.

"How did you manage to get a shark??" He asked seriously.

"Marshall took care of the details. That's all I remember really. Any more questions, Officer?" I asked, getting slightly agitated. How many questions did he have.

"I guess not. I have to go report back. You gonna run or are you gonna show me that falcon morph?" He asked. I grinned and jumped into the air, morphing in 'flight'.

Meanwhile back at the farm….JK. at Cassie's barn

Tobias relayed all of my info to Jake without turning human. I carefully morphed human and sat comfortably in my full body outfit made of black material. Marco was leaning on the barn with his face upturned towards the sun and his eyes closed, hands in his pockets. Cassie was listening carefully to Tobias with Jake and Rachel. I sighed and shrugged, walking over to Marco.

"HI!" I said too enthusiastically. He jerked a little, but didn't open his eyes,

"Hello." He said quietly. I pouted. Alright little boy, I shall get you to speak.

"Do you think I'm short?" I asked. This time he did open his eyes, eyeing how tall I was.

"Yes, considering I'm considered short here." He continued staring, taking in the too nice way I was smiling. Then he sighed and sat down. I followed in suit. He seemed to be friendlier than the rest of them.

"Is it always like this?" I asked quietly. I was scanning the sky for a black hawk and a raven.

"What? Everyone being tense and nervous about traitors and aliens that can take over minds? Nope, just today." He said sarcastically.

"Well, if that's the case I'll come back three weeks ago." I joked, watching the sky intently. He snorted.

"Yeah, if only we could go back in time and change some things." At this I got frustrated and rolled so I was sitting directly in front of him.

"Why? Do you not like the fact that you're helping innocents? They've only wanted help. It should make you proud to think that you're helping people." I said vehemently. He seemed taken aback.

"I…well…uhm…I didn't mean it that way, it's just I don't like risking my life everyday."

"And the rest of us do? Mark, you should honestly think before you speak. I mean, look at the green grass. The blue sky, the red barn, the black ants…do you honestly think your friends and mine enjoy risking the loss of all of this? I think not!!"

Two weeks later 1st person

Marshall and Heidi have yet to show; Jake has announced that I'm still on probation; Cassie is nice to me; Rachel doesn't like me still but is starting to come around. Tobias doesn't care either way. Marco, though, is the one I can relate to, though. He is sarcastic so much that it makes me happy. Because of course, it's like hiding from the real world. Something I'm sure even normal kids want to do sometimes,

"Would you two shut up for once?! We're trying to think of a battle plan!" Jake hissed, used to our loud laughing and joking around. I grimaced.

"Let's go into the woods." I said, my ADD making it hard to focus on sitting still. Marco- who had gotten used to his nicknames from me (i.e. Mark, Marcello, Marcy…etc…)- just sighed.

"Why, again?"

"Because I want to see who would win- your wolf, or mine. Mine is different than yours." I smirked, proud of myself.

"If you're implying that my brown wolf is a male, oh contraire. Jake got the male one."

"Nope. Though that is funny. Um, I mean that my wolf is white. That sounds weird. But it's really useful in northern states." I grinned and concentrated on Akila- the wolf, I'd named her. Marco concentrated on his animal, obviously. When I finished growing claws, fur, a tail, and fangs, I looked over at Marco. His wolf was considerably bigger than mine, but I was faster than both Heidi and Marshall. Beat that!

Ready? Set…GO! I took off slowly, then started picking up speed, weaving around Marco's legs, nipping at them. He growled and tried to bite me, but I fell backwards, then weaved in front of him. I have recently taught him the art of morphing while in motion- whilst extremely painful, it is extraordinarily useful. So we started morphing human, trying to learn how to gain balance and stand. It didn't work. We ended up falling all over each other. It was funny. I stood on him, holding my arms up in triumph.

"I, Ocie Rose McGavin win the race!" I said broadly, smiling with a cold look in my eyes. Marco had stilled underneath me. "What?"

"Was Rose your name before you changed it?" He asked, trying to push me off. I just moved every time he rolled, so I would stay on.

"Who wants to know?" I snapped, still defensive. Whoopsy…

"Marcella, that's who." He rolled his eyes and stood up quickly, making me fall over. I growled and yanked his leg hard, forcing him to the ground. Marshall's name flashed to my mind, but I ignored it. Something snapped. A twig, perhaps?

"Did you hear that?" I muttered, tensing up.

"Uh-huh. Sh!t." He replied, trying to get up. I grabbed his arm, but he just stood up with me latched on. Stupido punta. I listened hard, listening for heavy breathing, for heavy footsteps, for anything that would tell us it was a Yeerk…Nothing.

"I…don't…want…to…go…back!" I hissed, suddenly terrified. They wanted us. The us as in the three renegades that never even got to choose like these five. Marco looked at me oddly.

"What? Never mind. Let's go." He grabbed my wrist and took off running far faster than I thought he was capable of. So not only can short people be funny, but we can run fast! HaHA!! A red tailed hawk flew over us, asking Marco what was wrong. He mentioned something about my freaking, but not much, and something about a few odd noises. Tobias said he'd go th check it out.

It wasn't long before we were all in morphs of huge animals and running into the deep woods, scanning it for a rouge Hork-bajir and Taxxon. Jake was a large orange and black tiger, Rachel was a huge grizzly bear, Cassie was a wolf; Tobias was a polar bear; Marco was a gorilla and I was a white tiger with black stripes. Something caught my attention. There were six animal's here- two polar bears. I blinked rapidly, though my tiger's body was blood thirsty. I was barely aware in the tiger's mind. I knew that we'd traveled at least four miles.

Prince Jake, we've been in morph for ten minutes. An unrecognizable voice said, making me glance at the extra polar bear. Yup. That's who it was.

Right. Keep your eyes open. Then something lashed out at Marco. He King Kong-ed it and lunged at the Hork-bajir. I went for its legs, ready to kill. Blood. I could smell blood everywhere and it was enthralling Hera- the tiger. We both have a slightly blood thirsty side. She shows hers more than I do. I felt something gross and fuzzy brush past me, so I swung my paw at the Taxxon, taking out its Jell-o like eyes. It roared strangely and reared back on its hind legs. Human or animal blood sputtered and caught my attention. The grizzly bear was struggling with four Hork-bajir. I lunged over, taking two of them down. Then my liquid steel muscles coiled and I pounced, ripping into scale like flesh. This was so much more enthralling than fighting to get away… I roared loudly, feeling something cut into my hind leg. A wolf and a tiger bounded past, chasing something. The two polar bears were fighting three Taxxons expertly. The gorilla was nowhere to be seen. Gone. Just like Haley, and Joey, and Falon…My muscles were braced and the tiger was panting. Marco… I thought, looking around. And then I was ripping through the flesh of everything in my path. Suddenly a jet black jaguar leapt over my head, followed by a dingo with all spiked teeth. I purred loudly, letting them know it was okay. They turned to the monsters and tore them to shreds with us.

Farm

We were all running, panting, sweating. But human. We stopped inside of Cassie's barn, watching as she closed the doors. Jake sat down and lay on his back, Rachel sat down and let Tobias rest on her shoulder. Marco just stood, eyes rolling wildly, nostrils flared. And I was so happy to see Marshall's angular face that I jumped on him, hugging him so tightly I'm sure he couldn't breath.

"Are you alright, Ocie? You should have never run off on us." He murmured into my hair. I just shrugged. Heidi stood stock still, her angular features drawn in worry and possible fear. Wariness. Marco snorted and turned around, muttering things.

"I'm fine. I did run off, what'cha gonna do about it? Things are going to get better, Marshall. These guys are the Animorphs. They-" I stopped, looking over Heidi's shoulder from my spot, with my legs wrapped around Marshall's waist. It was…it was…

"Oh my goth. Is that…a…are you a…is that…" I trailed off, unable to speak. Because what stood not ten feet from me was in no way a mistake, an Andalite. Marshall turned quickly, shielding me with his body. I grunted and dropped to the ground, going towards the alien. "You were in the fight today, weren't you?" I asked with out hesitation.

Yes. I nodded and looked at Marco directly into his chocolate brown eyes.

"Name?" I asked. He looked away.

"We call him Ax." He said stiffly. I cocked my head to the side and looked at the glare he was shooting Marshall…uh-oh. Well it was fun while it lasted, but I have a feeling it's gonna be sheltered cutie against city bad-ass.