Disclaimer: Chiichobi does NOT- repeat: Does NOT own anything recognizable
from Animorphs, or anything else that might show up later.
~..~ -means thoughtspeech.
anyways, on with the fic!
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I was walking down the street towards the shop that sells those delicious cinnamon buns. It was a crowded street, so I was in my human morph. I was going on my own, seeing as most of the others were unable to come with me. It was such a shame they had to pass up on the treat. Anyway, I was walking down the street with visions of the delicious cinnamon buns floating in my head.
~Greetings Young Brave.~
I stopped abruptly, and my head whipped around to try to locate the source of that statement. When I found nothing, I became immensely worried. That voice had not sounded at all like any of my fellow animorphs, and only andalites are capable of thoughtspeech. Well, andalites, and the animorphs- while in morph only of course. And it had indeed been thoughtspeech I had heard. But I wasn't quite sure it had been directed at me.
~Yes. I speak to you, Axilimi-Esgarrouth-Isthill.~ (A/N: Is that how you spell Ax's name? Please correct me if I'm at all wrong. I need to get it right. Thanks! ^__^!)
There it was again! And it WAS speaking to me!
~Who are you!! WHAT are you!!~ I demanded.
There was a light chuckle of laughter.
~Do you truly wish to know?~ came the amused-sounding question.
~Yes! I do!~
~Are you absolutely certain of that?~
~Yes!!~
~Very well. I will tell you. Here it is. I am She. I am One. I am All. I am Great. I am Small. I am She-who-knows-All. I am Short. I am Tall. I am She-who-rules-All.~ the voice faded away with one last thing- ~I am Crystal.~
'I must speak with Prince Jake about this.' I thought to myself. All thoughts of beautiful golden-brown cinnamon buns forgotten, I started back towards Cassie's barn at a fairly fast pace.
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Author's Note:
Sorry for making it so short. But if you review, I will post more. I've already figured out quite a bit of this story. But reviews always help. One of my favorite sayings is, "When desperate for more chapters or stories, feel free to bribe the writer." *~Chiichobi~*
P.S. Where it says, "I", you roll the "r" and pronounce the "a" (Crystal) as an "ah". Sort of like this- "Crris-tahl". Get it? If not, then just review and let me know please. Okay? Okay!! ^__^!
~..~ -means thoughtspeech.
anyways, on with the fic!
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I was walking down the street towards the shop that sells those delicious cinnamon buns. It was a crowded street, so I was in my human morph. I was going on my own, seeing as most of the others were unable to come with me. It was such a shame they had to pass up on the treat. Anyway, I was walking down the street with visions of the delicious cinnamon buns floating in my head.
~Greetings Young Brave.~
I stopped abruptly, and my head whipped around to try to locate the source of that statement. When I found nothing, I became immensely worried. That voice had not sounded at all like any of my fellow animorphs, and only andalites are capable of thoughtspeech. Well, andalites, and the animorphs- while in morph only of course. And it had indeed been thoughtspeech I had heard. But I wasn't quite sure it had been directed at me.
~Yes. I speak to you, Axilimi-Esgarrouth-Isthill.~ (A/N: Is that how you spell Ax's name? Please correct me if I'm at all wrong. I need to get it right. Thanks! ^__^!)
There it was again! And it WAS speaking to me!
~Who are you!! WHAT are you!!~ I demanded.
There was a light chuckle of laughter.
~Do you truly wish to know?~ came the amused-sounding question.
~Yes! I do!~
~Are you absolutely certain of that?~
~Yes!!~
~Very well. I will tell you. Here it is. I am She. I am One. I am All. I am Great. I am Small. I am She-who-knows-All. I am Short. I am Tall. I am She-who-rules-All.~ the voice faded away with one last thing- ~I am Crystal.~
'I must speak with Prince Jake about this.' I thought to myself. All thoughts of beautiful golden-brown cinnamon buns forgotten, I started back towards Cassie's barn at a fairly fast pace.
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Author's Note:
Sorry for making it so short. But if you review, I will post more. I've already figured out quite a bit of this story. But reviews always help. One of my favorite sayings is, "When desperate for more chapters or stories, feel free to bribe the writer." *~Chiichobi~*
P.S. Where it says, "I", you roll the "r" and pronounce the "a" (Crystal) as an "ah". Sort of like this- "Crris-tahl". Get it? If not, then just review and let me know please. Okay? Okay!! ^__^!