Final Animo-Ronin-Hakusho VII
by KitsuneDewAddict and ShinraiHimura

Disclaimer: We don't own Animorphs, Ronin Warriors, Yu Yu Hakusho, or Final Fantasy VII. We also don't own Duo, but the plushie of him is KitsuneDewAddict's. ^_^. Chi and Caraline are our ideas so don't copy them without permission. With that said, on with the fic!
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My name is Caraline. Just Caraline. No last name, well I have one, but I'm not going to tell you. Then they'll find me. Who are , you ask. They are the Yeerks. What are yeerk?' Well to put it simply, the Yeerks are a parasitic alien race. They look like a gray-green slimy slug only bigger. About the size of a kosher dill pickle. But they're pretty helpless without a host to control. The yeerks' hosts are known as Controllers, some hosts are willing to be controlled but others are taken by force. Either way, the Controllers do what the Yeerks want. Anyone can be a Controller, even you. That's why I won't tell you where I live or my last name. Well, I guess it doesn't matter if I tell you where I live. It'll be kinda hard to find one morph-capable girl in Tokyo.

Let me start at the beginning. Ok, I'm a 15 year old high school student. My father's a government worker of some sort, my mother... well she's probably off somewhere drinking Moonshine and flirting with the bartender. She took off with my two year old brother, Yusuke, when I was only three.
Anyways, back to the start. It was around 8:30 - 9:30, somewhere in there. I had run away from home as an act of rebellion. My father was going to transferred to Tokyo to work in the Embassy there. I didn't want to go in the first place though we weren't leaving for a few months.
I was munching on Pringles when I saw 5 middle school shrimps, possibly in the 6th or 7th grade. Suddenly one stopped, he had been looking up.
he said.
another asked, distracted.
Just look. he said. All five kids looked up.
What is it?
I don't know.
It's a flying saucer! one blurted out. I looked up as one laughed then stopped. They had an argument as a bus-sized oval thing landed.
One kid grew bold, Please, come out. We won't hurt you.
I know.
/huh? Where'd that voice come from? I'm going senile!/
No. Far from it.
Get out of my head. I growl, my hand resting on the hilt of my handgun Father gave me two years ago.
Do not be frightened.
We won't be.
Speak for yourself.
A thin arc of light appeared and a doorway appeared. Then the alien appeared. it looked like a cross between a deer and a person, only it had no mouth and extra eyes on moveable stalks, and it was blue. I eyed the tail, it looked deadly with that scythe blade on it. it didn't seem hostile but I drew my .44 caliber from my letterman's jacket pocket anyway.

Hello.

My, what an enthusiastic first encounter of the third kind. I mutter.
Look! He's hurt!
Yes, I am dying.
Can we help you?
We can bandage that wound...
No, I will die. The wound is fatal.
blah blah blah blah
Enter Yeerk Lecture.
You can come out of the shadows. the Andalite said.
the middle schoolers chorus.
I holster my gun in my jeans and walk to them.
Woah! A high schooler! the one with long black hair said.
Shut your mouth. I say.
You must warn your people that the Yeerks are here.
No one's gonna believe us.
Blah blah blah
/All of your base are now belong to us./
The guy named Jake ran into the ship and came back with a small blue cube.
Blah blah blah
To change you your bodies, to become any other species. Any animal
Become animals?
You will only need to touch a creature to acquire its DNA pattern. And you will be able to become that creature. It requires concentration and determination. But if you are strong you can do it. There are ... Limitations. Problems. Dangers, even. But there is no time to explain it all... no time. You will have to learn for yourselves. But first, do you wish to receive this power?
He's kidding, right?
No, he's not kidding.
This is nuts. This whole thing is nuts...
Will you shut up? If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a whiner. I was taught to be careful of what I wish for. It may just happen. But even a noble cause will screw you in the end. I said and glared at the two moving red lights.
Yeerks. the hatred the Andalite projected was almost unsettling. There is no time. You must decide!
If anyone says anything other than relevant information... so help me God. I said and the short guy shut his mouth.
I'd like more time, but we don't have that choice. I'm for it.
What do you say, Jake?
We have to.
Then each of you press your hand against one side of the cube. Do not be afraid.
A tingle-like feeling spread through my body. I almost laughed.
Go now, only remember this - Never remain in an animal form for more than two of your Earth hours. Never. That is the greatest danger. If you stay longer than two hours, you will be trapped and unable to return to human form.
Two hours...
Visser Three! He comes!
Who or what is a Visser Three? I wondered.
Go now! Run! Visser Three is here. He is the most deadly of your enemies. Of all the Yeerks, he alone has the power to morph. The same power you now have. Run!
The blond girl protested.
No. You must save yourselves. Save yourselves and your world.
Blah blah blah.
I didn't go very far and hid in a small alcove close to the Andalite, within range of my gun.
Two ships landed. One looked like an overgrown leg less cockroach, the other was shaped like a battle ax. Seven-foot tall walking lawnmowers came out of the Blade ship.
Hork-Bajir Controllers. They were a good people, despite their fearsome looks. Their entire race was enslaved by the Yeerks. They should be pitied.
What came out next would haunt my dreams for the rest of my life. They looked like huge millipedes with red Jell-O eyes that went around their heads and razor-sharp teeth in their round upturned mouths.
Taxxon-Controllers. The Taxxons are evil.
No kidding. I mutter, drawing my gun, Time to play assassin. I whisper and aim at the hatch of the Blade ship.
Do not be foolish! There is no way you could make that shot and get away afterwards! the andalite screamed in my head.
I know what I'm doing.
Blah blah blah
The second Andalite I will ever see came out of the Blade ship.
Visser Three.
/So that's why Visser Three is the only Yeerk who can morph. He must be the only Andalite Controller./ I observed.
The Andalite said what I was thinking.
Well well, what do we have here? A meddling Andalite? Ah, but no ordinary Andalite warrior. Prince Elfangor-Sirinial-Shamtul, if I'm not mistaken. An honor to meet you. You're a legend...
I fired! BLAM! And I hit Visser Three in the shoulder.
I missed! I fired at the Hork-Bajir controllers that came my way. I soon emptied the barrel and took off running.
I hid under a bulldozer after throwing a rock into the woods to get them off my trail. I don't know what happened after I ran off. For some reason, I went home. My father was awake.
Where have you been? You're all dirty! And you've been firing your gun! I told you that it was for self-defense!
I shooting cans in the abandoned construction site. I say and walk to my room.
I shed my torn jacket on the floor and fell on my bed. My yet-to-be-named kitten jumped on my leg and climbed up it.
Ow! That hurt, you little brat! I tease and start to play with the kitten.
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I awoke after a long slumber to find myself in a world much different than the one I had fallen asleep in. I could barely sense the presence of the Lifestream and I detected what felt like a second world, unseen but for the time being. That was not a good thing for I could discern certain emotions coming from that world. And the strongest emotions were impatience and the yearning for vengeance.
Hi there... uh... aren't you dead? You were in that freaky coffin. a voice brings me back to reality. I look at the teenager standing before me. He has long mahogany hair back in a meter-long braid, violet eyes that held confusion in them but otherwise were stunning, and pale skin that was flushed as if he had just been fighting for his life. He wore blue jeans torn at the knees, a black short sleeve shirt, a tan vest with lots of pockets, fingerless gloves, a blue headband, and a smirk since he knew I was looking him up and down. The brunette toyed with the hunting knife in his hands as I stood up.
/There had been a battle here. That's probably what woke me up, feeling people die near by. /
I picked up my magically endowed little black backpack from the crystalized mako coffin. Vinny and Seph had made it to contain me if I were to go insane, but I preferred to use it as my bed. /Mental note, have coffin moved elsewhere./ Then I notice the scythe blade stuck in my bed. /Grrrr. Now I can't go back to sleep until it's fixed./
What's your name? I'm called Chimamire Shibo. I said, pulling the scythe out of my bed, But you can call me Chi'. What happen?
Chi, huh? My name's Duo Maxwell. There were these guys trying to find you and these other guys trying to stop them from waking you up. I'm not sure why those guys were against your waking up, or why these guys wanted to get you. I'm just a mercenary and gimme my scythe back.
This is your scythe? That's my bed! Do you have any idea how long it's gonna be til it fixes itself? Way too long! And I was havin' such a great dream, too. I complained, pouting. I was always hungry when I woke up and with all the blood around, I definitely wasn't happy. I broke the blade off the scythe before handing it to Duo.
My scythe! What d'ya do that for?! Duo exclaimed. I shrugged, If you want, I can fix it. But it'll cost ya!
He seemed interested in the offer. What do you want? he asked, licking his lips. I looked straight into his blue-violet eyes, he flinched as I held the broken scythe together in his hands.
I whispered as my fangs lowered. Using my magic to repair Duo's scythe, I placed a small amount of his spirit energy into it because he seemed so fond of it. The steel sickle of the scythe broke and was replaced by an energy blade as Duo passed out. I tilted his head so I had access to his neck. Hope you don't mind if I help myself to your blood, Duo. I said into his mind as I started to feed.
/Of course I mind, Vampy. What the #$&@ did you do to me?!/ he thought.
Youre bonded to the scythe now. Its now like part of you. Ill talk more bout it later. I replied, a bit annoyed to be interrupted by my meal. Though he did taste good, I must admit, and I did tell him he tastes good.
/Whatever, Chi.../
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