This is still in the writing.
Animorphs: The Battle of One
By Jordi Sharpe
Prologue
Chapman's Basement
A Light flickered on.
Hedrick Chapman stepped into the false aurora of evil. Visser Three glared at him with fiery eyes. He didn't notice the silhouette of another person in the corner.
"Iniss Two Two Six! You continually fail me!" he barked, his eyes narrowing, "Why is it that you have not captured the Andalite Bandits?"
Chapman stumbled over his words, "Uh, well, er… you see… uh… visser… ah…"
"Stop bumbling you fool! If you proceed to fail, I will have you executed! No, you are still valuable. For now, I am demoting you to "Citezen Class". You will not participate in anymore plans for the Invasion. Do you understand?"
Chapman swallowed. Hard. "Y-yes Visser Three."
The visser nodded, "Good. For now, research human life even furthur. Do not fail me again." His skin melted as he began to morph. "Or face the Varnax!"
Chapman shuddered,"Yes sir!'
The hologram flickered off.
Chapman took a deep breath
"So, Illim," he said, turning around, "Tell me more about the Peace Movement."
Chapter 1
My name is Jake. You know me. The guy who's saving the world. The leader of an underground resistance. The Animorphs.
Lately, things have gotten weird. Like the dreams for example… of him…
Crayak.
My alarm went off. I opened my lids and reached for the button.
"Jake! Honey! Time to get up!" my mom called.
"Awww… come one mom. It's Sunday…"
"No, it's Monday, sleepy-head!"
I shot straight up in bed.
"WHAT?"
Tom poked his head in door.
"Yo, hurry up midget!" he said. He turned away, and rubbed his ear with his pinky.
He's one of them…
"Jake! I'm not going to tell you again!"
…a Controller…
"Oh, man, I'm late!" I cried with grief.
Tom laughed through door. "You got that right, bro."
The nightmare, as usual…
Only, different.
The others are standing.
Alive…