We'd never expected for things to get so out of hand, but they did. No matter what I did, the events that transpired would never be undone. It's like trying to put toothpaste back into its tube, once it's out, it can never be undone. Ok, let me start from the beginning.
My name is Rachel. I'm supposed to be dead.
It all happened about fifteen years ago, my friend Cassie and I were walking through a construction zone with our friends, Marco and Tobias, and my cousin, Jake. We'd never expected for our lives to get even crazier than they already were, but then we saw something shooting down from the sky and landing right in front of us. At first we couldn't believe it, we were mesmerized. Then something even weirder happened, an alien came out. Boy was I feeling woozy. Then he gave us something, a gift, a gift to transform into any animal that we touched. That sounded awesome, until we heard the down side: we had to use those powers to stop an evil alien race called the Yeerks, slimy disgusting creatures that crawl into your head and take control of your body. Along with the Yeerks, they brought Hork-Bajirs, a race of dragon-like creatures that were good, but were put under the Yeerks' control, and the Taxxons, creatures that looked like giant caterpillars. We were told to trust no one. We'd done great, fighting the invasion, but then it came to my final battle. Jake told me to attack. I'd attacked a Blade Ship. I killed my cousin Tom, and his Yeerk. Then shortly after, I was killed.
Later, I was cremated and taken away by Tobias. It was weird, because I didn't think I could morph as ashes, but I turned into…