The Officer
By Super Hurricane, an author who doesn't take no reviews to keep on writing.
Ch 1 Marco
My name is Marco, no last name. I'm pretty sure you now understand now the Yeerk Invasion right now and who I am. I'm supposedly dead to the Yeerks and so is my dad and mom, who was once Visser One. But I'm pretty(and cute) sure that after reading 54 books of my history would be enough for you. But right now, I'm not going to get to the part describing Yeerks right now. Me and the others, Jake, the leader who doesn't want to be leader anymore, Rachel, our amazon warrior-fashion model, and Cassie, our animal expert and fastest morpher. There's also Tobias, a human who's now our roadkill eating hawk who spent too much time in morph and locked himself inside but gained his power to morph again, and Aximili-Esgarrouth-Isthill, our deer-human-scorpion combo Andalite with blue fur and 360 degree eye stalks on his head. He's the brother of that dying prince Elfangor who gave us morphing powers, go figure. But now, this must be the end as we walked down the pier to the Yeerk Pool. It seems we had been found out, and the Free Hork-Bajir were either dead or infested, only Toby escaped.I was first in line, Jake second, Rachel third, Cassie fourth, Ax fifth. They were holding Tobias in a holding pen, designed by Tobias's nemesis, Taylor, who's still alive. Unvoluntary hosts stared as I walked, a Hork-Bajir with a Dracon beam at my head, and sat down crying since we "were" their last hope to freeing them. Our parents were also in the cages of this underground terror.
If we tried morphing, they're instant fry us faster than a paper through a shredder. But we just couldn't be like this.
I wanted to free us all! Visser Three, now Visser One, was cheering and gloating to a screen on one of the walls. I knew he was taking to the Council of Thirteen. He looked like Ax, only more Adult and had a aura of darkness around him. I felt the Hork-Bajir kick my legs from under me as I got close to the end of the pier. I fell toward and she/he held my head sideways so the Yeerk could come up inside. I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes, but I heard a small hissing sound, from my top ear, towards the ceiling. I opened one eye.The visser must have heard it also as his stalk eyes turned around, main eyes on the screen, towards whatever the sound was. I am seeming to sense a disruption in this. I want to see these morphing children to be infested but can't until the sound is gone. Blue Bands, search and destroy whoever is making that sound! he said in private thought-speak. I could hear it just the same. The hissing stopped and a heavy metal panel fell from the Yeerk complex's ceiling and into the yellow liquid of the pool, probably killing a few Yeerks, I hoped. Dirt poured in, from the hole made, and two figures agilely came down. One of them landed feet first, while the other fell on a sharp rock, I thought I heard a moan. The figure got up to its feet while rubbing its bottom. Who are you! What is the meaning of this? shouted Visser One, obviously very upset.
Suddenly spotlights came on the two figures. They were both woman, wearing blue plastic-like suits with yellow shoulder pads. They had red round earrings, blue Cylinder-like hats and red hairbands and looked like teenagers. Of course, there were differences, like one had blue eyes and the other red, and one looked serious and the other goofy like and one had yellow curly-bunched up hair and the other with flowing green hair. These girls looked like trouble with the guns they held up, as they looked coldly at Visser One and pointed their guns, "Visser One, you are under arrest!"
By Super Hurricane, an author who doesn't take no reviews to keep on writing.
Ch 1 Marco
My name is Marco, no last name. I'm pretty sure you now understand now the Yeerk Invasion right now and who I am. I'm supposedly dead to the Yeerks and so is my dad and mom, who was once Visser One. But I'm pretty(and cute) sure that after reading 54 books of my history would be enough for you. But right now, I'm not going to get to the part describing Yeerks right now. Me and the others, Jake, the leader who doesn't want to be leader anymore, Rachel, our amazon warrior-fashion model, and Cassie, our animal expert and fastest morpher. There's also Tobias, a human who's now our roadkill eating hawk who spent too much time in morph and locked himself inside but gained his power to morph again, and Aximili-Esgarrouth-Isthill, our deer-human-scorpion combo Andalite with blue fur and 360 degree eye stalks on his head. He's the brother of that dying prince Elfangor who gave us morphing powers, go figure. But now, this must be the end as we walked down the pier to the Yeerk Pool. It seems we had been found out, and the Free Hork-Bajir were either dead or infested, only Toby escaped.I was first in line, Jake second, Rachel third, Cassie fourth, Ax fifth. They were holding Tobias in a holding pen, designed by Tobias's nemesis, Taylor, who's still alive. Unvoluntary hosts stared as I walked, a Hork-Bajir with a Dracon beam at my head, and sat down crying since we "were" their last hope to freeing them. Our parents were also in the cages of this underground terror.
If we tried morphing, they're instant fry us faster than a paper through a shredder. But we just couldn't be like this.
I wanted to free us all! Visser Three, now Visser One, was cheering and gloating to a screen on one of the walls. I knew he was taking to the Council of Thirteen. He looked like Ax, only more Adult and had a aura of darkness around him. I felt the Hork-Bajir kick my legs from under me as I got close to the end of the pier. I fell toward and she/he held my head sideways so the Yeerk could come up inside. I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes, but I heard a small hissing sound, from my top ear, towards the ceiling. I opened one eye.The visser must have heard it also as his stalk eyes turned around, main eyes on the screen, towards whatever the sound was. I am seeming to sense a disruption in this. I want to see these morphing children to be infested but can't until the sound is gone. Blue Bands, search and destroy whoever is making that sound! he said in private thought-speak. I could hear it just the same. The hissing stopped and a heavy metal panel fell from the Yeerk complex's ceiling and into the yellow liquid of the pool, probably killing a few Yeerks, I hoped. Dirt poured in, from the hole made, and two figures agilely came down. One of them landed feet first, while the other fell on a sharp rock, I thought I heard a moan. The figure got up to its feet while rubbing its bottom. Who are you! What is the meaning of this? shouted Visser One, obviously very upset.
Suddenly spotlights came on the two figures. They were both woman, wearing blue plastic-like suits with yellow shoulder pads. They had red round earrings, blue Cylinder-like hats and red hairbands and looked like teenagers. Of course, there were differences, like one had blue eyes and the other red, and one looked serious and the other goofy like and one had yellow curly-bunched up hair and the other with flowing green hair. These girls looked like trouble with the guns they held up, as they looked coldly at Visser One and pointed their guns, "Visser One, you are under arrest!"