Disclaimer: I don't own Animorphs
THE DISEASE
An Animorphs fan fiction story by Jake Skywalker, edited by Anakin McFly
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Prologue
Hi, I'm Tobias. Half boy, half hawk. Confused? Don't worry, that's nothing. It gets even more confusing from now on. Me and my friends - the Animorphs, that's what we call ourselves. When we're not in school or caught up with homework and other stuff, we have to spend our time fighting mind-grabbing slugs called Yeerks for the survival of the human race. The Yeerks think we're Andalites, an alien species. The thing is, we're not. We're as human as you... if you're human in the first place. I guess there's no real way of knowing who might read this.
Anyway, there're six of us: Jake, Cassie, Rachel, Marco, Ax and me. With the exception of Ax, our Andalite friend, we're just merely humans with morphing technology. That isn't a lot, if you think about it. But it's enough to keep us going. The morphing technology allows us to... well, morph into any animal we touch, or 'acquire'. We sort of absorb their DNA into our bloodstream, and then all we have to do is concentrate on that animal to turn into it.
There's a downside to all this however. Maximum time in morph is two hours, or you stay in morph forever and become a nothlit, as the Andalites call it. That's what happened to me at least. So ever since that time I overstayed the two hours, I spend most of my time flying around as a red-tailed hawk. I managed to reacquire my morphing ability and can become human or another animal for two hours at most whenever I want to, but how that happened is another story. Now, however, my true form is that of a hawk.
Today was just another normal day. I was hungry and soaring above the treetops looking for a mouse to eat. If you think that's gross, too bad. I can't help it. It's my life. And besides, human food can be pretty gross sometimes too. Ever eaten a mealworm cookie?
Anyway, I found something else which made me temporarily forget about the mouse. A huge beacon stood in the park nearby, and I swooped lower for a closer look. Yeerk design...
I quickly flew back to Jake. He thought for a while, then told me to continue spying on the Yeerk Beacon and report to him if I saw anything weird. So I flew back and saw Chapman standing next to the beacon. He's my school's assistant principal, and also happens to be a human controller - someone whose brain a Yeerk currently inhabits and who is therefore under Yeerk control. Every kid probably has the feeling that their assistant principal is up to no good. For me, it's more that a feeling. I know it to be true.
Unfortunately, I not only saw Chapman but he saw me as well and for some reason recognised me. He raised a Dracon beam at me and snarled. "Die Andalite scum!"
The next thing I knew, Chapman had pulled the trigger and I felt a sudden burning sensation in my right wing. I fell to the ground and hit the grass, whereupon Chapman grabbed me and stuffed me into a bag. After that, everything went black.
When I regained consciousness I heard a voice speaking in the room. "But Visser..."
"Do not argue with me, scum. I want that Andalite bandit on my ship. I wish to conduct an... experiment with our new technology." There was an evil sounding chuckle.
I opened my eyes and found myself locked up in some cage. A little way off, Chapman, Visser Three and two Hork-Bajir with Dracon beams were standing. Visser Three finally realised I was awake and walked over.
"My little Andalite bandit has awoken, I see?"
"Oh yes, I forgot," the Visser sneered. "You're in morph."
He said something to the Hork-Bajir, and they carried both the cage and me aboard the Blade ship.
I had a bad feeling about this.
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TO BE CONTINUED... Please review! I'm only 10 years old, and this is my first Animorphs fic.
