My name was Jake, not that that matters much anymore. I cannot tell you my old last name, or our old addresses, it is too dangerous. And we have to be careful, so careful that we trust no one. Even if we lived with our birth families we would eventually be discovered. And every last one of us will be hunted to extinction by the Controllers. The Controllers are everywhere, EVERYWHERE.
Wait, I am getting way ahead of myself, lets go back to where it started. In the beginning We were human children, nothing extraordinary. But the Ancestral Power came to us and whisked us away when we were in great peril. The Ancestral Power created us, the Animorphs. Because he was sick and tired of the Andalite's and Controller's war destroying entire worlds. And created us so we could someday defeat the Controllers and make everybody free. Or if necessary annihilate them forever, if the most extreme approach was necessary.
They Ancestral Power taught us how to hunt, scavenge, fade away, fight...and survive. There are eight of us. The only eight members of the Animorph Race. Only eight members of the most hunted endangered species on Earth. There is Mareculus, the strategist, Casserelor, the medic, Tobaill, the Admiral, Rechatol, the Warrior, Kellora, the teacher, Jap, the scavenger, Jamoreas, the luetenant, and me, Jaekora, the leader.
