N/A this story takes place several years after earth is taken. It will be shown to you thru the eyes of the ones who were there, so you can see as they did.
none of the animorphs carricters are mine '''= thought speach
I turned to the counsel that two of my arms rested on, and looked on as my planet blew apart at the seams, a last ditch effort at defending ourselves from the invaders, then I sent the voiceless command to the computer.
"'Show me the last of my race'''
A holographic display popped into being, showing me the space around the last remains of the plaint. A quick estimate; 600 yeerk ships (blue dots) in orbit, about 200 (green) of our ships, a very few andilites, in red, and billions of chunks of plaint. About 100 yeerk ships would be destroyed in the cosmic explosion, with them 700 million of us, the mon-jornant, a few thousand hork-bajir, tens of thousands of humans and millions of yeerks. The first of our ships begin to pass into zero-space.
I walked over to the weapons council and looked at the load out for our mission; 2 Z-Space torpedo tubes with 4 Z-space launch torpedoes, 12 space launch hi grade thermo nuclear weapons, two fixed shredders and two turrets ones. I turned to my copilot; a human female named Jordan, whom was 23 standard years old.
'''Do you know the mission human? ''' I asked her.
"Advance to within 6,000 standard miles of earth, fire a nuke at Los Angels, new York City and London respectively, go into Z-space then come out to do the same thing to targets on the taxxon home world, hork-bajir home world and the hoth-emane moon." She said it with no emotion, as if she didn't care we would destroy maybe a billion yeerks, and almost as many hosts, then as if in afterthought she said "the chances of us succeeding are 1 in billions." This she said with a small smirk, as if she LIKED the odds.
'''Then we shall go''' I said in the same brave 'voice' as I prepared the ship to enter zero-space.
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none of the animorphs carricters are mine '''= thought speach
I turned to the counsel that two of my arms rested on, and looked on as my planet blew apart at the seams, a last ditch effort at defending ourselves from the invaders, then I sent the voiceless command to the computer.
"'Show me the last of my race'''
A holographic display popped into being, showing me the space around the last remains of the plaint. A quick estimate; 600 yeerk ships (blue dots) in orbit, about 200 (green) of our ships, a very few andilites, in red, and billions of chunks of plaint. About 100 yeerk ships would be destroyed in the cosmic explosion, with them 700 million of us, the mon-jornant, a few thousand hork-bajir, tens of thousands of humans and millions of yeerks. The first of our ships begin to pass into zero-space.
I walked over to the weapons council and looked at the load out for our mission; 2 Z-Space torpedo tubes with 4 Z-space launch torpedoes, 12 space launch hi grade thermo nuclear weapons, two fixed shredders and two turrets ones. I turned to my copilot; a human female named Jordan, whom was 23 standard years old.
'''Do you know the mission human? ''' I asked her.
"Advance to within 6,000 standard miles of earth, fire a nuke at Los Angels, new York City and London respectively, go into Z-space then come out to do the same thing to targets on the taxxon home world, hork-bajir home world and the hoth-emane moon." She said it with no emotion, as if she didn't care we would destroy maybe a billion yeerks, and almost as many hosts, then as if in afterthought she said "the chances of us succeeding are 1 in billions." This she said with a small smirk, as if she LIKED the odds.
'''Then we shall go''' I said in the same brave 'voice' as I prepared the ship to enter zero-space.
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