Disclaimer: I own nothing that is Animorphs. This story is really just for fun, and I thank K.A. Applegate for her amazing series and awesome ideas.

Chapter 2

Jean's POV: Revelations

When the Berenson's innocent hunt for a lawnmower had turned into a confusing and terrifying day, Jean was left imprisoned in her own mind, speeding toward her own house with her husband and son close, but impossibly far away.

She had screamed just as loudly, if not louder than her husband as her son, her Tom, laughed evilly nearby.

"What's going on, Tom? Why are you doing this? Stop these people! Tom! Tom!"

Jean was vaguely aware of her husband next to her, shouting and struggling, but it was no use. They were overpowered, and Tom, for whatever reason, wouldn't help them.

She continued to scream as she felt something slide through her ear, and kept right on screaming until she could no longer control her body.

Oh, be quiet human. You are under my power now. Just, think, me, in the host body of an Andalite bandit's mother

What are you talking about, you… you… creature? Why can't I move, or talk? What's an Andalite?

You really do not know? You must be a terrible mother to know so little about your sons. Jean gasped in her thoughts. Yes, yes, I can read all your thoughts and memories. I am a Yeerk, a member of the great race that is about to completely overtake Earth, and soon, the entire galaxy! And even the Andalites, our bitter enemies, cannot stop us. But I suppose you want to know more about your sons, am I right?

I don't need anything from you, you arrogant body snatcher! And stay away from my sons! Jean exclaimed angrily, but inside, she felt a deep fear. What was happening?

I know you are afraid, the Yeerk thought evilly. I just told you, I know everything about you. I will tell you why Tom's been so different lately. He has had a Yeerk in his head for years. Years! You never noticed, though. You never knew that your son was screaming and crying out, and no one could hear him. Which is what you will soon be doing, too.

No, not Tom! How could I not have seen it? Stay out of my head!

As Jean tried to regain control of her emotions, the Yeerk continued.

The Yeerk inside your son's head is in trouble now, however. Of course he is, for he has had an Andalite bandit living with him for years, and he had no idea. Ooh, the Visser will be after him for sure, finished the Yeerk gleefully.

Jean was confused, but it was no use hiding it, and the Yeerk continued.

Yes, your son Jake is an Andalite bandit, a member of the small party of raiders who have been a thorn in the Yeerk Empire's side for so long. He has been in countless battles and on many missions with his friends, all of them merely Earth teenagers! Except for the one Andalite, I suppose. Jake has been morphing into animals using Andalite morphing technology, attempting to stop us, and then returning home and pretending everything was fine for years! And you never noticed?

Jean wanted to cry, but couldn't. She wanted to kill the creature controlling her, and pretend none of this had ever happened, and that she and Steve and Jake and Tom were home, together, with Yeerks having never existed.

What are you talking about Yeerk? Jean demanded, but she was beginning to understand.

Yes, Jake has become a warrior. Little Jake, who has been alone for so long. Stuck in a house with a brother he knew would kill him if he found out the truth, and unable to confide in anyone or trust even his parents. You mistook your son's battle induced weariness for teenage angst, and had no idea of the pain and suffering he was going through daily or of the scars you never saw. You never knew…

But Jean tuned the Yeerk out. She thought of all the times she and Steve had yelled at Jake, and of all the times he must have had to lie to them. Jean knew now that, as much as she wanted to ignore the Yeerk, it was telling the truth. And she cried for Tom, too. She cried for her baby who had been imprisoned with no one to help him, and for never noticing that he needed her. With despair in her heart, Jean watched the Yeerk in her husband make him turn onto their street, and saw Tom's hand, and her own, raise strange weapons, preparing to fire.

Steve's POV

Steve had experienced the same things as his wife, but with even more indignation and anger.

Let my family and me go, right now, you parasite! Give us our bodies back, and get off our planet! He couldn't stand the thought that he couldn't protect his family, and was especially unprepared when the Yeerk told him about Tom and Jake and the lives they had been leading without their parents ever knowing.

You should just quit your screaming now human, because you will never be free again. Here. To occupy your time, watch this memory I have from being inside my last human host when the Andalite bandits attacked, and we forced them to retreat. Watch and wonder which is your son, the warrior. Soon, he and his friends will be ours!

And so Steve watched horrified, as the animals battling the Yeerks were injured and had to stop their attack. He couldn't believe that Jake could have been fighting a war, and that he had never noticed. But he also knew how proud he was of Jake. He had been fighting a threat against the entire human race, and had still gone to school and done chores. His son was a hero.

Steve's hands directed the car onto the street where the Berenson's lived, and he watched his family raise their weapons.

Tom's POV

Even though he was sickened by the thought that he had handed his own parents over to the Yeerks, Tom was ecstatic. As soon as he found out why his family had needed to be taken, he laughed at the Yeerk in his head, now in deep trouble for not knowing about the Andalite bandit that had been right under his nose. It was finally Tom's turn to be triumphant.

Take that, Yeerk. You think you're all powerful and all knowing, well then, why didn't you know my brother was part of the Andalite bandits?

Way to go, Jake, Tom thought to himself, as opposed to speaking to the Yeerk, though he knew it could still hear him.

As the Yeerks forced Tom and his parents into the car and headed toward his house, the Yeerk broke his angry silence.

Do not worry about my mistakes, human. We are about to eliminate your brother, anyway. Earth will be ours!

Oh, Jake, Tom lamented. I wish I could've comforted you. If only I could have helped you, made sure you weren't alone.

And as the Yeerks raised the Dracon beams in his mother's and his hands, Tom had never been more proud.

C'mon, Jake. Beat these slugs.

Author's note: I hope everything in that chapter was clear enough. Please review!

And thanks to ASongInMyHead for the first review/ feedback.