The D1 Effect
Chapter 1
As told by John Leeroy
"Roger that, George, commencing terraform ep-stage 1." I replied the ship's chief technician, George "Buttons" Halloway of Europa. Before the Sythes came, Europa was one of the colonies which were known as the "fun in the sun" colonies. Nothing but high-tech fun and games.
"We have life support systems stable, call for departure of Utopia?" Buttons said, barely acknowledging my statment.
"Affirmitive." My close friend, Peter "Mon Capitain" Quin of Earth's Moon replied. He was the ship's current captain.
"Who goes first?" I asked eagerly. Even though the sensors showed it being perfectly breathable, history showed us that sensors could be wrong. In a very catostrophic way.
"Well, you go ahead," Buttons almost sneered. Well, it was sort of true. The ship's head exploration and navigation engineer should go first. Even though I was reluctant, I started heading to the pressure hatch getting ready for the elements.
"Computer, what is the current temperture on the surface of Lapios?" I asked. Lapios was the name of the planet that we decided to terraform. It was 10 years before we could finally step out, and this was it. Even though our cobbled together ship was humongous, bigger than a class XXX-6B transport designed to carry 20,000 people, we needed to "Get outside" as they said when Earth's Moon and Mars were the only colonies in space.
"Condition stable. Tempeture reads at 65.3429 degrees farenhiet and windspeed is currently at 3.5672 miles per hour." The familiar mechanized voice of the Utopia's main computer said.
I sighed. The pressure hatch opened up with me cathing my last glimpse at my friends. NO! I was being too pessimistic. I was catching A glimpse at my friends. There.
I walked in, humming the millinium old tune, mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the lord. A loud hiss came as the pressure lock had sealed. Only the fateful door awaited me. I cautiously called for the computer to open it.
Whooooosssshhh! A gust of air burst in as I took a look at the now slightly brush-filled landscape in front of me. It seemed like the air was breathable. And the gravity was slightly heavier than I was used to on Mars. About 1 g. I forcefully walked around, getting used to the natural gravity. On board, it was about .6 g's, so it was a hard labor to walk.
"Air stable, but it's a hard one to walk around. Come on down," I said into my mouthpiece, trying to smile under the unusually high gravity.
"Roger that," came the reply.
All along the mile long craft doors started to open and each sector started to open up for people of their factions. You see, our ship was divided by planet/colony, and sometimes hostilities were brought up between us. The idea of separateing the ship into factions sort of cooled these ill-feelings. Eventually, when we rebuilt the human race, we will form different countries like they did before the United Earth Nations pact was signed in 2190. For now, we would just set up our own colonies.
"Whoa, wait a second here, we got something. Call them to stop taking the people out."
The flooding of people soon stopped dead in it's tracks as I stood gaping in awe at the sight ahead. It couldn't be! It seemed to be Negative Energy Quantum Anomaly, but it simply couldn't be! The only one ever discovered was less than a molecule in radius, but this was nearly 5 feet in radius! And it just opened up before me!
"Ground, we got a 5' radius NEQA here."
"WHAT?!" Their reaction was understanable.
"Yes, Peter, you heard me. Send the rest of my crew and the scientist. This is a discovery." I said, still unbalieving what lay before me.
"You are telling me," He said, as I imagined him gaping like I was then. "You heard Condor, send 'em in."
It was impossible. Well, it could have been posible, maybe for a NEQQA, or a Negative Energy Quantum Quasi-Anomoly, sort of a toned down version of it, mixed in with an ultravilot trick, but a true NEQA? Impossible!
I watched at my team of 30 explorers poured out of the main bridge's departion hatch. About 10 scientists also came, carrying various gadgets and things. I wouldn't have been expected to know what they were, but if I did, I'd tell you.
"Well, what do we have- whoa, no way," Fred "Jaguar" Reinhound stuttered at he stared into the NEQA about 50 yards away from us. The rest of the explorers gathered around me gaping in wonder at the 10 foot diameter, blue swirling thing.
But, we were catious, and the scientists? If that NEQA was a 3 mile tall, fire breathing Thiquis Nianoo, they'd have still run straight towards it, with gadgets and thingamabobers on. It was their paradise.
"Jacob, don't get too close!" I yelled to the head scientist, Jacob Smith.
"Call your men back, Condor, the NEQA is unstable!" I head through my ear piece.
"What? No, you mean-" I couldn't finish that sentence. No, it couldn't be. No. This was the theory in action, if it was unstable, well, it just couldn't be unstable, could it.
"Readings are off the chart on the NEQA! Call them back!" Peter yelled.
"JACOB!" I yelled hoplessly to the doomed scientist an his crew. If we didn't get out of here, than we would be too.
"What? We have a NEQA here! An actually existing material that can prove the existence of worm h-"
"SHUT UP! GET OUT OF HERE NOW!" I yelled, scrambling along with the other explorers to the ship. The only way we could possibly get out of their in time was an immidiate Z-Space jump or...
"Peter, call for hyper jump as soon as we get on board!" I called into my biological microphone that we attached to the vocal cords earlier on, around 2399.
"It hasn't even been tested!"
"Peter, you know what the theory states. Z-space is not safe either. The only way out is being in the 0th demesion."
"Well, we could-"
"SHUT UP!" I yelled impatiently. Only way out of the QA bang, as they called it. If all universes will collapse, why be in any of them?
"Sorry, wait a second, it's a wormhole, right?"
"I don't know, it could be anything. It couldn't even be a NEQA, for all I know."
"Well, their has to be another NEQA at the end of the negative energy span, so we could go through back in time...
"We couldn't! Wait, we could but..."
"What?"
"Sensors are picking up that it's unstable, right?"
"Yes."
"Well, according to the theory, it CANT be unstable."
"Good point."
"Which means..."
TSSEEEEEEWWWWW! TSSEEEEEEWWWWW! The hologram disentergrated into nothingness. 5 cloaked ships zoomed above us, spraying laser firse all along the ground. They were oddly shaped ships; they seemed awlmost like coakroaches without legs.
"Back to the ship, the Sycthes are back!" I heard Fred yell.
"No, it couldn't be them, they didn't have ships like that!" I yelled back.
Turning the bio-mic to private, I said to Peter, "Peter, fire all weapons at those ships!"
Even though he was the captain, he still listned to me, his friend, and began fireing the surprisingly strong pro/neu shift beams at the intruders. The powerful weapons simply disentergrated along the shielded hulls of the intruding ships. The only effect that any of us could see was the brief shuddering of them, before they came swooping down for the kill, like an Earthen bird of prey.
"Abandon ship!" Peter yelled for all to hear. The ship becam alive with everybody trying to gather all their valuables to escape somewhere into the hilly terrain of Lapios. It was a game of cat an mouse, and guess who we were?
Pandemonium! Utter pandemonium! People scurrying everywhere, screaming, sizzleing of burnt flesh, it could have been the only evil that we knew of, the Scythes. Wait, there were other evils that humans knew of. Or at least, they though they knew of.
There was a legend of a species called the Yeerks. They were a race destined to take utter control of the universe. They said that they were a race of parasitic worms that slithered in through the ear canal of a sentinet being and wrapped themselves around the brain, taking utter control of the being. The bad part about it, my father said, was the creature they controlled was completly concious. It was literally a living hell.
The human race was a target for these yeerks. but a group that was known as the "Animorphs" drove them away. All we know to this date is that they were human, but nothing else is known, other than the know nearly extinct Andalites drove the rest of the yeerks away.
Something deep down told me that these were the yeerks, the evil personification of hell, that were coming to annihilate the reminents of one of the greatest species ever to live. And I was not going to let that happen.
"Peter, before you get off, tell me every piece of information compiled on the Animorphs."
A/N: See how it's coming together? Odd story, weird plot. R&R!
Chapter 1
As told by John Leeroy
"Roger that, George, commencing terraform ep-stage 1." I replied the ship's chief technician, George "Buttons" Halloway of Europa. Before the Sythes came, Europa was one of the colonies which were known as the "fun in the sun" colonies. Nothing but high-tech fun and games.
"We have life support systems stable, call for departure of Utopia?" Buttons said, barely acknowledging my statment.
"Affirmitive." My close friend, Peter "Mon Capitain" Quin of Earth's Moon replied. He was the ship's current captain.
"Who goes first?" I asked eagerly. Even though the sensors showed it being perfectly breathable, history showed us that sensors could be wrong. In a very catostrophic way.
"Well, you go ahead," Buttons almost sneered. Well, it was sort of true. The ship's head exploration and navigation engineer should go first. Even though I was reluctant, I started heading to the pressure hatch getting ready for the elements.
"Computer, what is the current temperture on the surface of Lapios?" I asked. Lapios was the name of the planet that we decided to terraform. It was 10 years before we could finally step out, and this was it. Even though our cobbled together ship was humongous, bigger than a class XXX-6B transport designed to carry 20,000 people, we needed to "Get outside" as they said when Earth's Moon and Mars were the only colonies in space.
"Condition stable. Tempeture reads at 65.3429 degrees farenhiet and windspeed is currently at 3.5672 miles per hour." The familiar mechanized voice of the Utopia's main computer said.
I sighed. The pressure hatch opened up with me cathing my last glimpse at my friends. NO! I was being too pessimistic. I was catching A glimpse at my friends. There.
I walked in, humming the millinium old tune, mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the lord. A loud hiss came as the pressure lock had sealed. Only the fateful door awaited me. I cautiously called for the computer to open it.
Whooooosssshhh! A gust of air burst in as I took a look at the now slightly brush-filled landscape in front of me. It seemed like the air was breathable. And the gravity was slightly heavier than I was used to on Mars. About 1 g. I forcefully walked around, getting used to the natural gravity. On board, it was about .6 g's, so it was a hard labor to walk.
"Air stable, but it's a hard one to walk around. Come on down," I said into my mouthpiece, trying to smile under the unusually high gravity.
"Roger that," came the reply.
All along the mile long craft doors started to open and each sector started to open up for people of their factions. You see, our ship was divided by planet/colony, and sometimes hostilities were brought up between us. The idea of separateing the ship into factions sort of cooled these ill-feelings. Eventually, when we rebuilt the human race, we will form different countries like they did before the United Earth Nations pact was signed in 2190. For now, we would just set up our own colonies.
"Whoa, wait a second here, we got something. Call them to stop taking the people out."
The flooding of people soon stopped dead in it's tracks as I stood gaping in awe at the sight ahead. It couldn't be! It seemed to be Negative Energy Quantum Anomaly, but it simply couldn't be! The only one ever discovered was less than a molecule in radius, but this was nearly 5 feet in radius! And it just opened up before me!
"Ground, we got a 5' radius NEQA here."
"WHAT?!" Their reaction was understanable.
"Yes, Peter, you heard me. Send the rest of my crew and the scientist. This is a discovery." I said, still unbalieving what lay before me.
"You are telling me," He said, as I imagined him gaping like I was then. "You heard Condor, send 'em in."
It was impossible. Well, it could have been posible, maybe for a NEQQA, or a Negative Energy Quantum Quasi-Anomoly, sort of a toned down version of it, mixed in with an ultravilot trick, but a true NEQA? Impossible!
I watched at my team of 30 explorers poured out of the main bridge's departion hatch. About 10 scientists also came, carrying various gadgets and things. I wouldn't have been expected to know what they were, but if I did, I'd tell you.
"Well, what do we have- whoa, no way," Fred "Jaguar" Reinhound stuttered at he stared into the NEQA about 50 yards away from us. The rest of the explorers gathered around me gaping in wonder at the 10 foot diameter, blue swirling thing.
But, we were catious, and the scientists? If that NEQA was a 3 mile tall, fire breathing Thiquis Nianoo, they'd have still run straight towards it, with gadgets and thingamabobers on. It was their paradise.
"Jacob, don't get too close!" I yelled to the head scientist, Jacob Smith.
"Call your men back, Condor, the NEQA is unstable!" I head through my ear piece.
"What? No, you mean-" I couldn't finish that sentence. No, it couldn't be. No. This was the theory in action, if it was unstable, well, it just couldn't be unstable, could it.
"Readings are off the chart on the NEQA! Call them back!" Peter yelled.
"JACOB!" I yelled hoplessly to the doomed scientist an his crew. If we didn't get out of here, than we would be too.
"What? We have a NEQA here! An actually existing material that can prove the existence of worm h-"
"SHUT UP! GET OUT OF HERE NOW!" I yelled, scrambling along with the other explorers to the ship. The only way we could possibly get out of their in time was an immidiate Z-Space jump or...
"Peter, call for hyper jump as soon as we get on board!" I called into my biological microphone that we attached to the vocal cords earlier on, around 2399.
"It hasn't even been tested!"
"Peter, you know what the theory states. Z-space is not safe either. The only way out is being in the 0th demesion."
"Well, we could-"
"SHUT UP!" I yelled impatiently. Only way out of the QA bang, as they called it. If all universes will collapse, why be in any of them?
"Sorry, wait a second, it's a wormhole, right?"
"I don't know, it could be anything. It couldn't even be a NEQA, for all I know."
"Well, their has to be another NEQA at the end of the negative energy span, so we could go through back in time...
"We couldn't! Wait, we could but..."
"What?"
"Sensors are picking up that it's unstable, right?"
"Yes."
"Well, according to the theory, it CANT be unstable."
"Good point."
"Which means..."
TSSEEEEEEWWWWW! TSSEEEEEEWWWWW! The hologram disentergrated into nothingness. 5 cloaked ships zoomed above us, spraying laser firse all along the ground. They were oddly shaped ships; they seemed awlmost like coakroaches without legs.
"Back to the ship, the Sycthes are back!" I heard Fred yell.
"No, it couldn't be them, they didn't have ships like that!" I yelled back.
Turning the bio-mic to private, I said to Peter, "Peter, fire all weapons at those ships!"
Even though he was the captain, he still listned to me, his friend, and began fireing the surprisingly strong pro/neu shift beams at the intruders. The powerful weapons simply disentergrated along the shielded hulls of the intruding ships. The only effect that any of us could see was the brief shuddering of them, before they came swooping down for the kill, like an Earthen bird of prey.
"Abandon ship!" Peter yelled for all to hear. The ship becam alive with everybody trying to gather all their valuables to escape somewhere into the hilly terrain of Lapios. It was a game of cat an mouse, and guess who we were?
Pandemonium! Utter pandemonium! People scurrying everywhere, screaming, sizzleing of burnt flesh, it could have been the only evil that we knew of, the Scythes. Wait, there were other evils that humans knew of. Or at least, they though they knew of.
There was a legend of a species called the Yeerks. They were a race destined to take utter control of the universe. They said that they were a race of parasitic worms that slithered in through the ear canal of a sentinet being and wrapped themselves around the brain, taking utter control of the being. The bad part about it, my father said, was the creature they controlled was completly concious. It was literally a living hell.
The human race was a target for these yeerks. but a group that was known as the "Animorphs" drove them away. All we know to this date is that they were human, but nothing else is known, other than the know nearly extinct Andalites drove the rest of the yeerks away.
Something deep down told me that these were the yeerks, the evil personification of hell, that were coming to annihilate the reminents of one of the greatest species ever to live. And I was not going to let that happen.
"Peter, before you get off, tell me every piece of information compiled on the Animorphs."
A/N: See how it's coming together? Odd story, weird plot. R&R!
