Authors note: Hi, I was asked to do this, so I agreed, who's complaining? Not me. Let me explain. Admiral Albia and I decided that, because Rachel was dead we would bring her back to life. So… part one is written by Admiral Albia, part two by me part three by her, and so on. If you want to use the first chapter to start your own Yay-Rachel-Is-Alive-Story, then you are more than welcome.
Disclaimer: Neither of us invented or own Animorphs.
Rachel's Pov
The girl in front of me blinked, confusion clouding her dark brown eyes. Tobias looked at me, then at the girl. "Uh, Rachel, you remember Cassie…right?
I looked at her. Brown hair, messed by sleep, but eyes wide and alert. I felt as though I did remember her from somewhere, but I wasn't sure from where. I wanted to kick butt. Wait, where had that thought come from?
"Um, Cassie, look. We have a, um, situation."
The girl called Cassie raised her eyebrows, "No kidding, and you have some explaining to do."
As Tobias proceeded to tell this girl how he had literally
brought me back to life, I felt memory stirring in me.
A barn, like the one outside, in fact, identical. There
were three humans, one hawk, an alien and I. The weirdest bunch of creatures
you could ever hope to see.
But I couldn't remember things, like, where this actually
was, what it was called. I felt frustrated. There almost seemed to be a
barrier, something solid blocking me from finding out, and I didn't like that.
So I began to push at it, trying to weaken it but as I
pushed, the world began to spin, and blacken.
I was unconscious before I hit the floor.
As I began to awaken I heard noises, someone calling my name another person, whom I later realised was Tobias was standing over me, with a cold flannel, threatening to dump it on me unless I woke up "in the next five seconds."
Slowly I opened my eyes. Aaargh! Sunlight! The suns rays were streaming directly in through the open curtains, dazzling my vision and making me see stars.
The hateful girl, (Cassie I later remembered) was standing over me.
"Tobias, she's awake!" She yelled in a loud shrill voice. Ouch, my head.
"Whew, Rachel, are you ok? Speak to me."
"Um, Tobias, who is this exactly?"
His eyes widened slightly, and he blew his messy bangs away from his face in a short exhalation of breath. "Rachel, you don't remember Cassie?"
I stared blankly for a few seconds before saying, "Well, sort of. I mean, a bit, I know who she is, just can't remember, exactly, um."
"Hmm, You know, it is possible that in my haste to contain her elixir I was rather shoddy."
"She doesn't remember me!?" Shrieked the girl, "But, I'm her best friend."
"Well, that's how it would appear at the moment. Maybe we should take her home."
Yes, home. I wanted to go home. Now.
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As I de-morphed in my room (the window had been open) I heard voices from downstairs. My mums voice. My dads, my sisters, and Jakes. And wait, was that, Tom? "Yeerk." I hissed under my breath.
Rachel, wait, Tom isn't a controller anymore.
I didn't take any notice. I had to get down there.
As I descended the stairs I saw at least eight people sitting round in the living room. My aunt and uncle were there as well.
It should be a happy occasion, so why was everyone crying? Then I realised, it was because of me.
The only one who appeared not to be, was my mum. Strange that, oh yeah, she knew I was coming back. See Tobias had explained to her.
Suddenly the step I was standing on creaked, startling me, and pitching me forward to land in a heap on the floor. A tangle of arms and legs. Ouch.
Looking up from my ungraceful position I saw seven people, and a tiger, all staring at me in a mixture of shock and joy. (obviously Jake had been so on edge that he had morphed the second the step creaked.)
I managed a weak grin, "Hi everyone, it's good to be back."
And that was when I was enveloped in the biggest hug I have ever experienced.
Later Cassie took me out to get some clothes. Ah the mall, a place where I could chill out, relax, and SPEND, SPEND, SPEND!
Or… maybe not relax.
As I walked along, past all the old shops, I noticed a commotion coming from the food court. Hmm, two guesses as to what that was.
Pulling Cassie over, I saw a boy about my age, though a little short, standing in front of another really, the only word to describe it is cute, boy. The shorter one was grumbling furiously under his breath and I managed to catch a bit of what he was saying. "Don't know why I had to be the one to take you out…mumble, mumble,… after all,… mumble,… just one taste and,… mumble.
All this was spoken through gritted teeth as the boy tried to wipe the sticky icing off the others face.
"Marco,… co,… o,… I'm sorry, I have never gotten, o…tten over the unique…ique experience of taste…aste."
"you will be going eek in a minute, grumbled Marco.
Slowly I walked over, savouring what I was about to do. This would give Marco a heart attack for sure.
Swiftly I put an arm around each of their shoulders.
"Hi guys!" I said cheerfully.
Marco fainted.
"Captain, we are receiving a transmission from another
spaceship."
"Reply immediately."
"Yes sir."
"Lieutenant Nurhur, prepare the weapons, if the other
ship fires at us, shoot them."
"Yes sir."
"Sir, the other ship has opened fire, our shields will
not be able to take the impact."
The entire ship shuddered as the laser cannon fired a
beam at the ship.
"Shields are down completely sir."
"Very well, when they come aboard, we must fight." An
intimidating Andalite rose to his feet. "Catherine, you and Zechs stay here,
defend this part. Miliardo, Nurhur, come with me."
Although they all fought very bravely, the Andalites were
defeated, and, as they were swarmed over by an evil race called The Baraques
they felt despair.
And as they were bound, a terrible, chilling, cold voice
issued over the intercom. "Welcome ladies and Gentlemen, we will do you a great
honour, you will be our first test subjects, for a new experiment I've been
working on."
And the Andalites were afraid.
Authors note: Ok, if I got ANYTHING wrong, or if you would like to comment on my terrible writing please can you e-mail me and let me know what you think? The next bit is by Admiral Albia, and will be out any time now… Bye! J
D.D. Duley.
My E-mail address is 98AppsR@farringtons.kent.sch.uk.
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