I haven't written an Animorphs fan fic in a while. So, bare with me, okay?

Disclaimer - I don't own these characters or Animorphs. But I did write this story and I did create the character Sam.

Chapter 1

My name is Sam.

I am an Animorph - that's the name Marco made up. There are six of us. Yes, six. Well, we've got Ax too.

Formally, there were five Animorphs, but then I came along and discovered their secret. It was very hard to believe at first, but now I'm one of them.

Let me start over. Us humans, we're not the only intelligent species out there. There's others, yep, aliens. I can even name a few species, Andalites, Hork-Bajir, Taxxons, Leerans, Gedds, Chee, Ellimists, and the Yeerks. Yuck.

Yeerks are parasites that enter a body, cover the brain, and take over. Rude, isn't it?

Someone who has been taken over by a Yeerk looses all control, power, and privacy. That Yeerk can flip through your memories like I flip channels on the TV. It's that easy. We call these people controllers.

Those damn evil Yeerks are after us humans. Well, at least there is good fighting this evil, the Andalites. A brave Andalite Prince gave my friends the power to morph, and they've passed it on to me. Not a very generous thing, as you'll find out. But if I can help my world the slightest bit. Hell yeah, I'm there.

Ooooh crap! I cursed starring up at the Hork-Bajir in front of me. These things are huge! Even when you're a leopard!

Get used to it, Marco quipped, They're even bigger when you're and ant.

Ha, ha. I said sarcastically as a jumped at the creature. I clawed him just enough to injure him and pushed my way past.

Raiding a meeting of the Sharing wasn't one of my best ideas. But they were about to infest six year olds! I've got a soft spot for kids, okay? We were spying on them to see what they were up to and we found out. Well, Marco and me did. None of the others would have barged in like that.

I didn't see the Hork-Bajir lurking in the shadows, I didn't see any weapons, and I had to help those little kids. So, I acted irrationally. It happens every so often with me. Weeeel, it happens a lot.

I think we scared off the kids. I said, seeing the first graders running for their lives.

Mission accomplished? Marco asked, Can we leave?

Yep, I would say so. I agreed, 1…2…3…Run!

We dashed away as fast as we could. Considering I was a leopard and he was a wolf, that was pretty fast. So, we made it out of there alive.

At least those kids were safe. For now. But I couldn't help but think, some how they'd eventually end up a controller. Sad, but true.