chapter 4
Pandemonium!
Ross, Tobias, Kim, and Kevin broke down the inner wall, about six feet away from Jake and
Marco. Ross had gone into his brand new Lioness morph, Tobias was himself, Kim was a
crocodile, and Kevin was a bull. The battle that insued was not pretty. We barely made it out
alive, and with about four minutes left in morph. "Hey, I have an idea," Marco said as soon as we
were near Cassie's barn. "Lets never, ever do that again." He said with surprising sincerety. "Ax?
Can you find that information on your computer?" Cassie asked. It may be possible, with the
help of Captain Toorlin's Interstellar communication module. Ax said sternly. "Cool. We'll come
back on Saturday. Everybody, get cleared with the 'rents." Jake said. "Alyssa? Do you want me
to fly home with you?" Ross asked. "No, that's Okay, I have some stuff to do." I said. Ross
looked almost hurt. But that was his problem. I started to morph. It was one of my
favorite morphs, a Red-Tailed Hawk. I started to shrink, and my bones became the hollow bones
a bird needs to fly. My toes melted together, and became three long talons. My skin ran together
like hot wax, and formed feather patterns. Like tattoos. But then they did something that no
tattoo could ever do. They suddenly became real feathers. I was now a fully formed hawk. I
flapped my wings, and took off. I loved flying. It was one of the best things, if not the best, that
had come out this awful war. I could see Tobias flying in the distance. I flapped hard to catch up.
Hey, Tobias. I said. Hm? Oh, hi Alyssa. What're you doing out here? he asked,
nonchalantly. My house is just a few miles from here. I said. Tobias? Could I ask you a
personal question? I asked. I don't see why not. Shoot. he replied. Well, I was just
wondering, how do you live like this? I mean, you've got to miss human life. School, music,
books, TV. I said. Well, I try not to think about it to much. Sure, I miss all that stuff, but I've got
to accept the fact that this is me now, at least until the war is over. But yeah, I do miss it. I go to
Rachel's sometimes. She lets me read books, and watch TV. She's not really into my kind of
music though. he said. What kind? I asked. Old rock. Like from
1960-1990. You know, Led Zeppelin, Rush, Ozzy Ozbourne, that kind of stuff. he said. Really?
I love that kind of music. You can come over to my house anytime to listen to some. I said.
Thanks, you know, maybe I will. he said.
More to come!
Pandemonium!
Ross, Tobias, Kim, and Kevin broke down the inner wall, about six feet away from Jake and
Marco. Ross had gone into his brand new Lioness morph, Tobias was himself, Kim was a
crocodile, and Kevin was a bull. The battle that insued was not pretty. We barely made it out
alive, and with about four minutes left in morph. "Hey, I have an idea," Marco said as soon as we
were near Cassie's barn. "Lets never, ever do that again." He said with surprising sincerety. "Ax?
Can you find that information on your computer?" Cassie asked. It may be possible, with the
help of Captain Toorlin's Interstellar communication module. Ax said sternly. "Cool. We'll come
back on Saturday. Everybody, get cleared with the 'rents." Jake said. "Alyssa? Do you want me
to fly home with you?" Ross asked. "No, that's Okay, I have some stuff to do." I said. Ross
looked almost hurt. But that was his problem. I started to morph. It was one of my
favorite morphs, a Red-Tailed Hawk. I started to shrink, and my bones became the hollow bones
a bird needs to fly. My toes melted together, and became three long talons. My skin ran together
like hot wax, and formed feather patterns. Like tattoos. But then they did something that no
tattoo could ever do. They suddenly became real feathers. I was now a fully formed hawk. I
flapped my wings, and took off. I loved flying. It was one of the best things, if not the best, that
had come out this awful war. I could see Tobias flying in the distance. I flapped hard to catch up.
Hey, Tobias. I said. Hm? Oh, hi Alyssa. What're you doing out here? he asked,
nonchalantly. My house is just a few miles from here. I said. Tobias? Could I ask you a
personal question? I asked. I don't see why not. Shoot. he replied. Well, I was just
wondering, how do you live like this? I mean, you've got to miss human life. School, music,
books, TV. I said. Well, I try not to think about it to much. Sure, I miss all that stuff, but I've got
to accept the fact that this is me now, at least until the war is over. But yeah, I do miss it. I go to
Rachel's sometimes. She lets me read books, and watch TV. She's not really into my kind of
music though. he said. What kind? I asked. Old rock. Like from
1960-1990. You know, Led Zeppelin, Rush, Ozzy Ozbourne, that kind of stuff. he said. Really?
I love that kind of music. You can come over to my house anytime to listen to some. I said.
Thanks, you know, maybe I will. he said.
More to come!
