Ah okay. I've had this idea for a very long time. An Idea way before I had really gotten into anime, and it's been on my mind lately. Finally I just decided to get it out. It's about a girl who is half andalite. Confusing idea so I had to write a prologue(which is a story in itself, but a short one). So you might want to read it if you want the idea explained. It's called "Asgariem"
Anyway this occurs who knows how many books before the end of the series and a few books after ax..basically it's in the middle of the series but I havn't read the books in so long to be able to give exact numbers.
Well, I won't bore you any longer and let you get on with the story.
Very Short Disclaimer: I don't own Animorphs. Viola, Gari and Erik however, are mine.
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There were a lot of rumors going around about the Lawrence place, twelve acres of land including forest that sat at the edge of town. But no one ever saw much, the entire plot of land was surrounded by a fence meant to keep people out. Occassionally you would see a dog, maybe a deer. The Lawrences were very private people and they lived like hermits, no one came to visit except their doctor and friend, a man named Frank Cappa.
Gari Lawrence was a waitress at a nearby cafe and Erik was a successful writer who only left the house to maybe do shopping or visit friends. It was known the Lawrences had a daughter named Viola, but no one ever saw her. In fact no one could even remember whether or not they had even caught a glimpse of the young girl who would now be fifteen. She stayed at home, was schooled at home, and never left the Lawrence place.
Some people claimed she was horribly disfigured, others thought the girl insane. Other people just believed the Lawrences had killed their daughter many years ago, and had kept it quiet since.
Either way the Lawrence's refused any visitors, they were very kind, polite people, but no one had ever been inside their home, ever.
"Viola! get up!"
Viola groaned, slamming her hand down on her clock as she rolled over on her bed.
"Viola!"
"I'm up!"
She sighed sitting up and rubbing her eyes before climbing drowsily out of bed. Stretching her arms she walked over to the restroom, stumbling through the door to splash water on her face. She picked up a brush and looked into the mirror, careful too avoid the two stalk eyes on top of her head as she brushed through her shoulder length auburn hair. It was clear at first glance Viola wasn't an ordinary girl. Her skin was mostly blue, covered with fur around her body and legs to half way down her arms. two stalk eyes were plainly visible on the top of her head and her eyes were a deep violet. Her ears were slightly longer and more pointed then most and her legs resembled more like the forlegs of a deer.
It wasn't hard to see why her parents kept her from the outside world, she wasn't exactly normal. She was far beyond it. Sighing she layed her stalk eyes down and tied them in with her hair by a pink ribbon.
She walked back into her room and slipped on a pair of jeans and shirt before trotting down the stairs into the kitchen.
"Morning dad."
Erik Lawrence looked up from the stove, smiling at his daughter. He was a tall man with red hair and blue eyes, freckles dotting his cheeks. "Morning Viola."
He moved the skillet over to the plate, scooping out scrambled eggs next to the bacon and setting it in front of his daughter. "Your mother wants to take you shopping today, new clothes."
"Really?"
He nodded.
Viola smiled. "Where is mom?"
"She'll be here."
Viola nodded, starting on her eggs while watching the door as her mother trotted in. Her body resembled that of a blue deer, a scythe blade tail. She looked like a centaur with an upper body that was similar to a human. There was no mouth, but three slits for the nose and two stalk eyes with long ears that came to a point.
She looked at Viola, smiling with her eyes.
"Morning mom. We're going in town today?"
::You'll have to take your cloak.::
Viola sighed. "I know. Can we go to the park too? I promise I'll be careful."
::we'll see.::
Her body began to disapear as her tail blade shrunk and fell away, her skin pinkened and stalk eyes melted to give way to long autumn hair as a mouth formed. Mr. Lawrence smiled, handing his wife a robe which she dutifully put on.
"Your both going to be careful arn't you?"
Gari smiled, kissing her husband. "We're always careful."
"Your sure you don't want me to come along? just in case?"
Viola grinned. "It'd be weird dad."
Mr. Lawrence raised his eyebrow, slipping into a chair as he started on his breakfast. "Oh, I'm not cool to have around?"
Viola smirked. "No."
He grinned, lunging for his daughter. Viola squeeled as his fingers found thier target on her ribs. "I give up! I give upI'm sorry."
Mr. Lawrence smiled, ruffling his daughter's hair and letting up. Mrs. Lawrence grinned slightly. "They're personal items Erik,"
"What you mean....oooh."
Gari nodded smiling.
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Viola opened her closet, grabbing the long black cloak off it's hanger. Her father had found it, years ago. Until then she had been prevented from seeing the world outside of her home, her appearence tended to stand out in a crowd. She slipped her hooves into the stuffed teneshoes and tied them tight enough to prevent from slipping off. As an after thought she went to her computer, smiling as a message popped up. She smiled, it was Lusito.
*Your up early.*
Viola grinned, typing back her answer. *Going shopping with my mom.*
*Really? Can I come?*
She laughed. *Sorry.*
*Okay, have fun then.*
*I will*
Shutting off her messanger service she grabbed her gloves and pulled the hood of her cloak over her head.
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"Try this on Viola."
Viola looked over at her mother, holding a blue baby T. It's not like she could show it off, but her parents always tried to help her life seem somewhat normal. She shrugged, taking the shirt. "Is there anything else?"
"I found some turtlenecks and longsleeves."
Viola smiled. "Thanks mom."
She glanced at a young blonde and a girl in overalls before slipping into the dressing room.
She checked the door before slipping off her cloak and dropping it on the ground. She undid the ribbon in her hair, offering herself the luxery of all four eyes free as she pulled the baby t over her head. She grinned slightly, the blue nearly matched her own fur perfectly.
She picked out a few more shorts before tying her hair back into it's ribbon and putting on her cloak to meet her mother.
As she waited for her mother to pay for the clothes she took a glance at the countertop purchases. Make-up, she had never worn it before, there was never a need. Actually you were supposed to wear it similer to your complexion wern't you? Unfortunatly they didn't have any base cream that came in blue, so it was all pretty much out of the question. There was no need to wear it anyway, it didn't make sense to be dressed up when you couldn't be seen in public anyway.
"Ready Viola?"
Viola looked at her mother and nodded, walking with her across the street to the park, purchases in hand.
Viola slowly brought the the cone to her lips, biting off a large chunk of the strawberry icecream that settled on top. She looked at her mom, grinning as she had managed to devour two cones. Mother never seemed to have gotten used to taste. She had gotten control of it over the years, butthe sense still overwhelmed her.
"Hey mom, I'm going to go look around."
Mrs. Lawrence wasn't paying attention, she had gotten up to retreave two more cones. She smiled, knowing her mother would be occupied for awile and wandered off.
She smiled, keeping her hood down as she walked across the grass. She stopped smiling as she watched the lake ahead. Glancing around, making sure she was alone she made a direct route to the shore, sitting down. taking another glance around she brought her knees to her chest and began to untie her shoes. Making sure nobody saw, she dipped her bare hooves into the lake, leaning back and bowing her head. She sighed in relief, the water felt nice against her feet. She had never felt real unpurified water, no lakes, no swimming. It was a luxery she couldn't have, people would have seen. She sunk her legs in deeper, soaking the cuffs of her jeans.
"So whats a dark shadowy figure like you doin in a place like this?"
Viola froze to the voice of the boy behind her. Had he seen?
"So is grim reaper the in look these days? I am so out of the loop."
She didn't reply, she was too shocked. The boy kneeled down waving his hand in front of her face. "Hello? You there?"
He bent lower, trying to get a look at her face. That was when Viola looked away preventing him from getting a good look. "Okay, don't have to be that way about it."
She heard him sit down beside her, she hoped silently he hadn't taken notice of her feet, still dunked in the lake.
"My name's Marco." He offered his hand.
She turned around, looking at the hand, refusing to view his face for fear it would gve her away. "Viola."
Marco smiled. "Good name. So why the mysterious cloak? Are you disfigured or something?"
"No I'm....I'm an albino, I sunburn too easily."
"Oh..okay. You from around here?"
"Yes."
"Heh, never seen you around, thought I would with the black. You go to school?"
"No, I'm home schooled, I'd like to go but I don't get out much." Please just go away.
"Bet your cute. Bet I'm talking to a major babe and don't even know it."
"Yea, Babes always hide under shielding black cloaks."
Marco grinned. "Was that a joke?"
"Maybe."
"Viola!"
Her head shot up and her hands went hurridly to keep the hood down as her mother approached. "Viola where have you been? running off like that."
Marco looked at Viola. "Your mom?"
"You should go."
Mrs. Lawrence glared at Marco. "Get on your way. Viola, put your shoes back on, we're leaving."
Viola waited until Marco had left before taking her feet out of the water and hurridly putting on her shoes under the fierce supervision of her mother.
Anyway this occurs who knows how many books before the end of the series and a few books after ax..basically it's in the middle of the series but I havn't read the books in so long to be able to give exact numbers.
Well, I won't bore you any longer and let you get on with the story.
Very Short Disclaimer: I don't own Animorphs. Viola, Gari and Erik however, are mine.
======================
There were a lot of rumors going around about the Lawrence place, twelve acres of land including forest that sat at the edge of town. But no one ever saw much, the entire plot of land was surrounded by a fence meant to keep people out. Occassionally you would see a dog, maybe a deer. The Lawrences were very private people and they lived like hermits, no one came to visit except their doctor and friend, a man named Frank Cappa.
Gari Lawrence was a waitress at a nearby cafe and Erik was a successful writer who only left the house to maybe do shopping or visit friends. It was known the Lawrences had a daughter named Viola, but no one ever saw her. In fact no one could even remember whether or not they had even caught a glimpse of the young girl who would now be fifteen. She stayed at home, was schooled at home, and never left the Lawrence place.
Some people claimed she was horribly disfigured, others thought the girl insane. Other people just believed the Lawrences had killed their daughter many years ago, and had kept it quiet since.
Either way the Lawrence's refused any visitors, they were very kind, polite people, but no one had ever been inside their home, ever.
"Viola! get up!"
Viola groaned, slamming her hand down on her clock as she rolled over on her bed.
"Viola!"
"I'm up!"
She sighed sitting up and rubbing her eyes before climbing drowsily out of bed. Stretching her arms she walked over to the restroom, stumbling through the door to splash water on her face. She picked up a brush and looked into the mirror, careful too avoid the two stalk eyes on top of her head as she brushed through her shoulder length auburn hair. It was clear at first glance Viola wasn't an ordinary girl. Her skin was mostly blue, covered with fur around her body and legs to half way down her arms. two stalk eyes were plainly visible on the top of her head and her eyes were a deep violet. Her ears were slightly longer and more pointed then most and her legs resembled more like the forlegs of a deer.
It wasn't hard to see why her parents kept her from the outside world, she wasn't exactly normal. She was far beyond it. Sighing she layed her stalk eyes down and tied them in with her hair by a pink ribbon.
She walked back into her room and slipped on a pair of jeans and shirt before trotting down the stairs into the kitchen.
"Morning dad."
Erik Lawrence looked up from the stove, smiling at his daughter. He was a tall man with red hair and blue eyes, freckles dotting his cheeks. "Morning Viola."
He moved the skillet over to the plate, scooping out scrambled eggs next to the bacon and setting it in front of his daughter. "Your mother wants to take you shopping today, new clothes."
"Really?"
He nodded.
Viola smiled. "Where is mom?"
"She'll be here."
Viola nodded, starting on her eggs while watching the door as her mother trotted in. Her body resembled that of a blue deer, a scythe blade tail. She looked like a centaur with an upper body that was similar to a human. There was no mouth, but three slits for the nose and two stalk eyes with long ears that came to a point.
She looked at Viola, smiling with her eyes.
"Morning mom. We're going in town today?"
::You'll have to take your cloak.::
Viola sighed. "I know. Can we go to the park too? I promise I'll be careful."
::we'll see.::
Her body began to disapear as her tail blade shrunk and fell away, her skin pinkened and stalk eyes melted to give way to long autumn hair as a mouth formed. Mr. Lawrence smiled, handing his wife a robe which she dutifully put on.
"Your both going to be careful arn't you?"
Gari smiled, kissing her husband. "We're always careful."
"Your sure you don't want me to come along? just in case?"
Viola grinned. "It'd be weird dad."
Mr. Lawrence raised his eyebrow, slipping into a chair as he started on his breakfast. "Oh, I'm not cool to have around?"
Viola smirked. "No."
He grinned, lunging for his daughter. Viola squeeled as his fingers found thier target on her ribs. "I give up! I give upI'm sorry."
Mr. Lawrence smiled, ruffling his daughter's hair and letting up. Mrs. Lawrence grinned slightly. "They're personal items Erik,"
"What you mean....oooh."
Gari nodded smiling.
***********************
Viola opened her closet, grabbing the long black cloak off it's hanger. Her father had found it, years ago. Until then she had been prevented from seeing the world outside of her home, her appearence tended to stand out in a crowd. She slipped her hooves into the stuffed teneshoes and tied them tight enough to prevent from slipping off. As an after thought she went to her computer, smiling as a message popped up. She smiled, it was Lusito.
*Your up early.*
Viola grinned, typing back her answer. *Going shopping with my mom.*
*Really? Can I come?*
She laughed. *Sorry.*
*Okay, have fun then.*
*I will*
Shutting off her messanger service she grabbed her gloves and pulled the hood of her cloak over her head.
******************
"Try this on Viola."
Viola looked over at her mother, holding a blue baby T. It's not like she could show it off, but her parents always tried to help her life seem somewhat normal. She shrugged, taking the shirt. "Is there anything else?"
"I found some turtlenecks and longsleeves."
Viola smiled. "Thanks mom."
She glanced at a young blonde and a girl in overalls before slipping into the dressing room.
She checked the door before slipping off her cloak and dropping it on the ground. She undid the ribbon in her hair, offering herself the luxery of all four eyes free as she pulled the baby t over her head. She grinned slightly, the blue nearly matched her own fur perfectly.
She picked out a few more shorts before tying her hair back into it's ribbon and putting on her cloak to meet her mother.
As she waited for her mother to pay for the clothes she took a glance at the countertop purchases. Make-up, she had never worn it before, there was never a need. Actually you were supposed to wear it similer to your complexion wern't you? Unfortunatly they didn't have any base cream that came in blue, so it was all pretty much out of the question. There was no need to wear it anyway, it didn't make sense to be dressed up when you couldn't be seen in public anyway.
"Ready Viola?"
Viola looked at her mother and nodded, walking with her across the street to the park, purchases in hand.
Viola slowly brought the the cone to her lips, biting off a large chunk of the strawberry icecream that settled on top. She looked at her mom, grinning as she had managed to devour two cones. Mother never seemed to have gotten used to taste. She had gotten control of it over the years, butthe sense still overwhelmed her.
"Hey mom, I'm going to go look around."
Mrs. Lawrence wasn't paying attention, she had gotten up to retreave two more cones. She smiled, knowing her mother would be occupied for awile and wandered off.
She smiled, keeping her hood down as she walked across the grass. She stopped smiling as she watched the lake ahead. Glancing around, making sure she was alone she made a direct route to the shore, sitting down. taking another glance around she brought her knees to her chest and began to untie her shoes. Making sure nobody saw, she dipped her bare hooves into the lake, leaning back and bowing her head. She sighed in relief, the water felt nice against her feet. She had never felt real unpurified water, no lakes, no swimming. It was a luxery she couldn't have, people would have seen. She sunk her legs in deeper, soaking the cuffs of her jeans.
"So whats a dark shadowy figure like you doin in a place like this?"
Viola froze to the voice of the boy behind her. Had he seen?
"So is grim reaper the in look these days? I am so out of the loop."
She didn't reply, she was too shocked. The boy kneeled down waving his hand in front of her face. "Hello? You there?"
He bent lower, trying to get a look at her face. That was when Viola looked away preventing him from getting a good look. "Okay, don't have to be that way about it."
She heard him sit down beside her, she hoped silently he hadn't taken notice of her feet, still dunked in the lake.
"My name's Marco." He offered his hand.
She turned around, looking at the hand, refusing to view his face for fear it would gve her away. "Viola."
Marco smiled. "Good name. So why the mysterious cloak? Are you disfigured or something?"
"No I'm....I'm an albino, I sunburn too easily."
"Oh..okay. You from around here?"
"Yes."
"Heh, never seen you around, thought I would with the black. You go to school?"
"No, I'm home schooled, I'd like to go but I don't get out much." Please just go away.
"Bet your cute. Bet I'm talking to a major babe and don't even know it."
"Yea, Babes always hide under shielding black cloaks."
Marco grinned. "Was that a joke?"
"Maybe."
"Viola!"
Her head shot up and her hands went hurridly to keep the hood down as her mother approached. "Viola where have you been? running off like that."
Marco looked at Viola. "Your mom?"
"You should go."
Mrs. Lawrence glared at Marco. "Get on your way. Viola, put your shoes back on, we're leaving."
Viola waited until Marco had left before taking her feet out of the water and hurridly putting on her shoes under the fierce supervision of her mother.