I stole an Andalite fighter from an airstrip and set the coordinates
for the Andalite homeworld. The ships had been altered to where it only
took hours intead of months or years to reach other galaxies. I morphed
to Andalite as I neared the docking station. An Andalite warrior greeted
me as I stepped out onto the platform.
I must speak to War-Prince Alloran immediately,> I told him. Have
him meet me here, it is of great importance.>
The warrior galloped off to seek the great prince. I waited patiently
on the bridge of my ship. Thirty minutes later he stepped on board.
Ketara. I see you have returned,> he said.
Only for a brief time I'm afraid.>
I trust your efforts on Earth are going well?>
If I had a mouth at that moment it would have been difficult for me
not to smile. As I have predicted they would.>
FWAAP!
The flat of my tail blade struck the side of his head and he crumpled
to the floor. This was too easy. I placed a Yeerk in his ear and waited
for him to wake. His stalk eyes opened, then his main eyes and he slowly
rose to his hooves.
Altar Six-Nine-Four reporting.>
Well, Altar you are the first Andalite-Controller in the universe,
but be mindful of your host's strength, he is not to be underestimated.
I should know.>
Of course not.>
Do you have access to morphing technology?> I asked.
My host does, yes.>
Bring me a morphing cube. Your actions shouldn't be queried since
your host is a highly respected War-Prince. Now go and be quick about it,
my time grows short.>
He bowed and ran off to retrieve what I asked for. I demorphed to my
human body and waited. He returned shortly with the device in his hand.
"Very good. You will remain here to monitor the Andalites and their
activities. Report to me if anything happens," I ordered.
When will we take this planet?>
"Soon. Very soon. Until then no one must know about what has just happened.
It will make our advancement through the universe very difficult."
Understood.>
"Take these," I handed him a container filled with Yeerks. "If anyone
starts to suspect foul play infest them and bring them to me immediately.
I must return to Earth and continue with the invasion. We shall be victorious
this time."
Altar exited the ship and stood on the dock as I ascended into space
enroute to Earth. I punched the hyperdrive and shot forward into the whiteness
of Zero-space until the planet of blue and green came into sight. I turned
on the stealth camouflage so as not to be detected by human radar systems.
I set the fighter down in an abandoned army base and morphed to golden
eagle. With the morphing cube clutched tightly in my talons I flew back
to the science lab to check the progress on the Tyrants.
"Everything is going accordingly sir," the head scientist said.
"How many do we have now?"
"Four hundred as of now. How many do want?"
"That will be enough for the time being. I want a Yeerk in each one
in case they take after their genetic counterparts."
The Tyrants were enslaved. I wanted brutality along with power and
strength and now I had it. But could they speak? And were they intelligent?
I went up to the nearest one.
"What is your name?"
"Antar Two-Nine-Eight."
"How intelligent is your host?"
"Almost as smart as an Andalite, maybe more."
"Splendid," I said. "I want half of you to find the abandoned subway
and begin rebuilding the Yeerk pool. Take a couple hundred Hork-Bajir with
you and have guards posted around the perimeter. Arm yourselves with Dracon
beams. If you see any animals destroy them at once, they might be Animorphs."
Twenty large moving trucks were brought to the facility to transport
the Hork-Bajir and Tyrants to the pool site. My most trusted generals would
be in charge of the operation.
"Call Melissa Chapman and Tom Berenson." Moments later they came into
the room. "The two of you will oversee the construction of the pool. I
want them working every minute until completion. You know what to do if
you see anything unusual."
"Yes sir!" they said.
"I must report our progress to the council."
I was on the ship, about to begin my transmission when an Andalite
face flashed onto the screen. It was Altar.
"I trust this is important?"
You shall be delighted to hear that I have come by four more Andalite
hosts. Two of which are young warriors. And the other two are princes.>
"I am. And soon the council will be too. They became suspicious?" I
questioned.
The two princes did. But I had to infest the warriors because their
recklessness resulted in the Yeerks being revealed to them.>
"Any other witnesses?"
We were alone. One of the young warriors is the brother of War-Princess
Ketara. The other is her shorm.>
"Assign them to Earth, I will send you the coordinates to where they
need to be. You are doing quite well Altar, if I make it to the council
I will see to it that you are amptly rewarded."
You are most generous Visser.>
I terminated the transmission with Altar and contacted the Council
of Thirteen. I relayed every piece of information I had about the progression
of the invasion and of my new creations.
"What of the Animorphs?" one of them asked.
I squared my shoulders. "They still pose as a threat to our plans.
However, with the substantially large amount of hosts I have obtained recently
we should have no problems."
"And this human... David. He helped you achieve all this?"
"The most of it. With your permission I would like to grant vissership
to him. He has proven to be quite a valuable asset."
"Very well. On behalf of the Council of Thirteen I give him the rank
of Visser Four. Continue in your plans and inform us of any changes."