CHAPTER 3
Rachel
"Battle morphs!" Jake ordered, and I sighed.
I had finally gotten a chance to meet up and chat with my long lost best friend, but Visser One comes along and destroys the opportunity. Typical.
I was about halfway done morphing grizzly bear when Tobias interrupted. ::Wait... why would Visser One come here with so little protection?::
I looked at Jake, who seemed to think about this for a moment. "Alright then," he said in a voice slurred by his tigerish jaw. "Demorph and morph birds. We're gonna spy on him."
"Alright!" Marco cheered, already demorphing. Then, doing his best accent, he said: "the name's Bond. Marco Bond."
Jake just rolled his eyes as he started morphing osprey. I morphed Eagle.
I began to say "Let's do it!", but Marco interrupted.
"Hey, I need my own catch phrase! How about 'let's get down to buisness?' You know, like that Eminem song? 'Let's get down to buisness, I don't got no time to play around what is this, there must be a circus in town we'll shut this...'"
"Oookay, Marco." Jake stopped him just as he grew a beak. Marco grinned at him just before he grew his beak. Ax was just puzzled.
When we were all done morphing, we flew up into the trees that surrounded us. We waited as Visser One came into view, and when he did we were shocked beyond belief.
Visser One was holding a video-cassette, with a label we could read with our bird eyes: "Andalite Bandit Activity and Plans".
And somehow, I knew that he knew we were here.
::Well well,:: Visser One sneered. ::If it isn't the 'so-called' Andalite Bandits?:: I was right, he knew we were here.
He started morphing into a huge, orange/green/brown/yellow creature, with suction cups surrounding his head. His tail blade dissovled into his back and his four legs fused together to form two legs. His arms grew thicker and stronger, and his fourteen fingers turned into six, three on each hand. When he was done morphing, he looked like a cross between an octopus, human and Hork-Bajir.
::I'll get you now,:: Visser One said, and with that he leapt. He landed on the tree right next to me, clinging on to the middle with claws I hadn't noticed. Oh, they were big claws. Big, getting bigger...
*Cassie*
I watched in horror as Visser One raised a tremendous arm and swiped Rachel right through the center of her bird body. It was cut in three as it fell off the branch lifeless. It was Rachel-death rewritten all over again... what was happening? Was she destined to die or something?
Suddenly I felt sick. I wanted to quit, I had already have enough. It took me a second to realize everyone else was flying, and I took off after them quickly. I heard Visser One howling behind me, but I didn't turn around. Suddenly, nothing seemed real. It felt like it was all a fantasy.
We landed and demorphed without Jake ordering us to.
Jake, always solemn. Marco, not in a joking mood anymore. Tobias crying. Ax, observing and learning. But it wasn't real, was it? They were all already dead... I was confused. But I wasn't sad... what was happening to me? I just... just felt numb.
Suddenly I wanted to be home again. I wanted to be back, feeding injured birds and morphing skunk to tend for pups who had lost their mother.
I was tired, and I realized that I had nowhere to sleep. I was, supposedly, dead. I went to the park and slept there, on a bench, easily passing for a bum. But I wouldn't be any happier that next morning...
*Tobias*
That night, I morphed human and cried. I had secretly tracked Cassie down and landed near her, morphed human and cried. I cried for almost two hours.
Life was useless. I had nobody I truly cared about. My family was basibally gone. Rachel, my "girlfriend" was dead. The only thing that kept me alive was fighting for a helpless race, the humans. I mean, I barely got along as a hawk.
When I finished crying I gasped for air before morphing hawk. Humans really were good for expressing emotion. Wait, what was I saying? I *was* human! I though-sighed.
Having nothing better to do, I took to the air in search of something to do or eat. Yes, I should eat, I was hungry.
I started circling overhead a Burger King dumpster.
::Should I?:: I wondered. ::Do I really want to eat dead meat?::
I realized that I had no choice. Another red-tailed hawk had captured my field and made it into his territory. It was either Burger King or starvation.
I actually had to think twice about that...
Rachel
"Battle morphs!" Jake ordered, and I sighed.
I had finally gotten a chance to meet up and chat with my long lost best friend, but Visser One comes along and destroys the opportunity. Typical.
I was about halfway done morphing grizzly bear when Tobias interrupted. ::Wait... why would Visser One come here with so little protection?::
I looked at Jake, who seemed to think about this for a moment. "Alright then," he said in a voice slurred by his tigerish jaw. "Demorph and morph birds. We're gonna spy on him."
"Alright!" Marco cheered, already demorphing. Then, doing his best accent, he said: "the name's Bond. Marco Bond."
Jake just rolled his eyes as he started morphing osprey. I morphed Eagle.
I began to say "Let's do it!", but Marco interrupted.
"Hey, I need my own catch phrase! How about 'let's get down to buisness?' You know, like that Eminem song? 'Let's get down to buisness, I don't got no time to play around what is this, there must be a circus in town we'll shut this...'"
"Oookay, Marco." Jake stopped him just as he grew a beak. Marco grinned at him just before he grew his beak. Ax was just puzzled.
When we were all done morphing, we flew up into the trees that surrounded us. We waited as Visser One came into view, and when he did we were shocked beyond belief.
Visser One was holding a video-cassette, with a label we could read with our bird eyes: "Andalite Bandit Activity and Plans".
And somehow, I knew that he knew we were here.
::Well well,:: Visser One sneered. ::If it isn't the 'so-called' Andalite Bandits?:: I was right, he knew we were here.
He started morphing into a huge, orange/green/brown/yellow creature, with suction cups surrounding his head. His tail blade dissovled into his back and his four legs fused together to form two legs. His arms grew thicker and stronger, and his fourteen fingers turned into six, three on each hand. When he was done morphing, he looked like a cross between an octopus, human and Hork-Bajir.
::I'll get you now,:: Visser One said, and with that he leapt. He landed on the tree right next to me, clinging on to the middle with claws I hadn't noticed. Oh, they were big claws. Big, getting bigger...
*Cassie*
I watched in horror as Visser One raised a tremendous arm and swiped Rachel right through the center of her bird body. It was cut in three as it fell off the branch lifeless. It was Rachel-death rewritten all over again... what was happening? Was she destined to die or something?
Suddenly I felt sick. I wanted to quit, I had already have enough. It took me a second to realize everyone else was flying, and I took off after them quickly. I heard Visser One howling behind me, but I didn't turn around. Suddenly, nothing seemed real. It felt like it was all a fantasy.
We landed and demorphed without Jake ordering us to.
Jake, always solemn. Marco, not in a joking mood anymore. Tobias crying. Ax, observing and learning. But it wasn't real, was it? They were all already dead... I was confused. But I wasn't sad... what was happening to me? I just... just felt numb.
Suddenly I wanted to be home again. I wanted to be back, feeding injured birds and morphing skunk to tend for pups who had lost their mother.
I was tired, and I realized that I had nowhere to sleep. I was, supposedly, dead. I went to the park and slept there, on a bench, easily passing for a bum. But I wouldn't be any happier that next morning...
*Tobias*
That night, I morphed human and cried. I had secretly tracked Cassie down and landed near her, morphed human and cried. I cried for almost two hours.
Life was useless. I had nobody I truly cared about. My family was basibally gone. Rachel, my "girlfriend" was dead. The only thing that kept me alive was fighting for a helpless race, the humans. I mean, I barely got along as a hawk.
When I finished crying I gasped for air before morphing hawk. Humans really were good for expressing emotion. Wait, what was I saying? I *was* human! I though-sighed.
Having nothing better to do, I took to the air in search of something to do or eat. Yes, I should eat, I was hungry.
I started circling overhead a Burger King dumpster.
::Should I?:: I wondered. ::Do I really want to eat dead meat?::
I realized that I had no choice. Another red-tailed hawk had captured my field and made it into his territory. It was either Burger King or starvation.
I actually had to think twice about that...