A/N: Ah, my uh. OUR Marco. I've tried to write Marco in the past, but his jokes are funny in the books and on paper, the ones I write are ever so LAME! So, don't expect anything incredibly funny (luckily Nathan's helping). Also, Marco's dad is dating Rachel's mom. One more thing, if you want to be an Animorph you have to e-mail me because I don't want this story to be deleted.



Call me Marco. Marco the Magnificent, Marco the mighty, or King Marco. My friends call me Animorph. My enemies call me Andalite. Yep that's right I am an Animorph so I can't tell you my name or where I live. Well anyway it was a typical BORING day at school, I had survived, barley, the whole school day. During lunch, Bird-Boy A.K.A Tobias told the team that we were to have a meeting, at the mall after school; he only picked the mall so his girlfriend could do some shopping after the meeting. Soon school was out and I had some time to kill before the meeting so I went home. I was just about to watch some TV when the phone rang I answered it.

"Hello."

"MARCO! GET YOUR LAZY BUTT OVER TO CASSIE'S BARN NOW!"

"Rachel! Why are you yelling? Besides, the meeting isn't for an hour." I asked taking the receiver away from my ear.

"Change of plans." Rachel had stopped yelling and sounded a bit worried, and since I was afraid she'd morph bear and hurt me, I morphed Osprey and hauled tail over to Cassie's barn. This was highly unusual the meeting wasn't for an hour and it was supposed to be at the Mall, Something must have come up.

Soon as I got there I demorphed and sat down on a pile of hay.

"About TIME you showed up!" Rachel snapped.

I shrugged and Rachel glowered at me as she sat down with Cassie, Jen and Melissa.

Wait a tick, Where's the twins I thought.

That's when I noticed Erek. Erek is a Chee and I'm not surprised Melissa and Jen thought he was a human, because he has a hologram that like makes him look like a teen our age.

"Tobias and Toria are missing." He said.

Oh, I thought.

Jen stood up. "Visser Three has them doesn't he?" she asked.

Melissa looked sad.

"What's with you two?" I asked.

"Well that's NONE of YOUR business is it. You'd mind you own business if a member of YOUR team was killed by a controller during YOUR FIRST BATTLE!" Jen yelled.

"Jen." Melissa muttered.

"Were there four of you?" asked Cassie.

"Yes." Melissa said trying not to cry. "A good friend of mine named Dana, was killed by Controller in the first battle." She finished.

"So that's why we have to go NOW!" Jen said.

Melissa nodded.

"Tobias and Toria are the children of Visser Three's most hated enemy. He may have taken them to get Elfangor down into the Yeerk pool," Jake's voice trailed off as we all thought of the inevitable if we did not save our friends. He would kill Elfangor and possibly Tobias and Toria.

"Exactly. So that's why we have to go NOW" Jen said again.

"Ok." Jake said then turning to the rest of us he said. "Every one, Bird morphs. When we get to the Yeerk Pool, Battle Morphs."

"Let's do it!" Rachel screamed out her trademark that whenever she says it something almost always goes wrong.

A while ago Tobias told us about a Yeerk Pool entrance in the Theatre bathroom, not the theatre at the mall but at the Cinema downtown and that's where we went luckily Rachel said we should put spare clothes near all the Yeerk Pool entrances so we had spare clothes.

When we demorphed we grabbed our spare clothes and got dressed and walked into the Movie Theater bathroom. The bathroom had a bare wall over on the side opposite of the door there was a small stain on the tile near the sink. Melissa walked up and tapped the spot 3 times.

"I have a plan," she said as the wall moved away. "Yeah. A plan would be a good thing." I said sarcastically.

"Shut up Marco!" Rachel snapped.

"What's your plan Melissa?" Jake asked.

"See that platform before the stairs? A big Metal wall blocks the view of the Yeerk Pool, This bathrooms too small 7 people to morph, so we can step to the platform morph and go down and kick Yeerk butt!" Melissa said.

"Good Idea." Jake replied.

"Let's go!" Rachel said.



A/N: Sorry to stop there but I can't think! Any ideas? E-Mail me. The Super bowl is tomorrow so I might not get any writing done, not because I'm watching it but because my dad does. See you later.