DISCLAIMER: Gimme a K! (K!!!) Gimme a period! (Period!!!) Gimme an A!
(A!!!) Gimme another period! (Period!!!) Gimme an A! (A!!!) Ok, I'm gonna
stop there cuz it'll take forever to spell out "Applegate". Anyway - What
does it spell?!?! K.A.!!! Yeah, and that's who invented my lil buddies the
Animorphs. All praise goes to her. And Scholastic, for publishing the
books. And the little voices in K.A.'s head that inspired HER. Woo-hoo!
2nd DISCLAIMER: Um, I know people can be sensitive sometimes so - I'm in no way suggesting K.A. is as insane as I am, nor am I suggesting she is a controller. Ok? Cool.
NOTE: ON WITH THE SHOOWWWW! Wait, gimme a sec, I need some Grey Poupon. Ok back, now ON WITH THE SHOOOWWW!
Cassie -
I was sitting on a force field shaped like a LaZBoy. The others sat on the force fields around me except Tobias, who was perched on Rachel's armrest and Ax who preferred to stand. Probably because Andalite butts were not made for sitting.
The head Mercora loomed over us. He was at least 6 feet tall. At least I assumed he was a "he". He just looked at us, which was disturbing because he had at least 50 eyes. Then he spoke.
We have known of your existence for a long while. the Mercora said. We didn't say anything. Well, most of didn't say anything.
"How?" Rachel asked bluntly.
Your thought speak. We have the technology to locate thought speak. he said. We also know of the rest of your race. Humans. he added, with a strange look at Tobias and Ax.
"He is human, trapped in morph." Jake explained, indicating Tobias. "And his people are the ones who gave us to power to morph. And thought speak" He said pointing at Ax.
Morph. The ability to change form. We observed you as you changed from the winged rodents into humans in our domes. he said thoughtfully. Very impressive.
Ax managed to straighten and look proud.
I know you have been told a little by the other Mercora. About our origins. he continued. But it seems that you already knew who we were. That we existed.
We said nothing. How do you tell the leader of a race that it was your fault they didn't prosper? It was because of us the comet hit, we defused the bomb so they could not destroy the comet. We killed off most of the Mercora to let the human race evolve.
"We - we were there. Sixty-five million years ago." Jake said. The Mercora jerked.
Impossible! he said. So we explained, well Ax, explained the Sario Rip effect and how we were thrown into the past. He stared, all of his eyes open. We left out the part about us defusing the bomb and running away into the ocean to survive the comet blast.
Incredible... he said thoughtfully. There are legends. Legends that say humans are the saviors of the Mercora. They say in the first battle you drove away aggressive invaders and allowed us Mercora a chance. They say you died when the invaders hurtled the comet into this planet. Died as heroes to our race.
"I really, REALLY, wouldn't put it that way." I insisted. I felt horrible. We were a 65 million year old legend and all we did was try to insure the destruction of the Mercora.
Then the Mercora turned and lifted a colorful cloth on the wall. He picked up the glowing broccoli and shined it over the wall.
Come. Look. he said. We got up and stared at what was drawn on the wall.
There were four stick figures. Two with black hair, one with brown hair, and one with yellow-orange hair. On the left was a blue horse with a long sharp tail and a red bird. In the background were four large black dinosaurs and two small green dinosaurs. Our morphs that we acquired during our stay in the Cretaceous. Underneath were some alien letters. (Note: Ok, I don't know if it was possible for paintings to last that long but give me a break. I'm allowed to defy the laws of nature a little, right? Lets just say the Mercora were advanced cave-painters.)
"No way." Marco breathed.
"My hair does NOT look like that." Rachel said.
"Yeah you probably managed to find a hairbrush in the Cretaceous period." I teased.
You are legends. the Mercora said simply. All of us owe our lives to you. You are welcome here. Then he did what I think was supposed to be a Mercora smile. They don't have any visible mouths, but I swear he did smile.
Why did you never come up to the surface? Tobias asked. Why did you stay under here for so long?
Our forefathers taught us that integration with other races was not possible. As proven by our encounter with the invaders long ago. We have and will forever remain here.
"We're a different race." I pointed out.
We were told that those humans, the blue being, and the flying being were the only ones we were ever able to trust.
How did you remain a secret for so long? Humans have been digging in the ground since they were able. And we only dug several feet and found your tunnel. Ax said.
That tunnel was made hundreds of years ago. A rebel Mercora wished to leave our domain. He led about 12 Mercora up that tunnel before we stopped him. The Mercora said. Then we simply surrounded it with a force field that could only be penetrated by beings who could speak in thought speak..
Amazing. Our own Andalite scientists have been trying to create such a -
"That's cool. I have a question. What's with the glowing broccoli?" Marco asked, pointing at the plant.
They glow because we made them glow. How else are we to see? he said simply.
"Ah, ok then."
You must stay. I'm sure all of my people would want to meet you. The heroes of the First Battle! I will prepare a gathering in your honor! Ghanin! the Mercora seemed to glow with excitement.
Yes, Master Nogmert? Ghanin answered from the doorway.
Gather everyone from the neighboring squares! These are our heroes and we will give them a hero's welcome!
The-the heroes!? Ghanin gasped. Four humans, the flying - , the blue - FROM THE FIRST BATTLE!?
Yes!
By the Spirits of Garn! The heroes! he rushed off in a big hurry. Master Nogmert told us to stay for a few minutes and also rushed off.
"I knew it! I knew I was celebrity material." Marco said, dusting off his arms and running his hand through his hair.
They seem to be very trusting. Ax said privately. They did not ask half as many questions as I thought they would. And they believed too quickly that we are these "legends".
"Yeah. They didn't doubt anything we said." Rachel said.
"Well the Mercora were always trusting. Even back then." I pointed out. "Plus they've lived only amongst themselves. I don't think they ever knew how to be suspicious."
"Whaddya say, fearless leader?" Marco asked. "Can we stick around for our Hollywood shindig?"
"Well, seeing as we don't know the way out of here, I guess there's no harm." Jake grinned.
But we will have to leave. We will ask them how to leave during the gathering. Ax said.
Relax Ax-man. I don't think they want to kill us any more. Tobias assured him. Ax still did not look convinced.
Marco held out his arms. "Ok I got two arms going to this party. Who wants to be on them? Ladies?"
I rolled my eyes and edged closer to Jake. We both blushed.
"Ok fine, Jake you get Cassie. How bout you Xena? My arm is getting lonely." He put on a puppy-dog sad face.
"Well it's gonna be lonely and BROKEN if you don't get away from me." Rachel warned.
"Ooh, right in the heart." Marco gasped, clutching his chest. "Hey, Xena, is it just me or do your thighs look bigger than everyone else's in that cave picture?"
"What?" Rachel said and darted to the wall. We all laughed. Her eyebrows furrowed.
"Hey that's cool. The picture of Marco only comes up to my knee. I didn't know the Mercora were that accurate." Rachel observed.
"Nuh-uh." Marco said, looking at the wall. "What the-HEY! I was NOT that short!" We all laughed some more.
I disagree. The Mercora were not that accurate. I seem to be missing a tailblade and stalk eyes. Ax said.
We continued to criticize the cave painting until we heard a skittering noise behind us. A Mercora stood in the doorway.
Master bids you to join us. he announced.
Marco winked. "It's party time!"
That's it, end of Chappie 8! Now, I might just skip Ch. 9 because I have this fear of the number 9. Nah, I'll get over it, just for youuu. Plus, hey theres gonna be a paaaarrttayyy! **does the electric slide** what? You don't do that at parties? Oh. It's electric! Boogie-woogie-woogie! Hehe, ok sorry. Now you REVIEW or I will have to lick your socks. Yes I will. I need some ideas and stuff help meeee. And Jctigerwolf, thanks for reading like the whole thing and reviewing all the time and stuff. Just for that I promise next chapter I will have some Jake/Cassie stuff. Just for YOU**grins idiot grin** Now everyone, do the ELECTRIC SLIDE!!
2nd DISCLAIMER: Um, I know people can be sensitive sometimes so - I'm in no way suggesting K.A. is as insane as I am, nor am I suggesting she is a controller. Ok? Cool.
NOTE: ON WITH THE SHOOWWWW! Wait, gimme a sec, I need some Grey Poupon. Ok back, now ON WITH THE SHOOOWWW!
Cassie -
I was sitting on a force field shaped like a LaZBoy. The others sat on the force fields around me except Tobias, who was perched on Rachel's armrest and Ax who preferred to stand. Probably because Andalite butts were not made for sitting.
The head Mercora loomed over us. He was at least 6 feet tall. At least I assumed he was a "he". He just looked at us, which was disturbing because he had at least 50 eyes. Then he spoke.
We have known of your existence for a long while. the Mercora said. We didn't say anything. Well, most of didn't say anything.
"How?" Rachel asked bluntly.
Your thought speak. We have the technology to locate thought speak. he said. We also know of the rest of your race. Humans. he added, with a strange look at Tobias and Ax.
"He is human, trapped in morph." Jake explained, indicating Tobias. "And his people are the ones who gave us to power to morph. And thought speak" He said pointing at Ax.
Morph. The ability to change form. We observed you as you changed from the winged rodents into humans in our domes. he said thoughtfully. Very impressive.
Ax managed to straighten and look proud.
I know you have been told a little by the other Mercora. About our origins. he continued. But it seems that you already knew who we were. That we existed.
We said nothing. How do you tell the leader of a race that it was your fault they didn't prosper? It was because of us the comet hit, we defused the bomb so they could not destroy the comet. We killed off most of the Mercora to let the human race evolve.
"We - we were there. Sixty-five million years ago." Jake said. The Mercora jerked.
Impossible! he said. So we explained, well Ax, explained the Sario Rip effect and how we were thrown into the past. He stared, all of his eyes open. We left out the part about us defusing the bomb and running away into the ocean to survive the comet blast.
Incredible... he said thoughtfully. There are legends. Legends that say humans are the saviors of the Mercora. They say in the first battle you drove away aggressive invaders and allowed us Mercora a chance. They say you died when the invaders hurtled the comet into this planet. Died as heroes to our race.
"I really, REALLY, wouldn't put it that way." I insisted. I felt horrible. We were a 65 million year old legend and all we did was try to insure the destruction of the Mercora.
Then the Mercora turned and lifted a colorful cloth on the wall. He picked up the glowing broccoli and shined it over the wall.
Come. Look. he said. We got up and stared at what was drawn on the wall.
There were four stick figures. Two with black hair, one with brown hair, and one with yellow-orange hair. On the left was a blue horse with a long sharp tail and a red bird. In the background were four large black dinosaurs and two small green dinosaurs. Our morphs that we acquired during our stay in the Cretaceous. Underneath were some alien letters. (Note: Ok, I don't know if it was possible for paintings to last that long but give me a break. I'm allowed to defy the laws of nature a little, right? Lets just say the Mercora were advanced cave-painters.)
"No way." Marco breathed.
"My hair does NOT look like that." Rachel said.
"Yeah you probably managed to find a hairbrush in the Cretaceous period." I teased.
You are legends. the Mercora said simply. All of us owe our lives to you. You are welcome here. Then he did what I think was supposed to be a Mercora smile. They don't have any visible mouths, but I swear he did smile.
Why did you never come up to the surface? Tobias asked. Why did you stay under here for so long?
Our forefathers taught us that integration with other races was not possible. As proven by our encounter with the invaders long ago. We have and will forever remain here.
"We're a different race." I pointed out.
We were told that those humans, the blue being, and the flying being were the only ones we were ever able to trust.
How did you remain a secret for so long? Humans have been digging in the ground since they were able. And we only dug several feet and found your tunnel. Ax said.
That tunnel was made hundreds of years ago. A rebel Mercora wished to leave our domain. He led about 12 Mercora up that tunnel before we stopped him. The Mercora said. Then we simply surrounded it with a force field that could only be penetrated by beings who could speak in thought speak..
Amazing. Our own Andalite scientists have been trying to create such a -
"That's cool. I have a question. What's with the glowing broccoli?" Marco asked, pointing at the plant.
They glow because we made them glow. How else are we to see? he said simply.
"Ah, ok then."
You must stay. I'm sure all of my people would want to meet you. The heroes of the First Battle! I will prepare a gathering in your honor! Ghanin! the Mercora seemed to glow with excitement.
Yes, Master Nogmert? Ghanin answered from the doorway.
Gather everyone from the neighboring squares! These are our heroes and we will give them a hero's welcome!
The-the heroes!? Ghanin gasped. Four humans, the flying - , the blue - FROM THE FIRST BATTLE!?
Yes!
By the Spirits of Garn! The heroes! he rushed off in a big hurry. Master Nogmert told us to stay for a few minutes and also rushed off.
"I knew it! I knew I was celebrity material." Marco said, dusting off his arms and running his hand through his hair.
They seem to be very trusting. Ax said privately. They did not ask half as many questions as I thought they would. And they believed too quickly that we are these "legends".
"Yeah. They didn't doubt anything we said." Rachel said.
"Well the Mercora were always trusting. Even back then." I pointed out. "Plus they've lived only amongst themselves. I don't think they ever knew how to be suspicious."
"Whaddya say, fearless leader?" Marco asked. "Can we stick around for our Hollywood shindig?"
"Well, seeing as we don't know the way out of here, I guess there's no harm." Jake grinned.
But we will have to leave. We will ask them how to leave during the gathering. Ax said.
Relax Ax-man. I don't think they want to kill us any more. Tobias assured him. Ax still did not look convinced.
Marco held out his arms. "Ok I got two arms going to this party. Who wants to be on them? Ladies?"
I rolled my eyes and edged closer to Jake. We both blushed.
"Ok fine, Jake you get Cassie. How bout you Xena? My arm is getting lonely." He put on a puppy-dog sad face.
"Well it's gonna be lonely and BROKEN if you don't get away from me." Rachel warned.
"Ooh, right in the heart." Marco gasped, clutching his chest. "Hey, Xena, is it just me or do your thighs look bigger than everyone else's in that cave picture?"
"What?" Rachel said and darted to the wall. We all laughed. Her eyebrows furrowed.
"Hey that's cool. The picture of Marco only comes up to my knee. I didn't know the Mercora were that accurate." Rachel observed.
"Nuh-uh." Marco said, looking at the wall. "What the-HEY! I was NOT that short!" We all laughed some more.
I disagree. The Mercora were not that accurate. I seem to be missing a tailblade and stalk eyes. Ax said.
We continued to criticize the cave painting until we heard a skittering noise behind us. A Mercora stood in the doorway.
Master bids you to join us. he announced.
Marco winked. "It's party time!"
That's it, end of Chappie 8! Now, I might just skip Ch. 9 because I have this fear of the number 9. Nah, I'll get over it, just for youuu. Plus, hey theres gonna be a paaaarrttayyy! **does the electric slide** what? You don't do that at parties? Oh. It's electric! Boogie-woogie-woogie! Hehe, ok sorry. Now you REVIEW or I will have to lick your socks. Yes I will. I need some ideas and stuff help meeee. And Jctigerwolf, thanks for reading like the whole thing and reviewing all the time and stuff. Just for that I promise next chapter I will have some Jake/Cassie stuff. Just for YOU**grins idiot grin** Now everyone, do the ELECTRIC SLIDE!!