Acromorphs
By Ron Potter
Chapter 5:The Prophecy
The andalites, our allies set up their own camp in the mountains of the Confederate State called Nicea. They took all their technology off the ship and brought it to the cave. The dome ship was left on top of their mountain. Occasionally I'd drop by and deliver them supplies but otherwise I remained on the space station. The Deca threat no longer existed, as they no longer have the delta poison, which I stole and returned to Delta Prime.
Then one day I was sitting on a bench in the Creature Dome when my stone started to glow a light silver. Then all my acquired morphs, the animals I acquired made a circle around me and took me to a big stone mountain somewhere on Argon or Alpha Prime. On the stone it had the inscription:
We are the Five Acromorph Warriors.
If you are reading this message then our stones have chosen you.
We give you this message to warn you about the dangers. First, we are trapped as our andalite allies call nothlits and the chain of Acromorph nothlits shall continue for seven generations of acromorphs. You will be the morph that is not currently with you and was the first morph
you've ever acquired.
The rest of the message was blocked out. I turned my head to see which creature wasn't here. It was the falcon. I was going to be trapped as a falcon. That must mean the falcon I acquired was the warrior with the stone I have.
Gafinilan asked.
"Do you see this inscription?" I asked.
"No, there's no inscription," Gafinilan answered.
I was the only one that could see it. Which means I have to warn my team about the nothlit danger. I quickly took to my wings and flew back to the ship. Silver Falcon and Red Hawk and Yellow Sea Gull were already sitting around a table in the cafeteria deep in conversation.
"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" I asked.
"Oh I had an encounter with Yirsser 3," Red Hawk said. "And so did everyone else. He told all of us here that we were acrogorn. I was just saying that we need to go to Argon every 5 days to breathe argon in our acrogorn morphs so things don't get suspicious."
"So what did you want to say?" Yellow Sea Gull asked.
"Just to tell you that we're all doomed to live as nothlits," I said. "I'm going to be a falcon. Silver Falcon and Red Hawk you guys will be green tigers. Manny-Falcon will be in your blue whale and Yellow Sea Gull will be in your boa constrictor morph."
The group looked stunned. It was kind of hard knowing that your lives as you know will end and you'll be forced to live as an animal.
"At least we'll be predators," Yellow Sea Gull said.
"Do we all have acrogorn morphs?" I asked as everyone agreed. "Great. We need to fly out in the pods to Argon."
I lead the group along the passages of the space station to the pods. We each cleared the sector and started to morph acrogorn. My morph was the alpha's diplomat of Argon. Yellow Sea Gull and everyone had normal commoners. Then when we were all in our pods, we took off to Argon. Oh yeah, funny thing about acrogorns: they can barely fit in a pod that's 6 ft. by 4 ft. My acrogorn body was crushed in the sides as I tried to steer the controls. It looked as if Yellow Sea Gull and Red Hawk had trouble too. They both bumped into an asteroid. Then I did the same thing plus I bumped into one of Alpha Prime's moons, Jara.
Yellow Sea Gull pointed out.
I said.
WHAM!
My head hit the steering wheel. As I looked up with gold blood dripping down I saw what I had crashed into. It was a Yeerp ship! I was in big trouble. I didn't even see the others anyway. Could the yeerps have already captured them? Would they be close to argon so they can come back with reinforcements? I would never know because a large laser gun was pointed at me.
TSSEEWWWWW! TSSEEWWWWW!
I felt a burning pain in my web glands and in my lower arms. The top of my head was bleeding more. At that moment there was nothing I can do. I was hopeless. The yeerps have caught me. If they didn't come for me then I'd die out here in space with my pod and body just floating aimlessly.
By Ron Potter
Chapter 5:The Prophecy
The andalites, our allies set up their own camp in the mountains of the Confederate State called Nicea. They took all their technology off the ship and brought it to the cave. The dome ship was left on top of their mountain. Occasionally I'd drop by and deliver them supplies but otherwise I remained on the space station. The Deca threat no longer existed, as they no longer have the delta poison, which I stole and returned to Delta Prime.
Then one day I was sitting on a bench in the Creature Dome when my stone started to glow a light silver. Then all my acquired morphs, the animals I acquired made a circle around me and took me to a big stone mountain somewhere on Argon or Alpha Prime. On the stone it had the inscription:
We are the Five Acromorph Warriors.
If you are reading this message then our stones have chosen you.
We give you this message to warn you about the dangers. First, we are trapped as our andalite allies call nothlits and the chain of Acromorph nothlits shall continue for seven generations of acromorphs. You will be the morph that is not currently with you and was the first morph
you've ever acquired.
The rest of the message was blocked out. I turned my head to see which creature wasn't here. It was the falcon. I was going to be trapped as a falcon. That must mean the falcon I acquired was the warrior with the stone I have.
Gafinilan asked.
"Do you see this inscription?" I asked.
"No, there's no inscription," Gafinilan answered.
I was the only one that could see it. Which means I have to warn my team about the nothlit danger. I quickly took to my wings and flew back to the ship. Silver Falcon and Red Hawk and Yellow Sea Gull were already sitting around a table in the cafeteria deep in conversation.
"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" I asked.
"Oh I had an encounter with Yirsser 3," Red Hawk said. "And so did everyone else. He told all of us here that we were acrogorn. I was just saying that we need to go to Argon every 5 days to breathe argon in our acrogorn morphs so things don't get suspicious."
"So what did you want to say?" Yellow Sea Gull asked.
"Just to tell you that we're all doomed to live as nothlits," I said. "I'm going to be a falcon. Silver Falcon and Red Hawk you guys will be green tigers. Manny-Falcon will be in your blue whale and Yellow Sea Gull will be in your boa constrictor morph."
The group looked stunned. It was kind of hard knowing that your lives as you know will end and you'll be forced to live as an animal.
"At least we'll be predators," Yellow Sea Gull said.
"Do we all have acrogorn morphs?" I asked as everyone agreed. "Great. We need to fly out in the pods to Argon."
I lead the group along the passages of the space station to the pods. We each cleared the sector and started to morph acrogorn. My morph was the alpha's diplomat of Argon. Yellow Sea Gull and everyone had normal commoners. Then when we were all in our pods, we took off to Argon. Oh yeah, funny thing about acrogorns: they can barely fit in a pod that's 6 ft. by 4 ft. My acrogorn body was crushed in the sides as I tried to steer the controls. It looked as if Yellow Sea Gull and Red Hawk had trouble too. They both bumped into an asteroid. Then I did the same thing plus I bumped into one of Alpha Prime's moons, Jara.
Yellow Sea Gull pointed out.
I said.
WHAM!
My head hit the steering wheel. As I looked up with gold blood dripping down I saw what I had crashed into. It was a Yeerp ship! I was in big trouble. I didn't even see the others anyway. Could the yeerps have already captured them? Would they be close to argon so they can come back with reinforcements? I would never know because a large laser gun was pointed at me.
TSSEEWWWWW! TSSEEWWWWW!
I felt a burning pain in my web glands and in my lower arms. The top of my head was bleeding more. At that moment there was nothing I can do. I was hopeless. The yeerps have caught me. If they didn't come for me then I'd die out here in space with my pod and body just floating aimlessly.