A/N Hello!!! I am sooooooooooooooooooo sorry but I've been soooooooooooooooooooooooo busy plus I've had writer's block!!! This chapter is what I started like a few weeks ago, I can't finish it, so I just hafta wait for the writer's block to leave. Here it is (The A/N included) from 3 weeks or so ago:

A/N Sorry I am just soooo tired...*yawn* so this chapter might not be very good. Also, I...*gets distracted as phone rings* *talks on phone for 30 minutes* *comes back* *says 'also I what? Huh?* Tee hee. Sorry about that. Now I don't know what I was going to say. Oh well. Probably wasn't very important. Probably I was just babbling to take up space so it looks like my brain is here this morning. How stupid was I? I mean, who just babbles on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on about absolutely nothing? Just babbles and babbles and babbles and-hey what kind of word is BABBLE? It is so weird I mean just look at it-what was I talking about? Oh yeah. Who just babbles and goes on and on about nothing and then you feel like kicking them- *dodges kick* What was that about? I mean, you just want to HURT them after a while- *dodges hurtful people with evil gleams* huh what was that about? - and finally there's this big long silence when they are done. *big, long, silence* Uh, hello? *bigger, longer silence* Ok, this is freaky..*gets it* oooooooooooooooooooooooops I guess that I was babbling on and on and on and-sorry. Uh, back to the story, or where we even there before? Uh, on to the story! Right!

Chapter 6- The Morphing Power

I don't know how much later it was when I woke up. I think that I fainted from just the shear amount of information and the weight of it that they told me so suddenly. When I woke up, I saw Cassie coaxing a large bird out of a cage. When she saw me awake, she stood up and came over to me.

"Hello, Sarah," said Cassie, "This is a Harris' Hawk. Isn't she a beauty?" Cassie stroked the bird's chocolate-colored head. "The Harris' Hawk is native to these parts and has a wingspan of 43 inches, so it's a fairly large bird. But I think that you can manage it for your first morph."

"My what?" I asked. Morph? I was going to morph? But..I thought that they told me that I wasn't..or was I? My head was spinning.

"Your first morph," Cassie repeated, "We decided that you should have a bird of prey so that if the time arises, you would have something useful."

"Useful?" I couldn't help but repeat everything that she said. My brain was kind of working on a very slow level.

"We have a mission that we need to work on," said Cassie, "And-"

"And so it's not surprising that you came right when we have one," interjected Marco, "We ALWAYS have a mission or some other pointless thing that we are working on, in our meager attempt to save the world from the Yeerks."

"Marco, chill," said Jake, "We want to make this as simple as possible for Sarah, and you are NOT helping!" He gave Marco a Look. "Ax, is the, uh, Escafil Device ready?"

"Excarful Device?" I asked, "What's that?"

^The Escafil Device just happens to be the greatest technological achievement of all time, made by, of course, the great Andalites,^ said Ax primly, ^And here it is.^ He held out a small, blue box. It was about 4 inches on each side.

I stared at the box. Uh, hello, 1-800-LUNATICS? I think that some people from your organization are over here, because they think that some box that they painted blue is going to give me super-powers.

"It doesn't look like it, but this thing really does give you the technology to morph," said Cassie. *A/N here is where I left off from last time, so its kinda not good* "All you need to do is touch one side with your hand."

I reached out a trembling hand and carefully touched the box. A shock ran through me and I jumped back.

"Now you have the morphing power," said Cassie.

"That's all?" I asked.

"That's all," confirmed Cassie, "Now, you acquire your first morph."

---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------- A/N Like I said, I have total writer's block. Even those few extra words at the end were hard to piece together! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! GO AWAY YOU STUPID WRITER'S BLOCK! *attempts to hit the writer's block, then realizes that writer's block cannot feel pain nor be hit anyway and gives up* Ok well give me reviews! Give me ideas! Give me sympathy! *looks like a sympathy needing person* Ok, well, gotta go kill my writer's block now. LOL! R: R/R!!!!! (Remember, read and review!)