Animorphs An Andalite's Story
Chapter Two: More Meaningless Nonsense
By Legend ( info@injenn.net )
Animorphs © Scholastic
Kasarashi-Illugiah-Dichoa and Siar 984 © Legend
Author's Note: Okay, okay.I felt like updating it. So sue me, I lied on the
first chapter. Heeeee.
My name is Kasarashi. I will not take the liberty to explain my name, or my
nickname. I wish to keep you all alive before I get into the next
adventure.
As you know from before, I'm an andalite controller. the second andalite
controller. I've been infested by a yeerk named Siar 984, of the Tiamat
Omega Pool.
That was Siar right there. Sadly, he's able to read my thoughts and comment on them. I find that rather annoying, but I guess it puts a literal meaning
to the human phrase "finishing each other's -"
Yep. That really does get annoying.
Anyways, we were stationed on the human world of Earth, which I have learned so much about. I have a feeling - know, I'm pretty sure - Siar's
gonna use my information against the humans.
Siar commented, smirking inwardly. The smirk would have shown up on my body, but there is one problem to that: Andalites don't have mouths. According to what I've heard and studied, I really wish they did.
Anyway, Siar, Good for you!
I think I said this before, but I really wish that Siar was a boring yeerk.
For a while there, he became that, but I'll get into that later.
--
Siar used my body to walk across a metal platform, high above the clouds of Earth (or maybe it was the same altitude. I sure wouldn't know). He strayed far from the edge, and I could sense he might have had a fear of heights.
Siar, formally known as Visser 27, said to a
Hork-Bajir nearby. The Hork Bajir's muscles tightened as he heard Siar speak. The Hork-bajir nodded quickly, not wanting to defy what he spoke.
Gee, I can't imagine why.
I asked him. He
ignored my thoughts, despite the fact I was annoying him. It was fun to
annoy him, anyways, since that was basically all I was good for.
"I believe there has been an Andalite sighted in the grasslands nearby,"
Another Hork-bajir said meekly, not sure how Siar would react. His eyes widdened, and he gasped in thought-speak (is there even such a thing? Oh
well, he did it anyways).
I said gleefully to his mind, as he tried to ignore me further. I could tell the information amused
and frightened him, as he didn't know how he was going to trick this
Andalite into falling into a Yeerk pool.
I feel so silly now.
Snapped Siar, galloping up to the Hork-bajir. He wielded my tail blade high, as if trying to intimidate the creature. It
worked.
"It is in the grassland!" The Hork bajir said. It spoke some of its native
tongue in there, but I didn't understand it. What's the point of
understanding Hork-bajir when you're infested?
Siar exclaimed. He began to concentrate my
mind, recalling a morph he used before. It was an odd flying thing, I believe humans call it a bird. It looked like a large bird, with reddish
wings. Pretty birdie.
Siar shouted at me mentally. I snickered, knowing I was really starting to get to him. When you're as odd and special as me, you can have lots of fun making a yeerk
believe he was better off without my body!
The pretty birdie took off, stretching its large maroon wings out. He flapped them a couple of times, and lifted into the air. He soared along
the nice little currents and such, and -
Woops.
Anyway, I might as well get back to the story. My body was physically tired, and I felt I was getting ill as well. Siar just pushed my body too
far, like he thought it was a machine. It's not everyday you get an
Andalite, you know, Siar.
God, this is fun!
Anyway, he spotted the other Andalite. Seeing the fellow guy made my hearts
skip a beat.well, they would, if I could control them. Siar tried to be inconspicious, but the Andalite spotted him rather quickly. ( Hey, we're
awesome that way! )
He asked, looking up at us in curiousity.
Wondered Siar to himself, but not outloud. He said, trying to see if this Tobias was an andalite
bandit as well. I watched this conversation, and smirked inwardly.
Siar echoed. He gazed at the andalite, wondering what this andalite's name would be. I happily
replied!
I thought to him. I could almost see myself grinning in my eyes,
but of course, I could not.
A/N: Okay! Too lazy to write the next part! Hope you like this pathetic
three-page no-brainer. O_o But hey. It was made to be stupid. Yay!
Chapter Two: More Meaningless Nonsense
By Legend ( info@injenn.net )
Animorphs © Scholastic
Kasarashi-Illugiah-Dichoa and Siar 984 © Legend
Author's Note: Okay, okay.I felt like updating it. So sue me, I lied on the
first chapter. Heeeee.
My name is Kasarashi. I will not take the liberty to explain my name, or my
nickname. I wish to keep you all alive before I get into the next
adventure.
As you know from before, I'm an andalite controller. the second andalite
controller. I've been infested by a yeerk named Siar 984, of the Tiamat
Omega Pool.
That was Siar right there. Sadly, he's able to read my thoughts and comment on them. I find that rather annoying, but I guess it puts a literal meaning
to the human phrase "finishing each other's -"
Yep. That really does get annoying.
Anyways, we were stationed on the human world of Earth, which I have learned so much about. I have a feeling - know, I'm pretty sure - Siar's
gonna use my information against the humans.
Siar commented, smirking inwardly. The smirk would have shown up on my body, but there is one problem to that: Andalites don't have mouths. According to what I've heard and studied, I really wish they did.
Anyway, Siar, Good for you!
I think I said this before, but I really wish that Siar was a boring yeerk.
For a while there, he became that, but I'll get into that later.
--
Siar used my body to walk across a metal platform, high above the clouds of Earth (or maybe it was the same altitude. I sure wouldn't know). He strayed far from the edge, and I could sense he might have had a fear of heights.
Siar, formally known as Visser 27, said to a
Hork-Bajir nearby. The Hork Bajir's muscles tightened as he heard Siar speak. The Hork-bajir nodded quickly, not wanting to defy what he spoke.
Gee, I can't imagine why.
I asked him. He
ignored my thoughts, despite the fact I was annoying him. It was fun to
annoy him, anyways, since that was basically all I was good for.
"I believe there has been an Andalite sighted in the grasslands nearby,"
Another Hork-bajir said meekly, not sure how Siar would react. His eyes widdened, and he gasped in thought-speak (is there even such a thing? Oh
well, he did it anyways).
I said gleefully to his mind, as he tried to ignore me further. I could tell the information amused
and frightened him, as he didn't know how he was going to trick this
Andalite into falling into a Yeerk pool.
I feel so silly now.
Snapped Siar, galloping up to the Hork-bajir. He wielded my tail blade high, as if trying to intimidate the creature. It
worked.
"It is in the grassland!" The Hork bajir said. It spoke some of its native
tongue in there, but I didn't understand it. What's the point of
understanding Hork-bajir when you're infested?
Siar exclaimed. He began to concentrate my
mind, recalling a morph he used before. It was an odd flying thing, I believe humans call it a bird. It looked like a large bird, with reddish
wings. Pretty birdie.
Siar shouted at me mentally. I snickered, knowing I was really starting to get to him. When you're as odd and special as me, you can have lots of fun making a yeerk
believe he was better off without my body!
The pretty birdie took off, stretching its large maroon wings out. He flapped them a couple of times, and lifted into the air. He soared along
the nice little currents and such, and -
Woops.
Anyway, I might as well get back to the story. My body was physically tired, and I felt I was getting ill as well. Siar just pushed my body too
far, like he thought it was a machine. It's not everyday you get an
Andalite, you know, Siar.
God, this is fun!
Anyway, he spotted the other Andalite. Seeing the fellow guy made my hearts
skip a beat.well, they would, if I could control them. Siar tried to be inconspicious, but the Andalite spotted him rather quickly. ( Hey, we're
awesome that way! )
He asked, looking up at us in curiousity.
Wondered Siar to himself, but not outloud. He said, trying to see if this Tobias was an andalite
bandit as well. I watched this conversation, and smirked inwardly.
Siar echoed. He gazed at the andalite, wondering what this andalite's name would be. I happily
replied!
I thought to him. I could almost see myself grinning in my eyes,
but of course, I could not.
A/N: Okay! Too lazy to write the next part! Hope you like this pathetic
three-page no-brainer. O_o But hey. It was made to be stupid. Yay!