Chapter 1
JAKE
Hi. My name is Jake. Jake Berenson. You know me. Just about the whole universe does. Whether they like me or want to kill me.
You know me. And the other Animorphs. The whole world knows the story of how 5 kids and an alien saved Earth from an infestation of parasitic aliens. We had become heroes, celebrities. But I wasn't on Earth anymore. Marco, Tobias, myself, and three other people- Sergeant Santorelli of the U.S. Army Rangers, Jeanne Gerard of the French Deuxieme Bureau, both of whom had attended my special morphing anti-terrorism classes, and F.O. of Ax's ship, and supposedly only surviving Andalite aboard that ship, who turned nothlit human. We were trying to rescue Ax from the clutches of an evil alien race.
You know, the usual.
We had just run into the rather nasty Blade Ship. We had been tracking it down for months, and now that we found it, I started wondering whether this was the brightest decision. We were only a quarter the size of the Blade Ship, and they had far more weaponry. But we were definitely faster.
"Full emergency power to engines. Ram the Blade Ship."
I couldn't believe the words I'd just spoken. Never in a million years, would I have ever ordered such a gutsy, crazy decision. But even though in my mind a hundred million nerves were screaming at me to run away as fast as I could, one told me to stay. Rachel was alive in me; I could almost feel her energy coursing through me.
"Yes, Captain." said Menderash, quickly bleeding off all power (from Dracon beams, compensators, everything) to the twin engines that ringed our powerful ship. We were much faster, but were we more powerful?
"Punching up Maximum Burn!" yelled Menderash, slamming his hand down on the button, making it so. Unfortunately, the compensators had lost all of their power, so Marco, Tobias, Santorelli, Jeanne, and me were thrown back to the bulkhead off the helm. Fortunately, Menderash had foreseen this would happen, and had grabbed hold of the ship's stabilizers for dear life, opening my tearing eyes, I could see the Blade ship manoeuvring.
To shoot? I thought, but I saw the massive thing turning.. away from us! But the great, lumbering beast was no match for our speed, and within seconds, we struck the Blade ship with all we had. The impact was so immense; I could feel myself lose consciousness, blood pouring from ears and mouth, and instantly all went black.
Ok, all. This is my first ever story on fan-fic.net. Please be nice. And if you think it sucks, I won't continue with more chaps.
JAKE
Hi. My name is Jake. Jake Berenson. You know me. Just about the whole universe does. Whether they like me or want to kill me.
You know me. And the other Animorphs. The whole world knows the story of how 5 kids and an alien saved Earth from an infestation of parasitic aliens. We had become heroes, celebrities. But I wasn't on Earth anymore. Marco, Tobias, myself, and three other people- Sergeant Santorelli of the U.S. Army Rangers, Jeanne Gerard of the French Deuxieme Bureau, both of whom had attended my special morphing anti-terrorism classes, and F.O. of Ax's ship, and supposedly only surviving Andalite aboard that ship, who turned nothlit human. We were trying to rescue Ax from the clutches of an evil alien race.
You know, the usual.
We had just run into the rather nasty Blade Ship. We had been tracking it down for months, and now that we found it, I started wondering whether this was the brightest decision. We were only a quarter the size of the Blade Ship, and they had far more weaponry. But we were definitely faster.
"Full emergency power to engines. Ram the Blade Ship."
I couldn't believe the words I'd just spoken. Never in a million years, would I have ever ordered such a gutsy, crazy decision. But even though in my mind a hundred million nerves were screaming at me to run away as fast as I could, one told me to stay. Rachel was alive in me; I could almost feel her energy coursing through me.
"Yes, Captain." said Menderash, quickly bleeding off all power (from Dracon beams, compensators, everything) to the twin engines that ringed our powerful ship. We were much faster, but were we more powerful?
"Punching up Maximum Burn!" yelled Menderash, slamming his hand down on the button, making it so. Unfortunately, the compensators had lost all of their power, so Marco, Tobias, Santorelli, Jeanne, and me were thrown back to the bulkhead off the helm. Fortunately, Menderash had foreseen this would happen, and had grabbed hold of the ship's stabilizers for dear life, opening my tearing eyes, I could see the Blade ship manoeuvring.
To shoot? I thought, but I saw the massive thing turning.. away from us! But the great, lumbering beast was no match for our speed, and within seconds, we struck the Blade ship with all we had. The impact was so immense; I could feel myself lose consciousness, blood pouring from ears and mouth, and instantly all went black.
Ok, all. This is my first ever story on fan-fic.net. Please be nice. And if you think it sucks, I won't continue with more chaps.