Shaedowe: Oh, hi! This is my first fanfic about the Animorphs... and my WG
will do the honours... Myishi, please...
Myishi: *Crosses arms and sniffs* Why should I? I don't owe YOU anything!
Shaedowe: T_T0
Anyway, this is the disclaimer... I DO NOT OWN ANIMORPHS OR WHATEVER! Get this? Ok, and if you don't, so sue me! *evil cackles* Ok, let's get on with the story then!
PS, this might get confusing, but its not the past. It's after the war and its whole new people... and new personalities... so just read on and it'll get less confusing... sorry if there's any mix up! Email me if you've got any questions... and remember to review!
PS. ~ Insert name ~ means that the words below are 'Insert name' 's thoughts. Get it?
Ok, then, go on!
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~RACHEL~
"Hey, Rachel, wait up! Rachel! Rach!"
Someone was calling out for me. Again. Didn't she ever give up?
"Rach!" She panted. "Thank goodness I've FINALLY caught you! Listen, there's this party at Laura's house and I know you've been invited and how 'bout we go together? I've an escort, actually my elder brother, but who cares anyway... So, anyway, he'll to take me there, seeing as he's going to the party as well and—"
Wasn't she listening? She ought to have got a clue by now.
I had been getting invitations to the In Crowd's parties for over a month, ever since I had moved here to this sorry excuse for a town... But I was intent on not liking the In Crowd. They didn't make it very difficult for me to hate them either.
"Sasha, I'm not going."
I never had been going.
Why did she even want to go anyway? They only invited her in the hopes that I would go with her.
See, the reason is that they don't want unpopular geeks and nerds like Sasha there.
That's why only about all the jocks and cheerleaders and no geeks turn up. They want the popular people. Sasha was stupid to believe that they wanted her in the In Crowd.
Only I don't know why they even invited me, cause I'm not popular, and I don't want to be.
"Why not? There must be a reason Rachel. Everyone wants to go. How can you not want to?"
Reason: I hate the In Crowd! Get it, Dummy?
That was what I wanted to shout to Sasha. Stupid, simpering Sasha.
They all start with the same lines.
What a coincidence. Not.
"They don't want you there anyway." I muttered to her.
"I know that, but I still want to go! Maybe they'll accept me then..." She was desperate. And hurt by my remarks. But I wouldn't care if the whole world hated me anyway. So if the little wannabe wanted to hate me, that was one less person to care about. I didn't have to purposely make her hate me then.
One step closer to my goal.
"Rach," She was so persistent. "You can get loads of dates if only you say yes! Just today 5 of the most popular guys asked you out! And you had to say no! No one would say yes even if I made the first move! If you don't go, I won't go either! They'll laugh at me! If you don't want to feel guilty..."
"Suit yourself." I ignored her, shoved my hands deeply into the pockets of my faded blue jeans and shuffled home. Leaving Sasha standing there looking like the fool that she was.
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~JAKE~
She had gone looking all excited, but returned with her face all turned to the floor... Poor Sasha. But she WAS a wannabe. So who could blame the poor girl that my little sister was intent on pestering?
"So, how'd it go? She say yes?" I questioned her, even though I'd known the answer long ago.
She looked at me with hurt eyes, her face downcast. It was enough to soften a hard-hearted person's heart.
It didn't soften me though.
So I guess I'm not hard-hearted. Heh heh.
"No, Rachel said she didn't want to go."
"Didn't want to go with YOU, you mean. No one never wants to go to the In Crowd party. They just don't wanna go with the 'Unsocialites'."
"No, she said she didn't want to go. She is more like an Unsocialite than I am... she's like this tough girl, so cold and couldn't-care-less." Sasha murmured, her voice as low as her self-esteem.
I was confused. Who was this Rachel? She was invited, so either she was a relative or one of the Beautiful People... Who didn't want to go to the In Crowd's party?
"So her name's Rachel, huh?"
I'd have to go and check her out personally.
Later though. Right now there was screaming and crying in the playing grounds.
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~TOBIAS~
The little kid was crouched next to the swings. Hurt and injured. Still denying the tears that were threatening to spill out from his eyes. And Big Pig was still hitting him. Non-stop, his fist was bleeding.
So was the boy's head.
Sighing, I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes. Oh man this was going to be one long fight. One-sided fight, that is. The boy was only cowering in fear and hatred. No hitting from his side.
And as long as the kid refused to cry, the fight would go on. Big Pig loved to see little kids cry. I gave him the biggest thrill of all.
The other guys were cheering Big Pig on. What a bunch of losers.
Losers to me. Big, powerful bullies to the rest of the school, except for the In Crowd.
Bullies. That was whom I had to spend my miserable company with. Great.
Actually, everyone else called Big Pig, Big Pug. Only I called him Big Pig. He was a pig, after all. Fat and all disgusting. Yet there were tons of girls that would go out with him. Maybe his stupidity was rubbing off on them.
I doubted he knew what pug means. Or he wouldn't have chosen the name.
"So that's how you guys get your kicks? Beating up small kids?"
I recognized that voice. Hated it to the core.
"Why don't you stick your big fat nose else where?" Big Pig retorted.
I didn't know why I stepped in. Just that maybe I was trying to show Big Pig what real fighting was like. Fighting like a man.
Not like a... well, pig.
"Well, well, well, there's Captain Noble to the rescue again. Cool being superman huh? Maybe the kids would even ask you for their autograph." I drawled.
"Shut up. No one's asking for your opinion, Toby Boy." He narrowed his eyes.
We stood staring at each other for a few minutes before he looked away. Admitting defeat in order to save the kid. How noble. Not.
As he led the sobbing kid away, and Big Pig and his gang moved on to find another victim, he looked back at me. And I glared back at him.
That was how things were between the both of us. Pure hatred, every time we met.
That was just the normal way of life for Jake Forrester and Tobias Daler.
Now, to more important stuff.
I had an In Crowd party to dress up for.
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~CASSIE~
"I've got to try this on. Just got to! It's the best around!" She murmured.
Sighing, I followed her to the changing room again.
When she came out 5 minutes later, she looked just like before. Just as gorgeous as before. Twirling in her new spaghetti-strap dress, Francisca gave a delighted smile and grabbed her wallet.
"Hold this for me while I pay for this dress! It's absolutely marrrvelous!" She laughed, dragging the 'r' for emphasis.
I sighed again. Francisca was going to the In Crowd's party, and she wanted to look perfect. To impress Tobias, OF COURSE.
Tobias was a bully, but a handsome one. Only I never made an effort to dress up cause I was FAT. Or like Francisca put it politely, stocky and chubby. Beautiful People like Tobias would never be interested in 'stocky and chubby' people like me.
He'd be interested in people like Francisca. Or Laura. Or Jessie from the popular scene. Never me. Nope, only Gerard would be. Cause Gerard was 'stocky and chubby' too.
Still, there was the saying opposites attract...
Picking up a flowery dress, I smiled to myself.
Looks like I would be showing up for the party after all. Whether Laura and the In Crowd liked it or not.
I'd make Tobias like me. More than like me... Love me maybe...
Call it wishful thinking on my part if you like but...
Hey, opposites attract.
You just never know.
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~MARCO~
"Hey, Marco, wanna hang out at my place after school? Then we can go to the In Crowd's party after this..."
I hesitated.
What are you hesitating for, you idiot! Just say yes and you'll never have to see them for the rest of today!
Just say yes.
Just say yes.
Just say yes!
JUST SAY YES!!!
"Nah, I can't go to either. I've got five little brothers to look after, and a gardening job to do for my neighbour."
Raymondo shook his head disbelievingly. "You'd sacrifice your one chance at popularity to go baby-sit your brothers? I don't know if you're too kind or too crazy... So, see ya tomorrow, then. Try to make it tonight, though, will ya? I don't want to be the odd one out among the popular ones, sticking out like a sore thumb... it'll be embarrassing, you get me?"
I laughed. Raymondo was a great friend. I got him all right. He wanted me to go and enjoy myself, not stay cooped up at home like some poor hermit.
Which I was, because of THEM!
Them being my mom and my FIVE brothers. Yeah, you heard me, FIVE!
My dad had left home when I was five. Leaving me with five brothers and one heart-broken mother.
Actually, I don't see what she was so sad about, seeing as she was the one who divorced him. After she found out that he had been seeing FIVE separate women since he had married her.
Good riddance if you ask me.
All he did was go out make money, spend that money on drinks and come home drunk. Then he would abuse her and us, and use mom for sex. Ick.
Mom didn't see it that way, so instead of focusing on us, she focused on herself and my dad.
You know what she did?
She made money, spent it on drinks, came home drunk, and abused us. Hit us so hard, there was still that stupid scar above my left eye on my forehead. Doesn't hurt now though.
But that wasn't all she did.
Guess, come on, guess!
Guess!
She committed suicide of course. Killed herself with a kitchen knife.
I daren't use that knife now. It's got her bloodstains on them. Ick again.
And she was damn stupid. Couldn't she have thought of a less messy way to end her miserable life? Like jump down from the twenty-storey apartment we had now?
Only at that time we only had one miserable trailer. So she wouldn't even have injured herself. Only minor scrapes. The trailer's our playhouse now.
And so is the land it's on.
So, do you think we lucky 'uns got adopted by some rich guy who adopted all five, no SIX of us?
No way.
You see, stupid as mom was, she died at a very convenient time.
Big brother Stanley just turned twenty-one the week before she died.
And our Uncle Henry doted on him. He was just like father. So Stan went and inherited his money. He was to inherit his money when he turned twenty-one, only we got the news one week late, by airmail.
Maybe mom wouldn't have killed herself if she waited one more week. Joke. Ha ha.
Anyway, now that Stan has that 3 million, we're rich. Luckily Stan likes us, or we would've been sent to an adoption agency.
But my brothers are pests, so it's ok. Not too bad actually.
Enough moping about my past! Now, to subject myself to the Little Monsters.
Once I watched this movie on TV, and it was about this swamp monster. My brothers fit the part perfectly.
The door was just in front of me now...
Now, to subject myself to the Five Horrors of the Woodyoung Family...
Heh heh, just inset one dramatic scream and viola!
The Perfect Horror Movie!
From inside, a crash and tinkle of breaking glass and someone crying...
Uh oh, someone was going to get it.
Big time.
***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***
Haha! Hope you like that! Just that you can see, it's the same names with completely different personalities... They're looks are different too. But they're still the Animorphs in the future, just that they haven't met yet. Heh heh. You'll see!
Shaedowe: Don't forget to review, and check out my other stories too! Haha, see ya next time, folks... (Sounds corny, doesn't it...)
Myishi: T_T0
Myishi: *Crosses arms and sniffs* Why should I? I don't owe YOU anything!
Shaedowe: T_T0
Anyway, this is the disclaimer... I DO NOT OWN ANIMORPHS OR WHATEVER! Get this? Ok, and if you don't, so sue me! *evil cackles* Ok, let's get on with the story then!
PS, this might get confusing, but its not the past. It's after the war and its whole new people... and new personalities... so just read on and it'll get less confusing... sorry if there's any mix up! Email me if you've got any questions... and remember to review!
PS. ~ Insert name ~ means that the words below are 'Insert name' 's thoughts. Get it?
Ok, then, go on!
***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***
~RACHEL~
"Hey, Rachel, wait up! Rachel! Rach!"
Someone was calling out for me. Again. Didn't she ever give up?
"Rach!" She panted. "Thank goodness I've FINALLY caught you! Listen, there's this party at Laura's house and I know you've been invited and how 'bout we go together? I've an escort, actually my elder brother, but who cares anyway... So, anyway, he'll to take me there, seeing as he's going to the party as well and—"
Wasn't she listening? She ought to have got a clue by now.
I had been getting invitations to the In Crowd's parties for over a month, ever since I had moved here to this sorry excuse for a town... But I was intent on not liking the In Crowd. They didn't make it very difficult for me to hate them either.
"Sasha, I'm not going."
I never had been going.
Why did she even want to go anyway? They only invited her in the hopes that I would go with her.
See, the reason is that they don't want unpopular geeks and nerds like Sasha there.
That's why only about all the jocks and cheerleaders and no geeks turn up. They want the popular people. Sasha was stupid to believe that they wanted her in the In Crowd.
Only I don't know why they even invited me, cause I'm not popular, and I don't want to be.
"Why not? There must be a reason Rachel. Everyone wants to go. How can you not want to?"
Reason: I hate the In Crowd! Get it, Dummy?
That was what I wanted to shout to Sasha. Stupid, simpering Sasha.
They all start with the same lines.
What a coincidence. Not.
"They don't want you there anyway." I muttered to her.
"I know that, but I still want to go! Maybe they'll accept me then..." She was desperate. And hurt by my remarks. But I wouldn't care if the whole world hated me anyway. So if the little wannabe wanted to hate me, that was one less person to care about. I didn't have to purposely make her hate me then.
One step closer to my goal.
"Rach," She was so persistent. "You can get loads of dates if only you say yes! Just today 5 of the most popular guys asked you out! And you had to say no! No one would say yes even if I made the first move! If you don't go, I won't go either! They'll laugh at me! If you don't want to feel guilty..."
"Suit yourself." I ignored her, shoved my hands deeply into the pockets of my faded blue jeans and shuffled home. Leaving Sasha standing there looking like the fool that she was.
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~JAKE~
She had gone looking all excited, but returned with her face all turned to the floor... Poor Sasha. But she WAS a wannabe. So who could blame the poor girl that my little sister was intent on pestering?
"So, how'd it go? She say yes?" I questioned her, even though I'd known the answer long ago.
She looked at me with hurt eyes, her face downcast. It was enough to soften a hard-hearted person's heart.
It didn't soften me though.
So I guess I'm not hard-hearted. Heh heh.
"No, Rachel said she didn't want to go."
"Didn't want to go with YOU, you mean. No one never wants to go to the In Crowd party. They just don't wanna go with the 'Unsocialites'."
"No, she said she didn't want to go. She is more like an Unsocialite than I am... she's like this tough girl, so cold and couldn't-care-less." Sasha murmured, her voice as low as her self-esteem.
I was confused. Who was this Rachel? She was invited, so either she was a relative or one of the Beautiful People... Who didn't want to go to the In Crowd's party?
"So her name's Rachel, huh?"
I'd have to go and check her out personally.
Later though. Right now there was screaming and crying in the playing grounds.
***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***
~TOBIAS~
The little kid was crouched next to the swings. Hurt and injured. Still denying the tears that were threatening to spill out from his eyes. And Big Pig was still hitting him. Non-stop, his fist was bleeding.
So was the boy's head.
Sighing, I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes. Oh man this was going to be one long fight. One-sided fight, that is. The boy was only cowering in fear and hatred. No hitting from his side.
And as long as the kid refused to cry, the fight would go on. Big Pig loved to see little kids cry. I gave him the biggest thrill of all.
The other guys were cheering Big Pig on. What a bunch of losers.
Losers to me. Big, powerful bullies to the rest of the school, except for the In Crowd.
Bullies. That was whom I had to spend my miserable company with. Great.
Actually, everyone else called Big Pig, Big Pug. Only I called him Big Pig. He was a pig, after all. Fat and all disgusting. Yet there were tons of girls that would go out with him. Maybe his stupidity was rubbing off on them.
I doubted he knew what pug means. Or he wouldn't have chosen the name.
"So that's how you guys get your kicks? Beating up small kids?"
I recognized that voice. Hated it to the core.
"Why don't you stick your big fat nose else where?" Big Pig retorted.
I didn't know why I stepped in. Just that maybe I was trying to show Big Pig what real fighting was like. Fighting like a man.
Not like a... well, pig.
"Well, well, well, there's Captain Noble to the rescue again. Cool being superman huh? Maybe the kids would even ask you for their autograph." I drawled.
"Shut up. No one's asking for your opinion, Toby Boy." He narrowed his eyes.
We stood staring at each other for a few minutes before he looked away. Admitting defeat in order to save the kid. How noble. Not.
As he led the sobbing kid away, and Big Pig and his gang moved on to find another victim, he looked back at me. And I glared back at him.
That was how things were between the both of us. Pure hatred, every time we met.
That was just the normal way of life for Jake Forrester and Tobias Daler.
Now, to more important stuff.
I had an In Crowd party to dress up for.
***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***
~CASSIE~
"I've got to try this on. Just got to! It's the best around!" She murmured.
Sighing, I followed her to the changing room again.
When she came out 5 minutes later, she looked just like before. Just as gorgeous as before. Twirling in her new spaghetti-strap dress, Francisca gave a delighted smile and grabbed her wallet.
"Hold this for me while I pay for this dress! It's absolutely marrrvelous!" She laughed, dragging the 'r' for emphasis.
I sighed again. Francisca was going to the In Crowd's party, and she wanted to look perfect. To impress Tobias, OF COURSE.
Tobias was a bully, but a handsome one. Only I never made an effort to dress up cause I was FAT. Or like Francisca put it politely, stocky and chubby. Beautiful People like Tobias would never be interested in 'stocky and chubby' people like me.
He'd be interested in people like Francisca. Or Laura. Or Jessie from the popular scene. Never me. Nope, only Gerard would be. Cause Gerard was 'stocky and chubby' too.
Still, there was the saying opposites attract...
Picking up a flowery dress, I smiled to myself.
Looks like I would be showing up for the party after all. Whether Laura and the In Crowd liked it or not.
I'd make Tobias like me. More than like me... Love me maybe...
Call it wishful thinking on my part if you like but...
Hey, opposites attract.
You just never know.
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~MARCO~
"Hey, Marco, wanna hang out at my place after school? Then we can go to the In Crowd's party after this..."
I hesitated.
What are you hesitating for, you idiot! Just say yes and you'll never have to see them for the rest of today!
Just say yes.
Just say yes.
Just say yes!
JUST SAY YES!!!
"Nah, I can't go to either. I've got five little brothers to look after, and a gardening job to do for my neighbour."
Raymondo shook his head disbelievingly. "You'd sacrifice your one chance at popularity to go baby-sit your brothers? I don't know if you're too kind or too crazy... So, see ya tomorrow, then. Try to make it tonight, though, will ya? I don't want to be the odd one out among the popular ones, sticking out like a sore thumb... it'll be embarrassing, you get me?"
I laughed. Raymondo was a great friend. I got him all right. He wanted me to go and enjoy myself, not stay cooped up at home like some poor hermit.
Which I was, because of THEM!
Them being my mom and my FIVE brothers. Yeah, you heard me, FIVE!
My dad had left home when I was five. Leaving me with five brothers and one heart-broken mother.
Actually, I don't see what she was so sad about, seeing as she was the one who divorced him. After she found out that he had been seeing FIVE separate women since he had married her.
Good riddance if you ask me.
All he did was go out make money, spend that money on drinks and come home drunk. Then he would abuse her and us, and use mom for sex. Ick.
Mom didn't see it that way, so instead of focusing on us, she focused on herself and my dad.
You know what she did?
She made money, spent it on drinks, came home drunk, and abused us. Hit us so hard, there was still that stupid scar above my left eye on my forehead. Doesn't hurt now though.
But that wasn't all she did.
Guess, come on, guess!
Guess!
She committed suicide of course. Killed herself with a kitchen knife.
I daren't use that knife now. It's got her bloodstains on them. Ick again.
And she was damn stupid. Couldn't she have thought of a less messy way to end her miserable life? Like jump down from the twenty-storey apartment we had now?
Only at that time we only had one miserable trailer. So she wouldn't even have injured herself. Only minor scrapes. The trailer's our playhouse now.
And so is the land it's on.
So, do you think we lucky 'uns got adopted by some rich guy who adopted all five, no SIX of us?
No way.
You see, stupid as mom was, she died at a very convenient time.
Big brother Stanley just turned twenty-one the week before she died.
And our Uncle Henry doted on him. He was just like father. So Stan went and inherited his money. He was to inherit his money when he turned twenty-one, only we got the news one week late, by airmail.
Maybe mom wouldn't have killed herself if she waited one more week. Joke. Ha ha.
Anyway, now that Stan has that 3 million, we're rich. Luckily Stan likes us, or we would've been sent to an adoption agency.
But my brothers are pests, so it's ok. Not too bad actually.
Enough moping about my past! Now, to subject myself to the Little Monsters.
Once I watched this movie on TV, and it was about this swamp monster. My brothers fit the part perfectly.
The door was just in front of me now...
Now, to subject myself to the Five Horrors of the Woodyoung Family...
Heh heh, just inset one dramatic scream and viola!
The Perfect Horror Movie!
From inside, a crash and tinkle of breaking glass and someone crying...
Uh oh, someone was going to get it.
Big time.
***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***
Haha! Hope you like that! Just that you can see, it's the same names with completely different personalities... They're looks are different too. But they're still the Animorphs in the future, just that they haven't met yet. Heh heh. You'll see!
Shaedowe: Don't forget to review, and check out my other stories too! Haha, see ya next time, folks... (Sounds corny, doesn't it...)
Myishi: T_T0