Disclaimer: Contrary to popular belief, I don't own Animorphs. No, I really
don't. Shocking, isn't it? Apparently, some genius called K.A Applegate
dreamed it up...
NOTES VERY IMPORTANT: I gave up reading Animorphs sometime ago, mainly because I didn't have the money to keep constantly buying them. So I'm behind on a lot of things. Are they really killing Rachel off? Man, that's....sad. Very sad.
Anyway, this story will take place somewhere before that, around the 20s. I aplogize if any of my facts are wrong. I'm introducing a new villain, I hope any of the stuff about the Council of Thirteen wasn't mentioned later on....
MARCO'S POV:
I was bored. Way bored. In fact, more than that. I was insanely bored.
I use that word a lot, huh? Kinda like my trademark now. But that's because a lot of things we do are insane.
A lot had been going on lately. I was barely out of the trauma caused by the David saga, and then there had been all the stuff with Tobias and his "adoptive" cousin Visser Three. What kind of family would that be?
But despite all of this, I had a moment to myself at last. A few days of respite to catch up on homework and stuff with my Dad. But still nothing from the Yeerks.
Which was good, I guess, but now I was bored. Mentioned that already didn't I? I was considering going to the arcade, but it wasn't as much fun without Jake, and he was busy studying with Cassie.
The cinema was next on my list, but who could I go with? Not Ax. Definitely not Ax. The time we took him to a cinema was a nightmare. Popcorn, raisisns....not a good combination with Ax around. Of course, I could always go with him in his true form, but I expected I might get a few suspicious glances if I turned up with a blue-haired centaur with stalk eyes, no mouth and a scorpion's tail. So I decided against that.
Then there was Tobias. He too was busy. Being a red-tailed hawk, he usually has a lot of time on his hands. But I had managed to pick the wrong day to not have to fight off hordes of evil aliens. He was spying out the land for the free tribe of Hork-bajir, as they wanted to explore a little and he was making sure no-one was nearby. Plus, he gets a little awkward around other humans whilst in human morph.
I had other friends but they were no more than casually acquainted with me now that I was a little pre-occupied with my Animorph duties.
So here I was. By the phone. Last resort.
I picked up the handset and dialled the number.
"Hello?" came the answer after a few seconds of ringing. "Hi, Rachel, it's me".
ON VISSER THREE'S BLADE SHIP.
Visser Three stepped slowly and powerfully down one of the corridors of his Blade ship. On either side stood powerful looking red uniformed Hork-bajir, dracons in hand and standing to attention. The Visser trotted to his control room and glared at the Taxxons that slithered and writhed around the consoles.
What is it? the Visser barked in thought-speak.
One of the Taxxons slithered over and spoke in its screeching, hissing language.
The Visser froze. The fur on his body stiffened in alarm. His stalk eyes and main eyes glared at the Taxxon and one many fingered hand shout forward, seized the massive centipede and dragged it close to his face.
Are you sure?! he roared.
The Taxxon screeced.
Visser Three let the creature go and then whispered to the Control Taxxons, Prepare for a transmission from the Council of Thirteen.
MARCO'S POV
"So what did you drag me out here for?" Rachel growled.
We were standing outside the cinema complex in town. She stood there, arms folded across her chest, looking great as usual, but impatient as is even more usual.
"Not happy to see me then?" I grinned.
She managed a half smile but then resumed her annoyed stance, "I though you called me out here for some other reason. I thought", she glanced around and lowered her voice, "I thought you were talking code. You know, like you had some news?"
I laughed" 'Fraid not Xena. I really am just bored and I really was just wondering if you wanted to go to the cinema".
Her eyes widened, then narrowed in suspicion, "Why not Jake?"
"He's busy. So's everyone else. Believe me, you were my last resort".
She laughed, and seemed to relax, "Alright, you little worm. We'll go and see the dumb movie. But don't get any ideas", she arched one eyebrow in mock apprehension.
I started to the door, her at my side, "Would I Rachel? Would I?"
Update.
Visser Three was alone in his control room. Before him was a hologram. But he did not lift his four eyes to even attempt to glance at it.
My...my Lord it is an honour to hear from you and your interest in the Earth operation. Everything is proceeding as planned. Earth will be ours in a few of the nonsensical months
You are spending valuable time and resources. We cannot afford a delay such as those you have produced. All because of a few Andalite rebels.
My Lord, they are in the process of being hunted down and eliminated.
I find that difficult to believe. We must redouble our efforts. As head of the Council of Thirteen, I will ensure this is so. I am coming to Earth
With that the hologram was gone. Visser Three remained motionless, and then shivered in horror.
The Lord? Coming here?
NOTES VERY IMPORTANT: I gave up reading Animorphs sometime ago, mainly because I didn't have the money to keep constantly buying them. So I'm behind on a lot of things. Are they really killing Rachel off? Man, that's....sad. Very sad.
Anyway, this story will take place somewhere before that, around the 20s. I aplogize if any of my facts are wrong. I'm introducing a new villain, I hope any of the stuff about the Council of Thirteen wasn't mentioned later on....
MARCO'S POV:
I was bored. Way bored. In fact, more than that. I was insanely bored.
I use that word a lot, huh? Kinda like my trademark now. But that's because a lot of things we do are insane.
A lot had been going on lately. I was barely out of the trauma caused by the David saga, and then there had been all the stuff with Tobias and his "adoptive" cousin Visser Three. What kind of family would that be?
But despite all of this, I had a moment to myself at last. A few days of respite to catch up on homework and stuff with my Dad. But still nothing from the Yeerks.
Which was good, I guess, but now I was bored. Mentioned that already didn't I? I was considering going to the arcade, but it wasn't as much fun without Jake, and he was busy studying with Cassie.
The cinema was next on my list, but who could I go with? Not Ax. Definitely not Ax. The time we took him to a cinema was a nightmare. Popcorn, raisisns....not a good combination with Ax around. Of course, I could always go with him in his true form, but I expected I might get a few suspicious glances if I turned up with a blue-haired centaur with stalk eyes, no mouth and a scorpion's tail. So I decided against that.
Then there was Tobias. He too was busy. Being a red-tailed hawk, he usually has a lot of time on his hands. But I had managed to pick the wrong day to not have to fight off hordes of evil aliens. He was spying out the land for the free tribe of Hork-bajir, as they wanted to explore a little and he was making sure no-one was nearby. Plus, he gets a little awkward around other humans whilst in human morph.
I had other friends but they were no more than casually acquainted with me now that I was a little pre-occupied with my Animorph duties.
So here I was. By the phone. Last resort.
I picked up the handset and dialled the number.
"Hello?" came the answer after a few seconds of ringing. "Hi, Rachel, it's me".
ON VISSER THREE'S BLADE SHIP.
Visser Three stepped slowly and powerfully down one of the corridors of his Blade ship. On either side stood powerful looking red uniformed Hork-bajir, dracons in hand and standing to attention. The Visser trotted to his control room and glared at the Taxxons that slithered and writhed around the consoles.
What is it? the Visser barked in thought-speak.
One of the Taxxons slithered over and spoke in its screeching, hissing language.
The Visser froze. The fur on his body stiffened in alarm. His stalk eyes and main eyes glared at the Taxxon and one many fingered hand shout forward, seized the massive centipede and dragged it close to his face.
Are you sure?! he roared.
The Taxxon screeced.
Visser Three let the creature go and then whispered to the Control Taxxons, Prepare for a transmission from the Council of Thirteen.
MARCO'S POV
"So what did you drag me out here for?" Rachel growled.
We were standing outside the cinema complex in town. She stood there, arms folded across her chest, looking great as usual, but impatient as is even more usual.
"Not happy to see me then?" I grinned.
She managed a half smile but then resumed her annoyed stance, "I though you called me out here for some other reason. I thought", she glanced around and lowered her voice, "I thought you were talking code. You know, like you had some news?"
I laughed" 'Fraid not Xena. I really am just bored and I really was just wondering if you wanted to go to the cinema".
Her eyes widened, then narrowed in suspicion, "Why not Jake?"
"He's busy. So's everyone else. Believe me, you were my last resort".
She laughed, and seemed to relax, "Alright, you little worm. We'll go and see the dumb movie. But don't get any ideas", she arched one eyebrow in mock apprehension.
I started to the door, her at my side, "Would I Rachel? Would I?"
Update.
Visser Three was alone in his control room. Before him was a hologram. But he did not lift his four eyes to even attempt to glance at it.
My...my Lord it is an honour to hear from you and your interest in the Earth operation. Everything is proceeding as planned. Earth will be ours in a few of the nonsensical months
You are spending valuable time and resources. We cannot afford a delay such as those you have produced. All because of a few Andalite rebels.
My Lord, they are in the process of being hunted down and eliminated.
I find that difficult to believe. We must redouble our efforts. As head of the Council of Thirteen, I will ensure this is so. I am coming to Earth
With that the hologram was gone. Visser Three remained motionless, and then shivered in horror.
The Lord? Coming here?