A/N-hey everyone! I'm sorry it's been so long since I updated. I just haven't felt inspired! My inspiration is turning to other sources, rather than Animorphs, and so unless it comes back, this might be the second to last chapter you read about Zak and Bri. I'M SORRY! But you really don't want to read my uninspired writing. Then it begins to feel like a chore, which is why I've delayed updating. Once again, my apologies to everyone. It is still possible I'll become inspired again, I just don't know when. And I don't want to end up with a half-written story when I leave! I know that 'my inspiration has left me,' is a really lame excuse to leave readers hanging…and I'm hoping it comes back…and I'm suddenly feeling sorry for K.A. because of her criticized ending as well. But anyway, on that note…

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Morph- Nope, I wasn't planning on going through the whole series, just touching on a few points that would be interesting for Zak (Most books I planned on rewriting were Ax ones, because of the Andalite interaction.)

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Chapter 11- Bri

I can't believe I missed it! A whole confrontation with morphable humans, two of which turned out to be good friends of mine, and who were fighting against the Yeerk force on earth, and I had to be at HOME!

I had to finish my homework that night, so there was no time to go visit with Zak and Ax. So there I am, working on boring and frustrating pre-algebra, when I hear a sound outside my window. So I look outside and see Zak and Ax standing there with these huge birds perched on them. Now, I like Zak, I really do. But seeing him outside my bedroom window, with birds all over him like something out of a Disney movie, was startling.

"Aaaaaahhh!" I shouted, before I finally realized who it was.

I shoved open my bedroom window. "Zak! What are you doing here with eagles and hawks all over you?" I practically screamed, embarrassed that I had been frightened.

Zak and Ax backed away, and I calmed down. "Sorry. You just startled me. But where, where, where in the world does an Andalite get hawks to take a piggy-back ride on him?"

(In our crazy, bizarre, wacky, and totally insane corner of the universe,) said a voice that wasn't Zak's or Ax's.

I jumped. "Zak," I said in a low voice, "Am I just imagining things, or did that bird start to talk in thought-speak?"

(You aren't imagining things. The bird spoke. But actually he isn't a bird. He's like me. Like you.)

"Like me?" I asked, puzzled. "That bird is like me. Is that what you are trying to say?"

(Yes.)

"You're insane."

(Actually, I think we all are.) That voice again.

(Marco, shut up,) said another voice. Only this one was more familiar.

"Rachel?" I asked in amazement.

For an answer, all the birds dropped off the Andalites and began to mutate. I watched, fascinated. When they were done, they were transformed. Four human kids stood on the grass in front of me.

I swear, my eyes bulged out of my sockets. I had just watched my good friends, Rachel and Cassie, emerge from birds. So yeah, I was a bit startled.

"How did you guys do that?" I was shouting again. "How did you…" Zak put his hand over my mouth.

(Bri, it might be best if you don't inform the entire world that our friends can morph.)

I had to calm down again. "Okay, okay. Sorry." I stared. "So you guys can morph? How? Why?"

In the end, everyone climbed through my window, even the Andalites. Then in flew another bird.

"Who is he? Is he a real bird?"

(I'm solid, if that's what you mean,) said the hawk.

I sat down in my computer chair while everyone else perched on my bed. The hawk stood on the windowsill.

"Who are you? Why haven't you demorphed?"

(The name's Tobias. And as for demorphing, I haven't because I can't.)

I was a bit confused until Ax explained about nothlits. Then I just felt bad for Tobias. "I'm, uh, I'm sorry." I wasn't sure what else to say.

(It wasn't your fault,) he said shortly. And we dropped that subject. The next subject was on how Ax and Zak had found these morphers, or more precisely, how the morphers found them.

"I don't believe this!" I said. "You two meet a bunch of birds who are following you, see them twist and mutate, stun them, and don't bother to call me? Meanwhile, I'm stuck at home doing math."

Zak grinned. (Yeah, that's about what happened.)

I grumbled about this for a while until my curiosity got the better of me. Then I said, "So, how is it you guys can morph, anyway? I guess Zak's already told you my story."

And then I heard their story. How, on the night of the Dome Ship battle, an Andalite fighter had crashed in the middle of the construction lot, and its occupant had given the kids the morphing power. And how my friends at school had been keeping this secret from me for four months.

"I can't believe you didn't say anything," I said.

"Well, you never know who's a Controller and who isn't," Rachel said darkly.

"And besides," added Cassie, "You never told us that you were friends with an Andalite, could morph, and were actually Asian but looked Caucasian because of problems with Yeerks."

I stared at her. "Well Zak, you seem to have summed everything up well. Great. Now they know every little detail of my life."

"Yes, and now we will stalk you. We know where you live. You will never know who is watching, never know what animal could be spying on you," grinned one of the guys. I recognized him from school, but had forgotten his name.

Rachel punched him. "Cut it out! This is serious."

"Hey, I forgot your name. Who are you again? The village idiot?"

The boy grimaced. "Ouch," he commented. And then, "I'm Marco. And this is our great and fearless leader, Prince Jake!"

I looked at Jake, who was glaring at Marco. "Haven't I met you before? You're Rachel's cousin."

"Guilty as charged."

I was confused. "Why do they call you a prince?"

He groaned. "They don't. Or at least, they aren't supposed to. Ax came up with it when he was looking for someone to pledge his loyalty to."

(Every warrior must have a prince,) Ax said, defensively.

"Ah," I said, getting it now. Then we all just sat there, until I thought to ask, "Zak, did you pledge your loyalty, too?"

He looked a bit guilty. (Well, um, yeah. And I kind of pledged yours too.)

"What?"

(Bri, look around you. You've been a Controller. You want to stop the Yeerks, don't you? If we stick with them, we have a chance.) He sighed, and then, more softly, said, (On our own, we can do nothing.)

I sighed, a bit grudgingly. The truth was, I had wanted to be there when this big meeting happened; I wanted to commit myself, not have someone else do it for me.

"Ah, oh fine. I'm in too. What did you call yourselves again?"

Later that night, I stood with Zak. The other morphers had returned home, and Ax was leaving us alone. We wanted to talk privately. I had even morphed Andalite so that no one but Zak would hear me.

(Do you trust them?) Zak asked.

I sighed. (I want to trust them. Two of them are my best friends. But this is… new.)

(They trusted us.)

(I know! I just…Mom said no Andalite should ever hear about the Kelbrid. She's afraid if the Andalites knew more they would want to start a war. If we told the Animorphs, we'd have to tell Ax as well.)

We were debating on whether to let the others know about the Kelbrid. The Kelbrid being my mother's species, an advanced feline race. They are far more advanced than the Andalites, and study them secretly, posing as Andalites. They also study other species. But one of their rules is that no alien that they study can know of them. My mother broke that rule and married an Andalite, telling him her true origin. He was killed for his knowledge, and Mom was banished. Sam is their only child.

Almost as if he knew what I was thinking, Zak said, (You're mother can't be blamed for this. She won't be in more trouble.)

(Yeah, but Mom has told me that the Andalites are very proud. They would shudder at the thought of a more advanced race studying them. There might be mass panic, or a war declared. So Ax would have to swear to secrecy. And we know that isn't likely.)

(We don't have another choice. We're already in the middle of an intergalactic war! We need to be able to trust our team-mates so they will return the trust. We have to work together.)

(So our only option is have Ax swear himself to secrecy, then. And trust his word.)

(Yeah.)

(Maybe Jake could order him to be silent. Ax considers Jake a prince.)

(That's possible, but it seems cruel. Like blackmail.)

(It isn't blackmail. And what other choice do we have?)

(Not many.)

(Okay, then.)