A/N:  I want to thank everyone for the reviews.  I'm a little nervous about this chapter because some people aren't going to like what happens next.  Even I am a little upset about what happens and I'm writing it!  I want to apologize in advance but what happens is part of my vision and I must be true to it.  Please keep reading even if you don't like what happens next.

Disclaimer:  The Animorphs belong to K.A. Applegate.  I only own Hope, Sarah, Alexandria, Bade, and Josh.

~~Hope~~

The party was really great.  I mean, my necklace did give off weird vibes, but other than that, it really was a great party.  My compliments to Josh.

Anyways, you were left off with me sneaking into my house through the back door.

I was in the laundry room when I heard a scream.  Mom!  I bolted out of the laundry room into the kitchen.

My dad grabbed me by the shoulders in a panic, "Hope, don't ask questions.  Just run and don't come back.  Stay out of sight."

"Why dad?" I asked.

"Hope, just go.  It's the Yeerks."

The word Yeerks got my attention.  But they couldn't be back!

Everyone says I'm brave.  They also say I'm smart.  I wasn't either at the moment.  I ran.  Yes, brave old me ran away instead of facing the Yeerks.  Now for the stupid part.  I stayed in the house.  Yes, stupid, cowardly old me hid in the laundry room.

What I did next I still regret.  I peeked to see what was going on.

My mom was screaming on the top of her lungs while three Hork-Bajir were trying to force her down.  My dad somehow got hold of a dracon beam and was firing, desperately trying to rescue mom and himself at the same time.  And there he stood.  An andalite stood proud and tall, like he was enjoying it.  And you know what that creep did?!  He laughed.  He laughed like it was the funniest thing he had ever seen.

I heard his voice in my head, menacing and powerful, but still laughing, Get them!  Get them!

Mom had been forced to the ground by five Hork-Bajir and was currently thrashing and trying to break free.  There was a look of fear in her eyes.  Then I saw one.  My first Yeerk.

It's true what they say; Yeerks do look like gray-green slugs.  And they were trying to force that slimy creature into my mom's head!

Restrain and infest them the andalite said.

Another Hork-Bajir came to try and keep my mom's head still.  It finally succeeded.  She started crying out for mercy and daring for them to kill her.  They forced the Yeerk into her head.  After a minute, she stopped struggling.

Come on mom, keep fighting.  But she couldn't.

I could have puked then. 

My dad wasn't doing to well either.  A couple of Hork-Bajir were holding his arms and the andalite, getting bored with the fight, was holding his tail blade against his throat.  My dad a look of pure terror when he realized that in moments, he would become a controller.

They forced a second Yeerk into my dad's head.  The Hork-Bajir let go of his arms and the andalite withdrew his tail blade.

My head kept spinning.  All I could keep thinking was: Oh my god!  The Yeerks got my parents!  They made my parents controllers!

If I had to pick my worst fault, it's that I have a short and powerful temper.  I had reached a conclusion at that very moment.

I want all Yeerks dead.  But most of all, I want that andalite dead.

Your report? the andalite asked what used to be my mom.

"The blue box is upstairs in my host's closet." My mom said in a menacing voice.

Go get it! the andalite ordered my mom.

"Yes, Visser One." She said and headed upstairs.

You, what is your report? Visser One said pointing to my dad.

"My report is the same as my host's spouse.  However, Visser One, you do realize that this host has a daughter, right?" My dad said.

Does she possess the morphing power?

"No.  But she knows that we are back.  My host spoke to her before he was infested."

She is of no use to me.  Kill her.

"But Visser, she could be a powerful asset"

Visser One glared at him, You dare question me!

"No.  I am sorry.  Perhaps her death will at least cease the pathetic cries of my new host."

My mom rushed downstairs. "It is gone!"

What?! Visser One yelled.

"It is not there.  I have searched the host's memories and she has not moved it." The Yeerk in my mom answered, recoiling slightly.

Wait a second; was it possible that it was the necklace they were talking about?

No, they kept saying the box.  The necklace was just some stupid necklace.

Was it?

I leaned my head against the wall.  No, none of this could be happening.  Maybe I was drunk and hallucinating.  Yeah, that was it; I was hallucinating, probably because someone spiked the punch.  I would wake up in the morning, in my bed with a killer headache, but that would be better than a slug in my head any day.

The necklace hit the wall with a faint thud.

What is that? Visser One said, pointing in my direction, Go check it out.

Five walking razor blades came running towards me.  I bolted out the door that was left slightly open. 

Hallucination or not, I was running for my life.

A/N:  Bet you didn't expect that twist, did you?  I love adding surprise twists.  Don't worry, I've got plenty more.  A lot more will be explained in the next few chapters.  I'm so thankful for everyone who's reading and for everyone who is reviewing my writing.  Sorry Tobias and Rachel fans, it was hard for me too.  Especially since Tobias is my favorite character and Rachel is one of my favorites.