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A/N: For those of you who read my first chapter thanks. I didn't change anything except for a word and I changed the epilogue to the prologue. Ok, I also just made the thought speech to ( ), since my computer hates me.

Animorphs19- you'll have to read to find out.

Dragon- I'll see what I can do.

Wraithlord42- thanks. I'll try and watch what I'm typing next time.

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ALdrea- thanks. I'll try to continue ASAP.

Junkyard

Date: Day 37 of the Dracma Calendar.

Origin: Ofgina

I spit in the dirt and ground it into the rusty clay with my foot. It was another great day. I had finally finished my latest project, a small "sky blue" box. (I never understood why it was called "sky blue". The sky isn't even blue on Ofgina. It's purple.) I was just completing my ritual for ending the project. It was a secret ritual and a secret project in a secret place. Well, I suppose you can't really call it secret exactly. More like our "Junkyard" or my playground. No one really knows that I come here every waking hour that I'm not in seresion or with my parents. Seresion is cool and all, but come on, how long do we have to stay there to learn about Math and Science and History and all that other stuff? It's so boring. I'm getting ahead of myself. I really should go back to working on the ship that I originally started on, before I found that blasted box.

I pulled up my overalls and picked up my toolbox. Walking over to the ship, the one that Miss Estrid crashed in about sixteen years ago, I heard the sound of hooves pounding on the ground. I looked up to see Aliria-Darrath-Isthill. She's my best friend or my shorm. She knows that I have a "slight" obsession with fixing things. But it's only a slight one. (Hey girl. What 'cha working on?)

I grinned, resembling my father in more ways than one, "Oh, nothing much. Just finished that blue box puzzle that I was working on. Figured that I'd start on your mom's piece of junk."

She stooped to pick up the box, (This thing? What is it?)

"Dunno. I was kinda hoping you'd..." My statement was cut of by a slight scream from Aliria as she dropped the box. "What's wrong?"

(It... well, it shocked me. Sorta.) She sounded dazed and confused and stared at the box as if it had the answers she needed.

"Weird," I said picking up the box. "Ah... I see what you mean. It feels really strange. Almost like a shock but more of a tingle."

(What do you think we should do with it?)

"Let's keep it here. Maybe I can find out what it is."

(Alright, but if you end up dead, I'm gonna tell Miss Dee what you were doing.)

"Fine, fine. You can tell both my parents. Now would you hand me that monkey wrench." I said as I stooped down to fix the ship's engine.

A/N: Hope you like the first actual chapter. Please R/R. I will update soon.