Thank you all reviewers! You guys encourage me a lot!

Anyway, here's the update! I'm sorry but I will update weekly at the slowest. I know how some people hate to wait(I'm one of them) even if it's weekly.

Jake

I looked at the clock.

2:00AM

Something tells me that the phone call that was ringing now would be a bad news.

I grabbed the phone and answered quickly, before the phone ring could wake my family up, especially Tom.

"Hello?" I opened my bedroom door, checking to see if Tom had woke up.

"Jake?"

Cassie's voice sounded uneasy. Desperate.

"What's up?" I said, trying to sound casual. "Can't seem to sleep again?"

"Yeah, you know. Some old problem." Cassie forced a weak laugh.

"Try counting sheep, I bet before forty you'll be asleep."

"Great idea, Thanks Jake. See you." With that she hung up the phone.

Stripping down to morphing clothes I opened the window. You see, the morphing powers are invented by the Andalites. And Andalites don't seem to wear clothes. And they never, ever thought about giving us humans who have those "artificial skins" morphing powers. Luckily, we solved the problem of being naked after morphing. Thin tight material of clothing remain with us before and after morph.

Too bad we couldn't figure out morphing shoes.

Making sure that Tom wasn't awake again, I concentrate on the owl DNA. Tom is my brother. Also a Controller. Many times I wished that I could rescue my dear brother. But it was impossible. We couldn't risk having Visser Three suspect anything.

I watched myself shrank. Smaller and smaller until I'm a one feet Jake. Then my fingers turned feathery, my arm grew longer, and stopped at the length of wings. I could hear my internal organ changing, making disgusting sounds of twisting and turning. My bone hollowed out, making myself lighter. My mouth became hard, forming a beak.

Then the changing stopped.

I hopped onto my desk, then the windowsill. Opened my wings and flew.

I landed outside the barn which houses the Wildlife Rehabilitation Center Cassie's dad operates. I began demorphing after making sure that it was safe. I could hear Cassie's voice. She was talking to someone whose voice I couldn't recognize.

I peered through the gap of the door. Cassie was nursing a stranger's wound that was on his left cheek.

This raise my suspicion A stranger at this time? A Yeerk ambush? It could be possible, Cassie could be infested and the Yeerks laying a trap to capture me. Yet I figured out that if we were ever exposed, Visser Three would not lay such a laughable, simple trap. No, capturing us "Andalite Bandits" means a major victory in this war. No way Visser Three would use such a simple trick.

Yet another part of me told myself that it could be very well what Visser Three would expect us to think. To capture us unsuspected. I half expected an army of Hork-Bajir to ambush me now. Lately Marco had greatly influenced me with his "you can never be too careful" attitude. I don't know whether to thank him or not.

I decided to morph back to owl. If I were ever to get ambushed, I need to escape quickly. Knowing Visser Three, I could have face dozens of Hork-Bajir with dracon beams. Even in tiger morph I wouldn't have made it. I need some morph that would be easy to escape.

(Hey Cassie.) I fluttered to Tobias' favorite rafter and perched there. If Cassie made any Yeerk-like move or comment I would bail myself out of here. That was my plan.

"Hey Jake." Cassie finish bandage the guy's wound and was packing up her first aid box.

Good, nothing suspicious about her. I silently heaved a sigh of relieve.

"Huh? Who you talking to?" The guy looked around, confused. Obviously I had private thought-speak to Cassie. She pointed towards me as I landed softy on the ground, getting ready to demorph.

"The Andalite Bandits!" The guy stared at me shockingly.

A controller! A trap!

Cassie! Did she know? I turned to look at her. Nothing. She didn't look surprised. My keen senses told me there wasn't any other people nearby. No ambush. But how... Visser Three would never allow just two controllers to ambush me... And Cassie... No time to think! Attack! Attack then flee!

I flapped my wings madly, diving straight for the guy's eye. Not much space for me to gain velocity. But a simple attack would distract them enough for me to escape. Had to warn the others.

"Ahh!" The guy screamed. My talon had hit its target. Surprisingly he didn't dodge me when I dived for his eyes.

"Jake what are you doing!" Cassie screamed at me.

(Controller! He knows about Andalites!) I circled around the guy, preparing for my next attack. He covered his right eye painfully, struggling with the pain of his missing eye.

"No! He's one of us! Jake!"

What?

Too late. Too late to stop or break. I turned left, hard. Missing the guy's eye by millimeters and crashed straight towards the cages. My head felt dizzy as I went head first.

"Ohhh, Jake. Are you alright?" Cassie asked.

"Yeah I'm fine." I replied.. Then I realised I'm not.

"Erm, Cassie? I think my head got stuck in between the cage bars."