Novamorphs #2: The Search ((DISCONTINUED))

All non-original works should be posted here
Forum rules
Please read the forum rules carefully before you post.

If you like AnimorphsFanForum.com, please consider making a donation. Any donation will go towards the cost of the hosting, the domain and any other running costs.
BeyondtheEllimist
Warrior
Warrior
Posts: 141
Joined: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:15 pm
Gender: [Male][/Male]
Favourite Animorph: Rachel
Location: Somewhere

Novamorphs #2: The Search ((DISCONTINUED))

Post by BeyondtheEllimist » Wed Jun 17, 2009 11:22 am

Here are the first two chapters of the next Novamorphs story. If you haven't read The Infestation yet, don't read this story until you've read it.

Novamorphs #2: The Search

Summary: After the Novamorphs destroyed the oatmeal research, Jeff prepares to embark on a journey to find an ancient starship that the Yeerks want in order to maintain his cover as a Controller. He and the rest of the Novamorphs need to find the ship but at the same time keep it from ending up in the Yeerks’ hands.

My name is Jeff. I can’t tell you anymore than that. Hell, just telling you my first name is a risk. The Yeerks know who I am; I used to be a Controller. You see, evil parasitic alien slugs are invading the Earth . . . again. The Yeerks crawl into your ear and then attach themselves to your brain, where they can control your every move. I was finally freed recently, and I joined a group of six other kids who began to fight the Yeerks.
I was attempting to keep the Yeerks unaware that I had turned against them, which was why I was currently sitting in the Yeerk Pool complex having a meal with about 50 Controllers of all shapes and sizes. To my left was a Javrakari, to my right a Hork-Bajir. They were voluntaries, and their names were Szlisstransi and Neft Valtak, respectively. Their Yeerks were Veznal 2357 and Rentas 2468, two close friends of my former Yeerk, and Imperial Knights. As such, to maintain my cover, I had to socialize with them and their hosts, who were currently free while the Yeerks were feeding.
“All I’m sssaying iss that the Leeranss are ussseful hosstsss and that we ssshould clone an army of them.” Szlisstransi said. I nodded.
“Unfortunately, we can’t get close enough to them to get a DNA sample. We’d have to get through the Andalite defenses in place. Those new Z-space inhibitors prevent any ships from entering the system except through normal space, giving the newer, more powerful Dome ships they’ve recently developed plenty of time to detect and destroy any ships we send there. Well, in any case, I have to leave; I need to prepare for my upcoming mission.”
“I heard about that. Locating and retrieving a Kalmra sship. An interessting missssion. I heard you are assssembling a team to accompany you. Who iss going with you?” Szlisstransi said.
“I haven’t fully decided yet. I am, of course, going to take my six new trainees with me. I am also going to be taking Malizath One-Zero-Five-Three, as she is an expert on the Kalmra and should be able to help in locating the ship. In addition, I am considering taking Kaldar One-Five-Three-Six and Meltas Four-Nine-Seven-Eight, as they are scientists who can study the Kalmra technology.”
“You not take us?” Neft asked.
“I might take you two, but my concern is that Sevrak will not risk three Knights on this mission due to the fact that Kalmra technology is frequently heavily guarded and booby-trapped.” I said. My Yeerk, before he died, had been an Imperial Knight, a special Yeerk that only obeyed Sevrak 434, known to the Andalites as the Demon Lord. Sevrak, in turn, only answered to the Yeerk Emperor. Some people even suspected that Sevrak was the real Emperor and that the person thought to be the thirteenth member of the Council was really a decoy. Imperial Knights were used for special ops work, but risking multiple Knights on a single dangerous mission wasn’t something Sevrak was likely to do. He was cold and evil, but he also regarded the Knights as his children and cared for them as such.
After the meal, I headed to my personal quarters, which I had been living in for the past week-and-a-half after Alex, the leader of our group, and I had decided that, in order to help maintain my cover, I had to live at the Yeerk Pool complex for a while, at least until the mission to the Kalmra ship was over because I would be expected to stay at the Yeerk Pool complex to flesh out the details of the mission. After that, I could ask for permission to remain off base for a time.
Sevrak apparently had great faith in my ability, as he had already ordered construction to begin on the ship that I would be given upon my promotion. I had provided a detailed schematic that Aldrea, one of Alex’s friends and an Andalite, had helped design. It was expected that the ship would be completed by the time I returned and was promoted.
I pulled out my cell phone and contacted Alex. He’d been really freaked out after he’d escorted Aldrea home twelve days ago after she’d narrowly escaped being killed when we’d destroyed the Yeerk research that would have allowed them to live without Yeerk Pools, an advantage we couldn’t allow them to have. However, whenever I tried to talk to him about it, he always changed the subject. His most recent response had been the exclamation ‘NOTHING HAPPENED!!!! NOW DROP IT!!!’ followed by him promptly hanging up. Despite this, I was determined to figure out what had happened
When Alex picked up the phone and a three-dimensional image of his head appeared on the holographic interface, he said, “What is it now, Jeff?”
“Alex, what happened between you and Aldrea?” I asked.
“Jeff, why won’t you listen to me? NOTHING HAPPENED. Why can’t you drop it?” he said.
“Alex, I just want to know what happened. That’s all.” I said.
“I don’t want to talk about it, okay? Now could you leave me alone? Darren’s here, and we’re trying to decide who’d win: Batman or Iron Man.”
“That’s easy: Iron Man would use his vast array of weapons to kill Batman.” I said.
In the background, I heard Darren say, “Wait, something happened between you and Aldrea? What was it?”
“Shut up, Darren.” Alex said.
“Holy crap. She morphed a human male and did . . . things . . . to you, didn’t she?” I heard Darren say jokingly.
“Go to hell, Darren!!” Alex yelled, and I saw the hologram shift to the side, followed by an unmistakable THUNK and a cry of pain. I realized that Alex had punched Darren full in the face for that insensitive joke.
“Jeff, I’ll call you back later, okay? I’ve got an idiot to maim.” Alex said, and hung up.
“Darren, I pity you.” I muttered. I expected that Darren would have to morph to avoid permanent injury. Alex was extremely sensitive to things regarding Aldrea, and Darren’s smart comment wouldn’t sit well with him.

Chapter 2

The next few days passed slowly. I’d assembled my team, which included the Novamorphs, who were undercover as the Yeerks I’d introduced them to Sevrak as, and several Controllers. Finally, it was the day of the mission. Alex and his friends had managed to get things cleared with their parents. As far as the adults were concerned, their kids were spending the next week at each others’ houses. That was, hopefully, as long as it would take to get to the ship. The hard part was going to be making sure the Yeerks didn’t get to keep the ship once it had been located.
As we gathered in a hangar near the Yeerk Pool, I looked at the ship we would be taking. It was a new Venska-class Bug fighter, intended for planet-based missions away from civilization. It had less powerful Dracon cannon, but better engines, an enlarged living space, and a cloaking device that the Yeerks had developed. It was going to be our base while we were in the Himalayas looking for the Kalmra ship.
I then looked at the other area of the hangar bay, where my future ship was under construction. It was going to be a beauty. At this point, it was about two-thirds of the way finished. I examined the elegant curves, the way the three wings spaced equidistantly around the egg-shaped body curved forward to bring new, improved Dracon cannon to bear, the metallic black coating, the one-of-a-kind Z-space reconfiguring array mounted in a bubble on the front lower half of the fuselage designed to deliberately and controllably reconfigure Z-space to shorten trips. I’d insisted that, on its completion, all information regarding the array, which Aldrea had obtained from a scientist on the Andalite Homeworld, be destroyed. It had been a huge risk even giving it to the Yeerks in the first place, but Sevrak had assured me that my request would be honored. In fact, the only people who had been allowed to even know about the design were Knights who had been specifically ordered by Sevrak to never speak of the information and submit themselves to partial memory erasure upon the completion of the ship. Knights would never disobey Sevrak.
I made sure the Bug fighter was fully prepared, then motioned for the others to come aboard. The team consisted of myself, the rest of the Novamorphs, Malizath One-Zero-Five-Three, an expert on the Kalmra, Kaldar One-Five-Three-Six and Meltas Four-Nine-Seven-Eight, two scientists, and a small group of Javrakari and Hork-Bajir guards. Also, there were several other Bug fighters, each of which would carry its maximum capacity of passengers, who were a group of 100 soon-to-be Imperial Knights. I was to lead them on this mission, and then I would bee promoted to a rank that would give me some control over regular Yeerks. As everyone climbed into the Bug fighter, I noticed a familiar blue-robed figure walk forward. He was a massive human-Controller. Sevrak 434, the leader of the Knights. He was accompanied by another Human-Controller pulling a large box on an antigravity sled.
“What is it, Great Lord?” I asked as they approached the Bug fighter.
“There has been a slight change of plans. I must insist that Korrigan Seven-Five-Nine-Four accompany you as well.” Sevrak said.
“Why must Korrigan accompany us?” I asked. Korrigan was a particularly well-known Yeerk scientist who was responsible for the development of many of the recent advancements in Yeerk technology. He had developed a new ship-piloting system based on Andalite technology. It used a thought-interface to allow ships to be controlled mentally.
“He believes he may have developed a way of detecting the ship more effectively and wishes to bring a sensor unit designed to detect the specific energy emitted by the Kalmra technology we have recovered so far. We believe the Kalmra ship may be buried in a cave hidden within the mountain range. The only disadvantage is that we do not have the time or resources to build a larger model to work from orbit. He has developed several handheld versions that can scan through a kilometer of rock and snow. However, he has also developed a small unit that can be attached to a Bug fighter and is powerful enough to detect the ship within a radius of several kilometers through solid rock and snow to expand the search area significantly.”
“Very well.” I said, motioning for Korrigan to come onboard.
Aldrea spoke. “Forgive me, but I must attend to personal concerns.” She said. She was in human morph, and, by my calculations, she was approaching the end of the two-hour time limit.
“Go.” I said simply. Aldrea nodded, heading into the ship’s bathroom.
Once Korrigan was onboard and all final preparations were made, I sat in the pilot’s chair, placed my hands on the control interface, and began the standard takeoff sequence, concentrating my thoughts on flying the ship. As the fighter lifted off, the hangar ceiling opened, revealing a passage leading up through a dummy building into the open air. I activated the cloaking device as we rose into the passage. A few seconds later, we emerged, and I took us up into orbit. The plan was simple: We’d fly to the Himalayas while in orbit, then enter the atmosphere and touch down. Once we were in orbit, I engaged the autopilot and walked back to where the others were sitting.
“So, how’s it going?” I asked Alex. He was sitting on one side of the ship. Aldrea was sitting on the opposite side, and they were sneaking glances at each other, but, whenever one of them caught the other looking, they immediately glanced away. I could tell they were both embarrassed about something.
“It’s going okay.” Alex said. “What about you?”
“I’m fine. Just have some time to kill.” I said.
About two hours later, I entered the cockpit again and switched the ship off of autopilot to begin reentry. I slowly guided it down through the atmosphere, heading for a ledge on a mountain near Mt. Everest. The Kalmra had preferred cold, mountainous, high-altitude terrain, so the highest mountain range on Earth was the logical place to begin. Also, Yeerk sensors had picked up weird energy signatures coming from this area, but they had been unable to pinpoint the exact location.
When we landed, I told everyone to get the proper gear on. That included special thermal suits that covered the whole body, antigravity maneuvering units to make scaling rock faces easier, and, rather than bulky oxygen tanks, special, compact rebreathers that recycled exhaled breath, allowing for a nearly unlimited oxygen supply. Once everyone had the gear on, we left the fighter.
Korrigan looked at me. “Sir, I would like to begin interfacing the new sensor unit with the fighter’s current sensor array.”
“You may begin. Everyone else, start setting up an operational base camp. I want perimeter sensors and defenses, insulation fields, power generators, and cloaking devices set up within the hour. As soon as Korrigan is finished installing his sensor unit into the ship, I am going to take it out and start scanning the area with my six apprentices. Everyone else, form into groups after the base camp is set up and take handheld scanners to begin the search.” I said.
Last edited by BeyondtheEllimist on Wed Feb 16, 2011 1:01 pm, edited 8 times in total.
There is much that is beyond the Ellimist . . . he just won't admit it.
Check out my fanfic series, Novamorphs. It has the Animorphs' children fighting a second Yeerk invasion. First book: The Infestation.Second book: The Search.

User avatar
Elfangor
The Chee
The Chee
Posts: 14550
Joined: Sun Jul 13, 2008 4:42 am
Gender: [Male][/Male]
Favourite Animorph: Tobias
Location: New Zealand

Re: Novamorphs #2: The Search

Post by Elfangor » Wed Jun 17, 2009 5:31 pm

Great chapter!
You all have guns
And you never put the safety on
And you all have plans,
To take it



Don't Take It

User avatar
Beckyno1
Hork-Bajir seer
Hork-Bajir seer
Posts: 1977
Joined: Sun Jun 28, 2009 4:29 am
Gender: [Female][/Female]
Favourite Animorph: Tobias
Location: Scotland! The most wonderfully rainy place ever!

Re: Novamorphs #2: The Search

Post by Beckyno1 » Wed Jul 08, 2009 2:40 am

Post the next chapter quickly! I'm begging! It's so great! Must find out what happens!
Inactivness has hit me! Oh no! If you want to remind me to come on, just PM me!

BeyondtheEllimist
Warrior
Warrior
Posts: 141
Joined: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:15 pm
Gender: [Male][/Male]
Favourite Animorph: Rachel
Location: Somewhere

Re: Novamorphs #2: The Search

Post by BeyondtheEllimist » Sat Jul 18, 2009 9:57 am

I have decided to put this story on hiatus as I have other things going on and am not sure how to continue this story at the moment. I assure you that, if all goes according to plan, it should go off of hiatus sometime before October. I shall post again if I either take the story off hiatus or decide to prolong the hiatus.
Last edited by BeyondtheEllimist on Thu Jul 23, 2009 2:29 pm, edited 1 time in total.
There is much that is beyond the Ellimist . . . he just won't admit it.
Check out my fanfic series, Novamorphs. It has the Animorphs' children fighting a second Yeerk invasion. First book: The Infestation.Second book: The Search.

BeyondtheEllimist
Warrior
Warrior
Posts: 141
Joined: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:15 pm
Gender: [Male][/Male]
Favourite Animorph: Rachel
Location: Somewhere

Re: Novamorphs #2: The Search

Post by BeyondtheEllimist » Thu Jul 23, 2009 2:25 pm

After realizing that I was actually further along on this story than I thought because I accidentally mis-labeled a chapter number, I have decided to be kind and post chapters three and four, since they're already done. I am also taking this story off hiatus because the muse has returned to me and I am getting more work done on it.

Chapter 3
A short time later, Korrigan announced that the sensor unit was properly installed and that I could begin the search. I motioned for the Novamorphs to come back onto the fighter, and, once everyone was onboard, I looked at Korrigan.
“You must come as well to operate this sensor unit.” I said.
“I understand.” Korrigan said, walking onto the ship. I looked at Aldrea.
“Korrigan, you will instruct Makal Two-Three-Five-Seven on the use of the sensor unit.” I said.
“As you wish.” Korrigan said, walking over to the sensor unit. “Makal, please come over here so that I may show you how to operate this sensor.”
Aldrea walked over as Korrigan began pointing out various controls and readouts.
I started up the fighter and then programmed a new course into the autopilot. It would take us in a grid pattern around the mountain range. Once we lifted off, I engaged the cloak and then activated the autopilot before heading back into the main area and heading for my personal quarters. I looked at Alex. “Vekna, I wish to speak with you.”
“Okay.” Alex said, following me into the room.
Once we were both inside, I closed and sealed the door. “Alex, I need to talk to you about what happened between you and Aldrea. You haven’t said more than two words to her since it happened. I don’t want it getting in the way of this mission, and it will if you don’t interact with her. Since the two of you are working closely together under me, the Yeerks will expect you to talk and socialize with her. Now tell me what happened.” I said.
“Jeff, you can’t tell the others about this. Not yet, in any case. Do I have your word that you won’t say a thing about it to the others?” Alex asked.
I nodded. “You have my word.”
“Okay. I flew with her back to the Andalite base. We talked about this war and what she wanted me to do if she got killed. Then we landed, she morphed to a different human female morph than her normal one, and pulled out some alcohol, saying that narrowly escaping death was cause for celebration. She got drunk and started coming onto me. She kissed me, and I seriously think she wanted to . . . to go a lot further. I freaked out and got out of there as quickly as possible.” Alex said.
“I knew there was something going on between the two of you.” I said.
“Jeff, nothing is going on between us. I care about her a lot, and she cares about me. That’s all. Even if the feelings were . . . different . . . I wouldn’t want to get involved with her right now. There’s a war going on, and I don’t know if I could deal with being closer to her than I am while knowing that she could die during any mission. I couldn’t risk that.” Alex said emphatically.
Just then, there was a sharp knock on the door. “Kezran, Vekna, I believe we may have located something of interest.” Korrigan said.
“What is it?” I asked, opening the door and walking out.
“The sensor unit picked up a Kalmra energy signature. It is too small to be the ship, but it may be a marker of sorts, perhaps a guide pointing the way. It is buried beneath approximately a kilometer of rock and ice. The energy fluctuations indicate it may be transmitting a repeating message, but that it is a very weak message, so the rock and ice are also preventing us from receiving the signal.”
“Arm the Dracon cannon and see if you can clear enough rock and ice to intercept the message.”
“Sir, the Dracon cannon may well be too powerful. They could well destroy the marker or cause an avalanche that would bring more ice, rock, and snow on top of the target.”
“Then use them at a lower setting to clear most of the way, and then contact the base camp and have them bring handheld Dracon beams.”
“Yes, sir.” Korrigan said, immediately rushing to do what I had instructed.
A short time later, after using two volleys from the Dracon cannon, we landed the ship as close to the area as we could. I instructed Korrigan to remain on the ship and see when we had cleared enough rock for the communications system to pick up the apparent signal. Each of the seven of us had a Dracon beam at the seventh setting or higher. We formed a rough circle and started shooting at the rock and ice, vaporizing considerably large sections of it with each blast. About ten minutes later, a few others arrived to start helping us. For the next hour we kept working, switching out with others who weren’t working so that we could take a break and warm up; the temperatures were too cold for just the thermal insulation suits to handle.
Finally, Korrigan spoke up. “Sir, we are receiving the message, although it is very weak and the rock is still thick enough that we are only getting approximately 20 percent of the message. I estimate that we need to clear another hundred meters before the signal can be completely received.”
“How far have we already blasted?” I asked.
“Roughly 750 meters.” Korrigan said. I looked at the hole. It was now about 300 meters across.
Thirty minutes later, we had made the hole 100 meters deeper.
“Okay, we are receiving the signal clearly. It is heavily encrypted. I am running it through our decryption-interpretation program now.” Korrigan said.
“That won’t do any good. The Kalmra language is incredibly complex; there are almost 100 different dialects, each of which has hundreds of possible interpretations for a single five-word sentence based on minute differences in factors such as tone, pitch, pronunciation, even the speed at which it is spoken or read. To complicate it, many of the factors can change from word to word. The message is most likely verbal, which means a single mispronounced syllable can completely change the meaning of the whole sentence. I’ll have to go over the message myself to translate it. It will take several days.” Malizath One-Zero-Five-Three, a Human-Controller and an expert on the Kalmra, said.
“Very well. Get started on it.” I said. She nodded and then entered the Bug fighter to begin working on the translation. I looked at the others. “We’re going to maintain our original base camp until Malizath has translated the signal. In the meantime, continue the search. Perhaps we can find other guides that will lead us to the ship without needing to interpret this signal.”
Chapter 4
As the next few days passed, we continued the search. We hadn’t found any other markers, and Malizath was having a rather difficult time translating the message. She said it was in one of the more obscure dialects, one which she had only encountered three times before, and that it was also in code.
Also, it turned out that the school contacted the Novamorphs’ parents when we didn’t show up at school. We’d had to do some pretty fancy reasoning with the Novamorphs’ parents to explain why we weren’t in school. We’d come up with the excuse that we were running away to Canada on a five thousand dollar dare and would be back soon. Aldrea was a slightly different story; since she was military personnel, she’d managed to obtain a week’s leave and so was the only one of us who’s absence wasn’t causing problems. In the meantime, she was slowly becoming exhausted, since she had to demorph every two hours and then remorph to human constantly. Finally, I couldn’t stand watching her struggle to do simple things like walk and eat. I approached Alex about it, and then he and I took her aside.
“Aldrea, you need a rest from the constant morphing. I’m going to confine you to quarters for a few days, with your only contact with others coming from myself or the other Novamorphs. I don’t want you morphing at all during that time unless absolutely necessary. Just rest.” I said.
Alex nodded. “I’m going to agree with Jeff; you’re so tired you can barely stand. Take some time for rest and relaxation. Jeff’s the leader during this mission since we’re undercover as Yeerks and Jeff was put in command by them, so you need to listen to his orders.”
“I understand, but what reason would you give for confining me to quarters?” Aldrea asked. She was in her human form at the moment.
“Everyone can see that you’re exhausted. They’ll accept that if I make it seem like I’m confining you to quarters so that you don’t make a mistake on the mission because you’re exhausted.” I said.
“Very well.” Aldrea said. With that, the three of us walked back to the main group. I cleared my throat, and everyone looked up expectantly.
“Makal Two-Three-Five-Seven, I’ve noticed your performance beginning to slip due to your obvious exhaustion. I can’t allow you to make a mistake at a crucial point in this mission. To that end, I am ordering you to remain in your quarters at all times, effective immediately. Your only contact with others is to be with myself or one of my other apprentices.” I said. I had to make the announcement publicly in such a way that the others thought that I was acting in the best interests of the mission and not just in the interest of a single individual. The Yeerks would buy the story; they wouldn’t question me, since I could have any one of them executed with just a single message to Sevrak.
“I understand.” Aldrea said, and then walked onto the Bug fighter where her living quarters were.
The next day, I was called into Malizath’s research area.
“What is it, Malizath?” I asked.
“I believe I have properly translated the majority of the signal. It lists a set of three coordinates that indicate an object’s location in three dimensions: north-south, east-west, and up-down. I am fairly certain that it points to the next marker, since the signal also lists the marker we found as the first of five. The location it points to for the second marker is significantly deeper, located in a cave system approximately 15 kilometers from the site of the first marker. I suggest that we move our base camp to the location of the second marker. That way, we can search more efficiently, since we cannot simply blast our way into a whole cave system without risking collapsing it or drawing attention. We’ll have to do it on foot.”
“I shall take your advice into consideration. In the meantime, is there anything else in the message?”
“It says that each of the five markers gives off a unique energy signature when in close proximity to the other four. The energy signatures of all five markers are required in order to gain access to the ship. We are going to have to extract each marker and bring it with us as we go.”
“I’ll put in a request for a group of Taxxons to be sent here to help with the excavation.” I said. “Is that all?”
“I believe so. However, there is a small section of the message that I cannot seem to translate accurately so that it makes sense. It appears to say, ‘Meat is useful for unearthing great things.’ That makes no sense. Of course, I could be misinterpreting the translation based on any of the factors in the Kalmran language that can change the meaning of a phrase, in which case it could mean, ‘Heat is useful for frying eggs,’ ‘Knowledge is edible and tastes like flibja meat,’ or any of a thousand other phrases, depending on whether or not it is in the same dialect as the rest of the message. None of the translations I have come up with make any sense.” Malizath said.
“Have you considered the possibility that the phrase could be in a combination of dialects? Each word or every couple of words could be in a different dialect, so that using any one dialect to translate it yields nothing but gibberish, but using several different dialects to translate it yields the proper translation.” I said after a few moments of.
Malizath stared at me for a second. “It is worth trying. How did you come up with that possibility? I’ve never seen a Kalmra message that uses a multi-dialect encryption sequence.”
“I simply thought that it would be an effective way to hide a message. It hasn’t been used in other samples of the Kalmra languages, so no one would expect it to be in this one.” I said.
“I shall begin immediately.” Malizath said, turning to a console and beginning to type.
I went to the Bug fighter’s main controls and opened a communications channel with the Yeerk base. Sevrak’s face appeared onscreen.
“What is it, Kezran?” he asked. I bowed my head respectfully, then raised it and tried to avoid looking at the numerous trophies made from Andalite body parts that he wore. I’d grown up looking at them since I’d been kidnapped as a baby and raised by Yeerks, but they still disgusted me.
“Great Lord, I require a group of Taxxons be sent to assist with the excavation. As I said in my previous messages, there appear to be markers pointing the way to the Kalmra ship. I have recently learned that all five markers are required in order to access the ship. We cannot use Dracon beams because we could destroy the markers by accident. Taxxons are the best chance we have.”
“Very well. I shall send them within the day.” Sevrak said. I cut the communication. and then went out to get Alex. After telling him I needed to talk to him and Aldrea in Aldrea’s quarters, I headed to Aldrea’s room on the fighter. I signaled that I was at the door, and waited for it to open. When it did, I looked at her. “I need to talk to you about something.”
Aldrea nodded, then opened the door fully and let us in. Once we were all inside, I sealed the door and looked at them. I knew they needed to talk about what had happened, and I needed to know it wouldn’t jeopardize the mission.
Last edited by BeyondtheEllimist on Sun Jul 26, 2009 8:47 am, edited 1 time in total.
There is much that is beyond the Ellimist . . . he just won't admit it.
Check out my fanfic series, Novamorphs. It has the Animorphs' children fighting a second Yeerk invasion. First book: The Infestation.Second book: The Search.

User avatar
Beckyno1
Hork-Bajir seer
Hork-Bajir seer
Posts: 1977
Joined: Sun Jun 28, 2009 4:29 am
Gender: [Female][/Female]
Favourite Animorph: Tobias
Location: Scotland! The most wonderfully rainy place ever!

Re: Novamorphs #2: The Search

Post by Beckyno1 » Sun Jul 26, 2009 3:03 am

Cool chapters. Please go of hituis. Or at least, October, come quickly!
Inactivness has hit me! Oh no! If you want to remind me to come on, just PM me!

BeyondtheEllimist
Warrior
Warrior
Posts: 141
Joined: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:15 pm
Gender: [Male][/Male]
Favourite Animorph: Rachel
Location: Somewhere

Re: Novamorphs #2: The Search

Post by BeyondtheEllimist » Wed Aug 05, 2009 10:23 am

Okay, here are chapters 5 through 8.
Chapter 5
“Okay, you two, I know something happened between you, and I need to know it won’t interfere with the mission. The only way I can think of to do that is to make the two of you talk it out. You two have hardly spoken to each other since you went to the Andalite base together after we destroyed Ardam Industries. I know what happened; Alex told me. Now I need you two to talk it out.” I said. Aldrea and Alex looked at each other nervously, shifting in place.
< I believe it was my fault. I wanted to celebrate surviving a near-death experience, so I ingested several shots of an alcoholic earth beverage known as vodka. If my memory serves me correctly, which I cannot say with certainty that it does, I attempted to get Alex to do the same, and then felt the urge to . . . to . . . kiss him and then do . . . other things. I care very deeply about him as both a friend and . . . something more. >
“That’s what happened. Aldrea, I care about you, too, but I don’t want to become more than friends and then lose you in the fight against the Yeerks. I don’t think I’d be able to handle that great of a loss. I care too much. I’m sorry, but we can’t be anything more than friends until this war is over. After that, who knows?”
<I understand.> Aldrea said, looking down at her feet.
I looked at the two of them. “Now that we’ve gotten that taken care of, we can get back to business. Aldrea, stay here and keep resting. Alex, get ready to help the others. We need to get ready to move base camp to the second marker. The Taxxons will be here within the day, and as soon as they’re done excavating the marker, we are going to move to the next one. I’m continuing to search to try and locate the other markers so that we don’t have to spend valuable time following the trail from marker to marker. Your parents are already furious that we’re skipping school for a week to allegedly go to Canada to win five thousand dollars. If it takes more than a week, we are all dead.”
I looked at Aldrea.
“Well, I guess I’ll see you later.” I said, heading to the door. Aldrea gently touched my arm, stopping me.
<Jeff, thank you for mediating this issue between myself and Alex. However, I must respectfully ask you to mind your own business from now on. The last thing I need is someone else trying to resolve my problems for me.> Aldrea said.
“I’m sorry. I have to make sure that personal issues don’t interfere with the mission. It won’t happen again.”
<It had better not.> Aldrea said
I looked at Alex. “Hey, could you go help the others?”
Alex nodded. “Okay. What do I need to do?”
“Just get a few explosive charges and set them. I want to make the Taxxons’ job easier so we can move to the next marker that much sooner. You do know how to arm Yeerk explosives, right? On second thought, don’t answer that. Just press the red button to arm it, set the timer by hitting the blue button for the number of minutes, the yellow button for the seconds, and then press the red button again to start the countdown. I think five one-pound charges should be enough. After the explosions, check the depth of the marker from the surface. If it’s less than fifty meters, don’t set additional charges. If it’s still more than fifty meters down, set a second round.” I said.
Alex nodded. “Shouldn’t be too difficult. Can I just ask why you can’t do it?”
“Because I’m impersonating a Yeerk leader. Yeerks leaders don’t do trivial things like set explosives.” I said.
“Okay. Just asking. I’ll see you later, Jeff, Aldrea.” Alex said, walking out. I looked at Aldrea.
“Aldrea, I don’t mean to offend you by trying to resolve personal issues. It’s just that I have to make sure this mission goes over smoothly, and it won’t if there’s a lot of tension between the people on it. I’ll stay out of your business from now on unless I feel it is interfering with the mission, which is the case with yours and Alex’s situation.” I said.
<I understand. It’s just hard to accept help from others sometimes. Natural Andalite pride, arrogance, and a superiority complex. I personally blame the idiots running the Andalite government.> Aldrea said. <Now, could you please leave? There are certain things I must attend to. Do you know how hard it is to trick the Yeerk systems into thinking they aren’t getting a signal from an Andalite system so they don’t trigger alarms whenever I communicate with my family? I have to completely disable both the software and the hardware for the signal recognition subroutines and then repair it when I finish before the Yeerks notice the disabled system and come looking.>
I nodded. “I’ll see you later, then.” I said, walking out. I headed outside and walked over to where Alex was planting the charges inside the large crater we had blasted into the mountainside with Dracon beams.
“How long are you setting them for?” I asked, picking up one of the remaining charges and tossing it from hand to hand, feeling the weight of it. One charge was enough to blast a ten-foot-wide hole in an Andalite ship’s hull. If it could do that to molecularly-reinforced metal, I knew it could easily blast deep into the ground through rock and ice.
“About a minute. I managed to figure out how to synchronize the countdowns and link them together so that I just have to start the countdown on one to start the countdown on them all. I also figured out how to trigger the countdown remotely. Well, actually, one of the soon-to-be Knights helped me. Someone by the name of Kalasha Five-Seven-Four-Two. Her human host was named Lacey or something like that.”
I turned and stared. “You mean Lasai, don’t you? This is bad. Very, very bad. I’ve heard about Kalasha and Lasai. Lasai actually took her name from the Yeerk word for slayer. They’re killers. During a training mission, the rest of their team was injured in various ways. To avoid being slowed down and therefore lose points for speed, they killed the rest of their team. They also killed multiple combat instructors. They have a record for killing anyone who even looks at them the wrong way. Sevrak personally trains her. I’ve heard rumors that Sevrak is building a group within the Knights using hand-picked, personally-trained recruits. Sort of a best-of-the-best-of-the-best thing. I think Kalasha and Lasai are going to be in it. If those two are associating with you, odds are that they want something. Just be careful around them.” I said
“Okay.” Alex replied, taking the final charge from me, keying in the countdown, and setting it down. We climbed out of the crater and then Alex hit the trigger. The explosion a minute later was incredibly loud as a blast of vaporized rock and ice shot into the air. Alex then pulled out a sensor and checked the depth. “Still seventy-five meters between us and the marker.” He said.
“Okay. Don’t set a second round; another round of explosions could blast too deep and destroy the marker.” I said, heading off.
Chapter 6
A few hours later, a Bug fighter landed, then opened its doors and a horde of Taxxons swarmed out. One of them had a translator unit around its neck. He approached me.
“Kezran Six-Eight-Nine, I am Golra Eight-Six-One-Zero. We were informed of our task before we departed. Where must we begin digging?” he said, the translator turning the Taxxon speech into Galard.
I indicated the crater we had blasted into the mountain. “There.” I said. “When you finish, you shall be rewarded. There is a small village of humans nearby. You and your team may feast on them once you have finished with any digging this mission may require.” I made sure to say this in Galard, since the human Novamorphs, who didn’t understand Galard, were nearby and would have objected to me doing such a Yeerk-like thing as allowing Taxxons to wipe out a whole village in return for digging if they’d known what I was saying.
“You are a most generous commander, Kezran.” Golra said as he and the nine other Taxxons on his team swarmed into the crater. I looked at the rest of the expedition. They were packing up and preparing to move our base camp to the location of the cave system where the second marker was hidden. I’d already sent a preliminary exploration/reconnaissance party to the site in order to scout it out. I went into the Bug fighter that had the modified sensor array and had everyone except Aldrea and Korrigan leave. Aldrea remained in her quarters as we lifted off and headed to an area of the mountain range where we thought the third marker might be. We spent the next hour combing an area of several dozen square kilometers. We managed to locate what appeared to be the third marker. It seemed to be buried beneath solid rock at the base of one of the mountains. I immediately contacted the base camp to inform them that we had located it. They said that they would send half the Taxxons and a quarter of the main group of Knights-in-training to the site as soon as the first marker was excavated. The remaining half would accompany the main group to the cave system that held the second marker in case there was any excavating to do that was too delicate to use Dracon beams or explosives.
When we returned to the base camp, it was almost completely packed up. Golra’s second-in-command, Torlak One-Four-Seven-Seven Primary, informed me that they were within ten meters of the marker and would be done in a few more minutes. Sure enough, about three minutes later, Golra approached me holding a large metallic object that was clearly a piece of advanced technology. It looked like a flattened sphere with an obelisk on top. It was about four feet tall from base to tip, and two feet wide. Lines running up the sides of the obelisk pulsed with energy.
“Very good, Golra.” I said, taking the marker. I handed it to one of the Knights-in-training, Zalak Two-Three-Five-Seven-Zero. “Take this to Kaldar One-Five-Three-Six and Meltas Four-Nine-Seven-Eight. They will want to study it. Inform them that, should they damage it, they will pay with their lives.”
Zalak nodded earnestly, taking the marker and heading to another Bug fighter. I returned my attention to Golra, who was currently devouring a piece of meat that appeared to be part of a cow’s hindquarters. “Have you decided who you shall send to the third marker and who shall remain with the main group?” I asked once he had finished.
“As Torlak is my second in command . . . and commander of the second shift, I am sending him and the four . . . under his command to the site of the marker . . . while my group shall assist with excavating the cave where necessary.” Golra said in between gulps of snow and dirt that had been spattered with blood from the meat. “Now, may I ask if we will be allowed to feast on that village yet?”
I nodded. “You may feast on the humans of that village only when all digging work is done, which should be in a few days. Now, I see that you are very efficient when it comes to dividing workloads. I understand now why you are close to obtaining the rank of Sub-Visser.”
“Very well.” Golra said, looking disappointed that he would not be allowed to feast on human flesh yet. Don’t ask how a Taxxon can look disappointed; I don’t know. I only know that I saw a disappointed Taxxon when I looked at Golra.
When the base camp was completely dismantled, the Bug fighters were loaded and the forces were divided. The fighters took off together, with me and the Novamorphs in the lead fighter. A few minutes of flight later, three-quarters of the fighters, led by mine, broke off and landed next to a cave entrance while a quarter of the force flew on.
I got out of the fighter as the others disgorged their passengers. I immediately began to issue orders to set up the base camp again. The majority of our force would set up the camp, while a smaller group, led by me and the Novamorphs, would immediately begin exploring the cave system. I insisted on taking Kalasha Five-Seven-Four-Two along with us to keep an eye on her. I made sure that she was at my side at all times now that I knew one of the most ruthless Yeerk-host duos in the Empire was on this mission. I could see in her eyes that she would kill anyone if their death benefited her. Also, Malizath One-Zero-Five-Three was coming with us.
We each had a pack of supplies on our back and other supplies on belts at our waists. Each belt had attached to it a Dracon beam, a handheld energy sensor, a navigational guidance unit, a communications device, and a rebreather in case the low oxygen levels started getting to someone. On mine and Kalasha/Lasai’s belts, there were also two additional items used exclusively by Knights: a small ceremonial knife always kept razor sharp for close-quarters combat, and a special beam weapon. It used a small fusion reactor to generate small bursts of plasma and energy. Depending on the setting, which changed the ratio of plasma-to-energy, it could either stun, kill, or (My former Yeerk’s favorite) make part (or all, depending on the size) of the target explode into hundreds of burning pieces. For the safety of everyone on the team, I had ordered Kalasha/Lasai to keep both energy weapons on their absolute lowest settings no matter what and to keep the knife sheathed unless she had to use it. Since Sevrak had put me in charge of this mission, he had instructed all Knights-in-training on the mission to obey me.
I looked at the navigation unit, which had been fed the coordinates of the beacon. Already, the energy sensors were getting faint readings that faded in and out. As we ventured deeper into the cave system, I was following the map the recon team had made. Finally, we reached the blocked tunnel that was the only way into the section of tunnels that contained the coordinates of the marker. I looked at Golra. “Begin digging here. The analysis of the structural integrity of this section of tunnel indicates that it is too fragile to withstand an explosion or a Dracon blast, and it would take too long to move the rocks by hand. I need you and your team to dig a large hole through the rocks to the other side.”
“Very well.” Golra said through his translator. He said something in Taxxon to the other Taxxons on his digging crew, and they started attacking the rock, chewing through it.
Chapter 7
As Golra and his team were digging through the rock, I was checking the handheld sensor, trying to get a reading through the rock. Suddenly, there was a blip on it that didn’t make any sense.
“Golra! Stop digging! There’s something alive on the other side of the blockage!” I yelled. The Taxxons stopped immediately.
“What is it?” Golra asked.
“I don’t know. The sensors are saying that something is alive on the other side, but they can’t tell me what.” I said. “However, it indicates that whatever’s alive is in a state of slowed metabolic activity, possibly due to the cold temperatures, which means that it will be in suspended animation at best, sluggish and borderline non-responsive at worst. Either way, it should be no threat.”
“If it is not a threat, I see no reason to stop digging.” Golra said.
“Very well, but proceed with caution.” I said as the Taxxons turned back to the hole they were digging. As they burrowed further through the rock and the sensors were able to get a better reading, I noticed that whatever was giving off the life-sign readings was slowly moving toward where the Taxxons were digging. Also, the metabolic rate began to increase rapidly. Suddenly, the readings matched up with a creature documented in one of the Kalmran databases the Yeerks had uncovered. At the same time, Malizath, who had been looking at her own sensor, looked up, an expression of horror on her face.
“Golra, stop digging NOW!! That creature is a Kalmran Snow Serpent!” she yelled, just a second too late, as a massive serpentine head burst through the rock and swallowed one of Golra’s fellow Taxxons whole. The rest of the Taxxons backpedaled away from the hole as quickly as possible. The serpent pulled its head out of the hole and reared up, preparing to dart through again. Before it could, however, Malizath was blasting at it with her Dracon beam while Kalasha/Lasai and I were using both our Dracon beams and our Knight energy weapons against it. It screamed, a harsh, guttural sound as it was hit with enough energy to vaporize a ten-foot-by-ten-foot-by-ten-foot cube of titanium. Sections of the serpent spattered everywhere due to the fiery explosion setting on mine and Kalasha/Lasai’s weapons. The serpent’s head finally vaporized after several seconds, and the body flopped to the ground.
Malizath looked at the remains of the snow serpent. “I didn’t expect the markers to be guarded.” She said. “I only expected the ship itself to be guarded.”
“You were simply going on what our past experience with Kalmran artifacts has been. In none of those cases were anything but the main artifacts guarded by anything besides their surroundings.” I said, then looked at Golra. “I am sorry about your comrade’s death.”
Golra shook his head. “Don’t be. He was the new guy, and I hated his guts. I am glad something unfortunate happened to him. My options for him were have him die in an extremely unfortunate digging accident, get cut and eaten by the rest of my team, or be reassigned to corpse disposal.”
Malizath began to run her scanner over the remains of the serpent. “This can’t be right. According to the scan, the serpent was over 100,000 years old. The Kalmrans died out at about that time. The only reason it could have lived for so long is if it slowed its metabolic rate down to a fraction of its normal rate. The cold temperatures do, of course, naturally slow down metabolic rates, but the snow serpent can slow its metabolism down even further, to the point where, if the temperature is cold enough, the serpent can enter a state of near-suspended animation. It is also heat-sensitive, which is why it woke up when we’d gone through enough rock for its infra-red sensory organ to detect us. It must have been genetically programmed to guard the marker and attack anything that came through the tunnel.”
“I don’t care about those details; I care about knowing if there’s anything else guarding this marker.” I said impatiently. I’d lost one of my team members because we’d thought the Kalmrans didn’t guard the markers, only the main artifact. I was determined not to lose anyone else due to mistakes like that.
“I don’t think so; the Kalmran Snow Serpent was one of the most dangerous Kalmran creations. The Kalmrans would consider a single Snow Serpent guard enough.” Malizath said. “Just in case, however, I recommend we send a reconnaissance drone ahead to scout out the area. I assume each of our packs has two or three, correct?”
“Correct. Each pack has three remote-operated reconnaissance drones. Also, I want everyone who has a Javrakari morph to morph to it; the Javrakari were created by the Kalmra and are designed to handle any climate. Plus, the Javrakari are very powerful morphs. In addition, I want everyone to have their energy weapon in hand at all times.” I said.
Alex nodded, then began taking off his gear, getting down to his morphing outfit. I looked at the rest of our group. Kalasha/Lasai was doing the same, as was Malizath. I looked at Jarad. “Morph to polar bear and carry their supplies for them.” I said.
Jarad nodded. “Okay.” He said, taking off his gear and beginning to morph to polar bear. Once he had finished, I pulled out some netting and slung it across his back to hold the packs of supplies.
Once everyone was ready to continue, we proceeded with caution. The three who had Javrakari morphs were at strategic positions in the group. Alex was in front, Malizath took the rear, and Kalasha/Lasai was in the middle with me. Everyone else had their Dracon beams out. Aldrea was keeping an eye on the readouts that the reconnaissance drone was sending back. I was keeping one eye glued to the sensors at all times, watching for anything out of the ordinary as we navigated the network of tunnels. As we got closer and closer to the coordinates of the marker, I began to notice some kind of interference messing with the sensors. As we got closer, I began to get a headache, and I noticed that some of the others were also seemingly bothered by headaches as well. Aldrea reported that the wireless connection with the reconnaissance drone had been severed due to the electromagnetic disturbance. I handed the sensor’s analysis of the interference field to Malizath for her to examine. She looked at the readout, glanced at me with her Javrakari eyes, then spoke, her tone grim.
Chapter 8
<I recommend that we stop here for now. This electromagnetic field grows in strength the closer you get to the source. First, it disrupts technology. Then, when the field gets strong enough, it actually disrupts the nervous system. It starts as a headache, then involuntary muscle spasms, then it becomes harder to breathe, and your pulse slows. Next, thoughts become more difficult to hang onto thoughts. Finally, your brain shuts down. The only creatures that are immune to it are Kalmrans and creatures created by the Kalmrans. I recommend that we head back, acquire a Javrakari from one of the hosts, and then come back and morph to Javrakari once we get to this point, and continue as Javrakari until we get past the field. It should end about half a kilometer from here.> She said.
I looked at everyone who wasn’t in Javrakari morph, especially Aldrea. She would have to demorph to Andalite in order to acquire a Javrakari. That would blow her cover. Suddenly, the solution came to me. “Very well, Malizath. It is almost nightfall, and most of us require rest and Kandrona rays. We can resume in the morning.” I said.
When we returned to the base camp, I noticed that Aldrea was dangerously close to the two-hour morph limit. Sure enough, she immediately headed to her quarters. I morphed to polar bear, which I had acquired several years ago when I was still a Controller, and directed my thought-speech toward Aldrea. <Aldrea, you need to get a Javrakari morph. Wait until everyone is asleep to acquire it. Don’t answer me. Just do it.>
After I demorphed, I headed to my quarters and walked over to a small holographic picture frame. It displayed a still image of Valeria, the now-deceased host to the now-deceased Yeerk Teryon Five-Four-Six. They had been friends of me and my Yeerk, respectively. I touched the controls, and another image appeared to replace the first one. This was a video of Valeria where I’d been holding the recording device. I keyed the sound on, and then sat and watched it play out. I said something funny, and then Valeria started laughing in her own unique way, tossing her head back, her long, black hair flipping back over her shoulders, the dimples in her cheeks forming as she smiled, her white teeth flashing in the light, her hazel eyes glowing. When she finished laughing, she gazed at me through the recorder, then said, “Hey, Jeff. I love you. I’ve-” I paused the video.
“I love you, too.” I said, then rewound the video and played it again from the beginning, stopping it at the same point and rewinding it again, watching the video with sound a few more times, then turning the sound off and just watching her actions. I popped open a Yeerk refrigeration unit, pulled out a bottle of tequila, got a shot glass from a cabinet, and poured myself a shot of tequila, downing it. I poured myself another, downing it as well. I continued to switch through the holographic images, stopping every now and then to pour myself another drink. I’d switched from tequila to Hpnotiq, another alcoholic beverage. “Valeria, why did you and Teryon have to get in the way of a freakin’ Hork-Bajir? You should’ve just let him go! Now you’re both dead because you had to be the hero and keep someone from leaving!” I said, continuing to down alcohol. After a while, I heard a knock on the door. “Come in!” I yelled, slurring my words slightly. Kendra, Alex’s very pretty sister and tree-hugger, walked in.
“Are you drunk?” She asked, seeing the full shot glass in my hand, sniffing the air, and putting two and two together to get four.
“Yeeeaaaahhhh, I think I am.” I said. Kendra looked at my eyes, and then followed my arm to where my hand was, on the controls of the holographic emitter, where I’d paused the video right as Valeria was laughing. Kendra’s expression changed from one of disappointed incredulous disbelief to one of sympathy.
“That’s Valeria, isn’t it?” she asked. I nodded. “You really did love her, didn’t you?” I nodded again. “I think I can understand needing to ease the pain. My mom used to always talk about how hard it had been for her to lose the Jake Berenson she’d loved to Jake Berenson, emotionally-tormented war hero. She sometimes even said that it was worse than if she’d lost him to death. She says it still hurts every day.” Kendra said, putting an arm around my shoulder. I felt a tingle go through my body.
“I still can’t really believe that she’s dead. I mean, she survived being in an exploding Bug fighter during a training accident. It’s hard to believe something as normal as a Hork-Bajir could kill her. I told you we’d thought about becoming more than friends. Our Yeerks were okay with that, and Sevrak was okay with it; he even encourages Knight hosts to form relationships with other hosts. I just wish we’d gotten the chance to be together. It’s my fault she died, you know. I should have contacted her and told her to stay away from Blackstar Tech and the truth about the Yeerks. I even made the glowing blue man promise to try to free her and turn her away from the Yeerks after he approached me. I should’ve made him promise that she’d be safe! The girl I loved died because I didn’t do anything to try to keep her safe during this conflict! I screwed up, and now the universe is making me pay!” By now, I was sobbing. Kendra wrapped her arms around me and held me close.
“It’s okay. It wasn’t your fault. You couldn’t have known that she’d die. You just wanted to help fight the Yeerks.” Kendra said, patting me on the back. I looked into her eyes, and then and there did probably the craziest thing I’ve ever done: I kissed her. Almost immediately, Kendra reacted, pulling away from me, standing up, and heading toward the door. She turned around, then said, “Jeff, I’m not going to do this. You’re drunk and depressed. Doing anything with you right now, even just kissing you, would be taking advantage of you. I won’t do that. If you can sober up, sort out your emotions, think about this, and then decide that it’s what you really want, we can talk about it later, but I’m going to go now.” She opened the door and walked out.
I looked at the door where Kendra had left. I couldn’t believe I had actually kissed Kendra. I liked her and all, but we hadn’t known each other for more than a few weeks and she was Alex’s sister. Alex would kill me if he found out what I’d done. I didn’t know what had made me do it. Kendra was attractive, smart, funny, and nice, but she wasn’t Valeria, and I didn’t understand how I could feel anything for Kendra so soon after losing the girl I loved. The only explanation I could think of was that my emotions were still trying to sort themselves out and latching onto Kendra in their confusion. I downed the final glass of alcohol, then put everything away and began to morph. Aldrea had discovered that morphing or demorphing acted as an instant sobering method. She had told us this because morphing acted the same way on venom or poison, purging it from the system. After I had sobered up, I headed to bed.
There is much that is beyond the Ellimist . . . he just won't admit it.
Check out my fanfic series, Novamorphs. It has the Animorphs' children fighting a second Yeerk invasion. First book: The Infestation.Second book: The Search.

User avatar
Elfangor
The Chee
The Chee
Posts: 14550
Joined: Sun Jul 13, 2008 4:42 am
Gender: [Male][/Male]
Favourite Animorph: Tobias
Location: New Zealand

Re: Novamorphs #2: The Search

Post by Elfangor » Wed Aug 05, 2009 5:56 pm

Great chapters post some more soon.
You all have guns
And you never put the safety on
And you all have plans,
To take it



Don't Take It

User avatar
Beckyno1
Hork-Bajir seer
Hork-Bajir seer
Posts: 1977
Joined: Sun Jun 28, 2009 4:29 am
Gender: [Female][/Female]
Favourite Animorph: Tobias
Location: Scotland! The most wonderfully rainy place ever!

Re: Novamorphs #2: The Search

Post by Beckyno1 » Thu Aug 06, 2009 8:52 am

Cool. Continue.
Inactivness has hit me! Oh no! If you want to remind me to come on, just PM me!

Alanfangor
Aristh
Aristh
Posts: 76
Joined: Thu Jul 30, 2009 4:44 am
Gender: [Male][/Male]
Favourite Animorph: Tobias
Location: Right behind you

Re: Novamorphs #2: The Search

Post by Alanfangor » Sun Aug 16, 2009 12:56 am

awseome cant wait for the next chapter