Animorphs: The Hidden Trilogy- The Eighth

Chapter 11X

<Get those Andalite scums.>Visser Three ordered the Hork-Bajir Controllers. Then he laughed. <Oh, I can't imagine what I'll do with you. We'll either have five Andalite hosts, or five Earth animals to play with. Either way, we'll have fun.>

Jake and I turned at him and uttered a low growl. Even though we're rivals, I think we shared the same hatred of Visser Three, enough to stop us fighting. I noticed Jake was thought-speaking to others, because Marco nodded and stood up shakily. Tobias leaned against a tree to stand and coughed Hork-Bajir blood. Rachel's ear twitched and stood up, shaking her head.

<Even Visser Three?> she asked in disbelief.

<Fight on our side,> Jake turned to me and said. <At least, for Cassie.>

<For Cassie.> I nodded. I roared and lunged at the nearest Hork-Bajir. Jake lunged and took two Hork-Bajirs down. Marco knocked out a Hork-Bajir and sent it flying, knocking two more Hork-Bajirs. Rachel tackled a Hork-Bajir to a tree and smacked another in the face. The Hork-Bajir fell down.

More arrived but we still fought. I signed Jake and the others to charge Visser Three. They nodded in agreement and we all ran towards him, knocking off everyone, or pretty much everything, that's on the way.

That's when he started morphing. His forelegs twisted in a grotesque way, making his bones protrude. His hooves began to grow fur and claws the size of my head and his back, hind legs and tail twisted around to form one thick tail with a furry, clawed hand at its tip. His ribs expanded twice and split into four. There was a weird crack and his ivory-white sternum surfaced through his skin and elongated until it reached his groins. His shoulder blades also protruded and his thin, Andalite arms grew into muscular arms tipped with furry clawed hands. His stalk eyes melted and merge with his main eyes to become compound eyes similar to those of a fly. His face elongated like that of a snake, making a bone protrude from his jaw down to his neck. His ears grew wider and longer until it looked like giant elf ears.

It didn't roar. It didn't bash around or show-off. It didn't do anything stupid. Visser Three just stood there, waiting.

He didn't even have to wait for a moment.

Jake got there first. He lunged at Visser Three, fangs bared, claws extended. Visser Three simply raised his arm, and Jake bit it, but Visser Three showed no signs of pain. He just shook Jake off, who slammed at a nearby tree. I lunged too, but was thrown into a tree too. I felt my ribs break at the impact. I tried to stand but I was too dizzy and too fatigued.

Rachel and Marco charged and attacked Visser Three on both sides. Visser Three parried their attacks by just grabbing their arms. He looked at Marco and grinned, <My turn,>

He suddenly twisted his arms around, flipping a grizzly and a gorilla with incredible ease, and, while his foot claws sank deep into the ground, tossed Marco and Rachel across the forest clearing. The two slammed into an abandoned Park Ranger Jeep. They almost went through it.

Jake recovered from his hit and lunged unsuspected. He bit Visser Three at his nape and clawed his back. Blood oozing from his back, Visser Three screamed in pained and grabbed Jake and threw him down. I stood up but fell down. I looked at a blurry image of Visser Three picking me up like a rag doll. <Puny Andalites.>And then he dropped me.

I was so fatigued and beat up, I lose consciousness.