Aximlli's Animorphs

I laughed. "You almighty Andalites. There is no limit to your arrogance, is there? Well, let me tell you something: we may be simple people. But we don't use biology to invent monsters. And we don't enslave other species. And we don't unleash a plague of parasites on the galaxy, endangering every other free species, and then go swaggering around like the lords of the universe. No, we're too simple for that. We're too stupid to lie and manipulate. We're too stupid to be ruthless. We're too stupid to know how to build powerful weapons designed to annihilate our enemies. Until you came, Andalite, we were too stupid to know how to kill."

-Dak Hamee, from the Hork-Bajir Chronicles, p. 172

"You do not know me, but I am a juvenile delinquent. I do not trust authority figures, I probably will not graduate from high school, and statistics say my present rowdiness and vandalism will likely lead to more serious crimes. I am a dangerous fellow, and I am causing mayhem in this store.... There. I have now shamelessly destroyed the symmetry of this shelf, undoing hours of labor by underpaid store employees. If you could see me now, you would be frightened."

-Ax, from Animorphs #49: The Diversion

Cassie remained silent. She was looking dreamily off over the heads of the mall crowd. "You know, back in the old days - I mean, the real, real old days - the Africans, the early Europeans, the Native Americans... they all believed animals had spirits. And they could call on those spirits to protect them from evil. They would ask the spirit of the fox for his cunning. They'd ask the spirit of the eagle for his sight. The would ask the lion for his strength.

"I guess what we're doing is sort of basic. Even though it was Andalite technology that made it possible. We're still just scared little humans, trying to borrow the mind of the fox, and the eyes of the eagle... or the hawk," she added smiling at Tobias. "And the strength of the lion. Just like thousands of years ago, we're calling on the animals to help protect us from evil."

"I don't know." Cassie admitted solemnly. "It's like all the basic forces of planet Earth aare being brought into battle."

Marco rolled his eyes. "Nice story, Cassie. But we're five normals kids. Up against the Yeerks. If it was a football game, who would you bet on? We're toast."

"Don't be so sure." Cassie said. "We're fighting for Mother Earth. She has some tricks up her sleeves."

Marco stood impatiently: "Are we all in denial or what? Why are we arguing about this like it matters? I mean, come on. We know what this is about. We're sitting here fighting out the same disagreements, asking ourselves what we should do next. There is no next. It's over. It's so over, isn't it? I mean, we fight because we think the Andalites are coming someday, someday. We've been carrying out a delaying action. Slowing down the Yeerks down so it wouldn't be too late by the time the big deal Andalites came along."

Rachel let out an exhausted sigh. "As much as I hate to admit it, Marco's right. The fleet is not coming to the rescue. The Andalites aren't here to help save Earth. They're here so Arbat and the Andalite Commmand can settle their score with the Visser. This isn't the Marines storming in to save us."

"Exactly!" Cassie said. "It's personal. It's political. But there's no stragetic value to the mission. No real military advantage. So that just makes it murder."

"Hey, Cassie, you know what?" Marco snapped. "Who cares? I mean, who cares about all your moralizing? Are you even paying attention? What do you think, that the six of us are going to win this war? By ourselves? Four kids, a bird, and an alien? Six kids who can turn into animals, big deal! We've hurt the Yeerks, we've frustrated them, we slowed them down, but we're pebbles in their shoes. This has always been about us being the resistance until the Andalites could do a D-Day and save our sorry butts."

I had never heard Marco speak so harshly to Cassie. But more shocking still was that Jake did not step in to silence him.

I had been so distracted by Estrid, by seeing my own people that I had overlooked how devastating this news would be to my friends. They had hoped for a salvation. Instead they were presented with another comlex problem, more dangers, more futility.

I scanned each of their faces with my stalk eyes. These were not the humans I had known for so long.

-Animorphs #38: The Arrival, Page #57-59
-Narrated by Aximili

"... I guess that one was a tie. NASA doesn't have the chunck of Bug fighter, but neither do the Yeerks."

He smiled at me. He'd been sitting with one hand around his Coke, and now he laid it flat on the table so that his fingertips were touching mine. He looked into my eyes. A little flip of hair fell down over his eyebrow. "except you're back now, Cassie. So we won. We definitely won."

He glanced sideways at Rachel and Tobias, then leaned towards me and lowered his voice. "I was kind of hoping we could hang out. You know, to talk."

"Talk?" Rachel rolled her eyes. "Puh-leeze. He wants to give you a big, fact, sloppy kiss. You should've seen his. He was a total zombie the whole time you were gone."

Jake shot Rachel a dirty look, then stared down at his french fries. "Depends on your definition of a zombie."

"How's this for a definition?" Tobias said. "Somebody who can't eat, can't sleep, spends every minute of the night and day searching the airport and all other know Yeerk hangouts and can only utter on intelligible sentence: 'I have to FIND HER.'"

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