Animorphs Andalite 1 - The Andalite Chronicles by K. A. Applegate

Author:K. A. Applegate
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2009-11-17T06:00:00+00:00

Behind me, I saw the Taxxons falling back. And over them climbed and leaped a handful of HorkBajir warriors. Seven feet tall. Blades on their wrists and elbows and knees. Blade horns raked forward from their sleek snake heads. Short, spiked tails twitching. Ripping bird feet clawing at Taxxon flesh to

<N0000000!> I screamed. I leapt from the maadvance. chine and plowed into the mass of Taxxon bodies. I realized I knew one of the Hork-Bajir. It was My tail whipped the air!

Sub-Visser Seven.

Strike! And push through.

" A h , so we meet again, Andalite!" he said, Strike! And push through.

sounding delighted. "Elfangor, right? That was the Strike! Strike! Strikestrikestrike!

name you yelled so defiantly at me as you escaped. I I reached the ramp and leaped clear over the was so afraid the Taxxons might have gotten to you last Taxxon in my way. <Loren! R u n ! Arbron!

by now. And I so wanted you all for myself!" N000000!>

For a moment no one m o v e d . The injured I raced up the ramp. Arbron was closing in on Taxxons withdrew down the ramp to make way for the humans.

the Hork-Bajir.

The human Chapman was free. And it was toI was alone against half a dozen Hork-Bajir. Beward him that Arbron ran. The human Chapman hind me, Arbron, who still eyed Loren hungrily. And screamed.

with them, Chapman. Whose side was Chapman on Arbron reared back, ready to slam his upper now? And whose side was Arbron on?

body down on the frail human.

"Surrender, Elfangor," Sub-Visser Seven practi<Aristh Arbron!> I cried. <Aristh Arbron, you cally purred. "I won't kill you. I'll just . . . use you. will stop! You will do your duty!>

I'll leave this crude body and live inside your head. I don't know what made me say that. I don't I'll wrap myself around your smug, arrogant Anknow. I only know that Arbron hesitated. As Chapdalite brain and make you my slave. And with your man cowered, helpless, Arbron remained poised. Andalite morphing power, run the galaxy before 162

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I'm done! It's either that or death, Andalite. There's railing and leaped onto the platform to our right. no third choice."

And the wounded Hork-Bajir was still dangerous. I saw Arbron turn away from Loren. He came to The odds were getting worse very quickly. More stand beside me, a massive, ten-foot-long worm. Hork-Bajir were cramming onto the ramp, anxious

<Guess we're a long way from the good old Starto serve their sub-visser. Sword, eh, Elfangor?> he said, with a touch of his Battle exploded suddenly in rapid thrusts and old humor. <We are one lost, lonely pair of arisths. slashes. Hork-Bajir blades made the air sing as they Tell the Yeerk scum to dream on, Elfangor. Tell him whipped their powerful arms and legs at me. Arbron we are Andalites. We don't surrender.>

did what he could, but a Taxxon is helpless in a

<You heard my friend, Sub-Visser Seven,> I said. blade fight. The Hork-Bajir just climbed over him to

<You want me? Come get me.

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