Animorphs 40 - The Weakness by K. A. Applegate

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

<I'm not sure this attack is even necessary,> Marco added. <I mean, we got the point across, right? Okay, Animorphs rule. Let's leave it at that before an other innocent bystander gets croaked.>

<Let Jake take it from here, when he gets back day after tomorrow,> Cassie suggested.

<I don't believe this!> I cried. <This is not the time to quit! This is not the time to get all nervous! We break in and we kick butt. We stick with the plan!>

<All right,> Marco said calmly. <I'll go in. But only after infiltration. Only when we know what we're getting into. Only if we think we have a reasonable chance of getting out.>

<I agree with Marco>

<You, too, Cassie?> I wished I were human so I could make a sound of disgust.

<You people kill me. Every attack so far has been a success. And you want to blow it now? By the time we check out the building the meeting could break up and everyone could be gone! What then?>

<Rachel ->

<No. No one says "no" to Jake,> I challenged. <Suddenly, I'm leader so it's okay to be all rebellious and mutiny? I don't think so. You chose me as leader. I got us through today okay. Didn't I? Didn't I?>

Another weird silence. Did Jake have to deal with these weird silences?

<She's right,> Tobias said. <We chose her.>

More silence. At least no one turned or flew away.

<Look,> I said, the inevitable pre-battle excitement building in spite of the lack of enthusiasm and support the others were showing. <This is going to be fantastic. The last raid of the day. We'll leave the Yeerks with an experience they'll never forget.>

I looked around my wary group of feathered warriors. Imagined a hugely grinning, glittery eyed, adrenaline-soaked look on my own human face. And said, <If you guys are really that worried, we'll go in with maximum firepower. We all go in as polar bears!>

"Did I hear you correctly?" Marco, almost totally demorphed, cupped his hand to his ear. '"Cause I don't see anything wrong with our usual battle morphs."

"He's got a point, Rachel." Cassie, now also human, stood next to him on the fragrant, pine-needle-covered ground, still hidden in the woods. "We know our morphs. They've been working for us all day. We handle them best."

"We're going for mass here, people," I said, pushing down the defensiveness I knew was creeping into my voice. They were still arguing with me! "Bulk. Spectacle. Going out in style. Be-sides, we want to send the message that there are a lot of us."

I knew I was right. I knew it. So I waited and felt every muscle in my face tighten. Harden. No expression. Give them nothing but determined, fearless leader. Hero. Warrior. King. No objections. Not from Marco or Cassie or Ax. Not even from Tobias.

"Then, let's do it," I said, finally.

Morphing isn't pretty. It's not rational or logi-cal or predictable. And it's uncomfortable. Though the idea is worse than the reality. Skin pinching and withering. Organs smooshing or stretching.

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