The Forgotten (Animorphs #11) by Applegate K.A

Author:Applegate, K.A. [Applegate, K.A.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2017-06-27T04:00:00+00:00

1:48 P.M.

I can’t begin to explain what the rain forest is like. To explain it, you’d have to be a poet and a scientist and a horror writer.

All I can say is how it makes you feel. You feel small. Tiny. Alone. Hopelessly weak. Afraid.

You feel heat and suffocating humidity. It’s like there’s not enough air. Every breath is like sucking air through a straw. You’re breathing steam and perfume and the stink of dying, rotting things.

The jungle is all around you. It presses against you on all sides. Wet leaves in your face; creepers that seem to reach up to trip you; sharp-edged stalks that cut you.

And then there are the twin horrors: bugs and thirst.

Mosquitoes, gnats, big flies, and other flying insects I didn’t even have names for followed us in swirling clouds. They’d descend and attack, then disappear for no reason, only to attack again later. If you stopped, even for a few seconds, you could find your foot covered with ants or centipedes or beetles or bugs that defied description.

And it didn’t help that we were shoeless.

The heat sucked every ounce of moisture out of us. It was as bad as any desert. You’d think with all the greenery there would be water everywhere. But no. The actual ground under our feet was dry. All the water is captured in the plants.

All the while, as we fought our way through the thickets of vines and ferns and bushes and gnats and flies and mosquitoes, we were followed by a serenade of cackles, groans, screams, yelps, insane animal giggles, clicking, scratching, and the occasional coughing roar as each new species comments on the idiocy of a bunch of suburban kids wandering around the rain forest. For all we knew, they were taking bets on how long the dumb humans would survive.

We had pushed two hundred yards deeper into the rain forest from the Bug fighter when we heard an uproar behind us.

“Andalite!” a Hork-Bajir voice bellowed. “Andalite!”

<They’re after him!> Tobias called down from above. <Ax has six Hork-Bajir on his tail! You happy now, Jake? Ax-man! Look out! Behind you!>

I bit my lip till I tasted my own blood.

“We have to morph and go back for him,” Rachel said. Her eyes were blazing.

I could have said no. I had reasons to say no. We were in an unknown place, facing lousy odds. Besides, of us all, Ax was the fastest and best able to escape. But Rachel would have just gone anyway.

“Just two of us go,” I snapped. “Me and you, Rachel. Marco and Cassie, stay back.”

“Why are we staying back?” Marco asked, outraged.

“Because we need backup, Marco,” I said tersely.

I don’t know if he understood this or not. Rachel did. She started to morph.

I was morphing into my tiger morph as fast as I could. Rachel was already well into her grizzly bear morph — massive shoulders and shaggy brown fur and long, curved claws.

TSEEEWWW! TSEEEWWW!

The sound of Dracon beams reached us. The jungle animals up in the trees exploded in a fury of commentary.

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