The Hork-Bajir Chronicles (Animorphs)
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Before the Animorphs...on another world...the fight began. Prior to their invasion of Earth, the Yeerks attacked a gentle and docile species known as the Hork-Bajir. This is the story of a special Hork-Bajir, his Andalite friend, and their future enemy, Visser Three.
Animorph missions planned. The others didn't need me right then. So even though the sun was going down, I flew. I flew toward the mountains. Toward the secret, hidden valley the Ellimist had showed me. Even now I had trouble finding it. Even though I knew exactly where it was. Even though, as a red-tailed hawk, I had vision far better than any human. The Ellimist had concealed the valley from human eyes. How? Who knows? The Ellimist could hide all of planet Earth if he wanted to. But knowing
released the evil of war on an unprepared galaxy. Chapter 2 - Aldrea Andalite date: year 8563.5 Yeerk date: Generation 686, early-cycle Hork-Bajir date: late-cool Earth date: 1968 I am the daughter of Prince Seerow. My friends tease me sometimes. They call me "Seerow's Unkindness." You see, I'm not like most females. I'm not content to stay within the sciences and the arts, the traditional female occupations. I don't want to be a Zero-space theorist or a grass-scape designer or a cloud
seer. I had not kept my promise to Akdor. But that no longer mattered. The great Akdor had been killed by a Hork-Bajir firing one of our own Dracon beams. And then, our second very unpleasant surprise. A small fleet of Andalite ships had popped out of Zero-space, shockingly close to the Hork-Bajir world. They had annihilated two of our ships in orbit. That's what had happened to Sub-Visser Fifteen. He'd been in charge of orbital defense. Sub-Visser Fifteen would die for his incompetence after a
the red-hot core of the planet, with Yeerk Bug fighters zooming literally feet above his head. He was brave, yes. That I had to acknowledge. But I would see him dead before I would let him use his virus against my people.
my true calling. I came across an old Andalite saying in the computer files.