Disclaimer: I don't own Animorphs, and I am making not a single cent off this fanfiction story.

A/N: Originally completed in August of 2010. I actually only read the first Animorphs book. I wrote this story not so much because I'm an Animorphs junkie, but because the plotline intrigued me. And because...well...it was my little sister's birthday. And she really is an Animorphs junkie. So please send me your sweet, sweet reviews, all you Animorphs junkies!

How Do You Know My Name?

What a strange question. How do I know your name? How do I know the lay of your hair, the curve of your chin, your hesitant smile? It is my eternal regret, my beautiful son, that you will never know the answer to your question.

It could have been different. It was different, but that is a time, a story, a life that only I will remember. You will never know. And that thought causes me pain as great as that which now racks my physical body.

Yet, before I go, my son, let me see you one last time. Let me speak with you. Your face before my fading eyes, your voice growing dimmer in my ears . . . yes, it is good to die like this. It is how I would have chosen it to be. I am so glad I was allowed to be next to you when my time came.

Dear Tobias, this war is now yours. Fight bravely, my young son. I know that you will, as you already have done, make me proud.

The End