Well, I'm bored and I've got nothing else to do so here it goes.

Wow my 2nd Elfangor fic. But, what can I say I love him. He's awesome.

Disclaimor: Do I really have to put this here? I DON'T OWN ANIMORPHS!

Chapter 1 {Elfangor's POV}

I stumbled out of my ship. I was badly injured. I took a look outside. Five human teenagers. A tall boy with brown hair and a pale complexion. A shorter boy with black hair and an olive complexion. A tall girl with blond hair and a white complexion. A short girl with short, black hair and a dark complexion. Then my eyes fix themselves on the fifth teenage boy.

I let out an involuntary gasp. I knew that face. It was Loren's face. I instantly knew who he was.

My son.

"Hello." he said awkardly. Like if he wasn't sure what to say.

((Hello)) I answered back. Suddenly, a wave of pain hit me.

I staggered in pain and fell. My son tried to catch me, but to no avail.

"Look!" the short girl said. "He's hurt!"

"Can we help you? We can call an ambulance or something," the blond girl said.

"We can bandage that wound," the short girl said. "Jake give me your shirt. We can tear it up and make bandages."

The boy called Jake (the tall boy) was about to take off his shirt when I stopped him.

((No. I will die. The wound is fatal.))

"No!" the boy called Jake cried. "You can't die! You're the first alien to ever come to earth. You can't die."

I smiled at their persistance. Then, I sighed to myself. I didn't want to die. Not like this.

((I am not the first. There are many, many others.))

"Other aliens? Like you?" my son demanded.

((No. Not like me.))

Another wave of pain. This time I actually cried out.

((Not like me,)) I reapeted. ((They are different.))

"Different? Different how?" Jake asked.

I answered something I am sure they will remember forever.

((They have come to destroy you.))

They stood silent. Eyes wide. I guess they knew I was not lying.

((They are called yeerks,)) I continued. ((They are different from us. Different from you, as well.))

I went on and told them about the yeerks. Suddenly an idea occured to me. Something that had never been done. Something that would have disgraced me if I wasn't about to die.

The escafil device. ((Perhabs...))

"What?"

((Go into my ship. You will see a small blue box. Very plain.))

The children looked at each other.

"Go ahead," my son said looking at Jake "I want to stay with him."

He placed a hand on my shoulder and I was filled joy.

Then, a thought occured to me. I mentally cursed myself for not thinking about it before. I could always morph...

Just for the record THAT took me about an HOUR to write. But, in my defense, I was also eating and doing homework.