Disclaimer: Don't own the Animorphs. That's okay because I don't really want to. The only person who is really mine is Jet.

Author's Note: Normally I wouldn't write an Animorphs fanfic. However, my muse is being flighty and pushy and is making me do it. Please review anyway.

Chapter 1

Hi, call me Jet. Some people call me Sam too. Why? I've got a really dumb name. Jetsam. Yup, that's me. I'm an unwanted, abandoned, discarded piece of… uh… whatever. Can you tell this is a bit of a sore spot with me? Some guy found me in a dumpster as a baby and decided to call me that when he turned me over to the proper authorities. It stuck. Oh lucky me. He must have though it was cute or something. I don't. Going through public school with a name like mine has been nothing short of torture. Anyway, I'm off track now.

Unlike the others, I don't have a last name. It doesn't matter much though. They hide behind the anonymity of their nondescript first names to protect family and friends. I have neither. Aside from the entire world the only person I have to look after is myself. That's right. The fate of our entire civilization rests on the shoulders of a group of kids. Exactly seven of us. You see, the aliens have landed.

I'm not a Roswell believer. I'm not talking about the stupid Star trek aliens or even the infinitely cooler Star Wars aliens. First of all, this is for real. Secondly, they're nothing you would expect.

I'll start with the Yeerks. Aside from a few who have formed a resistance of sorts, they're the bad guys. They're gray and are shaped like slugs, but that's where the similarities end. While slugs are peaceful pests that shrivel when salted, Yeerks are evil parasites bent on conquering humanity. They crawl into your ear canal, wrap themselves around your brain, and take control. That's why people who are infested are called controllers. They don't look any different, and because Yeerks can access their host's memories they usually don't act any different. Your grocer could be one. Or your teacher, your parents, your friends, your cat. Okay, so they don't normally infest animals, but the point is there's no way to know.

Your average controller could be human, or a variety of other aliens that aren't any fun to go up against. The Hork Bajor have sharp claws and spikes all over their bodies so they can get tree bark. The Yeerks have turned these peaceful beings into the shock troops of their army. The Taxons are all voluntary controllers just because the Yeerks keep them fed. A Taxons' appetite is a frightening thing. They'll eat anything they can catch and they're always voraciously hungry. Gheds are reserved for low-ranking Yeerks. They're primitive and originated on the Yeerk home world. Oh and there's exactly one Andelite controller, Visser Three. But I'll explain about Andelites in a minute. Fortunately for us, Yeerks have a big weakness. In order to survive they must return to a Yeerk pool every three days to soak up Kandrona rays. If they don't, then after the third day they die.

The Andalites are the good guys. Well, kind of. They're not fighting against us, but they're not helping either. They seem to be in favor of either letting us solve our own problem, or quarantining us until we're all infested and can be destroyed in good conscious. Other than that they're really cool though.

They look rather ethereal, like something out of Greek mythology. An Andalite looks kind of like a blue furred centaur with a deer's body instead of a horse's. Oh, and they have a scorpion-like tail with a viscous blade on the end of it. They have slits for noses, no mouth, and extra pair of eyes on stalks, and fourteen long and delicate-looking fingers rather than our ten. On the whole the effect is very striking, if a bit eerie.

Last that we know of, are the Chee. The word Chee means friend. They're robots made to be companions for a race of dog-like aliens who have been extinct for a very long time. These robots are strictly non-violent, but they help out in their own way. Because they hide their doggy forms behind sophisticated holograms they can go just about anywhere. Plus they monitor Yeerk activities for us.

But this story isn't about any of them. Not really, anyway. This story is about how I found out about the invasion and joined the Animorphs. This is my story.

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Author's Note: Review or else my muse will come and infect your muse with whatever it's got. (Or on, I can't tell.) Also please go review "Dust in the Wind" which is a Phantom fanfic by me, and "Heero's Heart" which I'm co-authoring with my brother and sister. It's listed under the author Jiana.