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Now on with the Chapter -
Chapter Six – Meeting's and New Discoveries
The following morning the Animorphs met up in an abandoned building just on the outskirts of town, the place was a mess. Full of broken furniture and rubbish, it was just a general mess, turning toward the other's Jack watched as they started morphing their bird morphs, it was truly disgusting to watch but Jack was positively riveted to the sight, watching bones and muscles reform to become those of the smaller, lighter animal. Watching riveted as one-by-one they grew beaks and were covered in feathers. Captivated he watched as the feathers of the osprey Cassie was morphing spread down her arms and legs, until she was covered from head-to-toe with feathers, finally Jack started to morph. Closing his eyes Jack concentrated on the Bald-Eagle Morph, feeling the changes wash over him. He'd never get used to that, the feeling that morphing caused as bones and muscles grew and disappeared. It was a really freaky feeling.
It took barely five minutes before they were all in the air flying toward their destination.
We'll stop every one and a half hours, and have a break it will take all day to reach the outskirts of Colorado Spring's> Jake told everyone.
Sound's good> Marco told him, everyone else quickly agreeing.
It had taken all day for the six of them to reach Colorado Springs and it was late by the time they found somewhere to land and settle down for the night.
Jack had remembered an old abandoned building in the centre of town where they could rest for the night. So that's where the six of them found themselves.
"So, Jack how are we going to get into this facility?" Marco asked him, lying down on a pile of old rags.
"Easy. I'll go as my normal self and the rest of you will morph something small and stay on me I'll explain things to everyone there" Jack told everyone as he settled down beside Marco.
The Next Day the seven of them made their way toward Cheyenne Mountain. It took them about two hours to reach the outer perimeter where Jake, Tobias, Cassie, Rachel, Ax, and Marco morphed fleas.
Jack! Where are you?> Rachel asked.
Placing his hand on the ground Jack directed them to his hand.
Jack could admit he was nervous, it had been nearly six months since he'd been to the SGC and he was pretty sure he could get them in. Mostly he thought It wasn't like he'd been told to stay away specifically. They'd just suggested he lay low, so as the NID wouldn't catch wind of the fact there was a clone of Colonel O'Neill running around. Ok, so they'd pretty much said stay away. That had never stopped him before and it wouldn't now. Even if they refused them entry he could get in through one of the emergency access shafts. He hoped.
Jack approached the outer gates to Cheyenne Mountain cautiously. He knew all about the military mindset. Shoot first, question later and he wasn't about to get himself shot. Linking his fingers behind his he continued approaching the gate to the complex. Usually if the enemy could see you were unarmed they considered you less of a threat and would hesitate in pulling the trigger. He had no doubt that if it acme down to it he could quiet easily take the two guards, avoiding the snipers strategically place around the entrance to the compound, might prove to be slightly more challenging. He was glad he never told the rest of the Animorphs about that, or they never would have let him do it. Even he was having some doubts.
Jack came to a stop a meter in front of the SF's who raise their weapons, clicking the safety off ready to fire at the slightest provocation. "Halt. This is a restricted area you will have to leave immediately" The fist guard told him. Jack took note that he was only an Airman, likely fresh out of training. The older looking guard was a Captain who looked like he'd seen a bit of action in his time.
"I'm Colonel Jack O'Neill, I need to speak with General George Hammond Immediately, as a matter of National Security" The National Security bit always got their attention, even if they didn't believe him they'd have to call the other O'Neill or Hammond. Either way Jack would have a ticket into the base.
"Yes sir, I'll call General Hammond immediately" the younger said disappearing into the guard house to make the call. Jack could tell by the look on the captain's face he didn't believe a word he'd just said. Oh, well it didn't really matter what he thought. Jack pulled his hands from his head, relaxing the muscles that had started to cramp. Only to have the Captain wave the P-90 in his face.
"Hands, back here I can see them" The nervous captain barked at the strange kid.
Jack looked at his watch it had been nearly an hour since the others had morphed he would have to get into the Mountain quickly once Hammond gave the ok or the others would have to re-morph. Jack reluctantly placed his hands back behind his head. The last thing he needed was to annoy a trigger happy soldier.
"Sorry about the delay Sir, General Hammond said for you to go in and he'll have an Airman escort you to his office" The Airman told him opening the gate and allowing him to enter.
Smirking slightly Jack walked through the checkpoints following the airman who'd been told to escort him. Not that he needed an escort he knew these hallways better than half the soldiers at the base, but because of his status as a kid he no longer had the access codes to enter the secure areas of the base. Walking the hallways made him feel nostalgic. He missed this. I'd be a long time before he would be able to work here again, if at all. Jack proceeded directly to the Generals office despite how much he wished to go elsewhere on the base. Unfortunately he was here on another mission. This time however it was not one sanctioned by the US government.
Thanking the Airman Jack knocked on Hammonds door, waiting on the other side to be invited in.
"Enter"
Entering the office Jack greeted his former CO "Thank you for seeing me sir"
"That's alright Jack; just what are you doing here?" Hammond asked him looking slightly suspicious.
"Sir, can you call in SG-1 so I don't have to repeat myself I think this is something they should hear." Jack asked hoping the General would agree.
"Very well, but this better be important" General Hammond said as he picked up the phone "Go wait in the briefing room Jack" Hammond said in what was clearly a dismissal.
Nodding Jack left the office to wait in the briefing room for SG-1 to arrive. Walking over to the window dominating the room Jack looked over the Stargate. It'd had felt like a life time since he'd stepped through it, onto an alien world. Now he was an Animorph and the aliens were at his doorstep. For an organization that dealt with aliens on a regular basis Jack wondered how they'd ever missed the Yeerks presence on Earth.
Jack are we there? These flea ears aren't that good at hearing Marco complained.
"Yeah, I'll let you know when to de-morph, just let me know if you get too close to the time limit" Jack said, continuing to gaze down upon the Stargate.
Sure, good luck Cassie told him. Even in the short time he'd known these people he'd grown to trust them and know them.
"Thanks, I'm going to need it." Jack mumbled to himself not sure if he wanted the others to hear him or not.
It took about five minutes for everyone to arrive; when they did Jack stopped his perusal of the Stargate and took his seat deliberately taking the seat O'Neill had been about to take and receiving a glare for his efforts. O'Neill didn't complain though just took the seat opposite him.
"Alright Jack. Explain exactly what you are doing here? You were not supposed to contact the base" General Hammond asked him.
Jack wondered exactly how he should tell them, he couldn't just blurt out you're being invaded by mind controlling slugs they'd think he was talking of the Goa'uld and while they were dangerous Jack felt the Yeerks were more so. The fact that the Yeerks had succeeded where the Goa'uld had failed had not escaped his attention so far. Taking a deep breath he decided to just start talking "When I started my new school I met up with a bunch of other kids and they told me there was an alien invasion going on here on earth. They gave me the proof of it and I believe them." Jack paused thinking what to say next, the people around the table were obviously listening to him. Whether they believed him or not was still undecided.
"They are telling the truth Sir," Jack addressed Hammond directly "The alien race in question is called the Yeerks and they take hosts in a similar fashion as the Goa'uld. Only they enter through your ear canal instead of your mouth or neck." Jack paused allowing what he'd told them to sink in before he continued "It is impossible to tell the difference between someone who is controlled by them and someone who is free, but every three days the Yeerks must return to the Yeerk pool to feed of what is known as Kandrona Rays, Its Basically like their sun sir," Jack said continuing on quickly before Carter interrupted. He could tell she was dying to question him about the technology that replicated the Yeerk sun's effects. "They found out this when an Andalite dome ship crashed on earth. The Andalite told them about the invasion and also gave them a weapon to help them fight; they also gave me this weapon when I joined them. The weapon was the ability to change into any animal or person they could touch, anything with DNA. We have a problem sir" Jack finished speaking.
"We also received some intelligence saying they were targeting this base and were looking to take it over completely, the Yeerks cannot get control of the Stargate sir."
"How do you know we're not Yeerks?" Carter asked him.
Jack was just about to answer when Daniel started laughing "Dr. Jackson?" Hammond questioned.
"All this time Visser Three thought you were Andalite Bandits and you were just a bunch of kids playing hero. You won't win" Daniel said. Jack's heart dropped. Daniel was a controller.
"Sir, Daniel is a controller. He has a Yeerk inside him" Jack told them wondering how long his friend had been trapped like that.
TBC
Thank you for reading this story, I recently had a reviewer that convinced me to write some more of this story so I hope you all enjoy it. I don't know how long the next chapter will be but I hope this will keep you happy in the mean time. BTW if you think it is taking too long just drop me a line and tell me ya never know it may just inspire me.
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