"Applegate, Katherine A - Animorphs - 21 - The Threat" - читать интересную книгу автора (Applegate Katherine A)

3 the president's helicopter. The one we'd fallen out of. In cockroach
morph.

Maybe I should back up and explain.

It all began when we discovered that the blue box - the morphing cube -
had been found by a kid named David.

Well, no, actually it all began much earlier. Months ago, when Marco,
Cassie, Rachel, Tobias, and I happened to be walking home from the mall
by way of an abandoned construction site.

Which is where we saw the damaged spacecraft landing. And where we met
Elfangor, an An-dalite prince. Elfangor was dying. His enemies, the
Yeerks, were hot on his trail. He was out of time.

So he did something Andalites don't usually do: He trusted some
non-Andalit.es. Namely, the five of us. He told us that Earth was being
invaded by a race of parasites called Yeerks.

The Yeerks are slugs, really. Not very impressive-looking or scary. But
they have the ability to enter a brain - almost any brain - and take
control of it. Absolute, complete, total control.

They've done this to the entire race of Gedds from their own home world.
They've done it to the Hork-Bajir. They've done it to the Taxxons.

They are trying to do it to Homo sapiens. Humans. You and me. All of us.

4 Already, Elfangor said, there were thousands, maybe tens of thousands
of human-Controllers. That is to say, humans who had a Yeerk in their
heads controlling their words and actions. The invasion was under way.
The Andalite forces had been beaten in orbit around Earth. It might be a
very long time before any more Andalite forces could come. Too long.

Basically, if someone was going to stop the Yeerks, it would have to be
humans. Us. Five normal kids. Five average, everyday, mall-crawling,
behind on their homework, not sure about their haircuts, awkward around
members of the opposite sex, sometimes smart, sometimes dumb kids.

On the Yeerks' side they had faster-than-light spacecraft, thousands of
impossible-to-detect human-Controllers, Dracon beam weapons, and
seven-foot-tall, bladed Hork-Bajir warriors. On our side we had ... we
had nothing.

Except.

Except that Elfangor gave us something: the power to morph. The power to
become any animal we could touch. He transformed us with the blue box.