Okay, by all chances, let's say that you've never heard of the Animorphs before. Or, if you'd like, we can say that you've heard of them, but want to find out a little more before you go off buying books, then finding that you don't like them. Well, you've come to the right place. No matter what you came here for, I can supply the answers.

The Animorphs had a simple beginning. Five kids walking through an abandond construction site. Those five kids hardly knew each other then, in the sense that Jake's best friend was (and still is) Marco. The only way he knew Rachel was that she's his cousin. He didn't care about Cassie. Marco didn't know Rachel all that well, and Marco probably didn't know Cassie. Tobias was sort of a nerd, and had been saved from getting his head stuffed in a toilet by Jake. But the five of them met up at the mall by chance, and on the way home they decided to take a shortcut through an abandond construction site. A new strip mall was suppost to be put up there, but for some reason, construction stopped suddenly.

Tobias noticed the light in the sky first. The light that was dropping toward them was, in truth, War-prince Elfangor-Sirinali-Shamtul's Andalite fighter ship. The five of them were then given the morphing power by him. They pressed their hands on a small blue box and were given the secret Andalite morphing power.

A while later, the Dome ship of the Andalites was shot down by Bug fighters, with Aximili-Esgarroth-Isthill being the one and only Andalite survivor. He was saved by the Animorphs and became one of them.

Then, there's me. I'm not in the books, nor am I truly one of them. I help occasionally, yes. I attend the "meetings" and spy on the Sharing, yes. I have been on many missions. And then, I do not have the amount of experiance needed to survive on this planet. I live with human parents. I go to a human school. I must fit in. Even though I am a nothlit. I still can morph. And I must use that wisely. Or the Yeerks will get me as well.