Gen13/Animorphs
Part Two
Marco listened to Grunge snoring and deciding
he'd get little to no sleep till the older boy woke up he crawled out of
his sleeping bag and quietly went down the stairs to get a cup of water.
He was passing the large kitchen window
when he spotted movement, backing up he took another look but saw nothing.
Suspiscion entered his mind and he turned on his heel and moved towards
the back door, opening it slowly he snuck out and focused on the wolf DNA
in his body, quickly morphing. As soon as he'd fully morphed he picked
up strange scents but all resembling human in a strange way.
Taking off he zeroed in on one of
the scents. Nearing the owner he could see a man dressed in a black
and yellow outfit.
Shooting forward he struck for the
throat. The man turned towards him and let out a shout, lights and
sirens went off. Marco dodged a metallic claw but the other dug three
deep parallel goudges into his shoulder. About two minutes later
Marco's sharp teeth encircled his throat.
A few feet away he heard voices.
"God, Wolverine!"
"Sacre bleu, c'est une lupe."
There was breaking limbs and heavy
footfalls thundering towards him and the wolf's instinct wanted him to
flee, until it realized it was surrounded. Now it wanted him to fight.
"Wolverine? Rogue, Gambit?
Storm?" That sounded like Mr. Lynch. The voice continued.
"Marco? That IS you right? The wolf, I mean?"
Marco used open thought speech, **Yes.**
"Then please let Wolverine go.
He's not going to hurt you or us. I promise."
He thought about it a moment before
letting go and backing up. Growling as 'Wolverine' got up.
The man crouched, snarling and Marco's muscles bunched, ready to strike.
"Enough. Marco change back please."
After a pause he added. "Wolverine back up."
Marco waited until he had before focusing
on his own DNA. As he emerged he heard Freefall cough harshly.
"That was, like, ssooooooooooo gross."
Marco shook his head still watching
Wolverine. "If you think THAT'S bad you should see what turning
into an ant or bee looks like. Now THAT is gross. Wolves are
at least mammals."
A dark skinned lady with white hair
cocked her head to the side, "You can turn into more than just one animal?"
Marco folded his arms over his chest,
"Oh sure, like Marylin Manson and Boy George." He rolled his eyes.
"What do you think?"
"I'll tell ya what I think, Kid.
And that's that you need to be taught a lesson."
Marco narrowed his eyes. "What
do you want to fight? Gorilla? Wolf? Cobra? Hammerhead
Shark? Osprey? Heck pick something else. I'll get
it's DNA and then we can tango. Polar bears are bad. Wanna
fight that." Even as he spoke his body began to change.
"Marco please! Stop it and we'll
go inside and talk."
Marco's mouth was already gone so
he thought sent out to them. **Only if the wasp-man stops first.
I agreed to help you. But I won't die for no reason.**
