The Underground (Animorphs #17)
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What's tasty, good for you, and only takes sixty seconds to make? Oatmeal. And it's making the Yeerks more than a little crazy. Now Rachel, the other Animorphs, and Ax have a new weapon against the Yeerks. Sounds good, right?
"You are asking for a lot of precision, Prince Jake," Ax said. "We have no instruments. Stru-ments. Not even primitive human instruments. Struuu-ments. Mints? In-stru-mints?" "We have to make an educated guess, Ax. And don't call me 'prince.'" "Yes, Prince Jake." Tobias had come to rest on a high lamppost. Hawks have amazingly good hearing, so he could still hear us talking. I looked up at him. "Tobias? You're the one who keeps track of entrances and stuff. What's your best estimate?" "And
of them shouted threats and obscenities. Others just sat wearily on the ground. They were the creatures whose Yeerks were in the pool at the moment. There was a nicer area, almost like a beach club, where "voluntary" hosts hung out. Some humans. A lot of Taxxons. Both areas were larger and busier than when I'd last been there. There had to be fifty or even a hundred hosts in those cages. Wait a minute, I thought. There are a lot more than a hundred Yeerks in the pool. Of course. Obviously, a
just proved she was smart. The Visser had a temper. And when the Visser got mad, heads always rolled. Literally. So. Two bats and Ax. That left two of us not accounted for. Where would they be keeping the bats? Duh, Rachel. The same place they were dragging Ax. I began to follow the drag marks. They led toward a low windowless building. There was a sign above the door. It was in lettering I didn't recognize. But there was a feeling about the place. A bad feeling. Should I rush in and try to
If any of them had shown initiative, they could have probably taken us out. They might well have been able to get Marco before he could hit one of the barrels. But you know what? Terrified underlings never show initiative. The Yeerks there may have hated us. But they were terrified of Visser Three. We freed Jake, Tobias, and Ax. Then we headed, very carefully, for one of the exits. We climbed the stairs backward, with Marco pointing the Dracon beam the whole way up. Only because of Tobias did
he's not wacko? I mean, he is, right? He jumped off a building." "Lawyer Barbie could save him," Sarah said. "Actually, it's a little worse than that," my mom said, gathering Sarah up into her arms. "Apparently this poor man claims he has an alien living in his head." My heart beat three times real fast. Then stopped. "He calls them Yerks or Yorks or something." Chapter 6 "So that's the nuthouse," Marco said with satisfaction as we all gazed up the hill at the pleasant-looking but weirdly