#i Will get back into animorphs ok it's on my summer to-do list im gonna read these shitty books if it's the last thing i do

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i forgot that im posting these again so heres some more animorphs shit hjdkgsl

the gang’s all here (tag urself im #notmarco) -

(Cassie) But Rachel was wrong. It hadn't dawned on her yet, or maybe on the others. But I know Jake. There was only one life that Jake would trade away like this. Marco, too, knows Jake very well. There was a history between Jake and the evil force called Crayak. It was Jake, more than any of us, who destroyed the Howlers and saved the Iskoort, two terrible blows against Crayak. Jake assumed that he would be the one to die. Marco had seen this instantly. He wasn't arguing in favor of the awful future we'd seen. He was arguing for the life of his best friend. - I felt Marco staring at me. He wanted to see if I understood. I met his gaze. I nodded slowly. I wanted to explain. Jake meant more to me than anyone in the world. He meant as much to me as my own parents. But I couldn't walk away from this. The society we'd just glimpsed? No. Whatever the price we paid we had to stop that. Marco smiled a small, sad half smile, accepting my verdict. - Marco turned away from Jake. The grin disappeared. He looked like he wanted to cry. Our eyes met again. And not for the first time I realized how smart Marco is underneath all the jokes. He knew we were going to do it. He knew his best friend's life might be the price we paid. He also knew we couldn't go into this hopeless battle thinking about nothing but that single, terrible fact. I leaned close to Marco, so that only he could hear, and took his hand in mine. "Crayak is not going to have him." Marco nodded. He squeezed my hand. "You got that right." -- dont even think about presenting me with this bullshit right now, u think u can do whatever u want but ur just a shitty book with toilet paper pages printed from the ass factory u cant just dictate my feelings like this who gave u the right, -

ive always loved cassie and marcos relationship tho? like all of their interactions are A+ since book 1 theyre just..... so good....... i love them -

(Rachel) I saw her mouth form the words "George Washington?" She couldn't see me, of course. <Yeah. George, National Daddy, -- 1. it seems that perhaps rachel can read lips after all 2. im going to sue -

damn i know this is just one of the extra books and theres a lot of time travel involved and there are a bunch of jake pov books after this chronologically so like personally im not super concerned about the fact that he just fucking straight up died, but now everyone else is reacting to his death and this is the shit i cannot and will not condone, how fucking dare u make me read this with my own two eyes, if i werent reading this digitally on my phone i would literally drive to the ocean right now and send this book sailing to the depths where it belongs with the rest of this world’s garbage -

(Rachel) Boats slammed into each other. The dead bodies went over the side to slip beneath the black water. Men were trying to shove Jake over. Lightening the boat. Marco fought them, but they knocked him back. <Cassie!> I cried. <What?> She was alarmed, she'd heard the guns. But she didn't know. <Cassie . . . Jake ... his body! You have to get it. You can't let it. . . > <Oh, my God!> she wailed. I saw her surface. She was downstream. She fought her way back up. She would find Jake. She would. But there would be so many bodies for her to look through. I saw him go under, sinking. An ice floe glided over him. I saw Marco. Yelling. Crying. -- lik e......... No, -

(Cassie) My mind was nothing but pain now. Nothing but guilt. Marco and I were going to save him from Crayak. We were going to keep him alive. But in a flash, in a battle that should never have happened, in a war I hadn't even paid attention to in school, he'd died. I couldn't feel this pain. Couldn't. It was a hole inside me. It was a twisting knife. - Stop this iss ufucking bullshit i dotn need to witness htis -

(Marco) <Where are we?> Ax wondered. "A boat. Ship of some kind," I said. "Down below. Morph to human, man." <Perhaps not just yet,> Ax said. <We appear to be trapped. Enclosed behind this barrier of rope.> He was right. We were trapped. I tried to push at a coil of rope. My fingers were trembling. "Sorry," I said. <Sorry for what?> I leaned against the wall of rope and threw up. Jake had slipped right under the water. Right under. They'd shoved him over the side and I couldn't stop them. A hole in his head. Like someone had put it there with a drill. I'd told Cassie we could protect him. I'd agreed: Crayak wouldn't have him. But it had happened so fast. One minute, nothing. The next minute, death everywhere. No arguing, no heroic actions, no nothing. It had taken a millisecond. And now . . . what could I do for him now? Nothing. No one could help him. His parents . . . he would never come home. What could I tell them? What could anyone tell them? - i ofuking hate this som uch i hate this!!! i ahte -

"Nice try, Andalites." He fired. The powder burned. The Time Matrix disappeared. Visser Four was gone. The powder trail burned and spit and crackled as it went around the corner. I looked at Ax. He turned a stalk eye on me and said a word he must have picked up from humans. - despite everything that’s happening i am so fucking delighted by this one specific thing in this moment oh my god ax Please -

(Cassie)   "You died, Jake," I said. "You died crossing the Delaware with Washington." I could see the spasm of shock on Jake's face. "Oh, my God," he whispered. "Did ... I mean, in the end, did we do it? Did we put it all back right? Did we make it right?" I went to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "No. We didn't make it right. But we put it back, Jake. Leave it at that. We put it all back." - ...ok like i love these books to death dont get me wrong but what underwhelming anticlimactic bullshit ending is this like???? “looks like jake isn’t dead after all, anyway the end bye” ummmmm