But the Yeerks have the power to take over other bodies. In their natural state they were just big slugs who lived in a sludgy pond called a Yeerk pool. Somewhere up there in cold space, up in orbit, was the Yeerk mother ship. The thermal pushed up beneath our wings and we circled higher and higher and higher, till it almost seemed we could touch space. Warm air rose in an invisible bubble, a thermal. And normal kids don't spend their free time fighting to save the world from the nightmares called Yeerks. Mostly, I still just feel like a nor mal kid you know? But I guess normal kids don't turn into elephants or bald eagles. I guess that's as good a name as any for what we are. Marco came up with a name for us, for what we are now. Just five: Jake, Cassie, Marco, Tobias, and me. I've watched as the evil gray slugs writhe and squeeze in through the ear and take over what was a free human being. I've heard the cries of despair from those doomed to be slaves of the Yeerks. Yes, there really is something worse than death. And if they ever find us, it will be the end. If I told you my last name, the Yeerks would be able to find my friends and me. And we won't tell you the name of our town, or our school, or even what state we are in. Whenever I do use a last name, it's a fake. None of us will ever tell you our last names.
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