It's not really centered, that's just the way things look on FF.net. But if you want I could repost it here and make it look... um... different.
Chapter 1
My name is Adam Wetowski. I'm seventeen years old, about 5'10'', and slightly chubby at 180lbs. I have brown eyes and long black hair. I'm into rock music and can play a variety of instruments, but if I had to choose a main one it would be the drums. Although I kind of look like the stereotypical “rocker” I'm actually fairly shy and quiet most of the time. I go to Pleasant Valley High School and I'm in the 12th grade. My home address is 1342 Valley Rd in Gilbert, Pennsylvania. My cell number is (610) 681-6766 and my social security number is 160-42-8752.
Why am I being so careless with my personal information? Well, I'm not worried about it since you'll never meet me. Ever. No matter what you do. Oh sure you might meet someone with the same name, description, and maybe even same social security number at some point in the future, but that's not truly me.
You see, I'm from the future. I was born July 8th 2017 and since I'm 17 now that would make it 2034. Now, I know what you must be thinking and no, life isn't like it's shown on The Jetsons yet. And this message wasn't sent to describe every new invention or how every sports team has done in the past 20 years either. This message was sent as a warning. If the following starts to sound familiar then you could be in grave danger.
Around forty years ago (around 20 counting from your time) the invasion of Earth began. The invaders weren't little green men from Mars or anything that friendly, they were a parasitic alien species called “The Yeerks”. They basically crawl into another organism's brain and take full control over the physical portion of it. Since their natural form resembles a slug they're pretty pathetic on their own. They need hosts, or “controllers” as everyone calls them, to do anything useful at all. And once they began to figure out that they could control other people's bodies they did what every other known civilization has tried to do: gain power by taking over as many resources as possible. And in the Yeerk's attempt at total conquest of all other races they eventually stumbled onto our little planet. Even though they may be slug-like in appearance that doesn't mean they're stupid though. They didn't come in with guns blazing and take everything by force. Not for a while anyway. They were after hosts more than anything else. Killing off a large number of humans wouldn't have been the best plan. So at first they came in stealthily and slowly started to build some hidden infrastructure. They kept everything everything hidden from the public while they began to accumulate some hosts.
They would've become unstoppable if not for one small thing. A mini battle was fought in Earth's orbit in the year 1996. It was between the Yeerks and their galactic foes the Andalites. One of the damaged Andalite ships managed to make it down to the surface of Earth and crash landed into a construction site. And it just so happened that five kids were walking through the site at the same time. They met up with this Andalite and in his desperation he gave them the ultimate Andalite weapon - the power to change into any animal they touch – so they could fight against the Yeerk invasion themselves. And after a few years of brutal fighting they finally managed to win.
After the war was over the Yeerks were given two options: either die (always a valid option) or give up their bodies and become snakes. (There's a glitch in the Andalite “morphing” technology that makes it possible to do that. If you remain in a “morph” for too long, exactly two hours and thirty-three seconds, then your body stays that way permanently.)
It took a few weeks to track down all the Yeerks on Earth and let them decide what they wanted to do, but after those few weeks the Global Extra-Terrestrial Emancipation Team (Pronounced GET E.T.) finally made the announcement that there were no more natural Yeerks on planet Earth. Most of the information they needed they got from high-ranking Yeerk prisoners. That was enough to shut down most Kandrona Ray Emitters and starve most of the Yeerks out of hiding. (The Yeerks need Kandrona Rays to survive. It's kind of like light is to plants.) In conjunction with the Andalites the Team also developed ways of locating artificial Kandrona Ray Emitters by their... emissions which helped uncover the smaller and more secretive groups formed after the war ended. (Some Yeerks weren't too happy with their choices and weren't ready to give up the fight.) But the Team's methods weren't as full proof as they thought.
About six months after they said there were no more Yeerks on the planet Earth a small, still active, colony of Yeerks in Calgary, Alberta Canada was detected. Once their secret was out they all fought to the death in order to protect their species from extinction. It was a bloody massacre of innocent controllers by the ETF, but it was the only way to deal with those who didn't want to be dealt with.
[Humans were content with getting all the Yeerks in their natural forms off the planet Earth, but the Andalites had insisted on wiping them out as a race completely. Even on their own homeworld they gave them the choice to become stuck in a morph before poisoning their pools. They still had some cleaning up left to do, but Yeerks were very close to becoming extinct once and for all.]
After the Alberta Incident was cleared up it sparked another wave of Yeerk searches, but no more Yeerk colonies were found. After a few years people slowly grew confident in the fact that all the Yeerks were finally gone. They were wrong.
The reason I'm writing this message is to tell you that there's still one, at least one, hidden Yeerk colony that's still active right now. It's been hidden for over thirty years at my point in time, but I'm hoping that, with the right information, you can deal with them in your time while they're still weak. If you wait until my time then there will be drastic consequences. At the very least my timeline counterpart will have to go through the same two years of hell that I've been through.
Within the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania (draw a line straight North from Philadelphia and straight West from New York City. Roughly where they meet are the Pocono Mountains) lies a place called “The Birches”. It's not really a town or anything, it's more of a community. It's fairly big in size and is separated into East and West (North and South in the year 2034 as well). It's prized as a sort of “private” community although there are no real fences or boundaries or anything like that. All of the rich people live there and it's regarded as the best place to live for miles around. Doctors, lawyers, and even some politicians make their homes there. It's where everyone, if they had the opportunity, would want to live. But it holds a dark secret. Everyone who lives there has a Yeerk in their head. And there's an active Yeerk Pool hidden deep below the ground.
How do I know this? Well, I've seen it. With my own eyes. Many more times than I would've liked to. And I've also seen the shells of humans that have been controllers for way too long. And... I've also seen just how fiercely they'd fight to keep their cause alive and secret. If the things in this message seem familiar so far then you've got one hell of a task ahead of you... even if you have a twenty year head start on us.
Those Yeerks aren't simply going to admit everything and become snakes if you ask them nicely. They'll deny it. They'll deny everything I have said in this message so far about them. And they're good at hiding it too. They've kept themselves hidden for ten years in your time and that's not an easy thing to do when everyone's out looking for them. You need to be serious and swift with them. Your normal Kandrona Ray Emission Detectors won't work above ground because of the layers of coal underground interfere with the signals. You need to bring in some serious ground penetrating radar or something so you can find the entrances to the pool. (I can't help you by saying where all of them are because I'm not sure when each one was created, but most of them are hidden well in the basements of people's houses.) And you must act quickly. With this message going out into the public they'll be working extra hard to cover up what they can. And maybe they'll even move everything somewhere else and start from scratch. And if that happens I really can't help you then. You need to act now. It should be much easier to take them down since they only have a ten year head start instead of a thirty year one, but you MUST do it now. I know firsthand what will happen if you don't.
Like I said before I'm from the future, but I'm not from your future. I'm from a “parallel” future if you want to call it that.
[Although “parallel” isn't quite the best description. They never quite cross, but they're not continuous straight lines either. At times they get closer and farther apart. At least that's what 2034 physics says.]
Like it or not going back in time is physically impossible. There is no physical way to reverse the flow of time. You can slow it down and almost stop it if you go fast enough, but that's only relative to your surroundings. And, regardless of your surrounding, it can't reverse it's flow no matter what you do. That's why I simply can't send this message “back in time” and have everything work out well during my time. What's happened to me has happened to me and there's no changing it. The only reason I'm sending this warning it to save you some trouble in your future.
It's possible (although not with 2034 Earth technology, but I had a little extra help) to send small amounts of data to other “dimensions”. And if those dimensions are lined up properly then your message will be transferred “back in time”. That's the goal. That's what I'm hoping ends up happening. But there's no way of telling how much your own dimension resembles another one. They're falsely called “parallel” dimensions but they're not usually so parallel. We have to hope that the information in this message is relevant in some way, and probability laws state that there must be SOMEONE out there who can benefit from this information.
Many of the dimensions this document is being sent to are nothing more than globs of disordered energy. Some of them however have calmed down and formed matter. Some of those have formed suns and planets and everything else you know. Some of those have a planet Earth and in some of those it's actually inhabitable. On some of those inhabitable Earths people have formed and on some of those Earths people have evolved into what they are today. And now we get down to the minor details. In some of these Earths there are different nations. In some of these Earths a different president was elected. In some of these Earths you don't exist, or, if you do, then you ate something different for breakfast this morning. But, going by the law of probability, there's enough dimensions that some of them must be very close, if not exact matches, to my own. And as long as I can save at least one life then writing this all down was worth it. And if things do sound familiar and you do find a secret Yeerk colony nestled in “The Birches” then countless lives have already been saved.
The following is the story of what will happen if you don't act on the information provided in this warning message. Consider the following the greatest warning of all. The following is our story.
