This just came to me, I wrote it.
I don't own Lorien Legacies.
John stood next to Nine. They had just stopped in the middle of their run through the Mog Base. They had been running after being separated from the others. They had stopped when they came across an army of Mogs. When they stopped, the army already chasing them stopped, blocking their exit. Both armies had their blasters drawn, all pointed at the teenage alien's hearts.
"Shit." Nine whispered under his breath.
"What now?" John whispered.
"We kick ass." Nine replied.
"One move, and both of you die." The head Mog in front of them said, a grin on his pale face.
"That's not an option Nine." John whispered.
"Then... Then I run up the wall and drag your ass behind me." Nine replied.
"I'm pretty sure that qualifies as moving." John replied.
The Mogs smiled wider. They were enjoying this, and for once they wouldn't need them alive or for bait to catch the others. They knew the others were in the base already.
"It's been fun, but we have things to do, Garde to kill, pendants to deliver to the great leader, and a planet to take over," The head Mog smiled, "Too bad you won't be there to see it."
"Its been a pleasure Johnny." Nine said, still not dropping his attitude.
"Yeah, its been pleasure." John replied.
The Mogs fired.
Marina dropped to the ground. She saw Eight and Six drop as well. Her ankle burned, but it wasn't the same as the other three times. It was twice the pain normally felt. She slowly removed her hands from her ankle. She saw two scars burning into her flesh instead of just one.
Two grade were dead.
John and Nine...
Ella was next to Marina, tears in her eyes.
"John and Nine..." Ella whispered sadly, "What are we gonna tell Sam? and Sarah?" Ella whispered, putting her hands in her hair.
"I don't know. I just don't know."
Maybe it was stupid, maybe it was poorly written, but it's my first Lorien Legacies fix, so plz don't flame!