This is my new story! And yeah, I'm horrible at these 'introduction' things. So in this, Five hasn't been found yet and Sam is with the others… I hope you all enjoy

Four:
Where in this, well, most people would call it 'a garage'. It's in the middle of nowhere and currently winter, who new that winters in England could be so cold? Well, anyone with a brain. We should have bought a heater, I mean, it's not like we don't have enough money or anything. I shiver in my sleeping bag.

Six unconsciously snuggles up to me. Which is awkward but hey! I'm not comparing, I've dumped Sarah for dobbing me in to the FBI. Not only that, but I have Sam and I've already lost him once to the Mogs, with another human… well things might get tricky. I shiver again, wishing that we had a heater. Why did we choose a garage? Oh yeah, that's right, we are supposed to be 'blending' in, blending in? Who lives in a garage?
I snuggle impossibly closer into my blankets and listen to the soft pitter-patter of the snow, slowly wind up into a storm.

Xxx

I wake up before Six does. She has snuggled up close to me so where touching. At first I grin, then I realise how much I'm being like Nine. I shake my head. Six wakes up with her arms stretching up.

"You move at night." I say. She spins around quickly, seeing how close we are and then jumps backwards. She blushes but gets up.

"I…I…" She starts. "Nine get up!"

She kicks his shins and he arouses.

"Wha?" He asks. "How the hell are you out of bed? I swear to god its -10000 degrees"

"Drama Queen." She mutters. She checks her watch. "It's actually -10 degrees Celsius."

"Everyone wake up!" I yell. The all sleepily wake up, but refusing to get out of there only warmth.

"Ok, if you get out of bed we'll buy a heater…" Six starts but everyone is already out, including me.

"Wait…" I say. "If we buy a heater, how are we going to plug it in?" I ask.

"Marina…" Six asks pleadingly. "Can you and Ella please cook?" She asks. Marina sighs but gets up, Ella following. She makes do with the little ingredients we have…

Flour.

Sugar.

Water and Egg.

She stirs at the batter.

Once stirred she puts it on a frying pan over the newly made fire. We all huddle close. I litterley go in so I'm touching the fire, but I still get warmth, despite my Lumen.

"Oi Four! I'm not getting any warmth here!" Nine complains.

"Me either!" Sam pipes in.

"And you think I care?" I ask.

Nine uses his telekinesis and lifts me off the fire and pushes me away.

I almost run into BK but catch my self. "Sorry BK." I mutter but this time decide to sit next to Sam. Marina is giggling and explaining how to make the breakfast to Eight, who doesn't seem to be focused on her words but on her. I muffle my laugh.

"Breakfast is ready!" Ella calls and hands us all a spoon and a bowl. Nine hits his spoon against the bowl continuously while we all join in chanting. "food, food, food." Marina scowls and gives us all one pancake.

It's actually pretty good, considering the current situation. I place my bowl down after about two spoonfulls.

"Four, do you have a new legacy or something?" Nine asks.

I look down at myself, expecting to see myself blue or something. "ah.. no?"

"I think you have super eating or something." He adds.

"Right. Well, I guess we have the same legacy then!" I say cheerfully. "Because you have obviously already mastered it."

Six laughs which makes me blush.

"Ooh! Someone likes Six!" Ella says, speaking to me using telepathy.

"No!" I prostest.

"mmm, sure."

I turn my attention back to the conversation.

"Can we go by a heater now?" I whine. Every one nods eagerly and we leave the garage.

Five:

I roll over, with my brown hair flicking at my eyes. Brush it away swiftly. I lunge for another attack but instantly get thrown to the ground again. I get up again, more determined. I let the sweat mixed with blood drip down my face. I growl as I decide to go low and dive at my opponents ankles making it topple over me and face planting into the ground. I use this time to grab its arm and bend it so it's close to breaking.

"OK! Ok! You win!" My Cepan laughs. I stand up, happy that I won.

"Zoe!" I moan.

"I know I know, I shouldn't give up that easily. Sometimes I think your MY Cepan." She says. Her face is always cheerful. She never let what happened at Lorien affect our relationship. To me, we're best friends.

She grabs my arm and twirls me in for a hug she then trips me over, landing me softly on the ground and tickles me. I gasp for air between laughs.

I wake up to the soft footsteps. I jump off my bed, ready to fight, despite the sad memory. My Cepan, Zoe died about three years ago.

I tiptoe over to the kitchen and grab the closest knife and old it savagely in my hand. I roll behind the bench. The footsteps grow louder. I run to the direction of the noise.

"Run!"

I peer behind the couch to see nothing.

"You can't see it so run! Please!" A voice in my head tells me. I decide to let my self be shown.

"Hello?" I ask shakily. Trying to act scared, I'm scared, but not as much as I'm acting to be.

"Like it's gonna say. I'm in the kitchen, wanna sandwich?"

The voice of me Cepan is still in my head. She is still with me. I don't know how, but she still talks to me, no I'm not mad.

"Please run Five. While you can."

I walk closer to the footsteps. I can tell its close now.
"Who are you?" I ask again. Desperately trying to sound inniocent so when it attacks. It'll think I'm weak.

I hear more footsteps, going further away. I then hear the front door open and close. I race to the door and open it, to see a windy afternoon.

"So close." I whisper.

"Good, they left. Now leave this place, leave the city."

I nod and grab my chest. And any close belongings before leaving the house. I stroll out and instantly teleport Australia.

Yes, that's right, I can teleport to extreme proportions. But I can only teleport long distances.

I walk around a busy city. The cars creep slowly along in a slow line across the road.

Turns out I'm in Melbourne.

"To busy, get somewhere where's more… quiet…. But not too quiet."

Walk behind a tree before teleporting to the nearest hotel, this city is less, busy then Melbourne, called Perth.

After paying for a hotel room. I walk up and flop down onto the bed.

Now, start training.

"Ahh, no, I'm gonna go get some food." I correct her.

"ROOM SERVICE!"

I laugh and dial the room service number.

"Hello." An automated answering machine says. "Press 1 for room cleaning. Press 2 for food. Press 3…" I jab at the number 2.

"What food what you like today?" Asks a man.

"Could I please have… ah... a hamburger with extra cheese?" I ask.

"Right away ma'am." He hangs up.

I laugh enjoying the luxary.

I flop down on the bed twirling my hair and talking to Zoe.

"Luxary, I wish I was here." Zoe says sadly.

"I do too." I whisper.

"But never fear! I can still talk, right? Now, stop being sad and start enjoying things!" She says cheerfully.

"How are you still with me?" I ask.

"I don't know." She says.

The doorbell rings and I run to get it.

As soon as I open the door, I see a Mog. Teenage Mog. I pull him through the doorframe and thrash him onto a chair.

"How did you find me?" I yell.

"Your… your… your garde?" The Mog asks. I kick him where it hurts and spin him to the ground knocking him to the floor. The ground beneath me starts to shake. I stumble over knocking him to the ground and the vibrating stops.

"How… how did you do that?" I stutter.

"I'm Adamus, most people call me Adam, One gave me her legacies."
I stand there in shocked.

"Mog with legacies?" I ask. But tackle him to the ground.

He pins me down. "I'm here to help."
I nod, some part of me believing him, some part not.