Chapter 1: Four

I couldn't believe it, my one, and only Sarah Hart, is now gone. No. It can't be, there must be a way I can get to her, why can't Marina heal her? I could still heal her, in time, I can, can't I?

I hear Six get on the phone. "I'm sorry Four, I'm sorry I couldn't save her," I hear tears coming from Six, I know it's not her fault. Six has been with me through all of this, I couldn't blame her for this. "I'm so sorry, I-"

I manage to mutter a few words. "It's ok Six, it's not your fault, I should have seen it coming." Sam looks at me, I know he's figured out what's happening, he can clearly see the several tears streaming down my face, it won't be long until I have an emotional break down. I see a tear go down Sam's face, realising that he's actually known Sarah longer then I have.

After an awkward silence, Six speaks. "Four, I know it's not a good time to ask, but, when are you getting here, or where should we meet, I know this is hard, but, we got to keep moving, we have to escape, before they attack us again."

"I understand," I say, trying my best to get out actual words from my mouth. "We need to get back where they are firing, the cities, we need to keep fighting, to find the other humans, that have legacies, to win this war, you'll know where that is right? We were all in Ella's weird telepathic vision thing."

"Ok Four, stay safe," Six says, and she really does care, she really means it. "I mean it."

"I will, you stay safe as well, I can't afford losing you as well," When I finish that, I pretty much regret saying that, I remember Sam and Six. Somewhere deep inside, me, I feel a pang of envy. Not good. Six ends the call, and I shiver. "Ok guys we gotta get going, Walker, lead us to, you know where." Walker nods. I'm still trying to be as confident as I can, the great leader that I usually am. Sam wraps his arm around my shoulder, patting my front, while we slowly head to the small boat. His tears have dried off, but he still looks very down. Daniela, Nine, and Five, don't say anything, not knowing what to say, we've all experienced people we love dying, it part of life, part of war.

We're in the boat, nobody with enough courage to speak. The silence continues, as I stare into the clouds, soon probably going to be filled with Mogadorian warships. All of this thinking let's my mind go a little off Sarah, but it still makes me sad, to even think that we're going to lose. I'm not saying we will, we just might, but if we all get together, everyone with legacies, we have a chance of defeating the Mogs. Half way through the ride, the horrible break down over Sarah starts, I was just reminded of Sarah, and I suddenly feel dozens of tears sliding down my face. Everyone looks at me, not sure what to do, I realise I'm sobbing into my hands louder than I expected to.

That's when Nine finally decides to talk. "Hey dude, you alright, you seem a little upset." Nine doesn't always have the best choice of words, but I'm grateful that he's trying. To answer Nine's question, I starts sobbing louder, and Walker surprisingly hands me a pack of tissues from her bag, was she expecting a mental break down like this? "I guess not," Nine mutters as he turns to look away, trying not to make it even more awkward than it already is.

I've never felt more pain in my life, and I've been through a lot. The sad part is, I can't use my healing legacy to fix this pain, that I'm feeling.