Hey everyone, this is my first ever fanfic so I'm sorry if it isn't very good.
The ninth scar. Number Four.
The sirens wail in the distance as the helicopter violently shakes again.
Hundreds of Mogadorian warriors are now inside the chopper the contains the last of the Loric resistance John and Sarah.
Setrakus Ra pulls out his golden cane with a hideous smile on his face leading the many mogs.
His goal.
End the war.
Kill Pittacus Lore.
John screams at Sarah to get behind him as he desperately tries to fend of the advancing mogs with his lumen.
For as many mogadorians that are burned to ash from the fire, another 5 will come to take his place.
It is a helpless position.
They are trapped.
Behind him John heard Sarah scream as she was flung back 10 feet from the fire of a mogadorian cannon.
From nothing but anger and desperation John felt all the power flowing through him and then blasted it all out with a massive cry.
The unseen blast killed many mogs and injured easily 50 others.
'There is still hope' John thought.
He smiled at the memory of his cepan Henri and all his teachings.
John is snapped back to reality when Sarah cried out his name from where she laid on the floor firing at the mogs blindly.
He sprinted over to her and placed his hands on her injuries , waiting for the familiar icy feeling to flow through him.
It never comes.
A blue bolt of lightning came from Setrakus' cane, taking away John's legacies.
John looked up frantically and saw that over a thousand mogs had now overtaken the helicopter.
He realised this situation was helpless.
He was out of options.
They would kill both of them.
'I can keep her alive' John though looking at Sarah for one of the last times.
John then picks Sarah up over his shoulder and smashes open the window with his bare fist, hectic to keep her alive.
'John!' Sarah yelled for the second time in a minute. 'Don't do it!'
He ignored her and locked eyes with his mortal enemy one last time.
Setrakus ra smirked in satisfaction knowing he had finally destroyed the last of the loric.
John then looked at Sarah one last time.
"I'm so, so sorry Sarah."
"I love you."
Sarah didn't have the chance to say anything more to him.
John jumped out the window positioning Sarah on top of him, just like when Mark James' house was burning.
Just this time it was a much, much bigger fall.
Then they hit the floor, with John's body protecting Sarah from anything fatal.
Making the ultimate sacrifice for her.
The last thing he felt when he died was a pain he was all so familiar with by now.
The ninth loric scar.
The scar of pittacus lore.
The last dead.
Number four.