Chapter 1

Marina:

He's gone. If it wasn't for Nine always being a jerk to Five, Eight wouldn't have needed to sacrifice himself.
After what five did I don't think ill be able to restrain myself if I see him again. I can count on one thing
and that is, he will pay for what he did to all of us. But for now we need to run, Nine is in a state of shock and I can't heal peoples minds. We need to meet up with what's left of the Garde and figure out what to do next. Six is invisible and going up ahead looking for signs of the mogs. We need to be ready for whatever they are going to throw at us. Right now I'm not sure
what I would do coming face to face with a mog. I would let the vile putrid thing suffer the way I am right now.

Six appears to my left "I think there's a road up ahead a few miles, once we get there we can take a car and head somewhere secluded."

"What if the mogs are waiting for us there? Then what do we do? Just wait for them to kill the rest of us the way Eight Died?" I think i was a little harsh on Six

"I said I was sorry" i hear Nine speak for the first time in hours. he sounds emotionless and i can see in his eyes that he may never be the same person again.

"You shouldn't have egged him on." I reply, then we all fall silent.

We trek on through the everglades, and now I wish I had Adelina. She could help me, she may not have been the best cepan but in the end she saved me and that's what counts. I want her to tell me everything will be okay and I need her to explain what the remainder of the items in my chest are. I just want some guidance in my life.

"Why don"t you try and contact Ella?" I ask Six after what seems like days of silence.

"I've been trying but she hasn't said anything. I think she might still be in her coma with John." When i see Six mention John she starts to tense up a little like she's holding something back. i wonder whats happening between the two of them. Whatever it is it doesn't matter. What matters is killing all the damn mogadorians in the universe. They destroyed Lorien, all our families and friends, our homes, and my only love. I decide to start practicing my new legacy, the air starts to get colder and i see Six and Nine looking at me.

"I might as well work on it so I will be of use to you guys from now on. we should separate a little so we can keep watch of anyone approaching us." Before they can reply I go to the swamp to my right and freeze a path for me, I start running along it firing sharp icicles at all the trees I pass. They explode on impact shooting shards of ice in every direction. After a few miles I decide it's time to find Six and Nine again. Night is going to come soon and I use my legacy to see in the dark to find them. Once we meet up by a small stream i decide to practice my legacy some more. I freeze the stream entirely with one go. Six and Nine look at me surprised.

"Wow Marina, you're mastering your legacy so quickly." Six has been a little too nice recently, I don't like people acting fake.

"It just feels like I'm healing someone, I feel the iciness and it happens. We still need to find the others, where should we head?" I ask out of nowhere.

"We should head north, I think maybe even out of the US so we can train without problems of the government finding us." Six is starting to act like her old self again.

Nine:

I didn't mean it. It was my fault that Eight died, if I wasn't weak I could have saved Eight. If I wasn't such an ass eight would have lived and we could have smacked some sense into that traitorous piece of crap. He called himself Loric but he is as worthless as the mogadorians. How could anyone in their right mind side with them? The American government is doing it, but they must have their reasons and Setrakus Ra must have fed them some lie to gain their trust, but what lie would make them help hunt and kill the last 18 people of an alien race? We have been travelling for a few hours since Eight was killed, Barely any words have been spoken.

I think its about midnight when we see headlights, we all share the same expression of hope so we sprint to the car at inhuman speeds. We go about 2 miles ahead of the car and get the drivers attention. It's a man in his early 30's i assume and he appears not to be of any harm.

"What are all you kids doing out here so late?" He questions us.

"We got lost after we went in after a friend that went overboard our tour boat. we've been wandering around for 3 days." I'm surprised at how well Six is lying to this complete stranger.

"My name is Ralph by the way and it's nice to meet all of you." The stranger says to break the ice after 5 minutes of driving

"I'm Maren Elizabeth and this is Stanley and Marina, it's nice to meet you too Ralph." I'm surprised that Six was able to give some of our old fake identities away so easily.

"Where are you kids headed?"

Marina is the first to reply, "Any close motel will be fine thanks."

"I know a good one off Route 35 the owner is a good man, it's about a half an hour drive from here if you don't mind."

"Not at all." I reply

"So what exactly happened to the rest of your tour group?" He's asking way too many questions.

Adamus:

I'm too late. The John Hancock center is already blown up. I might as well check out the place before any more mogs or humans get involved. The first thing i see when in the lobby is bodies, about 10 dead humans laying in a row on the floor. I leave them and go to the elevator where i see a small piece of sheet metal covering something. I pull it away and see a button, i push it and instantly the elevator springs to life going up the entire building in a matter of seconds. When i get to the top the elevator dings and I see a familiar face, the infamous John Smith. I quickly explain my story including how i go ones powers and what happened with dust and the others.

"Sam and his father are waiting for me at the zoo. We should pack up everything we need and get out of here." John says coldly.

Half an hour later an we are on the road with an old beat up car we found. It barely runs but we eventually make it to the zoo and find Malcom, Sam, and some other human.

"We can save greetings for later, we need to get a move on!" I yell as two mog soldiers approach us, swords drawn.

"The car is on the left right on the outside of the exit." Malcom manages to spit out as he runs with us.

The car is in pretty bad condition, but the five of us and the six chimaera manage to pile inside. Dust goes on my lap in some kind of rabbit/mouse form, while the rest have become beagles with Bernie Kosar on the floor in front of John.

I'm hoping that John can heal the brains of the Chimaeras that had the lobotomies and undo some of the harm of the mogadorians. If he can we will have more of a chance to finish this war once and for all.