Hello! This is my first Lorien Legacies fanfic!Iread some of the Lorien Legacies stories and LOVE it, so I decided to write my own. What comes after Fall Of Five will be quite interesting I think, because there will be four different scenes: Five and Mogs; Marina, Six and Nine; John and Humans; Ella and Setrakus Ra. This is my first time writing a fanfic in a really long time, so no hate please! Give some feedback:)

I am starting with Marina's POV on how the story continues after they defeat and leave Five.

Marina POV

It's late. Very late. Nine and Six are fast asleep.

I'm wide awake though, keeping watch in case Mogadorians happen to creep up from behind and attack us. It's my shift now; Six and I take turns. Most of the time, Nine just sits around, numb, so we can't expect anything of him yet.

We're now 'staying' in a forest in Louisiana. It's been two weeks since Five's betrayal, our separation from John, Ella, Sarah, Sam and Malcolm, and also Eight's… death. We escaped easily enough after I took out Five's eye and the Mog ship came. Six simply turned invisible and we used the element of surprise to kill off as many Mogs as we could. Honestly though, I think that they let us get away, just so they can attend to Five's eye. The poor thing.

Since Nine's Chicago penthouse was destroyed, we have nowhere to go. We're just inching our way across the USA; on the run, killing Mogadorians (ever since we met Five, there has been FAR more Mogadorians than before) and covering our tracks. Thanks to the IDs Sam made us, we have managed to hitchhike, stay in inns, and most recently, hotwire a car (which we 'borrowed'). We have decided not to take a plane though, in case we get caught; in a plane, it's not so easy to escape. I'm now Stella Lopez, Six is Elizabeth Hardy, and Nine is Leonardo Leonardi (Sam's idea of a joke- Nine only acknowledges Leo for short- hehe). We are eighteen years old.

Six plans to make our way to Mexico as the surveillance isn't as tight there, and just figure out a way on how to reunite with the other Loric, as well as a more strategic plan on how to avoid the government and kill Setrakus Ra at the same time. It has been difficult, since none of us have our Chests or our Inheritance. We have to rely solely on our Legacies to defeat the Mogs.

It hasn't been easy. Literally every single day, we would meet at least a herd of Mogs. Six and I only just manage to defeat them; and without the healing stone, I'm the only one who can heal our injuries. Now that I have a new legacy, Cryokynesis, which is the ability to manipulate, create and control any type of ice. It's pretty cool and powerful; after feeling a bit useless and weak compared to the other Loric, I feel proud and happy that I can help fight the war with this attacking ability. Whenever I use my legacy, I feel an icy cold sensation radiating through me, a bit like my healing ability, but only colder, darker, scarier and more powerful. Six and I have been training together so that I can gain more control of it. After taking out Five's eye, I feel more confident, like I'm ready for anything, although I feel guilty for attacking Five. Much as he deserved it, he's also Loric and my kin. I hope we can convince him to become good again. (Okay… typical Marina niceness… sorry)

Nine is no help; he's a nervous wreck. Ever since Eight's passing, he's been constantly blaming himself. If not for his big mouth and usual cockiness, Five probably wouldn't have lost his temper, wouldn't have tried to kill Nine, Eight wouldn't have come to his defence, and Eight wouldn't have died. I think of It every day, but deep inside, I know that it isn't Nine's fault. Five is working for the enemy. He would have killed any of us either way sometime. Six thinks I'm being way too kind, but I have never blamed Nine, and I already forgive him, although he keeps apologizing, speaking so softly that we have to tiptoe to listen to him.

Nine has completely changed. I would have found it funny, but instead, I'm worried. I wish that he would come out of his shell and become his usual egoistic blundering self. Nine hardly talks at all. He became withdrawn and does not help us fight battles; while we fight, he usually sits at a corner, staring into space, only defending himself by strangling the Mogs with telekinesis when they come within a five metre radius of him. He doesn't train or talk bullshit at all as usual, and he's become really insecure without his pipe staff (we couldn't fix it, the broken pieces are now kept in his pocket). Every night, Nine wakes up screaming or sobbing, but he wouldn't tell us what he dreamt of. It's probably a dream or vision from Setrakus Ra, and I have this feeling that much worse is to take place soon. Six wants to tell him to get over himself, but I tell her to leave him be. I understand.

Eight… I think of him all the time. I miss him- the way he throws back his head and laugh, the twinkle in his eyes, his teasing manner, his gruff but kind voice. I miss the way he held my hand, the way he comforted me whenever I was down. I wish that we had spent more time together, like our walk by the lake; where we felt like a couple. I wish that I had been more intimate and loving towards him. I wish that I told him that one last time, "I love you."

But now it's too late. He's gone, encased in ice. I left him, abandoned him, to save myself. The Mogadorians most likely have him now, and Setrakus Ra would have taken his pendant to hang it around his neck, the fourth pendant… the thought makes me sick. I feel that it's my fault, that he's gone, that he will never come back. I miss him so, so much.

I am jolted from my reverie as I see the dark night sky began to disintegrate, being replaced by the pink and orange hues of sunrise. Time to wake up and continue our journey. Silently, I shake Six and Nine awake.

"Come on," I whisper, "It's time to wake up."

I hope you liked it! Which POV do you suggest I do next?And if you have a Lorien Legacies story for recommendation, please tell me, thank you3