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Chapter 1
John/Four POV
I groan as I get slammed into the floor . We're training today and as usual, it means Six gets a chance to beat us up.
" And Six wins again!" exclaims Sam " For like the eighth time today," he adds under his breath.
"I heard that!" I say and he chuckles.
"Why don't you try your luck Sam?" Six inquires with a smile. He pales immediately and shakes his head.
"I cant, I'm still recovering from last time,"he stammers.
"That was like two weeks ago!" I protest.
"And I still have a massive bruise!"he answers as he lifts his shirt to reveal a large black,blue and green bruise on his chest.
" Oh come on, I didn't even put half my power into that punch," Six protests.
"Yeah well I don't have your alien strength and endurance," Sam retorts.
"That has nothing to do with it !"
" Actually it has everything to do with it,"
I tune out the rest of their mini arguement and look up at the sky. It's a brilliant blue with a smattering of white, puffy clouds. A gentle breeze carries the faint sent of freshly cut grass. We've been in this house for a two weeks.Cars zoom by us on the motorway,hurrying to get to their destinations.
We've been staying in this run down shack for a week now, still recovering from the battle at paradise.The house looks like it's stood here for centuries and one flick of a lighter (or lumen) would set the whole thing ablaze in seconds.We are lucky that the taps are still working because judging by the thick coating of dust on everything, nobody has been here for a while.
I turn my attention from our accomadation to my friends(who are still bickering). Sam is wearing shorts and a black shirt with a nasa cap covering his messy brown hair. He still walks with a slight limp after paradise but other than that he's fine. Six is wearing a tank top and workout pants. The sun glints of her jet black hair as it flows through the breeze. I find myself checking my fellow loric out more than I should be and instantly lower my gaze, embaressed. But Six seemed to sense me looking at her and turns around to smile at me.
I'm just about to smile back when there's a loud bang drom the door and mogs suddenly start streaming in to the garden...
Unknown POV
I follow the garde that I've identified as number seven. I stalk her from the shadows and watch her every move, waiting for the right time. But it doesn't come. She sticks to mostly crowded places and always has a young red-headed girl with her. I need to get to her soon or the others are going to get her before I do but I can never seem to find the right opportunity. I toughen my resolve and speed up to meet her but am stopped by a crazy driver not abiding the rules of the road. By the time
I find her again she us at the door of the convent and I've lost my chance. However, just as she's about to go in she turns around looks straight at me. Recognition and fear register on her face as she realises what I am and she darts inside.
Well, so much for secrecy.
Thats the end of chapter one guys, review and tell me who you think the unknown POV is and if this is any good(ha ha). I don't know when I'll next update ,or even if i will if nobody likes it, but hope you enjoyed!!!