Six stood back, patiently awaiting my attack. I ran towards her, raised my fist, and swung.
She easily grabbed my hand with her telekinesis, and tossed me backwards. I skidded across the concrete.
I stood up and dusted my shirt off. Six smiled, and vanished. I frowned.
She appeared behind me and wrapped her arm around my neck, trapping me in a headlock. I kicked backwards, landing a blow on her kneecap. I whipped around; Six stunned; and kicked her again. She tripped and I delivered a drop kick.
She merely let out a quick moan and swept my feet out from under me. I thudded against the ground. I leaped up and rammed my hands squarely into her shoulders, making her stumble back. She tripped on a rock and fell on her back. I grinned as she scowled at me. She raised a hand and I was suddenly in the air, hanging upside down. I yelled a 'hey!'
She simply laughed and tossed me into the pool. The water crashed over me. I treaded up to the surface, a slight grin on my face. She lifted me up and out of the water with her telekinesis.
"I can tell you're getting a bit better.." She said.
"Oh really?" I laughed, twisting my shirt to wring it out. Six nodded, her eyes twinkling.
I sprinted over to her to shove her into the water. She smiled and disappeared. I let out an annoyed groan.
"Why do you have to do that?"
She reappeared right in front of my face. "Why not?"
Butterflies flooded my stomach, having her be so close. I could practically feel her warm breath over my nose and cheeks. She snickered, now blonde, wavy hair falling around her face. She padded into the house, leaving me alone outside.
I jumped back into the pool; already being wet. I swam around, wondering how I got sucked into being on the run with two aliens, battling other aliens. Yet- I had to admit, it was the most exciting thing that had happened to me in a long time.
I floated onto my back. I closed my eyes, letting my mind wander. What happens if we defeat the Mogadorians? I know John and the others will have to go back to Lorien, but.. Will I just lead a normal life again? I'm scared to think of a life without the Garde. I was jerked out of my thoughts as John called out to me.
"You hungry, or what?" He said.
I replied, slightly annoyed, "Yeah.."
"Okay, c'mon!" He said, and stepped back inside. I heaved myself out of the pool to follow him.
I shook my head vigorously, waterdroplets spraying in all directions.
I poked my head inside to see Marina, John, Six, Eight, Nine, and Ella huddled around a pizza.
"Can I come in? My clothes are all wet.." I said, frowning.
Nine turned to face me. "Yeah, we don't care. Get in here."
I nodded, looking down at my sopping wet clothes. "Okay."
I stepped inside and squeezed into the group.
"Finally decided to join us, Sam?" John laughed. I gave a sarcastic 'ha, ha' and grabbed a paper plate.
With all of John, Six, Eight, Nine, and Marina's money combined, it was enough to buy us a great sized house with plenty of cash left over. Marina and Ella shared a room, John got his own room, Eight got his own room, Nine and I shared a room, and Six's room was shared with no one. We had four bathrooms, an upstairs, main floor, basement, etceteras.
I sat down at the table to wait for everyone else. I always felt kind of annoyed, being the only one without some kind of awesome powers, but I was still accepted. I'm really just thankful to be alive- I honestly believed I was going to die in that Mogadorian cave. I glared down at the thick scars crisscrossing all over my body. I squeezed my eyes shut, the horrible flashbacks all returning to me.
Setrakus Ra laughed; a cold, nasty laugh as I was dragged into the center of the cave by two Mogadorian soldiers. They hung me by my wrists, suspended over the bubbling green lava lake. I shook; trying to wriggle out of the cuffs, yet knowing it was no good.
Setrakus Ra curled his lips, beckoning one of his Mogs to him. The Mog handed him a gleaming razor blade. The leader grinned maliciously at me, holding the blade up for me to see. It was made of some kind of metal that in no way could be found on Earth; it had a slight red glow emanating from it. He stepped towards me.
"Tell me where Four is," He snarled, his ugly pointed teeth inches from my face.
"I'm not telling you anything! John will get here with Nine, and you'll ALL be dead!" I snapped, hiding my terror.
Setrakus Ra smiled and shoved the razor into my skin. He ripped it down my arm. I cried out in agony; it wasn't just any blade cut- my skin bubbled and fizzed, wearing away slowly. Blood cascaded down my forearm, dripping off my fingers and into the lava lake.
"Where is he?!" The Mogadorian leader growled.
"I told you, I'm not telling you!" I said, my voice slightly shaky. Setrakus Ra brought the blade to my cheek, digging into it not hard enough to do damage, but to get his point across.
"I want his location now. I'll cut off all your limbs if I have to," Setrakus Ra grinned and dug the razor in with more force.
I clenched my teeth and spat, "You're not getting his location. Kill me if you want to. I'll never say anything."
"Very well." The leader smirked and yanked the blade down my face and over my jaw. I gave a loud shout, my face rocketing into pain. It burned, and I could hear the crackling of my skin as it was destroyed. Setrakus Ra just laughed and held out his hand; awaiting his next weapon to torture me with. A Mog set a vibrating, crystal dagger on his hand. Setrakus Ra's eyes gleamed with excitement. He closed his hand around it and the blade erupted to life with a blinding flash.
Setrakus Ra slashed the blade over my shirt without warning, and the cloth was blanketed with flames. I shouted in surprise, the fire connecting with my stomach. For the second time, I felt my skin bubbling and sizzling, crackling away and falling to the lake below. I cried out in pain.
'I'm never getting out of this, am I? I'm going to die here..' I thought, my teeth clenched together and my knuckles white from being balled together so tightly. I shook violently.
"Please.. Stop.." I pleaded, tears streaming down my cheeks. The flame burning my skin away had subsided, leaving an unbearable burning.
He chuckled and placed the dagger's blade on the underside of my wrist. Suddenly, it clicked- He was going to make me bleed out.
He was going to cut my vein and torture me; while I was just slowly but surely bleeding to death. 'Good job, Mogadorians.' I thought, and braced myself. He slit my wrist, right above the vein. I twitched. I heard him snicker as he jabbed the dagger into my vein.
The pain was unbelievable. I screamed, feeling poison spread throughout my body. So he was going to poison me, was he?
Adding onto the blood flowing from my wrist, I could feel my body convulse. My mind was flickering on and off. I was floating in and out of consciousness- The poison acted extremely quickly.
"Don't let him die." I heard Setrakus Ra bark to one of his Mogs.
"We won't." It replied, and I was injected with some kind of needle. It kept me awake; my whole body was screaming against it. My body needed to fall unconscious.
"You have one chance to tell me where Four is." Setrakus Ra snarled.
I moaned. "I.. I'm n- not telling.. You." I fought to get the words out. I knew, even I was killed for it, that I would not give John away.
"Alright.." He said. "Bring him to the heating cell.
"Yes, sir," The Mogs replied. The same two soldiers unhooked me from my cuffs and dragged me away from the crowd. We turned down a long corridor, doors lining the walls, agonized screams leaking out of all of them. We came to a stop at a large, metal door labeled 'Heating Chamber.' The Mogs unlocked it and swung it open. They shoved me inside. The stench of death wafted everywhere.
They laughed menacingly. "Good luck."
More metal made up the walls, and of course, a metal flooring. I was terrified. Was I going to be cooked alive?
Suddenly, one wall lit up with orange lights. Immediately, strong heat waves flooded off of it. The other walls followed.
"Oh no.." I looked down. The floor would be burning hot, and all I would be able to do was burn. Slowly; painfully.
It lit up. I started to breathe heavily upon its own killer waves heating up my feet. I stripped off my shirt. I was already starting to sweat.
"Oh, Lord help me.." I murmured. The next few days would be horrible.
Five days passed. Or was it six? Maybe even seven? Burns covered my body. I was so weak I couldn't stand. I was close to giving up; I was even losing hope in John coming for me. I tried to keep what Henri and John always reminded me; even themselves- 'There's always hope.'
I tried to always remember that there still WAS hope, and that I might not die.
A deafening crash made me bolt into a sitting position. I couldn't stop myself from shouting-
"JOHN!" It was a weak attempt at a shout. I knew he wouldn't hear me even if he were here, but then I remembered something.. His amazing hearing. I heard a faint voice, followed by more crashes.
"Sam!"
It had to be John. Who else? Mogadorians yowled and screeched. Surely Nine was here as well.
I heard the yell again.
"Sam! Where are you?!"
I fought for my voice to be loud enough. "I'M DOWN HERE!"
"I'm coming!" His voice was unmistakable now- John was here. I could sense his shoes pounding down my corridor.
"I'm here!" I called again. Suddenly, my door burst open. John stood there, his clothes singed.
"Sam.." He pulled me into a hug. "I'm so glad I found you. Nine and Bernie Kosar is out there battling Setrakus Ra and the Mogadorians. We have to get out of here, fast." He told me. I nodded.
"..How e-exactly am I going to r-run?" I asked.
"You should know the answer to that by now." With a slight grin, John lifted me into the air, scared to touch my burns and hurt me. He bolted down the hall. A voice called out.
"Johnny, you'd better hurry! I'm getting killed out here!"
We sped around the corner.
"Come on, Nine! I've got Sam, let's go!" Nine spun around and grinned. Bernie Kosar barked happily in seeing me.
"See you later, Setrakus!" He shouted. "Out we go!"