This is an I am Number Four fanfic! please read it, I worked really hard on it
Broken sundown fatherless showdown
Gun hip swollen lip bottle sip yeah I suck dick
Loose grip on gravity falls sky blinding crumbling walls
River sweep away my memories of
Children's things a young mother's love
Before the yearning song of flesh on flesh
Young hearts burst open wounds bleed fresh
He was running, running for his life. I could feel his heart beat in my chest and it was thumping out of control as he swung from the trees, trying to escape whatever was chasing him. His warrior was dead; the person who had taken care of him since as long as he could remember had been killed right before his eyes. The pain of it sliced through the both of us. Just then, the Mogadorian grabbed him by the throat and snatched his pendant, then stuck him through with a long, serrated blade.
I awoke with a scream, the sheets of my bed wrapped around my sweaty limbs and mg right leg was throbbing with an intense, familiar pain.
"ADAM" I screamed bloody murder for my guardian, I couldn't stop the sobs that rocked my chest, the blade that had been stuck into number threes stomach still felt like it was lodged in my own. Adam rushed in, on full alert he switched on the light and ran over to me. His dark eyes were searching my own as he grabbed my shoulders. Coco hurried in behind him, his ears stuck strait up and his gray eyes looked alert, he always was so human like. The little australian Terrier made the leap up onto my bed and instead of jumpind onto my lap like a normal dog would do, he sat calmly beside me, watching Adam try to told me down and avoiding my thrashing arms.
"Quinn, shhh" He tried to calm me down holding me against the bed, my arms and legs flailing and tears running uncontrollably down my cheeks. He saw the blood that stained through the light lavender sheets that he had bought me a couple of months ago when we had first moved to this little town. My calf had earned another scar, and the circular cut was just as deep bloody and painful as the other two had been. We shared a panicked look and he stood up, going to get the first aid kit I presumed as I scooted my limp body up, until my back rested against the head board of the bed. Coco came closer and I grabbed him in my arms and scratched his furry head.
"Number three is dead" I whispered, just before he exited the room. His back went stiff under the black t-shirt he wore and he slowly turned to face me.
"And this time I saw him die" I breathed in through my nose, and out through my mouth, calming myself down. Adam looked confused as he walked out of the room, just to return about 10 seconds later with the first aid kit we kept in the bathroom cupboard. He sat at the foot of my bed and grabbed my leg in his large callused hand. The last time he had, had to bandage me was when I was twelve and I had fallen from a tree branch I had been leaping too, scratching the shit out of my knee.
"How did he die?" Adam asked putting peroxide on the cut. I hissed and he gave me the 'don't be such a baby and answer me' glare. Coco looked up and seemed to give me that glare too. I gave both of them a dirty look before I answered.
"A Mogodorian stabbed him, after they killed his guardian" I replied as he finished wrapping layers and layers of gauze around my calf. He tried to keep his face as stoic and unreadable as possible, but I had known him all of my life. And I could tell when he was faking. He was just as scared as I was, they were killing us off in order. If one, two and three were already dead…then there was only number four closing the gap between them coming for me next. He pushed my legs off his lap and stood up, his arms folded across his broad chest. I had known Adam since birth, or so I had been told. He had been close friends with my parents back on Lorien, before the Mogodorians had invaded. He was in his mid thirties, stood tall at about 6 foot and had dark brown eyes and dark hair. His dark eyes were framed by the crows feet that came with watching after me.
"I wont let anything happen to you" It was something that he had said to me ever since I was a child, it soothed me in a way, made me believe that nothing could touch me as long as he was with me. I gave him a forced smile and he flicked the lights back off. I pulled the blood stained sheets over me, and stayed up all night, staring at the cling, distracted by the pain in my leg.
The next week at school passed in a daze. I couldn't stop thinking about number three and I wondered if the other numbers felt the same. I wondered where number four was…if the mogodorians were catching up to him. That though made my stomach lurch and I wished that Adam would let me hunt the number down…
"Quinn. Hello, earth to Quinn?" Sarah's camera flashed in my eyes and I looked over at her. Her face was scrunched up, in slight annoyance. I blinked a couple of times, 'til the black spots in mu vision cleared.
"Sorry. I was spacing" I explained to her and she laughed awkwardly and nodded, her blond curls bouncing.
"Yeah, I could see that. As I was saying before you zoned into outer space" she tapped on my temple and I swatted her hand away with a laugh.
"There's a new guy, I met him when I was in the principal's office" Sarah gushed and I knew she was smitten.
"Wow Sarah the badass, principal's office and a boy, all in one day?" I teased her and she flushed lightly. The bell then rang, releasing us from the tortures of Calculus…honors style. I shoved my folders into my book bag then slung it around my neck, adjusting the strap to fit comfortably on my chest.
"So is this new guy cute?" I asked her as we exited the class room and entered into the hallway full of gossiping teens. I was actually surprised that me and Adam had lasted six months here. The town of Paradise Ohio: Population 575, and all of those five hundred and seventy five people talked to each other. It was a death trap for people that didn't know how to keep their mouths closed and hold their secrets in.
"Ye-" Sarah was cut off mid sentence as I laid my eyes on the "New Guy" for the first time. It was like something inside of me shifted. My eyes went wide as his met mine and I knew for sure that he was like me…how had we both ended up in Paradise? The bond that passed between the two of us was electric… I gasped and he seemed to be feeling the same things as me. I wanted to run to him, to sit him down and talk because he was. Just. Like. Me. I had never met another being that was like me…sure I had Adam…but he wasn't apart of the Garde.
"Do you two know each other?" Sarah asked, she didn't sound jealous, just confused. I had told her before that I had no family, that it was only me and my dad(Adam) and that I had really had no friends in the past. I broke my gaze away from his and looked to Sarah with my face completely masked. I gave her a 'hah', of course I didn't know the new kid. He was just a cutie. We walked to the her locker, I felt his stare on my back. Sarah was chattering on about some new camera she was going to buy after school, and I really did try to listen to her, but I was a bit preoccupied. I had her fooled with my nods and smiles and nods.
"Hey, Ive had to pee since first period, meet you out on the hill?" I asked her and she nodded as she traded cameras and shut the locker.
"Yeah, that's fine" she said, tucking a flaxen curl behind her ear.
I turned my back and began walking the other way, towards the ladies room, hoping to find the number on my way.
"Hey, Quinn" Sarah called and I jerked my head, her voice sounded panicked. The camera light flashed in my face followed by her chuckles. I faux glared at her and she turned on her heel.
"Gotcha" She hollered back as she walked away, blending with the crowd.
I sped walked to the bathroom, my eyes scanning the crowd. I needed to call Adam, asap. He'd flip when he heard that another number was in Paradise. I turned into the art hall, which was surprisingly empty. The ladies room door was just steps away when I felt my arm grabbed, and was jerked into a closet. My first reaction wasn't to scream, no it was to fight. I socked the person, who I couldn't see in the darkness strait in the jaw.
"Ahh" A deep male voice groaned in pain as I ran for the door, trying to escape.
"Wait please, wait a second" He plead and I turned to look at him. My eyes adjusted to the dark and I saw the golden hair of the new boy. A ragged gasp left my throat and we spent a moment in silence.
"What number are you?" He asked and I took a step closer to him.
"I'm number Five" I spoke confidently, my chin raised high. I could see his smile in the dark.
"And you?" I asked, my nerves going crazy. I don't know how I did this, but I knew what number he was before he spoke it.
"I am number Four" I wrapped my arms around him, laughing and he returned the embrace. As if we had know each other all of our lives.
"I've never met another number before. What is your name, I mean what are you called as of now? And your guardian? Are you protected well enough? Where did you move from? Where have you been? Did you see three die too?" I began rambling, questions. Questions that I had always wanted to ask another number before and he just smiled widely, just as in awe as I was. Obviously he had never met a number either.
"My name is John, John Smith" He answered and I let out a laugh, tucking a dark piece of hair behind my ear.
"Very original, John" I teased him. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was with a number…The number before me…The very number that just this morning I had wanted to hunt down. I straitened up and flashed him the pearly whites.
"This never happened. We're going to walk out of this closet and pretend we don't know each other…Got it?" I said, and he looked shocked and confused. His blue eyes darkened and he looked down. I touched his arm, his bicep was hard under my fingertips.
"John, I came here telling people that I had no previous friends. I have to stay under the radar. I'll visit you tonight though" I told him and he mulled it over, finally giving it an okay. I went to open the closet door and he grabbed my wrist.
"Wait, I have so many questions for you. How will you know where I live" I put my hand on top of his on my wrist and gave it a light squeeze.
"Trust me John…I'll know" I then exited the closet, lifting the touch screen phone Adam had given me to my ear.
"Are you okay" Adams voice sounded alarmed and I felt semi bad for not texting him first. That was something that we did, if I didnt text first then it was an emergency. An urgent emergency.
"Adam…you'll never believe what happened to me today-" I was cut off by him bombarding me with questions, saying that he was getting in the car as we spoke.
"Adam, Adam stop…I met a number today" The line went blank; I could hear his labored breathing, the sound of shuffling and keys jingling had ceased, so I continued.
"I met Number Four" more silence and I was beginning to get irritated with him.
"Holy shit" One thing about Adam you should know, He never cursed.
Okay so for some reason FanFiction doesnt have an I am Number Four section, but Im sure they will get one soon(: So for now I'll switch it into that catagory when it arives. Hope you like this!