A/N:
This is my new fanfiction story. It takes place after Revenge of Seven. Please R/R!
JOHN'S POV:
"What was that?" I shout to Sam. He's looking at his hands, shocked at what just happened.
"I have no clue." He replies. I want to ask him more questions but this isn't the time or the place. I shoot fireballs at the Piken that was attacking us and it falls to the ground
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"Let's go," I say. If we can make it to Ashwood we should be fine. We see Nine and Five tearing each other apart.
"Come on! Let's go!" I yell to them. I grab Nine with my telekinesis and drag him over to me. Five comes too.
"Dude! Let me go!" Nine says.
"No we need to get out of here. You can kill him later."
We run to a car and get in. we start driving away from the city. I can tell nine is barely holding himself back from killing Five right there in the car. A huge group of Mogs stop our path.
"I'll take care of this. Keep driving to Ashwood, I will see you there." I say.
"No way! I want to fight these idiots too!" Nine says.
"No, if anything happened to Sam or Five who will protect them? You need to protect them and Malcolm. Ok?"
He grumbles to himself and I get out of the car. I start sending off fireballs and see the car speed away. I'm turning as many as I can to ash, but soon I'm too outnumbered, I feel crippling pain in my right shoulder and another in my back. I drop to the ground, shaking in pain. The last thing I see is a Mog standing over me with a gun pointed at my face. Then everything goes black.
SAM'S POV:
"Where's John?" my dad asks after greeting us at Ashwood.
"He hung back to deal with some Mogs, he's going to meet us here." I say.
"And now I can finish destroying you." Nine says to Five. Five puts his hands up in surrender.
"Just let me explain. You'll understand then." He says. I watch Nine roll his eyes, but he doesn't make a move toward Five, so I guess he wants to hear his story as much as I do.
He tells us about his Cepen dying and about Ethan. He talks about the Mogs and final, about the charm between Ella and Setrakus Ra. Everyone's silent.
"So," my dad says breaking the silence, "any harm do to Setrakus Ra is done to Ella instead?"
"Yes." Five says.
"I'm going to get some rest." Nine says quietly. You can tell that the thought of Ella being in harm's way like this, and that he could have killed her rips him up inside. He leaves the room and it's just me, my dad, and Five.
"I think I'll go try to sleep too." Five says, and heads in the opposite direction as Nine. I don't think Nine will kill him, but you can never be too safe.
My dad walks to me and wraps me in a hug. It feels great, just what I needed. Then I remember that I haven't told him about what happened in New York. I give him a brief summary of the events, ending with me knock the Piken away.
"Wow," he says, "can you do it again?"
I try to move a mug that's on the table but I can't. I shake my head at him and he shrugs.
"Maybe it was a one shot thing. Or only works when you need it." I frown. I want so much to be able to help the Garde. Then when I do have powers, they leave me quickly.
JOHN'S POV:
I'm lying on a stiff cot.I try to sit up but pain shoot through my body. I moan and a Mogadorian woman walks over to me.
"Ah, good, you are awake." She says. I try to fire up my lumen but I can't. The woman leaves the room, only to return a few seconds later with a tall, young Mogadorian.
"Welcome, my name is Ivanick, son of the late General Andrakkus Sutekh." That name rings a bell but I can remember why.
"What would you prefer to be called?" the woman asks me.
"Four." I reply. No way am I letting them call me John. John is someone else, someone who lived in Paradise, Ohio, Someone who laughs with friends and has a great girlfriend. I'm not him here; here I'm Four, the Loric prisoner.
"Well then Four," Ivanick says, "it's time for you to move in to your new home." He grabs my arm and pulls me into another room. This one is small, almost unbelievably so. The room is empty except for a metal toilet and a slab of concrete. I guess this is my cell. I hope that they didn't find Nine and the others. Ivanick shoves me into the cell and slams the door. It's clear and I watch him punch in some numbers on a lock system. He sees me looking at him and smiles. My stomach turns. His smile makes me feel uneasy, like he knows something I don't. Though, I suppose he does.
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I don't know how long I've been in here. I could be days, weeks, there's no why I could know. They haven't feed me and I'm still alive so I guess it can't be too long. I selfishly wish that the others will walk in at any moment and get me out of here. I mentally scold myself. I should want them as far away from here as possible. I hear my cell door creak open and see Ivanick walk in with a smug look on his face.
"Come with me." he says. I get up from the floor and follow him out of the room. A guard slaps a pair of handcuffs on me as a few others form a protective ring around me.
"You don't trust me?" I ask Ivanick with an innocent look on my face.
"Surprisingly, I don't." he replies.
Someone pushes me forward and we start walking down the dimly lit hall. As we pass doors I wonder what horrors they hide. We walk until we reach the end of the hallway. Ivanick enters a password and a door slides open. The guards shove me inside, leaving me alone, and seal the door shut. At first its pitch black, but then someone turns on a light and I see Ella sitting in a chair facing a table. I call out her name and she turns around. Tears stream down her face. I run to her, embracing her in a tight hug. Then I see what's on the table. It's eight's corpse.