Hey guys, this is my first fanfic. I'm a huge fan of the Lorien Legacies series, so I decided to write out what happens next and the ending my way. This is from John's, Sarah's, and Six's viewpoint throughout the story. I actually have about the first 10 chapters written by now. I'm only putting out the first few chapters though, just to see how it's received. Anyway, read on to see what happens after the Rise of Nine! THIS APPLIES TO ALL CHAPTERS OF THIS STORY Disclaimer: I don't own Lorien Legacies or anything affilitated with it, yada yada yada.

"Come on!" Nine shouts. He cuts down five Mogs with one sweep of his staff. The rest of us follow, killing Mogs who get in our way. We make a break for the exit of the government base. Leading the way are Nine and Six, cutting down Mogs so the rest of us can run through. Sarah and I are in the middle, with me ripping Mogs off their feet with telekinesis. Bringing up the rear are Marina, Eight, and Ella.

I can't believe it. After all these years, the Lorien Garde are almost reunited. Nine and I traveled from Chicago to this base in New Mexico, while Eight, Six, Marina, and Ella teleported here. Along the way, I was reunited with Sarah. All that remains is to find Five and train, and we will ultimately defeat Setrakus Ra.

As we near the metal door that stands between us and freedom, FBI agents appear. They're carrying Mogadorian guns. This makes me enraged. The Mogadorians have tricked the US Government into thinking that if they help them, they will get rewarded by being the most powerful government in the world. Little do they know the luxuries are only temporary. If the Mogadorians defeat us, they will take over the world, and enslave all humans.

A large crowd of FBI agents and Mogadorians surrounds us.

"Circle formation!" Six yells. We form a circle, backs facing Sarah and Ella. Sarah is human and has no powers. Although she always insists that she can fight, I don't let her. Ella is the youngest of us all, a Lorien Garde who is Number Ten. Although she has the natural ability to change ages, she hasn't developed any Legacies yet. But recently, she seemed like she was developing telepathy, so she could communicate with all of us mentally.

We spring into action. Nine swings his staff in huge circles while laughing like a maniac. I shake my head. If there's one thing that guy enjoys too much, it's fighting. Six goes invisible and ambushes our enemies. Eight morphs into one of his reincarnations of Vishnu and wreaks havoc. Marina and I simply use telekinesis to knock down our enemies. Soon, there are bodies lying all around us. Nine breaks through the heavy metal door and we sprint out into freedom.

We're about a mile from the base before we stop. Sarah and Ella are the only ones who can't run at ridiculously high speeds like us, and they're exhausted.

"Alright, guys," Eight addresses all of us. "There's way too many of you for me to be able to teleport all of you to a safe location."

"Eight, how many people can you teleport with you?" Marina asks.

"I think I can take two people without something going wrong," Eight says.

"Eight, take Sarah and Ella with you," I say. Sarah looks at me.

"John, I don't wanna leave you," she says sadly. I sigh. I'm making the best decision, but not necessarily the right one.

"Sarah, please understand," I plead. "You and Ella are the only ones who can't defend yourselves. Eight will teleport you to a rendezvous spot where you can meet up with us again. I'm sure he'll protect you."

"Fine," Sarah says sadly. "But that doesn't mean I like it."

"Yeah," Ella chimes in. "I don't wanna leave Marina."

Nine is tapping his foot impatiently. "Hey guys, I don't mean to interrupt your love context or anything, but there are Mogs and FBI after us." He points to the base. He's right. Coming around the corner of the building are trucks with Mogs and FBI in them.

"Guys, let's make a decision quick," Six says. "We've already decided that Sarah and Ella will go with Eight. The rest of us can handle ourselves. What we need to do is figure out a rendezvous spot that's not too obvious."

"Iowa," I blurt out. Everyone looks at me strangely. "Um, I saw it on a map once and it looks pretty rural," I say sheepishly.

"We don't have time to argue," Marina says. "Iowa. Which city?"

"Des Moines," I say. "The capital."

"It's decided then," Six says. "Now, we better get a move on it before they catch us." The trucks are now about a quarter of a mile away.

"One last thing," I say. "We meet at Des Moines at the capitol building in one week. If one of us doesn't see the others, we can assume something's happened."

Eight takes Sarah and Ella's hand, and they're gone in an instant. The rest of us look at each other. The trucks have now caught up to us and the Mogadorians and FBI have walked out.

"I say we blow up some more Mogs," Nine says with a grin.