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Prologue

Everyone knows John Smith, the terrorist on the run in America. But I know who he really is, that he's one of us nine Loric.

Or at least there were nine. They killed Numbers One and Two. And they tried to kill Three. This is my story.

I am Number Three...or at least half of him.

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My first legacy came when I was thirteen. Cason, my Cêpan, and I had moved to east Mexico a month earlier and I'd been walking along the Gulf coast when I felt a a small pinch on the back of my hand. I'd looked to see what it was and there, sitting on my nuckles, was a small brown spider with long legs. I'd hastily shaken it off and sprinted back to our rented apartment, panic racing through me. When I burst through the door Cason had jumped, running towards me.

"Whats wrong?" he'd demanded.

I'd stuck out my hand for him to see and he had examined it closely.

"There's nothing there." he'd said softly.

Confused, I'd turned my hand every which way, looking for a red mark to show where the bite had been.

"Something bit me," I said, my confusion lacing the words.

Cason had returned to his seat in front of his silver laptop, "What did it look like?"

I'd described the spider to him and he'd looked it up. It turned out to be a brown recluse, Mexico's most venomous spider. I'd panicked. Tears had started to gather in my eyes. I was going to die because of some dumb spider.

Cason had immediatly rushed me to the nearest hospital, only when the doctor looked at it, there was nothing there. There was nothing in my blood to even suggest that venom was coursing through me. He called it a miracle. Cason had called it my legacy.

"I'm immune to poison?" I'd asked on the ride home.

Cason nodded, a large grin on his face. "It was a legacy possesed by your father."

My second legacy, enhancement, had developed two weeks later. That was over a year ago.

My third legacy came yesterday, and that night-the Mogadorians finally caught up to me.

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