One stares out the window as she thinks of her home planet Lorien, a planet thousands of miles away. A planet that was destroyed by the mogadorians. Even
though one was only six when the mogadorians invaded her home she still remembers bits and pieces of that day. The one thing she remembers the most is the fear she saw in her
grandparents eyes on the day of the invasion, She remembers watching Loridas one of the elders of their planet put the charm on her and the rest of the garde, A charm
that ensured that they couldn't be killed out of order. As long as they stay apart the charm will be still in effect and the rest of the garde will still be protected, so if one of
the mogs some how manages to catch a member of the garde and tries to kill him or her they'll be safe because as long as the charm is still in affected what ever damage
the mog would try to do to them would be reversed on them, but for one she isn't protected by this just connects her to the others, and as long as she stays alive number
two through nine will be safe or atleast thats what her cepan told her."Hey are you hungry?" Her cepan asks as she gets in the car."No." One response still staring out the
window, thinking of the other garde and whether or not they've started developing their legacies. As her cepan starts the car One gets pulled back into her memories of that
day.