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My creative streak is ongoing at the minute so here is chapter 4, hope you enjoy. Please review if you enjoyed or have any tips for writing.

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Marina

I jerk my hand upwards, acting purely on instinct. A stalagmite of ice shoots up from underneath Five's foot, impaling his foot and outstretched arm. Five screams. Eight spins round. Cold dead anger rushes out of me with a shiver. The Mogs scream as more icicles skewer them. The water and plants around me freeze and the grass wilts. The cold feeling from my healing legacy is multiplied a hundredfold inside of me but the cold is different; it wants to hurt, not heal.

A piken snakes its dragon-like head towards Nine. A dagger of pure ice forms in my hand and I throw it at the piken. It hits its eye and the piken howls almost as loud as Five is screaming.

The second piken roars as an invisible hand thrusts a Mogadorian sword straight into its brain. I walk slowly towards Five. Six becomes visible and Nine laughs at Five. Eight appears at my side.

Five looks around. He doesn't know who's done this to him so he hates us all. He's trembling in pain which only makes Nine laugh harder.

"Leave him," I say my voice cold, empty and emotionless. Six and Eight look at me strangely. Nine looks disappointed. "We can't kill him so we leave him here."

I turn and walk away over the hard, frozen soil. Eight teleports in front of me. "The Mogs will just heal him and then we'll have to face him again. We should try and make him see the truth," he says.

"You're the deluded ones!" Five yells, pushing past his pain, "Your cêpans were wrong! You're just condemning yourself to death! The beloved leader will make you pay!"

"We leave him," Six agrees, joining me and Eight. Nine retracts his pipe staff and runs ahead to see if there are any more Mogs tying to trap us. None of us want to listen to Five.

Eight and I take Six's hands and we turn invisible. Five will have told the Mogs everything, including the location of Nine's safe house. With no way to find them, we'll just have to hope that the others are all right.

Sam

I duck behind a fancy sofa in the lobby as bullets fly over my head. Sarah fires back and the lobby floor starts rocking back and forth as Adam uses his legacy. We could use some help but John is still limp and lifeless in his strange sleep.

We knew that they'd be a lot of people trying to work out what had happened and trying to arrest whoever they decided was responsible but we didn't know that it would be this bad. Our only hope is to get one of Nine's expensive cars and make a run for it. Unfortunately to do that, we need to get through the lobby which is crawling with police officers. The FBI isn't here yet but they will be soon. The news crews will be here too, and that'll only make matters worse.

The problem is that we don't want to kill these officers; they're only doing their job, they didn't ask to be caught up in an intergalactic war. I don't want to hurt them. If they were Mogs it'd be different but they're human, like me. However, I'm a suspected terrorist so they have no reservations about killing us.

I peek over the edge of the chair. A bullet whizzes an inch away from my ear. I duck back down and try to work out what to do. We're about fifty meters from the entrance to the car bay and once in there we'll have to hope that the keys we've snatched are the keys to a fast car.

The chimeara have crowded around Adam, who's hiding by an upturned table a few meters away. He seems to be giving them instructions. I hope he knows what he's doing – from all the battles I've fought against Mogs they never seemed good at fighting with good tactics, they used brute force and numbers. Maybe he's different; he certainly looks more human than most Mogs do.

Sarah's shooting back but she doesn't want to hurt these people either. It won't be long until they stop being cautious and get over the fact that the floor is rocking like the ocean in a storm. I tighten my grip on John, hoping he won't fall off my shoulder. I glance at Adam. He nods and discretely points to the door to the car bay and then hold up five fingers. I nod and begin counting down as he tells Sarah.

On two, the chimeara surge forwards, changing from one shape to the next so fast it's hard to see what they're changing into. The police stagger back and stop firing. They're scared, which in understandable. All I can tell about the chimeara's forms is that they aren't found on Earth.

We charge towards the exit and the chimeara are fast on our heels, slowing down the rate of their changes. The police start firing again and Adam swears loudly. They can't stop us reaching the door and we sprint down the corridor. The police begin to follow.

Adam is lagging behind and limping badly. "Go," he says, the pain in his voice evident, "I'll stop them following us." Yet again he's helping us. I don't know what he's got planned but I nod and keep running. I can be confused later, right now we need to get out of here.

When a massive rumble makes the walls of the corridor shake and the tiled floor crack I realise that Adam has collapsed the door. It'll hold them off, but not for long. Sarah presses the button on the keys and a car unlocks. It's a sleek black convertible that would be fast without any modifications that Sandor installed.

I wrench open a door and the chimeara fly into the back. Sarah dumps the chests in the boot and I lay John down on one of the back seats. BK, now in his beagle form, whines and nuzzles John's face. A few tense seconds pass before a huge golden wolf with Adam on its back runs towards us, skidding to a halt by the car.

Adam awkwardly climbs in the back his chimeara joins him. "Thanks Dust," He says before we're all thrown violently forward as Sarah slams the accelerator down.

The car's engine roars as Sarah speeds out of the bay and the wheels scream as we make a sharp turn onto the street. She drives straight through a red light but it doesn't matter, we're already being chased by the police.

Adam winces and I turn around. He's been shot in the lower leg and it's bleeding a lot. The chimeara that was a golden wolf is now a lizard and it looks at me curiously. I have the healing stone in my pocket. I could heal him, if it heals Mogs. I glance at Sarah but she's too busy weaving between lanes to give me her opinion. After a moment's hesitation, I take the stone out of my pocket.

"I don't know if this works on Mogs, but it should heal that," I say. Adam looks gratefully at me and takes the stone, pressing it to his leg. A few seconds pass without anything happening.

"Does it work on humans?" Adam asks.

"Yeah," I reply, "Can you feel anything happening?"

Adam's about to shake his head when he notices something. When his back arches and he grits his teeth, I know it's working. The lizard on Adam's shoulder gives me a grateful look. After a minute, Adam takes the stone away, still wincing, and rubs his leg.

"I guess it does work on Mogs," he says looking at his newly healed leg as he passes the stone back to me, "Do you think it'll heal Four?"

"How do you know he's Four?" I ask, suddenly a lot more suspicious of Adam.

"You'd be surprised what the Mogs know, and besides, there was such a fuss over him back at that school in Ohio he had to be four. They would have just tailed him if he'd been any other number," Adam explains.

"I don't know if it'll heal John. He's not injured he's just..." I trail off. I don't know how to explain what's happened to John.

Sirens blare behind us but Sarah just speeds up. I hope she knows where she's going. I pick up the tablet and plug it into a USB port on the dashboard. There are still five dots in the Everglades. Everyone's safe. "Head towards the Everglades. We can meet the others near there and then decide what we're going to do," I tell Sarah. She nods and we continue to race through the city.

We reach the edge with little trouble thanks to Sandor's modifications to the car. The police lose our tail before they can call in backup and I start to relax. We got away. It'll all be fine. We'll find the garde, save Ella and wake up John. As we tear away from the city along the motorway the car is silent.

Then John starts screaming.