Five:

"Just, kick it." I moan.

He kicks the punching bag and it moves, slightly. He kicks it again, attempting to put more force into the kick, there is an improvement, but a slight one.

"Look. Do this." I say and back away from the punching bag. I run up towards it at full speed and kick it as hard as I can. I then use the kick to push myself of the punching bag and I land on the floor while using the impact to spin me around into a tumble turn and stand up. He stares at me in amazement.

"How the hell am I supposed to do that?" He demands.

I shrug. He runs backwards, in an attempt to copy me. He sprints, full speed towards the punching bag,

Maybe not enough speed

He leaps of the ground and kicks the punching bag, he makes the kick but doesn't make it hard enough to jump off. He fly's past the punching bag and falls on the floor, making it into some sort of a 'side-ways' tumble turn and dizzily stands up. Adam looks at me, obviously wanting know how he went.

"Better than most people, a tad sloppy on technic though." I nod in approval.

"Better than nothing!" He grins and gallops over to the start and starts again. Why, why is a Mog helping me? Helping us? The rivalry between the Mogs and Loric, is so strong, why did he change his mind? I strolled over to the Legacy training station and March up to a dummy. And aim my hands towards it's head.

"Activate." I order. They fake eyes light up.

"Activated." The dummy responds. The dummy swings it's arms towards me, I miss by about a centimetre and return it by a kick in the head. The head swings backwards but straightens up and kicks me surprisingly back. I fly backwards but get up. Yes, I have this on hard level. I kick it in the stomach but it doesn't respond.

"Wow! How is that moving?" Adam asks. I'm surprised and take my eyes off the dummy and turn to face him.

"Don't sneak…" I start but get a hard kick in the back and I glide towards Adam. I tumble on top of him but I get up rapidly.

He's like 4 years younger than me.

"DEACTIVATE!" I yell. The dummies eyes stop glowing and it returns to it's usual spot.

"Sorry." Adam mutters.

"Don't worry about it." I say and wave him away.

The dummies are my Cepan's creation, dummies that react to voice, it has about 6 Loric stones in each one, somehow it powers the dummy, it can move around and, well if I want to it has… telekinesis. It's only on my command, so no one could use it against me, once again, my Cepan's design, Zoe's design.

"Oh stop moaning!" I hear Zoe's voice say.

"Yeah well, whatever! Ok!" I say, annoyed. Adam looks at me weirdly.

"Tell him, He knows what it's like."

"How does he know what it's like? To have someone dead, yet still you can talk to that person." I snap.

"I do, I do know what it's like. It…. It happened with me and One, that's why I'm fighting with you, because of One." I stare at him in shock. "But I could see One, she gave me her only Legacy. Then, after that, she disappeared, gone."

"Aw! Looks like a bit of Romance! Like some sort of Romeo and Juliet film!"

"Right, sure."

"Can I try one of those…dummies?" Adam asks. I nod and direct him over to a dummy.

"Level?" The dummy asks.

"Easy. Activate." I order. The eyes start to glow. I step backwards and Adam takes the lead. He kicks the dummy in the stomach but misses and the dummy hits it in the head.

"Hey, I have an idea. Don't say anything though. Ok, so you know that memory? With his 'friend' watch that." Zoe whispred.

I search through Adam's memories to find the one with him and his friend. It's faded, slowly being forgotten, if I click on it, he'll remember. I click on it and it plays.

"Look, just do my homework! Please!" Adam's friend moans.

"Yeah, sure, Ivan." Adam says quickly.

One memory flashes into another, I'm in a forest like place. I see, what must be 3 running away from the house. Heaps of Mogs pile in fighting the Cepan. Adam is by the ledge, with… Ivan! Holding up over the top of the cliff, choking him.

"We can fight with them!" Adam protests.

"Traitor!" Ivan yells and lets Adam fall off the cliff.

I flash out, hopefully Adam didn't notice. Adam is still kicking the robot, but it's still beating him.

"Pretend it's Ivan." I breathe into his ear. He doesn't turn around to face me, he just walks away from the robot.

"Deactivate." I demand and then race after him.

"You looked?" He asks. I nod guiltily. Really helped. I think to Zoe. I thought it would work, ok! She argues.

"Please, can you use a little respect with that Legacy?" He asks still looking down. I feel another stab of guilt surging through me.

"I thought it would, I dunno, help you to fight… harder…" I say looking around as though it would help me get ideas. He obviously feels betrayed. "I'm sorry, I didn't think it would offend you. I guess I was thoughtless." God dam it I'm horrible at apologies. We remain awkwardly silent for a while, I look around the room awkwardly, trying to think up of a good conversation starter, like 'do you like the whether today?' or 'what do you want for lunch?' anything, anything other than this deafening silence.

A/N: Your all probably thinking deafening silence? What the hell is this person talking about? Well it's sort of like an uncomfortable silence. Continue to read.

"Want a snack?" Adam asks, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

"I would love one." I say gratefully, not only for the snack, I actually don't give a crap about the snack.

Ella:

"So we're leaving?" I ask Marina. She nods impatiently trying to pack all of her belongings into a tiny suitcase, then she reaches for the vase, already the suitcase can't close, let alone a VASE being in there. She then shakes her head, obviously trying to figure out what to take out.

"You gonna get anything?" She asks distractedly with her eyes still focused on the suitcase.

"Do I have to?" I moan, shrinking down the age of seven, instead of thirteen, and sitting down on her bed. Bernie Kosar runs up and jumps on my stomach pushing me into a laying-down position licking my face. I giggle madly.

"Can you bring two pairs of shorts and 3 t-shirts?" Marina asks. Some how, She's managed to fit the vase into the suitcase. I jump of the bed staying in the age of seven. I pack my bags and on the way out I run into Nine. He towers over me and I'm still trying to get used to how tall he is, and that I shouldn't be scared. I shrink down a little. He laughs and then bends down on one knee to come face to face with me.

"Hey, I told you not to be scared." He says. I nod and pick up my suitcase while returning to the age of 13.

"Me scared?" I huff. "Never in a million years." I say and then stalk off. I hear Nine laughing then saying something like 'she's so cute.'

I keep stalking towards the door and I drop my minimal luggage on the mat.

"Wow, calm down princess." Eight states as he walks past me. I walk up to him ad wrap my arms around his waist, about as high as I can get, lately, Eight is the only boy (Apart from Sam) Who I'm not scared of. He strokes my hair.

"Why so scared?" He asks awkwardly.

"I'm not, I just wanted a hug." I correct and then straighten up. "Now come on! Let's get a wriggle on! I mean, do you want the Mogs to catch us?" I say and open the door while picking up my luggage. I then stalk outside, secretly glad I didn't trip, that would have been embarrassing. I bump into something, I look up slowly, to see…

"MOG!" I scream in complete terror. The Mog looks down at me, grinning with its sharp teeth, defiantly vat-born.

"ELLA!" Eight yells as he teleports next to me pulling me out of the way. I fall to the cement grazing my elbows. Not that it matters. I sprint back into the house while Eight is battling the Mog. I look back briefly to see about a dozen more Mogs walking towards Eight.

"MOG!S" I scream again. "MOGS!" Nine races past me.

"Where?" He yells urgently. I point towards the front door, he nods and sprints to the door.

"MOGS! HELP!" I scream again. In a blur, everyone races past me. I look to the kitchen and snatch a knife up, one of the ones Marina told me not to use, oh yeah, who's so cute now? I walk towards the door, trying to be as quite as I can. I double check my grip on the knife. I grab at the handle and wrench it open, to see a complete battle. Marina is already healing Sam. I race out into the battle with Marina calling out my name to stop. No, I will kill these Mogs. They killed Crayton, they killed Papa. I whip the knife over my head and stab a Mog in the stomach as it exploded into ash, revenge is sweet. I pull the knife up again, somehow, it seems lighter, and bring it down on another Mog that deflects it. I go again to stab it but the Mog deflects it again. I back away slightly but the Mog continues to move towards me. When it least suspects it I bring the knife down but the Mog deflects it again. This one isn't vat-born, but he is still very pale. I trip over a rock and fall to the ground. The Mog looms over me with a knife held high. It's teeth are yellow and brown. He really needs to clean he's teeth. I look up, no, I won't scream, I won't give him that joy, I'll be strong, just as Papa taught me. The Mog brings the knife down but explodes into ash. I look up to see my savour, Nine.

"You shouldn't be fighting." He yells over the noise.

"Why? Why shouldn't I be fighting?" I yell and continue to run around with my knife. I kill about 3 dozen Mogs before I hear Marina scream. I race towards where I last saw her. A Mog is standing over her with a Cannon held at her head.

"ONE MOVE AND I SHOOT!" The Mog screams. "And any telekinesis, I get the others to shoot, he says as he indicates to all the other Mogs that have their Cannons held out. I feel a cold metal cannon touch the back off my head. I freeze instantly.

"See, I told you, we capture one, e capture all." The lead Mog says. Laughter arises from the Mogadorian crowd. "Love destroys Loric. Love destroys." He spits at Nine's feet.

The lead Mog takes a hold of Marina's hair lifting her up by it.

"An ensample of disgrace, no wonder we defeated you all so easily, so quickly." He spits.

"Quickly? I don't call 14 years quick." Nine says confidently.

Six:

The Mogs take us into a large van, we get chucked into the back of the van with about four Mogs following. I turn my head over to Four. We haven't talked much since our kiss, holy crap it was perfect, I'm not even sure if were a couple or anything. Four reaches as far as he can go with his hand cuffs on and touches my hand reassuringly. I look deep into his eyes, they seem to say 'nothing will happen to you, nothing will happen to us.' I close my eyes and take a deep breathe, then let it out. It'll be fine, it has to be fine.

"Oi! Yeah you, the ugly one, can I get a glass of water? I'm super thirsty." Nine yells as he kicks towards a group of Mogs. "Wait, sorry, I just remembered, your all ugly. Sorry."

One of the Mogs spit at him.

"What is up with Mogs spitting at me? I mean honestly?" I try to hold down a laugh and I can tell Four is to.

"John?" Sam whispers. Four looks towards him. "Do you know what to do?" Four shakes he's head solemnly. Suddenly Ella is grabbed by her arm by a women-mog, but easily mistaken for a boy.

"Let go of her!" Marina screams as she fights against her chains.

"Where is number 5?" She hisses with specks if spit showering onto the floor. Ella squirms but the women's grip gets tighter. I can tell Ella's arm is starting to loose blood circulation. I also fight against my chains, trying to get out of them to help Ella. Ella' face is horrified, also trying to get out of the Mogs grip.

"WHERE IS NUMBER 5?" She screams into Ella's ears. She whimpers at the volume. Her eyes are wide open and her lip is quivering.

"I don't know!" She whispers, still trembling. I try to use my telekinesis to pick up a Mog cannon, but fail, they took away our legacies. The Mog whispers something into Ella's ears, her eyes widen even more, if possible, with way to much white showing.

"NO!" She screams. "No!" She whispers. One of the other Mogs chucks the Women Mog a cannon. The Mog holds the gun up at her head.

"Tell me where number 5 is, or she dies." She hisses. Marina struggles in her chains. Come on six! Think!
"She's in Hawaii!" I scream, trying to sound as desperate as I can. The Mog chucks Ella to the floor like a rag, Ella skids across the floor as slams into a wall, she lets out one sob before she stops moving. The women Mog pulls me up of the chains then pulls me up by my hair.

"Where is 5?" The Mog asks.

"Hawaii." I whisper, still trying to sound desperate.

"How do you know this?" She spits again, this time on my face, holding the gun up to my heart.

"Map, special map." I murmur.

"Where is the map?"

"Somewhere, you'll never find it!" I scream and kick the Mog in the legs. The Mog staggers back and fires but she falls so the it hits the roof. The other Mogs start to fire at me. Nine rips out of his bonds. Yes, our legacies are back. I use my telekinesis to rip one Mog away from Sam. That's when I hear a gun shot, then a scream, I fall to the ground. Four screams my name. That scream was me. Blackness swallows me up.

Xxx

I open my eyes sleepily and look around. Did the Mogs capture us?

So that is… chapter… ahh,, I think it's chapter 4… anyway… I hope you all enjoyed! PLEASE REVIEW!