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MARINA

I stand by the doorway as Adelina tells Sister Dora of our (hopefully) permanent departure. Her face grows somber, and she places a hand on my Cepans shoulder.

"We are sorry to see you leave, Sister Adelina, you have been most good to us."

I lean towards her, eyebrows raised.

"But not at all sad to see me go, am I right Sister?"

"Marina!" Adelina scolds me.

I sigh, rolling my eyes for dramatic effect and pulling myself away from the cold stone wall.

I look around, considering the tall, arched stone ceiling, the ancient stained glass windows. Despite being berated by the other girls, and constantly having to suffer their frequent inquisition, I will miss this place. It has been a safe haven for so long, I have almost forgotten what it was like to live on the run. But, oh well, I will remember soon enough.

Adelina and I have already composed a plan.

She has agreed to go to Quebec City, a prospect I am quite excited about, but we are going to have to travel around a little before we go there, just in case there are any Mogs on our trail, we need to shake them off, confuse them, so we aren't hunted down like One and Two were.

The other girls come to see us off.

As much as I want to deny it, I have to hold back tears. I've known these girls nearly all my life, and some of them have unfathomably grown on me. La Gorda and the others are actually kind to me. One girl named Juliet bursts into tears upon hearing of our egress, and very nearly soaks my shirt with her tears, but it is quite touching that someone cares so much that I am leaving. I just let her sob into my chest while I pat her back soothingly, if a little uncomfortably. Adelina, though, rescues me from her vehement grip, saying that we must be leaving. The convent gives us some money, though I doubt we'll need it. We have used barely any of the gems from my Inheritance, so we'll be fine financially.

I wave farewell to the girls at last, giving Juliet one last hug, before lugging my things over to the car we rented. It's a ute in midnight-blue. Since Adelina chose the brand, I chose the colour, which was something she was cautious about, but come on, it's not like I would chose pink or something.

After we have stowed our luggage, which is pitifully small, into the back and tied it down securely, I jump into the driver's side. Adelina, who had just been coming around the side to get in, raises an eyebrow at me, and gives me a look that just says, really?

I grin at her expression, then slide along into the shotgun seat. We drive out of Santa Teresa, and I gaze through the back window, watching until it is nothing but a smudge on the horizon.

Adelina looks over at me as I continue trying to distinguish my home of 7 years from the dull rock.

"Hey, I'm gonna miss it too, little bird."

I smile at her, she always knows just what to say.

We drive for 3 hours before we come across civilization. Even though that civilization is a dingy petrol station with a drunk hobo passed out near the doors, it's better than the complete emptiness I've been seeing.

We both go to the bathroom, and buy coffee.

I start talking to the teenage boy who mans the register, he looks so lonely I can't help myself. I'm not sure if he's listening to anything I say though, he just stares at me as though he isn't sure if I'm real or not. Adelina buys a map and sits near the hobo, who, now awake and alert, has revealed himself to be brilliant with maps, and is now pointing various places out to Adelina, who simply sits and nods, commenting occasionally.

After I have convinced the boy I am not an angel and let him take a picture of us together, there are some weird people out there, I go outside to where Adelina has propped the map up on the hood of the car.

"Hey," I say. She looks at me, startled, but smiles when she sees it is me. "Do you know where we are?"

She nods. "Yeah, I do", she points at the man, who has resumed his nap, "That is one wise and noble hobo."

I laugh, and hand her the food I picked up in the store. She nods in thanks, but doesn't say anything.

"I was thinking we could go to this town here", she points to a dot, "Then cross over to Barcelona, here." Cue another point. "From there we can take a plane to New York, maybe travel around the north-east a little, then, Quebec City."

I grin.

"I'm liking the itinerary."

My Cepan rolls her eyes at my sarcasm, but smiles with me.

"Well, come on, we do have to drive another 4 hours to get to small village #1."

I laugh again, wave to the clerk and the hobo, and climb back into the car.

While we drive, I practise my Cryokinesis, using it to make different ice sculptures, and even a little snowman, who I make walk around my hand and do a backflip before exploding into cold mist. I curl my fingers into a fist.

"I wonder if we'll meet any Mogadorians along the way." I say.

Adelina shoots me a look.

"Hopefully we don't, but you never know."

"If they do come, I'll be ready for them."

I expect Adelina to scold me, tell me I shouldn't go looking for trouble, but she doesn't.

Instead, she smiles at me, and says.

"I have no doubt you will be."

We stay the night at a small motel, before setting off again in the morning.

I honestly don't see the difference between a motel and a hotel, but apparently there is a difference, however small.

We almost collapse into bed, and for the first time in my life, I understood that it is possible to fall asleep the minute your head hits the pillow.

I volunteer to drive the next day, but Adelina says that I am 'the map guru', and we need my skills, which is really just another way of saying, I can't read a map for shit, I'm driving.

We arrive at the second village, whose name I can't be bothered remembering, at midday, so we decide to just keep on driving.

Barcelona is amazing, though I don't have time to stay and explore the city, I do manage to snap a few photos before my Cepan hustles me off to the airport.

I can't help but be nervous when we go through security. What if they get suspicious of my chest? I don't even realise I'm biting my lip until Adelina tells me to stop. However, we pass through security without a hitch, and locate our boarding gate. We still have to wait about 20 minutes, so we buy some food from a bakery, and scoff it down when our plane is ready to board.

I sit in my seat fidgeting, I can barely remember what planes are like. The last time I went on one I was 8 years old, and I can't help but feel anxious. What if there are Mogadorians on board? What if the plane crashes?

We're going to be on this plane for 9 hours, so any number of things could happen.

Adelina comes on the plane last, she has been standing aside, watching the passengers to see if any of them are Mogs.

She gives me the all-clear sign, and I relax.

"So," Adelina mutters as she sits next to me, "There are none of our little friends on board, and yes, I'm certain, I checked every passenger."

I nod mutely.

Thankfully, they have little televisions in front of us, so I won't be bored the entire time. I watch a few movies, and they bring some sort of food around. I'm not really sure what it is, and boy, is it weird. I always hear that airplane food is disgusting, but now I know that it's true.

I sleep for most of the flight, and for someone who loves their sleep, a flight that goes from 8pm to 5am, is not fun. I rub my eyes, yawning as we exit the plane. I know I probably look terrible, but I honestly don't care all that much. Who cares what these humans think of me?

We make our way across New York, and check in to the hotel that Adelina booked.

I try to make it back to sleep, but I'm too hyped up now for that.

We decide to go out and explore the city. It is America's most famous place after all.

We wander through Central Park, and I coax a squirrel into sitting on my shoulder, which attracts a lot of stares.

My Cepan says we will stay here for a week before moving on, because there is always a risk that the Mogs will find us.

But, as we lie in bed tonight, I can't help thinking, bring it on.

Done! The longest chapter yet! High-five to anyone who picked out the Legend of Korra reference there. Please answer the poll on my profile and review people!

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