Sorry for not posting for a while. I lost interest. Anyways, here it is.

Chapter Seven: Important Discoveries

Five, Chihuahuan Desert, USA

I awake immediately and painfully. I am laying face down, the grit from the dirty pavement pushing itself into my skin, the sun beating down on my back. I jump to my feet, and wildly look around. What the Hell just hit us? I think to my self, unwilling to reveal my location by speaking aloud. God, the sun is really hot here. I raise my hand to wipe my fore head of sweat, when I see blood coating my arm. And there is a lot.

But, no open wound.

Is this… even my blood?

Ian!

I begin to frantically look for him, when I spot his shoes. I flit over to him, and realize that he's trapped under the car. I waste no time, lifting with both my mind and my body, and chuck the car a good 50 feet away. I am looking left and right, trying to see if there's any danger close by. I crouch next to Ian and flip him over, immediately regretting that decision. Ian's body is completely covered in blood, the blood is still gushing, and he's very pale. I can feel my heart breaking, when I see the small little things that save me.

The almost undetectable rise and fall of his chest; the beating of his heart present in his jugular; the twitch of his eyes behind closed lids, all of these signs tell me that he's still alive.

But only just.

Beep… Beep… Beep.

I frown. It was annoying to me as that alarm that lets you know that the door is open or you're not strapped in. Where on Earth could that is coming from? It can't be the car; I just destroyed it even more by throwing it. So what is it?

Suddenly, I feel the same movement of air as earlier, and time slowing.

It's only instincts that rescue me and Dad from what comes next.

I grab his shirt, and jump straight up, using all my might to propel myself twenty feet straight up, still hanging on to Ian.

It's only barely enough, and the force from the blast pushes me another ten or twenty yards. I lose my grip on Ian, and we both land separate, and I drag along the ground a bit.

I groan, and push myself up even though it hurts like hell. I can feel myself being lifted higher, and I am suddenly face to face with a Mogadorian. He's a lot bigger than the ones at school, and uglier. He smiles this terrible, evil smile, and he has a weapon in his hand. My heart starts to beat faster, sweat pouring down my face now. He starts to raise his weapon, and he swings it towards me. I close my eyes, knowing that this is my ending, and let out a breath.

Suddenly, I am on the ground, lying on top of a snoring Mogadorian. I stand up, confused. And then I smack myself across my forehead. My Legacy… God, I am a failure of a Garde. I would die so quickly in battle. My memory is so terrible that…

Ian! Where is he? And then I see him, crumpled on the ground like a discarded piece of trash.

I move myself over to him, and inspect him over. Those faint signs of life are even less noticeable now. What can I do?

I can hear more of the Mogadorians.

I stand, fully, and tall, and turn around. I can see a huge group coming towards me, and I see red. I can't even explain what I did next. Some instinct buried in the back of my head comes to life, and I start to raise both my hand, and unclench them. Fireballs shoot up from my hands. I don't even question this.

"You want to play hard ball?" I yell. "Well, I hope you brought a glove!"

With all the force in my body, I pitch the balls towards them, fire expanding, becoming bigger, until it's as big as a house. Mogadorians couldn't even move out of the way, before they burn to death. I can hear their high pitched screams, and I allow a smile to myself.

Out of the corner of my eye, I can see them, on top of a mountain. I twist, and send more fireballs towards them, but I miss. I keep trying, but to no avail, the fire either burns out, or I miss. I can see them laughing at me, and my anger reaches new levels.

I growl, and then scream out. My muscles seem to know what they are doing, even though I do not. My hands come together, and everything shakes. The mountain starts to landslide, then it… collapses in on itself.

I… how am I capable of this? I didn't even know I could do this… let alone be able to cause this must destruction and I…

Wait… I could feel my instinct starting to go away, and the most pressing matter coming back to me, Ian.

I flip around, and crouch down next to him and I realize, those tell-tales, they are gone.

I can feel the tears starting to come, and I lay my head on his chest, my hands balled up into fists. I feel cold, like ice, deep in my bones, even in this desert. The sobs start coming from my chest.

When, he breathes, loudly, clearly.

He's alive!