Chapter Nine
A/N: To all my awesome readers, I'm very sorry for the long wait. I've been very busy with school work and random events to do with school sports etc. Btw, my updating will be very inconsistent. I'll try my best to update quickly but I can't promise anything. Sorry.
Nine's POV
The mood changed in a second. One moment, we were so happy, thinking we had won the battle and laughing away at Ella's face. The next, Eight is slumped on the ground, eyes glassy. Marina gives a shriek of horror and bends down to press her fingers to his temple. Eight's body rejects Marina's healing power and all of us feel the familiar tingling sensation right before a scar forms. Five is the first to drop to the ground clutching her leg. Even though we've been through this three times, this time feels like it worse than the other times. It's because we knew Eight, we fought with him and shared many memories with him. Flashbacks of my time with Eight on Lorien enter my mind. I see us running through the forest, zipping through trees and jumping off cliffs to plunge into the crystal blue water below. We play with the sleek creatures that live in the waters, diving under the surface and exploring the life below. I am called back to the present when my scar burns and pulses with light. I sprint to the park pond and leap in. The water soothes the pain but doesn't do anything much. So I sprint back and get to work making salves and creams. I tend to Ella first since she is the smallest. I apply the cream and wrap it up in cotton bandages. By this time, Six has regained use of most of her body and is helping me fix everyone up. She tends to Four and places a kiss on his forehead as she gets up to fix Marina. 'Marina, why can't you just heal all of us?' I ask. 'Something weird happens when I try to heal any of our scars. I've been able to heal my past scars, but not this one.' She replies. I knit my eyebrows and frown. Why can't she heal this particular scar? Maybe it's because of the broken charm.
Once we're all wrapped up in gauze and bandages, we walk over to Eight's body. Blood is still running out of his chest and spreading on the grass. We each say a few words over his body, about our memories together and what we did. Once we're done, Four digs a hole and we place his body into the ground. Marina has tears streaming down her cheeks and is sniffling into Six's shoulder. We take one last look at Eight before Four covers the hole up. Crestfallen, we trudge back onto the main street. Five books us into a fancy hotel and we rent three rooms. Six with Four, Ella with Marina and Five with me. Six uses her telekinesis to bring the elevator down by forces open the doors. We clamber in and crowd many people that are annoyed that their elevator had to go all the way down to Ground Floor to collect us. They don't know the real reason though. We went all the way up to Floor Seventeen and walked into our rooms.
Four's POV
I link arms with Six and we walk into the room. I scan the area and see that this hotel is certainly fancier than Five described it. There's a massive king bed in the middle of the room, surrounded by plush couches and cushions. I open my mouth to speak but am silenced by an ear-splitting scream from Marina and Ella's room. I drop the bags and crash through the wall into their room. Nine seemed to have had the same idea so we have broken through both side walls. I unsheathe my blade thinking we have to defend ourselves from Mogs but all I see is Eight sitting calmly on the table grinning. Marina's eyes look like they're going to pop out of her head. Ella's mouth is still open in a silent scream. 'W-what?' Marina stutters. 'Hi Marina, nice to see you. As I was dying, I developed another legacy. It allows me to re-incarnate. My shape-shifting legacy helped with that. I re-incarnated into a cockroach to start off with then shape shifted into… me.' Eight explained. Marina looks incredulously at him and bowls him over the edge of the table in a bone-crunching hug. I instinctively wince as I hear Eight's head make contact with the floor. I look at Nine and shrug. We get to work fixing the wall. Once we have reconstructed the broken plaster and wood, Six paints it the same beige as the surrounding areas. Once we're done, we sit back and look at our so called 'masterpiece'. It looks like it was never disturbed. Today has been eventful and we're all tired. I am about to flop down on the couch and close my eyes when Six says one of her famous quotes. 'Eat beats sleep. Eat ALWAYS beats sleep.' I growl in frustration and she hauls my arm over her shoulder and drags me into the elevator. I don't know why she didn't use telekinesis. It could have saved my shirt from getting a blanket of dust stuck on the front. I glare at Six, pick myself up off the floor and we begin our descent down to the dining hall. I crumpled down into a fluffy chair and ordered the first thing on the menu. I really couldn't be bothered choosing something to suit my taste buds. I think I fell asleep in the middle of sipping my lemonade. I probably spilled it. Meh. I couldn't care less.
Six's POV
Well, I didn't expect Eight to re-incarnate. Looks like he's got all the awesome legacies. Last night, Four spilled his lemonade all over the table because he fell asleep. It was very embarrassing, explaining to the waiter about the table cloth. Instead of using telekinesis to float him into the elevator, I drag him across the floor, making his shirt collect even more dust. Serves him right for falling asleep at the table. He can wash it himself. I open the door, shove him on the couch and cover him with fluffy cushions. Hah! I get the king bed all to myself. I snuggle into the covers and drift off into a peaceful sleep. Three hours later, I wake up to hear Four crashing around in the bathroom. I walk in and find him trying to shove his calf in the basin. 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING?' I screech. I am not paying for any damage that he does to our hotel room. 'I-I'm getting another scar!' he pants and dumps his burning calf into the water. As soon as he says that, I feel that burning sensation on my calf, except it feels different. The pain doesn't last as long as it usually does. When it dies down, we look at our calves and find only three scars instead of four. Eight's scar has disappeared. 'To be honest, that didn't really hurt.' Four says. 'Yeah, then why were you trying to dump your leg into the basin?' I retort. 'To numb the pain…' he replies. 'I thought you said it didn't hurt.' I reply smugly. 'It didn't!' he cries in protest. I pick up the refrigerator and use telekinesis to hurtle it at 70km/h at him. He's unprepared so it squashes him, and breaks through the wall. Through the hole, I see Marina, Eight and Ella wake up with a jolt and jump up. I give them an apologetic smile. I stuff back all the broken plaster and wood back into the wall and cover it with the closet. 'You didn't need to throw a refrigerator at me to prove your point. That was completely unnecessary.' He growls. What he doesn't know is that he's added oil to the fire already burning inside me. I float the mattress off the bed then use telekinesis to pick up the bedframe. 'Watch out!' I tease and fling the bedframe at Four. He deflects it slightly but not enough. It crashes through the wall and makes another hole. Marina, Eight and Ella jump again. 'WILL YOU TWO STOP WITH YOUR SHAMELESS FLIRTING?' Eight yells. 'WE'RE NOT FLIRTING! I'M TRYING TO CRAM SOME DAMN INFORMATION THROUGH FOUR'S THICK HEAD!' I scream back. 'AND IT WAS NECESSARY TO DESTROY THE REFRIGERATOR AND THE BED FRAME?' He yells. 'YES IT WAS! NOW SHUT UP!' I scream and hurtle the table lamp at him. It smashes through the wall and I now can see Nine and Five. Five springs out of bed and wields a spatula in front of her. 'What's happening?' She asks. 'Six is practically murdering Four just to get some information inside his thick head.' Eight explains. 'HEY! MY HEAD IS NOT THICK!' Four protests. 'Do you want to prove that? I happen to have a screwdriver in my suitcase.' I smirk. 'I WANNA HELP TOO!' Nine yells through the hole. 'SHUT UP NINE!' Four screams and throws the plasma screen TV through the wall. It makes the hole that the table lamp made even bigger. 'I don't want to fix these walls again.' Ella mumbles. 'Exactly! So stop throwing random things through the walls!' I shout. 'You were the one who started it!' Four shouts back. 'IT WAS NECESSARY!' I scream and throw him on the stove. I turn it up full heat and grin. In all my anger, I forgot that Four was fire-resistant. He turns into a fireball and stalks up to me. 'Who's more powerful now?' He threatens playfully. I grab the fire-extinguisher off the wall and spray him in the white foam. 'ME!' I yell and bowl him onto the floor. The rest of the Garde sigh and cover their eyes.
A/N: Again, sorry for the long wait. But Chapter Nine has finally arrived. I will most likely post another chapter tomorrow, but please don't hate me if I don't. I had fun writing the bickering between the Garde. I thought some of that was needed. Random question: Queen Elizabeth The First…. (complete the sentence). E.g. Queen Elizabeth The First invented toothpaste. Whoever reviews back the quirkiest/weirdest/most retarded answer will get a mention in my next chapter! Toodles for now! XD
~Celinachanz
