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John

I crawl out of the car and take inventory of myself. I move my arms and legs; nothing's broken. When I know I'm alright, I move to find everyone else.

Gunfire shoots past my head and I deflect it with telekinesis. Of course, the Mogs would have to be here, near Paradise.

"Johnny?" Nine yells. The car is smoking and the bonnet is on fire. If they don't get out, it's going to blow up, more than it has. They'll all die.

"Nine! Help get them out!" I yell at him. He seems to understand.

Eight's okay; he's crawling out of the car and is unharmed besides a few scrapes and maybe a broken wrist. I go to heal him, but he shakes me off.

"Get them out! I'm fine!" He says, looking around for Marina.

Mogs are everywhere, but I can't deal with them right now. I have to help the others.

I pull the door off of the car. Nine puts Ella on the ground and grabs his pipe staff. The chests are next to Ella. Thank god, they're with us.

Six coughs. There's a cut on her head and blood runs down her face but that's not the scary part. The car is about to blow and she's trying to get an unconscious Marina out.

"Eight! Teleport!" I yell. He gets my message and teleports to me, grabbing Marina. He disappears again.

"Quick, Six!" I yell and pull her out, diving as far away from the car as I can.

Nine pushes the car off of the cliff just a second before it explodes completely. He grins, obviously proud of himself, before going back to the many Mogs.

I sigh in relief. At least the car's gone, and it took some Mogs with it.

My relief is short lived – Eight screams out to me. Marina lies unconscious next to him, not responding to him at all.

I run over to her. "Where is she hurt?" I say frantically.

"I think her ribs are broken, she hit her head..." His voice trembles and he holds her hand. "Don't give up, Marina..." Tears form in his eyes.

I have to heal her. I press my hand to her head, and I can feel her skull shift into the right position. Her body relaxes and I heal her ribs. It takes time and I can feel myself weakening. I'm not going to be able to completely heal her.

"I can't finish it. I'm too weak. She'll be okay but she'll be in pain." I say to Eight.

"Eight?" Marina croaks, her eyelids fluttering. Eight grabs her hand.

"I'm here."

"It hurts. Why didn't... the healing... work?" She asks between pants. Those ribs are really hurting her.

"John can't do it. He's weakened from the battle. I don't know, maybe the healing stone could work." Eight's voice is filled with concern.

"You're going to have to stay and protect her." I inform him. "Once the Mogs are gone, then we can think about healing her, when it's safer."

Six has her hands in the air, creating strong winds that cause the Mogs to fall off of the cliff. But they keep coming.

Nine swings his pipe staff, knocking out multiple Mogs. It doesn't do much. More and more are coming. We need everyone fighting.

"Eight! We need your Legacy! I'll cover Marina!" With Eight's Carieskinesis Legacy, it'll be easier.

I'm surprised Five hasn't shown up yet, but then again, Marina told me that he was pretty hurt when they left him, so maybe he's recovering.

Ash rains down on me and I realise that Six has just saved my life. There was a Mog behind me and I didn't even notice.

"Focus, John!" She yells at me, sounding like Henri. I wish he was here to help me.

Eight yells and the rest of the Mogs disintegrate before my eyes. I'm sure his is the most valuable Legacy of them all.

They're gone. Now all we have to do is find a ride. And heal Marina.

Xxx

Marina

Eight carries me as we all walk, because my ribs are still broken and I can't really walk properly. He's on the look for something that can get us away from here. At least to the closest town where we can be safer.

"Nothing. Still nothing." He sighs. "I just want to be able to heal you, Marina. I hate that you're in pain."

"I'm okay." I manage to say without panting or crying. Yeah, it hurts, but I'm not going to make Eight worry any more than he already is.

"You don't have to sugar coat it, Marina. I know what broken ribs feel like." He says, still concerned.

I look around us. There's lots of greenery, and a few houses. We're in the hills, so I'm not surprised.

"We can check a house to see if they've got a car." I suggest. I don't really like stealing cars, but it's our only choice. Besides, our chests are heavy. Nine's carrying Eight's because he can't carry me and the chest.

"Good idea." Eight says. We turn into the nearest house, and sure enough, there's a car there. "This will do." He adds, carefully placing me in the back seat and then starts it with telekinesis. We drive back to the others. They cheer in relief; everyone's tired.

"Where to?" Six asks wearily. She seems to have come to the same conclusion as me; it's no use continuing to New York. Even if we want to run, we're all close to developing our master Legacies and the fight is inevitable.

"I suppose we can find a place in the nearest town and chill until we're ready to fight." Nine suggests and we all agree. Easy.

"Sounds like a plan. I think we all need to sleep." John says, his eyelids drooping.

I lean into Eight's shoulder. We're both exhausted. Nine climbs into the driver's seat. I'll try to stay up with him because I know it'll be hard for him to stay awake on his own.

"I guess we'll just find a motel or something, until we find a more permanent place." Eight says reasonably. We have the money to get a place, but soon we'll be ready to fight anyway.

I just want to get this over and done with; this war between us and the Mogs. There's one thing I haven't let myself think about yet, because I'm scared of losing Eight again; the future. When we go back to Lorien. We'll finally be able to be together and start a family. The thought terrifies me, of course, but at the same time I can't wait to be able to focus on us and not a war. To watch our daughter run around in our backyard and our son laughing. The thoughts are so vivid and I feel a smile creeping up on my face.

"What?" Eight asks, smiling too when he sees my smile.

"I was just thinking about the future. Our future." I say, lacing my fingers with his.

"I think about it all the time. About the family we'll have one day. It makes this whole war worth it." He says. "I love you."

Butterflies dance around in my stomach as they do whenever he says anything like that to me. "I love you too. And I always will."

He kisses my forehead. "You should get some sleep, Marina."

"Okay." I lay in his lap and he strokes my hair until finally, I'm asleep.

Xxx

Eight

When Marina told me that she was thinking about our future, I couldn't stop smiling. I guess that the fact that she loves me hasn't really sunk in yet. I mean, I'm always thinking about the family we'll have and how our life will be perfect. I can't imagine a life without her.

But what comes with my intense love for her is a feeling of constant panic, constant worry. The worry that something's going to happen to her and I won't be able to get her back. That I'll be without her forever. I think her getting hurt during the battle was one of the scariest moments of my life. The fact that she's still hurt makes me sick to the stomach. I just want her to be okay.

I'm hoping once she's healed everything will be better and I won't be so worried. I just hate seeing her in pain. I look down at her. She's sleeping on my lap, with a peaceful smile on her face. She looks so happy, so at ease, that a warm feeling rises up inside of me. She's the one that I want to spend the rest of my life with.

So yeah, sorry about the short chapter! It was meant to be longer but school's gotten really hectic and I've been studying and working on assignments! Hope you enjoyed it though!