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Chapter 10 is here so I hope you enjoy...

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Six

We run through the corridors as fast as we dare; our footsteps loud and echoing in the corridors. Luckily the Mogs won't hear us over the blaring sirens or the crumbling of the rocks. As we reach a large corridor leading to the bridge over the green lava, we skid to a halt. A figure is flying towards the opening of the cave. Five. The figure is abruptly pushed into a stone wall with force so violent that I can practically hear his screams from over here. He falls. I smile.

I wish that I could stay here and take more anger out on Five but instead I press on through the crowds of Mogs. Ella's safety is more important than that traitor. John takes a shaky breath. I silently will him not to break down. I pull him forwards, feeling him tremble from the build up of a sob. I would tell him to be quiet but we're surrounded by Mogs.

I press onwards and climb over the barrier at the edge of the rock ledge. John does the same. "In three," I tell him over the noise. We silently count to three and then we jump, bracing ourselves for the landing.

We fall past the dark stone walls until our feet hit the ground. The shock ripples through me and John. Our hands separate. For a second, John becomes visible. Everyone turns to him. Soldiers grab blasters. I can see the new tear tracks on his face but as he sees the Mogs the sadness dissipates and a mad anger replaces it. His lumen light up his palms and as the Mogadorian's charge, he gets out his dagger and smiles a mad smile. John charges at the Mogs and begins cutting them to shreds with a ferocity that would make Nine pale.

I follow him snatching a blaster with my mind and firing at the Mogs that surround us before I charge into their ranks and throw a soldier to the ground. I grab his sword and slice his neck. He crumbles into ash and I turn to my next victim. John is throwing balls of the green lava at the Mogs and a few beasts which are being transported to the battle overhead. A layer of ash soon coats the floor. I grab John and pull him away. We've killed most of the Mogs. More will come soon, but we need to concentrate on Ella.

He has a mad look on its face and the despair has almost completely disappeared. I remember killing the Mog who killed Katarina. That feeling of vengeance I felt seems to be magnified by a million for John. Sarah meant everything to him. Without her he has nothing to keep him sane. She was what kept him going. She was what he needed. She's gone. He will never finish getting revenge from a loss like that. We turn invisible and John leads me down the tunnel towards the beast and hopefully Ella.

John told us the details of his dream. Ra called Ella his heir. I'm not sure that Setrakus Ra would keep Ella in any form of prison if he wanted to again favour with her – unless he was planning to torture her to force her to switch sides. I don't think he'll succeed in changing her loyalties but given enough time, anything could happen. This is our only chance to get her and if John thinks she's in here we've got to at least try.

A huge tremor in the ground shakes boulders from overhead. John and I stumble and try to block the worst of the boulders from overhead. The beasts howl in response and begin to charge at the bars at the entrances to their cages, most of which are already buckled from the earthquake. Mogs run around desperately trying to confine them or escape. We're the only people who are heading further into the corridor, towards the biggest beast. It's awake and judging by the sound, it's huge and angry. Ella had better be in there. We won't have much time to deal with anything else after killing the beasts and getting her out of whatever cell she may or may not be in.

We reach a door at the end of a corridor. John opens it and we slide in.

"Who's there?" A terrified Ella asks from above us. John was right.

I look up as the door closes behind us. Ella is in a cage suspended from the ceiling surrounded by a force field. I look over at the beasts. There are two of them and they are staring right at us. They have four legs all with five claws as long as my forearm sprouting from their toes ; they have tails like maces that are being waved in the air; a thick grey skin covers a muscled body; their mouths hang open, revealing the razor sharp teeth dripping with drool. Many people would be terrified. I'm not one of those people. The creature on the left sniffs and its yellow eyes seem to light up.

"Ready?" John asks.

"John?!" Ella calls out.

I let go of his hand and John points his lumen at his feet so that flames engulf him. I swing the Mog sword in my hand and run towards the creature on the left. It takes a deep breath through its nose and turns to me. As I get closer the whiskers become apparent. I guess the Mogs wanted to try and make something that wouldn't be fooled by my invisibility. I turn visible and run under the beast. It tries to trip me but I leap over its outstretched leg and then thrust my blade up through the thick hide into the beast. It howls in agony and rolls on its side. Thick, dark blood pours out of the wound as I snatch my sword away and dive to the side to avoid its frenzied attack.

Warm pain slashes into my arm as I fail to avoid all of the claws. John is busy with the other piken so it's just me against this ugly thing. I use all of my telekinetic force to slam the piken into the wall whilst it's still struggling on its side. It roars and charges towards me at surprising speed. I only just manage to get out of the way.

The beast swings its tail. John's shield expands and takes the force of the blow but he is still catapulted across the room and his dagger skids along the floor a few feet away from him. He sits up, winded from the force. The piken he was dealing with turns to him, its evil yellow eyes glinting.

I'm hardly thinking as I desperately throw my sword at my piken and sprint towards John.