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Please forgive my delay – I had some personal problems,
Soooo sorry for not posting for a very long time, please don't give up faith on my story, I know I promised I wouldn't bail out on this Fanfiction, and I'm keeping my promise; I'm also sorry for breaking my one chapter per day rule. L
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Previously on The Stand of Eight...
Eight POV
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I've seen these scenes a thousand times, from the Lorien invasion to Setrakus Ra's surrender. But something is different… there are more scenes.
Everything after my death is changed. I see Emily being trapped in a Mog cell. John and Three at Setrakus Ra's side. But something else makes me choke on air,
In one of the new scenes there's a figure. I can't tell if it is a girl or boy, but I know one thing – they're dead.
The figure is lying face down in a pool of blood. And another figure is in the background, more like a silhouette.
I don't understand. One of us is going to die? Who?
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The last image is a picture of a battle field – typical. The Mogadorians stand on one side and the Loric on the other.
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John/Four POV
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"Well I guess we'll have to tell you everything" Six says, sitting down at the base of a tree and motioning for me to as well. I obey; Sarah sits against me, leaning back, so her head is resting against the base of my neck.
Six looks to me and grins for a second. I stare at her beautiful features, my mouth is open, and I can't take my eyes off her. She blushes a bit,
Control yourself John! You're with Sarah!
Six smiles a bit then speaks,
"It all started after you… died"
Adam POV
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"It sounds like a prophecy... What happened next?" I ask, very eager and curious to know what this so called prophecy is. One pauses a bit; I move a bit closer,
"Someone's going to die Adam..." she says. Her words hang in the air, shivers and chills are sent up and down my spine. I lean back, and put my hands to my face. This can't be happening.
"W-what? Do you know who?" I muffle through my hands, One leans closer, the sand shifting underneath her movement,
"No. But he said something like, the Eighth will stand, the Ninth will rise, the Sixth will fight, the Fifth will live, the Seventh will prevail and the Fourth will triumph..." she says, the words sending even more chills down my back. I'm about to go back to lying down with my hands on my face and thinking about how this situation could possibly get worse, then something lights up. I lurch forward; an inch away from One, she looks surprised and looks back into my eyes,
"Wait, you said that the voice said that the Fifth will live?" I ask, One nods uneasily and we settle back, Oh no, no, no...
"Well that means the Fifth's destiny of 'living' might change..." I say with shock written all over my face. One's eyes widen in fear for Emily. Oh sh*t...
"Oh sh*t" she mutters, and sits back into the sand. The afternoon has come, and a colder breeze is now blowing.
"The voice said something about the destinies changing, so what if all those fates change... that means..." One's voice falters. My stomach drops and I speak,
"Emily will die"
The Present Day...
Eight POV
Death. It's a scary thing.
Leaving those you care about and enter a void of nothingness. Thats what I use to describe death as. Nothing. I guess dying doesn't always feel the same; the first time I died, the killing blow was quick, but everything from after that till my vision turned black slowed down completely. I felt like I was falling faster than everyone was moving; Marina running towards me, even her speed Legacy was shown in slow motion, Nine's shout... filling the background, the last sound I heard.
Now I don't even know if I'm dead, I'm just floating. Yes people, I'm floating. I don't know where or how, I'm just floating, in front of me the scenes of the future. I know I can't change them without consequences. Just look what happened to me.
If I had stayed dead, what would have happened? As much as I'm grateful for Emily resurrecting, I just wonder if everything now wouldn't have been the mess it is. Don't get me wrong, Two and One are great friends – if it wasn't for Emily they wouldn't be here... but something about her Nekroscus Legacy is just strange.
The scenes in front of me sweep away, like the wind was blowing them, and the environment replaced is a field. It's not a nice looking field, no. Not green, with small green trees, clear air and sunny skies, no. It's a dark, gloomy, tall treed, misty, moonlight shadow land-like field. So something real creepy out of a horror/supernatural movie.
I nod at my conclusion and stupidly grinning at my mental conversation.
The moonlight pulses unevenly throughout the sea of mist and clouds that have covered the scenery before me. A small pond of water glistens to my right, and a few ugly looking trees to my left. I look at my reflection in the pond and I sigh in relief, I look normal. Yay!-
"Hello" a voice says from behind me. I jump and scream in surprise, Wow Eight, really? You screamed? I shrug off my expression and face the person. It's a silhouette.
"Hi" I say, trying to sound as nice and non-threatening as I can. The figure chuckles a bit – he's male, I grin for some reason. A feeling of familiar comes to me. I know this person.
"Who are you?" I ask, taking a slow step forward, the mist violently displacing from under my stepping foot. The figure steps closer to me; even though I should be turning tail and running or beating the living moonlight out of this guy, I feel like I've known him or he's known me for a long time.
"Very direct of you Number Eight" the man says crossing his arms and coming into view. I have a good look at the man; he's tall, curly hair, and dark, tanned skin and a grin spread on his face. My eyes widen and a scream is caught in my throat, but this time I'm too in shock to criticize myself over it.
I only manage to whisper,
"What is going on...?"
John/Four POV
Right now I'm sitting at the base of a tree, the two most beautiful girls I'm in love with sitting with me. I'm trying very hard not to stuff this up. Six and Sarah are telling me everything that happened after I supposedly died. I shiver at the thought of my death. I can't imagine what the others must have been feeling. On the bright side, One, Two, Three and Eight are alive and fighting. Well at least One, Two and Eight are. Three apparently was being controlled somehow by Ra. And also Nine apparently likes Emily, the real Number Five. A smirk spreads across my face, I'm gonna tease him sooo much about this. But the grin soon melts away, and my thoughts go to the clone of Five. The Garde are calling him Cody.
Normally thinking of him would send me into rage, but now... I don't know. He sacrificed himself to save Ella. Even knowing that he was a clone; he died for Lorien, even though he never was from Lorien – maybe part Loric by blood, but knowing that he never would truly belong anywhere once receiving the news of being a clone... I can only have sympathy for him.
I quickly go back to listening to Six talking; she's starting giving me looks because of my distant thinking.
"So Ra pretty much escaped again, we took unconscious you and unconscious Three with us and Eight teleported us... but we got separated" Six says bluntly. I grin at her expression, she blushes back... Wait, what? Six blushed? Oh my God! Six blushed at me... John you're such an idiot. You. Have. A. Girlfriend. Even though I'm having a mental debate with myself over Six, I just can't help but feel overjoyed inside.
"Soooo?" Six says, Sarah and her are both staring at me, waiting for me to say something – I realise I have a stupid grin on my face; I wipe it off and face them.
"So, Nine has a crush?" I say, trying to start a conversation. I'm so gonna make life hell for Nine. Sarah giggles a bit and puts her head back to my shoulder. Then there's Six, she looks at me, with an expression that says, really John?
"Really John? That's what you got from all of this? That Nine has a crush?" she says standing up and putting her hands on her hips. I almost jerk backward; she looks so hot right now... John stop it, you're losing control!
My conscience is right; I can't keep this up for much longer. I stroke Sarah's hair and look at Six. I feel guilty for feeling this way about Six when I'm with Sarah, but Henri did say that loving a Loric is far stronger than loving a human. I just can't take my eyes off Six.
Her raven hair has started to grow back; her dyed blonde hair lengthening below her shoulders. I'm in love with two people.
I quickly push aside my emotions and stand up, helping Sarah with me. The wind picks up strength a bit, blowing Six's and Sarah's hair. I'm literally dying right now, looking between them, as if they're waiting for me to choose.
"John? You alright?" Sarah asks, looking at me concerned, Six also has a similar expression on. I realise I'm making a twisted, weird face at the struggle of my emotions, I shake my head and speak,
"OK you said Nine has a safe house in Alaska, right?" Six nods,
"Eight said to meet there in four weeks time from where we teleport to" Sarah perks up, sliding her hand into mine. Six's eyes centre on our linked hands and a flash of what I think is jealousy goes through her. My heart does a somersault and tingles feel my every hair. For the billionth time John, control yourself! My conscience snaps back at me. I should probably listen to him more.
"So where are we again?" I ask, Six rolls her eyes, but I see a smirk form its way to her lips. Sarah starts to trace the outline of my hand and Six goes and picks up my chest,
"Somewhere in Europe" she says flatly, handing me my Loric chest, I nod and smile, taking the chest from her. There's suddenly an exchange of awkward silence between the three of us. I'm not going to survive an airplane ride to Alaska like this.
"Well, let's go to Alaska!" I say happily, trying to lighten the mood, but it just comes across as a stupid voice. Six grins at me one more time before turning and walking, I follow, Sarah next to me, hand-in-hand.
We walk down the green valley in front of us, my nerves killing me. I've kept too many secrets, from Sarah and Six. The truth has to come out eventually, but for now I think I'll just enjoy the walk – if I can, that is.
Adam POV
The airplane hums to life as the people start boarding it. There aren't many people boarding so I guess there will be some peace and quiet. I look for our seats...
1A?
One booked the tickets for us before she told me the prophecy thing; it must have been quiet the laugh, but now I can't even grin with knowing what's about to happen. As the plane takes off I can't help but dread that the Mogadorians could be on the plane. I look to One, she eyes are blood shot from the lack of sleep – she's terrified for Emily.
Although I don't know Emily that well, One seems quite close to her.
"She's going to be alright" I say, trying to comfort One, she turns to me and nods.
The seatbelt sign turns off, and I hear some of the passengers get up from behind us. I sit back and sigh; One relaxes more, seating back and resting her head on my shoulder. I instantly feel zings and tingles go through my body, I shift slightly and put my arm around One, hoping she won't bat it away. She doesn't. This sends me over the moon; I smile to myself, despite our crappy situation.
I start to think of Lorien. I was merely a baby the first, last and only time I saw it. But I vaguely remember seeing the planet pulsing with life, but then all that life just destroyed in the blink of an eye. The Loric were peaceful, Mogadorians were apparently peaceful... but then he came.
Setrakus Ra.
The soft hum of the airplane slowly sets me to sleep; One has already fallen asleep on my shoulder, her body rises and falls slowly, her breathing more calm now. I smile at her. As I'm about to fall asleep, I can't help but notice a blue colour coming from One's hands; it's misty, looking like Marina's Cryomen, it's got the colour of John's Lumen, but the blue outline is similar to One's force fields.
I don't have enough time to think about it, because before I know it, I'm fast asleep lying back on the head rest from exhaustion.
Author's Note: You guys must hate me now – I'm sooo sorry, please, please, please forgive me. Please keep reading and reviewing, please tell me thoughts or anything really. And yes ChildOfChaos, there will be friendship interaction between 4, 8 & 9 and 5, 6 & 7. (Once they all get reunited.)
Who is the man that confronted Eight?
Who will John choose? (Will he choose at all?)
Will Emily die?
What was up with One's hands?
And just a random question, is it me or does the Ubisoft logo look like Number Four/John's Loric symbol?
Once again – I'm very sorry!
Happy New Year for yesterday or the day before that!
I'm back!
Paragon 8
