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So a bit of fluffiness mixed with moodiness in this chapter but there is plenty of action in the next one :D
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Six
"What about this? It would look nice on you" I look towards Marina, seeing her hold up a silky black shirt. It is a nice shirt and i can't help but think that maybe John would like me in it. I nod and put it in my shopping basket.
Marina and I are shopping in a mall in Chicago. Nine dropped us off here and promised to pick us up after four hours. We've bought all the necessary clothes and now we're just browsing through the nice outfits, the ones we can wear to make us look pretty. Sarah didn't want to come shopping as she wanted to spend time with John. I didn't want her to come with us anyway.
I see a white top that would show off Marina's slim figure nicely and hold it up to show her. It's nice being able to act like a normal human for a day and do something for fun with your closest friend. Marina and i have certainly bonded more today.
"I don't know; it seems a bit revealing" she says, nervously tucking her hair behind her ear. I roll my eyes and shove it in her basket anyway.
"It's slim-fit not slutty. Besides, Eight will drool when he sees you in it" i counter. She blushes when she hears his name and looks down, embarrassed. She and him finally came to their senses and are now officially a couple. Their PDA shows are not nearly as bad as John and Sarah's; in fact all i've seen them do are hold hands, for which i'm grateful for. Funnily enough i'm not in the mood for romance at the moment.
"Fine... hey do you think Sarah will like this?" she asks wickedly, pulling out a hideous lime green dress. I laugh and push her slightly. She grins at me in return and puts the dress back. She doesn't not like Sarah, but she's just trying to make me feel better, for which i'm grateful.
We eventually buy the clothes and wander over to a refreshment stand and order milkshakes. Slurping on my strawberry flavoured drink, i check my watch. Nine will be here in half an hour, thank God. My feet and arms are killing me. Marina also looks tired and we collapse onto a bench, taking in the passers-by. We're silent for a while until Marina speaks up.
"I know why you're avoiding John" I look at her alarmed. I thought my kiss with John was secret knowledge. If Marina knows, who else does?
"Who else knows?!" i ask desperately. John and i vowed Sarah would never find out, it would break her heart too much. Also, i'm embarassed by my moment of weakness. Marina looks up at me and smiles sadly.
"Just me. I couldn't block you out on that day and..." she trails off. She doesn't need to continue though, i know she experienced everything. I can't find it in me to feel angry; i know she didn't want to intrude on our privacy and she can't fully control her legacy just yet. I nod and look away.
"I'm sorry Six. I wish i could make John see sense, i really do, but i can't force him to do something using compulsion" she says quietly, taking a drink from her milkshake. I understand, but it would make my life easier. Immediately, i feel bad. I can't allow Marina to abuse her legacy for me.
"It's fine. It's my problem, i need to sort it out" Marina nods and looks away. I feel bad for snapping slightly but I don't want to talk about it with anyone There's an uncomfortable silence. We sit there for a while until i receive a text from Nine.
Hey, i've been waiting for ages! Hurry up! I grin and show Marina the text. She laughs but then groans when she picks up the bags.
"Man up" i tell her also giggling. She rolls her eyes and we stumble towards the car park, our arms filled with bags and our moods happy.
Xxx
"Oh my god, how much stuff did you buy?" Eight asks incredulous as Marina, Nine and I enter the apartment. He teleports over and takes all the bags from Marina, who smiles at him gratefully. I want to roll my eyes but i suppress the urge. I don't want to be a killjoy all the time.
"That's what i said, dude. This is why guys hate shopping with girls" Nine replied. I put the bags down and hit him.
"You won't be so annoyed when you see all the stuff we bought you" i retort and then i collapse on one of the massive sofas. I sink down in the pillows, enjoying the moment of peace. Marina walks towards her room with all her and Sarah's clothes, whilst Eight and Nine rummage through the bags, choosing their own clothes.
"Oh hey, Johnny! Come and see what my girl's bought us" Nine shouts to him. This time, i do roll my eyes at that last comment and look up to see John and Sarah enter the apartment. They've clearly been on a walk as their cheeks are pink from the cold and they are wrapped up against the weather. Despite winter being over, the weather in Chicago is not warm just yet.
John and i share a small private look and i feel my heart pound slightly in my chest. I look away from his clear blue eyes and instead notice Marina walk in. She's wearing leggings and an over-sized jumper that she stole from Nine on the first night we got here.
"Seriously! We just got loads of nice stuff, and you wear that!" I exclaim. She simply grins and joins Eight, who is sitting on the next couch. He throws his arm around her shoulder and kisses her cheek. She blushes when she sees me looking and switches on the TV.
I sigh and pull myself off the coach, grabbing my bags full of clothes. No one looks up as i go to mine and Ella's room. I drop the bags on the floor and walk up to the window. The sun is starting to set and Chicago is becoming dark. I sigh and look down to all the people below. I feel safe this high up, as though no one can touch me. It's been so long since i've felt that way.
"Knock, knock" i look up. Sarah's at the door, smiling at me. Right now, she's the last person i want to see. But instead i plaster on a smile.
"What's wrong?" i ask, pretending to care. I hate her for taking John. It's irrational but that's what happens when you love someone. You're not rational. However, at the same time, I don't want to hate her; she's a really nice girl.
She sighs and closes the door behind her. She walks over and falls onto my bed. I stifle a groan as i realise she wants a long conversation and i sit stiffly next to her. She lies down and covers her eyes with her arm.
"It's John. He and i are having trouble" she says. Hope leaps into my heart. Maybe she'll end things, maybe she'll go, maybe he'll ask me out... No. The only reason they're having trouble is because John is feeling guilty about our kiss. And if he really wanted to be with me, he would leave Sarah.
"Why don't you talk to Marina?" i ask, genuinely curious. Anyone can get along with her and Sarah seems to trust her a lot after she saved her life. Sarah sighs and looks at me ruefully.
"She's so happy with Eight, i don't want to trouble her. She deserves some peace" she says. I nod. Sarah's right. At least we can agree over something, though now i'll probably get jealous over her friendship with Marina. I really need to sort myself out.
"I don't know Sarah. I'm no expert at relationships" i say wearily. She looks up at me disappointed, but then nods, getting the messgae that i want privacy . She gets up and slowly walks to the door. When she's there, she turns around and smiles sadly.
"Sorry for disturbing you. And thanks anyway" she says, not spitefully. When she leaves, i feel even worse than usual for making her feel alone. I turn and punch a wall, breaking plaster and cutting my hand. Luckily, no one hears and i sink to my knees, my body wracked with sobs.
I hate love.
Xxx
Five
I lie in the double bath tub and enjoy the warm water washing over my body. It's the first time since meeting the others that i've really had time to relax. I smile to myself; we've saved the documents and reunited with Malcolm. Life has never been better.
I lean over and grab the shampoo, lathering my hair. We're in a four star hotel in Michigan, over-looking the lake. We had enough money to pay for it and after the ordeal we've been through, we deserve a bit of luxury. The smell of vanilla fills my nose, as i rinse my hair through.
I lean back once i've cleaned myself properly and take a sip from my glass of champagne. I know, champagne. But it came with the room for free and it's the one time i can actually drink a bit of alcohol. I feel relaxed and a whole lot more cheerful because of it. I look around the bathroom and appreciate the marble sinks and shower. There are little bottles of toiletries by one of the two sinks; just what you'd expect from a high class hotel.
Sighing, i stand up since the water's getting cold and i dry myself with one of the fluffy towels. I then pull on a dressing down, almost moaning in the pure comfort. It's heaven. I empty the bathtub and then leave the bathroom, leaving the door open to get rid of the steam. In the bedroom, Adam has opened the balcony doors and is sitting on a chair, watching the sunset. Re-filling my glass and frowning at the now-empty bottle, i join him.
"Beautiful, isn't it" he says, gesturing to where the sun touches the water, turning it a brilliant gold and red. I nod, speechless by the sight, and sit down next to him. He chuckles when he sees my glass and shakes his head. However, it doesn't go unnoticed by me that he also has a full glass.
"Malcolm came over to say that we can go through the documents in the morning. Also, i ordered room service" he adds. I grin and lean back, enjoying the pure comfort.
When the food comes, Adam goes to fetch it whilst i just sit and appreciate the view. I wonder if the butler thought we were a couple. The thought makes me smile; Adam and i are just close friends. I trust him with my life.
"Soooo, we have a salmon starter, lamb and potatoes for main and an incredible chocolate-looking desert. Man, i love having money" Adam announces, rolling a trolley thing in. I smile and jump up, coming to help him. Well, in reality i just grab my food, but i do make his load lighter to push.
We devour the food pretty quickly, not really savouring it. We even get to the point where we lick our plates. Well, Adam does; i have some dignity left in me to restrain myself. At the end, we both sit there, stuffed with food, our stomachs protesting. There's a long silence.
"Adam?" i ask. He looks at me, curiously.
"Yes Five"
"If Earth is this beautiful, imagine what Lorien would look like" i say. Lorien is supposed to be more stunning than Earth, because there is no pollution and simply because it's better. Adam nods and sighs.
"You'll see Lorien again, Five. One day you will" he says, reaching out and taking my hand. I'm surprised at his attempt of comfort and then i smile.
"And you'll see it too. You're one of us now" i reply. I feel the joy that causes him and for the first time in years, i feel content. No desire to run or hide, no need to go on any dangerous mission. For now, i can just sit and enjoy the sunset. And that's what i do.
Xxx
I have a terrible headache. Not from the alcohol, which didn't really affect me at all, but from the documents. Most of them are in Loric and i can't read that! Groaning, i fall back onto the bed, rubbing my temples whilst Malcolm looks up from his computer at the desk. Adam and Sam went to the gym, to 'toughen up'. Well that's how they put it. They didn't seem too happy when i just laughed at them.
"Nothing?" he asks. Like me, he has a headache. He's been searching for possible Garde activity, but so far has found none. I don't care though; right now i'm just focused on these damn papers. I shake my head and pick up another paper. I focus on the words but nothing makes sense.
How am i supposed to read this?! There are only a few words i know and i highlight those, but it still doesn't make sense at all. I sigh, leaning back. I kick the papers onto the floor and stretch out fully on the bed, when i notice a small book on the table. Adam said he picked had it up on a whim when he was in the well.
I reach over and grab for it, when Malcolm perks up excited. He motions for me to come over, which i do, and he shows me an article on his computer. It shows a half-destroyed motel on the outskirts of Minnesota. I scan the article quickly and conclude that it has to be the Garde; no one else would be able to make such a mess and leave mysterious piles of ash behind. I want to be glad but the documents have worsened my mood.
"Well, at least we know they're closer than New Mexico" Malcolm says. I nod and walk back over to the bed.
"Yeah, but the attack happened over a week ago. They could be anywhere now" i complain. He wilts and i flop back onto the bed. Despite the news, it's not recent enough to count.
I reach for the book again and flip it open. It's in Loric and i want to throw it against the wall, when i notice small letters underneath each word. Someone has put in an English translation.
Crying out, i lean forward, excited. Malcolm rushes over and i show him my discovery. Together we read the first page.
The Lorien War - 7002
Before we can reach a full and comprehensive understanding of what happened, a few crucial facts shall be laid out.
First of all, the names of the ten Elders of Lorien:
1 - Pittacus Lore
2 - Terentia
3 - Briseïs
4 - Loridas
5 - Aias
6 - Marco
7 - Tullia
8 - Irina
9 - Arya
10 - Setrakus Ra
Suddenly, i freeze. I re-read the last line over and over but it doesn't change. Fury rises in me, a fury so strong, i'm surprised i don't burst. Malcolm who can't read the small print that well, places his hand on my shoulder and asks what's wrong.
I look up at him, the anger evident in my eyes. My jaw is clenched and my hands have become fists.
"Setrakus Ra is Loric. He was one of the elders"
Ok, so i have no idea what really happened but i'm beginning to think that's a likely idea. Anyway,sorry it was not action packed but i think it's necessary to have some calmer chapters.
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