Sorry for not uploading earlier. I had to make some research and review, re-read some thing of the fall of five in order to make this chapter. So, the first part is to show how Six might not always be strong, how maybe Nine has a good side too. The second part, Marina's POV, reveals about Setrakus Ra's origin. It's what i think is going to happen!
IMPORTANT:
The second part involves special events that happened on Lorien, the secret wars, everything. Crayton's letter, too.
Ella is much more smart than any of the other Garde. On chapter 14 you'll see why.
In this chapter, the first part, is settled after the garde arrvie at Mexico and chek in in a hotel. Nine and Six both separately decide to go partying without knowing the other one is there.
Nine still not uses/tells about his legacy because it's still not the case. Maybe next chapter..
Thanks for the amazing reviews! Pleasee keep writing them, i love them so much! I hope you like this chapter. Nine/Marina fans, a time will come to you. Six/Sam fans, a time will come for you too. Don't forget.
Read on!
SIX
I'm sitting at a bar table. I brought a fake ID which says i'm 21. Lucky for me, i have money with me too. The bartender's offering the different kinds of drinks. I decide to go for Vodka.
It's like tasting medicine alcohol. It's extremely strong. I can't avoid doing a weird face. It's very acid, very concentrated. But, as it passes down my throat it feels warm. It feels good. Is it always like this with alcohol? I don't know. I just think to myself, i shouldn't be doing this.
I start walking through the dance floor. Then i stop abruptly.
I see Nine in the the distance. He's making out with a girl and grabbing her by the hips. What's Nine doing here? Why is he making out with that girl?
For some odd reason, i feel very wobbly. I can't think straight. I try to turn invisible, but i can't concentrate. The noise from the high volumed music pains my head as it spins faster every time. I turn around and see Nine walking towards me.
Oh, great. He's noticed i'm here.
"Six? Is that you?" He nudges my shoulder. I look up. Nine's looking great. He actually looks pretty hot.
Did i just say that?
What's happening to me? I hate Nine. I hate him. He's a jerk. I don't like him at all.
"What?" I shout. I'm angry at Nine. I don't like him.
"I really can't believe you are drunk." He says, then laughing so hard he is almost heard over the loud music.
I am feeling worse every time. I can't think straight. Apparently, i cannot use my legacies. Is this how drinks are like?
A few minutes later i'm standing in the middle of the dance floor, with Nine in front of me, and we are dancing together.
What? How come i'm dancing with Nine and i didn't notice? Very odd. Very odd indeed.
I decide to go for fresh air. I exit the club and sit by a bench, staring at an empty and quiet road, very different to the club where it is all noisy and crowded.
"Cold?" I hear a voice say. I don't realize i'm shivering.
"Get off, Nine." I reply.
"What do you mean?" The voice answers.
I turn around. It's not Nine. It's the bartender that served me a drink. He's tall, very handsome, and is around his twenties.
He puts his coat around my shoulders and i instantly feel warmer.
We talk for a little while, things i don't remember. I am so messed up i can't even finish thinking whatever i'm thinking.
Then i notice we're walking along a long pavement, that ends in an alley.
"Why are you taking me there?" I ask, more confused than i am already.
He smiles and says nothing.
We continue walking, until we reach the empty alley. I decide to ask him why i feel so queezy.
"What did you give me? It was so strong! Is Vodka always like that?" I ask, trying to finish the sentence without forgetting.
"It was certainly not Vodka that i gave you." He says smiling creepily. I begin to worry.
"Why are we here?" I demand, concerned that i don't know where i am.
"Because i want to show you something." He says mysteriously.
"What do you want to show me?" I ask very confused.
He doesn't answer. He just stares. He looks me up and down, and i begin to worry even more. But i don't know what to think. I think i'll collapse to the floor if i don't sit somewhere.
Unexpectedly, the bartender grabs me by the wrists and pins me to a wall. He starts kissing me roughly, pressing me to the bricks, so i cannot escape.
I try kicking or punching him but he pins his knees to my legs as well. I'm too weak right now. He's much stronger than i am. He lowers my wrists and ties them together. I shout for help.
He covers my mouth so my screams come out muffled and silenced. I doubt that anybody heard it. This street is empty.
He throws me to the floor and my head crashes on the ground. I can't even think anymore. I see blurry images now.
He's starting to grab my hips and kissing his way down my neck. I'm barely conscious and i cannot do nothing about it. I'm angry with myself. All this training, all this legacies that i have have been blocked by a drug some stranger gave me. And now i can't escape. Blood's rushing down my head. I feel bruises all over my back. He now is grabbing my legs. I try to shake his hands off but he tightens his grip.
But suddenly a rush of energy blooms inside my body. I break free from the rope that is holding my wrists tightly together. I throw a hard blow at his jaw and he screams in pain. My vision is better now. I am very dizzy and can't balance. I fall to the ground not being able to steady myself. That's when a wooden stick hits me. I shout out in agony. I feel my ribs brake.
"Ready to punch me now, bitch?" The bartender says. That triggers my anger once more. I'm still wearing my bra and jeans. I don't know where my shirt is. I get up once more, trying to bear the pain, and i push him to one of the walls in the alley. I begin to crash his head with the bricks.
My dizziness comes back. I don't know what he gave me, but it shuts off all of my senses. I can't concentrate on using a legacy, can't steady myself. I stop. I think he's unconscious. I turn around and use the wall for balance. The ground is tilting in many different angles. My head hurts. I have bruises all over my back.
I sit down for a moment. Then i am hit in the head.
I wake up. I'm being carried by Nine. We're still in the alley. The guy who tried to rape me lies in a trash can, don't know if dead or not. Nine stares at me, looking extremely worried.
"Oh my god, Six, i'm sorry i didn't come earlier."
I'm shivering. I'm afraid although the guy's unconscious. I am in a state of shock, feeling scared, confused. I begin to shiver. I can't take the traumatizing feeling of that guy touching me without my consent.
Nine is holding me tight as we enter the nightclub once more. He rushes past the crowd, and we enter a private bathroom.
He takes off his shirt and gives it to me. Despite the cold, despite he'll be half naked if he doesn't wear it.
"Wear this." He says to me. I put on his shirt, which is warm from the heat of his body. I feel calmer.
"Thank you." I whisper. Words don't come out of my mouth yet. I felt so weak, so vulnerable with that drug the bartender put in my drink. I never felt so helpless, so lonely, so afraid.
What Nine demonstrated today, it means a lot to me. I can't explain how i don't hate him anymore. He has opened the good side of him.
He saved me today. If it weren't for him, while i was unconscious, the guy could've killed me. Or far worse, he could have taken more advantage of me, lying there, unconscious on the ground while he abused of me. Nine knocked him off and carried me. That means a lot to me than he'll ever know. We are friends now. I don't hate him anymore.
We decide to go to the hotel.
"Don't tell this to anyone. I don't want them to know." I say, speaking for the first time in a million years. He nods.
But i'll get past this. I'm strong. I'm ready to fight. I'm not vulnerable anymore.
As we enter the building again, it's nearly sunlight. I'm about to enter my room when i glance over to Nine.
"Will you lay with me until sunrise?" I say. I'm still shivering a little. I'm still a little afraid.
"Sure." Nine responds.
MARINA
I wake up. It's early morning and i'm sweating all over. I had a nightmare. I saw Eight, being stabbed more than one time. I now feel like my own heart is being stabbed by the pain i'm feeling. But i know i have to get over it. This memories won't go away if i let them stay.
I decide to wake everyone up. We haven't trained in a while and we've got to be prepared. Yesterday evening i was alone here in the hotel while everybody was eating. I was planning something. We need to get Ella back. I know she's not hurt right now, but when we have her we need to have a place the Mogadorians won't find or destroy. But i'm still wondering where could that be.
I get out of my door and out into the room beside, which is attached to mine. And then, i see the most impossible thing. Six and Nine are cuddling, asleep, in a couch beside the window. Six has her hand above Nine's chest and he is grabbing her by the hips. If i didn't know them, i would think they're a couple. But they're not. I pretend to cough to wake them up. They both jump in surprise and stare at me alarmed. I want to laugh, but i won't.
I get out of the room and go get the others. Sam, Malcolm, John, and Sarah. They're all settled until Six and then Nine come in separately. As if nothing had happened.
"So, okay. I've got a new plan." I say unconvincingly.
"We do a little training today. Then we'll contact the Mogs on purpose, kill everyone except one of them. Then we torture him to the point that he tells us where Ella is."
"That's a massively stupid idea." Nine says to me. Everybody rolls their eyes. I do too. Everytime, Nine comes up with a negative thing to say. Just. Every. Time.
"I also agree. My race isn't that unloyal to our leader. A mogadorian, trueborn or vatborn, would kill himself rather than get to the Loric side." Adam blurts out. I frown. I thought i had a good plan.
"How come you became one of us?" I reply, very angry with the reaction i got to my plan.
"It's because i experienced it. I managed to actually live with a Loric person around, get its feelings, memories, without any pressure. Setrakus Ra wasn't there telling me to kill her. I had the choice to like her or not. I have her memories. I connected with her in some way. It was an experiment. For my race, it was a mistake, an error, an accident. For me, it was waking up for the very first time. I knew what was my mission and i needed no one's opinion to it. My eyes were opened. Half my race are convinced about everything our leader tells us because they're not sure of themselves, so they rely on someone superior. I connected to number One. I felt what she felt. That's how i became one of you. I felt what you felt. I knew you were good and i had no reason to kill you." He finishes his sentimental speech. Everybody's silent for a while.
"That's it. We can demonstrate a Mogadorian that we are good. Let's save one of them during a battle." Sam comments.
"The stupidest idea ever. That is not going to work." Nine responds. Sam frowns.
"This is insane. How are we supposed to get Ella back then? Setrakus Ra won't let us know where she is." Six adds.
I start to think. Why did Setrakus take Ella? Why did he?
"Why did Setrakus kidnapped Ella? Why does he want her unharmed?" I ask Malcolm.
But instead, John replies.
"When Ella grabbed my wrist and pulled me to her comma, i saw a possible future. It was horrible. Six and Sam were being executed. Five was standing there, unharmed. That's when i realized he was a traitor. I then saw something that was very odd. Ella was sitting beside Ra, and he was holding her hand. Remember when she told us she was having dreams about Setrakus holding her hand and that kind of stuff? Then she said Setrakus had asked her to read that letter Crayton gave her. The one that stated that she wasn't a tenth Garde, that her father had shipped her to Earth to maybe become the tenth Elder."
I'm thinking. But i don't manage to get the pieces together. And that's when Malcolm gasps, surprised. He's just realized something.
"What is it?" Nine asks him.
"I can't believe it. That's why he wants Ella." He replies, still in shock.
"Why? Speak!" Six pushes forward.
"In that letter, Crayton stated that Ella's great-grandfather was one of The Elders. He died, as one casualty, in the Secret Wars, which many people don't know about. After Ella's grandfather death, the Elders reduced their numbers from 10 to 9. Does that get you anyhwere?" Malcolm asks. John looks as if a bulb had just turned on in his mind.
"It's kind of suspicious. Why did they reduce their number from 10 to 9 if they could've just picked another Elder to take his place?" Six asks.
"Because maybe he wasn't really dead." John says smiling.
"What do you mean?" Sam asks.
"That means that maybe the tenth elder hadn't died. That he had betrayed the Elders and the Loric, and the Elders decided to cover up the story that he was dead. But he was really not. He became a traitor." John answers.
"I have been doing research lately. Remembering the few things the Mogadorians couldn't rip out of my memories. I remember Pittacus, before dying, saying that Loric pendants could only be worn by those who were the Loric race,-" Malcolm stops, Six interrupts him.
"Setrakus Ra wears the pendants of each of us who die. That can only mean one thing-he's Loric." Six blurts out. Everyone is as interseted and as quiet as we'll ever be. Our minds are surging and blasting with ideas, some of us trying to catch up, trying to get all the pieces together.
"Setrakus Ra was the tenth Elder. He was kicked out, played dead. He is Ella's grandfather. That's why he thinks Ella is the heir of the throne. That's why he is holding his hand. That's why he wanted Ella to read the letter. For Ella to realise. I think she realised long ago and never told anyone. That's why she was always so pale and with dark-circled eyes." Malcolm explains. Everyone is in very surprised.
"So, she pulled me to her dream just to let me realise that she was Setrakus Ra's grand-daughter? His heir?"
"He wanted for you to let her know. She trusts you."
Everyone is silent. We are processing the information. Setrakus Ra is Loric. He's one of the Elders. Ella's his heir. We are all shocked, submerged in our swimming thoughts. When suddenly, we hear a loud explosion and we are thrown into the air.
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