A/N- This is what happened in the last chapter but in Eight's point of view. Thank you everyone who has reviewed, followed or favourited (now a word in my vocabulary).
Disclaimer- I don't own the Lorien Legacies. PS- Eight has been returned (reluctantly).
Eight POV
"Johnny Boy!" I heard Nine shout at the top of his voice. Marina gave me a confused look as if to say 'John? What does he mean?' But I couldn't reply because at that moment a Mog charged towards me. I took him out easily, did he really think he could do any damage to a member the Garde by himself, really? Marina was struggling to keep dozens of Mogs away from her but they just kept swarming around her. I saw a gun getting aimed at her back then I teleported in front of the thing behind the great big, ugly weapon and before shooting it with its own gun I screamed;
"Get away from my girlfriend!" I turned into a gigantic twelve-foot-tall bear with tentacles and reduced about twenty Mogs to ash. Marina smiled at me and sent a perfect wave of ice over the remaining enemies within close sight. There was so much fog around that I could barely see anything other than Marina. But when could I not see her? I see her when I close my eyes and when I go to sleep, I see her in my dreams. I try to always be as close to her as possible because when I died it was months before I came back, months without seeing her, and I don't want that to ever happen again. Only when a sharp, bright light burst through the fog I realized that I had been daydreaming in a battle, daydreaming about my girlfriend whilst killing Mogadorians at the same time. I'm just that talented! I assumed that the light was John's Lumen and to say that I was surprised at the power of it would be an understatement. Our Legacies were getting stronger, that much was easy to figure out. We were all more powerful, now Lorien will be easier than ever to get back. We could be there very soon if we try hard enough. I tried to concentrate on fighting, it was easy. Too easy. I had almost forgot about Ra, he was hiding somewhere I was sure. "He's watching us all try our hardest, then as soon as we've thought that we've won he'll come crashing out" I thought. I needed to concentrate. "Concentrate on Marina," I told myself "watch her and help her." But then a Piken appeared from nowhere. She turned to fight it. Time slowed down. Half a dozen Mog blasters were pointing at her back, all from completely different positions. I teleported to the nearest one and knocked it over, then the next, then the next. But I couldn't stop them all. A shot was fired and it hit her right in the middle of her back. I teleported in front of her to try and stop another blow at her. She had frozen the Piken, by herself, but it didn't matter. She collapsed in my arms and as she looked up at me, I could see the pain in her face. It was streaked with tears and her eyes, usually so bright and far too beautiful for me to even describe, were clouding over and looked as though she was being tortured.
"I'm sorry Eight." She sobbed, "I love you."
"I love you too Marina, that's why you're not going anywhere." She shook her head and closed her eyes gently. "Marina" I said sternly. Her tight grip loosened and her head fell back. "Don't you-" I was cut off by a searing pain on my leg. A pain I had not felt since the death of Number Three. Still clutching her, I rolled up the leg of my pants. The Loric mark for Seven was pressed into my skin.
A/N- I'm so sorry. I hated writing this.
He'll rise higher than ever before and then fall so much further. -River Song, Doctor Who.
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