3Marina/ Number Seven

La Vegas. So maybe it wasn't the smartest idea I've ever made, and this is definatly not the time. But I feelmlike Eight has been really bothered lately. And we both just sorta need a break from the reality of being alien, and just be normal for a day.

getting to Malcolm's stash of money was no problem. Deciding what to put the cash in, as to not draw attention, was not.

I begin putting stacks of cash into a black duffle bag, but then decide that a credit card was probably much easy.

I become immediately worried at the sound of a scream. And I know who it belongs to. Eight.

No! My mind screams for me to run. I have to find Eight.

I rush as fast as I can through the whole house and find him, sitting against the wall in front of Nine's room. He is wide eyed and starring through the open door.

"Eight!" I shout, relief flooding through me. I run up beside him and shake his shoulders. "Eight? Eight!" He doesn't respond. "Eight!" My voice becomes a whimper, "Please Eight. Wake up. Wake up!" I shake him more. "Oh god, please no," A tear falls down the side of my face, and I soon find myself sobbing into Eight's chest.

"Marina..." Comes a whisper. I push myself off Eight and stare into his emerald eyes. "Marina..." He repeats.

"Eight!" I cry, tears of joy replacing the sad salty ones. I wipe them away and smile at him again.

"Marina..." Is all he says, pointing into Nine's room. I turn around and am shocked to see two bloody bodies.

"Oh my god! Nine! Two!" I turn back to Eight asking, "How did this happen?"

"Marina..." He says again, and I realize I need to heal them. Rushing over to Two, I kneel down, but then remember her own healing Legacy , and instead, move to heal Nine first. When I place my hands on Nine's unmoving body, a slight shiver runs down his spine. He is surrounded by a pool of blood, and his face is starting to bruise.

I heal him and he starts to stir, but barely.

I move back to healing Two, but her own legacy has already worked and her wound is gone. She stands as I approach.

"What happened?!" I shout at her. "Why were you and Nine stabbed? Was it the Mogs? Were they here?"

"You could say that," Two says, a sly smile creeping onto her face.

I begin to question what she means but Eight yells a warning to me before any words can escape my lips. "Marina!"

But it's too late. A knife embeds itself into my left thigh. The pain brings me down to my knees, but I am able to duck Two's fist.

But the wound in my leg makes it hard to dodge every attack, and after a few hits, my vision begins to blur.

"Marina!" Is the last thing I hear before I blackout.

Number Eight

"Marina!" I shout, snapping out of Two trance. I try to process what went down after I opened the door. Two had been standing there, wickedly grinning at me. She tried to stab me but... she stabbed herself instead... on purpose.

I watch Marina fall limp to the ground. Two turns around to face me and I teleport. Her evil smile fades and she turns around angrily.

"You can't hide forever!" She yells. "I will find you and you will die!" She walks over to Marina and her smile comes back. "Oooh Eight," She says tauntingly. "I guess I have something here that you want." When I don't respond, she pulls back her leg, ready to kick Marina.

"Alright!" I shout, teleporting behind her. With a look of satisfaction, Two turns around. "But why? Why are you working with the Mogs?"

Two laughs, as if it were obvious. "I told you the Mogs brought me back to life, you didn't actually think they let me have free will, did you?"

I hadn't thought about that.

"Well they didn't," She states, "And now I have to kill you."

She sickens me. Without hesitation, I grab her neck with telekinesis. She struggles little, her hands around her neck trying to pull off the source of her choking.

"Your sick!" I shout, suddenly furious, "You think that by killing people, your going to rule the universe! Well I don't know if you noticed, but there will be nothing to rule!"

She coughs. "Kill me," She chokes out in a soft voice. I can tell this isn't her, this isn't the Number Two I know. Her voice changes back to normal. "Go ahead. Kill me." She coughs again and spits out blood.

But then she changes again and whimpers in a small voice, "Please... kill me" She pause before saying, "...Eight,"

I release her from the tight grip around her throat. "I... I can't kill you," I say.

Two's expression has become sad. She turn from me and I reliaze too late.

Before I know what is happening, I am holding a dying Two in my arms. And I somehow know that this is the real Number Two, not the controlled one.

"Eight..." She chokes out, blood dripping down her chin, "I'm sorry."

"It's alright," I say, gently stroking her hair. I know that death will come to her, and I just want the real Two to feel comfort before dying. I slowly pull the knife out from her heartt.

"No," she says. "It isn't. I would have killed you."

"No you wouldn't. You are still there, fighting back against the Mogs. You have helped us."

she goes silent for a momemt before saying, "Do you think they have a library in heaven?"

"yeah, Im sure they do." I smile at her, relizing she is just a, lost little girl, looking for someone to act as her old sibling. "Two? Could you tell my Cepan, I forgive him."

Two tries her best to nod. Her breathing is shallow.

"Eight, I never had anyone to be there for me, no one every talked to me. But you helped me get through the pain amd fears of dying. And now, im ready to go."

"Dont say that, you can still live. You gave me life, I have to repay tje favor," i choke up. And i already feel as if Two is my little sister.

"you already have," then Two breaths once more before saying her last word, "Thank you.

Okay, so I know it looks sorta as if Eight and Two are a ship. It is NOT! I wouls never do that!

so really, im kinda getting bored of writing this : ( the idea was good and first, and it still is, but im just not having fun writing anymore. So after thinking for awhile, ive decided to stop writing this. Sorry : ( But for good news, I came up with a different idea for a fic that must be like 5x better. So if i do make that, im thinking of calling innThe future of our Garde, or somethingmlike that...

sorry for all these several typos, im typing this on my tablet so many errors accur. I hate them too

but, feel free to continue this fic if you want, i really dont care. I might deleted or idk what i will do with it...

but since im writing and saying bunches about my stories, i will make this worth the read and tell you of the other fics I have that you could read if they sound intersring to you: The Loric Games, which is a crossover of Lorien Legacies and Hunger Games. Then I also have several one shots including many Navrina, one with a little Marina Nine fluff, and one Hunger Games, post Mockingjay.

So I hope that you will read my other fics and please read my new fic if I do write it. (Which I wil, try to write and publish this week) so for the last time of The Return of Seven, goodbye

-Posk123