"How much further?" I asked as we walked through the doors to a McDonalds somewhere in Tennessee. We had been driving for almost four hours straight and Titus had forced us to stop.
"A few more hours, Nine. I know we're all anxious, but we need to eat and be at full strength." Titus replied. I knew he was right. I just wish my powers hadn't of failed… If I could fly, I could be there in an hour tops. I nodded and then we all got food. I ordered a salad and then slowly nibbled on it until it was gone. Allen looked nervous. I can't really blame him… This will probably be his first huge fight against the Mogs…
Oh well. Got to start somewhere.
After all three of us were done, we wordlessly hit the road again, same order as before. I was scared of what secrets the future holds.
Let's just hope this is the last time my friends ever have to think I'm dead. I'm starting to feel bad about it…
~Max P.O.V.~
"You know what the one thing I don't get is?" John sat up in between Sam and Jane. It was our third day of sitting around doing nothing, and that includes eating and sleeping.
"What?" Jane looked at him.
"When Nine died, why didn't we get a scar?" He said.
"Good point." Jane sat up.
"You guys have those horrendous scars on you too?" Ari asked.
"All of us do." Four shrugged.
"Horrendous, Ari? Didn't know you knew such a big word." I snickered.
"What can I say? Jenna's high IQ rubbed off on me." He chuckled and smiled at her name.
"She was a freaking genius." Iggy sighed and leaned against the damp, brick wall.
"She was." Ari murmured.
"And she could fly." Gazzy's face fell.
"Yeah, she could." I ruffled his blond hair.
"Guys?" Angel peeped. This was the first time she spoke since we were unloaded from the trailer.
"Yeah, Ang?" I looked at her.
"There's something I've been meaning to tell you…" She mumbled.
"What is it?" I wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"It's about Jenna." She refused to look at anyone.
"What about her?" I pried.
"Well, that day, on the mountain, I don't think Jen-…" The door to where we were being held ripped open interrupted her. Three Mogs stood in our sights smiling wickedly.
"Hello, my weak, little prisoners." One of them spoke up. "Time to play." His hideous smile grew twice as big. He motioned the Mogs forward and then we were dragged out of room we had been in for three days straight and dragged down hallway after hallway then thrown into dog crates, much like we had been at the school. "We thought you'd be more comfortable in these." The Mog growled, staring directly at me as he spoke. "Wait." He instructed a Mog that was trying his hardest to shove Ari into a cage. "Leave that one out." He growled. The Mog stopped and held Ari in place. "What's your name?" The Mog that was doing all the talking got in his face. Ari didn't say anything. "Difficult, aren't we? Just like, what was her name? Jenna, was it? Number Nine was just like this, wasn't she?" Ari's eyes turned murderous as he glared at the Mog. "Ah, yes. You see: I know your name, Ari." He cackled evilly. Ari's eyes widened. "I just wanted to see if you actually loved that alien freak." The Mog snickered.
"Jenna, an alien freak?" Ari chuckled. The Mog's smile faded. "Do you own a mirror?" Ari growled. I couldn't help but snicker, I don't think anyone could. Except the Mogs… They looked mad. Without warning, the Mog in Ari's face slammed his fist into Ari's stomach. Ari toppled over in pain not before coughing blood on the Mog's face. After that, Ari was picked up and shoved into the crate next to me.
"Maximum," He turned to me. "Control your beast of a half brother." The Mog growled and wiped Ari's blood off of his face.
"What can I say?" I crossed my arms. "Can't control little siblings." I shrugged in my cage.
"You really can't." I heard Jane back me up. The Mog's face became enraged.
"Six, in case you haven't noticed yet, your sister is dead." He said in a mock-calm voice. "By Marianne's, a protector from your own planet, own hand." He glared into her cage. His eyes glowed a dark red. "After we take you and Four out there will be only three of you left." His voice grew lower and lower. "Your race is as good as extinct." A hideous smile stretched across his face. He turned to one of his Mog buddies. "Get Four and Six out here." He snapped as they both moved at once and ripped the two Lorics out of their cages. They forced them onto their knees and held their hands behind their back with one hand and held knives to their necks with the other hand. They looked completely helpless… "Don't even try to fight. You haven't eaten in days, you haven't slept; you are completely powerless." The Mogs grin grew. "Much like Nine was, before she died." He snickered. "Admit it, you both thought her to be useless, I saw it in your eyes when we took her." He stepped closer to the two. My jaw dropped. Jenna? Useless?
"Her powers were gone, her strength…" John spoke up quietly. Jane's lack of protest proved she agreed. About a dozen new Mogs joined the party. One face stuck out like a sore thumb: Marianne. Her expression was unreadable. "She couldn't really do much…" Four shook his head. The Mog talking smiled bigger and grosser than before. I seriously couldn't believe what I was hearing…
"Do not worry, young Lorics." The Mog said happily. "Your species was doomed to begin with." He snickered and motioned for the Mogadorians holding the Lorics to finish them. I squeezed my eyes shut, not wanting to witness this.
"You're wrong." A very familiar voice spoke. Two gunshots exploded suddenly as I slowly opened my eyes. My eyes widened as I saw the two Mogs holding John and Jane were now just piles of dust. My eyes almost bulged from my head as I saw her face.
Jenna Parker stood behind the Mogs, gun pointed. She was the owner of the voice. Number Nine was back from the dead…
For the second time…
~Jenna P.O.V.~
The three of us pulled along the side of the road about a mile from the lair. I was ready for a fight.
"What's the plan?" I asked, trembling with excitement.
"Well, we sure enough can't go in all at once…" Titus replied, wiping his sweaty forehead from the intense, Dalla heat.
"Separation infiltration. I like the sound of that." I grinned, bouncing up and down. I couldn't stop moving. I popped the motorcycle helmet I was still wearing off and hung it on the handlebars of my sister's bike.
"Someone sure is eager." Titus snickered.
"They have my friends. No one messes with my friends." I hissed.
"Good." Titus nodded at me. "Five, you ready?" We both turned to Allen. He looked like he was ready to hurl. He nodded sluggishly and gave us a small smile. "We'll do great." Titus beamed at us. "I'm going to go scout. If I'm not back in ten, go in with out me." He said and the backed into a dark alley.
"Allen, you sure you're okay, bud?" I looked at him.
"I'm nervous. I've never been in a huge fight at a Mogadorian base before… Do you think we'll be able to do this?" He turned to me, his eyes troubled.
"A wise man once said, "Yes we can." So yes we can." I quoted and smiled at him.
"Barack Obama?" He replied, still nervous.
"Bob the Builder." I winked at him.
"You're right, Nine. We can do this." He grinned back.
"Always am. Just ask Ari." I snickered as I put on my aviators on in the setting, Texas sunlight. Allen grinned at me as Titus trudged his was back up the dark alley.
"Now's the perfect time to go." He whispered, his eyes blazing.
"Roger that." I nodded and we took off toward the base, arriving in less then five minutes. "Are we splitting?" I whispered as the three of us crouched in a bush, eyes locked on the base.
"Yeah. Since you have battle experience, you go alone. We need to meet up before we fight." Titus replied.
"Right." I nodded.
"Jenna," I felt Titus's hand on my shoulder. "Don't do anything stupid like trying to find your friends alone."
"I wouldn't." I looked at him.
"Good." He nodded. "Remember, meet up before we attack. We don't know what we're getting in to. Allen and I nodded, then, we were off.
I snuck around back until I found an empty room behind a window. I did what they did in the movies and cut a hole through the glass and opened it from the inside. Once inside, I scanned the room for cameras. When I saw none, I sheathed my knife that I had moved to my belt loop, just like my sister, and took my sunglasses off of my face. I popped them on the top of my head as tiptoed to the door and put my ear to it. I heard nothing and crept from the dingy room. I snuck down the hallway, gun in hand and I poked my head around a corner. A lone Mog was snaking his way closer to me. Before he could see me, I snapped my head back and pressed myself against the moist, brick wall. I felt the coolness through my shirt causing chills down my spine and Goosebumps on my arms. He didn't see me as he rounded the corner; his eyes were closed! The Mog sighed as he arrived at the door that I had just come out of. He opened the door and went in still completely oblivious to my presence.
I let out a sigh of relief and kept moving. I moved around the corner and tiptoed down the long corridor stopping only when I heard nearby voices. I quickly ducked into another empty room and cracked the door so I could see what was happening. As the voices grew closer, I began to be able to make what the owners were saying. I heard a lot of swearing and struggling as the people came into view. There, being dragged by a string of Mogs, were my friends and sister. I squeezed my eyes shut forcing myself to stay put and not jump the Mogs right here and now. After the voices passed, I got up slowly and crept from the pitch-black room. I sneakily followed the herd, hiding behind corners and objects big enough in the sinister-looking hallways.
'I knew you weren't dead.' I heard Angel's voice in my head. I poked my head around the corner I was perched behind and saw Angel's tiny frame being dragged by a creepy Mog man.
'Hang in there. I'm coming for all of you.' I nodded at her.
'I know.' She smiled weakly. I smiled and winked at her just as they all were yanked into one of the rooms along the hallway. I now knew where they were; now it was just Allen and Titus I was looking for.
Where were they? I hope I find them before the Mogs got the chance. I memorized where the flock plus three were and crept forward. I rounded three more corners before I heard many voices approaching me from almost every angle. I prayed the room I was next to was as empty as the others I had been in were and disappeared inside. I closed the door all the way before unsheathing my dagger and allowing the blue glow illuminate the room. I immediately went into commando mode when I saw two figures in the dim lighting.
"Jenna, it's us." The taller one put his hands up in surrender.
"I almost attacked you two." I let out a sigh of relief.
"Save that for the real Mogs." Allen snickered; much calmer then he had been when I left them.
"Will do." I smiled as the door to the room ripped open and another lengthy figure joined us in the room, closing it behind them. My back straightened as I went into commando mode once more.
"Jenna, it's me." I recognized Marianne's voice before I pounced.
"How'd you know where we were?" I let myself relax while I noticed Titus straighten up beside me.
"I can sense when you're around." She shrugged. "How's your side?" She walked closer to me.
"It's fine. I took care of it." I replied and brushing her hand away.
"Just let me see it." She forcefully grabbed my side and pulled up my shirts revealing blade-sized scar that was now there. "It healed over well." She let my shirt fall.
"I know." I shrugged out of her grasp. "Do they still think I'm dead?" I asked.
"Yes." She nodded. "Jenna, there's something I need to tell you." She replied.
"And that is…?" I asked.
"Your powers are going to fade every time you get close to any Loric you've never had contact with." Marianne's eyes burned into mine in the dim lighting.
"Wha-? But I've been with Five for almost a week now ant they're still not back…" I replied.
"That's the thing. I researched this and they have no set time of coming back. They'll come back when you need them. It could be an hour; it could be two months… That is up to you." She explained.
"How could you possibly research something like this?" Titus questioned. Marianne's eyes shifted from my face to his.
"Her parents history. Her mother could do the same thing." She told us.
"My mother?" I asked.
"Yeah. But when she had it, it was more like an obstacle, yours can be more helpful." She looked back to me.
"My powers fade when ever I'm around a Loric I'm not used too. How the hell is that helpful?" I raised an eyebrow.
"You'll know when other's are around. Think of yourself as a GPS, Lorien style." She smiled in the blue glow.
"I guess you're right." I smiled. "But wait," My smile faded. "Why didn't my powers fade when I first met Four or Six?" I asked.
"I'm not sure about that one." She shrugged. "Maybe because of his being around your sister so much. Maybe she blocks it out. I'm not really sure… I'm sorry, Jenna." Her face turned sad.
"Don't be." I beamed at her.
"One more thing: the visions." She looked back to me. "You'll be able to see things the other numbers have done, but only if they're about you."
"Like when I saw Allen and Titus get me off the ledge at the cliff…" I breathed.
"Exactly." She smiled. "Your mother would be proud to know you've inherited most of her abilities." She said.
"Thank you." I beamed.
"You're welcome, Love. I need to get back to the Mogs. I'll lead you to the where everyone is right now. They're all there now. All of them." She explained as her smile faded.
"Marianne, wait." Titus stepped forward and grabbed her hand. He pulled her into a tight hug and then pressed his lips gently against hers. Let me tell you, seeing these two kiss for the first time was just like seeing your parents kiss for the first time… well, I'm guessing…
"I've been waiting for you to do that for so long…" Marianne whispered against his mouth.
"Called it." Allen snickered into my ear. I snickered and elbowed him in the ribs lightly. Titus held Marianne against him for a few seconds before they broke apart and the four of us bolted out the door. I whipped my gun out and held it defensively and we crept down the hallway.
"You three stay hidden until the time to attack is right." Marianne whispered as we arrived at the place where I saw my friends get dragged into. The three of us nodded and then crept in the room, just in time to see my sister and number Four forced onto their knees with knives at their necks. More Mogs now entered the room. Titus ushered us back further into our hiding spot.
"Don't even try to fight. You haven't eaten in days, you haven't slept; you are completely powerless." I heard the grin in his voice. "Much like Nine was, before she died." He snickered. "Admit it, you both thought her to be useless, I saw it in your eyes when we took her." He stepped further from Five and I. No way my sister and Four thought I was useless…
"Her powers were gone, her strength…" Four spoke up quietly. My sister didn't say anything. That proved that she too thought I was useless. I felt my fists clench at my sides. "She couldn't really do much…" Four shook his head. My teeth clamped down on my bottom lip harder then ever before.
"Nine, stop it. If you start bleeding, they'll smell you." Titus whispered and I felt his hand squeeze my shoulder relaxingly. I felt my lip go free.
"Do not worry, young Lorics." The Mog said as sickenly happy as ever. "Your species was doomed to begin with." He snickered and motioned for the Mogadorians holding the Lorics to finish them.
"Now." Titus whispered.
"You're wrong." I growled as I leaped to my feet and let my index finger squeeze my gun's trigger twice. I watched as my sister's and Four's eyes widened as the Mogs holding them were suddenly reduced to ash. I heard the gasps when everyone saw my 'dead' face. The Mog that had been talking slowly turned to face me, his eyes blazing. "Our species has never been more alive." I hissed through clenched teeth. "Like me." I added and cracked a small, mocking smile.
"N-Number Nine?" The Mog stammered.
"Miss me?" I glared into his deep, red, shocked eyes, my half smile still plastered on my lips. Five and Titus now flanked me. Since Allen was had elemental control, attacking at far rage would be easy for us. Marianne moved to the stunned Mog's side, still acting like one of them. A few seconds later, the Mog shook his head.
"Get them!" He shrieked. Then, the chaos began.
"Take out as many as you can, and Allen," I glanced at him. "Keep them off my ass. I'm going to go check Four and Six." I instructed.
"Got your back." He replied as I took off running, shooting at anything that moved toward me. I took out one of them before reaching Six and Four's stunned bodies.
"Let's go." I snapped and pulled them up by their arms. They weren't helping at all as my still powerless body towed their heavy bodies across the room out of harms way. I let their arms drop when I reached an area where I could fight but still watch them is anyone came their way. "Stay." I snapped when they both slumped back to the floor.
"N-Nine?" Six stammered.
"Yes, sissy. I'm alive." I replied.
"I-is that…" Four's still stunned voice faded away.
"Number Five? Yeah, it is. Useless, right?" I snapped as both of their sets of eyes widened.
"Nine-…"
"Nine!" Five's voice cut my sister off. I whirled around just in time to see Five in the arms of a Mogadorian. A second Mog was running at him with a knife pointed toward his chest.
"No!" I screamed and instinctively put my hand up to call the knife to my powerless body. A wave of fear shot through me when I realized it wouldn't work… a wave of relief shot through me when I felt the handle in my hand. I moved with out thinking, taking off at full speed and not stopping until I had the Mog's dagger plunged into his own chest. After he went up in ashes, I spun around at a break-neck speed and plunged the dagger into the Mog holding Five's only obtainable body part: his head. I felt some remorse as I watched him go up in ash.
"Look out!" Five screamed and ripped my knife from my belt loop and stabbed it under my raised arm and into a Mog that had approached up from behind. I glanced behind me out of the corner of my eye just as the Mog went up in ashes.
"T-thanks." I murmured.
"N-no problem." He breathed. "T-Titus!" Five screamed and ran passed me. I whirled around just in time to see a knife plunged into Titus's chest…
"Shit!" I screamed and took off running toward them. The Mog that got him had been the one closest to Marianne, the one that had done all the talking earlier. He pulled the knife out and let Titus drop to the ground. Five rushed to his side while I leaped on the Mog, wrapping my arms and legs around his torso. I was about to snap his neck when he shoved me off of him. I landed next to Titus. I was seeing red as I got to my feet, wiping a spot of blood from my chin. The Mog pulled his knife back out, but not toward me.
At Marianne…
"You said you killed this brat. You said you stabbed her." The Mog snapped as he went in for the kill. I had to do something… Marianne was still on our side…
"Wait." I snapped. The Mog stopped moving and turned his blazing, red eyes toward me. "You don't want to hurt her." I was in his head.
"Oh yeah? And why's that, Loric?" He growled at me.
"The same reason Titus tried to take you out. Love." I spat at him. His eyes widened. I saw his fingers partly loosen on the handle. "She reminds you of the one you loved." I had him. "The one that was killed in the final battle on Lorien." I watched the scene play in his head. I recognized the killer by her eyes. "By Lyn… my mother…" I heard Six gasp. "I am Number Nine, the youngest daughter of Arun and Lyn…" The Mog looked pained. "I know how much you miss her… I know how much it hurts…" I stepped closer to the Mog. "Marianne did stab me." I lifted up my shirt just enough to show the scar. "I did go up in ashes… But that was a trick. Marianne did think she had killed me…" I dropped my shirt. "Let's call that a magic trick." I lied easily.
"Why, why would you save her?" The Mog said quietly.
"She saved my countless times as my protector… It seemed only fair that I save hers once…" I replied.
"You Lorics sure are humble, I'll give you that." The Mog released Marianne, terror clear in her eyes.
"Cross me again and see just how humble I am." I glared at Marianne as I spoke.
"We'll retreat for now." The Mog instructed and motioned for the remaining couple of Mogs out the door. He began walking toward the door himself. Directly passed me. "Until next time, Nine." Our eyes met as he passed. I nodded once then he walked out of the door. Marianne slid over to Titus. I crouched next to him as well and picked up one of his cold hands.
"I love you so much." I watched her kiss him quickly but passionately.
"I-I love y-you t-too… Marianne…" He said with his dying breath. Marianne looked away with tears in her eyes and then followed the Mog out. I felt tears welling in my own eyes as Titus slowly turned to ash right in mine and Five's hands.
"Six, Four, let the others out." I said through an unsteady voice as I stood up. I heard them moving quickly behind me as I helped Five to his feet. I noticed tears streaming down his face. I felt mine overflow too as I pulled him into a tight hug. "He was an amazing person, and a kickass protector." I told him.
"I know." He mouthed as sobs ripped through both of. I wiped my eyes and slowly turned around to see the flock, Ari, Six, and Four just watching us.
"Let's go." I said quietly as I held one of Five's arms to stabilize his trembling body. Four stepped forward and grabbed Five's other arm.
"Look, Nine," My sister appeared at my other side. "When we-…"
"Save it. None of that matters right now." I silenced her with an icy glare. She nodded solemnly and Four and I began towing Five toward the door followed by everyone else. I refused to look at anyone for fear of breaking into a hysterical crying if I saw any of my friends. Five's face was blank. I can't blame him though… Titus, his father figure, was just killed in front of his eyes… That would shake me up too…
When we were outside, Four and I help Five into the passenger side of Titus's Prius, he was too shaken up to drive. Well I mean… so was I… but I wasn't ready to admit it…
"I'm going with Five. He to shaken up to do anything but just sit there and try to comprehend what just happened." I told everyone after they had all gathered around me.
"We can see that. But the question is, are you okay?" Max asked.
"Fine." I shoved my hands into my jeans pockets.
"Nine," My sister put a hand on my shoulder.
"I said I'm fine, okay?" I lashed out. I still refused to look at anyone. I tried to struggle out of Six's grasp but she wouldn't let go.
"Jenna, look at me." She used my name for the first time. I forced myself to rip my gaze from the ground and finally looked into my sister's eyes and then, just as I thought, I broke down crying. I sank to the ground and just let the sobs rip their way through me. Today's events finally took their toll on me. Titus, losing Marianne once more, watching Mog after Mog die… This was not the life I wanted to lead. Why, why me? Why did I get stuck with this unstable, death trap of a life?
I felt the hand still squeezed my shoulder, calming me down in the slightest way. I felt another person kneel at my other side, pulling me into a tight, unexpected hug. My first instinct was to fight, not wanted to be calmed. I just wanted to cry my eyes out…
"Jenna, Jenna, stop. You're safe now." A voice whispered soothingly into my squirming ear. I knew right away just whom this voice belonged too: Ari.
"Is she okay?" I heard Five's deep, accented voice cut into my ears as I felt my body slowly begin to relax in Ari's arms. Five had regained himself while I was still blubbering like an upset, little child. I sniffled once more and then I felt my eyes suddenly dry as I plastered on a much calmer voice.
"I actually think I'm okay now." I sighed and looked up. First thing I saw: Ari's troubled, dark eyes. "Ari, I'm good. Really." I whispered to him. He hesitated for a moment before releasing my from his tight grasp. He kept one of my hands in his as we slowly got up. "Hey, guys…" I said and smiled awkwardly. First one that ran at me: Nudge.
"Stop. Making. Me. Think. You're. Dead." She growled and hit me with every word.
"Nudge, you're actually going to kill me!" I shrieked and tried to save myself as she beat me harder then the Mogs had. Max and Iggy pulled her away. Max was the next one to me. She hugged me hard.
"Second time, Jenna." She muttered into my ear.
"And hopefully the last." I shrugged against her.
"Better be." She grumbled as she pulled away and made room for Fang to get to me. He silently wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me once before letting me go. It was sure the shortest hug I had ever received, but I'll take it from Fang. Gazzy and Angel both rushed me at once. I wrapped one of my arms around both of them, my hand still in Ari's. After the Gasman and Angel were done, Iggy trudged his way over to me all nervous like.
"Uh, I'm glad you're not dead…" He muttered as he ran his fingers through his strawberry-blond hair awkwardly.
"Yeah, me too." I nodded just as awkwardly. Uh, then we kind of hugged… Kind of… For me it seemed like it would be exactly like what hugging your eighty-two year-old great, great uncle who smells like nothing but bologna and mustard… but that's just me… Sam rushed me next, nearly knocking me over.
"You scared everybody." He whispered.
"Hey, the flock should be used to this by now." I snickered into his ear. Four came to me next.
"Good to have you back, Nine." He said to me. Him calling me useless played over and over again in my head. My sister agreeing made me want to hurl…
"Thanks, Four." I nodded. I think he could sense I was still pissed. Good. I didn't want to have to tell him. Six pushed passed him and threw her arms around me.
"If you ever make me think you're dead EVER again, I'll shoot you myself." She growled against my ear.
"Is that a threat, or a promise?" I snickered back.
"Both. And don't you ever forget that." She hissed and pulled away. I smiled one last time at her before everyone's eyes fell on Five.
"Don't be shy, dearie." I winked at him as Ari's arm coiled around my waist and pulled me closer to his chest.
"Oh, right. Hi… Uh, I'm number Five… but you can call me Allen if you want… Five works too though…" He said insecurely. He looked so cute and nervous. Everyone began introducing themselves as Ari leaned in and pecked my lips.
"Hey, you." I whispered to him, not wanting to draw attention to us.
"Hey." He smiled at me. "I thought you were dead." His smiled faded.
"Yeah… Sorry 'bout that." I felt my face turn sad.
"It's okay, thought. You're back now." His smile returned. "And you being gone made me realize something…" His hands slid down my arms and picked up both of my hands.
"And what's that?" I smiled.
"I, uh, lo-…" He stopped all nervous-like. I think I knew where this was going. "I lov-…" He stopped again. His hands were shaking.
"Ari," I stopped him after a few more tries.
"Huh?" He stopped.
"Just kiss me." I giggled.
"That I can do." He snickered and leaned his head in. His lips crushed against me with such lust, I couldn't help but giggle against his lips. "I love you, so much." He whispered against my mouth and then kept his pressed against mine.
"I love you, too." My smile grew against his lips.
"Awww." I heard Nudge's voice ruin the moment. Ari's and my eyes widened as we pulled away from each other and I clapped one of my hands over my mouth in shock.
"How adorable." Max winked at us.
"Stop it." I snickered.
"You two are so cute. I'm sure you two will have such pretty babies." Max mocked.
"Who said anything about babies?" Ari looked shocked and looked at me.
"Allen, get in the Prius." I snapped and got in the car I was perched in front of. Five just laughed, much like everyone else except Ari. I opened the sunroof and popped my torso out of it. "Allen, in the Prius." I snapped again and pointed my finger down toward the black car. Five snickered one more time and shook his head as he walked toward the passenger side of the car. "Guys, just fly away." I shooed them away.
"But I can't fly." Four whined.
"Not you three." I sighed. "Go. Shoo." I snapped with my torso still hanging out of the opened sunroof.
"Up and away, guys." Max laughed as her and her flock took to the skies.
"And I'll see you when you land." I smiled and leaned down so Ari could kiss me again.
"Love you, babe." He snickered and pecked my lips quickly but lovingly.
"Love you, too." I smiled against his mouth once more. I watched as he backed away and took off into the air. I whistled for Bernie to come back from where we had left him to guard the area. He came trotting back not three seconds later. I motioned for Sam to pick him up and then popped back into the Prius with Five.
"So that was Ari, huh?" Five snickered as I started the eco-friendly car.
"No. I just had my mouth on him and told him I loved him because he was just an average-Joe I met on the street today." I replied sarcastically as I watched Four, Sam, and Bernie get in the truck and my sister straddle her red motorcycle.
"That Nudge chick is pretty cute." Five snickered.
"Don't even think about it." I snapped as I put the car in gear.
"Already have." I heard the smile in his voice as he leaned back in his seat.
"She could kick your ass." I replied as all three vehicles began moving at once.
"I don't doubt it." He chuckled as we hit the open road. I shook my head as I sped up, following behind Four and Sam. Six was leading in front.
And we were on the move again toward the dark Texas horizon. This was the first time I have ever left with less people then I entered with…
I swear by all that is good in me, this will never happen ever again.
Holy bagebiers this chapter is long... Hope you liked the longness... and the story... If you didn't, my baby angel-faced reader, tell me why... or tell me why you liked it... that works too. Loves you! :D