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I was told in a review by sklbell that Eight couldn't teleport more than 250 feet unless he was at a Loralite stone. Thank you so much for reminding me and luckily I managed to find an excuse to make it still out otherwise the poor Garde wouldn't be alive much longer. So thank you :D

Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter :)

Sarah

The first thing I register is the rain. It's cold and continuous, falling steadily onto me as I lie on the ground. I shiver from the iciness and curl up in a ball.

The second thing I register is that I feel sick. Really, horribly sick with a stabbing pain in my head and nausea washing all over me. I groan and wrap my arms around myself more securely.

"Sarah, are you ok?" I hear John ask. I look up into his blue eyes, filled with concern, and nod. I let him help me sit up and I lean against him, weak. He rubs my bag and I feel a flash of heat from his touch. Despite him kissing Six, I still deeply love him. I can't help my feelings about him and to be honest, I wouldn't change them even if I could. He's too perfect to not want to love.

John wraps an arm around me and rests his head against mine. I smile at his need for my comfort and I take his hand. Things may have gone wrong between us but we never stopped loving one another. That was always there.

I see Six sitting up and shaking her head, disorientated. We're in a big field, filled with cows that have hidden at one end. Probably scared of our sudden appearance. John's chest is sitting next to us.

"Oh no" I gasp, as I realise I can't see any of the others. Six has crawled her way over and nods when she hears me.

"Yep, we've been separated again" she says, scowling. Somehow, I think she's forgiven me more because she doesn't say anything biting to me. Hopeful, I smile at her and feel my heart lift when she smiles back. Maybe things aren't so bad after all.

"Where do you think they are?" John asks, grimly looking around. The rain is still falling but none of us care; we have bigger things to worry about.

"No idea. Hopefully somewhere in the US" Six says. I nod and stand up.

"Is that where are we then?" I ask, gaining some confidence. I never felt self-assured with the others but now that the group has cut down, I feel slightly better. Six looks surprised by me talking, because I've been so quiet recently, but not in a bad way. Maybe we can be friends after all.

"Looks like it. Can't tell for sure though" John says, standing next to me. Six joins us.

"How the hell did we get so far? I thought Eight could only teleport 250 feet unless there's a Loralite stone?" I ask. John frowns but Six nods.

"I thought about that. I have two ideas. The less likely one: our Loralite pendants were strong enough to make us teleport longer distances. The other one: Lorien helped us escape" she explains.

"What?" I ask stupidly. She smiles despite the serious situation.

"Malcolm said it was waking up so I think it's started to help us more. We would have died if we couldn't have escaped. Lorien helped us to survive" she says. I nod and John grins in pleasant surprise.

"Ok, well then our plan is to get to Chicago. That's where Five said Sam would be" she says, standing with her hands on her hips. I wish I could be as strong as her but I can never be like that. It's just not me.

"Wait, John, didn't you say you have a globe that lets you see the others' whereabouts?" I ask. John grins at me and nods.

"Great idea, Sarah!" he says and I glow from the compliment. Yep, still definitely infatuated with him. I see Six smirk at my red cheeks and I blush even more.

John bends down and unlocks his chest by pressing his hands to the lock. With a click, it opens and he rummages inside it for a while. He pulls out a small bag and opens it, dropping small balls into his hand. He throws them into the air and they form a glowing solar system. I stare at it, amazed and he grins at me.

"This is Lorien" he says, shining his Lumen on one ball. It glows and turns from dull grey to a beautiful and vibrant planet. I feel tears form in my eyes as I realise just how much the mogs destroyed. A light pulses in the centre and John frowns slightly.

"The light's bigger than it was last time" he says, confused. Six moves closer, an awed look on her face.

"What does that mean?" she asks. I listen, interested.

"It could mean Lorien's awaking. Henri always said this light meant it was hibernating but now it could be waking for real! Which means your eariler theory is definitely correct" he says, excited towards the end. The two of them share a grin and I feel a pulse of jealousy flash through me. No matter how much he loves me, John shares a special connection with Six because they're both Loric. I can't ever beat that.

"What's it doing now?" I ask, alarmed as the globes start speeding up in their rotation. Soon they all blur together and then a miniature globe of Earth is formed. There are pulsing lights in certain places and I lean closer, transfixed. John just smiles.

"Ok, so there aren't any of us in America" Six says, studying the globe. John curses and I look around, wondering what country we're in now.

"There are two in England; that must be us" Six says. John snorts and shrugs.

"Figures, there's rain" he says. Those two laugh and again I feel jealous. I shake it off and point to two more lights.

"Two are in Egypt" I say. Six nods and frowns.

"I hope they're all right" she says, absentmindedly. I nod.

"They will be. Based on their geography, they're near the Nile which means civilisation" I say, secure in my knowledge. John grins and squeezes my hand, proud of me I guess. I grin at him and I see Six roll her eyes, annoyed.

"And three are in Russia. Judging by the groups, that must be Five, Nine and Ella. Which means Marina, Eight and Adam are in Egypt" John finishes.

Six sighs and pushes her hair back. "Why couldn't we end up in somewhere like Australia or Brazil? Not England. There's nothing exciting here just rain" she says. John laughs and nods but I shake my head.

"That's not true. England is filled with history and it's a fascinating country. I've heard London is the place to visit" I contradict. I flush, realising I've just opposed Six but she just grins.

"Touché. First, I think we find shelter and then make a plan to go back to the US" she says. John nods and puts away the globe, shutting his chest at the end. He hoists it up and cradles it under one arm.

"Agreed. But first, I'd love to try an English cup of tea" he says in a British accent, winking at Six. She laughs as they walk ahead, talking about stereotypical English stuff.

I trail behind, feeling left out and filled with self-pity.

Xxx

Adam

I wake up lying face down on burning sand. A punishing heat beats down on me and i'm sweating intensely. I groan from the pain behind my eyes and my desperate need for water. I taste sand in my mouth and I spit it out with what little moisture I have.

I push myself up onto my elbows and slowly open my eyes. The sun blinds me and I immediately shut them. I lean forward and rest my arms on my knees, with my head in my hands. What fresh hell is this?

"Adam?" I hear Marina ask. I look over, still blinking madly from the light, and see her stagger to her feet. She stumbles over to Eight, who is not far from me. He is unconscious and looks in a bad way. Worried, I drag myself over to them. Marina rests her hand on his forehead and closes her eyes in concentration. I look around, trying to figure out where we are, but I can only see sand. Two chests are sitting near us but i'm too weak to think about getting them just now.

Marina sighs and leans back. She looks pretty rotten too, but she's in the best shape out of us all. Eight is still unconscious and I frown. He looks pale beneath his tan and his brow is shining with sweat. I see Marina gently brush his hair back, despite the fact he's not awake to feel it. Must be a love thing.

"He must have fainted from the teleporting. He'll wake up soon but for now, I can carry him. We have to get to water as soon as possible" she says. I nod and stand up. I grab one chest but I know I can't carry both. I see Marina has picked up Eight and slung him on her back. Then, she bends down and carries the second chest. Loric strength and all that, I guess.

"Where are the others?" I ask. I haven't seen them at all and by the look on Marina's face, they're not here.

"I have no idea but they won't be near enough to help. When Eight last teleported, Six was separated from us by almost an ocean. So the others could be anywhere for all we know" she says. We begin walking in a random direction and already I feel my strength sapping.

"Where are we?" I ask. Marina sighs again and I see her move her chest into a more comfortable position.

"Again no idea. There will have been a Loralite stone nearby wherever we are and maybe where we teleported from. I would love to stay there until Eight wakes up but we need water and we won't get that back there" she says. I nod and continue walking.

The sun beats down on us and soon I stop sweating from lack of moisture in my body. My mouth is as dry as the ground we're walking on and I feel my breath quicken. I need rest and water, fast.

I think of Five and our last conversation, which was more of argument. I remember the expression on her face and I wish I could just talk to her now, see if she's all right. I can't stand the thought of her being hurt because of me. Despite everything I said, she's still my best friend and I love her. I just hope she managed to escape from the beach like I did, even if we ended up here. Better to die in freedom than in captivity.

Marina plods on continuously next to me and I take comfort in her presence. As long as we stick together, we'll be fine. Hopefully. I scan the horizon but still, there's nothing. Despair begins to fill me and I try to stop my rising panic. I can't afford to think like this, dying is not an option.

My skin is blistering from the sun but I know that Marina will heal me when we get back to civilisation. If we get there. My feet are burning from the hot ground and the wind plasters sand onto my skin and into my hair. We must have been walking for an hour now but I know i'm almost finished.

"Hey, what's that?" Marina croaks. Like me, she has very little liquid left in her body. I see her weakly pointing towards something in the distance. It's a green blob and as my eyes focus, I think I see trees. Trees! I'm thrilled because where trees are, there's bound to be a source of water.

"We need to get there" I reply, my voice scraping against my throat. Marina nods, determined, and hoists Eight into a better position.

Our spirits lifted, we walk briskly towards the trees. It takes around half an hour to get there, but we are so excited by the prospect of a couple of drops of water, we don't care. My feet are bleeding from cutting them on rocks in the sand and I see Marina is not much better. My arm is almost dead from carrying the chest but as we reach the edge of the trees, a huge grin plasters onto my face.

Grass begins to appear under our feet. Tough and coarse but grass all the same. We're running now, through the trees to the greenest area. I think I can hear the lapping of water and I increase my speed. When I finally break through the trees, I could cry at what I see. A huge river slowly winds through the desert and I drop to my knees, the chest landing next to me.

Marina is already there, drinking water slowly down by the river in a shaded part. I briefly remember the warning to not drink loads after almost dying from dehydration. I lean down by the river's edge and reverently take a sip of water. The liquid on my tongue and in my mouth immediately invigorates me and I drink only a little bit, before leaning back. I don't care about the cleanliness of the water; I just need it. I know Marina and I won't leave for a while, so I have plenty of time to enjoy the water.

I see Marina pull Eight down to the river. She lies him down next to me and I pour a handful of water over his face. He needs to drink too; he needs to wake up.

He groans and rolls over, woken up by the water on his face. I see the relief on Marina's face as she begins to gently help him up. He still looks weak but at least he's awake. He takes a long drink from the river and Marina and I do the same. The water is heaven.

Eight sits back up and rubs his face, confused. Marina stands up and retrieves our chests, bringing them to us. I lean back against the bank and enjoy the shade and the gentle wind cooling me down. I would love a swim but right now, I feel too tired.

"Where are we?" Eight asks. I look at him and smile grimly.

"No idea. We were hoping you could tell us that" I say. Marina has stood up and is looking around with her hands on her hips. She shakes her head at us and sighs, amused.

"Really guys? We're in Egypt. Don't either of you recognise the Nile" she says. I stare around, stunned. One minute we're in New Hampshire, now we're in the land of the Pharaohs. Or dead ones, anyway. No wonder Eight was tired.

"Oh shit" Eight groans. I see Marina smile and then sit down, taking his hand.

"Where are the others? And how did we end up here?" he asks, completely lost. I grin, cheered up by the water and shrug.

"No idea to your first question. Luckily, we must have split up in our groups, thanks to Six's suggestion. As for how we got here, we landed in the desert about an hour and a half away. Marina carried you and a chest whilst I bought the other one until we got here" I say. Eight smiles at Marina gratefully and hugs her.

"Thank you, both of you" he says. He's pretty overwhelmed and i'm guessing he feels guilty too. Another time his teleporting has gone wrong.

"Look, it's not your fault" Marina says, sensing the same thing. "You saved us by getting us out of there. But now, we need to get to people and then we make it back to Chicago. The others will do the same" she reassures Eight. He nods and leans his head on her shoulder. He still looks tired from the teleporting.

I sigh and stretch, knowing eventually we'll have to go. But for now we can stay and relax by the Nile.

At least mogs won't attack us here.

Xxx

Five

I lie on the frozen ground, sort of wishing I could just lie here and enjoy the peace. Despite the freezing conditions, it's just nice to lie down for once without worrying about being attacked. I groan and sit up, looking around. At first, I panic, thinking i'm all alone but then I soon see Ella and Nine some distance away. Both are unconscious and I roll my eyes. Just great.

We're lying on frozen tundra; sturdy grass, small hills and occasional patches of snow. A frosty wind whips through this barren wasteland and I shiver, pulling my thin jacket closer around me. It's not enough but it's better than nothing.

I wonder where the others are but I know they will be far away from me. Although Six had told us to hold hands with our groups in precaution, I think we all knew that we would be separated. However, I had no idea that I'd end up somewhere out of America. Nine, Ella and I landed in Russia, that much i'm certain of.

I stand up, tired, but then fall to the ground after a stab of pain in my side. I groan and lift my jacket up, to examine the damage. There's quite a deep wound, bleeding slightly and it's very painful. I must have gotten it on the beach without realising. I press the healing stone to it but I must have been out some time because it won't heal now. I curse in frustration.

I pull my jacket off and then my shirt off, in nothing but jeans and a bra. I'm glad Nine isn't up right now to laugh at me. I use my legacy to warm the air around me; otherwise I would turn into a living ice statue. I rip my t-shirt into long ribbons and then tie it around my waist like bandages. Proper stitches will have to wait.

Once i'm happy with my makeshift bandages, I pull my jacket back on and stand up. I grimace slightly from the pain but I'll soon get used to it. I make my way over to Nine and Ella. Ella is very pale, from the cold and the teleporting. I can't see any gaping wounds on her so I have to assume she's all right.

I kick Nine in the side and he moans and rolls over. He's barely conscious but he will have to wake up. I can't carry them both with my injury.

"Get up" I hiss in his ear, bending down to his level. He moans again and I swear, realising just how badly the teleporting affected him. I pull Ella onto my back and fasten her there by telekinesis. It will have to do. I grab the two chests and put one under my arm. The weight is not helping my wound but I will just have to deal with it. I hook my other arm around Nine and pull him up. He stumbles and leans onto me heavily. He's half unconscious; the teleporting must have affected him badly, just like Ella. I shove the second chest into his arms and then drag them along, Nine barely able to walk.

Using mind control, I search miles around us and locate a small town four hours away. I can do that. As we walk, I admire the beauty of the cold tundra around me. It's an unforgiving place; a cold desert. There must be Loralite around here somewhere but unfortunately we have to leave it. Not that we could do anything with it.

I drag Nine along for at least two hours; he's unconscious now so i'm just pulling him by the waist. I'm exhausted and my arms are almost numb from use. He's heavy! Ella isn't too bad but my wound is sapping my energy. I hope Nine wakes up soon to help me. I wonder why those two were affected and I wasn't. Maybe it's just a coincidence.

I think of Adam and hope he's all right. I hope his situation is better than mine anyway. Seeing as he's probably with Marina, he'll at least have someone to heal him. Right now, I'd kill for someone to teleport here and heal me. My wound is burning with pain and I can feel the blood seeping into my bandages. I bite my lip and try to blink the tears away. I'll worry about it later, not now.

I trip and fall over a small rock, dropping Nine and Ella. She rolls away and the chests thud next to me. I close my eyes, succumbing to exhaustion.

Xxx

I hear a groan and open my eyes. I haven't been out for long, half an hour at most, as the light hasn't changed that much. Soon it will be dark here though.

I sit up, feeling better for the best, and see Nine shaking the sleep away. I never thought I'd be so glad to see him awake. He smiles when he sees me but frowns when he notices Ella is still unconscious and we're all alone. I'm too tired to care. I realise that I can't feel the cold and I know that we've been exposed for too long. We need to get to people soon.

"Where are we?" he says, helping me stand. I'm unsteady but don't feel anything from my wound. Right now, that doesn't bother me although I know it can't be a good sign.

"Russia. We arrived a couple of hours ago but you two were unconscious. I dragged you guys here but then passed out half an hour ago" I say. He nods, barely remembering what happened.

"Sorry" he says, looking a bit guilty. I shrug and bend down, picking up the two chests. In turn, he picks up Ella and cradles her in his arms protectively. To be honest, I'd kill to be carried but I know that I can't. I have to be strong.

"There's a town about two hours away. I can compel someone to help us once we get there" I say. Nine nods and we begin walking.

I create a small dome of heat around Nine and I, using my element legacy. We continue walking for about an hour or so when he smiles at me.

"Thanks" he says and I know it's for more than the weather. It's for carrying him and Ella this far. I nod and continue to walk.

"Well, you saved my life back in the theme park. An eye for an eye and all that" I say. Nine laughs.

"That usually applies to revenge, not helping someone in return" he says. I shrug, ignoring the technicalities. "But you're welcome. I couldn't let you die" he says. I look at him surprised.

"Why not? Most people would" I say. He looks away, towards the small smudge that is the village. Another 45 minutes and we'll be there. The relief makes us walk faster.

"I don't know... obviously you're useful to us but... you're not a bad person. Granted we got off on the wrong foot, but genuinely I think you're a nice person and I couldn't let you die" he says. Strangely, I feel happy at his admission and I find myself disturbed at the joy I felt when he said he didn't want me to die.

"Well, thanks anyway" I say, effectively stopping the conversation.

We continue to walk for longer until we reach the village. It's silent and empty; no one is around. I realise it must be very late and that most people will be in bed. There's a small square and we stop there, deciding where to go. My wound re-opened half an hour ago and every step I take sends a shooting pain through me. I try not to make a noise but I know i'm in serious trouble. I need to get help now.

"I say we knock on a random door and you see whether you can trust that person" Nine says. I nod weakly, just wanting to sleep. We trudge towards the back of the town; we want to attract the least attention as possible.

After five minutes, we reach the last house and we begin to walk towards it when I slip on some ice. I cry out at the stabbing pain emitted from my waist and I bend over. Nine turns and grabs my arm, as I double over in pain. He uses telekinesis to put Ella on the ground and then holds me up. He looks very concerned and shakes me slightly. Not helpful at all.

"Five, what's wrong?" he says.

"Wound... in my side..." I gasp out. The pain has really hit me now; I must have pulled something when I slipped on the ice. Nine frowns and pulls my jacket up, to see my injury. He hisses when he sees my t-shirt bandages soaked with blood. I'm almost out of it.

"Five, you should have told me!" he says, shaking me again. I ignore him and collapse forward. I feel him grab me and lie me down onto the ground. I slip away into a dream-like state, my injury finally taking over me.

I'm not really aware of much after that but I do remember feeling a pair of strong arms lifting me up and the chatter of Russian. I felt myself being deposited in a soft bed but then after that everything went dark.

Ok, I know some of you wanted the teleporting to work whilst others wanted it not to. There are reasons I decided to split them up:

1) It means way more FivexNine interaction :)

2) More action and fights

3) Different storylines

4) I can still focus on all characters instead of shoving some to the back while I deal with others

5) I needed a good storyline

6) I'm mean :D

So, if you don't totally hate my story now please review! I promise to put loads of 5x9 stuff in if you do!

P.S. I'll probably put it in anyway :D