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Okay, I hope you enjoyed my last chapter! I promise this one will be better(: Only four more:( But here you go!
I hear a soft knock at my door and look up from the book I'm reading. "Come in," I say. The door opens and Nine walks through holding two mugs that are steaming slightly.
"Hot chocolate? I found a couple packs in the cupboard and just whipped them up," Nine says with a shrug. I grin at him and place my book on the night stand while leaning to sit up.
"Sure," I reply with a smile. I pat the end of the bed for him to sit down and sit cross-legged towards my pillows. "Have a seat." Nine smiles and plops himself down before handing over a mug. I take it in my hands and feel the heat radiate off before taking a sip, careful not to burn my mouth. As soon as the liquid hits my tongue, I melt into a world of chocolate and caramel. "This. Is. So. Good."
Nine chuckles and takes a sip. He has such a cute laugh and accent. I smile inwardly and take another sip. "I hope you don't mind, but I added a little bit of caramel that was in the refrigerator. It needed something extra," he says.
"Oh, no it's perfect," I say. Nine smiles at me with his perfect white teeth and kicks his shoes off. He brings his feet up onto the bed and leans against the wall beside the bed.
"So, tell me about yourself, Seven," Nine says with his lips curved upward into a small smile. I don't even bother correcting him because I'm so entranced by his presence.
"Well, what do you want to know?" I ask.
"Hmmm… just anything. I already know that Six and Sam are an item as well as Sarah and John, but I can't get anything else out of them. They seem solid as rocks. What about you? Are you and Five…?" Nine begins, but I furiously shake my head.
"No, no. He seems sort of closed off. John and Six are easier to get along with when they have Sam and Sarah with them so don't take it too hard. But, no, definitely not. I went to an all-girl Catholic school before that so there wasn't much luck there either," I reassure him. Nine grins at me and I find my heart racing a little.
"Oh, well that's a good thing to keep in mind," he says with a wink. I grin at him and take another taste of my drink.
"Well, what about you? I'm sure you must have someone back in San Diego," I say smugly, but Nine only shakes his head.
"Nope. The only person I've ever loved was my Cêpan and he died. I'm assuming everyone's did," Nine says solemnly. I look down at the brown liquid in my cup and take a sip. There's a moment of silence before I clear my throat.
"So… you want to play twenty questions?" I ask.
"Sounds good. You go first," Nine says. I smile and cock my head to the right a little.
"What's your favorite name you've ever been called?" I ask.
"Kellan. My Cêpan, Torin, gave me the name. It's Irish for 'warrior' whereas his meant 'the chief'," Nine says.
"I really like that name. Could I call you that?" I ask shyly.
"Sure," he says with a grin, "but that doesn't count as a question. Which place have you ever lived is your favorite?"
I groan and reply, "I don't have one. I've been at Santa Teresa ever since we got to Earth. What about you?"
"Can't you tell? Ireland. I grew up there mostly and left for San Diego a year ago after my Cêpan died. What powers do you have?" Kellan asks me.
"Well, I can heal people, I have telekinesis, I can breathe underwater, I have night vision, and I just have physical enhancements like everyone else," I explain. Kellan nods with every word I say and smiles at me. I cock my head to the side and give him a lopsided grin. "Why do you keep smiling at me?"
"It's hard not to," he says reflecting the same smile I have plastered on my face.
"Well what about you? What powers do you have?" I ask.
"Well, I have telekinesis and the physical enhancements as well, but as you've seen I can teleport. Want to know the coolest thing I can do?" Kellan asks me. I nod eagerly and smile waiting for him to show me. He reaches in his back pocket and pulls out a nickel. Then, he closes his hand and slowly reopens it to reveal a flower blossoming in his palm.
"Wow," I breathe.
"Yeah. I can shape shift objects into whatever I want them to be. I can turn lint into a stack of money or a pebble into a machine gun. Guns are the most complex thing's I've figured out though. I couldn't just make a car or a jet appear, but I'm working at it," Kellan says with a smile. He hands the flower to me which makes me blush slightly before thanking him and putting it on my night stand. Then, there's a knock at the door.
"Hey, you two," John says as he pops his head through the door. "Six said to get ready because we're leaving in five minutes. We're going to go scout out the base." With that, he closes the door and walks away.
I clear my throat and say, "Well, I guess we'll have to continue our game later."
Kellan smiles at me before sliding on his shoes and taking both mugs in his hands. "Definitely."
"Okay, everyone in," Six says as she jumps in the driver's seat. Thankfully, I was able to snag shot gun, but Five glares at me as he gets in the back. Nine, a little too quickly, volunteers to let Marina sit on him which of course makes me raise my eyebrow at him. Nine blushes a little and turns away which of course lets me know that they probably like each other. Maybe Sarah was right before; maybe no one decides who we fall for and it just happens. I smile at the memory of her and I on the plane, but soon it's whisked away with the sick feeling of teleporting.
It's over soon enough though for soon we're on road and Six is driving. I groan and ask, "How the hell do you do that all the time, Nine?" He laughs a little and pats my shoulder.
"You'll get used to it. And it's Kellan. Sorry I never made that clear before," he says. I nod in approval, but something tells me that he hadn't cared what he was called until his little chat with Marina. They glance at each other and exchange warm smiles which only makes my longing for Sarah grow stronger.
We drive for a good forty-five minutes before the trees along the road are so dense that there's barely sunlight coming through. Six pulls off and drives narrowly in between two large trees before stopping the car.
"Alright, now here's what's going to happen. Ni- Kellan is going to take Marina and Five with him and teleport. I'll be with John and turn invisible. But-"
"Actually, I'd prefer to go alone. I have a zero-gravity Legacy so I can climb on the trees. No offense, but I favor doing stealth work alone," Five says.
"Fine. As I was saying, we need to make sure we're as quiet as possible. I'm sure that Mogs are scattered everywhere. Some look human so do not engage anyone. Here are some maps of the perimeter of the place. The red X is where we need to meet after we're finished. It's a blind spot for the Mogs' security system. So, Five, you can take the east side, Kellan and Marina can take the south, and John and I will take the north. The west is the entrance and I already have the covered. Just record anything you need and set up these little cameras I brought. Any questions?" There's silence except for the rustling of the leaves on the trees. "Alright then, let's go."
Six immediately grabs my hand and I lose vision of any part of my body. We creep silently through the grass patches being careful not to step on any leaves for one false move could trigger an alarm. I clutch her hand tightly for support and Six squeezes it in reassurance, but I can only think about how different her hand is compared to Sarah's. God I miss her…
Suddenly, my hand is jerked to the side and I'm knocked up against a tree. Six covers my mouth to keep me from yelling because a seemingly normal looking person walks by, yet I know that they're not. I feel the scratch on my forehead and wipe the blood off before we start following the Mog. We match our footsteps with his to make sure he doesn't notice, but the Mog seems pretty clueless as he leads us to the base. Six sets up cameras along the way and we peel away from him right as we hit a clearing.
There are Mogs walking around everywhere. The ones in human form quickly shift back into their pale, razor-sharp teethed, bald-headed selves and walk through the door. They talk to each other and speak in strange tongues making my head swirl. There are at least fifty outside, but where are the rest? The Mogadorians are surrounding a random space in the forest with guns and cameras. I finally realize though, that the space is a sheet of camouflage.
The building is made entirely of stone, but the camouflage sheets and drapes around it make it almost impossible to see unless you're, well, unless you're one of us. The whole thing is basically a giant stone box. It has to have over thirty rooms and is almost forty feet tall. The walls look thicker than two feet and look stronger than steel. The roof has cameras and electrical fence surrounding it as well as it being guarded. I start to walk towards the base, but Six jerks me back.
"No, John. We're only getting surveillance on the outside. I have a good layout of the inside already," Six whispers.
"Okay," I respond in an equally quiet voice. We carefully walk around the outskirts of the base and plant small, unnoticeable cameras all around. I even catch a glimpse of Marina and Kellan towards the entrance. After thirty minutes of near-death experiences and silent work, we manage to cover our sides of the base and even a few extra spots. Soon, we retreat back into the woods and go to the red X which is placed right over a large cave, but with the entrance covered in strings of leaves, moss, and vines.
Six collapses into the cave breathing heavily from having to work so hard. I kneel down beside her and give her a short burst with my Lumen. "Thanks," she breathes. I nod at her and wait for the others. Soon enough, Five returns breathing even heavier than Six while Marina and Kellan get back with no physical weakness to be seen.
"Alright, let's get out of here," I say, "Kellan, can you take Five and Marina first, and then come back for Six and I?" He nods and in a flash, they're gone. However, he pops back in a few seconds and soon enough, we all plop into the car. Six quickly puts the car into gear and speeds off out of the trees down the road.
"Five, reach into my back pack will you? Grab the black tablet and hand it to John," Six says. I swivel around to face him as he shuffles around in her bag. He pulls out a black tablet and hands it to me. I flip open the cover and see it's like a giant phone. I press the circular button on the bottom and it comes to life asking me for a pass code. "It's 7264." I quickly touch the numbers and it opens to reveal many tiny screens with moving images. Some are green and others are in full color.
"Are these the cameras?" I ask. Six nods.
"Yeah. The ones in green are in night vision because it's too dark where they're placed. But, we should be able to monitor the whole building," Six explains. I nod and suddenly undergo the feeling of being teleported. However, it ends quickly and I can finally see the sun again. The light almost blinds me since I was in almost complete darkness before.
"Damn it, Kellan! Warn me next time, alright? I don't wanna puke in this gorgeous car!" I yell and send him a telekinetic smack to the back of the head. He grins devilishly and opens the car door for Marina to get out. I shove open my door and step out onto the roof. Five and the others start walking towards the stairs, but I walk the other way and sit on the concrete roof.
"Hey, John, are you coming or what?" asks Kellan.
"I'm good! I'll be there in a few," I reply back. I hear the door shut and shut my eyes to bask in the silence, but the sound of movement against the cement causes me to open my eyes.
"Alright, let's talk," Six says. She puts a hand on my shoulder and I slant my mouth to the left. I sigh and look up at her directly in the eyes.
"There's nothing to talk about, Six. I miss Sarah; you miss Sam; that's all there is to it. It's whatever though. The only thought that keeps crossing my mind is if I fight, I'm risking death, but if I run, I know for a fact that I'll never have a life with her," I say. Six nods and leans her head on my shoulder.
"I feel the exact same way, but we were given this mission to save Earth first, and then create a family. It sucks and it's not fair, but life is unfair. It's cruel, dark, and selfish and as soon as we're done here, I'm going back to Lorien. I don't care what it'll be like, but I'm going back. I'm bringing Sam and if it's possible, I'm going to live there. We're going to beat these guys, John. We will." I lean my head on top of hers and gaze off into the sky.
"I sure hope so, Six."
"Thanks for dinner, Mrs. Hart. It was amazing," Sam says. I roll my eyes at him, but my parents only laugh.
"Oh, you're welcome! It's like having the boys back home! They ate so much all the time! What is it with you teenage boys?" my mom asks him. Sam shrugs and gets up with his plate to go put it in the dishwasher.
"Sarah, can I have a word?" my dad asks me from across the table. I nod and put my napkin down while getting up from my chair. Uh oh. This doesn't seem good. We walk through the living room and go down the hallway to the family room so that we're away from my mom and Sam. "Alright, Sarah. I know this might be hard for you, but why'd you leave?"
"Dad, I told you, John and Jane had to go deal with some financial issues about their parents and we-" I try to explain, but he puts a hand up.
"No, Sarah, I want the truth. I want the truth about why you two ran off in the first place right after an attack in the high school. Who is he?" my dad asks. I sigh.
"He's an alien, Dad. What do you want to hear?" I ask.
"The truth! And as a matter of fact, an alien seems like a better explanation then what you're giving me right now!" my dad starts to yell. Anger boils up inside of me and I clench my fists.
"Well he is an alien, Dad! John and Jane are both aliens who had to go fight the bad ones trying to take over our planet! There's your answer!" I yell and storm off. I run upstairs and slam my door. With adrenaline still pumping through my veins, I open my laptop and search the flights to Germany. I hear the door open, but I know it's only Sam. Quickly, I browse to the soonest available flights.
"Sarah, what are you doing? I thought we were going to leave in a week," Sam says gently.
"I don't care, Sam. I need to see him. I just… I just need to get away from here, okay? Just anywhere," I say shakily. Sam tentatively lifts my hands off of my laptop and he shuts it.
"Listen to me, Sarah. If we go too soon, they'll just make us leave again. We need to go at the exact time, okay? And we can go. We can go anywhere, but there for now, okay? Where do you want to go?" Sam asks me.
"I want to go to John's house."
Ten minutes later, I find myself on the doorstep of John's old home. I grab Sam's hand for support and he squeezes it gently as I turn the knob. The house is covered in dust, but it still smells like the same house they lived in. I turn left and follow the hallway until I get to his room. Shakily, I turn the handle and open the door. It creaks as I open it and the room looks like it's been frosted with grey icing.
I walk to his wall and find the map of the places he's been to and take it down. I fold it carefully and slide it into my pocket. I then look at his bed and remember the days we talked, laid, kissed, and slept there. I bet it still smells like him under the blanet of dust. I remember my first night home how he hid under the covers and wouldn't let me leave. I remember how sweet he was in the morning. I remember everything about him.
"John, I love you so much," I think.
"I love you too, Sarah. Are you okay?" I hear in response.
"I'm fine. I just miss everything about you," I think again.
"You know… you were never the best liar. Sarah, love, what's wrong?" I hear back.
"I'm just… I'm in your old house. I'm just remembering everything," I reply. There's silence for a few minutes before his voice enters my head again.
"Oh. Well, I'll be home soon. We got the surveillance set up today so we should have a pretty good idea of what we're up against," John says.
"Tell me about it," I say.
"It's enormous. The building is four stories high, there are over fifty Mogs outside at all times, and the weapons they have are huge," John says. I shut my eyes and shudder at the thought of it. Sam puts a hand on my shoulder and I lean my face against it.
"Come back soon. I miss you so much, John. I love you," I say.
"You know I will. I miss you and love you more each day," John says.
"Goodnight, John."
"Goodnight, Sarah."
Meh. I don't know if I liked it or not… oh well. Review please!(: