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Six

"Ok, so you just have to stay here and look after John's chest. Don't let anyone take it" I order Sarah. She sighs and looks at me exasperated.

"I'm not going to leave the room; no one will be able to get to the chest. And if I am attacked, I'll hide it. I'll be fine, you guys are the ones going to the base" she replies. I shrug and nod.

"Can't be too careful" I reply. I pull on my coat and strap my sword to my belt. I look pretty badass with black jeans and a black leather jacket, i'm not gonna lie. John must think so too because he seems to appreciate how I look.

"Ok, well, stay safe" Sarah says. She gets up and hugs John who holds her close in return. I do feel sorry for him despite my jealousy; loving two people must suck.

John pulls back and kisses her gently, before stepping out of her arms. She smiles at him sadly and then I grab his hand. We turn invisible and leave the room.

The base is ten minutes away from Birmingham but has been disguised as a factory. It's a big base; the biggest in England apparently. John and I will walk there as it's easier for us and we don't have a time limit.

Today we're going to assess the layout to get as much information as possible. Since it's such an active compound there will be developed drugs, mogadorian animals and a whole lot more. We need to collect as much information as possible before we return tomorrow to destroy the place.

Now that will be fun.

John and I don't speak as we make our way over to the base; we're filled with too much adrenalin to have a heart-to-heart. And to be honest, I can't be bothered with him anymore. He says he loves me but he continues to be with Sarah. I'm done with him; done with love. I'll be more like Five, a warrior who's disinterested in love. Emotions just get you hurt.

We reach the base and crouch outside. There are lots of cameras and other detection systems but we'll be fine with invisibility. A huge barbed wire fence surrounds the whole place and a shiver goes down my back at just how deadly the whole place looks.

"Ok, so we can use telekinesis to get over the fence and then we improvise" John whispers. I smirk slightly.

"Seems a solid plan" I retort. I hear him laugh very quietly and then we walk to the fence. We easily manage to lift ourselves over using our legacy. It seems too simple, although I know that today is the easier day. Tomorrow will be harder.

We creep towards the main building and my heart begins to pound a bit more. Despite being a great fighter, I still have nightmares about bases. They remind me of Katarina and her death. I try to squash those memories; I need to focus. Still, the pain lingers as we make our way across the grounds.

We reach the main doors and then stop. They're massive and industrial – looking; basically impossible to sneak through invisibly. I don't think even the mogs wouldn't be suspicious if these doors opened without someone there. We have to have a key card to enter and obviously, we don't have one of those. Well damn.

"What are we going to do?" John asks in dismay. I sigh in annoyance.

"We'll probably have to wait for someone else to open the doors" I reply. I hear him swear and I smile. We have time, just not patience.

Fortunately, we don't have to wait for long as a mog soon leaves the building. It's carrying a gun and the instinct to grab the weapon and kill the mog is overwhelming. I have to squash it down; killing the mog will give away our position and we need to remain hidden.

We enter the base and I suck my breath in, shocked. The place is huge. The mogs tunnelled down into the earth because I see escalators link different levels way below. There are also many leading to floors above us. There are hundreds of different hallways on each level and I begin to feel dismayed. How on earth can we learn everything about this place?

"I say we go to the experiment rooms" John whispers very quietly to me. I understand immediately. After the drug used on us to block our legacies, I've felt more vulnerable around agents. We need to discover the other, potentially more harmful drugs.

"Ok" I whisper back. We begin to head to a map that's displayed near the entrance; it's like a twisted shopping centre where it directs you to all the different shops. I suppose even mogs get lost, though the image in my head is pretty funny. They would look even more stupid than they do usually.

We spot the level labelled 'Development and Experimentation: Loric'. I feel anger grow in my stomach but I have to try really hard to suppress it. They have a whole level dedicated to develop drugs to harm us! I suppose I shouldn't have thought any different but it still pisses me off.

We use telekinesis to float ourselves to the level because it's quicker and helps us practice. Once we're on the floor we begin exploring.

It takes hours. There are so many rooms dedicated to these drugs that will destroy us. And there are so many different kinds. There was one room filled with a chemical that could turn our legacies against us once administered. I shivered at that one; how horrible to be betrayed by your own inheritance. There was another drug that could transfer our legacies to the mogs. Again, a horrible prospect. We also saw torture drugs, chemicals that could read minds (I didn't fully understand that one) and many more.

We make our way out of the base and make back for the hotel. We need a good sleep and then we're ready for tomorrow. Ready to destroy the base.

Because after everything we saw today, we'll be doomed if we don't.

We walk in silence until we're a couple of minutes from the hotel, when John drags me into an alley. I turn visible and look at him surprised, unsure by his behaviour. I'm about to ask what's wrong, when he leans down and kisses me.

It's a slow and sweet kiss; neither of us wants to get carried away. I wind my arms around his neck as he pulls back, a smug smile on his face. I grin and raise my eyebrow at him. It seems my resolve to give up on love lasted very well.

"I'm sorry. I've wanted to do that all day" he says, blushing slightly.

I laugh and push his hair out of his eyes. "You don't have to apologise about kissing me. I don't mind" I reply. He grins and then leans down, pressing his forehead to mine. Our lips are millimetres apart and it's so tempting to reach up and kiss him again.

"Only a couple more weeks and then it's just us. No more Sarah to separate us" he says, a grim smile on his face. I sigh and pull away.

"If she's that much of a problem then why don't you end with her now" I ask, a frown on my face. He looks down, a guilty look on his face.

"I'm a coward, aren't I" he replies. I reach out and take his hand, running my thumb over his skin. He smiles gently.

"I know it's hard but you have to do it soon, not put it off otherwise she'll just feel worse" I try to persuade him. He nods and takes a shaky breath.

"Ok... after the base, I promise I'll tell her" he says. I smile and my heart leaps with joy inside of me. He grins at my attempts to feign disinterest and he leans down, pressing a kiss to my lips.

"God, I love you" he mutters.

I reply with a kiss.

Xxx

Nine

I lie on the massive bed and smile in satisfaction. Now this is luxury. Russia sure knows how to treat people well. We're in a ridiculously expensive hotel but since we had a lot of money with us when we arrived on Earth, we can afford it. And hey, we're fighting an impossible war; we might as well get spoilt whenever we can.

I hear the shower stop running; Five has finally finished. That girl loves long showers. I've already had one and am now lying on the bed in fresh clothes. It's my last pair but i'm ok with dirty clothes. You have to be when you're constantly on the run.

Ella's lying on the bed next to me. She's also showered and is wearing pyjamas under that over-sized dressing gown. She's very sleepy and is trying to resist the urge to fall asleep. Cute. She probably wants to stay awake to talk through the plan with Five and I but I would go to sleep if I were her. It's not often you can have a luxury nap.

Five leaves the bathroom wearing leggings and an over-sized jumper. Somehow she looks good in it. I avoid her gaze and concentrate on flicking through TV channels. After my breakdown earlier, i'm embarrassed to face her. I haven't told anyone the details about Sandor's death and I never expected such a strong reaction.

I think of the way she was so kind to me and didn't make me feel stupid for crying. When she had hugged me, I literally thought I was in heaven.

You like her a small part of me acknowledges. There's no point in denying it, I do like her. A lot. She's strong and deadly but at the same time, she's still a good person inside. You just have to work really hard to get a glimpse of that Five.

And best of all, she has flaws like me. She can be too proud at times and too emotionless, keeping things locked up. She's not this seemingly perfect girl like Six; there are lots of things about Five that needs fixing but that's what makes her special. Human.

"So, what's our plan?" I ask. I let her make the decisions; I would just go and kill as many mogs as I could if it were up to me. The bastards deserve it. However, Five thinks more strategically and right now, that's necessary.

"Well... I heard of a special Loric artefact hidden in Saint Petersburg" she begins. I sit up interested.

"Where did you hear that?" I ask. She smiles and sits close to me. I can smell her shampoo; it makes me smile at the smell of vanilla. But then the memory of Maddy's hair smelling the same way makes my heart harden.

Above all else, I'll make the mogs pay. This is war.

"In the documents we got from Paradise" she explains. I nod along, distracted by the thought of killing mogs. It's a pleasant train of thought. "Apparently, the Loric loved Saint Petersburg and there are loads of Loric artefacts hidden there"

I sigh. "It's pretty big; we'll need a specific location" I counter. She grins.

"There were some directions to a small church in the city. I think I can remember enough to get by" she says. I roll my eyes.

"Of course you can" I say. She smiles and looks down. A strand of hair falls on her cheek and I lean forward and tuck it back behind her ear without thinking. She looks up, startled. Our eyes meet and I feel a flash of warmth travel through me. Yeah, I definitely like her.

Suddenly, we hear a crash and shouting from along the corridor. I'm up on my feet immediately and I run to the door. I open it and peer out, adrenalin pounding through me. Other heads stare out of doors so I don't stick out fortunately. I see a couple of armed men at the end and swear. I shut the door and turn back to Five and Ella, who's woken up.

"We've gotta go; the authorities have arrived" I say. Five nods, looking resolute. She pulls on a pair of thick snow boots and Ella and I do the same. I shove my chest in my rucksack and sling it on my shoulder, Five following suit. I grab our coats and chuck them to the others. In seconds, we're dressed, although Ella is least prepared for the cold out of all of us. She can change later.

I run to the window and throw it open, when the door crashes down. I hear the sound of bullets and duck instinctively. Ella cries out and I see her crumple to the ground, blood staining her thigh. Five is grabbed by one of the men but she throws him into a wall easily. I run over to Ella and scoop her up in my arms.

"Five, come on!" I shout desperately. Usually I would fight back and deal out death and pain, but I need to get Ella to safety. Five looks over and stops her attack on the Russian cops. I grab her arm and jump out of the window.

Thanks to my anti-gravity legacy, we don't go tumbling to our deaths. Five hangs towards the ground, only held up by my hold on her arm. I throw her over my shoulder and run up to the rooftop. We manage to make it there before the cops begin shooting at us.

"What are we going to do?" Five shouts as I look at Ella properly. It's a serious wound; the bullet hit a main artery. I panic and look at her.

"We need to help Ella! She can't die!" I say desperately. I think of all the people I've already lost; I can't lose Ella too. Five nods and rummages in her pocket. A look of horror passes over her face.

"The healing stone's back in the hotel room! I left it in the bathroom!" she says. I look at her in dismay. We can't lose Ella, she's too special. A fierce wind blows against us and I see Five shudder in the chill. I don't care, I only have one goal. To kick some major Russian ass.

Oh, and save Ella too of course.

"We need to get it!" I shout. She nods and then there's a banging against the door to the roof. We look over in a panic.

"Shit" I hiss. Never have I felt so helpless yet so eager at the same time. Usually I would just beat up the wastes of space that are the cops but I need to take care of Ella. She is lying lifeless in my arms and there's nothing I can do. I feel terrible; I have to do something before it's too late.

"Take Ella and get the hell out of here. I'll get the healing stone" I say, passing Ella to Five. She hesitates before she takes Ella, putting her over her shoulder.

"How will you find us?" she says, uncertainty in her voice. I smile grimly.

"Hopefully, you'll come and get me" I say. She nods, serious, and then grabs my hand as I turn to leave. I look back at her surprised. She leans up and kisses me gently on the cheek before speaking.

"Stay safe" she says and then she's invisible. Gone. I stand there for a second, a stupid grin on my face and then I shake myself. I have to get the stone. I'll worry about that stupid kiss later.

I take a deep breath and step off the roof, just as the cops manage to break down the door. Fortunately they don't see me and there aren't any more police leaning out the window, waiting to shoot. They must have all run to the roof door.

I run down the wall of the hotel and reach our room in record time. Fear for Ella is making me faster than usual. I jump through the window and then duck as bullets slam by the wall where my head would have been. I look up and use telekinesis to throw the young soldier into a wall. He's the only one here; left to guard the place if we return. He didn't do very well.

Faintly I hear angry shouting from the roof and grin in amusement. They're not gonna be happy that I outwitted them and they'll have to return down here. I race for the bathroom, spotting the healing stone almost immediately. I breathe a sigh of relief and grab it quickly.

A sudden shooting pain bursts in my side as I turn and I look in shock as the soldier aims at me again. I swear; I just assumed I had knocked him out. I use telekinesis to snap his neck automatically. The worst thing is I don't care about it that much. This is a war. I know he would have killed me, hell he tried to!

I hear the pound of feet drawing closer and I know I have to leave before they discover me and the dead guy. Then they really would want to kill me.

Ignoring the pain in my shoulder, I race for the window but am shot twice more as I escape. The humans are faster than I thought. Gotta give them bonus points for that. I groan in pain at the blood running down my arm from the wounds in my shoulder but I don't have time to heal myself and the injuries are not serious enough to cause me concern.

I send a telekinetic blast towards the Russian police as I jump out the window and I hear them cry in shock as they are thrown back. I laugh maniacally, overcome by the familiar bloodlust. I turn into this different person when I fight, the one consumed in rage over Sandor's and Maddy's death.

Once more I race for the roof; the street is swarming with police cars. I have to escape before they get helicopters out. I leap over the gap between roofs once I reach there and sprint full out along the top of Russian buildings. The danger has adrenalin pumping through my veins and a wild grin is on my face. I feel like James Bond from the films Sandor adored. I can still feel my injuries but I don't care. I totally kicked their asses.

In the distance, I hear the police shouting in confusion at my rapid escape but they don't know where I am. Five, Ella and I will have a small chance to leave whilst they authorities figure out where we've gone.

"Nine!" I hear a voice and stop abruptly. Five is standing on the same roof as me, next to the door to the roof. We're above a block of flats, ten minutes away from the hotel. We're definitely much safer. I wonder what we're doing here. I race over to her, waving the healing stone.

"I got it" I say, proud of myself. She smiles relieved.

"Thank god. I left Ella in an empty apartment; the family were leaving just as we arrived. We can spend a couple of hours here and then we have to go" she says. I nod and we race down the stairs leading to the flats.

When we reach the apartment Five and Ella camped out in, I feel a pang of guilt. The poor family. Even though we haven't destroyed their place, we still shouldn't be here. We're invading their home.

It's funny, I feel bad about spending a couple of hours in someone's home yet I don't care when I kill someone. Maybe John's right, I am messed up.

However, when I see Ella, lying unconscious in an alarming pool of blood, I forget my thoughts.

I rush over and place the healing stone on Ella's leg wound. Five crouches next to me, a tense look on her face. I vaguely notice that Ella is lying on a thick blanket; Five did that so there won't be a stain on the carpet for the family to notice. How considerate. We both hold our breaths, waiting.

Gradually the bleeding slows and Ella's wound begins to close up. Five grins and leans back, clearly relieved. I continue to hold the stone there until i'm absolutely sure Ella's better. She doesn't wake up but I think that's down to blood loss.

"Will she be ok? She's lost a lot of blood" I say. Five nods and absentmindedly brushes Ella's hair back from her forehead.

"She hasn't lost enough for it to be a major problem. She'll be weak but she's ok. She'll live" she replies. I grin and lean back, and then groan as my injuries make themselves known.

"Are you ok?" Five asks. I shake my head and take my jacket off, showing her the blood soaked into my shirt. She frowns, worried about me.

I peel my shirt off, not embarrassed at all in front of Five. A couple of years ago I would have freaked out but now those things don't scare me anymore. Only the possibility of friends dying does.

I press the stone to my side and I groan in pain as it amplifies. God, I hate that about the healing stone; it increases pain to heal you. Five takes my hand, looking sympathetic. Once the wound in my side is done, I try to press the stone to my back but I can't reach. Well damn.

Five smiles and takes the stone from me. I turn around and she presses the stone to my injuries. The pain races through my body and I try so hard not to swear. Damn, it hurts so badly. Five's hands are warm against my back and I try to focus on that instead of the pain. It doesn't make it any easier.

After five minutes of pain, Five removes the stone. "All done" she says. She sounds subdued and I look at her closely.

"You ok?" I ask. She avoids my gaze and stands up. She moves towards her bag and slings it over her shoulder.

"Yeah, just tired. I wish we would stop being attacked all the time. Anyway, we've gotta go, I changed my mind. The police are not as stupid as I thought and will search around here soon. Do you think you can carry Ella?" she says. I raise an eyebrow and she sighs.

"Point taken" she mutters.

I grin and scoop Ella up easily. I notice Five picks my bag up and puts it on her other shoulder.

"Are we going invisible?" I ask. She grins and holds out her hand.

"Of course" she says.

I take her hand, trying to ignore how much I wish she'd kiss me again.

Xxx

Marina

I can't say how happy I am to finally reach people. It's funny considering that we've been trying to hide from humans and attention for months but now it's just nice to be around the public. Even if the entire population of this village is below 60.

It's all very stereotypical for Kenya but it looks nice. Untouched by the modern world. Eight and Adam seem unnerved by this small place but Santa Teresa wasn't big. I suppose both of them are used to cities; even though Eight lived by himself for years, he still lived in New Delhi for a while beforehand.

"So where do we go?" Adam asks. I shrug. We're hiding in the trees surrounding the village. There aren't many people around at the moment but I can hear their minds. They're all inside right now, seeing as it is night time.

"Well we just need to ask if there is a mog base nearby and then we can go" Eight says. I grin at what he said.

"So we just go up a native and ask casually if they know if an evil alien base is nearby. And that's assuming they speak English" I say. Eight grins; he knows i'm not being mean.

"Sounds solid to me" he says, smiling crookedly. God, he is gorgeous. I sometimes forget just how special he is.

"Well I just say we go for it. We have nothing to lose" Adam muses. I break my eyes contact with Eight and look at Adam. I shrug.

"Might as well" I say. We stand up and make our way towards the village. We've only made it a couple of steps when Adam and Eight are suddenly jerked up in the air by their feet. I manage to dodge out of the way and I watch stunned as the two of them hang from a trap.

Suddenly, i'm grabbed and a knife is pressed to my throat. I didn't even think of an attack. Unfortunately, I can't understand my captor's mind because it's in another language, so i'm unsure as to whether I can convince him to let me go. Probably not.

"Let her go!" Eight snarls whilst Adam protests about letting the two of them go. They swing madly and I hear Adam swear under his breath. It would be quite funny if our lives weren't being threatened.

A couple of native Kenyans step out of the darkness holding weapons and I sigh mentally. They already knew we were here; they set the trap for us. They're wearing ordinary clothes and are carrying modern-looking knives. Obviously they are in touch with the modern world. I hope they can speak enough English to get by.

"Who are you?" the man holding me says. He has a thick accent and it's quite hard to understand at first but I manage.

"My name is Gabby and that is Joseph and Stanley" I say, using the first names I can think of. I know it won't make a difference but i'm just so used to it; it's second nature.

"What are you doing here?" he asks me. When I don't answer he grabs my rucksack from my back and pushes me to the floor. I fall onto the ground and I see Eight glaring furiously as he tries to free himself. He's not using legacies just yet; if there is a mog base around we sort of need to keep quiet.

"We're here to find a big building" Adam explains, simplifying his English so they can understand him. I look at him shocked by his bluntness but then I guess we do need to know where it is. And there can only be one 'big building' around here.

However, Adam's honestly has the opposite effect. The leader shares a fearful look with his men and then grabs a spear. He aims it at me and I crawl back, but not that worried. I've faced worse. He throws it and i'm about to stop it with telekinesis when Eight appears in front of me and snatches it out of the air. He teleported and now looks pretty angry.

The natives look shocked and back away, fear on their faces. I realise they're scared of the mogs working in the base; they know the dangers. I can use this to our advantage.

I scramble up and grab Eight's arm to stop him from doing anything rash. I hear Adam still trying to free himself and he finally succeeds using Eight's tactic, teleportation. The men look on terrified and look as though they're waiting for death. They're scared of us.

"Wait! We're not going to hurt you; we're enemies of the base" I explain. They understand enough to realise i'm not a threat because the leader lowers his second spear. I relax ever so slightly.

"We need to get there to destroy it" I say. The leader frowns then sighs. Guess he's better at English than I thought.

"Go. A day's journey north. You must leave now" he says pointing the direction out for us and then he turns around and melts into the forest. The rest of his men follow and we're left standing there.

That was weird.

I pick up my bag and sling it over my shoulder. Eight and Adam are still wearing theirs.

"We need to go. They don't want to be involved with the mogs and I don't blame them" I say. Eight nods and takes my hand. I smile at him reassuringly and he grins back.

We continue our hike towards the base.

Xxx

We arrive there the next morning when the sun is breaking into the sky. It's quite cool at the moment but I know it will soon heat up to a high temperature. I'm already sweating slightly from fear; I don't need extra heat as well.

Eight smiles next to me as we reach the edge of the compound; he's excited despite the prospect of a battle. Or maybe that's why he's smiling. A whole section of trees have been cleared away and right in the middle, is a big building. It's not nearly as big as New Mexico but still, the thought of all the mogs it could hold are terrifying.

Adam settles next to me and we all crouch behind a bush, deciding our next move. I reach out with my mind to calculate how many mogs there are. I don't find anything at all. Confused, I widen my search until I finally connect with some minds. I stiffen with surprise.

"There are only three mogs" I whisper to the others. Eight's eyebrows shoot up in shock. Adam also looks stunned.

"Only three? But the mog seemed so worried about us finding out about this base" Adam whispers. I nod slowly.

"There are definitely only three. What should we do?" I ask.

"Investigate" Eight whispers back. "We can take three mogs"

I nod again but there's a feeling in the pit of my stomach telling me something's horribly wrong here. I don't know what it is though and that frustrates me. I scramble after the others as they walk towards the base; the mogs can't see us from where they are.

We enter the building and all at once, the feeling of dread intensifies. What must have been a centre of mog activity once is now a barren waste of space. The whole interior has been stripped of equipment and furniture. Doors barely hang on to doorways and rotting plants cover the floor. It's pretty disgusting.

We pick our way through the mess and get to a long corridor. We slowly walk down it, waiting for a trap of some sort but nothing comes. Maybe we're being over-paranoid. I hear the mogs' thoughts in my mind becoming louder and fear builds in me. I'll never enjoy battle like Nine.

"We're getting closer to them" I tell Eight quietly. He nods and we turn a corner. A pile of rubble stands where there would have once been stairs. Now there's just a ladder propped up. I sense the mogs are upstairs and Eight easily teleports us to the top once I tell him. We make less noise that way.

We continue to sneak down the next hallway, until we reach the outside of the room occupied by mogs. We hear them talking and listen in to what they say. I focus in and see Adam and Eight do the same.

"They're going to conduct some experiments on him but I don't know what difference it will make" one mog says with a high voice. I hear a snort.

"Are you kidding?! He's half-alive! We can gain so much information from his thoughts!" a second mogs says. His voice is deeper and more threatening.

"What I want to know is how he's alive now? He was killed by the General" says the third mog. He sounds choked up, as though he has a cold. Suspicion begins to trickle in about this mystery person they're talking about, but it can't be. It's impossible.

"Well, Zulak said that he's being saved by that planet, the one that's supposed to be dead" says the second mog. I look at Eight and see the same expression of hope on his face.

"What do you have to do to wipe out a planet?!" says the first mog, annoyed. I glower at that statement but suppress my anger; I have to hear what they are saying about this mystery person.

"Well anyway, once Three is half-aware, we can take his thoughts and use it against the other Garde" says the third mog. I freeze and see the expressions of shock on the others' faces.

It can't be. It has to be a lie.

Number Three is alive.


Ok, so I know a lot of you didn't want Two and Three to come back but I promise there will be a good storyline for them :D just trust me on this

I hope you enjoyed the chapter, even though I don't think it was as good as other ones.

However, next chapter a new legacy will be developed and Sarah's time will nearly be up :)

so, please review!