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Thank you all so much for all the support via the reviews and PMs. I love them all so much and we've gone over 700! I never ever saw that happening! Thank you all so much!

BlackCat718: I have this theory that Setrakus somehow managed to get some new legacies when he defeated his planet and moved to the mogs. I think it was some type of development he managed to create in Mogaodre. Therefore, Five will not be getting that legacy :( it would be a nice idea though

Lorien: Congrats and thanks on being the 700th reviewer! Also, Two and Adam is a definite possibilty...

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By the way, you guys have to read 'Five Things' by 1oooWords. It's amazing, especially if you're a Six/Nine lover... I'm slowly being converted by it ...


Nine

Mind control is perhaps the best legacy ever.

Otherwise I'm not entirely sure how we would explain the unconscious, battered mog in my arms. Or the teenage girl that is half-dead on her feet.

The motel manager stares at Marina entranced as she not only 'persuades' the guy that we're not criminals and to forget he ever saw this but she's also 'encouraging' him to give us free rooms. Eight did a good job to break up with her; she's really come out of her shell recently.

"Ok, I got two rooms. Best I could do" Marina says, coming over with two rooms keys. Considering we have no money on us, it seems pretty damn good to me.

"John, Eight, Marina, Sam and I in one room" Six announces as we head down the corridor. Eight looks uncomfortable next to me and I grin at him, enjoying his discomfort. It's amusing and takes my mind off my own situation.

I never said I was a good friend.

"Cassie, Adam, Five and Nine in the other" Six confirms, shoving the key into Cassie's hand.

After Eight managed to teleport us all out to a lonely place in the middle of West Virginia (which was annoyingly ironic), we had to drive for hours all the way to the motel near Utah, where we had left Cassie. It was far enough away that if anything happened it would take a while for the mogs to find her and the chests.

I enter the room, Adam still in my arms. He and Five had slept restlessly during the journey and after collecting the chests, we only travelled to the next motel instead of really securing our safety.

Five flops down onto the double bed when she enters the room whilst Cassie goes to one of the two fold-up beds. She drops her bag on it and looks at me, probably wondering if I'll go and kiss her again. Obviously, after the hell Five's been through, that's the last thing I want to do.

I gently lay Adam down on the bed even going so far as to pull the covers on top of him, but with telekinesis. He smiles even in his sleep and I try not to roll my eyes. I'll never be the gentle, doting type.

I eye Five and notice the many cuts on her that Marina didn't have time or energy to heal. I head over to the bathroom, grabbing a small bowl from under the sink and fill it with water. I grab a towel and rip it into strips, like cloths. I rummage around for a first aid kit and luckily there is one here. I'm sort of impressed by this motel.

"Here, let me help" I say as I notice Five rubbing at her cut up cheek. She sighs but then nods, sitting up against the wall by the bed as I sit on the mattress next to her. I can feel Cassie's eyes on me but she doesn't matter.

I wet one of the cloths and wipe her face, hating her winces. When the wound is properly cleaned I apply cream and then bandage it. I smile proudly at my work and Five can't help but roll her eyes.

"You put a plaster on Nine, it's not rocket science" she says. I grin and shrug, moving onto her next cut. She doesn't seem to notice our close proximity, that or she's ignoring it. I can't help but feel the electricity crackling between us.

"Does it hurt?" I ask quietly, as I work on the cuts on her arms. Since she's wearing a tank top, it's easy for me to clean.

"A little" she whispers. I raise my eyebrow and she smiles ruefully.

"A lot" she admits. I take her hand in mine, looking her deep in her eyes.

"I wish I could have killed them all for what they did to you" I mutter angrily, my teeth clenched.

Five reaches out and gently strokes my face, her touch lingering and soft. She smiles sweetly at me, making her look young and innocent.

"You came, that's enough" she reassures me. I sigh and look down, disagreeing with her. Cassie is in the camp bed with her back to us, probably furious about my interaction with Five. One kiss and the girl thinks she owns me. I really wish I had never kissed her in the first place.

"Hey" Five coaxes my head up. Our eyes meet and warmth flashes between us. "It's not your fault. There was a reason I was taken... we just need to figure out why" she says, looking thoughtful.

"Wasn't it for information?" I ask, slightly confused. She frowns and shakes her head.

"No... I thought that at first but they didn't really seem to care that I didn't answer. I was taken as bait" she says. I nod, reaching out and brushing a piece of hair back from her forehead.

"Bait for what?" I ask, concerned. Five shrugs, looking tired and fragile.

"I really don't know and to be honest, I don't really care right now" she says. I smile and nod, finishing off the last of the cuts. It's not healing like Marina or John but it will have to do.

"There you go, all done" I announce, using telekinesis to float the kit and bowl onto the desk in the room. Five smiles at me gratefully.

"Thank you" she says. She leans forward and to my surprise, wraps her arms around me hesitantly. I hug her back at once, holding her close to me. Her head rests in the crook of my neck, her breath slightly tickling my skin. Her scent fills my senses, making me close my eyes in happiness.

"I didn't know you had a girlfriend" I look up and see Cassie standing up, glaring daggers at me. Shit, I totally forgot about her. Five pulls back, confused. My heart falls; Cassie will tell Five about our kiss or actually kisses. God this is a mess.

And it's all fault.

"He didn't mention you when we were making out yesterday" Cassie says. Five stares at her stunned and then her eyes move to me, filled with shock. I look down in disgrace; she deserves better than me.

"I'm sorry Five. I thought... I don't know what I thought" I say weakly. Five nods and then turns to Cassie. Her face is blank but I know this is it between us; she won't ever like me again.

"You may think you have this special hold over him because you kissed but that's bullshit. Nine kissed you because he's an idiot. He loves me and not you" she says, sort of possessively. I look up stunned, sure she was about to verbally murder me.

"So, go to sleep and don't wake up until I tell you" she orders Cassie, compulsion strong in her voice. Cassie nods mutely, completely taken over by Five's legacy. In seconds she's out.

"You forgive me?" I ask with a grin, liking this slightly more considerate Five. She rolls her eyes as she smiles at my expression.

"Technically we weren't dating. And I probably deserve it; I've been a bit difficult" she admits. I grin and shake my head.

"I think you're an angel" I announce dramatically. She laughs and gently hits my arm.

"Ha, liar. You'd say anything to save yourself" she accuses. She then turns a little insecure. "Was she a good kisser?" I shake my head, pulling her close to me.

"Nowhere near as good as you" I reassure her and it's totally true, I would kiss Five over Cassie any day. Five grins and I can't hold off any longer. I reach down and kiss her, wrapping my arms firmly around her body. She moves closer to me whilst winding her arms around my neck.

We kiss for a long time, neither of us wanting to let go of the other. When I eventually pull back, Five's lips are redder than usual and her eyes sparkle. She smiles shyly at me, not sure where to go from here.

"I lied about my feelings not being strong" I admit. Five looks up at me through her eyelashes, biting her lip.

"Really? You're not just saying that now to make me feel better?" she asks. I shake my head, leaning down and pressing a kiss to her lips. I pull back before either of us can get into it.

"I promise. I'm completely in love with you and no pretty human girl or war is going to change that" I say. She blushes and smiles.

"Same" she replies. I laugh and shake my head.

"I just said a deep and romantic thing and all you can say is 'same'?" I ask, grinning. This is the Five I know and love.

"What do you expect? This is me you're going out with" she says and then blushes at presuming we're dating. However, I grin and shrug, leaning down to kiss her again. We kiss for a while longer until I pull away and look at her.

"You should sleep, you look exhausted" I say. She smiles and yawns, her face scrunching up cutely. God, I am totally whipped.

She lies down with me next to her and my arms wrapped around her slim figure. She snuggles closer into me, as I pull the covers over. She yawns again sleepily and I feel my own exhaustion beginning to pull me down.

"Five?" I ask, just before she falls asleep. She groans and looks up, somehow managing to glare whilst being extremely sleepy.

"What?" she mutters.

"You're cute when you get protective of me" I say, talking about when she talked Cassie down.

"Nine?"

"Yeah?"

"If you don't shut up, we're over" she mutters, obviously exhausted.

Needless to say, I shut up.

Xxx

John

"When are you going to open the chest?" Sam asks impatiently. Six sighs next to me and shrugs, slightly nervous.

"Later... I don't want to rush it" she replies.

I know what she means. She wants to open the chest in private, not in front of all of us. Also, since the chest was closed something tells me that something not quite right is going on with her chest. But I don't want to ruin her good mood so I keep quiet.

"Do you think we can trust Cassie?" I look up and see Eight sitting cross-legged on one of the two camp beds. I shrug and look to Marina who is sat by the desk, bent over her sketchpad. She looks up at the question and frowns a little.

"I don't know. There's nothing in her mind that would tip me off but it seems convenient that her father looks after the Chimaera" she replies. I sit up quickly, not having heard that bit of news.

"What?" Six asks, still holding onto my hand. We're sat on the double bed, Sam lying at the bottom of the mattress.

"Oh sorry, I forgot to mention that" Marina smiles apologetically. "Her father was trusted by Crayton to look after the Chimaera" she explains.

"Why him? That would take a huge amount of trust for Crayton to do that" I say. Marina nods and continues to sketch.

"He's half-Loric. His father 'went foreign'" we all grin at the phrase; it describes Loric who decided to permanently move to Earth instead of occasional visits.

"So he can be trusted? Is his father even still alive?" I ask curiously. Marina nods.

"Looks like it. That's the only reason the Chimaera would remain alive for so long; they're not the standard pet" she says.

"I wonder how Cassie was captured" Eight muses. Marina doesn't even look at him and shrugs.

"Probably just got caught in the crossfire" she says. Just like Sarah. Another innocent girl who was caught up in the wrong war.

"Well, it makes me relieved that we can trust her" Six says, leaning back into me. I wrap my arms around her and kiss the top of her head. She smiles and squeezes my hand.

"She's not a danger that's for sure... though she won't be happy about Five and Nine" Marina adds. I stare at her shocked, sure she's lost it.

"Five and Nine!" Six says, bursting out laughing. Eight and I join in, the image too funny to believe. Marina smiles to herself as though she knows something we don't.

"Wait, you were joking, right?" I ask. Marina shakes her head and Sam nods, a huge grin on his face.

"You knew?!" I ask, shocked. He shrugs ruefully.

"How could you not?! It was so obvious and she kissed him in Chicago" he says. My mouth drops open as I try to see Five and Nine as a couple. There have been times when I thought they were similar and would be good together, but I never gave it serious thought.

"Why didn't they go out once they realised they liked each other?" Six asks curiously. Marina smiles, still sketching. She's almost done.

"Because they're stupid" Eight laughs and nods, earning a grin from me.

"Here you go" Marina says, handing over the sketchpad. It's the drawings that interested her most on the cave walls. The three things that will help defeat Setrakus, which is amazing but daunting. Underneath, she has even written what each drawing is, although her skill is good enough that it's easy to tell.

"So a sacrifice" I state, looking sadly down at the paper. Six bites her lip, looking equally worried.

"It could be me" Marina muses. "I will die after all" she says. A look of pain flashes across Eight's face and I can't help but feel so sorry for him.

"Let's not think like that" Six says hastily, looking at the next picture. It's of a sword and looks like a beautiful weapon even on paper.

"The sword of Pittacus, which sounds impressive but we have no idea where it is" Eight says, teleporting over and leaning over the paper next to me. I sigh and groan.

"Why are they making this hard for us?!" I mutter, lying back down. Six shoves me gently and I grin.

"Nothing's easy" Sam says mock-solemnly making me laugh.

"Maybe there's a clue in the documents?" Eight says uncertainly. I nod, not all the documents have been read and analysed.

"And then the Keystone. What do you think that does?" I ask, looking at the gem. Even here it looks stunning.

"Gets rid of Setrakus' powers?" Marina suggests.

"That would be nice but it's probably not" I say gently. Sam perks up.

"Maybe it's the sacrifice weapon, you bash the person over the head with it till they die" I stare at him and then laugh, his stupidity and bluntness being amusing.

"That's sick. Only you would make a joke out of a sacrifice" Six says, a grin on her face. Sam shrugs and we turn back to the drawing.

"Let's look at the documents when we get back and see if anything is mentioned" Marina suggests. Six nods and pushes the drawings away from her.

"So anything else we need to do?" she asks, looking around. Sam nods eagerly.

"Open the chest" he says. Six rolls her eyes but uses telekinesis to lift the chest over to her. She looks nervous yet excited and I squeeze her hand to show support. Marina and Eight lean closer, almost touching, but they're too excited about the chest to notice.

Six places her hand on the lock and there's a click. We all hold our breaths as Six opens the lid, a huge smile on her face. She looks around her chest, rummaging through with a huge smile on her face.

"This is all mine... they haven't been able to access any of my things at all" she breathes, pulling out a sack of orbs that is a macroism. I frown, though, something wrong with her story.

"But the chest Five saw..." I trail off. Marina shifts and nods.

"I thought about that... Five had one of her legacies by then, so what if, when she was unconscious, one of the mogs opened her chest the normal way" she says. Eight grins and nods.

"So when she escaped, they thought she'd go for the chest. But she passed the open one, thinking it was someone else's. She didn't realise that they'd gone into her chest already" he adds. Sam lights up, also understanding.

"So, they tried to transport it away when she escaped... but in the process, shut it" he says. Marina nods, a thoughtful look on her face.

"Five told me the mogs were angry when she took her chest back. She assumed it was because she had taken it... but what if it was because they had shut it by accident and were angry about that, and then realised she took it" she says.

"So basically, Five was an idiot" I summarise. Marina nods, moving away to her bed.

"An idiot whose Chest has been tampered with... a lot" she says.

Xxx

Three

My life sucks.

I've been hunted my whole life by a race of evil aliens and was eventually killed by them. The only person who mattered to me was also murdered in front of my eyes.

And now, I'm alive again.

You're probably wondering why my life sucks. I've been given a second chance of living, to help resurrect my planet and destroy the mogs. I've been blessed. And I do feel that way most of the time.

Except for now when I'm sat between two of the coolest, prettiest, most amazing girls my age.

There's Two, who's perhaps the sweetest and nicest person ever born. When she's confident, she's funny and witty; the perfect girl-next-door really.

Then there's Ella, who's also sweet and funny. But there's an iron-will determination about her that is so wonderful and so transfixing. Pair that with annoyingly good looks and I've fallen for her.

"We haven't heard anything from the others so we have to assume they went to get Five" Crayton says, scanning the computer for news.

We heard about the massive explosion in West Virginia so we assumed they all pulled off the attack perfectly. However, since they haven't returned, they must have found out the whereabouts of Five and gone to save her.

"I tried contacting Marina but I couldn't get through... I think she was asleep" Ella says, sketching something on a piece of paper.

"Don't worry, they know how to handle themselves" Sandor says. Although he didn't mean it as a dig, I can't help but take it as one. My emotional conflict is putting me in a bad mood.

"Should we get training?" I ask, trying to distract myself from Two, who keeps smiling sweetly at me. Crayton nods and we begin to head outside, already dressed in workout clothes.

"I think we should have duels today but no legacies" Crayton says, smiling at us. I tense in excitement; the opportunity to try out our new skills. I know out of all of us Two is still the weakest but then she has different strengths.

Though I don't see how extreme kindness will help in a war.

"Ella and Three" Crayton says. I nod and take a stance opposite Ella, slightly away from the others. She stares back at me, determined to win. She's tough, there's no denying that.

Crayton blows his whistle and Ella immediately throws a punch at me. I dodge and try to kick her legs out from under her but she's too good. She lightly jumps away whilst trying to hit me again. I block her hit and she winces at the pain of her arm whacking mine.

Ella tries again with her hits but I grab her arm, about to twist her towards me so I can kick her legs out from underneath her. She digs her nails into my arm viciously and I let go without thinking. She lashes out and manages to hit my cheek.

Now it's on.

Our fighting picks up, both of us sending the other some pretty nasty hits. I'm sure that my body is going to be covered with bruises tonight but I have to be trained to fight. Finally, I break her concentration by trying a really complicated sequence I only learnt yesterday. Ella stumbles back and I throw her to the ground. She struggles desperately but I'm stronger and I hold her down for the three seconds required.

"Three wins" Crayton announces, a big smile on his face. We must have done well for him to look so pleased.

"Well done, guys. You've learnt a lot" I look up to see Henri on the porch, smiling at us proudly. I blush and smile, happy about their pride.

"Right, I think the winner deserves a break" Crayton says, grinning at me. I laugh and flop down on the grass, looking forward to this next fight.

"Ella and Two" Crayton says.

They take positions.

Xxx

Two

I have to beat her.

She may be pretty and clever and funny and strong but I will win this. I have to, in order to show Three I'm the better option.

I used to like Ella a lot. We used to such good friends; talking all the time about everything. But last night, she came to me, blushing and smiling about Three. He had kissed her on the cheek and she was thrilled and confused even though she liked him... I was so jealous of her.

And now, seeing the way Three smiles at her and how they just seem so natural together makes my blood boil. I've never been this jealous before and I hate it, yet I can't control it.

I barely hear the whistle go; my eyes are locked on Ella's. Like me, she's determined and I wonder if she feels the same about me.

Ella jumps forward and tries to hit me but I dodge easily, thrilled that my training has come in handy. I try to hit her back but I'm not as good as her and my throw misses. She smirks and my anger goes up a notch. I try and hit her again but this time it works, sending her stumbling back. She stares at me shocked and then her gaze narrows.

We throw ourselves into the fight; both of us giving it our all. I'm aware of Crayton cheering on Ella but I think Three might be cheering for me. Or is it Henri? I'm not too sure because I'm too busy fighting Ella. Our hits are hard and cruel but unlike Ella and Three's fight, we really mean it. We don't like each other because of Three.

This situation is so messed up.

Suddenly, Ella does a complicated and vicious manoeuvre, one that will really hurt. I see her arm flying towards my chest, or really my ribs, and without thinking I activate my shield. Ella's fist hits it and then she screams in pain as her knuckles are crushed by the force of her punch. She staggers back, crying and I see Crayton rush to her at once.

"Ella! Are you all right?!" Three cries, jumping up to see her. She's trying to hide her cries but it's clear she's in pain. I look on horrified by her pain and that I did that.

What have I done? I never wanted to seriously hurt her.

"Come on, let's put a healing stone on that and see if it works" Crayton says calmly, leading Ella inside. He smiles reassuringly to me; he must have known it was an accident. Henri has already gone inside to look for a stone.

"Why did you do that Two?!" Three demands angrily once we're alone. My defences come up without me meaning to.

"It was instinct, I didn't think" I shout back. His face closes off and he scowls.

"She could have been really hurt. Hell, she is really hurt!" he shouts. I glare at him.

"I told you, it was an accident... instinct. Your legacies aren't good enough for you to understand" I say bitingly. I then groan inwardly; not only have I hurt Ella, I just insulted him. He flushes in anger but nods, controlling his temper.

"If that's what you think, fine" he says, walking away stiffly, his hands in fists.

"Wait, Three! Where are you going?!" I call out desperately. He doesn't even turn around.

"To practice! Because according to you, I need to!" he shouts back. He enters the house, leaving me alone outside.

I throw myself onto the grass and burst into tears.

Xxx

Unknown

"What do we know of the Mogadorians?"

I stand in front of the toughest, scariest members of the Government. My job today is to persuade them to consider the mogadorians a threat and the Loric as a potential ally. The problem is some of these officials have close contact with mogs; it will take a lot to persuade them.

"The Mogadorians come from a small planet named Mogadore, a planet twice the size of Lorien yet five times smaller than Earth. Creatures such as Piken and Krauls are found there, deadly animals that put our own to shame" I begin.

So far so good. Everyone is interested, despite some already knowing this, and Agent Roberts is smiling at me from the back. I take courage from her strong presence and continue.

"Mogadore has been facing many problems for hundreds of years. Their planet is dying; too polluted by the harmful pollutants constantly pumped into the atmosphere" I show a picture on my presentation of a river, blocked by foul rubbish and black waste. A female agent gasps and I try to hide my smile.

"This eventual death of the planet would lead it to become inhabitable. Pair this with the growing threat of extinction and the Mogadorians are desperate" I announce. An agent leans forward, a curious look on their face.

"Why are they becoming extinct?" he asks. I smile, glad I have them involved and interested.

"The female mogadorians are finding it harder and harder to conceive. Those that do, eventually die from childbirth. Setrakus Ra, the leader of the mogs, and many scientists have created a way to create ideal warrior mogs: vat-borns" I say, showing a picture of one. The sharp teeth, pale skin and black emotionless eyes make a couple shift nervously.

Exactly what I want.

However, a couple of agents who have dealt with these mogs simply cross their arms. One even looks at me coldly.

"So because they're ugly, we can't trust them?" she sneers. I tense, trying to keep control; they're trying to trick me out. I plaster on a cool and confident smile.

"Of course not. I'm simply explaining the mechanisms to those who do not know the history" I say evenly. The agent flushes but remains quiet.

"The Mogadorians needed natural resources; ones found on the nearest planet to them, Lorien. They attacked the planet and stole the resources, but the damage was done. The planet Mogadore is still dying to this day and nothing can stop that" I say. Another one of the suspicious agents glares at me.

"How is this persuading us of how 'terrible' they are?" she says. I try to control my temper and smile.

"They attacked the nearest life-sustaining planet to them, Lorien. But they still need somewhere to live. Now, Earth is the closest habitable planet around. Why are we safer than Lorien?" I question. The more confident and cynical ministers begin to look doubtful.

Perfect.

"But we're bigger than Lorien" one agent protests. I nod and sigh.

"Yes, which is why the mogadorians have emptied half of their planet to scope ours out. They're analysing our weak points, whilst trying to kill the Loric. This isn't only about them, this is about taking over Earth" I announce dramatically. One minister nods.

"What about the Loric?" he asks. I smile, more confident in this topic.

"Lorien is ten times smaller than Earth and-" I begin but one minister shakes his head.

"No, the Loric. How did they get their powers?" he asks. I nod, trying to hide my inner annoyance.

"The Loric were gifted their powers or Legacies by the planet itself. Lorien was beginning to fail like Mogadore had, except they did something about it. As a result, the planet began to reward them, over many centuries, certain powers to help protect the planet. The Loric with legacies are called Garde" I explain. They nod.

"When the mogs attacked Lorien only eighteen escaped; nine young Garde and nine Cepans" I say. I flick through some photos, taken of the Garde when they were captive. The most recent one is of Five, who was taken to Dulce despite our wishes.

Another strike against the mogs.

"They're so young" one agent breathes. They are too young to fight a war; they need adult help.

"The Loric are helping us. They want to return home and the only way they can go that is to kill the mogs. Once the mogs are gone, Earth is safe" I say. One agent speaks up.

"Why don't they sign a treaty with the mogs? Like we did?" he asks. I try to hide a grin; this man is leading me in the perfect direction!

"Because the mogs will break it... like they did with us"

Cue lots of gasps and astonished looks. Clearly, these agents and ministers had no idea what the mogs were doing.

"What?!" one asks, outraged. I nod, a look of sadness on my face.

"We specifically set out a rule that no humans would be killed or tortured but the mogs have broken both those rules at least thirty times" I reply. The faces of my targets begin to become determined and I know I've won.

"Thirty times?!" one says, a furious look on their face. Agent Roberts smiles at the back.

"Thirty humans have been tortured and killed, breaking our treaty. The mogs are planning to take over our planet and destroy humanity... do you need any more reasons to trust the Loric?"

I look around but no one can come up with an answer. It's true the Loric have destroyed our bases and killed some agents, yet they were being attacked by us. They were being defensive.

Finally, the leading minister stands up. He nods at me as if to say I did a good job.

"You and Agent Roberts are in charge of a new department" he says. I open my mouth to protest; I didn't want a new department, I wanted action. The agent sees my look and smiles, holding his hand up to stop my protests.

"A department to contact the Loric. You were right, we need them on our side" he says. I breathe a sigh in relief and grin.

"What about the mogs?" I ask. The man frowns.

"We'll deal with them. And you will help"


So, hope you guys enjoyed! Lots of Two/Three/Ella drama...

This is an important question. How opposed (or not) would you be if Six and John were to sleep with each other? (I won't go far, I'm not into writing M scenes)

Please review!