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AN: anothe chapter up finally, i'm so sorry i haven't gotten to many up lately but with school, and graduateing, and everything else. so here it is.

CHAPTER 8

Dariens head shot up at the sound of her voice. She was safe was the only thing he thought. FMN quickly rushed to his side and pulled out the gag that was still in his mouth. "You're here, thank god your safe," he said happy.

She laid her gloved hand over his mouth and motioned for him to be quiet. "We need to get you out of here," she whispered. She untied him quickly and he was soon free rubbing his sore wrists. She helped him stand but found that he couldn't walk, so he had to lean on her as they walked. After quite a few twist and turns down the halls, they found a room where they could sit. "How are you doing Darien," she asked.

"A little sore, a few cuts and scratches, and quite a lot of bruises on me but better then you know now that I know your safe. It scared me so much when I saw you get taken away. I could feel my heart braking as I heard you scream. And I finally lost hope when there was no screaming. I thought you were dead. What happened in there," he asked sitting down in an overstuffed chair.

FMN sat next to him on the ground letting her head and back rest against the wall. "Nothing actually. Serena had to think of a way to get away so she screamed so that the other three would think that Jedite was doing his job. Sort of a reverse distraction so they wouldn't come looking. But also to throw Jedite off her trail when she was undoing her own ropes. We're both very sorry for scaring you," FMN said.

"It's all right Serena, we're safe now," he said.

"Not entirely, Zoizite and Malakite are still out there looking to kill you. And soon Jedite and nephrite will wake from being knocked out. They think I'm dead so that's an advantage. And they think that Serena is still with the Jedite, so they won't know about her until he is awake," she said.

"Wait, You? Serena? Why are you talking as if you are two different people serena," he asked.

"Because, we are two different people Darien. Until this curse is gone, I am Serena and The Full Moon Ninja. Same mind, same body, different personalities. Now come on, let's call the police they can take care of the last two," FMN said getting up and going over to the desk in the room they found.

"no one is calling any one," a cold voice said a bit annoyed. FMN spun around to see Malakite and Zoizite standing in the doorway. Zoizite was standing slightly behind Malakite with a smug smile on his face as if he knew something they didn't.

"You? You're the Full Moon Ninja. But Jedite killed you. You're supposed to be dead," Zoizite said.

"yes, I am dead. And I've come to avenge myself, idiot. Your brother has very bad aim, he missed me by a mile. I only pretended to be shot to throw you off my case. You shall all pay for trying to hurt me and to hurting him." FMN dashed forward, her strong legs made her to fast for them. She punched Malakite in the stomach and smiled thinking he'd go out like the others.

Instead, Malakite only stumbled back a step almost bumping into Zoizite. He looked up smiling, his long silver hair parted revealing that he had caught her punch. "It won't be that easy girl," he said and pushed her back a step. In one swift motion, he raised his hand to the side of his face and brought the backside of it down onto her cheek.

Serena fell to the ground by the force of the blow. "You'll pay for that," she said standing again almost face to face with him.

"What can you do, your just a girl. You're helpless against us men," he said.

"If you don't remember, this 'helpless girl' successfully got away from you and your brothers. And it wasn't luck, I was born to do this," she added at his open mouth.

Malakite got angry and hit her again. But this time, she didn't go down. She stood with a determined look in her eyes. "I'm going to make sure you die," he said. He reached around his back and grabbed the shotgun that Zoizite had been hiding behind Malakites back. He brought it to his front pressing the end of the barrel into her stomach. Her eyes went wide as he pulled the trigger and it made her fly back by the sheer force of it.

Everything moved in slow motion. She knew she was shot but didn't feel the pain. She finally hit the ground landing on her back and hitting her head. Slowly she leaned on one elbow and pressed her other hand into the wound. She could fell her glove become wet from her own blood. Her elbow gave way and she fell back down. The edge of her vision began to blur into blackness as she watched Darien run over her at the two. She closed her eyes not knowing if she'd ever open them again.

Darien saw her fall; it seemed so unreal to him. She'd dodged bullets before, jumped off cliff ledges, and run across rooftops. She was invincible. But now, she was hurt, and badly. Darien looked up to see Malakite aim at her again. He didn't know where the energy came from but he was able to get up and run at Malakite. Darien knocked the shotgun from his hands to an unknown place.

"She's dead and soon you will be too," Malakite said going to punch Darien.

Darien ducked sweeping his legs under Malakite knocking him over. "She gave her life for me. I won't let her sacrifice go in vain, I won't die." Darien looked at them for a split second before running a down a hallway.

"Come on, we have to get him," Malakite said getting up. The two ran after Darien but eventually lost track of him in the many winding halls.

In one of the dozens of offices, Darien hid under a desk. Taking a moment to catch his breath, Darien picked up the phone and dialed the police.

Twenty minutes went by before Darien heard the sounds of sirens. He left his hiding spot and went to where he knew FMN still lay. She hadn't been moved, the police hadn't even found her yet. Her long hair was sprawled out all over the floor beneath her. But instead of being the golden lockshe knew, they we're stained red from her own blood. He brushed her bangs away from her face, thankfully they were still the right color. She looked like a fallen angel after her wings had been ripped off.

Carefully, he pulled her mask up so he could see her face. He looked at her peaceful face and felt a tear escape from his eye. He leaned down and kissed her still warm lips. He sat back up and looked at her crying a little bit more. "Serena, I'm so sorry. I never meant for this to happen to you. I didn't want you to die, I love you Serena."

AN: so? what do you think? it's great. and i'll have the next one up too.