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A.N. Sorry for the long wait, things got hectic and I lost interest in doing just about anything. I've started to get my drive back and I plan on trying to get more chapters out shortly. Unfortunately, I couldn't find a spot to end with the appropriate length so the next chapter will be longer to make up for this. Thank you again to all the people that have followed and favorited this story, if not for you few I don't know if I would have been able to keep writing with everything that's happened. I hope you enjoy the chapter and those to come!

Chapter 12-

I can't sleep. I lie in bed staring through the darkness at the ceiling. I call Sarah and we talk until three; I hang up and lie there with my eyes wide open. At four I crawl out of bed and walk out of the room. Henri sits at the kitchen table, drinking coffee. He looks up at me, bags beneath his eyes, hair tousled.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"I couldn't sleep either," he says. "Scouring the news, to make sure nothing pops up in the middle of the night."

"Did you find anything?"

"Yes, but I am not sure what it means to us just yet. The men who wrote and published They Walk Among Us, the men we met, were tortured and killed."

I sit across from him. "What?"

"Police found them when the neighbors called after hearing screams coming from the house. Unfortunately, that just goes to prove that the Mogs are getting bolder in their search for you. And they are close."

"I am going to guess that nothing of the fire has been revealed just yet," I ask

"Nothing that I could find just yet, though it's only been a few short hours since it happened. It is likely that nothing will be in the news until Monday, and if anything gets released through a third party then we should have time to escape before anything comes of it."

"You should get some sleep, we are no doubt going to be on the road for a while and you have yet to get any sleep. I am going to try and get a couple of hours in myself before I start on my packing to leave," I tell Henri as I can tell from the bags under his eyes that he could really use it.

"I think that might be a good idea, our bases are covered, for now, not much can happen in a couple of hours that we would need to worry over."

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I wake close to noon. Birds are chirping beyond the window, and the sunlight is pouring in. I breathe a sigh of relief. The fact that I am just now waking up means that either Henri is still asleep or nothing major has happened yet that would force us to leave early.

I roll off my back and I can feel the soreness from last night, thankfully part of what my heritage gives me is increased endurance and recovery time. So what little damage I took last night from all the running and jumping inside of a burning building has mostly been worn away from the night's rest.

Henri's truck is gone, more than likely to stock up on supplies for our inevitable departure. I head back inside and start packing, unlike some of the other places we stayed at I actually had unpacked my bags, so it will take me a little while to get everything ready to go. I start with the immediate necessities and move on to the surplus or extra items like extra pairs of clothing. I get finished closer to two, and Henri has yet to come back from wherever it is he had run off to, just then I hear the truck pull into the driveway signifying Henri's arrival. I meet him at the door and help bring in what supplies he got.

"We have a week's worth of rations for the two of us in this bag," Henri says as he hands me a grocery bag. "Put this in with your bags and I will have one in my bags as well, better safe than sorry I always say."

"Is this really necessary? We never had to do this before?" I ask.

"That's because we always stayed really close together, in the past you were still growing and had little training under your belt, and with the Mogs now close to us and getting more and more frantic with their search of you we must start taking more precautions in the case that we are ever split up."

I can see his reasoning, we never did have the luxury of knowing we would always stay together. It's actually more of a surprise that he is doing this now and not before when we had started my training when I was twelve.

"I also have set up a place for us to move to next. It is in a small town in Kansas named Lincoln. I can give you a ride if you like to Sam and Sarah's place to say goodbye then we can come back and finish packing or I can do the packing while you go say goodbye. It's your call."

"I will go ahead myself, I have my bags packed and sitting in my room. The backup bags are next to the window," I tell him.

"Don't be too long and don't give yourself away just because we are about to leave, stay safe," Henri says with a look in his eyes that I can't quite read.

"Alright, I will see you soon," I quickly run upstairs and put the bag of rations in my pack, and grab my phone before sprinting back down the stairs and out the door.

Bernie Kosar was outside doing his normal routine of checking the surrounding area for anything suspicious when I come running outside. He looks up at me and follows me as I clear the tree line in just a second after coming out that door. We are blitzing our way through the woods. Thankfully not many people come into these woods and they make traveling to town much quicker than just running down the side of the road.

After two minutes I am at the edge of town, a new record. Normally it would take me roughly three minutes but with my newest legacy and all the training I've put into it I'm able to slow down time enough at small enough intervals to boost my speed. Nothing too great I can only lightly jog when I'm using Aevitas unless I want to overwhelm my senses and maybe even blackout. So on the safe side, when I'm using Aevitas I go slow enough that I can manage using it for that full thirty seconds. I tell BK to head on back home and that I will see him when I am done this afternoon. He turns around after giving me a breathless 'okay'.

I know that Sam lives on the outskirts of Paradise in a small, modest house. He will probably take the longest to finish talking to between him and Sarah. I plan on coming clean to him about me being an alien and to tell him that I believe his father was kidnapped and that he has information that Henri and I need in our battle against the Mogodorians. I know that it will be hard for him to hear, I don't doubt my ability to prove to him what I am. The problem will be trying to keep him here and to try and convince him to not follow us in search of his father.

Even with the incredulity of what I'll say to Sam, what with all the questions I don't doubt that he will have. I know that saying goodbye to Sarah will take much longer. Although I know it is needed that we move on and try and find the others. It doesn't make leaving her any easier. I wish I was able to stay here with her and to eventually settle down and have a normal life, but that isn't a possibility. The Mogadorians will never stop searching for me, they will never allow me to have peace so long as I continue to live and oppose them.

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I arrive at Sam's house just a couple of minutes later, taking my time and trying to blend in by not running faster than the cars that are on the road. Sam's mother is at work and Sam is somewhere in the house. He doesn't answer when I knock and repeating what I did the last time that I came over to talk to him, I let myself in.

I find Sam in his bedroom, he is sitting there with a calculating look when I walk in through the door. His attention immediately snapping to me when I walk in.

"There you are, John!" Sam exclaims when he sees me.

"Hey Sam, sorry that I didn't message you when I was on my way."

'Never mind that, you said that you would tell me what happened. I don't know what you were planning on saying but John I saw you going into that building and then diving out the back of it like you were Superman or something!" Sam is waving his hands emphatically to demonstrate the absurdity of what he is saying. "Are you like some kind of superhero or something? I knew something was up that night in the woods. I can't believe you just let me continue on believing that what I saw was just a trick of the light or my imagination."

Sam is puffing for breath when he stops his rant waiting for me to explain myself and for me to place some kind of reason behind the incredulity of what happened.

"Yes, Sam I let you continue on believing what you saw that night was just your overactive imagination. I had a reason for it and I want you to wait and let me talk to you and explain some things before you start asking any more questions. Okay?"

"Okay John I will listen but I won't promise to not be upset with you still."

Figuring that was the best that I was going to get I press onwards.

"Henri and I are not what we seem to be. We came to Earth eleven years ago from a planet named Lorien. We came here because it was destroyed by the inhabitants of another planet named Mogadore. They destroyed Lorien for its resources because they had destroyed their own planet into a cesspool of decay. We came here to hide until we could return to Lorien, which we still plan to one day. But we were followed by the Mogadorians. They are here hunting us. And I believe they are here to take over Earth, and that is why we came here to this town, it was to try and find out more information."

Sam looks at me like he doesn't quite believe me, I can tell that he isn't fully convinced just yet.

"So I was right: you're an alien. You weren't joking when you admitted it," Sam says.

"Yes, you were right. But I couldn't just tell you that I was an alien, not with the Mogadorians on my tail. If they had gotten even so much as a wif that I was here they would come descending like locusts upon this town to try and flush me out," I tell him trying to convince him that this is the truth.

"How do I know that you are telling me the truth now?" Sam asks with at least a little skepticism.

To show him that I am telling him the truth I grab him with my telekinesis and lift him up in the air. His eyes go wide in shock and a little fear, I quickly set him back down.

"Because I have to leave, what happened last night was the final straw for Henri, there have already been issues since us arriving that would warrant us leaving if this was any other town."

"What do you mean? What is so special about this town?" I can tell that he is still trying to get his bearings from the reality bomb I just dropped on him by asking more questions.

"We came here for your dad Sam, he was one of the people that greeted Henri, Me, and the rest of my people. He gave us our first home and directions that would help us settle into society and get our feet under us. If it wasn't for your dad I don't know if we would have survived as long as we have. So we came here to Paradise to hopefully find your dad and to see what he knew about our plans to meet and return to Lorien. Although you know how that went, so I was registered in school to get to know you and to see if you knew what happened to your father or to see what you knew about his disappearance."

"I... I don't know what to say or how I am supposed to process this?" Tears are coming down his face. "So did you become my friend just to try and find my dad?"

"No, Sam. At first, I was supposed to get close to you to try and get some information, but after being around you I came to honestly start to call you my friend. My first friend even," I try and convey to him the honesty of my words, that I truly do call him my friend.

"I believe you, John. So what does this mean about my dad then? Do you think that he might have actually been abducted by these Mogadorians?" I can practically feel his desperation in his question.

"Henri and I think that it is a possibility, we were kind of stumped on what to do now besides keep an eye on the news around the world. Just waiting for someone to call out for help or to call us to gather and grow in strength."

"You said that you were telling me this because you have to leave right? Does that have anything to do with what happened last night?"

"Yes, it was the final straw. I am saying my goodbyes now while I can before we leave. I am going to go check up on Sarah next and try and say goodbye."

"Will I ever see you again?"

"There is a possibility, but I don't know. I will get ahold of you if I ever hear anything out about your dad, and I will do everything in my power to save him if they still have him," I tell him.

"What should I do then? I can't just stay here while there is a chance that my dad is out there somewhere alive and possibly being tortured by aliens!" Sam says a new determination in his eyes.

"I can't just tell you to stay here and expect that you won't just go out on your own. I understand where you are coming from and I want to help you more. Why don't you go talk to Henri, see if you can convince him to let you come with us or something? Go do that if you are serious about trying to do more while I go see Sarah."

"I'll do it! I'm going to convince him to let me come I'll save my dad if it's the last thing I do," The conviction he wields now as he stares at me leads me to believe that Henri doesn't stand a chance at convincing him of not coming with us.

"Then I expect you there when I get back with Henri fully on-board with you tagging along," I reach over to shake his hand as if I was congratulating him on getting a job.

"I'll be there!" He grasps my hand with a firm handshake before he turns around and starts to pack some necessities for our journey.

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Ten minutes later I find myself outside of Sarah's house.

The talk with Sam took a bit longer than I thought after he resolutely told me he was coming along. He started to pack some things that he thought necessary while asking some questions about the Mogadorians and the Loric and what we can do.

I tell him as much of the basics that I am comfortable doing that won't be something the Mogs don't already know. With the chance that Henri doesn't let him come along or something happening and us getting split up I think it the best idea for now. It may be me just being a little paranoid but I have learned that taking extra precautions never hurts, I will tell him more when we are on the road.

When I arrive at Sarah's front door it's close to four in the afternoon. The sun has started the final part of its descent across the horizon, it will be dark within the hour. I know Henri will be upset that we haven't left already but hopefully, Sam is able to occupy him enough that I can properly say goodbye to Sarah.

I knock on the door gently and wait a couple of seconds before Sarah's mother Annie opens it and welcomes me in. She asks if I need anything before going up to see Sarah, I politely decline.

I find Sarah in her room staring out the window when I come in, it's obvious that she isn't looking at anything in particular and is just staring blankly, or else she would have been the first to the door letting me in. I let out a fake cough to get her attention, she jumps, startled by what appears to her to be my sudden arrival.

"John.." is all she gets out before she rushes over to me, jumping into my arms and softly crying.

"Hey now hey.. what's wrong?" I'm surprised by her suddenly jumping into my arms and crying that I am unsure of what to do at first, although after a second I pull her in tighter and I sit down on her bed with her in my arms.

I hold her in my arms and lie on my back on the bed. Her head is against my chest and her body is draped over me.

"You're leaving aren't you," Sarah says. I can practically feel her sadness at having to separate especially after learning that there was more to me than I had initially let on. That I was something different and that there was a whole new person beyond what she already knew to be me.

"I am," I say. There is no point in lying and delaying the inevitable.

Knowing that I am going to leave she asks me questions about who I am, my past, about Lorien, about the Mogadorians. I'm still amazed at how quickly, and easily, Sarah believed everything, and how she's accepted it. I answer everything truthfully, which feels good to tell someone other than Heri. But when we talk about the Mogadorians. I'm worried that they'll find us. That what I did will expose us. I would do it again, for if I didn't Sarah would be dead.

We stay like that for a while, her asking questions about myself and the people that I come from. I tell her all that I know about Lorien, its people, and my family. At least all that I can remember about them that is. I tell her about my legacies, how they originate and how I will continue to go on getting stronger until I get to the point that I can fight the Mogadorians and finally return to Lorien and help restart my race.

It's around seven in the afternoon, the sun fully descended and the darkness has fully taken over. I say my goodbyes and tell her that once this is all said and done that I would reach out to her and maybe if she hasn't forgotten me that maybe there could possibly be a future for us. She nods her head telling me that she would really like that, and she watches as I walk away before disappearing entirely.

A.N. Sorry for the dual AN's but I felt that I needed to address something about this story that no doubt some of you have guessed already. It never sat right with me how the Loric we know don't have the same amount of Legacies, or even like a minimum beyond two those being the TK and one legacy. I mean Five has TK, Externa, and Flight and that doesn't feel right. So in my "infinite wisdom," I decided that each Loric would have a minimum of Six Legacies, those few that didn't have six already got some new ones and I plan on upgrading the Legacies that are already there but that I feel lacking. If anyone has any ideas that you would like to see please feel free to PM or leave a review.