Nine POV

What does all this mean?

Luke and I sharing a vision. Pittacus himself appearing to Luke. It's all too much for me to take in.

I know who I have to go to, but I'm not sure I'm ready. John and I haven't talked since he gave me the pendant and I shouldn't be worried, but something about all of this seems off.

I open the drawer to the nightstand in my room. The pendant is taped to the bottom side of the drawer and has been there since John gave it to me.

I loop the pendant around my head and let it hang around my neck for a few seconds. Instantly, the part of my chest where the small Loralite gem rests grows warm.

The choice to keep the pendant hidden for so long was because I wasn't ready to remember it all. While wearing the pendant, I'm reminded of my past. Sandor, Maddy, Lorien, and everything else that I've been through rushes back to haunt me. I push it all aside.

The pendant's light grows stronger as I focus on its energy. I close my eyes and picture the Himalayas just as John told me to. For a split second, I feel as if I'm free falling.

When I open my eyes, I'm greeted by the freezing cold temperatures and strong winds of the Himalayas. The pendant landed me on a well-worn path that winds further up the mountain. Would it have hurt Johnny to pick a nice tropical island in the Caribbean as his secret base?

Annoyed, I trudge up the path to whatever John has awaiting me.

As I climb further and further up the mountain, the path gets more narrow and harder to see. A full on blizzard has set in and the snow makes it impossible to make ouot more then five feet ahead. More times than not I find myself almost walking blindly off the side of the cliff to my death.

Finally, I see an opening in the side of the mountain leading into some sort of cave. Inside I'm greeted by a large open cavern, where a mural of ten people covers up the entirety of the opposite wall. I instantly recognize the faces. Sam Goode, our human ally, Adam, our Mog turned good, and the Garde sent to protect Earth, John, Six, Marina, Eight, myself, Ella and even the bastard five, are included.

"Marina painted it," a familiar voice greets me.

Lost in thought on the painting, I didn't hear John come in. He hasn't changed much since the last time I saw him. Shaggy, dirty-blond hair, smug ass smile, and always emitting the status of a leader. I find myself smiling at the thought of our reunion.

"Johnny boy, it's been awhile."

"It's a shame you're still rocking that woman hair," He smirks.

"I'll whoop your ass any day and you know it."

"Oh, is that why you decided to visit? To try and fight me? That's not much of a thank you for saving your life from Setrakus Ra now is it?"

"Alright, alright, you win."

"Now why are you actually here Nine."

My expression must change because John face fills with concern and he nods.

"Let's head upstairs," he sighs.

I follow John up a set of stairs carved into the mountain itself and enter a room similar to the first, but this has a large table in the center surrounded by ten chairs. I recognize this table as the one from our Ella-empowered vision awhile back when we first met the human Garde.

"Take a seat and feel free to start whenever," John nods at the table.

I sit and stay quiet for awhile not quite sure how to begin. I take a breath and being explaining to John my wild past couple of days.

"Setrakus Ra isn't dead. At least not dead enough to stop giving me visions. The bastard visits me every so often, always with the samething."

John isn't fazed by this and stays silent waiting for me to go on.

"Setrakus brings me to the fight back in the West Virginia base. It ends the same way everytime with Setrakus killing us both. At first, I figured it was just some nightmare that I kept having, but I've had enough visions to know this wasn't just some dream."

My voice catches and I clear my throat.

Keep it under control. I think.

"Two nights ago, the vision changed. He talked to me. Setrakus never spoke in any of the previous visions. When he spoke, it was mainly shit like 'I will return, you can't stop me, blah blah blah'. All that evil mastermind bullshit you see in the movies. I didn't really believe any of it until last night."

I tell John about the new student Luke and how he shared my vision with me. John's eyebrows raise at the part where Luke meets Pittacus and has his little 1 on 1 moment with him, but other than that, John stays emotionless.

Once, I'm done explaining to him he's quiet.

"This might have some correlation to the incidents in Alaska," John finally says.

"What the hell are you talking about Johnny?"

"Our prison for the Mogs. It's in Alaska and reports of the prisoners getting more restless and chaotic than usual have been coming up. I thought it was nothing, but if what you're telling me is true, it might not just be a coincidence."

"So what are you saying we do?"

"I'll go check out the situation in Alaska. I'll fly over there quick and talk to Adam to see if anything seems out of the ordinary. You head back to the Academy and check on Luke. I'll let you know if anything comes up."

"You got it boss."

I turn to head back down the stairs and get back to the Academy as quick as possible. I'm not really all in for the heart to heart moments, but something stops me from leaving.

"And John? Be careful."

He nods and I see the corner of his mouth twitch up almost into a smile. I hope that's as soft as John will ever see me and I shut my eyes, picturing the Academy as my pendant wills me across the world.

Luke POV

After my encounter with Professor Nine, I couldn't sleep. Kyle stayed with me in the infirmary to keep me company, but he ended up falling asleep before too long.

The sun is just now rising and it shines straight throw the windows of the infirmary. I glance over to my left at Alexis. The morning sunlight bathes her body, causing her to resemble some heavenly angel. I shake that thought from my head and focus on replaying my visions from last night. The only problem is, Alexis keeps slipping into my mind and I find myself staring at how perfect her hair is, or thinking how cute and innocent she is when she's asleep, yet beautifully ferocious in the heat of battle.

Focus up Luke. I command myself.

As I'm going over the vision of Pittacus Lore, the nurse of the infirmary walks through the door and tells me I'm free to leave for breakfast whenever, for my body is practically 100 percent again. I wake up Kyle and we head for the banquet hall.

The Academy chefs do not disappoint when it comes to providing quality food. An inhumanly large buffet is laid across the back wall. Bacon, eggs, pancakes, practically any breakfast food from anywhere in the world is somewhere on the buffet table waiting to be eaten. This beats my shitty school lunches any day of the week.

Kyle and I grab our plates and head to a table near the corner of the room. I'm busy stuffing myself full of french toast when I realize Kyle hasn't touched his plate and is staring at me instead.

"What?" I ask through a mouthful of food.

"What are you going to do about operation LAV?" he whispers.

I roll my eyes. After explaining to Kyle last night about my visions, he dubbed the situation 'Operation LAV' standing for "Luke's Awesome Visions" and is treating it like something from a spy movie.

"Nothing Kyle. Professor Nine told us he was going to talk to John Smith about it,"

"John Smith is coming!?" a girl's voice squels behind me.

I turn and see it's Rachel, the shape shifting girl who scouted for our team in capture the flag. She's accompanied by a guy who I realize is the one Nigel held prisoner by the ankle. They both join us at our table for breakfast.

"No Rachel it's nothing," Kyle says.

"Bummer, he's really cute," she sighs.

"Luke, this is Rachel and that's Daniel," kyle introduces me.

"He already knows me, and you probably remember Danny here from the capture the whole flag incident," Rachel giggles.

"That's not fair! Nigel blindsided me," Daniel grumbles.

"Hey thanks for healing me Rachel. I kinda screwed everything up yesterday," I apologize.

"Are you kidding? Healing you was nothing, but what you did took major balls standing up to Nigel like that."

As we all eat breakfast, Rachel, Kyle, and Daniel give me the run down of how an average day pans out here at the Academy.

"Days like yesterday are rare, Professor Nine was just in a good mood I guess," Shrugs Kyle.

Training at the Academy is based off different groups to which you are assigned when you're enrolled. Since I'm late to the show, I haven't officially been given a group, so I plan on just sticking with my new friends.

Throughout the morning, each group sits through various classes to help with survival skills, problem solving, and different tactics to give us an advantage over our enemies. After these classes everyone breaks for lunch then regroups to begin the afternoon. Rigorous training exercises and combat scenarios are thrown at each group to see how they handle the chaos. Rachael explains how it's supposed to stimulate real life situations, better preparing us for when "we're out there kicking major Mog ass". These exercises last until dinner and the Garde are free after that until bed.

"That's pretty much everything you need to know I think," Rachel says finishing her spheal.

"Enough blabbering Rachel," Kyle devilishly smiles at me "let's get Luke here started on his training to become the best Garde the world has ever seen."

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