Chapter 3
*n i n e*
"Grandmother!" my voice is choked up and I feel hot tears trickling over my cheeks. I wrap my arms around my dear grandmother's neck, clinging to her, wishing that she would come with me but though I keep asking, my voice rising with every request, she keeps telling me that she cannot come with me where I am going.
I feel her shaking, hear her gasping in my ear as she cries silently. A loud noise and a tremor goes through the building, grandmother pulls away and stares at me—her usually tidy hair is unkempt, her eyes rimmed with red, tears streaming from her eyes which are wild as she stares into mine intently. "I love you," she says simply as Darian comes and grabs my arm pulling me away.
I reach out for my grandmother, screaming as Darien drags me to the platform that would take me into the ship, holding onto me tight so that I would not run. "No! Grandmother! No!"
Grandmother rises as she watches me, a lonely form in a docking bay filled with rubble and dead bodies. She reaches out a hand as well, as if to take my hand in hers. "I love you,—"Her last word, my name, I cannot hear it and suddenly I wake up.
I look around me, eyes bleary as I survey my surroundings. I gather my thoughts and recall that I am in a cheap motel in Hong Kong. I sit up in bed and stretch before climbing off and walking to the window. I lean against the window frame as I hold the cheap vinyl blind aside, looking into the street. It is the morning rush hour and the streets are teeming with people, most in business suit, some in civilian clothing, and there are even some who display atrocious fashions as they walk through the street. I look at these people with suspicion—they could easily be Mogadorians disguised as enigmatic humans.
I step away from the window. Two weeks in Hong Kong yet I still haven't found who I am looking for, whoever they may be.
A/N: Hi! Wow. An update! Sadly, it's not the whole chapter. I found this baby sitting around in my hard drive and I suddenly remembered that I have an account on this site! Joking aside, I'm well aware that The Power of Six has been released but I have yet to read it. Mainly because I'm too busy reading the Leviathan series by Scott Westerfeld—check it out, it's actually very good.
Anyhow, the rumour mill tells me that Nine has made an appearance! And he's a male! This puts me in quite an iffy predicament so I thought I'd ask you, my readers. Would you like me to continue my story or shall I end it all together? I leave it up to you. Have a good day!
-Sylvia