Author's Note: Hey guys! Thanks soooo much for the reviews! I will write more as soon as I find out I don't have a lot of schoolwork the following day. One of you requested more 5/9 romance so I'll be sure to slip tidbits of that in! Again, thanks for all of your support! I appreciate them more than you think!

I woke up feeling sore. I had a huge charley horse on both of my thighs and my legs were wobbly every time I tried to walk.

I trudged to the kitchen to get some painkillers and was greeted by Eight and Marina having coffee together.

"What's wrong?" Marina asks, noticing my limp.

"I'm just…exhausted…from…traveling…yesterday…" I stammer but I couldn't finish what I was saying because I suddenly collapsed into the carpet. I heard Marina and Eight scream before everything went dark.

When I woke up I was in the couch in the living room with Marina pressing a hot towel to my forehead.

I jump, startled.

"No, no, it's okay. You need rest." She says calmly.

"What happened?"

"You passed out. Did you have any dinner last night?"

I shake my head no. Guess I forgot. Again. Without Sondra reminding me, I sometimes forget to eat.

Marina left to make me some soup.

I sat there for a little while, my eyes closed, my breathing slow.

It was peaceful but I felt lonely. I never felt lonely when I was on the road but something is… different. Maybe I really do need to eat.

I wanted to help Marina because I didn't want to be a burden to them. I knew I'm not but I really did want to help so I got up from the couch and, once again, trudged to the kitchen.

"Five, you need rest." Marina says in a motherly tone. I sigh and go back to the couch. All of them have very different personalities; Marina is mature and motherly, Ella is sweet and innocent, Six is strong and powerful, Nine is cocky and flirty. It's amazing, really. I haven't talked to anyone in ages (the motel manager doesn't count) and it's been hard for me to socialize, I guess.

Marina returned about five minutes later.

"Here you go." She says with a genuine smile, handing me the bowl.

I took it from her and ate a spoonful.

"Thank you. This means more to me than you think." I say.

She nods and gives me another smile before walking away. Probably to Eight. They seem like a couple but I'm not sure.

Halfway through finishing the soup, I decided to turn on the TV. I kept the volume low, not wanting to wake up any of the others.

The show was "The Walking Dead". Sondra used to obsess over it and I didn't understand why. She says it's because it's not just about zombies (or "walkers" as they call it in the show), it's also about family and the hardships they had to go through when the Zombie Apocalypse started. I guess it's kind of like our story. The Mogadorians attacked and we had to go through a lot; we even lost several family members. But we have to go on. We have to keep fighting. For Lorien.

My little bit of reverie was interrupted by Ella sitting down on the couch next to me.

"Good Morning." I greet.

"Good Morning to you, too." She says with one of her innocent smiles.

Six, Four, and Nine eventually wake up and they all had breakfast together.

"You okay?" Six asks after finishing her plate of pancakes and cup of coffee.

"Feeling better thanks to Marina."

"Yeah, her healing Legacy really is amazing."

"Healing Legacy?" I ask, confused.

"Yeah, she can heal people."

"But she didn't use her Legacy on me. At least, I don't think so."

"Oh, she must've taken care of you personally. Like a mom. She's like that to all of us."

I guess she is.

After breakfast, Nine told me that we'll start training pretty soon.

"We gotta stay in shape, just in case the Mogs start catching up."

I nod. I'm still a little bit uncomfortable around him after what happened last night. I tell myself that he's just like that; always flirting everybody up.

He led us to what he called "The Lecture Hall". It was big and spacious, lined with metal walls. He sat down on a red velvet chair in front of a control panel not unlike the one in the space pod.

He started pressing some buttons. "Ready?" he asks.

We all nod and some machines start flying out from all corners of the walls.

I have no idea what they are. Some of them look like fans, toasters, broken computer parts, old washing machines, etc. They were on little copters so that they can glide in the air.

I took my fighting stance and got ready.

The one that looked like a toaster charged to me. I form a huge fireball with my hand and throw it, burning down the drone, and the other one behind it.

"No Legacies yet, please!" Nine shouts from his seat.

"Sorry!" I shout back and proceeded to kick and punch my way through the remaining drones.

I thought I did pretty well but when I saw how the others fought, I knew I'd have to do so much better.

Nine pushed another button. This time it was big and dark. A hundred more drones flew inside the Lecture Hall.

I took a deep breath and started kicking once again. The drones were pretty easy to defeat, yet we were still pretty much outnumbered. I killed my fair share and after we were done, Nine announced a water break.

"How come you don't have to train?" I ask him, in between breaths.

He just shrugged. "I think I'm strong enough to handle some creepy Mogs, sweetie."

I roll my eyes. "Well I can, too, but I still train to get stronger."

At that, he just shrugs again and we're back to training. Now with our Legacies. This is going to be interesting.

Nine hit another button, sending a robot-like contraption about fifteen feet high come crashing through the walls along with fifty or so drones. I have no idea where he keeps all those stuff but I was too focused in training to even form a theory of sorts.

I plant my feet and floated upwards. Next, I create another massive fireball and hurl it towards him. I also make about ten balls of air, firing them one by one.

I use my telekinesis to feel the wires inside of him. Slowly, I cut them open. It falls to the ground. Eight finishes it off by transforming into a huge bull with extremely long, sharp horns. He lunged for it, destroying its main circuitry. The others have been taking out the drones. We were finished.

"That was awesome!" I exclaim. Never have I experienced training as intense as that one!

Six smirks. "All in a day's work," she says with a pat on my back.