Author's Note: Hey! Okay, so, the awesome . . .Five. requested some other POVs! I'll try to make some, but I can't promise you that it'll be good. Thank you so much for all the support! Chapter Seven is here. Finally.

The next few days have been a blur of intense training. Six insists that all of us should meditate too so we can practice our breathing and focus. We all did it properly, except for Nine who kept laughing when we had our eyes closed. Six seemed annoyed at him for doing so, but, really, who wouldn't be?

I could feel myself getting stronger by the day. Mogadorians wouldn't even dare come close to me if they knew what I was capable of.

I could also perfectly control my newest Legacy, elemental manipulation.

I still feel a little awkward around the others (especially Nine- he keeps calling me sweetie and even winks at me every now and then), but I've developed friendships with Six, Marina, Eight, and Ella so I guess I'm at least making some progress.

Six

It's been about two weeks with Five around, and we're all getting used to her presence. She's easy to train. Unlike Nine, she actually obeys me when I tell them to meditate.

She has some pretty cool Legacies too so she's definitely a strong ally.

I'm also grateful for her taking Nine off my back. He's been waiting for Five to arrive, hoping she'd be a girl and now he's flirting her all up but Five is far from interested.

Me and the others were watching the movie 21 Jump Street when Ella suddenly screamed, crying in agony. Marina immediately rushed over.

"Ella! What's wrong?"

"Someone's talking… inside… my… mind." Ella said, out of breath

"What?! Who? Can you ask them who they are?"

"I'll..try…"

After a while, her migraine was gone but she said she could still hear him speaking inside of her mind.

"It's…. it's… a Mogadorian!"

"What?! They've hijacked Ella's brain!" Five exclaims from behind us.

"No, no, his name is, uh, Adam. He says he's with…Sam!"

With that, Eight teleports to John's room and returns with him in tow.

Ella and I pay no attention to him.

"What is he saying?" Marina asks.

"Uh…he says he's with some Chimæra!"

All of us gasp from this. There were still Chimæra here on Earth! They made it to here! With them, The Mogadorians won't stand a chance against us.

"We have to go! For Sam! Ella, can you ask him where he is?" John asks.

Ella nods and one again furrows her brow in concentration.

"At Lake Michigan." Ella replies, a hopeful smile on her face.

"Whoa, whoa, wait a second! You guys are saying we'll meet up with a Mog? No way dudes, this could be a trap." Nine says.

And for once I agree with him. "He's right. He may lead us to a whole army for Mogs."

"But we have to at least try! Sam is worth it. And plus, Chimæra are also probably there. All of us will be heavily armed. We're stronger now. We can defeat them if we have to." John says.

Five agrees. She doesn't know who Sam is like most of the Garde, but she's willing to risk it for the Chimæra.

All of us started agreeing shortly after. Even Nine, whose stubbornness gets in the way of almost everything that we do. Not to mention, his ego! I could go on and on about Nine's flaws. He thinks he's the strongest just because of Setrakus Ra's little comment.

I breathe a huge breath. Calm down, Six. No matter how stupid he is, he's still a strong ally.

…

We all get ready to fight; strapping guns to our belts, putting on thick but comfortable clothes so we can heal properly, we even formed a plan despite the short amount of time. Ella will make herself look like a six year old and go up to Adam, telling him that she's lost. If Adam really turns out to be a good guy, she'll help him. If he does, Ella will contact us via telepathy and we'll all go in and meet him. If he turns out to be a liar like how I suspect him to be, Ella will also tell us that he is via telepathy and we'll get ready for battle.

It's risky for Ella to go alone and face a Mog even if he turns out to be good. She's brave though and bravery is a very good quality to have in a fight.

Marina

I take a big breath before we get in our fighting stances. I watch nervously as six-year-old Ella goes up to a guy with really pale skin with a bunch of animals. We all knew it was him. It couldn't be not him.

Ella starts poking him, asking for help, her eyes filled with tears. She's good.

Adam nods slightly, taking her hand. Ella starts pointing to a direction. She tells him it's where she last saw her mom. Ella's voice then comes up inside our minds.

Okay, I think he's a nice person. We should still be careful around him but I think you guys can come out now.

We all nod despite the fact that she can't see us and slowly creep over Adam.

I glance over my shoulder and see Nine's face red with anger. It must be hard for him to stay calm, knowing a Mog is around.

The others look tense as well but we keep walking.

To be honest, he doesn't look much like a threat. He's fairly tall but isn't as muscular as the normal Mogadorian scouts we've seen so far.

Ella then points to Six, her supposed "mommy". We chose Six to be her mom because she's the most mature looking out of all the girls.

Six pretends to look for her and Ella then runs up to her, tears rolling down her cheek. She tackles her with an embrace so passionate I begin to really see how good of an actress she really is. Despite the fact that all of this is just staged, I can't help but smile.

Six "thanks" Adam for finding her "little girl". She was "worried for hours". Adam just nods and proceeds to go back to the same spot he was before.

I look at the others. What are we supposed to do now?

Ella must have seen the look of worry in may face because she went up to Adam and told him that her "daddy" wanted to talk to him. And her daddy is Four. I glance a look of smugness at Six, my eyebrows raised. Her face is bright red and she just glares at me but I laugh anyway.

Four comes up to him and they talk for a little while. The Loric have advanced hearing so we were able to make out what they were saying.

"Number Four?"

We saw Four nod.

"And… and… those are the Garde?" Adam asks, gesturing towards us. I still don't trust him but I do trust, Four so I just stand back even though every single instinct is telling me to run. Or at least fight.

After a while, Four comes up to with Adam and tow. Six, Nine, Five, and even Eight glare at him. He probably expected it so he just shrugged.

Ella looks at me and says telepathically I think he's a good guy, Marina. I don't know why he became a Mogadorian traitor; we'll ask later, okay? I asked Four the same thing and he said he thinks he's good too. I still don't know how he managed to contact us, but I'm glad. I grin at her hopefully.

"Okay, it's great that I finally met you guys but I just came here to warn you. Sam and Malcolm already know. They're over there, a couple of yards away. The Mogadorians will be here soon. They're going to attack the John Hancock Tower so you better prepare for a big fight."

Six and Nine scowl. It will be really hard for them to trust Adam, whether he really has good intentions or not.

I just sigh and get ready.

Five

Really, everything that's happened lately has been a shock. I mean, a Mogadorian that now fights with the Loric? I'm not buying it. Maybe I will if he explains why but now, we have to fight off a huge wave of Mogs that are approaching.

The Mogs really just don't care anymore. They're attacking even though there are hundreds of witnesses around us.

I prepare to fight.

They're getting closer and closer. There are about three hundred Mogs at least but with the Chimæra, we can easily defeat them.

The first wave charges and I fling them away with my telekinesis. Soon, they began to spread around us. I took the cemented ground and made it go upwards then downwards again, making about 30 Mogs disintegrate into piles of ash.

I float upwards not caring about the gasps I hear from people. I make the biggest fireball yet and hurl it towards the army. I also raised the ground once more and sent it crashing against some of the Mogs. I see Eight has transformed into a ferocious wolf, clawing and biting his way against the advancing Mogs.

Adam's eyes are shut because of concentration. He slowly puts his arms up, creating some sort of earthquake in the process. How did he do that?

I shrug the question off and begin to fight off Mogs again.

Ella and Marina have been killing their fair share of Mogs with telekinesis while Six and John are ripping through them. Nine is laughing himself off while killing the Mogs with his Legacies, his pipe-staff, and, sometimes, with his bare hands. Kind of creeped me out a little there but it's Nine. What else is new?

I settle back onto the ground and begin to create a tornado with my palms. It had just gotten big enough when I felt an arm wrap around my neck. His breath was nasty and sour. I elbow him in the stomach, coat my fist with a thick layer of heavy rocks and punch him in the face. He falls flat onto the ground then soon becomes a pile of ashes.

I turn around and sure enough, another Mog is waiting to stab me. I whirl a crashing wave over him and a few others behind him. I was extremely exhausted from using my Legacies' full power but I knew I had to keep fighting.

We even saw a few pikens and about ten krauls. The Mogs are just brutal.

I don't exactly remember what happened but I felt a huge amount of anger bubble up inside my body and soon I'm combining the four elements that I can control to form a massive tornado. It stood about twenty-five feet tall and had fire splitting out of it and waves crashing from it. Whenever it went, it sent the ground quaking too. It was harder to control but I used my telekinesis combined with my other Legacy and flung it towards the Mogs. It kills half of the army, a piken, and about four krauls. I try to fling a few with my telekinesis. My mind is throbbing and my muscles are screaming for me to stop. But I can't. Not when there's still Mogs in the way. I do the little breathing exercise Six has taught us and brace myself. Only, when I open my eyes, the Mogs were gone. Dead. All of them. The pikens, the krauls, everything! All around me are piles of ash and people screaming.

"We won?" I ask.

"Yeah!" Ella says then gives me a high-five.

I breathe a huge sigh of relief. The worst is only starting and we all know it.

We trudge back to the John Hancock Tower to pack our clothes and leave.