NINE
She was so hot! Lailah was absolutely gorgeous. I could see all the other guys drooling over her, but they all had someone. Why wasn't she going for me? I was never the one flirting; it was always the girl flirting with me.
'Hey, guys lets go to the lounge so Lailah can tell us her story,' John suggested.
Lailah gave a tiny whimper. This was my chance; as we were walking to the lounge I put my arm around Lailah's shoulders and brought her close. At first she struggled but then she gave in. She leaned close and put her head against the side of my body. She gave another whimper and drew away.
Lailah walked into the lounge and sat down. I sat next to her.
'So, Lailah, you ready to tell us you're story?' John asked.
She nodded and began her story.
'My cêpan was a lot older than yours. He was an alcoholic. When I was about five he left me at an orphanage with only a small note explaining what I was and my chest. Two months later this rich famous couple adopted me. My dad was a director in the army; my mom a retired scientist. Until I was about twelve I was home schooled.
'When I was twelve my dad actually sent me to the army. He sent me there because he saw that I didn't feel pain. He managed to pull a few strings, because he was the director. Yeah, I was the youngest and only female in the army. I left the army a year ago, when my first Legacy developed. A month after I left my mother and father were found dead in their home, they were tortured... killed by Mogadorians. Ever since then I've been helping the government with experiments and state secrets. And looking for you.'
'Wait! Isn't the government helping the Mogs?' Six asked.
'Only the FBI, the president doesn't know about any of this. The army and the Navy are against the Mogs, they know about the Loric. They're on our side.'
'Wow! So we got a hot army brat in our presence!' Nine screamed.
Everyone ignored him.
'I've been meaning to ask: Where is your chest?'
'Oh, that! It's trying to be opened by a Jamaican locksmith in Alaska. I can bring it over here if you like.'
We all nodded. Lailah shrugged and concentrated. Suddenly a Loric chest appeared on her lap. She held the lock in her hand and it opened. She took out a silver bracelet. She placed it on her right arm and it melted into her skin, making it look like a tattoo.
'What does it do?' Sarah asked.
'It kills people. If I touch someone with this on, they instantly die.'
Sarah shrank back.
Lailah reached into her chest and pulled out a... stick. The stick morphed in her hand and it turned into a black cobra.
'Ah!' Marina yelled and crouched into the couch, Eight wrapping his arms around her.
Lailah grabbed the snake and it wrapped itself around her ankle and turned into ink. A tattoo.
'Cool! Now I've got two tattoos!' Lailah smirked.
She sighed and pressed the vein where the bracelet was. It turned back into a bracelet and she returned it to her chest. She did the same thing with the cobra.
'Well, I think we should all head off to bed. It's been a long day.' John stood up and walked out the room, Sarah next to him.
'I should go check on Ella, she missed dinner,' Marina walked outside, Eight holding her around the waist.
Six and Sam walked out and then it was just me and Lailah.
'Well, I am tired. I think I shall go and sleep,' Lailah picked up her chest and walked to her room.
I walked out and went to my room. I slumped onto my bed and waited. I waited for the soft click of lights switching off; I waited for silence to take over the loft.
Then I sneaked out of my room and knocked quietly on Lailah's door. She opened and I grabbed her waist. I stuck my tongue inside her mouth and started kissing her. I pushed her into her room and locked the door.
I laid her on her bed and continued kissing her. Her hands lifted to my shirt and it slid off my body. My hands felt up and down her soft body and I slowly took her army shirt off. I looked into Lailah's eyes and saw complete lust in them. She slid her arms around my neck and kissed me. It was going to be a long night.