Hi guys! Thank you for all of the encouraging reviews so far, they have all been awesome as per usual. These will be the final few chapters of The Power of Five before I wrap it up. If you've liked this story, feel free to check out my other Lorien legacies fanfic that is more canon compliant called The Fall of Five. Anyway boring Authors note over, I hope you enjoy this chapter of The Power of Five and don't forget to Review, Favorite or Follow if you enjoy it! Opticflammingo out! :D

Chapter 26 Five

Believe it or not my first thought when the Mogadorians captured me was not 'Oh no! I have now been muzzled and captured with a knife to my throat'. It was instead 'I'm going to need a tetanus shot after this'.

Nine runs inside the room and I won't lie. My heart kind of fluttered when we kissed. The Mog has a knife to my throat and I try to make myself walk through his tight grip but nothing happens. I'm still temporarily human.

The rest of the Garde are hesitant to do something in case I get cut but something about the knife feels different. It feels as if my skin wants to leave my body. The Mog digs the knife further into my throat and I feel a trickle of blood start to slide down my neck.

"Now here's how it's all going to go down. You are going to come with us-"he is cut off by Nine.

"How did you find us?" he looks me in the eyes and I see pure fear of losing another Garde member. I wonder if this is how the rest of the Garde died, a quick slice to the throat or was it worse. More drawn out? More painful?

One of the Mogs points to the Loric stone, it's being violated by wires coming from it causing it to glow and then dim. It's like a tiny heartbeat. They must have somehow found another stone and used it for their own purposes.

"Number Eight is going to teleport everyone using that stone or else the red haired bitch gets killed and believe me I want to cut her!" He shouts. I try to keep my breathing steady; the muzzle against my face is cutting my upper lip.

"So why don't you?" John asks. I try to shoot daggers his way, realising he's probably mad at me for letting Sarah get in the same situation. Surely he can't resent me enough to want me dead?

The Mogadorians grip gets tighter and the blood trickles down my neck. I start to worry that John won't get to me in time to stop the bleeding.

"You're being saved for the mighty Ra." He replies he then gestures towards the stone. I lock eyes with TK briefly and see a glint of something on the bottom of his cane. My red hair falls over my eyes and I try to flick it out of my face. I try to figure out how long the Detar's effects will last, and figure I have at least half an hour until my powers return unfortunately Sarah will get burned out. I think I could live with myself, a small part of me thinks.

One of the Mogadorians pushes Eight forward. "How do I do it?"

"You know how to teleport! This rock can only last so long before we're all trapped here!" That's when I realise how they got here. The wires dimming the Loric stone, it's leaching its power. Rage fills my body. Their disgracing one of the last objects from Lorien.

Eight moves towards the stone and grabs it with one of the Mogs behind him with Nine in tow. We share a look for a brief moment and I see a mischievous smile form on his lips before he disappears with Eight and the guard. Eight pops back into existence with a scared look on his face and continues to teleport everyone.

Soon it's only me, TK, Lola and the Mogadorian holding me left in the room. The Mogadorian scientist controlling the stone adjusts the cables when Eight comes back. Every time Eight comes back the stone gets dimmer and dimmer. I start to see tiny cracks turn to bigger ones every time he returns. The Mogadorian moves me over to the stone with him. TK looks at me one last time.

"Sorry Red." He smiles painfully at me and raises his cane ready to slam it down towards the Mogadorian holding me. He's too slow.

"Drogan shoot him." The technician gets a shotgun out of his waistcoat and aims it towards TK. Lola screams. The last thing I see is TK blasted to the ground bleeding before Eight teleports us. I scream inside my muzzle. My lungs filled with pain and loss. I land headfirst in a cold cell surrounded by Mogadorians. I hear something smash behind me. The bang to my head is too much and I hear Mogadorians shout before I slide into unconsciousness.

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I look around our old base. Everything is burnt to a crisp or has a Mog looking through all of our stuff. They don't see me as I look around. I feel like a ghost and wish I could kill every Mog here painfully and slow to make up for the suffering they have caused me. I walk to TK's library and see two Mogs with flamethrowers burning everything and cheering. I feel hollow inside before I can stay here too long the Mogadorians start to fade away. Everything does until it's the bare bones of our base. Mist starts to engulf everything, and then it suddenly clears.

I look around and see TK walk in carrying a large pile of books. Six year old me follows him looking around at the sewers confused and sad. I walk closer to them and realise that their talking. A conversation I don't remember.

TK ducks down to six tear old me. "What's up red? Don't you like our new home?"

"I want to play outside." Six year old me whines. She flicks the long red hair out of her eyes and looks to TK with tears in her eyes. TK smiles at her and takes her into his arms.

"Red, I know you want to go outside but in here we're safe from the Mogadorians." She nods but more tears flow out of her eyes. TK picks her up and starts spinning her around, soon six year old me starts smiling.

"You are so important red. You'll be the one who brings peace to Lorien, I know it. It's your destiny."

The mist returns again and TK and six year old me disappear. I shout for them to stay but they don't respond. Soon I'm left in the empty base again huddled on the cold dark floor.

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"Five, Five!" I hear Nine shout. I don't want to open my eyes just to be reminded that TK's gone. If I stay like this it could all be a bad dream and I will wake up at the bottom of the grand canyon where TK's alive and Lola's not a traitor, a small part of me thinks.

Nine shakes me again. I open my eyes slowly and see him smiling gently down at me. I still feel the muzzle around my mouth and try to force my legacies to come back to get me out of here but nothing works. Tears start to form as I remember TK on the ground bleeding out. Nine grabs me around the arms and holds me for a few minutes while I cry silently. Soon my tears start to dry and I unsteadily get up. I see Sarah in the corner of the cell with us.

"We're getting out of here, Red." Nine whispers. Sarah stands up and I realise that she can now hear as well as us but she looks so tired. I realise that soon my legacies will return at the cost of Sarah getting much weaker and possibly collapsing. Nine marches up to the cell door and starts to shout. A hatch in the cell slides open.

"Talking now, are we?" the Mog says cruelly.

"Yeah and so is my friend here." Nine replies in his usual condescending tone. Sarah walks up to the Garde and whispers something. Suddenly I hear a slice and see the Mog turns to ash. The door is slammed off its hinges. Light floods the cell and I see a silhouette of a girl. Marina

She looks out of breath and is covered in Mog ash. She runs up to me and puts her hands on my neck. I feel the tendons in my neck start to become stronger and soon completely healed. She then takes a key out of her pocket and snaps the muzzle off me. I wonder where the key came from and how she got it.

"TK's dead." I croak out. "Lola is still in the ship, we have to go back for them." My mind more concerned about TK getting a proper burial. Marina's eyes start to tear up and she rubs her hunting knife. I start to see fear in Marina's eyes and wonder why she's here and where everybody else is from her group.

"We will but right now we have to deal with Setrakus Ra. He's here and he has help."