I hope you all enjoy chapter 12!

Sam:

Six snuggles up close to me, trying to get as much warmth as she could, whilst she was asleep. I pull her close to me one arm around her waist the other stroking her now straightened blonde hair. I lean my chin on the top of her head. I'm pretty lucky to have her, even though at first she was into John. She shivers slightly so I pull the blanket over the top of her, trying to warm her up. If the dreams about Emma are true. Then what about Six? And all the other girls? What about us? Will this fight for Lorien, fight for earth…. Will it kill us all? Even if we did get killed, its for what we have to do, for what's right. Already three… more than three lives have been killed from this fight… how many more? I hold Six closer to me, she won't die, she can't, no one can, and I'll make sure of it.

Xxx

Six wakes up and turns over to look at me. She smiles slightly.

"Ready for me to beat you again?" She asks. I sigh and look down at my already bruised arm.

"Sure, why not." I grin leaning over kissing her. She kicks me in the leg.

"Already your fooled, this is gonna be easy." And with that she skips off into the bathroom grabbing her training clothes on the way. I know she is only being happy for Emma, everyone is only being happy for Emma. Six runs out in her training gear, making a model pose with duck face. I fake a smile, but knowing that you're gonna lose a person that is so close to you, and that there is nothing you can do about it, doesn't help my be cheerful. Six puts an arm around me.

"She's not here, you don't have to be happy if she's not here." She whispers into me ear.

"I'm not being happy for Emma, Six, I'm being happy for you! If Emma's dream is gonna come true… what about the nightmares I have about you?" I yell then sob into my hands. Her mouth drops.

"Dreams about me?" She asks. "What dreams?" She demands.

"I've had dreams, were I kill you." I whisper. "ME!" She stares at me shocked.

"It was a nightmare, Setrakus Ra doesn't, he can't MAKE you do anything. Setrakus Ra sent you that dream…." And She rambles on.

I pull her in and kiss her, "Don't worry about it, as you said, it's a dream, it was a nightmare…" But I don't get to finish my sentence. I hear a horrified scream.

"Ella." Six whispers and jumps up, ready for a fight. "Let's go." I race down the hallway to meet Hannah, Nine and Four already fighting. I grab the closest Mog cannon and start shooting randomly at the enemy. Mogs fall to ash imminently.

Four:

I kill Mogs instantly with my new legacy, Element manipulation, same as Six. Together, Six and I have conjured a massive storm send thunderbolts down on the Mogs, with clouds of ash filling the air. We seem to be winning, well, until they send in reinforcements. Slowly we begin to get more and more tired, Adam and Sam are fighting the Mogs with cannons, with Hannah using mind control to make the Mog kill themselves whilst having three Mog cannons swung around her back just in case. That's when it hits all of us, instantly my legacies… all of our legacies stop working. Hannah stares in shock and throws me a Mog cannon. I instantly start shooting, collecting more Cannons for the rest of us. He's here, Setrakus Ra is here. This is were Emma dies. This is the day. Rage builds up inside me. I shoot through Mogs, dodging them as well, desperately trying to find Emma. That's when I see Setrakus Ra holding a nife over Emma's heart. I don't have time to think. I sprint towards the action and push Emma away while Setrakus Ra plunges the knife deep inside of me.

Emma:

I race towards John, Marina running by my side, desperately trying to reach him. Marina holds her hand over John's heart and tries to heal.

"ITS NOT WORKING!" She screams. I start defending off the Mogs.

"PLEASE MARINA!" I yell back, tears running down my face. I nod towards Six and she fills in my spot. "He has to survive." I whisper in between sobs. I rip off he's shirt then I cover it over the wound, trying to stop the bleeding. He spits out some blood and then grabs my head and pulls me close to him, so that my head it touching his.

"Don't leave me." I whisper to him.

"I love you Emma." He whispers back.

"Don't John please!" I yell, but he stops breathing. I shake him. Please be alive.

"Heal him!" I scream at Marina. She holds her hands at his chest but nothing happens. The Mogs start closing in on us. Suddenly, our legacies are back, and the familiar burning on my ankle, as the scar forms of John's death. I stare unwillingly at the scar, filled with hatred. He saved me, and now, and now he's dead. It's all my fault. I bury my head into john's body, already he's cold to touch. I place my figures over he's open eyelids and close them. Something burns up inside of me, angry, rage and sorrow. That's when I let it out, from the moment I was put on that ship, the power has been slowly creeping up inside of me. Icy cobalt blue energy produced from my hands shoot at the closest Mog, freezing it in ice. I turn my hand slowly and the ice starts to break. Once it it broken the Mog turns into ash. I have Energy Blasts. I turn into a complete killing machine. Not caring if I were to get a shot in the back. Then I could be with John then.

John:

"Were am I?" I shout into my surrounding area… which is nothing. Nothing makes a sound. "WHERE AM I?" I scream. That's when I see 3 familiar faces. One, two and three.

"Sup number Four! You decided to join the gang?" One asks. I look at her confused. That's when I realise, I'm dead.

"I… I'm dead?" I stutter. Looking around, the world of nothingness and transformed into a large hall made out of blue, green and black marble.

"Yep! You saved your little girlfriend… but that sorta backfired…" One says grinning.

"Shut up!" I yell at her. "I need to get back down there! I need to fight for what… for what YOU need to fight for! LORIEN!" I scream. She steps backwards holding her hands up like she's just been asked to surrender.

"Look pretty boy, were stuck here! Trust me. I've tried every way to get out of here and there isn't." She says looking down.

"I acted the same way when I died." Three admits. Two nods.

"He was rampaging around the hall bashing against every wall." She says. I shake my head. There has to be a way, anything.

"Why isn't every other Lorien person here?" I ask.

"Because were the chosen kids… Lore comes around once in a while. He wants to look out for he's descendent, help him or her." Three shrugs.

"So its not any one of you three?" I ask. They shake there heads.

So Four died. Go on with all of the hate reviews… actually… preferably not, but if you 'swing' that way I guess you can. I've been sticking with the short stories so I can update quickly. Anyway I hoped you all enjoyed!