I stare out my window.

After Sarah's not-so-fun dare, we played for a while, but then everyone got bored because the truths became silly and the dares became mildly interesting. I guess nothing tops having the two most badass Garde who hate each other make out in front of everyone, and the tension was too thick. Soon enough, Sarah and John went back to their room, and Marina and Eight got lost in their own world, so I excused myself. I tried not to make it awkward. Nine was too busy talking to Ella to notice. What now? Are we really going to fight and argue again, like it never happened?

I drum my fingers against the window pane, staring out into the now dark sky. A storm is about to start raging outside. Reluctantly, I make it stop. There's no need to start a storm right now. Maybe a walk will do me good.

I close the window and exit my room, running into Sam. He stares at me, incredulous. "Nine?" he says. It's in the form of a question, so I play dumb.

"What about him?" I say. "Is he being an asshole? Should I duel him again?"

Sam rolls his eyes. "Don't play dumb, Six," he says. "It doesn't suit you."

"Is this the part where the girl falls in love with the guy for calling her smart, and then they kiss and live a life worthy of the movies?" I say.

"No, because the girl was already kissing the guy who is ten times better than the dude who called her smart," Sam says.

"Because it was a dare."

"You looked like you enjoyed it."

"You're the one who almost kissed me and then said we're better off not being together."

"Because we're not."

"So I'm not seeing the problem here."

"When I said you deserve a Loric, I meant John. Not Nine."

"Why is this about Nine, anyway? It was just one kiss. I'll still work hard every day to be better than him," I say but not without adding. "Which I already am."

"You and Nine, you're too similar to actually be together," Sam says.

"Who the hell said we're going to be together? It was one. Damn. Kiss."

I push past him. He's ridiculous.

When I'm in the elevator, I stare at the burn marks on the floor, a result of John and Nine's fight a while ago. They're actually friends now. John says he used to find Nine an asshole, but then he realized that the asshole image is a wall he built around him to keep everyone out. I guess it's kind of the same for me. I'm still amazingly badass, thank you very much, but maybe there's a side to me that I barely know any more, the side only Katarina knew.

The last thing Sam said sticks in my mind like glue. You're too similar to be together. Similar? Nine and I? Okay, I get that we're both really into this war, and we're both value our dignity. We're both leaders, and we'd both fight until we die for Lorien. We're too busy with this war to actually worry about relationships. Hopefully, I will keep saying that for a while and not turn into some sappy love-driven girl.

Well, there's also the fact that Nine and I are seriously awesome warriors.

But I think the similarities end there.

Did Nine move from one beat up shack to the other? No, he lived in a lavish penthouse. Did he watch his Cepan get tortured? There's a question mark on that. He said Sandor was killed, but he never elaborated on what happened in that cave. I don't know. I doubt Nine suffered the way I did.

Then again, his walls… Would he have such a tough shell had he not suffered? I would know. We build up walls because we can't bear it if anyone was ever let in because our wounds will be reopened. Maybe we're kind of similar. Yeah, we are. That's why we're constantly at each other's throats.

Because of my over thinking, I didn't realize I was out of the building. I don't know where my legs really took me, so I keep walking.

Suddenly, I hear a cry of pain. I know that voice. Nine. Shit.

"Mogs," I breathe, turning invisible. Of course, he went on a walk too.

I move in the direction where the sound came from. It's an alley. I stare at the scene playing out in front of me. Nine is pressed up against the wall at the end of the alley. Is he seriously overpowered by five humans? They look like they're in their early thirties, and all five of the men are crowded around him. Blood is gushing out of his head. They must've hit him with something.

"C'mon," the guy standing closer to Nine says. "You gotta have something. Credit card, cash, anything?"

So they want money. They're not allied with the Mogs or anything. Nine shakes his head, in a daze. He weakly touches the gash on his head. The guy closest to him slips a knife out of his pocket and stabs Nine in the leg. He yelps in pain. I fight back a scream. We didn't go through what happened in Dulce only to have our second strongest Garde killed by a human gang.

I turn visible. "What do you think you're doing?" I say confidently. All five guys spin around. Nine looks up from the ground.

The guy who stabbed Nine laughs and steps over to me. He looks me up and down. "Is this your bitch?" he asks Nine, laughing. "I bet we can put 'er to some use." He tried slapping my ass, but I grab his wrist and flip him over.

"Don't touch me," I warn him. He groans in pain. I spring forward, punching another guy in the jaw. I elbow him in the gut. He stumbles back due to my Loric strength. I jump onto a third's back. He falls down, and I step on him. I hear a crack. He broke something. Good.

The fourth and fifth stare at me in fear. I grab them by their shirts at the same time, lifting them off the ground with my strength, and I slam them together. They both fall unconscious. I took them all by surprise.

The one I punched in the gut stands up, so I easily lift him and throw him towards the first guy. That ought to take care of them both. Four are unconscious. I peer at the one with the broken back. He winces. I kick him and he rolls over to the others. His eyes roll back into his head.

I walk over to Nine, who is barely sustaining himself against the wall. "Come on," I say. "John or Marina will heal you." I throw his arm over my shoulder and check to see if I can help him walk. He stares at the ground ashamed. The wound in his head is starting to worry me.

I turn us both invisible, and with me supporting him, we use Superspeed to go back to the penthouse.

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So how was it? I don't know I'm really conscious about what I write, so please review.

Also, if you like Nix, would you mind checking out my Nix one shots?

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/s/9653394/1/Weakness (Summary: Even the strongest have weaknesses, and Nine just realized what his biggest one is.) This one is the shortest and kinda cheesy. :p yeah

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/s/9688587/1/Lake (Summary: One minute, Nine is emotional, the next, he's back to his flirtatious self. Apparently, he has nothing to do than confusing Six.) This one is one of my more happy/fluffy one shots.

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/s/9688086/1/Sacrifice (Summary: A fresh scar burns itself into my leg. It dawns on me that it's either Nine, Six, or the missing Five. Marina screams as she clutches her leg. Eight gasps. Someone is dead." Warning: Character death.) This one starts with like a paragraph from John's POV and then it switches to Six/Nine. Notice the warning tho.

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/s/9663891/1/Power-Outage (Summary: Six wakes up in the middle of the night to a power outage, but then she finds Nine sleeping by her bed. What on Earth and Lorien could he be doing there?) Yeah not much to say about this one but I personally like it. I don't know about you ;p

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Yeah so those ^ were the links and summaries to my four Nix one shots. Again, please leave a review. It pushes me to write more. :)