Iโve done what Lorien has intended me to do, and thatโs to undo damage thatโs been inflicted on those who donโt deserve it.
Pittacus LoreAre you sure you want us to keep calling you 'Six'?" "You can say it's short for something." "For what? Sixty?
Pittacus LoreMarina, as of the sea. You stick with Hector Ricardo. I'll take care of you;its in my name
Pittacus LoreIn the beginning we were a group of nine. Three are gone, dead. There are six of us left. They are hunting us, and they won't stop until they've killed us all. I am Number Four. I know that I am next.
Pittacus LoreHave you ever had something happen to you that there was simply no explanation for? That you can't chalk up to a coincidence, or an accident, or even fate?
Pittacus LoreMy breathing is controlled, but all the fear and anger within me. Fear is too simple a word. Terror. That's what I feel.
Pittacus LoreWhen you have lost hope, you have lost everything. And when you think all is lost, when all is dire and bleak, there is always hope.
Pittacus LoreThe wind is knocked out of me; and when I look up, I see Nine spitting blood out. He's grinning. "Are you crazy?" I ask. "You're enjoying this?" "I've been locked up for over a year. This is the best day of my life!
Pittacus LoreDuring the fire: 'Some of the drunker ones don't move. Some of them laugh. One person says, "Where's the marshmallows?" Mark slaps him across the face. "GET OUT!" he screams.
Pittacus LoreThere were hugs. There were words said by each of them. I don't remember what they were. Nothing haunts me more.
Pittacus LoreBad day?" "Every day is a bad day here." "Eh, this place isnt't so terrible." "How are you always cheerful?" "Alcohol," he says with a sideways grin.
Pittacus LoreI am an alien, I have extraordinary powers, with more to come, and I can do things that no human would dream of, but I still look like a fool.
Pittacus LoreWe break our huddle and Eight immediately transforms into one of his massive avatars. His handsome features melt away, replaced by the snarling face and golden mane of a lion. He grows to about twelve feet, ten arms sprouting out of his sides, each of them tipped with razor-sharp claws. Nine whistles through his teeth. 'Now we're talking,' Nine says. 'One of your parents must've been a chimรฆra. Probably your mom.
Pittacus LoreI know what I'm capable of; I am a soldier now, a warrior. I am someone to fear, not hunt.
Pittacus LoreSo I'm guessing you're Seven and Ten; What can you do?" I say as I find our rifles in the sand and hand each of them a gun. "You can call me Marina," the girl with the brown hair says. "And I can breathe under water and see in the dark and heal the sick and wounded. And I have telekinesis." Call me Ella, I hear ten say in my head. Aside from my telepathy, I can change ages. "Awesome. I'm four, that nut job with the long black hair is nine and the beast is my chimaera, Bernie Kosar.
Pittacus LoreI guess I had this silly notion that things would be different now, since I was different.
Pittacus LoreWhere are you originally from?โ โThe planet Lorien, three hundred million miles away.โ โMust have been a long trip, John Smith.โ โTook almost a year. Next time Iโm bringing a book.
Pittacus LoreI drop the other Chest to the ground in shock. "What number are you? I'm Four." He squints at me and then offers his hand. "I'm Nine. Good job staying alive, Number Four.
Pittacus LoreShe reaches up and pulls my face to her and kisses me, her soft lips on mine. I don't want her to stop kissing me. As long as she is, then everything is fine. Everything is right, I would stay in this room forever if I could. The world can pass by without me, without us. Just as long as we can stay here, together, in each other's arms.
Pittacus LoreAnd I'm certain one day, you'll make it back home. With love, Your friend and Cรชpan, -H
Pittacus LoreMy heart is breaking," she says. "I want to be strong for you right now but the thought of you leaving is killing me inside.
Pittacus LoreYou can't escape what you are, but you also should know what you could be. Why you're fighting.
Pittacus LoreI fell in love with painting. Painting allows me to see things as I want to and not necessarily as they are, it's an escape, a way to preserve thoughts and memories, a way to create hopes and dreams. - Marina
Pittacus LoreMy iPod rumbles again. It's not actually an iPod. It doesn't play any music and the earbuds are just for show. It's a gadget that Sandor put together in his lab. It's my Mogadorian detector. I call it my iMog.
Pittacus LoreImages flicker, each one bringing its own sorrow or its own smile. Sometimes both. At the very worst, an impenetrable and sightless black and at best, a happiness so bright that it hurts the eyes to see, coming and going on some unseen projector perpetually turned by an invisible hand. One, then another. The hollow click of the shutter. Now stop. Freeze this frame. Pluck it down and hold it close and be damned by what you see. Henri always said: the price of a memory is the memory if the sorrow it brings.
Pittacus LoreI've learned that some memories surprise you and reveal a sharp edge just when you least expect it.
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