26Disclaimer: I am a twelve-year old schoolgirl typing away secretly in my bedroom. Any chance I'm Pittacus? Nope.
Chapter. 11
One's words echoed in my mind as she left me back in control of my body.
Nice, right? I wish you would get in life-threatening situations more. It's the only time I can meet you nowadays…
Did it mean… I could only wish…
One was back in my subconscious. I had created her out of thin air to reside once again in my mind as a memory. Or did I…
Did I let the Mogadorian technology actually create a spirit being out of the three dimensions? Was it really possible? What if…
I didn't dare think what Mog tech could get us.
"Dude! Snap out of it," I heard Nine snap his fingers near my face, bringing me back to the world of reality. "You've got some explaining to do."
"I told you, guys!" Adam protested. "Setrakus Ra can possess any one of you! You guys have to be careful!"
"Shut up, Mog. You tried to kill Ella's dad! We need proof of this," I thrust that random piece of ice Marina made closer to Adam's neck. I couldn't trust him. He was a Mog, and Mogs were bad. It was that simple.
"Guys, we don't even know for sure if that is Raylen or not! How come you trust him and not me!?" Adam sighed.
I felt Ella's hand on my shoulder. "Let him go Nine," she whispered lightly. "I know that he means no harm. I could feel Setrakus Ra speaking in my head, telling me to capture Dad. But I resisted. Probably it's just Adam's resistance being lower."
I lowered the icicle as I stared at Adam with distrust. "I don't trust you, Adam, but I'll… trust you for now. If anything funny happens, you better watch out."
Adam sighed. "Do I really have to show you guys that I'm 100% loyal to you?"
I nodded.
"Fine."
Then the weirdest thing happened. Adam's eyes flashed white and his body's image fuzzed a bit. Then he opened his eyes, now a blinding light, and spoke to us in a girl's voice.
"I am One."
I could feel Adam enter the spirit world with me.
"'Sup," he said.
"Hi Adam," I said. "Did you let One hijack you or did she take your body without your permission?"
I saw him stare at the guys ask One all sorts of questions about him. "…Yah, I let her hijack me. I guess it was a life threatening situation. I guess being thought as a traitor counts."
I winced at the word traitor. Not that I regretted my decision to join the Mogs (then leave them of course), for it had saved Eight's life and got the guys some useful info, but still I didn't like that word.
Traitor.
Traitor.
Traitor.