#fall of five

Re-reading Fall of Five and…

Nine just straight up gave Ella some freaking alcohol and Malcolm just sat there and let it happen 😭

also Nine just HAS alcohol sitting around and it surprises NO ONE. (It was probably Sandor’s old stash or smth) If that isn’t the most Nine thing ever I don’t know what is

Marina and Eight were star-crossed from the very beginning. In order for Eight to die, Marina had to die first. She’s what stood in front of Eight being hunted. The only thing which could change that, however, was if they met, but this left them both susceptible to death, making their meeting even less practical. At least without having met, only one could be in danger at a time, right?

After I read the fate of ten I kind of went off to university (I believe Americans call it College) to get my degree in Human Biology, which is why I kind of abandoned my tumblr. So I am 21 now and I have graduated. I bought United as One in 2017 I think? And I have only just gotten round to reading it! It was just sat in my room collecting dust. But now that I have graduated I have a lot more free time on my hands for reading.

If anyone from the fandom is still active on here and wants to discuss anything, feel free to message me! I’m gonna try and get round to reading Generation One, Fugitive Six and Return to Zero soon.

Where fem!reader is one of the Human Garde and both she and Nine are professors at the new academy.

You had hated the fact that you never had a definite name on your arm. It changed every few months, each time totally different to the last. It was quite infuriating, to be truthful. You were sick of it, as you would be bullied at school for it, people saying that you didn't have a true soulmate because he or she 'changed' so often. Sometimes you were even called a slut, and this hurt the most. It didn't hurt because of the name, but because people would actually call someone such a derogatory name. You knew a girl, once, who self harmed because she was harmed so. It was heartbreaking, seeing someone so lost that they didn't see themselves as worthy of anything. Deep down, you had small urges to do just that, but you couldn't do that to your soulmate. So you lived your life in (hometown/city), waiting.

You supposed that one good thing had come out of your soulmate's constant identity swaps- you figured out that you had powers. At this time, the name on your arm was 'Nine', and you were in university, at the ripe age of 17. You were majoring in English and minoring in French and German. You loved languages, constantly talking in a mixture of all three. It confused most others, but your friend Alyssa (yup, I'm adding myself because why not?!), who was doing the same subjects as you, joined in too! Back to the topic at hand, you were having a rather rough beating-up from your favourite person in the world (note the sarcasm), Richard Wellings; he would pick on you for everything after you refused to go on a date with him- you were saving yourself solely for your soulmate, if you ever found him/her. He was going for a punch when his arm suddenly fizzled up, electricity sparking from it. Realising that he failed, he became even more mad, and tried to rugby-tackle you, only for his whole body to start to spasm, as it being electrocuted, in the same spot that his punch had missed. You had created a force field.

Later that day, you got home and decided to do some research. It turned out that multiple teenage children around the globe were suddenly showed development of superhuman powers.

Alyssa had powers too, it seemed; she could control water (and so, breathe under it and see under the surface). Your powers were better than you had originally thought too, as everything inside your force fields turned invisible. Telekinesis was awesome too, and you both helped each other to practice your powers.

It had been while you were doing just that that you were, out of the blue, sucked into a vision. The name Nine came up, but you were shocked. The Mogadorians you had known about, yes, because that was part of the reason for your training, but Setrákus Ra and his creepiness, not so much. But you know that you heard your Soulmate's (current) name, and if that creepy ass dude with the purple scar was threatening him (you knew that he was a male now), you sure as hell weren't going to just sit back and let him get killed. He was one of the actual Loric!

And that led you to where you were now. Standing outside of the gates of the new Academy in a patch of forest across the bay from San Francisco. You take a deep breath, and release it. You had your degree, and you were ready, you reassured yourself. Passing through the first gate with your force field around you and Alyssa (I'm here too!) (And you can do that- pass through solid objects with the force field around you, that is), you see some heavily armed soldiers guarding the perimeters. You get your ID ready, and then pop off forcefield surrounding you.

After quick introductions, you are let through, and someone escorts you to the reception, where you both are directed too an office on the third floor, where two people are waiting for you.

It was the moment you had been waiting for for your whole life. Introductions were made, but as soon as you said your name and the tall, muscular black haired man, who looked to be your age, told you his, it was as if your whole world had been frozen. You felt tingles go up your arm, tracing the letters of the name that had finally stayed the same. You had found him.

"-/N)? (Y/N)! Earth to (Y/N)!" You were jolted from your thoughts as Alyssa's shouts became clearer.

"Huh?" You were staring at the man in front of you, Nine. Your Soulmate.

"Y-y-you. You're my-my S-Soulmate?" Nine's statement seemed more like a question.

"I g-guess." You were both rendered speechless, silence washing over the four of you, only to be broken by Lexa's stifled giggles finally became too much and she burst out laughing.

"Never... In the.. whole time that I have... Known you.. you have never... Been silent for more.. than a m..Minute!" She managed to get out as a way of explanation.

Well, you thought, better now than never.