I was only a baby when my home planet was destroyed. Although I was too young to understand, I knew what fading hope looked like. I saw it most on that day. As I was bundled onto the second ship, separate from what I will come to know as the grade, I knew that my life had just changed forever, even if i didn't know why. And as the ship soared over Lorien and set course to Earth, I started to cry, perhaps even then, I knew what was to come or at least felt the tension in the room as our home planet burned.
I am number 11 and the Mogadorians will pay for what they have done
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The Last Legacy
FanficThey caught number One in Malaysia They caught number Two in England They caught number Three in Kenya They tried to catch number Four in Ohio and failed I am number 11, to finish us, they will have to go through me All rights go to Pittacus lore. I...
