The Lunar Elites

Chapter Eight

A/N. Well. It's been a while. I really don't know what made me come back to this fanfic, but, well, here I am. For all I know I might forget about it again for another 6 months after uploading this chapter, but I might not. Ok so since I was gone for so long, I edited some things in the previous chapters, so if you don't want to reread them, here's what you need to know:

-       I completely removed Marston(my OC) from this story, since he was becoming a walking stereotype and resembled Jacin way too much. Plus I realized that I suck at writing OCs.

-       I replaced Marston with Lucent, so in summary, Lucent was sucked through the portal instead of Marston, and she and Maeve had a small reunion instead of Marston and Maeve.

-       I heavily(emphasis on heavily) edited chapter 2. I took out a bunch of crap and changed about 70% of the plot in that chapter. I suggest quickly skimming this chapter just so you know what happened.

-       When I first started the story, I just finished all 4 books of the lunar chronicles and I hadn't read the young elites for a while. However, I just finished the three books from the young elites series, and I haven't read the lunar chronicles in over a year. This means that my knowledge on the TLC universe might be a little iffy now, so bear with me and correct me if I make any mistakes about the canon universe.

So that's all! Sorry for the long author's note, but I'm done now. As always, please enjoy :)

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Adelina's POV

Adelina studied Cinder while she was busy giving out sleeping quarters to everyone. The girl was around her age, which was nice to know. Maybe they could even become friends. Oh sweet, naïve Adelina. Do you really think anyone would want to be friends with you? Great. The voices were back. It seemed these days that the whispers plagued her mind more and more. The only person who could make them go away was Magiano, but she couldn't rely on him all the time. Adelina sighed and brought her knees up under her chin. Cinder noticed the movement and looked at her questioningly. Everyone had left by now, leaving the two girls alone.

"Aren't you going to change?" Cinder blurted suddenly. "I mean, those clothes look pretty uncomfortable."

Adelina looked down at herself. Her clothes were torn and dirty, the same ones she was wearing during the battle at Kennetra. Some of it had been charred beyond recognition. But they were still her clothes. She knew how to move, how to fight in them. On the other hand, the clothes provided for her were strange and foreign, not something she understood or wanted to wear.

"You should try wearing the clothes we gave you," Cinder continued. "You might like them. Plus, they're clean."

Adelina knew that Cinder was right, and that she wouldn't be able to move or fight in her tattered clothes for long, so she just sighed and nodded her head, deciding to agree for now.

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            "How about I start by showing you what I can do?" Cinder piped up, breaking the uncomfortable silence that had settled over them when they returned to the control room. "And then you can demonstrate your powers."

Cinder paused, thinking. Adelina tugged on her shirt, still trying to get used to the feeling. Suddenly, Adelina could sense something grab ahold of her mind, almost like a fist was squeezing her thoughts, moulding them into something different. She realized that she was no longer in control of her body, and that she had stood up without actually wanting to. Then suddenly, just as quick as it grabbed her, the fist released her mind and she flopped back down onto the crate she was previously sitting on.