Number Two was killed in England. Number Three in Kenya. Number One was not killed in Malaysia. Number One is here.

Nine of us came here. We look like you. We talk like you. We live among you-but We are not you. We have powers you dream of having. We are the superheros you worship in movies and comic books-but We are real. They caught Number One in Malaysia, Two in England, Three in Kenya. They killed them all. I am Number Four. I am next. Why is love like this? It makes you feel so many feelings you never knew you could feel. Like hate, insecurity, and hope. It's like one day he's gone but the next day here he is, right next to you. But our love is different. And that's what makes it special; it's different.

Nine of us came here. We look like you. We talk like you. We live among you. But we are not you. We can do things you dream of doing. We have powers you dream of having. We are stronger and faster than anything you have ever seen. We are the superheroes you worship in movies and comic books- but we are real. Our plan was to grow, and train, and become strong, and fight them. But they found us and started hunting us first. Now all of us are running. Spending our lives in shadows, in places where no one would look, blending in. We have lived among you without you knowing. But they know. They caught Number One in Malaysia. Number Two in England. And Number Three in Kenya. They killed them all. I am Number Five. One of six left. And if they want to win this war, they'll have to go through me.

Eleven is one of the few Loric left to fight for their kind and the civilisation of Earth against the Mogadorian, a vicious alien species. Eleven starts off her journey by finding her long lost companion Twelve. Will they find the other 7 Loric. Will they die or will they live? (I am Number Four fan fiction, continue on from Fall of Five lead into revenge of seven)