Adam's POV
When I walked in the loft Two was sitting on the couch in the same tank top and shorts she came in. Her glasses layed on the coffee table. Bernie Koser ran up to her, licking her (gladly in his beagle form). "At least the dog remembers me." She muttered, petting him. "I couldn't forget you." I muttered. But she was asleep by then. I got up and went to my "room". Night, I thought. Good Night Adam, I heard. Her legacies I remembered. She was pretty actually. Not a threat.
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I am Number Four: Two's Legacy
FanfictionThey killed Number One in Malaysia And Three in Kenya They thought they killed Two in London They were wrong Two is here And she's seeking revenge Author's note: P. S. A little out of the books. I need to do ᴿᴱˢᴱᴬᴿᶜᴴ - εʆίՀαɓεtհ
