Characters In I Am Number Four Novels & Stories

He was handsome in a classic sort of way, all clean lines and perfect features. He was also looking at me like I was a particularly interesting dessert he was considering trying. “Theron,” Alpha Magnus said warmly, “you remember my sons, Marcus, Darius, Zane, and Kael. And of course, Lyra.” “Of course,” Theron said, his eyes never leaving my face. “Though little Lyra isn’t quite so little anymore, is she?” The temperature in the room seemed to drop about ten degrees as all four boys went very still behind me.

I talked about Jason's violence without sugar-coating or minimising. The casting process was surreal. Watching actors audition to play us. A man in his thirties is reading Four's lines about meeting me for the first time. A woman my age performing my escape from Jason. It felt like watching our lives reflected in a funhouse mirror, recognisable but distorted. They cast a relative unknown to play Four. An actor named Marcus Cole who had Four's intensity and the ability to show vulnerability underneath hardness. The actress playing me was someone I recognised from smaller roles, Emma Santos, who understood how to portray strength and fragility simultaneously.

I had not prepared for this. “How many?” He hesitated. Foolish boy. I have carried Red Moon longer than he has drawn breath. I bore him under Marcus’s roof and never flinched. Numbers do not undo me. “How many?” I repeated. “Four.” The word tolled through the chamber like both a wedding bell and a funeral knell. Four. Not one to secure a line. Not two to balance power. Four—enough corners to steady a house, enough edges to cut careless hands.

"What is it Four?" "Well... their is a disciple out here to challenge you. He won't go away. Three is getting ready to go and kill him. She hasn't though. Since your orders were for us not to engage them." Four had a body that looked full and able already. He actually looked like a boy of 12 years old. His hair was a dark brown and his complexion reminded Ren of a Brazilian man he once knew. "What do you want us to do?" "I will take care of it. Continue training. How is the reading coming along?" Ren was curious if the boy adapted to the info well enough.

"What do you mean by that? You pretend you don't know us? Oh, or did you have amnesia after the accident?" "Remember this carefully!" another said. "We are masters of dorm two and loyal supporters of B4. Who was it that you swore at? Immediately correct your words, loser!" "Well, he's right. It doesn't matter if you are the brightest student in this school; if you insult Hunter Abraham and the other members of B4, then you will have to face us!" "B4!" Jonea grinned. "True to their name—BEASTS Four, the four of them are monsters!"