Chapter thirty one
Four years later
Years had passed since our fight against the OA. Everything fell back into its rightful place, the world received the message of the military and government's betrayal, those they put their trust in. Once people started realizing that there was nothing to fear and it all a big illusion, the curfews were broken letting people roam around anywhere they wanted at any time. Murder rates fell back, including that of robbery. The destitute were awarded homes that they rightfully deserve. The UN was recalled again and they were doing the right job of making things fell back into what it once was. Slowly but indefinitely we were all picking up the pieces that were left. The world was turning for the better.
Seemingly, everything in my life was returning back to what it once was. Without Eaton, my mother was fully paying attention to Evan and also getting the help she needed. Zee stuck on her promise to leav
Zee, looked at me then Isaiah, then back to me again before dashing me a sly grin. "Of course. Please, take all the time you need." Whatever she was planning, or had already planned I didn't like where it was heading. "Thank you." Zee brushed past him, a supportive hand skimming the top of his shoulders. Isaiah took his seat next to me, holding out one of the glasses in my direction. "Here." Gratefully, I accepted, playing with the rim of the bottle, before pulling my head back, tasting a sip. The liquid alcohol trickled down my throat, the sweet taste filling my mouth. I've been alone countless times with Isaiah before, but for some reason, this time seemed to unsettle me, like there was a lot more to it. We sat in a comfortable silence as I found myself hastily taking more sips of my drink. "You might want to slow down on that." I looked up, his facing holding an amus
Chapter 32Everything before me, kept fading in and out. A man's face. A hospital bed. My reflection on the glass wall. Then, I remembered Isaiah, my fiancée. What happened to him? Did I lose the man I love, one I was so ready to give everything up for.Things started clearing up, my vision, my senses. That toxic antiseptic smell that seemed to haunt me where ever I went. It seemed whatever I tried, I could not escape my reality. But was I even in it?"Miss Reign." It wasn't Mrs Velt, or Ovie, or any voice I have ever heard before. It was quiet, but sharp nothing like the calmness of Zee's. What was going on? I was with Isaiah, I knew I was with him. But now, he's gone? He broke into pieces right before me, like shards of cracked glass. But that wasn't possible, no human could ever have the ability to do that.The man in front of me, held no stern expression, it seemed soft. A lot softer than the ones I've
"It's a great gift that we can input ourselves into people's timelines. Anyone we chose. The stranger on the bus seat next to you or a long lost friend. If we know who it is, then it's relatively easy from then on. It doesn't make a substantial difference, either way it would still reach its end goal but it is always fun to see the influence you could have had." "So, you're telling me that Adrian was never your friend to begin with?" "No, his is." "And you let them do this to him, how could you be so heartless?" He rolled his cat like eyes. "Friendship is an expensive deal and not always worth it. Power however, is just as expensive but more worthy." "So, what you're telling me that all of them are in my path, my own journey. But I'm awake. Why am I awake and they aren't?" "I'm putting it on your subconscious, realizing it's not your version of th
NATIONS OF BLOOD (PART 2 OF DAUGHTER OF PHOENIX) The sound ricocheted in my ear drums, amplifying everything around me and at the same time drowning everything out. An unyielding force slammed my arm backwards. Pain shot throughout, encompassing every hair, every muscle, every part of me. But physical pain could not, would not compare to the pain I was facing mentally or the pain I knew I would be facing. Isaiah, I could see the bullet pierce through him, I could see the scarlet red ooze out begging for release, I could see his body give up and slump over. But I could see nothing. Hot tears streaked down my cheeks, giving some form of warmth, my eyes sealed shut. I had to open them, I had to. Even if he could not see me, even if he was in some sort of sim, I had to be the last person to see him. The heaviness in between my eyes lifted. Isaiah sat in front of me, pristine, as pristine as he could be. But no scarlet, crimson, red
"Are you not supposed to know what is going on around here? If you won, if the OA won why keep us alive, when you can just kill us, kill me and be finished with this. That way you don't have someone on your tail willing to stop you-""I would stop there if I were you Alexis, they are listening." Quickly, he pointed to all the cameras that were so well hidden that I would never have noticed if he did not somewhat reveal them. His movements, fluid almost too smooth to be human. His eyes locked onto mine, the darkness of them contrasting with his skin and hair, it was striking and intimidating all at the same time. "Don't want to give them even more reasons to kill you.""I am sure they have thought of that already. If you are smart enough to put me in a SIM that warps my sense of reality, you are smart enough to think of all the possibilities of what would happen when I woke up. All the possibilities." Maybe if I could be manipulative, coerce him into thinking that he me
Chapter 34 This time I felt the life force drain back into my body, no hot coursing medicine was pumping through me, toying with me. The room was lit brightly, the white conforming to the walls, perfectly. The feeling of this presence lingered, the air was hot even though ice cold air was leaking from the air conditioning. My body pulled towards a figure, like a magnet. My eyes landed on a man. Middle aged, no more than fifty. Bald, a prominent jaw line, and bright grey eyes. Almost immediately, I knew that was the father. Th
Chapter 35The blue skies wrapped around me, the sweet aroma of the flowers that wrapped around me in the endless meadow fields. The sun beating happily down onto my skin, dancing patterns swirled across my hazel brown complexion. Everything seemed stilled and finally, I felt at peace. I knew this was a dream, it had to be. But I didn’t want to wake up, I didn’t want anything to take me away from this paradise. I didn’t want to return back to my nightmare reality. Faced with an impossible choice.The winds whipped calmly
Chapter 36“How are you feeling Miss Reign?” I focused my attention on him, it didn’t look like he was playing some sick, twisted game. Memorizing every detail of his face, I was certain he was a new doctor, maybe he wanted to be kind to me. Maybe it was a genuine ask. “Fine.” That was a lie. But the pain was intense that after a couple of weeks, it just felt numb. Until they turned it up, then the agony would start all over again. I had to come to the realization that no one was coming for me. Mr Nightingale made it quite clear that I wasn’t going to survive this. It was simpler to lie. “I’m fine.”