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.”
I looked at Elijah, then at Isaiah, the only thing that I could do was to look at all my friends with the utmost confusion that I could muster. What in the hell were they actually talking about? "What do you mean? Do not tell me that all of you concocted some other ridiculous plan about how you are going to save me? It is not going to work, there is no way that you guys could have come up with a plan in less than forty eight hours."I felt Isaiah's hand on mine first, as he looked at me, with the same amount of determination that he always has when it is regarding my life and well being. "But Alexis, what if we can, what if we can save you. Would you accept our help? Would you take that risk, for us, for me? Would you?" I looked at him, as in really looked at him, and I knew it, I just knew it deep down within me that he was not lying, he really was not. They have come up with a plan that is going to save me, I myself was not intent of dying, so if there was a way back,
He smiled, the stretch on his face pulled him in to a wide and bright smile. It was weird actually, I never really thought that I would have made a good wife, but I was more than willing to try for Isaiah, he was everything that I wanted and more. There was nothing that he could not say to me that I would not do for him, nothing. But I knew that I had to do this, not just for only him, but for me too. I had to do it, because if I did not, I am not entirely sure what hope our future had, and that fact was more scary than anything. "I love you, Isaiah. I really do."Although, I saw that hint of sadness crown his features, I could see in clear as day in his eyes that he loved me too, he loved me more than anything. And if there was something I was thankful for, it was most definitely that. He loved me, he loved at me as if I was this rare treasure, this rare jewel that he never thought in his life that he could gain a hold of, but here I was. In front of him, in his arms. Slowly
Before Miss Smith- Anna could say anything else, Isaiah quickly interjected himself, "No! This is not happening, I will not even let anyone entertain the idea." His hand grabbed mine and he squeezed it, hard, I turned to face him. His eyes said everything that I knew he was keeping locked in his heart. I knew that he could not break his composure, but I also knew that it was killing him that I would even think of something like this. For him, it was like I was leaving him, almost like a betrayal. But for me, it was more like a gift from me to him, it was a chance of a better life for him. "Alexis, why are you even thinking about doing this? Have we not been happy? Why would you want to throw it all away when we can find another way around this. It is not fair, please do not do this to me."I looked at him, as in really looked at him, and all I could gift him was a small smile. He would never understand, even if I told him, he would think that I was just doing it to fabricate
She was silent for a while, but I knew that she heard me loud and clear, I could see the gears turning behind her eyes, and I saw all she wanted to know and to tell me, without her even needing to move her lips. There was fear and apprehension, but eventually, she nodded. "If that is what you want and that is what you wish for then, so be it."Isaiah was the first one to make a quick protest, "Are you actually kidding me right now. No." Abruptly he turned to me, "No, Alexis, no. You can not do this you are bringing yourself up for slaughter, and no one at all she be even saying something like that."Zee's hands rest on me, and I turned my attention towards her, "Alexis, Isaiah is right, this is nothing more than an execution on your part. You do not have to sacrifice yourself for us to live. That is not necessary, and it will never, ever be necessary." My eyes then met Elijah, sitting directly opposite me, and he just shook his head. Simple and slow. Side to side. Ther
I was in Isaiah's room wrapped in his embrace, enjoying his warmth when Zee stormed in. Her eyes fueled with fury and there was a hint of something scared between them. My mind started racing rapidly, and the first thing that I could think of was Evan. I mean, Isaiah was okay, I was in his arms, and Zee would not the one to barge in like that for no good reason, especially with the expression she had on her face, right now.Instantly, I forced myself out of Isaiah's embrace, and looked at her straight in the eyes. I do not know what I was searching for, possibly any bad news about Evan, that could only be communicated through the eyes, before she told me out right. But I could not find anything, I mean the clear explanation was that she was trained to be able to effectively conceal her emotions, and she did it well. "What? What is it, Zee. Please tell me, tell me now.""Alexis, you have to come quickly. Miss Smith needs to see you. Now."My bre
"You can never keep your hands off what is someone else." I do not think there has ever been a time, and I mean there has never been a time, ever in my life that I have ever seen Isaiah look this angry, and he has had his fair bout of outbursts in his lifetime, it was almost painful to see him like, all because of me. I did not know what to do, even placing my hands on his chest to calm him down, was beginning to scare the living hell out of me, I did not know what to do. So, I did nothing, and just stood there. But, I still was acting as a barrier between Isaiah and Elijah.I turned over to Elijah, who did not look the slightest bit upset with me, he just gave me a small smile, when I mouth a quick sorry and in return, he gave me another small nod. He was not angry, but I knew that he should have been. I mean, I would, because yes, I said it so I could clear my conscience, but it did not mean that I did not just fracture and damage the relationship that they shared as
There it was, the word vomit that was creeping up inside my throat, gear to escape, I knew that telling him the truth, and the end of things, would prove much greater than lying to him, just as I knew that the truth always had a nasty habit of leaking out, and against my better judgment, I knew against everything that I did, that the truth would eventually come out, whether I truly liked it or not. And I knew that deep down, there was nothing that scared me more than that. Nothing at all, so I took the deep dive, and I opened up emotionally, mentally and physically. I could tell that the heart was becoming very evident on my face because he looked at me, Isaiah looked at me, as if there was something deeper that he had to know. Both of his arms wrapped around my own, "Alexis." His voice dropped, the tone considerably lower than before, "What is the matter? Tell me, what is wrong?"I looked down, I could not bear anything in him to look him straight in his eyes, he lifted my h
"Congrats, Alexis." I am so proud of you, Zee quickly engulfed me in a tight and quick hug, I almost felt as though I was suffocating, but if that was not enough to tell me how proud of me that she was, I really did not know what would. Right now, they decided conveniently, to hold an after party, as a sort of celebration for me, and the apparent hope that they now had, not as though I could be able to do everything by myself. It was not just solely and wholly me. It was not, and I do not think that it will ever be that. I had the help of Miss Smith, and everything surrounding that, without her, I do not think that I would have been able to reach this stage as I have done now. So, I have to give all my thanks and appreciation to her, and only her in my honest opinion. But they all insisted, and I would feel as though I was being ungrateful if I did not accept it. There was no teachers present, there was only agents, and soldiers, and Evan. Zee did the courtesy of collecting him from
I walked up further to the front of the stage, and I could feel the paper that I was currently holding in my hand shake, as in it was not the type of shake that would be easy to hide, it was clear and evident and very. very out there and it was that bad that I knew that I was struggling to keep myself still. I took a deep breath in and out, and then in again, thinking that would prove something, and hopefully that would calm me down. But to no avail, I felt myself trying to swallow down the upcoming bile that was raising steadily and rapidly in my throat. Come on, Alexis, come on you can do this. My eyes found Isaiaih's again as he gave me a small, encouraging smile, his blue eyes lightening up and he gave me a thumbs up. I smiled appreciably, and nodded, releasing the breath that I currently took in. I can do this. I know that I can.I looked down at the paper in front of me, and it was as if the words on the page started blurring and moving around everywhere. I was st