I frowned, the feeling almost felt natural to me. “So what, you to replace their tyranny with yours?” That sentence seemed to be the breaking point, the whole room clambered into a silent hush, daggers were burning through me.
“You misjudge me, Alexis. I am not a tyrant, neither do I want to be the overriding ruler when we bring down the OA, I want unity, all nations united.” She paused her smile still pleasant.
“Nations made of blood, slaughter, pain.”
“I would have no reason to lie to you Miss Reign. There was something deep down that makes me question if Mrs Velt was inspired and threatened by the power you had over your own mind. So, she built a device to bend reality around people like you, to make you weaker and more susceptible.” Her frown deepened. “Cruel really, people with gifts like yours should not be locked away like worthless trash.” “So Phoenix, weakened me? That is why it took me so long to break from it then? And that’s why the others couldn’t wake up by themselves too?”
It dawned on me that I have missed all those times with my brother, that all those false realities were just that. False realities. All that growing up I watched him do wasn't even real. It was only a fabrication of my imagination. What I wanted to see, but not what I was actually living through or experiencing. Real-life sucked, but those days I watched Evan grow I wanted them to be real. They felt real, so real. "Okay, I'll go." It was time to stop focusing on all the bad things in life and focus on the good. Evan wasn't dead. And neither was Isaiah. And all my friends were alive and breathing. My mother, my father. But deep down I knew there was one voice I wanted to hear the most. Carefully Zee unwrapped my body from the duvet and helped me up. My whole body was so tensed that I had to stretch. Feeling the fluid pop and flow. It relieved all the pent-up tension. I looked to Zee, she gave me a light smile. She looked proud almost. "Let's go." She wrapped an arm through mi
I closed the door behind me, before I turned, I prayed, begged that when I did turn Isaiah would return to his normal state. His blazing blue eyes would pierce into mine once again and his arms would encompass my waist and make me feel at home. Make me feel safe. I turned. Nothing. I have never really been the lucky one. I walked up to the bed and sat down on the small space next to him. I touched his warm hands, placing a small kiss on each of them. "Good morning Isaiah." He didn't even stir, but people in comas can hear their loved ones right? Let's hope he's heard me. I can be comfortable with that. "I know you can't move, or talk, or touch me. But I hope you can hear me, I really do. I-. I am-." I took a deep breath struggling to find my words. "I am really struggling without you, Isaiah. I don't know what to do here without you. And I can't help but think that it is all my fault. I got you shot. I put you in this mess. And I am so sorry. So sorry Isaiah. I hope you can fo
Currently, Elijah was walking me to a private sector of the building that only the agents trained in, they thought that putting me with my agent friends; Zee, Elijah would make me more comfortable than throwing me into the deep end of a group of soldiers that I would consequently have to train with. Although they say agent training is harder I disagree, soldiers were thrown in the brunt of war, right in the center. Wouldn't that make their own training more intense, it had to. Without that how could they keep up with an open battlefield? "Elijah?" Upon hearing my voice he looked down at me and smiled. I appreciated Elijah as much as I ever did, it was nice having Zee for advice. But sometimes a guy's perspective was just as important and the only man I trust was not here right now. I just thank the heavens that it is not going to be a permeant fixture. "Yes, Reign." "Is this going to be how our lives are going to play out for the next months? Just training, n
My training had been running for approximately thirty minutes and I could feel the lactic acid in my muscles burning a hole through me. It was just simple sparing but my back has connected with the mat so many times that I could not think that I could possibly get any worst. Maybe I wasn't comfortable with sparing with Jace so I just let him win easier, or maybe I really was just that bad. Knowing my track record, it was probably the latter. During those thirty minutes, I could tell Jace was watching me, multi tasking with him sparing with me but also noting my strengths and weaknesses. There was no doubt I had many weaknesses, but I was still unsure about my strengths. Currently, we were taking a much needed break from sparring and I could tell that he was surprised at my poor ability to defend myself. And honestly so was I. Did I really just wholly rely on people to save me? But what if they weren't there? What would happen next? From the corner of my eye,
"Alexis, I-" "No, Anna." There was a firmness in my voice that I didn't even know I had. It was so clear, abrupt that I felt the emotion and power behind it. And judging by her facial expression, I am sure she did too. A moment of silence washed over us, she was reading my expression. I could tell my whole body language was out of bounds, but I just couldn't hide what I was feeling. The fact that she could use something so close and personal to me, for political gains of her own. It was one thing saving the world, but strangers did not have to know anything outside the realms of who the OA really are. That had nothing to do with me and Isaiah and our relationship. Holding up a single hand she nodded. "Okay. Okay, Alexis. You don't have to say that, we can strike it out from the speech. Please don't let it deter you from our mission." She may have moved on, but there was something bitter lingering in my mouth. There was a battalion of emotions that wer
Great, the game where both choices were hard for me. Immediately as we approached them, all their eyes fell on us. First at Zee, I could tell that most of them were familiar with her, then it fell on me. There were a mixture of emotions on their faces. Fear, apprehension, disinterest and looks that seemed almost mocking, as if Jeremiah inhabited them, and they believed the filth that I had no doubt he was spilling about me. "Hey guys." Zee greeted them and they all seemed happy to see her, I hung back timidly playing with my fingers. I have never really been the one to socialize with other people, it was just so strange and foreign to me. That every time I attempted it came out strained. She glanced towards me, giving me a welcoming smile. "I doubt you, any of you need an introduction. This is Alexis and she is going to join us tonight." An agent I presume, that looked around our age, gave me a warm smile. His brown eyes inviting. "Yes, we've heard about the famous Alexis Re
Quickly, I dodged out of the way, only missing the pressure of her nails by an inch. She skidded across the broken debris. Her hands positioned and sliding along the length of the glass we stood on. Her movements were fluid, as in that of a warrior. That could not have been me. She stood back up and I felt cemented to my feet. A snarl, a disgusting ugly snarl was situated on her face. Then as if she was fighting against everything in her, against the wind, against her free will, she began advancing to me again. The same cracks only deepened, the same gaps only widened from the weight of her ascending footsteps. That was when the whole glass shook and rumbled, and split half way in the middle. I lost my footing. Tendrils of air whipped and bit on my face and my skin. I was falling. Helplessly. Without any escape. With no end in sight. Flashes of the debris that was suspended in the air was coming down at an accelerating rate, came down with me. My breath hitched in my throat.
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