All Chapters of Daughter Of Phoenix: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

None of us needed to question who was behind that single kill shot. If the OA could slaughter their own, where would that leave us? All of us would be as good as dead. I forced my own body upwards, the pain sizzling but seemed so far away. All I could feel was the adrenaline coursing through my veins. It gave me the power I needed. Evan’s hand was still clasping mine, quickly I dragged him towards the door, the ache of each footstep fading. I pushed him through the door, thrusting him into the arms of another agent. “Get him out of here.” She gave me a single nod, then disappeared from my sight.

“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?”

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

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,

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