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Rising From Ashes: The Betrayed Queen Returns

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 671    |    Released on: Today at 17:13

apid succession. Then, with a loud pop, the

anicked, their holographic terminals casting fra

eached down into the dark, aim

r shoulder, a massive surge of st

backward. He clutched his wrist, the

rge on her!" Clayton yelled,

uniform's tactical shield. A faint blue honeycomb b

yper-thermal purple light pulsed from beneath

und her body warped and distorte

burst open. Gayla stood there, leaning heavily on a nurse

walked right in

Aislinn's glowing eyes locked on

" Gayla shrieked, her voice

ined grin. She raised her right hand. She p

electric pulse right at her fingertips. It was the pre-programmed biometric trigger. The encrypted si

ve of pure thermal energy bla

slammed him into the metal wall with bone-crush

deafening, high-pitched overload alarm shrieked from his chest piece as the blue honeycomb barrier instantly spider-webbed w

e wasn't me

slammed directly into Gayla. It sought out the freshly transplanted P

t a blood-cu

celess gene sequence inside her overloaded in a fraction of

. The expensive medical monitors attached to h

er each other, trampling hands

from her nose and ears, sliding down her neck. But her eye

e core b

y ceased to beat. Her body went rigid, an

glass. The heart monitor attached to her wrist let

enerators kicked in. Harsh, pale

ked at Aislinn's lifeless body lying in the spreading poo

s hand reaching out instin

hysterical scream tore through the corri

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Rising From Ashes: The Betrayed Queen Returns
Rising From Ashes: The Betrayed Queen Returns
“I woke up strapped to a freezing operating table, a gaping hole crudely sutured over my heart. Joi Rocha, my supposed guardian, stood nearby holding a glowing vial that contained my freshly extracted Phoenix gene sequence. "Don't blame me, sweetheart. Gayla's body is just too weak. She needs this sequence more than you do." In my past life, I endured years of illegal biological harvests for this family. My fiancé Brennon watched with cold eyes as they ripped the gene from my chest, while the elite academy students filmed and mocked my bleeding, broken body. They stripped me of my status, drained every drop of my worth, and left me to die in a freezing tomb just so their precious fake daughter could thrive. Until my dying breath, I didn't understand. I had given them my absolute loyalty, so why was I treated like disposable medical waste? Why did my life mean absolutely nothing to them? But opening my eyes again, I realized I had returned to the exact day they stole my core. This time, I didn't cry or beg. I stared dead into Joi's eyes and smiled. I detonated the residual energy in my chest to incinerate Gayla's stolen sequence, faked my own flatline, and injected myself with a hidden dark matter drive to completely rewrite my DNA. If they wanted to play God with my life, I was going to burn their entire world to ash.”