Rising From Ashes: The Betrayed Queen Returns

Chapter 4

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high heels crunched over shattered glass an

e glance for the girl lying in the massive pool of b

y. Her hands shook violently as she ripped an emergency life-support syr

nd Joi, pushing a hovering stasis

n. He grabbed a portable defibrillator

ead around. Her e

ice tearing her throat. "Focus everythin

ly dropped the paddles and rushed to

nd unclenching. He opened his mouth, the urge to say something fighting against his throat. But the wei

ay, the sirens fading down the ha

issed shut. They left Aislinn lying on the freezing

assed in abso

attling cough

e blast had pooled in her nervous system, acting as a natural pacem

y, spinning mess. Every single bone in her body

al clear on one fact: in this Academy, lettin

with blood-soaked hands and dug her fingernails i

reamed, fresh hot blood spilling over her ribs. Her eyes were co

into the shadows beneath the ventilation ducts, avoiding the main

nd her, the automated cleaning drones hummed to life

ushed against the rusted metal

humb against the

e lock d

for Aislinn to throw her weig

rride lock. The heavy bolts shot into place

he gasped for air, her lungs burning

black metal necklace she always wore. It was a dark matter drive she had

p. A microscopic needle sli

islinn jammed the needle directly

ooded her bloodstream. It hit

ntly projected directly onto her retina

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“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.”