LOGINAriana’s POVNobody moved.The little girl couldn’t have been more than eight years old.She stood in the center of the tunnel as though she’d been waiting for us all along.Her white hospital gown was spotless despite the dust and destruction surrounding her.Her bare feet rested on the cold concrete.Most unsettling of all were her eyes.They glowed silver.Brighter than mine.Brighter than Noah’s.Brighter than Ethan’s.The light within them didn’t flicker.It burned with quiet certainty.Christopher leaned toward Alina and whispered, “Please tell me someone recognizes the creepy glowing child.”Alina never took her eyes off the girl.“No.”Christopher sighed.“I was afraid you’d say that.”The girl’s smile widened slightly.“You’ve gotten taller, Ariana.”A shiver ran down my spine.“I don’t know you.”“No.”Her voice was gentle.“You don’t remember me.”Those words again.Don’t remember.Everyone seemed to know pieces of my past except me.I was growing tired of it.Evelyn sudden
Ariana’s POV“No!”The word ripped from my throat as I dropped beside Damien.The steel beam pinning him to the ground looked impossibly heavy.Blood stained the front of his shirt.His breathing was uneven.Yet somehow…He was still looking at me instead of himself.“You okay?” he whispered.I stared at him.“You are literally trapped under a steel beam.”He gave me the faintest smile.“I’ve had worse.”Christopher blinked.“I’m sorry…”He looked between us.“…is this the appropriate time to flirt?”Alina shot him a look.“Christopher.”“What?”He shrugged nervously.“I’m just saying if I’m dying underground, I don’t want romance delaying the rescue.”Despite everything…A tiny laugh escaped me.Damien looked satisfied.“There.”I frowned.“What?”“You laughed.”Even now.Even like this.He cared more about seeing me smile than about the beam crushing him.My heart tightened painfully.Ethan knelt beside the beam.“So… good news.”Christopher looked hopeful.“We have good news?”“No.
Ariana’s POVNoah’s scream ripped through the underground complex with such force that the tunnel walls split apart.The sound wasn’t merely pain.It was grief.Decades of grief.The silver device in the scientist’s hand pulsed rhythmically, each flash sending violent tremors through Noah’s enormous body. His hands clutched his head as he staggered backward, crashing through thick concrete pillars as though they were made of paper.The entire facility groaned.Steel beams bent.Pipes burst overhead, releasing clouds of steam that hissed through the tunnels.Christopher ducked behind a collapsed support column.“I officially hate silver lights.”No one answered him.Every eye remained fixed on Noah.His glowing silver veins flickered wildly beneath his skin, brightening and dimming like stars on the verge of burning out.The scientist smiled.“There it is.”His voice carried an unsettling satisfaction.“The obedience protocol still exists.”“No!” Ethan roared.He lunged toward the scie
Ariana’s POVThe tunnel fell silent.Not the kind of silence that feels peaceful.The kind that comes right before disaster.The kind that warns you to run.Nobody moved.Nobody spoke.Every silver-eyed person stood perfectly still, their attention fixed on the darkness ahead.Waiting.Listening.Fearing.And that terrified me more than the roar itself.Because these were people who had survived decades underground.People who had escaped experiments.People who had endured horrors I couldn’t imagine.Yet they looked afraid.Truly afraid.My fingers tightened around Damien’s hand.He squeezed back immediately.Grounding me.Steadying me.Reminding me that no matter how strange this became—I wasn’t alone.Christopher broke the silence first.“Okay.”His voice shook slightly.“I know I ask this every ten minutes, but can someone please explain what exactly we’re running from?”Ethan answered.His voice was barely above a whisper.“The original.”The words settled heavily in the air.Da
Ariana’s POV Welcome home, Ariana.The words echoed through the tunnel long after the woman stopped speaking.Nobody moved.Nobody breathed.The collapsing facility seemed to disappear around us.Even the explosions sounded distant.Muted.Unimportant.Because standing before us was something impossible.Dozens of people.All with silver light beneath their skin.All staring at me.Like they knew me.Like they had been waiting for me.For years.For decades.Maybe longer.My heart pounded violently.I tightened my grip on Damien’s hand without realizing it.Immediately, his fingers closed around mine.Steady.Protective.Grounding.The simple gesture stopped me from falling apart.The elderly woman stepped forward slowly.She didn’t look dangerous.She didn’t carry weapons.She didn’t move like a soldier.Yet somehow—She frightened me more than the scientist ever had.Because she looked at me with recognition.The kind of recognition that came from knowing a secret.And I was beginn
Ariana’s POVLight.Blinding.Endless.Silver consumed everything.The tunnel vanished.The soldiers vanished.Even Damien disappeared.For one terrifying moment, I thought I had died.Then I heard a heartbeat.Strong.Steady.Familiar.Damien.The sound anchored me.Pulled me back.The silver light trembled around me like a living ocean.Waves of energy rolled through the darkness, carrying fragments of memories that weren’t entirely mine.A little girl laughing.A woman singing softly.A laboratory hidden beneath a mansion.Scientists arguing.Someone shouting—“She’s reacting!”Another voice answered.“Impossible.”Then another.Fearful.Almost reverent.“Subject Origin.”The memory shattered.I gasped.My eyes flew open.The real world slammed back into existence.Smoke.Fire.Screams.The collapsing facility.I was lying on the cracked tunnel floor.Damien was beside me.His arms wrapped around me protectively.Holding me against his chest.For a second neither of us moved.Neith
Ariana’s POVSubject Origin.The words echoed through my mind long after the scientist spoke them.Not Ariana.Not Subject Nine.Subject Origin.The name felt wrong.Like a lock clicking open somewhere deep inside my head.Around me, chaos erupted instantly.Omega was still screaming.Its massive b
Ariana’s POV“Ariana Hale.”The voice echoed through the tunnel like a death sentence.No.Not a death sentence.A recognition.Subject Omega knew me.The creature stood motionless in the shattered tunnel, its massive frame blocking the only visible escape route. Blue light glowed beneath its skin,
Ariana’s POVDarkness.Complete darkness.For several terrifying seconds, nobody moved.Nobody spoke.The emergency lights had died.The corridor that moments ago had been filled with red flashing alarms was now swallowed by blackness.The only sounds were heavy breathing, distant explosions, and t
Ariana’s POVPain.That was the first thing.Not sharp.Not sudden.No—this pain felt alive.Like something inside me had cracked open and didn’t know how to close again.My knees slammed into the floor.A scream tore out of me before I could stop it.The world twisted violently.Voices.Images.F