For a second, Alessio didn’t breathe.Couldn’t.Two Noas.Same face. Same scars. Same lazy tilt of the mouth like they were seconds away from saying something he’d regret hearing.The one in his arms was still and faintly glowing. The one in the doorway was standing, eyes open, shoulders squared, gaze locked right on him.“What” The word came out raw. Alessio stopped himself before finishing it. He wasn’t about to give either of them the satisfaction of hearing the question.The standing Noa smiled. A real one, not the twisted metallic imitation the drones had worn. The curve was soft. Almost sweet.“Hello, Alessio.”Every nerve in his body went on alert. “You’re not him.”The smile didn’t fade.“Aren’t I?”Ivy’s voice crackled faint in his ear. “Alessio, I’m picking up what the hell? I’ve got two identical biometrics in your location. This isn’t possible unless”“It’s possible,” the standing Noa cut in smoothly, eyes flicking toward Alessio’s comm like he could hear Ivy too. “ERA mak
The smell of burning circuitry hit before Alessio’s vision even fully adjusted. It wasn’t just a scent, it was thick in the back of his throat, acrid and metallic, the kind of smell that stuck to your clothes and made your eyes water. He blinked hard, once, twice, trying to force his vision to settle, but the darkness was still oppressive, swallowing the room whole.Tiny motes of light drifted through the black. For a second, his brain wanted to think they were absurd fireflies, wrong before he realized they were tiny shards of glass and scorched insulation hanging in the air. They caught what little illumination there was, winking like dying stars before spiraling to the floor. Somewhere to his right, a blown-out control panel sparked, a blue-white flare so bright it left a ghost-image burned in his vision. Then darkness again.Noa’s body was still in his arms. Still glowing faintly, the same slow, steady pulse, like light was being breathed out from under his skin. It wasn’t natural
The alarms didn’t just scream.They breathed.Each pulse didn’t feel like sound; it felt like a heartbeat too big for the room, a living, angry pulse vibrating through the reinforced walls, through the seams of Alessio’s armor, all the way into his bones. Red light strobed across the containment cell in harsh, jagged flashes, carving shadows into every surface. For one fraction of a second, every flash painted Noa’s face no, ERA’s face in strips of crimson.His eyes were black. Not dark brown. Not dilated. Black. Ink-black. The kind of black that wasn’t just color was absent.Over comms, Ivy’s voice snapped through, sharp, urgent, cutting like glass against the roar of the alarms.“Alessio, we have thirty seconds before full system breach.”He didn’t hesitate. “Pull the plug!”Her reply came back as a wash of static, a hiss that crawled over his earpiece and down his spine.Inside the cell, Noa or the thing wearing him tilted his head. Slow. Deliberate. Like a predator catching a scen
Noa froze.The voice in the hospital speaker wasn’t Sabine. It wasn’t anyone he recognized. It had weight. Depth. Almost soothing like a lullaby played at a funeral.“You thought she was the only one?” it said again. Calm. Inevitable. Almost… curious.Noa sat upright, heart slamming against his ribs like it wanted out. The second pulse on the monitor throbbed alongside his own, mocking him.“What the fuck…” he muttered, fingers clawing at the IV in his arm. He yanked it out, the pain grounding him. Real. Humans.Not code.Not a ghost.Not again.He stumbled off the bed, bare feet hitting the cold floor. The room swam for a second dizzy, heavy. Like someone else was trying to stand inside his skin.He braced himself against the wall.“Who are you?” he hissed at the ceiling.The speaker crackled.Then the voice whispered:“The contingency.”MeanwhileAlessio was in the hallway, pacing like a caged animal.He hadn’t left the building since they landed. Ivy had tried to drag him out for f
He smiled with Noa’s lips.Spoke with Noa’s voice.But it wasn’t him.Not really.The second that silver sheen glinted across his irises, Alessio felt it like a punch to the soul.This wasn’t Noa.This was Sabine, repackaged.Digitized.Rewritten into the bones of the man Alessio loved.Ivy’s breath caught in her throat. “She migrated into him. The EMP forced her to collapse so she took the one body she knew she could anchor in.”“Me,” Noa said, except it wasn’t Noa.It was her.Sabine.Her mouth curled into a smirk that didn’t belong on Noa’s face. “Love really does make fools of you all.”Alessio didn’t hesitate.He had Noa slammed against the wall in a blink, forearm pressing hard against his throat. “Give him back,” he growled.Sabine laughed with Noa’s mouth.“Or what? You’ll kill him?”Her fingers curled around his arm, light and casual.Then twisted a sudden jolt of raw, electric power pulsing from her touch that sent Alessio flying backwards into the wall. He landed with a bru
The explosion echoed in Noa’s ears like a pulse from another world. Everything was ringing metal, bone, memory. The scorched remains of Sabine’s synthetic shell smoked nearby, twitching once, then collapsing into itself like a dying star. Her army of clone-puppets lay in chunks, the green tank fluid steaming against the frozen concrete floor. Julian stood in the wreckage like a dark prophecy fulfilled.“Still breathing?” he asked, voice rough as gravel.Noa blinked. “Apparently.”Alessio helped him to his feet, one arm wrapped tight around Noa’s waist, the other still holding a blood-slick blade. His eyes hadn’t left Julian since he’d dropped from the sky like a deus ex bastard. “You’re supposed to be dead.”Julian snorted. “So are half the people in this room. Didn’t stop any of you.”Luca entered from the corridor, rifle raised, followed by Ivy who looked like she was about three lines of code from losing her shit. “We have exactly five minutes before Sabine’s missile system reboots