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Katya Has Nightmare, Attacks Anya

Penulis: Mirae Melaina
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-01-05 03:15:24

The screaming woke Anya at 2 AM.

She was moving before consciousness fully returned, years of training kicking in. Out of bed. Down the hall. Toward Katya's room where the screaming continued. Raw. Terrified. The sound of someone trapped in nightmare.

"Katya!" Anya burst through the door. "Katya, wake up! You're..."

Her sister moved like lightning. Off the bed. Hands finding Anya's throat. Squeezing. The grip professional. Precise. The hold of someone trained to kill.

Anya couldn't breathe. Couldn't speak. She grabbed Katya's wrists, tried to break the grip, but her sister was stronger than she looked. Stronger than she should be.

The hybrid program. They'd trained her. Even without memories, the muscle memory remained.

Black spots danced in Anya's vision. She had seconds. Maybe less.

Training overrode panic. She brought her knee up, hard, precise, into Katya's stomach. Her sister gasped, grip loosening. Anya twisted, broke free, put distance between them.

"Katya! It's me! It's Anya!
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