ログイン共有
Chapter 7: Broken Memories
公開日:
2026-03-24 05:03:38Light exploded.
Then the world went dark again.
Not the peaceful dark of night.
Not the protective dark of the cave.A crawling, suffocating darkness — thick as wet cloth against her skin — dragged Kiera down into its depths.
Her ears rang.
Her pulse hammered. Her mind spun out of control.She tried to reach for something — anything — but there was no ground beneath her, no air in her lungs, no sense of up or down.
Just falling.
Endless falling.Then—
A scream.
Her own.
Except she couldn’t scream.
Except she was screaming, the sound raw and tearing as it ripped out of her chest, echoing into the void. It didn’t make sense. She hadn’t made a sound in years. Her vocal cords were dead, scorched by whatever the lab had done to her.
But here, in this nightmare-space, she was shrieking until her throat bled.
“Bring her back.”
“Increase the voltage.”“Watch the brainwave spikes……. fascinating.”The voices surged around her, overlapping and mutating into distorted echoes.
Hands clamped down on her arms. Cold metal locked around her wrists. A blindfold tightened over her eyes. Her heartbeat sped into a frantic rattle.
“No,” she breathed — not aloud, not mentally, not in any way she understood. The word simply existed in front of her.
But the nightmare didn’t care.
The darkness warped — and formed the shape of a door.
The door she feared most.
White light leaked from the cracks like acid.
“Please not that room. PLEASE.”
Her legs sprinted backward on instinct.
But the darkness behind her solidified, forming walls.
A corridor. A cage.The door swung open.
A blinding white room yawned before her — empty except for a single metal chair bolted to the floor.
The chair.
Her chair.Straps dangled from the armrests like dissected snakes. The cold metal gleamed as if waiting. Expecting.
Her breath stopped.
The walls pulsed like a heartbeat — too loud, too close. Her own pulse? The memory of their machines? She couldn’t tell.
“Kiera.”
Her eyes snapped up.
A figure stood in the doorway.
Not Hale.
Not a Hunter.
Ronan.
Except… wrong.
His eyes weren’t gold — they glowed a dead, burned-out black. His shape flickered, glitching like a corrupted projection. His voice came through distorted, warped by static.
“Kiera… come back.”
She staggered away, hands shaking. That wasn’t Ronan.
Couldn’t be.Nightmares didn’t give comfort.
They only took.Behind her, the walls of the white room rose higher, stretching into infinity. The chair dragged itself across the floor toward her, metal screeching.
Her chest convulsed.
She didn’t want to sit.
She didn’t want to go back. She didn’t want to remember.But the nightmare dragged her anyway.
Shadows clamped her wrists and ankles. Cold straps slithered around her skin. She felt the pressure, the tightening, the old bruises roaring back to life.
“No—! No, please—” Her voice cracked on the last word, raw and terrified.
The lights in the room blazed brighter. Pain flared across her skull as phantom wires tightened.
Then—
A roar.
Not in the room.
Not part of the nightmare.A real roar — deep, furious, familiar — ripped through the darkness like claws tearing through fabric.
Ronan.
His voice carved its way through her spiralling terror:
“Kiera. Come back. I’m here.”
His real voice this time.
Warm.
Alive. Desperate.The nightmare-Ronan dissolved into smoke.
The walls trembled.
The straps loosened. The white room flickered.Her heart lurched toward the sound of him — the real him — even as terror clawed at her throat.
But the nightmare wasn’t finished.
Dr. Hale’s voice poured over her like ice water.
“You can run from me in the waking world, Subject 3. But in here… you still belong to us.”
Hands she couldn’t see seized her shoulders. She screamed silently as the chair’s metal restraints snapped closed with a deafening CLANG.
The world around her cracked.
White.
Black.
White.
A pulse of psychic energy exploded outward — too strong, too vicious, too tangled in memory and panic.
And then—
Ronan’s voice, ragged with fear:
“Kiera—STOP—"
Everything shattered.
She gasped awake.
Her back slammed against something solid.
The cave roof blurred above her — but the world pitched and swayed sideways. Her vision doubled.
The bear loomed beside her, panting, blood on its fur.
Ronan hovered over her, half‑shifted, trembling with adrenaline.
“Kiera,” he said aloud — the first time she’d heard his real voice, not the one in her mind.
Rough.
Low. Terrified.“You’re bleeding,” he whispered.
She blinked, dazed.
Her hands came up slowly.
Her palms glistened red.
Not from wounds.
From where her nails had dug so deeply into them that she’d torn her own skin open.
But something else was wrong —
Very wrong.
Because as Ronan stared at her, golden eyes wide with shock…
Her throat burned.
Her lips parted.
And a tiny, broken sound escaped her —
not in her mind,
not a scream, just—A gasp.
Ronan froze.
The bear stopped breathing.
Kiera’s heart plummeted.
She had made a sound.
For the first time in years.
And the Hunters weren’t the only ones who heard it.
From the forest outside the cave came a dozen answering shouts—
Human shouts.
Close.
Too close.
Hale’s voice cut through them all:
“There she is. Move in.”
最新チャプター
The Bear's Revenge Chapter 120: Maelor
The island was quiet in a way Kiera had never heard before. Not the uneasy quiet that came before Hunters. Not the hollow quiet that followed explosions or psychic storms. This was… listening quiet. The fissure had sealed itself at dawn. Stone knit to stone with a sound like bone settling back into place. The scars across the forest floor remained—fractured trees, scorched earth, places where reality had bent—but the heartbeat beneath the island was steady again. Waiting. Kiera stood at the edge of the cliff where it all began, Ronan beside her. His hand hovered near hers, not touching. Never claiming. Always offering. Below them, the sea was calm. Too calm. Behind them, the bears remained where they had fallen to one knee, heads bowed—not to her power, not to her fear, but to something older that now stood among them. Maelor.
The Bear's Revenge Chapter 119: The One Who Walks The Shore
The island did not sleep. It rested. Kiera felt that difference like a change in pressure behind her eyes as dawn thinned the sky from black to bruised gray. The forest breathed again—slow, deliberate. No tremors. No echoes. Just the steady pulse of something ancient refusing to collapse. She stood at the edge of the shoreline, barefoot in cold sand, the hem of Ronan’s borrowed jacket brushing her calves. The sea was unnaturally still, slate‑colored and glassy, as if it too were waiting. Ronan stood a few steps behind her. He didn’t crowd her—not anymore. He had learned the shape of her space the way one learns the edge of a cliff: by respecting it. “You didn’t sleep,” he said quietly. Kiera shook her head. “Didn’t need to.” That wasn’t entirely true. She felt hollowed, yes—but not exhausted. Not the way trauma usually left her. Whatever she had burned
The Bear's Revenge Chapter 118: The Space Between Breaths
The first thing Kiera noticed was the silence. Not the consuming quiet of the lab. Not the suffocating stillness of containment. This silence breathed. The fissure no longer screamed. The ground had sealed itself with rough, imperfect lines—as if the island, having torn itself open, now refused to pretend it was whole again. Stone jutted like scar tissue. The standing stones had gone dark, their glow extinguished, their work finished for now. The entity remained. It stood where the earth had birthed it, massive and unmoving, its inner pulse dimmer than before. The rhythm that had once felt relentless now stuttered—uncertain, disrupted. Alive. But not advancing. Kiera was acutely aware of the space between it and her. Three steps. Ronan filled two of them without realizing it. He sto
The Bear's Revenge Chapter 117: The Island's Enemy
The first sound was not a roar.It was… recognition.A low resonance rolled through the ground beneath their feet—too measured, too deliberate to be natural. It wasn’t rage or hunger. It was attention. The kind that settles when something ancient wakes and realizes it is no longer alone.Kiera felt it instantly.Her hand went to her chest again as the hollow inside her tightened, not with pain—but with alignment. The lock she carried, emptied yet scarred, responded to the presence rising below the island.Her breath came shallow. “It knows me.”Ronan angled his body in front of her without thinking—half shield, half anchor. “What does ‘it’ want?”She swallowed. The island answered first.The trees bowed—not breaking, but leaning inward, roots shifting subtly as if bracing. Wind spiralled into the clearing, then flattened, held in check by something far stronger than weather. The standing stones hummed, their old markin
The Bear's Revenge Chapter 116: The Price of Awakening
The island did not settle. It endured. Kiera felt it beneath her feet—the slow, grinding resistance of something ancient holding itself together through sheer will. The fissure had sealed, but not healed. Roots still pressed against the surface like knuckles under skin, and the stones that had risen now stood crooked, leaning inward as if listening. Breathing. Waiting. She pulled her hand away from her chest with effort. The place where the lock lived still ached—not pain exactly, but pressure, like something pressing against the inside of her ribs, knocking once… twice… testing. Ronan noticed immediately. His arms tightened around her, not in possession, not in fear—just presence. Anchorage. His voice didn’t invade her mind this time. He spoke aloud, low, grounded, meant to exist in the world. “You’re fading.” S
The Bear's Revenge Chapter 114: The Final Choice
The nightmare did not die quietly. It recoiled—yes—but it did not vanish. As the last broken chain dissolved into ash‑light at Kiera’s feet, the corridor shuddered and folded in on itself, walls bending like soft bone. The white floor split with a soundless scream, and darkness rushed upward, swallowing light in ragged gulps. Ronan felt it first. The bond stretched—thin, bright, dangerous. A tearing sensation yanked through his chest, not pain exactly, but pressure, like something trying to pull a thread out from the center of him. His vision wavered. The anchor he’d become inside this place—inside her—started to give. “Kiera,” he said, voice steady only because he forced it to be. “It’s collapsing.” She knew. She could feel it too—the way the nightmare had changed its tactic. No more chains. No more commands. Now it offered a choice.
The Bear's Revenge Chapter 21: The Healer
Ronan hit the cavern floor on his back, Kiera clutched to his chest as the island swallowed them whole.The fall wasn’t long. The landing wasn’t gentle.Stone cracked beneath them, dust exploding in a thick choking cloud. Ronan rolled instinctively, taking the impact across his shoulders as he loc
The Bear's Revenge Chapter 16: Kiera's Fight
The creature lunged.Kiera had barely enough time to brace before it hurled itself forward, limbs scraping against metal, eyes burning like ghost‑white coals. Its movement was wrong — jerky, erratic, too fast where it should be slow, and too slow where it should be fast. Its body twitched as though
The Bear's Revenge Chapter 24: Mental Echo
Darkness rushed in first.Not the comforting kind—thick forest night, moon‑lit shadows, breath of pine—but the kind that swallowed sound and space and the edges of memory. The kind that felt constructed, humming with a wrongness she remembered too well.Kiera drifted in it, weightless.Or buried.S
The Bear's Revenge Chapter 23: The Lab
The cavern ceiling split with a crack like thunder.Stone rained down. Dust burst into the air in choking, blinding sheets. Ronan grabbed Kiera and pulled her beneath an outcrop of rock as boulders slammed onto the floor where she’d been sitting seconds before.The ground heaved again—one violent s
あなたも気に入るかもしれません
Rebellious Vampire
Eazy Hard24.7K ビューAzian (Prince of Dragons)
Mckayla Chinyama Queen48.9K ビューA Chance Encounter
Nathan Frost25.5K ビューLuveldom Academy
Melhanyi M34.5K ビューThe 200-Year Bride Swap
Dakota Quinn5.8K ビューIris at the vampire academy
Anna578 ビューLiving The Life in an AI Slop Story
Shasha Otaku497 ビューThe Billionaire who bought my curse
Xoxo133 ビュー
