Timing The Rebel
I clutch my head as pain tears through my mind — images flashing: labs, fire, Axel’s face, the pods opening.
Axel grabs me, shouting my name, but his voice drowns in the static.
The world tilts — and then, darkness swallows me whole.
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Axel’s POV
She drops before I can catch her.
One moment she’s trembling in my arms, the next her body goes still, her pulse fluttering.
“Liana!” I shake her, but her eyes are distant, her pupils glowing faintly silver.
On the console nearby, a flicker of movement draws my gaze. The broken monitors spark to life, showing her — the reflection. Cold. Smiling.
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