Amnesia: Rebirth Monsters Novels & Stories

The doctor explained to them. “So what are you trying to say Doc?” Lilith asked as tears rolled down her eyes. “I'm sorry but Miss Aurora is suffering from Amnesia and you are the only ones that can truly help because she is currently stuck in her past” the doctor finished. They all could not believe their ears and stood there looking at themselves until they heard a scream from Aurora’s room, they rushed inside and saw her staring at the mirror with a calendar in her hands. “Why is today__? Why today__?” Aurora looked up at the unrecognizable faces in front of her and she went berserk as she could not stop screaming out of frustration

He whispered. Dr. Laurent smiled. Finally. Someone intelligent enough to understand. “We were preserving consciousness.” He answered softly. Everything paused. Victor looked sick again. Amara felt cold all over. No. No no no. Then memories hit her harder than before. Children crying inside white rooms. Doctors injecting strange chemicals. Machines connected to their heads. And one sentence repeating over and over: “Subject A carries the stable memory core.” Amara stumbled backward instantly. Adrian caught her immediately. “Hey.” He said softly.

I didn't know how long had passed, but my chest tightened so relentlessly that it felt suffocating. Was I really going to die here? … Just as despair crushed me, the cabinet door flew open. Maya yanked me out roughly. She snapped my joints back into place with a few brutal movements, then slammed me down in front of the central console. Fear covered her face. Even her voice was shaking. "Why did the virus attack so fast after we removed the protection system? This time, it directly altered the data and issued a heating command! There's only a ten-minute window!"

I couldn't break free from the harsh clutches of the raging water so I gave into it as the icy coldness of it numbed all of the pain I felt away, and I welcomed the cold hug of death with open arms. If I was reborn. I'll make sure they all burned for what they'd done to me. They'll all pay.

Will I get back my werewolf abilities? I could feel my voice cracking from excitement. " Precisely. But you will be like a baby who learns to walk for the first time or rather like a patient who re-learns to walk after surgery. You need practice to harness your long forgotten abilities which were lying dormant in your subconscious mind. " I had no clue what he ment by it but I would feel my chest bloating up with hormones that were happy. I wasn't sure how that was happening. I was still a soul, wasn't I? I had no body.

"Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too." Her pupils shrank. The color in her face faded completely. "You... You were reborn too?" I did not answer. I just looked at her. Maggie rested a hand on my shoulder. Her voice was gentle, but the weight behind it was unmistakable. "Gage, the police are already downstairs. What do you want to do to her?" I looked at Senna's face, the same face I had once been obsessed with. Now, all I felt was revulsion. "Whatever she did to me and my father in the last life, I want it paid back a hundred times over."

"I came back to visit my hometown, but I was ambushed along the way. On top of that, you had always said in your past life that after we got married, we would spend our honeymoon in Costa Solara. That's why I came back." Hearing this, I realized he had been reborn as well. Lucio studied my expression carefully before saying, "Have you been reborn as well? Otherwise, how could you have written Bella's name on the invitation back then?" I didn't answer him directly. Instead, I said coldly, "There is no need to dwell on the past. What's over is over. Take care of your health." As I turned to leave, Lucio called out after me, "What do you mean, 'no need to dwell on it'? After all this time, do y

"You hit the back of your head directly on the edge of the bed and passed out at once." Kisa made things up. "Then, how come the back of my head doesn't hurt?" Gilbert was even more unconvinced. "Kelvin. Kelvin came to see you last night. He probably applied some magic medication on you, so you don't feel any pain," Kisa said, with a fortuitous look on her face. "You should be more careful next time. Look at you. You're suffering from amnesia now. Fortunately, you didn't become stupid."

Her hands were shaking, and she pressed them flat against her thighs and stared at the floor and tried to remember how to think. "What is today's date?" she asked. He looked at her. A pause. "June fifth." "The year." Another pause, this one longer. "2024." The words landed like stones dropped into still water, the ripples spreading out and out until they reached every edge of her. She pressed her eyes shut. The prison floor. The moon. The last tear she had ever cried. She had come back. She was really, truly back. And this time, she was going to make every single one of them pay.

I'd attacked both her vanity and her mind, and if she keeps using that cream, she'd be dead within a year or less, but not before going completely insane, which I intend to make happen. Next up, Antonio and Teresa. Taking care of those two will be easy; in fact, the hardest one of all is Luna, and that's only because of the shit she was involved in. If it were just her, it wouldn't be so hard; speaking of which, I need to contact Memnon, see if he'd made any progress in his search.