Bleach Fanfiction Watching The Future の小説・ストーリー

" She left. The door clicked shut. Silence settled over the room. I touched my wrist lightly. Then I wrapped my arms around myself and drifted back to sleep. *** Third-Person POV Riverside Diner. Two women with identical faces sat across from each other. The air felt heavy. "You're saying you're me from ten years in the future. What happened to Wystan and me?" Future Leah met her gaze. "He died. Yesterday." Young Leah's fingers clenched instantly. Her nails dug into her palms until blood welled up.

"It means while they searched your mind you saw glimpses of the future." The room froze. Future. My heart pounded. Stefan. The attacks. Kaels death. Chloes betrayal. No. No. No. I swallowed hard. "Future?" "Possibilities " She corrected. "Nothing is written in stone." What I saw may come to pass it may not. I knew. The things I saw were real. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. Someday. I was not ready. Not yet.

Alone in the darkness, he grappled with the bittersweet torment of sacrifice, his soul haunted by the specter of what might have been. Alone in the dark corner of the room, Liam's gaze fixed on the ominous purple hue spreading from the scratch on his arm. He took out a bottle of water, and it wasn't sealed. It's because the water inside is from the well inside his space dimension. He drank it and poured some into his wound. He couldn't help but frown and wince as he felt a little pain from it.

“You’re quiet.” She shrugged. “I’m just… thinking.” “About?” She gave a sheepish grin. “Whether I should go punch Alpha Jaxon for hurting you. Even if it wasn’t on purpose.” She teased. I laughed softly despite myself. But as she smiled back, I felt strange instead. “You ever feel like you’re being watched?” I asked. Brielle blinked. “You mean right now?” “No. Just in general. Like… someone’s keeping tabs.” Brielle looked at her hands. “You’re the future Luna of Morrien. Someone’s always watching.”

Lyra finally slowed her frantic signing and pulled out her slate, her hand shaking as she wrote. Tell me what you saw. I stared at the words and said nothing. Because how could I explain that the future was bleeding into me and I wasn’t sure anymore whether I was meant to save it…

I screamed in the memory. And fire burst from me. “Zuri?” Vera asked. “Are you okay?” “I… I don’t remember that.” “You will,” the voice said. “That’s your future.” Daisy stepped in front of me. “No. That’s a lie.” The voice replied. **"The future is never a lie. Only a question."** **Lycan’s POV** The whole room shook. Then the lights dimmed. And a door opened. We stepped through again.

“Wouldn’t it have been better if you had been this sensible earlier? Looks like throwing you in the ice pond once has taught you to be nice. You’re nothing but a servant, and you really believe you belong by his side as the future Luna?” “In half a month, we’ll have everything arranged,” Alpha’s voice was laced with contempt. “By then, you’ll disappear from Bleiz’s life.” Walking out of the chamber, I stood at the entrance, my fingertips trembling. Across the way in the crystal chamber, Bleiz was playing with his daughter, Mona leaning on his shoulder, smiling gently. A family of three, a picture of happiness. I stood there, my heart feeling like it had been ripped out. “Nancy is back!” Mona

The train yard spun into chaos. Ava’s breath came fast and shallow as Rick’s voice cut through the night. “Ava. Step away from her.” His face was pale, his jaw tight, but his eyes flicked nervously toward the hooded figure at her side. Older Ava—her, but not her—hissed again. “Don’t trust him.” Ava’s knees felt weak. Her mind reeled with the impossible weight of the moment: her future self telling her to run, Rick blocking the exit, the letters, the warnings, the lies.

And I know. I will never break what they have. Not in a million years. As we move to the trampolines, I glance at Shane, but he’s not looking at me. He’s looking at Madison. Watching. Staring. And I know. I will never have my husband back. Because he’s still stuck in the past. And I? I’m finally seeing the future.

I said simply and her jaw literally fell open, "Come on, chop-chop, I got a shitload of things to do and you have an essay to finish," Blondie stood still with her jaw on the ground. Her eyes widened and she blinked a few times before saying, "What has gotten into you? Did you drink polluted salt water or something?" "The future, Blondie," I said as I linked my arms around her, "Carpe that fucking future," * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *