Blindsight Novels & Stories

Rebecca held out the glass of water, but there was no response from the woman in front of her. "This is the glass, the right side of that arm of yours!" Rebecca said telling the position of the glass, "What's wrong with your eyesight, did they ruin it just like yours?" "Sicily, my name is Sicily. I've been blind since I was 10 years old. Back then my mum omega 2 fought to defend me from Luna's attack. I gave up for the safety of my mum and dad," Sicily explained unprompted. "Hem, then what happened after that?" asked Rebecca.

Nesryn said thoughtfully. “And it should be the last,” I said. Just like mind-link allowed me to communicate with every single soul in my pack. The omniscient sight helped me monitor every individual in the pack unnoticed. Blind-spots appeared when someone concealed their presence from my sight. Not many knew of my omniscient sight, and those who did could do nothing to evade it. So, it was important for me to catch that mouse before it caused trouble for me and my family. “Is the blind-spot still there?” Nesryn asked.

My quota of ten deaths per city was almost full. Being blind was hard - no one wished that for themselves, but I found it easier since I was an Alpha. My senses were ten times better than humans and so, I was a perfect blind man who could do almost everything. But I needed my eyes for one thing… "Hey, handsome." A lady snapped me out of my thoughts. I was sitting at my favorite spot in the club where I could feel the movement of the crowd better and the scent of different perfumes mingling with the smoke from the dancefloor.

Normally this would be fine as I am used to his blindness, but this felt…different. Panic gripping me, my instincts flaring in response to this unexpected disadvantage. This odd blindness renders me vulnerable and I fall to my knees, growling in pain as I feel a cold tendril wrap around my heart. I rely on my other senses, honing in on the sounds and scents that surround me. But darkness continued to shroud my sight, and exhaustion threatens to overtake me. And then, just as my strength waned, the world turned to black. Consciousness slipped away, engulfed in an abyss of nothingness. The battle that had raged within me faded into silence…

Gwan who are both shocked. "What?" Jung-Ho raises his voice, making Mrs. Gwan hold his hand. "Yes Mr. Gwan, At first we thought it was because she was unconscious for a month but unfortunately nothing worked on her. It will take time to get her vision back." He looks at them and continues. "But, we are not sure there are only 2% chances." He continues and pauses while glancing at Mrs. Gwan and Jung-Ho. "What do you mean?" Jung-Ho asks. "We are sorry Mr. Gwan but we can only hope right now." Dr. Pung apologises again. "What? No, There has to be a solution!" Jung-Ho exclaims while clenching her teeth. "There is nothing else we can do." Jung-Ho's eyes welled up with tears and guilt visible on h

Sally couldn’t help but think about how pitiful Fia was when she screamed wildly after she woke up. “You’re a specialist in this area, Brad. Can’t you think of something?” Brad Thomas sighed. “I can give her some medicine to help. She has to be careful with what she eats too. Perhaps that can help as well. However, I must be honest with both of you. I’m not sure if the hemorrhage is causing the blindness. It might be possible that when she fell from the car, part of her nerves were injured as well. It might also be related to her experience.”

She could even hear Shane's shocked reply when he heard about the emergence of her Shadow Sight. "Who else has Aspects?" she asked when he hung up the phone. "Banshee and Shane, right? What can they do?" "Banshee has Mind Fog, which is the ability to make people pay no attention to her. It's not like invisibility, because video cameras and so forth still can see her, but normal people in line of sight just decide she isn't worth paying attention to. It's convenient and really spooky, but it drains her a lot. Your Aspects seem to be much more natural for you."

"When you're twenty-two years old? Pretty good, eh?" "Yeah. Exactly like you." He mimics him, then turns to Vice Chief. "I want answers." "It's not a big deal. Sam's psychiatrist confirmed that she has PTSD." Chief replies instead of his brother. "What?" Lynn yells. "Listen to Malum, boy." The cold brother coldly exhales. "It's not a big deal. Just a disease." "You're lying." He looks at him with disbelief. Vice Chief shakes his head. "No, I'm not. Why do you think she didn't recognize you? Why did she have those flashbacks? Because you showed up, Lynn."

He could only see a blurred figure in front of him. With his unrestrained perception, his eyesight has been giving him trouble with the information overload. Because of this, his brain has temporarily blurred his vision this entire time. He couldn't see the people who interpreted the battle, only the dark shadows that were too close to him. Creed has been fighting while completely dependent on his other senses. However, just from the brief exchange, he subconsciously understood that this wasn't enough against the one who stood in front.