Rebirth From The Ashes Novels & Stories

"At that time, the god who heard my regrets took pity on me, and I came back to life to live in peace. That's why I took revenge on you. I want to know why I had to in the first place." "Are you crazy?!" Debbie snapped. "You came back to life?! What kind of delusion is that?!" "It's real, that's why I'm here talking to you like this. I'm not your brother so I tried to stay out of your way but you just had to fuck with me, didn't you?" I asked, my voice cold and accusatory. "Why the hell do you keep talking about things that never happened?" Debbie asked, her voice shaky. "It's driving me—"

The sound sent chills down everyone's spine. "Sold myself? What a joke. You think it was selling out, but I call it rebirth. It was the vampire progenitor who let me walk again and run free. It was them who returned the power that belonged to me. Not just my old power, but I gained something far greater. So from this moment on, I am no longer human. I… I am a noble vampire!"

Xavier raises an eyebrow before responding, “did your brother not saying anything to you about coming here?” I begin to think back to the moments leading up to waking up in the opulent bedroom. That’s when it hits me. I begin to get flashbacks of the attack. Suddenly I find breathing to be difficult. My head begins to spin. I feel so dirty. I want to rid myself of the clothes on my body and burn them. I want to shower until the water runs cold, in hopes that the water can cleanse my skin. I begin to see stars, and collapse onto the ground in hysterics.

Evryn whispered. A soft voice echoed from the shadows. “You left so many pieces behind.” A figure emerged, cloaked in shadows, wearing Evryn’s face—but hollowed, haunted. Her movements were graceful, precise, but twisted with a sorrow she had never known. Evryn stared. “You’re one of the echoes.” The figure smiled faintly. “I’m what you would’ve been… had you not chosen hope over revenge. I am Ashryn. Born from ash, forged in grief.”

My gaze landed on the couch and I saw Isolde lying there unconscious but alive. What is going on? Didn't she die seven years ago? Didn't I just die? My hands began to shake as I grabbed a shattered phone beside me and through the screen I saw the year as 2025 This was seven years ago, the night it all began. I had been reborn! I tried to stand but my leg was crushed under a heavy boulder and I couldn't move. A loud crash echoed as the door was kicked open and Cassian rushed in looking younger.

Rebirth was never designed to create immortality. It was designed to prepare humanity for Ascension. The screen changed. Thousands of human profiles appeared. Each one had a name. Each one had a consciousness signature. Ethan saw his own name. Jason's. Rose's. Elena's. Richard's. Then another name appeared. SUBJECT ZERO — ORIGINAL CONSCIOUSNESS. Ethan stared at it. The video continued. Only one consciousness is capable of activating Ascension. The one that has experienced death, rebirth, and memory restoration.

The world smelled of smoke and death. I pushed myself up, my hands sinking into the crumbling earth, fingers brushing embers that still glowed faintly. My chest heaved as I sucked in air, each breath tasting of ash and fire. Fuck, everything hurt, my bones, my muscles, even my soul if there is such a thing. This was the price of rebirth. A laugh escaped me, sharp and bitter. How many times have I done this now? Ten? Twenty? More? It didn’t matter. The pain never changed, and neither did the emptiness that followed.

You can't listen to my brother all the time, let's go show the world that Rose Hawthorne has been reborn. I hesitated. I hadn't been in a club before, I was always a house girly but fuck it, I won't be a ghost from my past life. Then I remembered the therapist words. "Be whatever you weren't in your past, that's the only way true change can start." "Fine," I said, a surge of rebellion hitting me. "But if Derek finds out, I am telling him you kidnapped me."

REBORNED Episode seven Then…I saw her. I sobbed. I haven’t cried in a long time And I did. “Nona!” I ran to where her body laid and tried to wake her up by shaking her body vigorously. I saw that two of her legs were scalded by the fire and she could not move. She could not breathe and she kept groaning in pain. Good God, she is alive! I sighed shakily in relief and wasted no time in attempting to carry her up.

My breath hitched. That voice. Alexander. The camera shifted, revealing him seated in a dimly lit room, his face shadowed, but unmistakable. “You’ll have questions. You deserve them. But first you have to survive long enough to hear the answers. Rebirth was never just a project. It was a contingency. A way to cheat death. And we weren’t supposed to be part of it.” Static again. Kara lowered her voice. “That’s all we could recover. The rest was corrupted.”