Hello! Welcome to another chapter! Just so you know… whenever I type in bold, I'm referring to the location and age of a character during a flashback or a scene that I think it's important to point out his or her age and location. Or, I could just be talking about something important. :D Whenever I type in italic, I'm speaking of a flashback.

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Without further adieu, here's chapter three!

Ashur Aika

Age 12

Liden, Russia

"Where am I?" I said aloud. I feel weak, like an animal that's been in a cage for too long. Iron bars surround me, and powerful blue lights shine across my body from all angles. Syringes, pliers, and sedatives are neatly placed in respective biohazard bags. This place is straight out of a medical nightmare.

"Welcome to Russia's (1) Liden medical facility. My name is Dr. Lychitx," a strange, stalky man proclaims as he enters the room.

This has gone too far. Time to get out of here… wait… I still can't use my powers… I just have to hope for the best.

"Please refrain from using your powers. We have used a sedative to restrict your powers, activated by these lights surrounding you," he blankly stated.

Idiot. That's not why I have my powers. My parents gave me vaccines of sorts to allow me the advantage in these sorts of situations.

"Let me out. Now," I say. I'm only twelve. I want to have a normal childhood… or at least as normal as it can be at this point.

"I don't think so, Ms. Ashur. We need to perform some experiments on you to discover your… origin."

Yeah right. That's complete and utter crap. They want to discover the newest weaponry I might hold the secrets to.

I turn my back to him, promptly after sticking my tongue out at him. Wrong choice. He uses a taser to shock me at two pressure points where my wings are in my air form. I yell in agony.

This is the place I stayed in for three years.

Okay, let me back up my flashback. Have you ever wondered why WW3 hasn't occurred yet (at least from what you remember...)? Perhaps because the governments of different countries actually know what they're doing this time? Wrong.

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Oh, wait a minute! That was me.

One of my stronger powers is that I can turn back time. I can't go forwards, only back. While this power is amazing, it comes with a detrimental price… I lose my powers for however far back I go. For example, if I went back in time for one day, I will lose my powers for one day. Here's another flashback.

Ashur Aika

Age 15

Streets of Texas

War floods my vision all around. People are starving on the streets and rotting with disease, while soldiers fight in all places that provide any sorts of defensive or offensive advantages. Atomic warfare riddles the world, with Paris, Las Vegas, New York, and many other landmarks riddled into ash and dust, there people and culture dying with them.

I begin to cry. I'm so selfish for not helping these people…

"Little dearie, please don't cry," an elderly woman attempted to coax me. She was riddled with disease like the other thousands of people on the streets, with tattered clothes, and her home a product of atomic warfare: nothing. I began to approach her, only for her to call out to me again.

"Please don't come any closer, dearie. You will catch my disease, and we all know that you don't want that," she smiled weakly and coughed. She looked at me with well masked fear in her eyes. "The war will be over soon, my dearie… remain faithful in what is true, and let it guide you in your search for life…" she said. And with that, she passed away. No one even batted an eyelash at this because it became so common…

I cried. There was nothing else I could do… or so I thought at first. I have to…

I stood in an alley way that was clear of injured and sick people. Time travel was excruciatingly painful and it drains my body of any and all power. My body emitted light blue light as I screamed in agony.

Suddenly, I'm in a cottage somewhere in Russia as a twelve year old. Even though I won't be able to use my powers for three years, I don't regret stopping that awful war. Now I need to figure out how exactly a twelve year old is going to stop WW3 from occurring... again.

Ootori Kyoya

Age 16

Ootori Mansion

I just got home from the hospital. That girl is a train wreck. She's not very bright, telling us of her powers without knowing who she is. Tamaki will scream her secret in an instant to anyone and everyone, however, I will ensure that I take advantage of the situation.

"Hello, General Xin. This is Ootori Kyoya. I have a report of supernatural activity in Japan, along with photographic evidence. Yes, very well, thank you."

The only difficult part is getting Haruhi to understand why her new "foster sister" is being evicted out of Japan. This is a trivial game for an Ootori. She'll be behind bars within a matter of hours.

Cliff hanger, I know! Sorry! I finally wanted revenge for all of the other authors that give me cliff hangers, lol. The reason why this chapter is so short is because I'll be posting a new chapter almost every day for the next five days (3/28/19-4/1/19). That means that if you're reading this the day this chapter was posted, you only have to wait one day for a new chapter! Hurray!

(1) - I'm not throwing shade at Russia, I just needed to use a country that predominantly spoke a language that Aika also speaks... Russian.

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