Chapter 19: Back to the Past
The next morning came too quickly for me as the light from the rising sun lit up the cave, making me groan in annoyance. Despite the urge to lay back down, Lar'ja didn't give me any choice in the matter. He kept telling me of my promise that I would get some food and water in which I made sure to keep. But it didn't help that a seven-foot hunter was bugging me about it, which almost lead to a fight between me and him.
Lar'ja had gotten fresh clothes while I was waking up still and told me to put them on. That was a whole different matter since I didn't want to strip in front of him so I made it clear to Lar'ja that I needed some privacy. He didn't argue about that but I could have sworn that his face was glowing a brighter green that reminded me of a blush. I chucked and he became furious but it did get him to storm out of the cave. I chuckled harder after he left.
Once I was dressed in black leggings and a tank-top that opened from the back, I walked out of the cave for the first time and the sight before I was truly beautiful. The cave was settled in front of a plunge pool that was based at the bottom of a waterfall. It was surrounded by trees similar to our last location, making me believe that we haven't moved that far.
When I walked to the camp that was near the pool, Lar'ja was waiting for me and I smiled at him, giving a 'good morning' but he looked confused. I just gave a quick explanation until I looked to see everyone staring at me. They looked worried but also afraid and it didn't take a genius to see that they were wondering about me and if I would attack them for chaining me up. I didn't do much except sit down on a rock near the fire as Rory comes at me, wrapping his arms around my waist as I just got settled in.
"Anya! Thank goodness! I'm glad that you're with us."
The feeling of his small body brought a smile to my face and I wrapped my arms around him as well.
"It's good to be here as well. I'm sure all of you have questions to ask me."
I directed my words towards McKenna, Brackett, Nebraska, Coyle, Baxley, and Nettles. I could sense that they had many questions but Brackett cut everyone off before they could bombard me, which I appreciated her doing for me.
"Don't worry, Anya. Before we do, we made you some grilled deer meat and have fresh water for you to consume."
"Yeah. Get something in that stomach before we shove it down your mouth."
Coyle laughed when he said that, trying to make it sound like a joke but a threatening growl from Lar'ja stopped him. No one said anything until Brackett walks to me with the plate of food and canteen of water in her hands.
"Here. Take your time and enjoy and then we'll talk,"
I grabbed the food and water from her, giving her a small smile to show that I appreciated this.
"Thank you, Brackett, but before you go, I want to ask something of you."
She looked surprised but turned to me.
"Okay. Go ahead."
"I need you to take a blood sample from me."
"Excuse me?"
I saw everyone become frozen in an instant. They didn't know if I was serious or not. I definitely mean it. With all that has happened, I needed to know what I am and I knew Brackett was the only one who could find that out. But Lar'ja yelled out, breaking the silence around us.
"What are you saying?! I'm not going to let you be probed on like a subject."
"Lar'ja . . . I need to know what I am. After everything that has occurred within the last few weeks, I need answers. Please . . ."
I almost wanted to bend down on my knees at Lar'ja so that he would be convinced that I wanted this. I could see the uneasiness in his eyes, hesitant to allow this but I kept my determination and he could see it very clearly. After a few seconds, he sighs and steps back behind me. I placed my hand in his and gave him a reassuring squeeze. He reciprocated as well, purring only loud enough for me to hear.
I nodded at him and turned my sights on Brackett.
"Can you do it?"
She turned her head back and forth to see everyone's reactions to this until she cleared her throat.
"Okay. I have a needle here and equipment to analyze your blood. Just hold still."
I complied and watched as she grabbed a piece of fabric and wrapped it very tightly around my arm. She instructed me to pump my hand into a fist while she looked for a vein. When she did, she cleaned the area and prepped the needle.
"Alright. It will pinch but only for an instant. Are you ready?"
"I'm ready."
Brackett took her time and with great precision, she stuck the needle under my skin, making me hiss in pain for a bit. Lar'ja was on my side quickly, placing both of his hands on my shoulders and it was a great comfort to me. When she was in, Brackett pulled the plunger and neon green blood began to fill the barrel. Everyone was stunned upon seeing the color but Brackett kept focused on her work, making sure that she didn't make a mistake.
After some time, the barrel was full and she pulled out the needle, untying the fabric from my arm. She was about to place a cotton ball and bandage on the wound until I stopped her.
"You don't need to do that. It will heal fast."
And just like that, the small hole was gone, leaving no bruising or scars. Brackett was stunned but quickly gathered her composure, taking the blood sample as she walked off to her little area near her sleeping area.
"Alright. Now that is done, Lar'ja has something to share with everyone. It's very important that you listen."
I twisted my head so I could make eye contact with Lar'ja, who was looking unsure on how to proceed but I gave him a small smile as reassurance. He sighed heavily and aimed his attention to McKenna and everyone else.
"Alright. It's a long story so bear with me. Anya, make sure to eat your meal while I'm talking. Okay?"
I gave him a nod and got to work on eating the steak while listening to the same story that Lar'ja told me last night. He would stop once in a while to see if I was eating and I would answer him by putting another piece of steak in my mouth. When everything was said and done, including my meal, I saw everyone drop their mouth in complete shock.
"What the fuck? So an intergalactic war is coming and you didn't tell us this until now?"
I was expecting McKenna to say something like that but Coyle beat him to it. Baxley was trying to talk but his Tourettes kept him blurting out stuff that should never be repeated. Nettles was just asking the same question that didn't make sense. McKenna, Nebraska, and Brackett were the only ones who understood the situation while Rory didn't say anything.
"I didn't trust any of you until now. But I promised Anya that I would tell everything. The problem is that I need to fix my gauntlet so that we can find the location of the weapon. Otherwise, we don't have much else."
"But that still doesn't explain her."
All of us turned towards McKenna, watching me intently as I wondered about what he was implying.
"What do you mean?"
"How are you connected to all of this? You transformed into a Yautja and that ten-foot monster was interested in you. What do you know?"
To be honest, I didn't have an answer at all. I was in the same position as everyone else, even though I'm at the center of it all. How can I explain this to everyone?
"I don't know. It was the first time I've ever transformed like that. I wasn't even aware that it was possible. That's all I can say."
McKenna's expression changed from seriousness to confusion.
"You really don't know?"
"No."
"Then, what are you?"
"I can answer that."
Startled, I turned to see Brackett come back with a notebook in her hand, studying it as she walked towards me.
"She's a hybrid. A mix between human and predator . . . or Yautja in this case. It's strange to find something like this. The numbers I got from your blood, Anya, indicate that this isn't a normal phenomenon."
"Really?"
"Yeah but I'm surprised that you don't know this. You were in the labs right?"
"Yes."
"What happened there? Did you find out anything while you were there?"
Immediately, my chest began to tighten and some unknown pressure was building like an elephant was sitting on me. I noticed that my hands were beginning to shake while my vision began to blur. I wasn't sure if something was happening to me or I was stressed. Either way, it was painful every time that someone would ask me about my past.
"I think we should stop. She's shaking badly. Come, Anya. You need to rest."
Lar'ja was about to grab my arm but I pulled it away just as his fingers touched me.
"No! I can't run anymore."
He looked shocked at me but then he growled in frustration. I looked into his eyes and when he saw the determination in them, his body relaxed.
"What do you mean?"
"I can't hide from my past anymore. All of you deserve to know everything about me. It's time . . ."
All of us became silent. So much that a pin being dropped can be heard easily. I kept my head down for a moment to think about what I would say to them. You can do this Anya. You can do this . . .
I took several breaths until I lifted my head up to see everyone staring intently at me. Waiting for me to speak. They need to know. It's time . . .
"Listen carefully. What I'm about to tell you is all true. Every word of it. You may not believe all of it but it's my story."
As I took one more glance at everyone, including Lar'ja, to see if they were willing to listen, I began telling my story. A story about my past and how everything I knew came crashing down.
15 years ago . . .
All I could remember are the white walls and cold floor that made the place I lived in since I was born. It wasn't much but it was home nonetheless. I was laying on my dull bed until the doors to my room opened up. I raised my little head up to see two scientists walking in. One had a computer pad while the other had a black bag with him.
"Hello, sweetheart. My name is Dr. Brady but you can call me Ted. The man behind me is called Dr. Emerson but you can call him Harry. It's nice to meet you."
I didn't know these men and I was unsure as to what they want so I just stared at them. The one called Ted smiled awkwardly at me and waved but stopped when I didn't respond back.
"Okay. We're here to check on you and see if you're doing okay. Just a little exam and it won't hurt."
He reached out to me but I flinched back, curling next to the wall by my bed. I don't like these people. Who are they?
"Dr. Brady . . . I think we need to bring in someone who she'll trust. Maybe a female to help."
"You're right. Call for Dr. Jones. She should be in the facility."
I had no idea of what they were talking about and it made me even more scared. I stayed frozen in my spot until the doors opened again and that is when I saw an older woman come in. Her hair looked as black as the night with some strands of it colored in grey. Her dark, blue eyes glanced at me for a second but something told me that I knew her somehow.
"You called for me?"
Dr. Brady, also known as Ted, rushed to greet her, shaking hands as a form of greeting.
"Welcome, Dr. Jones. I'm glad to see you again."
"Ted . . . Haven't we been friends long enough that we should call each other by our first names."
He chuckled a little bit.
"Sorry about that, Mia. Force of habit . . ."
She turned to look at Dr. Emerson and shook his hand the same way as with Ted.
"Hi, Harry. Nice to see you too as well."
"And you too Mia."
I observed them as they were chatting a little to each other. They seemed happy to see each other so I could only assume that they were friends. It wasn't long before they turned to look at me and I swiftly turned my sight away from them.
"Sorry to call you like this but we need your help. I know that you are part of the team that is working on Project Ironclad and we are here to do a physical with the subject but she's not cooperating and we don't want to stress her too much. Can you help?"
"What can I do?"
"Just calm her down so we can do our job. Please . . ."
With my vision blocked, I didn't know what they were planning to do with me. My whole body started to shake in fear of the unknown. That is until a warm hand stroke my back and it felt reassuring and a female voice called out to me.
"Shhh . . . It's okay sweetheart. I won't let them hurt you. Don't be afraid."
At that moment, something told me that I could trust her. That there was a connection between us and then, my body stopped shaking. I relaxed my arms and uncurled my body so that I could look at her. Those bright, blue eyes were glowing with warmth but there was something familiar about them. I never met her but my heart was telling me otherwise.
"There you go. I told you it's alright."
With my tiny voice, I called out to something that seemed natural for me.
"Are you my mommy?"
I saw the change in her facial expression. She was stunned by my question and was having a hard time giving me an answer. I thought I did something wrong until she smiled again.
"Yes. I'm here. Mommy is here."
I hugged her tightly and I didn't want to let her go. She hugged me back and the warmth between us grew. I was so happy that I almost forgot about Dr. Brady and Dr. Emerson who were standing behind us.
"Alright, Mia. We need to check on her but it won't take long."
"Yes. Of course. Don't worry, sweetheart. They want to make sure you are okay."
With my confidence, I nodded to her and Dr. Brady comes close and puts his hands on my arm, looking at it with intrigue.
"Subject #T49320 of Project Ironclad. Gender is female and age is 5 years old. Subject's name is Anya. So far, the exam shows good physical condition and excellent growth. Proceeding to check on other areas of the subject."
I could see Dr. Emerson pressing some things on the computer pad while Dr. Brady checks my eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. I didn't know what he was looking for but my mother kept hold of me, keeping me calm during the checkup.
After it was all done, Dr. Brady concluded his exam on me, directing himself towards my mother.
"Everything looks good. We'll come back later for more tests. We will notify Director Traeger that you will be staying with the subject until further notice. We will also consider you as a primary caregiver since the subject trusts you. Is that okay?"
"Yes. It's alright Ted. Send us some food and water so Anya can eat."
"Of course. See you later Mia."
And with that, both men were out the door, leaving me and my mother alone.
"Mommy?"
"Yes?"
She looked down at me with the same smile from before and it made me relax by her side.
"Can you stay with me until I fall asleep? I'm tired."
"Of course. When you wake up, we'll eat. Okay?"
"Okay."
I laid my head down on her lap and stretched my legs on the bed. Exhaustion was causing me to close my eyes and I could feel my mother stroking my head as I shut my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
2 years later . . .
Over the years, the exams were becoming more frequent and I was starting to get annoyed by them. My mother said that it was necessary but it didn't help ease my anxiety. I was so busy with tests that I would only get some moments to draw pictures so that I could hang them on my wall or give them to my mother. Just seeing her smile when I give them to her made it all worth it.
One day, I was starting a new drawing of flowers until my mother came into my room but she wasn't alone. An older man that I've never seen before came behind her but unlike the warmness from my mother, he was giving out an aura of coldness. I shivered from just feeling his presence.
"Anya!"
"Mother!"
I ran to her and hugged her waist as she laughed, holding me tightly to her body. When we let go of each other, I looked behind her and saw the man. He watched me with eyes filled with anger for some reason. I never met him before so I didn't understand why he was angry with me.
"Anya. This is Robert Jones. Say hi."
"Hi."
As soon as I said it, the man sneered at me as I offended him in some way. I flinched and moved behind my mother, afraid of what he might do next.
"Robert. Be nice to her."
My mother began to scold him but he wasn't having any of it.
"Why should I? She's just a lab rat."
Lab rat? I had no idea what he meant but it didn't settle with my mother at all. She became very angry and it made me grip her leg tighter. She noticed this and patted my head.
"It's okay Anya. He won't do anything to you."
She turned back to Robert and began to lash out at him.
"Honey. Don't be so mean to her. She's just a child so don't be rude."
"Why should I listen to you? She's nothing and you're my wife. I don't want you near her."
Wife? I had heard my mother talking about it before and she told me that when a man and woman come together, they are partners for life and that they have children with each other. In my naive mind, I assumed something that only made things worse.
"Are you my father?"
That drove him over the edge. He looked at me with such ferocity and in a flash, he slammed his fist on the side of the door. The sound jolted my whole body and I went back behind my mother. He was fuming and staring at me with hatefulness in his eyes. Eventually, he stomped out of the room without a word.
"Mother? Why is he angry with me?"
I saw that my mother was frustrated but then she sighed heavily and looked down at me.
"Don't worry about that sweetheart. Right now, it's time to have some fun. Okay?"
"Okay."
1 year later . . .
As I got older, the tests were becoming more intense and serious. It was starting to scare me and then, they began to show me things that they wanted me to learn. It wasn't as bad though since I got to know Ted and Harry better but then they brought some sort of paper with weird symbols on them.
He would show them to me but when I looked, it was hard to understand. There were no words but rather symbols that were made up of short dashes. Ted had shown me these symbols for a while now but no matter what, I could only get pieces of what they meant and I was sure that my teachers knew only as much as me. I learned that it was some kind of foreign language that didn't belong anywhere. Like they were from another world . . .
But one day, things began to turn for the worse as Ted, Harry and my mother began to demand something from me.
"Look, Anya. We need to know if you feel any different from before. Something. Anything out of the ordinary."
"I don't know. What are you looking for? If you tell me, then I can help."
Ted began to rub his face in frustration while Harry kept tapping his fingers on the computer pad he was carrying. I was in the same state as them but they weren't getting interrogated like this. My mother walked up to me and placed her hand on my shoulder.
"I know it seems confusing but it's very simple. You just need to tell us if something different happened to you. Whether it's a feeling or anything else."
"But I told you. Nothing has changed with me."
"Sweetheart . . ."
I swiped her hand away from me and ran to my bed, turning my back towards them. I didn't like this. Then, I heard a ring calling out and I glanced to see Ted on the phone. I couldn't make out what he was saying since he whispered. After he finished, his face was one of pure horror.
"Director Traeger . . . He's coming to see her."
My mother's face changed to the same expression as Ted was showing.
"What!? Why?"
"He said that we made little progress and that he wants to take things to the next step."
"What are you saying?"
Ted hesitated to answer her. My mother was getting more angry with the lack of an answer.
"What is it!?"
"They might begin to push her to the limit and I mean the limit."
That got my attention very quickly. I turned back around so I could listen in. Luckily, their backs were turned so they didn't see that I was hearing their conversation. They looked like they were bickering about something but they began to whisper so I had a hard time picking up sentences.
Then, the door opened and that is when I saw Traeger for the first time. My first expression of him was that he was evil. He showed no emotion but then again, his eyes were covered by glasses that were pitch black. I saw two soldiers with guns and another scientist walking behind him and showing no emotions just like Traeger. Ted was the first to introduce himself to the group.
"Director Traeger. It's an honor for you to come and see us. We were just about to do another test on Anya."
Traeger answered with a stoic tone and with no remorse about them.
"Why haven't you made progress with the subject? We've waited for 3 years and you have shown me nothing. You do realize that we are on a time crunch and that something big is coming. Do I have to keep reminding you of the stakes against us?"
"No, sir but . . ."
"But nothing. You had your chance. I'm assigning both you and Dr. Emerson to another project. I just hope that you won't make the same mistake like this one. Leave. Now."
I could see that Ted and Harry wanted to protest but Traeger ordered his soldiers to push them out of the room. Once they are done, Traeger turns toward my mother and I was becoming scared for her.
"Now Dr. Jones . . . The only reason that I'm keeping you is that the subject trusts you but interfere and I won't give you a second chance."
"Director . . . you can't possibly do this to her. She's just a child and hasn't done anything. Please . . . let me handle her and I can—"
"No more from you Dr. Jones! We don't have much time left and we need results. You can leave if you want but it will be done. Gentlemen . . . do your jobs."
On command, I saw the two soldiers coming closer to me and I scrambled backward until I stopped at the wall. They stopped and looks at Trager in which he nodded. Before I knew it, the soldiers grabbed my arms and threw me on the bed with my stomach facing out. I screamed with all my might, trying to rip my arms out of their hold but it was useless. I yelled out for my mother but saw her being held tightly by Traeger. There was no use in calling for help but I kept going to the point that my throat was burning and my lungs struggled to catch air.
The scientist from before came close to my side but looked at Traeger who nodded in response. He came closer and I struggled harder for release but next thing I knew, the scientist took some kind of device that I've never seen before with numbers on the bottom of it.
"Mark her."
With Traeger's words, the scientist pressed the device on my arm with one swoop. And then, the worst pain that I've ever felt rushed throughout my arm and I let out a blood-curdling scream. It felt like something was burning me on the inside of my arm and spreading towards my shoulder. I could smell burning flesh and I knew it was mine. Tears began to drop from my eyes and all I wanted was someone to end this.
Next thing I knew, the scientist removed the device and I looked to see the numbers #T49320 branded on my arm. A cooling gel was placed on it and wrapped with white cloth and that is when the soldiers released me. However, I didn't move from my position at all as my mother ran to my side with panic in her eyes. She wrapped herself around me like a shield, patting my head to provide some comfort.
Traeger came close to both of us, stopping only a few feet from us and staring down.
"This will not be the last time we do this. We will have results and we will get it. Whether you like it or not."
That was the last thing he said before him and his 'friends' left us but the damage was done. I never thought I would hate someone as much but Traeger proved otherwise. My mother kept her stroking and other things to make me feel better but to little avail.
"Mother . . ."
"What is it?"
"What am I? Why am I here? I didn't do anything wrong."
My mother didn't answer right away and I was in too much pain to move my body and see her face. I could only hear her sighed heavily and feel her heart beating fast from her arm.
"I know but someday, you will understand. And maybe . . . one day . . . you will free from this place and can decide what to do with your life. I promise you, sweetheart. I promise . . ."
I closed my eyes after that, letting myself go into a pit of darkness until morning.
2 years later . . .
True to his word, Traeger had his men begin the torture by beating me, calling me a lab rat and then, the whips came when there was no progress as they said. The burning sensations were the worst and my back was so badly mutilated that I could barely feel anything on it anymore. I would look back into a mirror and see the horrifying scars that covered my back. It truly disgusted me. My mother did everything she could to stop them but it was no use. I believed that one day, they would eventually kill me and somewhere deep inside, I wished for it.
However, the day came when all that changed forever.
I was just resting on my bed, recovering from another torture session a few days back until the whole room shook violently like an explosion went off and then the alarms went off. I got on my feet quickly and looked around to see what was going on but the sounds screeched my ears so badly that I was having a hard time concentrating with a headache on top of it.
Then, the lights began to flicker and I was beginning to panic. What's going on? What's happening?
Then, the door to my room opened with my mother rushing in and coming to my side. I hugged her in a warm embrace but the fear inside me began to ask questions.
"Mother! What's happening!? I felt a huge shake and now the alarms have gone off! I—"
"Not right now sweetheart! We need to get out of here! Just run!"
She gave me no choice as she grabbed my arm and pulled me behind her. We went passed the doors of my room and into a long hallway and it was chaos. The alarms were becoming louder and I could see many people screaming for help while others ran for their lives. We kept running and took several turns before we reached another hallway but it was worse.
There was blood everywhere, splattered on the ceiling, the floor and the walls and further down the hallway, the bodies began to show. I could only see dead scientists on the floor but there were no soldiers around. I thought that someone killed them but I saw the bullet casings nearby and the holes that were made in the center of their heads. What the fuck is going on!?
"Mother! Tell me what is going on! Please!"
She couldn't hear my voice with all the screams and sounds of the alarm going off but she tugged harder on my arm and I was convinced that it would be torn off. Then, we went around a corner with a set of doors at the end and pushed through as we reached them. On the other side, it was a huge, dome-like area that was empty of life. My mother stopped in the middle of it, twisting her head frantically from side to side. Panic was flowing through my body and my mother's behavior was making it worse, making my heart beat faster.
Then, she looked at a metal panel that was connected to a wall and pulled me along to it. Finally, she lets go of me and begins to pry the metal panel off the wall. I just stood and watched as she scraps on its edges until she finds a gap. She tugs as hard as she can until the panel comes completely off, revealing a dark tunnel that I didn't know where it leads.
My mother turns towards me, kneeling and grabbing my shoulders. I could see that she was scared but her eyes were showing determination but I had no idea what it was for.
"Anya. Listen to me. This air vent is a way out of this horrible place. Once you are outside, I need you to run as far as you can. Don't look back and don't stop for anything. You hear me?"
I nodded but I was confused at what she was saying to me.
"Aren't you coming with me?"
"I'm sorry but I can't go with you. I need you to escape from this. I need you to live. I don't want to lose you and you deserve better than this."
Once I knew that she was planning to send me away, my heart stopped beating for a moment. The one person that I loved and trusted the most . . . I'm leaving her behind in this place and I couldn't bear it.
"No! I don't want to go! I want to stay with you!"
Then, I saw the tears falling from her eyes and they weren't a good sign. I never saw my mother cry like this and I knew it was bad. I wanted to stay so much but she gave me no choice as she began to push me through the vent.
"No! Don't do this mother! Please!"
There was a slight hesitation when locked eyes with each other but it was only a moment until she spoke the last words she would ever give me.
"I love you . . ."
And then, she gave one last shove and I fell into the dark air vent, screaming for her one last time.
"MOTHER!"
I didn't know if she heard me but the air was knocked out of me when I hit a corner of the vent, breaking some ribs on the way or at least I thought it was since it hurt to breathe. However, it wasn't over yet. After my crash, my body slipped down like in a slide and the speed began to pick up. I tried to grip the edges of the vent but there was nothing to grab on to so I kept going. The vent twisted and turned and my small body couldn't take any more of this. I wondered if I would make it to the end alive.
Just as I thought about it, there was a huge light in front of me that came closer and closer until I noticed that it was the outside with the moonlight shining down. I thought I was done until I reached the end and then, I felt my body begin to fall into the air. I gasped when I realized I was falling and I looked down for a brief moment until I was engulfed in cold water.
With my ribs broken and my heart already racing with panic, I tried to swim up to the surface but as I did, a huge current swept me away and I knew that I fell into a river. I tried with all my might to swim to the edge but the current kept bashing me around so much that I was forced underwater a couple of times. Then, I felt my head hit a rock and I was out cold.
When I woke up, I was lying on some bank with half my body still in the water and mud all over my face. It was cold but my body refused to move. I crawled my way out of the river and turned on my back, trying to get some air back into my lungs despite the sharp pain on my side.
When I had enough energy, I moved to my knees and managed to get on my feet. I looked around and saw that I was in the middle of a forest, surrounded by enormous trees that stretched to the starry sky but nothing else. I didn't know where the facility was anymore and I began to remember my mother and the last words she said to me.
I love you . . .
Then, I began to weep so loud and I didn't care who heard me. I just stood still and allowed my emotions to seep out of me. I stopped when my nose began to plug and my eyes were beginning to dry. I had no idea what to do now. What do I do? What do I do?
For some reason, I looked up into the sky. The stars were amazing, shining brightly over me with the full moon next to them. I remembered that my mother would take me to see them one day. I wished that she was here with me but then Traeger's face came into view along with his soldiers and scientists behind him, laughing at me. My sadness changed into a rage and I gripped my hands into fists so hard that my skin began to sting.
At that moment, I knew that I would use all of my power to stop them at all costs. I would let loose my vengeance on them and I will make sure that no one else will go through the same thing as I have. I made that vow within my heart and no matter what I had to do, I would make it into a reality.
And I will never stop. No matter what . . .
Hi Readers!
Sorry for the long chapter but now we know some of Anya's history and there are still some questions left unanswered.
What happened that night when she escaped? What happened to her mother? What was Stargazer trying to do?
So many questions to ask but now, everyone knows her past including Lar'ja. What will he make of this and how will this affect their relationship? And will they find the answers to her past?
Find out when Chapter 20 comes around the corner! Goodbye, 2018! Hello, 2019! :)))