The air was thick with tension as Addison stood at the edge of the forest, her eyes scanning the horizon. It was early morning, the sun just beginning to rise, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. The forest was eerily quiet, the only sounds being the faint rustle of the wind through the trees.
It had been years since that night-the night Amanda almost died, and Laura had vanished without a trace. They had searched for weeks, months, even years, but no trace of Laura had ever been found. It was as if she had disappeared into thin air. The only thing left was a hole, a dark, gaping wound that neither Addison nor Amanda could fill.
Addison couldn't help but feel the weight of it every day. The silence between her and Amanda had grown over the years, like a thread slowly unraveling. The bond that had once been so strong between them had been tested, frayed by loss and the constant presence of Aonmi-who, despite everything, never truly left.
Addison turned as Amanda stepped up beside her, her twin sister's presence always a comfort despite the space that had grown between them.
"Anything?" Amanda asked quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. Her brown eyes, once full of determination, were now clouded with a sense of resignation.
Addison shook her head. "Nothing. It's the same as it's always been."
Amanda didn't respond immediately, but her gaze never left the trees, as if she were hoping to see something-anything-out of place. Addison could feel the tension rolling off her sister, the unspoken thoughts hanging in the air.
Finally, Amanda spoke, her voice tight. "Addison... we need to talk."
Addison looked at her sister, her heart skipping a beat. It wasn't often that Amanda initiated serious conversations, especially about things that had been left unsaid for years. Her gaze softened. "What's wrong?"
Amanda hesitated, her eyes flickering toward the dense trees as if she feared being overheard. "It's about Aonmi."
Addison stiffened. The name sent a chill down her spine, even after all this time. Aonmi had always been there-always lurking in the background, stepping in when things got dangerous, always watching them. But there had been something off about him, something Addison couldn't quite place.
"Amanda, we've been through this," Addison said, her voice soft but firm. "He's protected us. I know he's... different, but he's never hurt us. Not really."
Amanda's eyes hardened, and she shook her head. "No, you don't get it. You don't see it. He's not just some protector. There's something else about him, something that you're not understanding."
Addison frowned. "What do you mean?"
Amanda took a deep breath, looking away for a moment as if gathering her courage. "Aonmi isn't just here to protect us. He's dangerous, Addison. He's been following us, staying close to us for years, watching, waiting. He's not just... he's not just a guardian."
Addison's heart began to pound in her chest. She didn't want to believe it. Aonmi had always been there when they needed him. He had saved them, more times than she could count. He'd kept them safe.
But Amanda's words were like a splinter of doubt, digging into her mind.
"Why didn't you say anything sooner?" Addison asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She couldn't understand why Amanda hadn't told her all this time.
Amanda's face darkened. "I didn't know how to. I didn't want to push you away, but the more I've seen... the more I've felt... I know he's hiding something. I don't trust him, Addison. Not anymore."
Aonmi's voice cut through the conversation before Addison could respond.
"I see you're having a nice little chat."
Addison's body tensed at the sound of his voice, the familiar chill creeping up her spine. She turned to face him, her eyes narrowing instinctively.
Aonmi stood a few feet away, his usual smirk playing at the corners of his lips. But there was something different in his eyes today-something colder, more calculating than before. The warmth and charm that had once seemed to come so easily from him was gone, replaced by an unsettling silence.
Amanda's hand tightened around her wrist, and Addison could feel her sister's unease.
Aonmi took a step closer, his dark eyes flicking between them. "I'm surprised to hear that. I thought we were past these petty suspicions."
Addison took a step forward, a defensive instinct rising in her. "What do you want, Aonmi?"
"I'm just here to make sure you're both safe," Aonmi replied, his voice laced with that same coldness. "Nothing more. Nothing less."
Amanda scoffed. "Safe? How do we know that? How do we know you're not the one putting us in danger?"
A flash of something dark passed across Aonmi's face, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "You think you know me, Amanda? You think you understand who I really am?"
Amanda didn't flinch. "I know enough. I've known enough for a while now."
Addison's heart was pounding, her mind racing as she glanced between her sister and Aonmi. Something was happening between them-something she couldn't quite understand, but she could feel the weight of it in the air.
Before she could say anything, Amanda spoke again, her voice low and strained. "Addison... I'm telling you, Aonmi is hiding something. He's not the person he pretends to be."
Aonmi's expression darkened further, his gaze flicking to Amanda with an intensity that made Addison's blood run cold.
"Enough," he said, his voice low and menacing.
Addison took a step toward him, her breath catching in her throat. "What are you going to do, Aonmi? What is this? Why are you really here?"
For a moment, the world seemed to stop. Aonmi's eyes locked with Addison's, his lips parting as if to speak-but instead, his gaze flicked to Amanda once more, and Addison saw the slightest flash of... regret?
But then it was gone, replaced with the familiar coldness.
"I'm here because I promised to protect you both," he said, his voice smooth but with an edge that Addison couldn't ignore. "Nothing more."
Addison didn't believe him. Not anymore. But she didn't have the strength to argue with him, not in front of Amanda, not when everything felt so broken. She wanted to ask more, to demand answers-but she couldn't. Not now.
Instead, she turned to Amanda, her eyes filled with determination. "We'll figure this out," she said softly. "Together."
But Amanda's expression was distant, her gaze lost in thought as she stared at Aonmi.
"I hope so," she whispered. "But I'm not sure we can."
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The air seemed to grow even heavier as the tension between the three of them intensified. Addison could feel the unease in her sister's every word and the unspoken weight in Aonmi's gaze. It wasn't just the uncertainty-it was the fear that something was on the verge of breaking, something that couldn't be fixed.
Amanda didn't say anything further. Instead, her eyes hardened, and she turned to face the horizon once more. Addison knew her twin well enough to understand that she was done talking for now. She didn't trust Aonmi, and Addison couldn't help but wonder if Amanda's instincts were right. Something was off. There was a dark cloud hanging over Aonmi that she had never seen before, even if it was subtle.
"Aonmi," Addison said, her voice stronger this time. "You've been around us for years now. And we've trusted you. But you've got to tell us what's really going on."
Aonmi's gaze flicked over to Addison, and for a brief moment, his usual smirk returned. "Always so persistent, Addison," he said, his voice laced with a strange mixture of amusement and disdain. "But you wouldn't understand. Not yet."
Addison clenched her fists at her sides. "What is that supposed to mean? We deserve answers."
"Do you?" Aonmi raised an eyebrow, a dark edge to his words. "You think that what you're asking is something I can just give you? You think you're ready for the truth?"
Addison didn't flinch. "Yes, I do. I'm ready for whatever it is you're hiding. It's not just about protecting us anymore, is it?"
For a long moment, Aonmi didn't say anything. His dark eyes locked with hers, cold and unreadable. Addison could almost see the internal battle in his gaze, the struggle between the mask he had carefully crafted and whatever truth lay buried underneath.
Finally, he exhaled sharply. "You think I'm hiding something, don't you?" His voice was low, almost taunting. "Maybe you're right. Maybe I am. But what good would it do to tell you now? Do you think you'd understand?"
Addison's chest tightened. "You can start by telling us the truth, Aonmi. All of it. We've been through too much together for you to keep things from us now."
For a moment, Addison saw something shift in his expression-just a flicker, but it was enough to make her heart race. There was a hint of something darker, something she couldn't quite place.
"I'll tell you when the time is right," Aonmi said, his voice like ice, smooth but chilling. "But right now, it's not."
Addison felt a cold shiver run down her spine, the dread creeping back in. She wanted to press further, to demand more, but Amanda's voice stopped her.
"Let it go, Addison," Amanda said quietly, her voice almost a whisper. "He's not going to tell us anything."
Addison turned toward her sister, her face a mixture of frustration and worry. "Amanda-"
"I'm done trying to get answers from him," Amanda said firmly, her back turned to both Addison and Aonmi. "He'll tell us what he wants us to know. Nothing more."
Aonmi didn't say anything, but Addison could feel his gaze on her sister, cold and calculating. She knew it was only a matter of time before whatever was hidden inside Aonmi would surface, and when it did, it wouldn't be pretty.
Hours passed in an uneasy silence, the three of them now traveling together in the early afternoon, the sun high in the sky but doing little to lift the oppressive atmosphere that hung over them. Addison couldn't shake the feeling that something was coming. Something dangerous. She kept her senses sharp, every part of her body on edge.
A sudden rustle in the bushes broke the silence, and before Addison could react, a massive creature-a twisted, hulking shape-burst through the underbrush.
It was a predator unlike anything she had seen before. Its eyes glowed a sickly yellow, and its body was covered in mottled, diseased-looking fur. Its claws were long and curved, glinting in the sun as it let out a low, guttural growl, its gaze fixed on them with malicious intent.
Addison instinctively stepped in front of Amanda, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the overwhelming danger radiating from the creature, and she knew this wasn't something they could face alone.
Aonmi's eyes narrowed as he stepped forward, his posture shifting. "Get back," he ordered, his voice sharp and commanding.
Before anyone could react, Aonmi moved like a shadow, disappearing into the trees with a blur of motion. Addison barely had time to register what had happened before the creature lunged toward them, claws outstretched.
"Amanda, move!" Addison shouted, pushing her sister out of the way.
But the creature was faster than Addison had anticipated. It struck, its claws catching Amanda across her side, sending her crashing to the ground with a pained cry. The predator towered over her, its sickly growl vibrating the air.
"No!" Addison screamed, rushing toward her sister, but the creature was too fast.
Aonmi reappeared in a flash, his hand outstretched. A sharp, ethereal energy shot from his palm, slamming into the creature's chest and sending it flying backward, yelping in pain. It staggered, disoriented, before it turned to face Aonmi, eyes full of fury.
But before it could react, Aonmi was already moving again, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. His claws seemed to materialize from thin air, glowing darkly as he slashed through the air with lethal precision. The creature howled in pain, stumbling backward, clearly startled by Aonmi's speed and power.
Addison turned to Amanda, her heart in her throat. Her sister was bleeding heavily, her breath shallow and weak.
"Amanda!" Addison cried, dropping to her knees beside her. "Stay with me, okay? Stay with me!"
Amanda's face was pale, her lips trembling as she tried to speak. "Addison... I'm... sorry..."
"Don't apologize," Addison whispered, tears streaming down her face. "I won't let you die. I won't lose you."
Aonmi's voice rang out, commanding and intense. "We need to leave. Now."
Addison didn't argue. She scooped Amanda into her arms, her sister's weight a burden she had never expected to carry again. "Help me," Addison demanded, her voice trembling with desperation.
Aonmi hesitated for a moment before stepping forward, his eyes hard and unyielding. "I'll help you. But we need to move before the creature recovers."
Addison didn't know if she could trust him, but right now, she had no choice. The danger was too real, and her sister's life hung by a thread.
As Aonmi guided them through the forest, Addison's thoughts raced. The truth about Aonmi was more elusive than ever, and now, as her sister's life hung in the balance, she couldn't shake the feeling that whatever darkness Aonmi was hiding, it was about to consume them all.
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The forest around them was eerily silent as Aonmi led them through the dense trees. The usual sounds of the woods-the chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves-had all but disappeared. It was as if the woods themselves were holding their breath, waiting for something. Addison could feel it, the weight of the atmosphere pressing down on her, the ominous sensation that something terrible was looming.
Amanda's condition worsened with every step. Her blood stained Addison's clothes, and though Addison kept her sister close, trying to keep her upright and moving, she could feel the life slowly slipping out of Amanda's grasp. Her face was pale, her breath shallow, and her once-lively eyes had turned dull with pain.
"Hold on, Amanda. We're almost there," Addison whispered, even though she wasn't sure what she was saying anymore. She didn't know where "there" was. She just knew they needed to get away from the monster that had attacked them.
Aonmi's pace didn't falter as he led them through the tangled forest, his dark silhouette moving like a predator through the trees. Every now and then, Addison would glance up at him, feeling the nagging sense that something was wrong, something she couldn't place. His face was hard, his eyes cold, and though he was helping them, there was something unsettling about his movements, like he was more interested in getting them to safety for his own reasons rather than for their well-being.
"Aonmi," Addison called quietly, her voice trembling with exhaustion and fear. "Why are you helping us?"
He glanced over his shoulder, his expression unreadable. "Because it's in my interest to keep you both alive. And because I'm not finished with you yet."
Addison didn't know whether to feel reassured or terrified. His words hung in the air like a warning, and she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something far more dangerous about Aonmi than she had originally thought.
Hours passed as they trudged through the forest, Amanda growing weaker with each step. Addison's legs ached, but she refused to stop. She couldn't stop. Her sister's life depended on it.
Eventually, they reached a small clearing, a pocket of safety surrounded by dense trees. The moonlight filtered through the branches above, casting soft beams of light onto the ground. It felt like a moment of peace in an otherwise tense and fearful journey.
Addison lowered Amanda gently to the ground, her heart pounding in her chest as she checked her sister's injuries. The blood had slowed, but the gashes on her side were deep, and there was no telling how much blood Amanda had lost.
"We need to get her somewhere safe. Somewhere we can treat her," Addison said urgently, her hands trembling as she tried to staunch the bleeding.
Aonmi didn't reply at first. He stood a few feet away, his back to them, his posture stiff and tense. It was as if he was waiting for something. Addison couldn't place it, but she felt it-this heavy, suffocating tension that seemed to roll off of him.
Suddenly, Aonmi turned around, his eyes glowing faintly in the moonlight. "I'm not going any further," he said flatly. "This is where I leave you."
"What?" Addison's heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean? You can't leave us like this!"
"I've helped you. Now you're on your own," Aonmi said, his voice cold and final. He didn't move toward them. Instead, he stepped back into the shadow of the trees. "You're not the only ones being hunted."
"Being hunted?" Addison's mind raced, trying to understand what Aonmi was implying. "What the hell are you talking about?"
But Aonmi didn't answer. His figure melted into the darkness, disappearing before she could protest further. Addison's mind reeled. He had just abandoned them. Left them to fend for themselves. She wanted to scream, to chase after him, but she couldn't leave Amanda.
Amanda's faint voice cut through the panic that was building inside Addison. "Addison..." her sister whispered, her voice strained and barely audible.
"I'm here, Amanda," Addison said, forcing herself to focus. "Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere. I'll take care of you."
Amanda's eyes fluttered open for a moment, her lips curling into a weak, pained smile. "You always... always take care of me..." she whispered, before her eyes closed again, the faint rise and fall of her chest the only sign that she was still alive.
Addison gritted her teeth, her throat tightening with the urge to cry. She couldn't afford to break down. Not now. Not when Amanda needed her the most.
But deep inside, a growing unease gnawed at her. She couldn't ignore the feeling that Aonmi's departure wasn't a coincidence. Something was out there. Something dangerous. And now they were alone.
The forest seemed to grow darker as the night deepened. Addison kept a vigilant eye on their surroundings, listening intently for any signs of movement. Her body was on edge, the sense of impending danger crawling beneath her skin. She couldn't relax. Not for a second.
And then, a sound. A faint rustling in the bushes.
Addison's breath caught in her throat. She froze, turning her head toward the source of the sound. It was too quiet-too careful. The movement was deliberate, like something stalking its prey.
Her heart pounded in her chest as she slowly reached for the dagger hidden in her belt, her fingers trembling with fear. She had no idea what was out there, but she could feel it closing in.
A dark shape emerged from the shadows of the trees, its outline barely visible in the dim moonlight. It moved slowly, deliberately, and Addison's eyes widened as she realized what it was. It was the creature that had attacked them earlier-the same twisted, hulking beast with yellow eyes that glowed like molten gold.
Addison's mind raced. She had to protect Amanda. There was no way she could fight the creature on her own. Her only choice was to keep her sister safe. She grabbed Amanda by the shoulders, preparing to make a run for it.
But just as she moved to stand, the creature lunged, its claws swiping through the air with terrifying speed. Addison barely had time to react before it was upon them.
She shoved Amanda out of the way, her heart hammering in her chest. The creature's claws grazed her arm, and pain flared up, but she didn't stop. She couldn't. She scrambled to her feet, her blood rushing in her ears as she searched for something-anything-that could help her fight back.
But before she could even make a move, a shadow darted between them. Aonmi.
He was back.
With blinding speed, Aonmi launched himself at the creature, his claws slashing through the air, glowing with dark energy. The creature roared in pain as Aonmi struck, but it wasn't enough. The creature retaliated, swiping at Aonmi with claws that seemed to tear through the very air.
Addison's eyes widened in horror. Aonmi wasn't going to be able to stop it. Not alone.
The forest seemed to hold its breath, the battle between predator and protector unfolding before her. And in that moment, Addison realized just how fragile their survival truly was.
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The battle before Addison was a blur of movement, the creature's twisted form lunging at Aonmi with ferocious speed. Aonmi was quick, his limbs a blur as he dodged and countered, his dark energy seeping into every strike. But the creature was relentless, its strength and size making it a formidable opponent, one that pushed Aonmi to his limits.
Addison's heart raced, panic surging through her veins. She couldn't just stand there and do nothing. Her sister, Amanda, was still lying helplessly on the ground, and this monstrous creature was the only thing between them and safety. Aonmi, despite his strength and apparent skill, was only one person. If they were going to survive, she had to fight too.
The pain in her arm from the creature's earlier swipe screamed at her as she gripped her dagger tighter. Her hands were slick with blood, but she didn't care. She was beyond caring. Amanda's life was on the line, and she wouldn't let fear stop her from protecting her sister.
She dove into the fray, moving faster than she ever had before. Her body screamed in protest, but adrenaline coursed through her, drowning out the pain.
With a sharp breath, Addison lunged at the creature, aiming for its flank. The creature snarled, twisting to meet her, its yellow eyes glowing like molten lava in the moonlight. Its claws lashed out at her, and Addison barely managed to dodge, the tips of its talons grazing the fabric of her jacket. She winced, but pressed on.
"Addison, get back!" Aonmi's voice rang out, but there was no time to listen. She couldn't afford to back down.
She moved with precision, slashing her dagger across the creature's side, but the blow only seemed to enrage it. It howled in fury, spinning to face her fully. Its massive jaws snapped open, revealing rows of sharp teeth, and Addison felt the air shift as the creature lunged at her.
Her heart stopped for a split second.
But before it could close the distance, Aonmi was there, his shadowy figure flashing in front of her. He slammed into the creature with a force that sent it stumbling back. His claws ripped through the creature's side, leaving deep, glowing gashes in its flesh. It roared in pain, staggering away from them.
"Aonmi!" Addison shouted, taking a step back, her breath ragged.
He turned to her, his face contorted with frustration and anger. "What the hell were you thinking? You could have gotten yourself killed!"
Addison's chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, her pulse pounding in her ears. "I wasn't going to let it get Amanda," she said, her voice shaky but determined. "She's already been through so much. I couldn't just watch."
"Dammit, Addison, you're not invincible!" Aonmi growled, his expression hardening as he stepped toward her. His eyes flashed with a mix of fury and concern. "You can't just throw yourself into danger like that. I'm the one who's supposed to protect you, not the other way around!"
Addison's heart pounded in her chest, and a burst of frustration rose up inside her. "I don't need you to protect me! I can take care of myself. I've been doing it my whole life!"
The creature roared again, interrupting their argument, and Aonmi's attention snapped back to it. Addison knew she couldn't afford to waste time. The creature was still a threat, and they needed to finish this before it got worse.
Aonmi's eyes narrowed at her one last time, but he didn't argue further. He turned to face the creature, readying himself for another attack. Addison followed suit, her dagger raised as she moved to flank the creature. Together, they closed in.
Addison kept her focus, her body shifting with the precision of a predator. She had trained for moments like this, but it was nothing like being face-to-face with a beast like this one. Her every instinct screamed at her to survive, to keep moving, to strike.
The creature charged again, its jaws wide and its claws outstretched. Addison moved just in time, ducking beneath its massive limbs, slashing her dagger through the air and striking deep into its side. The creature howled, thrashing wildly, and it seemed as though every swing brought it closer to victory.
But they couldn't let it win. Not now.
Addison's eyes locked onto Aonmi. He was fierce, his movements fluid and calculated, and though he fought with everything he had, he was still vulnerable. She couldn't let him take all the blows. They needed to work together, to finish this fight once and for all.
The creature lunged again, this time aiming directly for Addison. She barely had time to react before Aonmi was there, throwing himself in the way. The creature's claws slashed into his side, and he let out a sharp cry, but he didn't falter. His eyes locked onto the creature's, a predatory gleam flashing in his gaze.
With a savage roar, Aonmi's form rippled with dark energy, his claws lengthening and glowing with an intense power. He pushed forward, slashing across the creature's chest with a strength that sent it stumbling back. Addison followed up, darting in quickly to drive her dagger into its exposed side.
The creature screamed, collapsing to the ground with a massive thud.
For a moment, everything was silent. Addison's breath came in ragged gasps as she stood over the fallen beast, her dagger still gripped tightly in her hand.
But Aonmi didn't take a breath. He was already stepping away, his eyes scanning the area like a predator on high alert. Addison's heart raced, her pulse still pumping in her ears, but she couldn't let her guard down. Not yet.
"Aonmi..." she said, her voice soft but strained. "You're hurt."
He turned his gaze toward her, and for a moment, there was something almost softer in his eyes. But it was gone in an instant, replaced with that same cold, calculating expression.
"I'm fine," he said, his voice clipped. "It's nothing."
Addison didn't believe him. She could see the blood staining his side, but she knew better than to press him. They'd survived. That was all that mattered for now.
But deep inside, a part of her couldn't shake the feeling that this was far from over.
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Addison's pulse raced as she tried to stay focused on Amanda, but her senses were stretched thin. Aonmi's sharp eyes flickered between the shadows, and Addison could feel the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. They were being watched.
She stumbled slightly under Amanda's weight, the exhaustion beginning to weigh on her. Her sister's labored breathing only made her feel more frantic. She couldn't keep moving like this.
"Aonmi..." Addison whispered, her voice tight with panic. "We need to stop. I can't carry her much longer."
Aonmi's dark eyes snapped to her, his expression unreadable as usual, but there was a slight shift in his posture, a softness in the way he stepped toward her.
"We can't stop," he said, his voice laced with urgency. "Not yet. If we rest, it'll be worse for both of you."
Addison swallowed hard, glancing down at her sister's pale, wounded form. She couldn't keep carrying her. But if they stopped, would the unknown predators in the woods find them? The weight of the decision pressed on her chest, but the intensity of the moment broke something open inside her. Her hands trembled, but her fingers tightened around Amanda, her determination solidifying.
She needed to help Amanda. She had to help her.
She took a deep breath, steadying herself as she glanced at Aonmi. He was right; stopping was a risk. But was there something else she could do?
Suddenly, her fingertips began to tingle, a warmth coursing through her veins, and her heart skipped a beat. The feeling was new-foreign, but undeniable.
It started in the palms of her hands, like a gentle pull, a subtle but growing warmth, and it spread upward toward her arms. She stopped in her tracks, frozen as she tried to understand the sensation. It was faint, but it felt like something alive, like energy she could control if she focused enough.
Aonmi turned to her when he noticed the sudden stillness in her posture. "What is it?" he asked, his tone suspicious and sharp. He could sense something was changing.
"I... I don't know," Addison murmured, staring at her hands. The tingling sensation was building, growing stronger, more intense. The warmth in her fingers began to spread throughout her entire body, almost like fire, but soothing rather than painful.
She looked down at Amanda. Her sister was still breathing heavily, though her chest rose and fell slower with each labored breath. Addison felt her hands twitch, almost involuntarily, like they wanted to reach out to her sister and do something, anything to ease her pain.
Focus, Addison thought to herself. Focus on Amanda. Help her.
Without thinking, Addison gently placed her hands on Amanda's side where the blood had soaked through her clothes, the warmth in her palms now almost unbearable. She closed her eyes, and in that moment, everything seemed to fade-the tension, the shadows, the creeping sense of danger in the woods. It was just her and Amanda.
At first, nothing happened. Addison's breath quickened, panic rising in her chest. She had no idea what she was doing. But then-
A faint light began to glow around her hands.
It started small, almost imperceptible, but it grew, gradually, until it surrounded Amanda's wound. The warmth in Addison's hands intensified, and she felt an overwhelming connection to her sister-a pull so deep it nearly overwhelmed her.
Come on... Addison urged silently. She didn't understand what was happening, but she wasn't going to stop. She couldn't.
The light flickered and pulsed as it seeped into Amanda's skin. Addison gasped, feeling a sharp tug at her chest as if something deep within her was being drawn out, almost like the energy was coming from the very core of her. She forced herself to focus, even as the sensation became overwhelming.
Slowly, Amanda's breathing began to steady. The blood flow from her side slowed, and the gash that had once seemed so deep and critical started to close, the flesh knitting itself together in an almost unnatural way.
Addison opened her eyes in disbelief, staring at her hands, which were glowing faintly with a soft, golden light. She didn't understand what was happening, but she couldn't deny the change in Amanda's condition. Her sister's body was healing, the wound shrinking before her eyes.
"Aonmi..." Addison whispered, her voice trembling in awe. "Look... It's working. I'm- I'm healing her."
Aonmi had moved closer, his eyes wide, his usual cool demeanor faltering. "Impossible," he murmured under his breath, stepping forward and eyeing Addison's hands closely. "I've never seen anything like this before."
Addison didn't respond, too absorbed in the glowing energy that now enveloped her fingers. She could feel Amanda's wound closing, the warmth radiating from her hands, and as it continued, Addison felt a deep, almost instinctive connection to the process. The magic within her flowed freely now, unhindered by any doubt.
Minutes passed, and the light faded. Amanda's breathing had steadied, and the visible signs of injury had all but disappeared. The skin where the gash had been was now smooth, healed, with only the faintest remnants of a scar left.
Addison pulled her hands back, her body suddenly feeling drained, the energy that had surged through her now leaving her exhausted. She swayed slightly, catching herself just in time.
"Amanda..." she whispered, looking down at her sister's now peaceful face.
Amanda's eyes fluttered open, her pupils dilated but clearer than before. She smiled weakly, her voice barely a whisper. "Addison... you... you saved me."
Addison shook her head, her hands still trembling. "I didn't... I didn't know I could do that. I- I don't understand."
Aonmi crouched down beside them, his gaze still locked on Addison with a mixture of disbelief and something else she couldn't quite place. His eyes softened, just slightly, before he spoke.
"You didn't know?" he asked, his voice low. "That kind of power... it's rare, Addison. Healing is one of the most difficult and dangerous abilities someone can possess. And yet, here you are, with it."
Addison swallowed hard, glancing down at her sister, who was now fully awake and more aware. She could feel the weight of Aonmi's words, but the overwhelming sense of relief that flooded through her was all that mattered at the moment. She had done something good. Something that had saved Amanda.
But that relief was short-lived. The air around them still felt heavy, and Addison could sense that the danger wasn't over. They had only just begun to scratch the surface of whatever lay ahead.
"Aonmi..." Addison said, her voice firm but laced with concern. "What's going on? What else is out there?"
Aonmi looked up at her, his expression darkening once more. "There's more to this than you realize. This isn't the last of them. Not by a long shot."
Addison's heart clenched, and she turned her gaze to Amanda, who was still recovering. There was no more time to waste. They were just beginning to understand the true nature of the world they were now a part of.
And now, it seemed, Addison had to face a new truth: she wasn't just a survivor. She was something more.