Remi came slowly into consciousness. She wanted to breathe but dirt filled her lungs. She wanted to open her eyes but they stung when she tried. Darkness and pain was all she knew.
She raised her hands up and felt soil moving through them. She began to thrash until she felt a coolness on her finger tips. The surface. She pulled her body up, grasping at anything she could. The skin under her nails burned from the pressure of the soil as she clawed her way out of the ground. Sputtering and gasping her face emerged as she coughed up clumps of earth, desperate for air. She shook her head and pressed her palms to her eyes, trying to wipe as much soil from them as she could. Dragging the last of her body out, she looked around.
It had worked. She was in their cave, but It wasn't their cave anymore. It was empty and cold.
The furniture Anna had built, their garden, the circle of sigils. All gone.
She was panting from exhaustion, which made her head feel light and dizzy. Her new body was not used to so much oxygen. Her lungs were brand new. All of her was brand new. Gone were the scars of training, the calluses from hours spent with her bow and climbing the rocky mountainside. Her skin was soft and smooth like a newborn infant. She was the same person, same figure, same features, but a new body. A body reborn from ashes in the earth.
Anna would not be reborn with her. Anna's sacrifice meant the only version of her in existence was her past self. The Anna that existed nine months prior to Remi's birth. Her birth... her birthday... She was now sixteen.
"Happy Birthday." She whispered to herself.
Her voice was scratchy and dry. Dirt still coated her mouth and throat. She tried to conjure water but her powers were drained, as was her body. The energy it took to complete that spell, to recreate her body, to change time- it was weighing down on her fast.
She looked to the cove of fresh water and crawled towards it. Cupping her hands she took in deep gulps. Her stomach stretched with the first thing it had ever held. She splashed water over her face and rubbed the dirt from her eyes. She was so tired.
It was still dark in the cave. The moon had already passed overhead. She had been reborn just minutes past midnight on the date of her conception.
She lay down on her side, curling her knees up to her chest. She felt cold but there was no fire left in her now. She blinked slowly. It didn't take long for the empty black of sleep to take her as it's willing victim.
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CACKLE- Book 1
Teen FictionJust in case you thought it may be too easy growing up in an apocalyptic world, where demons and hellhounds roam free, try adding growing up knowing you're humanity's only hope for salvation. Yeah, okay... no pressure. Remilia's only family is her a...
