In Another Life...

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As it turned out, their birthday was the day before Anastasia's, that's how she discovered they were twins.

She was the first one gotten on the twelfth of February. She had been there longer.

She was restrained and led down the dark hallway, coming to a set of double doors with a bright light on the other side. It was different compared to all the other halls she had seen.

Anastasia winced as the doors swung open and the bright light flooded the hallway she stood in with two agents to either side of her.

She was shoved in and greeted by her handler who guided her towards one of the rooms off to the side, filled with equipment she had never seen before. On the inside, she was full blown panicking though on the outside, she was as stony as she was whenever agents were nearby.

The walls were a bland, sterile white. One wall had a row of mirrors that were definitely double-sided for observation.
The restraints were removed from Anastasia only for a mask to be shoved on her face, before she had time to process anything.

She felt lightheaded and grabbed a hold of the nearest thing, which happened to be her handler as she reached for the mask on her face. Her arm was grabbed just before her fingers could reach.

Anastasia lost consciousness moments later and was placed on what looked to be a reinforced operating table, only for her arms and legs to be strapped to the table.

Her mind was active and she could feel everything as it happened, even if it didn't necessarily hurt at first.

A needle was inserted into her arm as other equipment was attached to her person. An uncomfortable tingle went up her left arm before it became a searing pain that spread out through every inch of her body.

Anastasia's body unwillingly jerked in the leather restraints, alerting those around her that phase one of their experimentation was so far going as planned.

Phase two unraveled soon when her eyes shot open, glowing a violent shade of indigo and a scream ripped through her.

There was a pressure on her head, then images with garbled dialogue began flooding in.

"Promise me you'll be there." A young girl looked to three older ones.

"We promise, Ella."

The scene changed and suddenly Anastasia was on a train, making her way down an almost empty corridor.

She slammed a compartment door open and entered. "Scoot over, Siri— now." The boy obliged, allowing her to squeeze in between him and another boy who was happily eating a licorice sweet of some kind.

She finally looked up at the boy across from her with round framed glasses, messy dark hair, and deep hazel eyes. He was staring at her with wide eyes. "You've got chocolate on your face." She stated.

"What? Who are you?"

"Ascella, Ascella Black. . . And you?"

"Potter, James Potter."

The scene changed once again.

The five of them that had been in the compartment in the previous scene were running down a dimly lit corridor. They were laughing, the sound echoed off the walls.

James took a sharp right turn and they all slid on the soaked stone floor from the sudden turn.

The group was older, but not by much.

The boy that had been to her right on the train, fell when they slid. Ascella took a moment to help him up, not letting go of his hand as they finally stopped at a portrait and shouted the same word simultaneously.

Then, as if she had been the one restricting what came through, the dam finally busted and every detail long forgotten was pushed into her mind with the force of a tsunami.

It took a moment to gather that these were memories.
Memories from a magical past life.

A green light flashed in her mind and it went black. Her body stopped moving and her eyes closed.

Her heart rate slowed down until it was finally back to normal, though her veins glowed indigo under her pale skin.

Phase two was successful for the first time.

They'd nearly killed her like the others, but her body withstood the conditions better.

She was monitored for a week as she hadn't woken up.

Though the moment she awoke surrounded by an indigo mist, it was clear to everyone that phase three would go off without a hitch.

Then, and only then, she would be an asset worthy of further training.

After phase three, she would be sent to another northern base, where she would be trained under the best assassins for a year.