Can’t Win Me Back

As night fell, fierce winds swept over the pitch-black skies, pressing down heavily on the endless sea.

The surging waves hinted at an impending storm, with all life rising and falling as though it could be consumed, crushed, and destroyed at any moment.

Waves crashed against the beach on Rose Island.

Alyssa didn't have time to change out of her fiery red dress before scrambling into the helicopter parked on the shore.

Though she had regained some energy, her body remained weak.

But she knew she couldn't afford to hesitate.

Jameson hadn't come with her next tranquilizer shot tonight.

This was her one chance to escape! The memory of flying a helicopter was faint, buried in the past, but she had to try.

She had to fight with everything she had, even if it meant death.

Alyssa slipped into the cockpit, her breath caught in her throat.

The red dress she wore was soaked in cold sweat.

She checked the fuel gauge, started the ignition, and the helicopter's blades began to rotate.

"Alyssa Taylor, you will leave this place.

Hang in there...

she muttered, clenching her teeth as she

screamed her name as he

gaze locked onto him, cold

reddened eyes burned with a hatred deeper than

the helicopter lifted off the ground,

out the gunfire, but a bullet whizzed past Alyssa's head, shattering

widened in

"No! Stop!" he yelled.

the Luminara battlefield flooded back, sending her heart

she tightened her grip on the control

three shots followed, cold and ruthless, as if they intended to end her

the bullets missed

struck the

leak, and error lights blinked furiously on the cockpit

Alyssa cursed, pounding on the windows

propellers slowed to a stop,

the sound of waves

waves were mocking her at her failed escape

over,

he glared furiously at Remy, who

knew Remy had fired to stop the helicopter, but had he considered that Alyssa could have died if his aim had been

eyes