Bella stood silently in front of the glass chamber. Her cold, majestic gaze locked onto the small girl floating inside—the girl whose features bore an uncanny resemblance to little Sally.
Her golden hair. Her small, delicate face.
Bella's black night dress shimmered under the lab's lights. She didn't walk—she glided, like a shadow cloaked in dignity and power. Every step was silent, yet felt like thunder to those watching. Her aura exuded calm authority, like a monarch passing judgment.
As she stepped closer, the blue mist behind her—the interdimensional cloud she had arrived through—vanished, as if retreating from her presence.
Now standing directly in front of Dr. White, Bella's calm voice broke the heavy silence.
"If it weren't for her," she said softly, "you and all your monsters would've been dead long ago."
Dr. White followed her gaze back to the tank. Inside floated his life's work—his masterpiece.
He didn't protest. He didn't even blink.
"How did you find out about this?" he asked flatly. He already knew he wouldn't live to hear the full answer.
Bella didn't respond with words.
Instead, a golden energy orb about ten centimeters wide formed in the air above her open palm. It pulsed with terrifying energy, glowing like a miniature sun.
Every person in the lab—Dr. White included—stared at it, faces pale, sweat forming instantly.
They knew what it was.
They knew what it meant.
The energy radiating from the orb made it clear: if it exploded, none of them would survive. Not even a shadow of them would remain.
But Bella no longer cared for their fear. These men and women were butchers, traffickers of life, creators of death. They had stained the world with innocent blood, and their cruelty had finally earned its reckoning.
She could've tortured them. She could've torn them apart piece by piece.
But death was kinder.
And they didn't deserve kindness—not even this mercy.
She turned back to the tank.
A golden glow sparked in Bella's eyes. The glass chamber shattered in a single burst of psychic force, the shards vaporizing before they hit the ground.
She reached out with her mind, gently lifting the girl's lifeless body into the air. Though the clone body was biologically perfect, it had no soul—only organs and flesh, kept alive by machinery.
Bella held the clone of little Sally close, her expression unreadable.
This was it.
This was the body cloned from Sally's own tissues before she died.
Long ago, Bella had discovered scattered data online—a trail hidden in encrypted files she tracked through the webs of secret networks. The deeper she dug, the more the name Dr. White appeared.
She wanted to kill him back then.
But when she uncovered that he was cloning little Sally, she waited.
Waited for the perfect moment.
Now it had come.
And with it, judgment.
Bella turned her eyes toward the glass windows, where HYDRA soldiers watched from outside, unsure whether to enter. They could feel it too—something was ending.
Without a word, the blue cloud reappeared. Bella stepped through it, holding Sally's body close.
And then—she was gone.
The lab fell into silence again, but the tension only grew.
"Dr. White?!" someone called out nervously.
"Dr. White?!"
Outside, HYDRA soldiers finally rushed in, weapons raised. But what they saw stunned them.
Every scientist and guard was either on their knees or trembling where they stood. Their faces were drained of color, their hands shaking uncontrollably.
And in the middle of the room floated the golden energy orb.
Still pulsing.
Still glowing.
And then—
BOOM!
A colossal explosion erupted inside the mountain, tearing through every level of the hidden base. A blinding light turned night into day, and the shockwave tore across the landscape like a tidal wave of fire.
The mountain shook violently. Trees were ripped from their roots. Boulders disintegrated. Animals in the nearby forest scattered in terror, fleeing the unnatural light that had bloomed in the dark.
The laboratory was gone.
In less than a minute, the entire mountain collapsed, burying every secret, every experiment, every horror it had contained.
Silence returned.
Only a barren, smoking crater remained where HYDRA's fortress had once stood.
The explosion was so massive that it drew attention from the Austrian government. Investigators and scientists were sent to the remote area, but they found nothing.
No trace of a lab. No remains. No radiation. Nothing.
Just an empty space where a mountain had once been.
In the end, the official explanation was simple—a freak earthquake, nothing more.
But they would never know the truth.
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Back at Bella's villa, the quiet of night returned.
Floating in mid-air above her bed, Bella gently held Sally's cloned body, nourishing it with magical energy. Her hands glowed faintly, sending healing pulses through the girl's body, keeping her organs healthy and stable.
But the body still had no soul.
That would change now.
Bella touched the silver cross necklace around her neck—a relic that had held Sally's soul ever since her death.
With the same calmness, she closed her eyes and focused.
A shimmer of light drifted out from the cross, taking the form of a small, glowing silhouette.
Little Sally.
Her soul, intact, peaceful, and pure.
Bella smiled gently.
"It's time to live again, little one," she whispered. "This time, live happy. Live as a human."
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Dr. White had designed the clone to be a blank slate, easier to manipulate, easier to control. He intended to erase all personality and implant obedience.
But Bella flipped that plan on its head.
Instead of a tool for killing, this body would become a vessel for rebirth.
As if drawn by fate, Sally's soul drifted down and merged effortlessly with the clone.
No resistance. No pain.
It was like a key entering its lock. A home reclaimed.
Bella felt tears press behind her eyes—but she didn't let them fall.
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In the living room of the villa, a giant golden retriever and a plump blue cat sat side by side on the couch.
Their tails flicked in unison. Their wide eyes blinked slowly in confusion.
They tilted their heads together in perfect sync.
A pair of furry siblings watching something they didn't understand.
Bella carried Sally's now-sleeping form into the room. She gently held her in one arm and used her other hand to pat the cat and dog on their heads.
"This is our family now," she said softly. "Understand?"
"Woof."
"Meow."
Both animals replied in hushed voices, as if afraid to wake their new little sister.
They understood.
Bella chuckled.
If she weren't carrying Sally, she would've scooped them both up and smothered them in cuddles for being so sweet.
Instead, she walked past them and entered her bedroom. She laid Sally gently on the bed, tucked her in, and sat beside her for a moment.
Even as she left the room, her psychic energy remained linked to the girl, monitoring every breath, every heartbeat.
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The next day, sunlight streamed through the windows.
It was a beautiful afternoon.
In Bella's bedroom, Sally stirred under the blankets.
Her eyelids fluttered.
A yawn escaped her lips, and she rubbed her eyes sleepily. Her tiny nose twitched.
"Hmm?" she muttered. "Is that... food?"
She blinked, puzzled. Food? But… I was…
Her eyes flew open.
She sat up slowly, looking around in confusion.
"Eh?" she whispered, blinking again.
"This… this isn't heaven… is it?"
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