Future Alexand finishes reading the note from her twin sister, unable to fathom why Heyem could be so cruel, considering she admits she is aware of the toll her orders are having on Alexand’s mental health.
After receiving her second consecutive orders from Guild Master Merek, a furious future Alexand transported herself from the sanctuary of her bedroom in Los Angeles, to her sister Heyem’s apartment in Cairo, ready to fight with Heyem about the relentlessness and frequency of her missions.
After reading his mother’s Timeline Book, Xan had taken the captured Amanojuko agent to the Prison of Souls, realising that Inajda would be there too, and that his family desperately needed him, or rather his blood.
Generals Edith MehXian and Xan Medani look on from a distance, phased out of focus, witnessing, but being unable to take part in, a past conversation between their adopted daughter, Inajda and their granddaughter, Alexand.
After taking possession of the man who could not age, (Eric Mehmed) or rather his dead body, Gianti Dincrind has cloned his cells and the cells of his twin daughters Alexand and Heyem Merek, and his dead son Farokh so that she can find out a way of fixing the glitches in Amanojuko DNA. So far, she has had very little success. (This story is dedicated to Jinkx Monsoon, and all the queens of RuPaul’s Drag Race, who have lifted me up throughout the pandemic. “A little bit of love, goes a long, long way. Lifting you up to a brighter day.”) Thank you to everyone who has supported Unbound boxes for the past twelve years. It, along with my son, Sam is my reason to feel alive.
Alexand and Katherine have got up early so they can prepare to take Anya to the School of Applied Resurrection. Alexand walks down the stairs into the lounge to join her wife for breakfast. (For Barbie. One of the most beautiful people in this world.)
Alexand follows Inajda into her hideout in the heart of the Amanojuko Capital City. (If you enjoy this story, then please consider donating to the DEC India appeal. This issue is dedicated to a friend of mine, who happens to live in India. This story is for you, Siddiqui Fayesal Stay safe.)