Revenge After Death



"Dad!" A sharp object on the wall pierced Steven's back. The entire cabin tilted 90 degrees and became very bumpy.

"Steven..." I gripped Xandra firmly as the cabin tilted. I was enveloped by Steven's embrace and unable to see anything. The scent of briny seawater mingled with the metallic aroma of blood filled my senses.

"Mom, Dad..." Xandra had an injury to her forehead too. She choked up as she attempted to assess my condition.

Steven and I both sustained injuries of different severity. Steven's injuries were the most severe, with blood on his back and his clothes drenched in blood.

"I'm fine. Don't worry," Steven assured us with a comforting embrace.

I was terrified and held them tightly. Fear spread in the darkness. The cabin tilted, and the power was completely cut off. The sea seemed like a giant beast that could devour everything. Everyone was waiting to be rescued.

"Steven! Stephie!"

"Stephany?"

In the darkness, we heard the voices of Zion, Joel, and others, as well as Michael's voice. I was shocked that Michael didn't board Genome Society's rescue ship in advance.

I moved and realized that my leg was trapped under the bed, which had slipped down along with us earlier. The pain was so intense that I nearly lost consciousness. This was my first experience of such severe pain.

"Stephie." Steven desperately tried to move the bed in panic. But despite his efforts, gravity made him feel helpless. After all, he was just a human being.

The waves were getting bigger, and the seawater surged back with increasing force. This moment vividly illustrated the insignificance of human beings in the face of nature.

The sea was freezing, and I was scared. In my memory, I used to be emotionless and unaffected by fear. Yet now, I found myself truly terrified. I was utterly terrified of facing death.

I started valuing life because I had finally grasped the meaning of love. Respect was built upon love. How could one show respect if one didn't even comprehend what love was?

"Don't worry, Stephie." Steven held my face. The chill in the air had left my complexion pale.

Michael shouted from the balcony above. He found a rope and threw it down. "Stephany, Zion, Eason! Come up quickly,"NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Zion fumbled with the rope, sending Rachel up first while Michael pulled her from above. "The cruise is about to sink! Hurry, come up!"

"Steven..." After Zion had sent Xandra Zander up the rope, he came to find us.

"It's too late." I choked, shaking my head.

There were too many objects on the bed. It was simply too heavy. The weight pushed me down, and I couldn't escape. Eventually, I would drown when the seawater started to flow back.

"Nonsense!" Joel cursed. In the dim light, they tried their best to lift the bed.

Just as they were about to lift it, the cabin shook violently. The bed pressed down once more, causing me a second injury.

Despite the pain, I endured in silence, my hands clenched tightly. I nearly passed out due to the immense agony. However, at that moment, I was unusually clearheaded.

I embraced Steven, my voice trembling. "Steven, please leave with the children."

I begged him to go first. If he brought the children up there, they might still have a chance to survive. Otherwise, we would all die in this place.

"Leave, please," I cried and pleaded with him.

"Stephie!" Steven kissed my forehead as if he had come to a decision.

He picked up the children and handed them to Joel, asking him to pass them on to Michael. Ashton and Xandra were crying. Despite being experimental subjects, they were still children.

"Dad, Mom!" I heard their cries and felt a sharp pain in my heart. They were our children, Steven's and mine. I loved them dearly.