18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 542

Chapter 542

The air was thick with the stench of blood as two figures moved with lethal precision. Muffled cracks echoed through the corridors as their silenced firearms spoke, and bodies dropped to the deck with an ominous finality.

Stella swiftly stowed the lifeless forms into the depths of Arcadia.

Something was off. The crew above called down into the silence, but their voices were swallowed by the void. Wariness crept into their hearts as they descended, weapons drawn, into the darkness.

Stella lay in wait beneath the stairwell, her breaths measured and silent.

Four men came down, their eyes catching sight of a bloody trail leading to an ajar door. They didn't see the shadow behind them until it was too late.

One by one, they fell to Stella's concealed gun.

With the deck cleared, Stella cautiously climbed onto the main level. Across the way, a massive cargo ship loomed, its crew waving torches and shouting, disturbed by the lack of response from their comrades.

Stella's heart ached for the luxury cruise liner she'd left at Ocean Point Naval Station, but a cargo ship was a gift she couldn't refuse. It was simply too good to pass up.

The pirates grew anxious with the continued silence and sent another party to investigate.

The cargo ship was crawling with life; over thirty souls on deck alone, many of them armed with a motley collection of firearms likely scavenged from their victims.

Stella and her companion retreated to the lower deck, lying in wait like spiders in a web.

pirates had weathered many a storm and bloody battle, and knew all too well that things could go south quickly. With the mainland

to board. This time, Stella didn't hide. She and Jasper lay flat on the bow, covered by the night, as the pirate ship's grappling hooks

to climb aboard, but the two were already

minutes, they slipped out again. Stella fired from the shadows while Jasper hurled

for the sudden barrage of noise and fire. Explosions rocked the ship, flames engulfed the deck, and chaos reigned. Men caught fire, running aimlessly and screaming in

by the acrid smoke from the tear gas. More and more fell

pirates with ease, then collected their

who had turned

of the inferno, firing at the fishing vessel, but found nothing.

terror, their minds reeling as they scrambled to put out

by gasoline is not easily

alive. The crew, leaderless and in disarray, made

turned tail and fled into the night, its surviving crew hastily disposing of their dead by tossing them into the unforgiving sea.

all twenty or so of them, were left to their own devices, each with their own agenda. Exhaustion set in, and

that beneath the waves, a shadow followed at a safe

ship gently. A grappling hook soared and latched onto the railing as a fully armed silhouette scaled

danger, but the deck was

but lulled into complacency

made quick work

samurai sword stowed and firearms at the ready, they scoured the deck to find

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