Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 1 A Horrible Death

In the confines of the Restricted Intensive Care Unit of the Research Center for Infectious Diseases, Calista Stafford lay in the ward for patients with a Level Four virus, numerous tubes sticking out of her body. The pain had tortured her so much that she no longer looked like her old self, and she was close to breathing her last. She clutched the bed sheets tightly with her claw like nails as she looked straight at the woman seated in front of her.

"Everyone else with the K virus died within a month. But you didn't just survive. You even managed to contain your virus. What a perfect living specimen! How does it feel just living from day to day for the past three years? Not bad right?"

Her evil words were a total contrast to her beautiful face. Others visited her because she was ill, but Quincy Stafford was here to kill her. She took out a syringe full of a clear, light-yellow liquid.

"Oh look, here's the antiserum that the researchers finally created yesterday! You've been hanging on for dear life just for this, right? They've grown so attached to you over the past three years, the moment the testing was complete, the research team made sure there was one prepared for you. Once you receive this injection, you can get well! Do you want this jab? My dearest elder sister?"

Yes! Of course, I want it! Calista thought to herself as she closed her eyes and tried to hide the despair she felt.

Calista wanted this antiserum badly, but she knew that her sister would kill her the day the antiserum was created. She was certain of this - after I it was Quincy who gave her this virus in the first place!

Not only did she get this virus, also simply known as the K virus - she had lived her entire life under Quincy's thumb. Quincy barely understood anything about medical science, and she was now a beautiful and renowned genius doctor in high demand only because she had stolen everything important from her.

Every time she thought about how she had merely become Quincy's steppingstone to her current success, it nearly drove her to death. But she did not want to die - she wanted revenge! When the researchers saw her strong will to live, they said she was such an altruistic person, sacrificing herself for the rest of the world.

She was being self-sacrificing? What nonsense!

She clung on despite the terrible pain for the past three years, because she hoped they would be able to quickly create an antiserum. The research team finally they had a breakthrough yesterday! The antiserum was finally created, but now Quincy was wickedly teasing her with this very thing that could save her life.

boiling up inside of her, and the

that she had shut her eyes and ignored her words,

nobody will believe you anymore. Tell you what, if you tell me the code to unlock the safe of your research lab, I'll

these words, and with an unsteady voice, she uttered her first words, "This is the first time...I have come

had was not enough, and now before killing her, Quincy still wanted to cheat her of the

hand, and she threatened her, "What is more important to you than your own life? Didn't you hang on just for this antiserum?" Calista laughed

trick, Quincy decided

and his partner is that childhood friend, Mirabelle! That despicable woman! She teamed up with me to gang up against you and did so many terrible things to you - don't you want to live on

words 'Mr. Kallum' pierced

like a sharp sword that pierced easily through an old wound that refused to heal. She could tell that Quincy was filled with regret, because Quincy herself had always dreamed of marrying Kallum Fairchild, but was now beaten to it by Mirabelle Yost. She was full of regret, and she regretted it every single

and saw through Quincy earlier, she would not be

her power to keep their engagement, then she would not

finally despair. Was it wrong to love someone?

was possessed. She knew that she was doomed to die from the moment Quincy entered the room, because Quincy was only going to lie to her, demean her,

to tell her the code, Quincy's face darkened and her anger began

went well for her lately - that filthy Mirabelle had stolen the love of her life, and now

I'll send you on your way! You think I can't survive without

the deadly syringe. The poison in the syringe would only need ten seconds to kill Calista, and it

in the world would be able to expose my evil deeds, thought Quincy to herself, eyes full of evil intent, not noticing the spark in the eyes

bolted up from the bed and ripped out the needles from her arm that connected her to various life support machines. She grabbed Quincy's hand with all her might and pushed the syringe the other way, piercing it right into Quincy's