Survival Marley 소설 & 이야기

“Survive? Against Lucian’s men? You’ve seen what they do, Rowena. They don’t leave survivors. They take prisoners and make them wish they were dead.” “I know,” I said quietly. “I’ve seen it too. That’s why I’m telling you…when that time comes, don’t wait for orders. Don’t wait for someone to tell you it’s time to run or fight. The time will come when everyone stands on their own. When it’s every man, woman, and child for themselves. And when it does, you’ll either fight for your life… or lose it watching someone else try.” Mara shook her head slowly, tears gathering in her eyes. “You talk like we’re already dead.”

She asked Anthonio after she ended the call. “You seem close to this Captain.” “Captain is my colleague and he is also the one who saved me that day,” Marley replied. “Saved you?” She nodded. “The day I came home and met Dad's dead body and you were nowhere to be found, I ran out to the street oblivious of where I was going. I was almost hit by a car and Captain saved me that day, then he took me in and then introduced me to the agency and the rest was history.”

Martha and the others seemed to be moved by his words. There was the possibility of a miracle as long as they lived. This was not wrong. Even if the chances were slim, it was still better than giving up. As Martha thought of this, she clenched her teeth and said, “In that case, let’s wait patiently. Perhaps there will be a miracle, and I will not die here!” Kyler, who was aside, also said firmly, “Let’s wait! I’m also willing to wait! I haven’t lived enough yet. I’m willing to wait as long as there is a chance of survival!”

Isabella corrected. “Different things.” They walked in silence for a while. Finally Mara stopped near a clearing where marsh water reflected the sky like glass. “You want unity,” Mara said. “Every messenger says the same.” “I want survival,” Isabella replied. Mara’s expression softened slightly. “That’s new.” She gestured to the water. “Last time the Axis awakened, our territory flooded overnight. Entire families vanished. Balance, they called it.” Isabella’s chest tightened. “I don’t want that.”

He went after her. The door closed behind them with a dull thud. Violet and Marek remained. The silence between them was heavier than before. Marek finally spoke. “You waited too long to tell them.” Violet nodded. “I know.” “Do you think she can survive this?” he asked. Violet looked down at the Grimoire. “I think,” she said slowly, “that survival was never the question.” Marek frowned. “Then what is?” Violet lifted her gaze toward the darkened window.

But we’d survived, together. I felt the weight of it all pressing down, the adrenaline fading just enough for reality to seep back. I was alive. Cameron was alive. My brothers were alive. We had survived Mara’s trap. And somewhere deep inside, my wolf purred, dark satisfaction rolling through me. "We were predators, hunters, and protectors. We were a force Mara had underestimated… and she had paid the ultimate price." My gaze swept the clearing, taking in the aftermath, the blood, the carnage, the chaos.

Maru was blindly touching the walls of the sewers to guide himself home. "I have to live through this. I can't leave my mother and sister. I will survive. I must survive!" Maru was keeping his hopes up. He would not die before he saw his loved ones. He had still so much to do. Maru wanted to make his mother and sister happy. To give them a life worth living for. He'd have given the world to them if he could. He wished he could see them one last time.

I slowly stood up, watching for any sign of life from Marly. Alex and I stood there, watching for some sign of life. There was no movement. Marly’s chest did not move. She did not gasp for air. She simply lay there. Lifeless. I turned to Alex, “Do something … please,” I begged, tears in my eyes. Alex looked to me, and to Marly, sorrow all over his face.

(Holgun Iron Horn) “I guess the survivor guilt has been building up in their hearts, huh…”. “I supposed that is true, Your Highness…Marlo and the others has already freed themselves for quite some time now….and they have been enjoying their life so far…with the job and the privileges that they have now….but even so, there are still left of their comrades…still struggling everyday….for Marlo…he wanted to help them badly…”.(Holgun Iron Horn) “.….such things happened every time in this cruel world, Holgun…all that we can do is just do what we can…”.