All Might Dies Novels & Stories

I don’t know why, but something is rotten in my gut and it’s never wrong. We storm through the building, Roddy’s being the last room at the end of the long ass hallway. The door is locked and Grouch sticks his ear to it, then backs up and kicks it open. The immediate stench of death I know all too well hits my nose and I can’t believe nobody has noticed it. It’s at least fifteen doors from mine. Missile and Grouch storm in, but I can already see the lifeless body of Ryan “Roddy” Grimes on the bed. I step in the room and see a needle sticking right out of his fucking arm. His skin is already discolored, he’s been dead a couple days. And nobody even realized it. Some brotherhood we are.

The scene changes from black to her world. “Am I dead? Blake is going to..” “Come here and haul your ass back.” She laughs at my expression. “I heard you two. No, you are not dead, Allie. But you used a lot of moonfire to kill Crean.” “Are you mad?” She shakes her head.

His voice was getting frantic. Duke was not moving; his eyes were shut and his skin glistened with the first drops of rain that had come with the rumbling sky. “Duke!” Tim screamed. He had felt the panic in Jason’s voice and young as he was, he understood what that meant. Jack stood by the side, tears glimmering in his eyes. It seemed the boy had already given up on life before it started. “He is dead, is he not?” he asked.

“You could have been killed tonight, Octavia. What where you trying to do, standing directly in his line of sight. Do you have any idea how reckless that was?” His words hit like a slap, and I felt my cheeks burn. “I wasn’t being reckless,” I muttered defensively. "He pointed his gun at me, there was hardly anything I could do to prevent that." His gaze softened slightly, "I understand. They failed to keep their man under control and my daughter almost died as a result. I won't take it lightly with them." "What is going to happen to the alliance now that Allister is dead." I asked. The already tense dynamic that has been between both families is just going to get worse, that is even if a war

His tone was lighter than the weight in my chest. “You know,” he said, scratching the back of his neck, “if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re about ready to kill Phantom with your bare hands. But… the thing is, you won’t have to. He’s gone.” I turned sharply. “No. He’s not.” “Emma,” Abel sighed, walking farther in. He lowered himself into the chair across from me, folding his arms. “The explosion flattened that entire compound. You saw it yourself. No one could’ve walked away from that. Phantom’s dead. All we’ve got left is Dennis.”

And for some of us, she was more than that, she was family. “So you want to play against the rules? You know as much as we do that she died for different reasons! My sister died soon after and I don’t take it out on you, no?” My retaliation must have calmed him down, he and Alita got out of our sight with inhuman speed, almost invisible to the human eyes. Grateful that we dodged the bullet for now, we look at each other inquiringly, the same question written on our faces. Just how did he find out about the incident with Allaya?

She got up from the couch, walking to the fridge to get a drink of cold water. So that's how Allison died, she thought grimly. Buried alive as punishment for her evil deeds. Rachel couldn't forget the image of the little boy, lying dead on the floor. The same boy who warned her, that first night. He was Allison's final victim, before she herself became one and met her gruesome end.

"Allen Peterson, the Bright Zomie you beat last night, he is dead." "What do you say, it's impossible?" Allen Peterson is sure of his own attack. Although his shot is a little heavy, at most, he will let the other party lie in the hospital for two days, which will never kill people. "Tell me carefully what you know." "I don't know very well. I only know that Bright Zomie was sent to the hospital last night, and the news of his death came out early this morning." Allen Peterson pressed off the phone. There is definitely something wrong with this matter. He must go out and find out what's going on, otherwise, it will bring him great trouble.

Probably dead by now. When will it all end?