Carter Horton Final Destination Novels & Stories

"Wow, I do have different names now, minutes ago, you call me a psycho, now a crazy bitch." "Because it suits you. Don't give me goosebumps again and an out of humor joke." "Promise." I raised my right hand. But my other hand is on my back, crossing fingers. "Silly you. Oh, you said we'll find the driver of that car and beat him up, right?" "Ah," I scratched the back of my head. "On that part, I'm not serious about it. Like, how do we find him inside of C.U? This is a huge place, yah know." I said.

His steps are slow, methodical, unhurried. Carter reaches the parking lot, dragging himself forward, but there's nowhere left to go. Raymond raises his gun. Carter turns, his breathing ragged, his hands shaking as he tries to lift his own weapon. But he's too weak, too broken, too outmatched. Raymond doesn't hesitate. The gunshot echoes through the empty lot. Carter collapses, his body hitting the pavement hard. Blood pools around him, dark and final. His lips part, but no words come. His eyes stare up at the sky, empty.

Tallying up rewards. [Host's strong wish to return home detected. Exiting program...] I could not help but smile. I was finally going home. To them, my smile must have looked like a scene from a different movie. They started to smile too, but it did not take long for them to sense something was off. "Thanks, guys," I whispered. "Goodbye." "No... Yara!" Lance was the first to catch on, panic-stricken as he dove toward me. Ron and Eric were right on his heels, both rushing over.

" No that can't fucking happen, I know you saying this for me to release you but I can't risk, so no arguments we both going to Hawaii" She drags me and I signal my men to keep cool before they act. " And by the way tell your guys to keep calm or I'll blow off their heads you don't have a gun and I'm the only one advantaged here" We walk quietly as we head downstairs, just when we're about to reach the door, I hear a faint voice calling my name "Kyle, I'm so sorry please forgive me, I do-n't k-now what I was thinking" Charlotte, she's lying helplessly in a pool of blood

Carter scratched the back of his head, "Yeah, about that, I-sort-of-mind-linked-everyone-when-I-saw," "What?!" Hunter growled, "Hey, hey," he raised his hands defensively," At least it is important news, our Luna has finally been marked," "Great, just great," Hunter pinched at the base of his nose. Carter looked at me and I gestured at him to just let this slide and leave,"Well, I guess I'm just going to go now," Hunter didn't answer him, as Carter turned back and slowly slammed the door closed, but we both could hear him dashing out outside.

The ring slipped from his loosening grasp, rolled away, and was swept by the muddy rainwater into the darkness of a storm drain. Carter didn't make it to St Thomas' Hospital. The bullet had pierced his femoral artery, and he bled out in the ambulance. When he died, his hand was still clenched, grasping at nothing. A month later, Ava sent me a message on an encrypted channel: "The last of the Costellos were wiped out this morning." Without Carter as their shield, Tessa and her family were left exposed, devoured by enemies who had been lying in wait. I glanced at the screen and deleted the message.

I find a laptop and plug it in and open the files and see everything. I remove the USB and take the laptop with me. I look and see the setup of computers and move towards them. I lift my hand and watch as the computers explode. I see blinking lights on the opposite wall and move towards them. “They are servers. They need to be destroyed.” Carter says and I nod my head and I destroy them, too. “Do we have any casualties?” and he shakes his head and I release the breath I was holding. Thank the gods. “No, everyone is fine. We need to get them to where they are going.” He says as I open my hand and look down at the black USB drive in my hand. All of this for this.

Then even that pain faded into numbness. 'Mission failed. Extermination will initiate soon.' I was not surprised to hear the notification from the system. As waves of cheers and congratulations echoed through the air, I walked over to the lake hidden in the back garden. Then, without hesitation, I jumped. I would rather end my life than wait to die in agony as the system wipes me out. Icy water surrounded me, rushing into my nose. My mind drifted, and it felt like I could see my original parents. 'I'm sorry, Mom, Dad. I won't be able to take care of you in your old age…'

Each flicker of hope was snuffed out by the crushing weight of disappointment. Her greatest fear was not my recklessness. It was the thought of me disappearing from her life forever. It was only then she realized her love for me, a love that had been shrouded in too much hate and misunderstanding. By the time the fog lifted, it was tragically too late. "Kelvin! Kelvin, my boy, you've finally decided to come back to us." The commotion drew my parents, who were also at the party, to rush over. Alice seized my hand, her body trembling with a mix of emotions.

I tried to be calm, trying to wake up from my attack, but was not able to. Suddenly, again, I slowly opened my eyes, my gaze foggy and disoriented. I met the concerned face of her mate, Jeremy, holding close, his expression a mix of worry and compassion. I was still trapped in the lingering terror of my nightmare, my mind racing with the horrific images of my parents' death, and the shocking truth that Jeremy, my loving mate, was the one who killed them.