Commander Cody's Death Novels & Stories

“Humans turned our own blood and vampire plasma into luxury medicine.” Now, my pulse races. He came. So where is he? Why isn’t he here? “Yes,” the commander says, breaking into my thoughts. “Did.” My smile falters. Did? My stomach drops. His expression is unreadable. “Alpha Octavius and the wolves who came to retrieve you are dead.” The world stops. No. No. No. “Gunned down.” He finishes. I stare at him. My body goes numb. Dead? No. That’s impossible.

"What are you talking about? Why would I do that?" Cody let go of her arm and took a step back. "Don't play dumb with me, Alexa. Jade and David told me that you talked them into leaving after our last mission." Alexa was shocked. She hadn't talked to Jade or David since the mission, and she certainly hadn't convinced them to leave the group. "Cody, I swear I didn't do anything," Alexa protested. Cody's eyes narrowed as he stepped closer to her again, "They told me everything, Alexa. David killed someone that night because they almost took Jade, and now they're both gone. Do you have any idea what that means for us?"

At that exact moment, we heard the screeching of metal and suddenly a gate in the side of the wall started opening. Two soldiers, one male, one female marched out. I immediately noticed one holding a walkie talkie. "Who goes there?" The man yelled. Dylan sucked in a deep breath but stood tall. "Dylan Schmidt of the Sky rank. 2431." There was absolute silence. The woman looked at the man and hesitated before speaking again. "Commander Dylan Schmidt has been dead for nearly ten years." Commander? I looked at Lyra. She seemed as stunned as I was.

The battle was officially over with his death. "Your commander is dead," I announced, my voice carrying across the sudden quiet. "Your second commander is dead. Your alliance with the unrighteous packs is broken. You have no leadership, no direction, and no hope of victory." I raised my voice. "But I am not without mercy. Leave now. Abandon your vehicles, your weapons, your mission. Run back to the Queen and tell her that her perfect commander has become her perfect enemy. Tell her that when she sent me to kill my brother, she made the greatest mistake of her life." For three heartbeats, no one moved.

"He played it down ya know, the way adults do when they wanna keep something from us kids, but I knew it was something big because he seemed deep in thought when he told me to head on home and stay away from the boardwalk for a little while at night, but he sure did ask a lotta questions, like a lot. I wish I'd got a better look at the guys' faces, but I didn't. I couldn't even describe the tattoos because it was dark, and they were partly hidden under their sleeves, but I think they might've been the same." "And you say this happened a year or so ago?" He got sad and picked at the grass before nodding his head and looking at me for the first time. "Yeah, just a few months before Don died.'

I knew this was my battle, and I was ready to fight it until death. I quickly studied my surroundings, my eyes wandering around for my team, and I sigh in relief as I see them. They are backing each other up while the processor and Esther are in the front line. They are fighting the skeletons, breaking their bones, and burning their pieces. Thank virtue, none of the wendigoes went for them. I could see Coven amidst the chaos. He was a one-man army. Left and right, he was killing Ryan's army. He was moving with unimaginable speed, his claws shredding the creatures into pieces. None of them could match his skills and power. At the other end of the battle stood Ryan, General Zod, and my mom. Th

He took me in his arms, pressed the muzzle of the gun to my temple. "All of you will rot along with me and her," he yelled at the policemen. He loaded his gun, I closed my eyes, I saw my whole life go through my mind in a matter of seconds. I would die, this time if I would. My tears fell. I could hear Max's desperate cries at not being able to do anything. I heard a loud detonation, I clasped my eyes as much as I could, but I felt that Oliver's arms were leaving me, I opened my eyes and saw Oliver's body collapse, in his head there was a large hole, you could see small pieces of his brain mass on the floor. I turned to look to the sides, the lights of the patrol cars blinded me, I ju

After a thorough investigation by the production team, the details of my past were quickly uncovered. They also confirmed with the relevant authorities that I had, in fact, already passed away. "Three years ago, Nicolas Soros died on a snowy night—frozen to death because he couldn't afford hospitalization. "It wasn't until the autopsy that the coroner discovered that what looked like a thick down jacket… didn't even contain real padding. And that was already the most expensive piece of clothing his mother had ever bought for him. With discounts, it cost less than five dollars.

I lied, clutching around the spot where the sizeable glass shard stuck out with my palm. "They killed someone high up," Emeka informed me after some time had passed and immediately, my steps faltered. I was terrified of hearing anymore news on painful deaths by the hands of these men. It was already depressing that as we walked, I could see the lifeless bodies of colleagues I had known and fought beside for almost ten years. "Who?" I asked, dreading his next words. "The Commander."