Commander Cody's Death Novels & Stories

The soldiers close to Roland all jumped back in surprise, and once the shock had worn off, they leapt back in, pulling the soldier’s body off from their commanding officer. “Captain Roland are you ok?” one man asked, kneeling over him, shaking his shoulders. “He is dead sergeant,” another man replied grimly, seeing the unnatural angle Roland’s neck now sat at, blood staining his nose and mouth. “Looks like your overwatch failed and the commander is dead, do you wish to yield and be on your way?” The remaining soldiers all turned to face the man that had spoken. * * *

After the successful completion of a mission, Connor Weston, the youngest patrol division captain of the pack, had fallen into an eternal sleep on that rainy day. … After his death, my soul began to dissipate, like dew evaporating into the air under the morning sun. In my final glimpse, I saw Chris rush into the infirmary. He then fell to his knees and clutched Connor's hand, his shoulders trembling violently. Later, I saw Connor buried beside my grave. Our two tombstones stood close together, as they were always meant to be. I witnessed many pack members come to pay their respects, saying things like, "It was such a shame for a hero like him to die so young."

Which from her is basically a declaration of love, and it didn't comfort me even slightly. But we came home, and under the worry about Lillianna, we were feeling a bit self-satisfied about screwing with Nyasia. And that night something led Cody to the back door. "You're arguing with yourself again," Dax says. "I get the highlights and none of the words." "I killed her working at dusk." My arm's still bleeding into my sleeve, and I can't be persuaded to care. "And that same night she came for him." "Oh for fuck’s sake, Noah. Are you seriously trying to make this your fault?"

The other team went to catch Cody. It was already like this now, and Cody still refused to give in. He even dared to steal a gun from the police officers. "I won't let you have what you want! If I die, you will all fucking die with me!" Cody laughed madly while he threw down his last words. He pointed the gun at the police officer closest to him, and before he pulled the trigger, Mr. Burton shot Cody in the head. … Kevan only heard the process of Cody's capture from Mr. Burton. When he arrived at the site with a police car sent to get him, all that was left was a car filled with cash and two puddles of dried blood on the ground.

I tell him meekly as I feel my fear closing in on me again, while under his gaze. His hand grips my jaw tightly as he makes me loom up at his tall figure, "To you, I'm Death. Don't ask questions," "OK-" my door suddenly opened and he was gone as Mika entered the house She saw my dad as he lay dead in a pool of blood before looking at me. I was stunned, so stunned. What had just happened within the last 15 minutes of my life? "Oh shit, Gabi," she pulled me into a tight hug as she pets my hair as my face was squished in her chest, "You can stay with me- wait, you're not crying," she pulls my head back up

“She was the creator of the vaccine, it has come to our knowledge that they may have needed a backup plan.” Archer gulped heavily at the information, he nodded in acknowledgement signalling that was his only question. “Find me information, I want this closed down immediately.” The Colonel ordered, pointing his finger to the table as he said it. “Yes sir,” the men called out in unison. Their boss left the room abruptly, leaving the men once again to their own thoughts. Silence fell shortly before anyone spoke. It had been months since they had to retrieve a body, dead or alive. The thought worried Archer, he couldn’t live with himself if the last thing she experienced from him before she died

Then— “Clinton sent us.” My heart betrays me immediately. One stupid painful beat against my ribs. I hate it. I hate that his name still affects me after everything. “He traded himself for you,” Cody says quietly. The words hit so strangely that for a second I genuinely don't understand them. “What?” “The Luna was going to execute you tonight.” Cody runs a hand through his messy hair. “Clinton offered himself instead.” “No.” “He confessed in front of the entire pack that he killed his father.”

In the end, he chose to jump to his death. This time, when I arrived at the scene, Liam was slumped beside the command vehicle, his face pale with panic. The moment he saw me, his eyes lit up. "I called you dozens of times last night! Why didn't you answer? Your phone is supposed to stay on during operations—that's basic discipline! You knew there was a bomb disposal mission last night, and you're the most experienced in the whole team. And yet you chose that moment to turn off your phone? Andrew, what exactly are you playing at?!"

I rammed into Gamma James with enough strength to shove him away and catch Zane, sitting on the ground with him. I pressed my trembling hands to his wound, trying to stop the blood. It kept coming. “Please help me. Zane needs to stay alive,” I choked out. “It's no use. The blade was poisoned. He's going to die.” Zane wheezed, his face contorted in agony. His blood-soaked hand reached out to touch my cheek, stared at me, his lips moved, and the words poured out softly from his mouth. “I'm sorry.” His hand fell back down, and he took one last gasp, then he went still.

His forehead was covered in blood, which blended with the rain and smeared across his entire face. Eli stood apart from all of it. He didn't even cry as he watched the doors close. He just stood in the rain as he watched the whole cremation process. I floated in the air, taking it all in. I then looked at Eli—his face pale but still full of life—and at the space above his head. It was completely empty now. That damned countdown had vanished. I broke into a smile, thinking that it was truly wonderful. I was glad that Eli was still alive, as it meant that my death hadn't been completely in vain.