Commander Cody's Death Novels & Stories

He managed to sing a song so his daughter would hear him for the last time… There when I remembered what the police told me last time about my Dad's death. They said Dad's taxi was allegedly crashed into a large tree. The taxi leaked and include that one of Dad's passengers was smoking that night, resulted in the taxi explosion. It only made me felt worse when I found out that Albus Wesley and Hailey Perelman were Dad's rides. Those two people whom I chose not to help and interfered with. Damn it! They died with my father. It's all my fault, I'm so idiot! Of all things, why did I not notice the plate number? I knew that something like that would happen. But why? Why did I not see a death sha

“They have dealt with one loss. Revealing Rylan’s won’t come as a surprise, now. I think it’s time.” “I agree,” said Anderson, scratching at his sandy beard. “Me, too.” Harley nodded, her honey eyes turning solemn. That was why I’d chosen her as my Beta – she kept things light until she had to focus. I wouldn’t have coped with a second in command that was serious all the time. “I think we should announce it before dinner, either tonight or tomorrow, no later. Call everyone in and then say that he died of frostbite on his scouting mission. Say one of the patrols found him, maybe?”

Cody I was so devastated when I heard that Snow was shot at the mall when she went to see my mother. I really shouldn't have let her go through with it. And now she's in a coma and I don't know when she'll wake up. I feel like this is all my fault.

- The redhead watched the Commander from afar, and whispered so that only he would hear his own words. During that day of work the young Petter was literally bogged down in old cases, she tirelessly tried to solve all those dusty files, because it was the least she could do for the victims, justice and bring tranquility to the hearts of relatives. As she charged herself deeply and gathered some information, the phone on her desk rings. Finally, it was the answer she had been waiting for. - Commander Petter, I managed to unravel the mystery of Andy’s murder, but I don’t think what I have to say will please you very much. - Report to the CSU from across the line.

“Yes, sir. When you got assigned to that Rodrigues case, their captain got here to detain him for questions. He’s been there ever since.” “Kind of serendipitous, don’t you think?” Bright was browsing the case files when the pictures of the crime scene got cycled to the front. He irked at the sight of the 5 deaths and countless other shots at the lot, including the mentioned officer Voss. “Sir, why didn’t you main this case?” Bright inquired. “I pulled myself out. I’m too close to the case.” August remembered Jameson, who in this death, screamed pity in his...eyes.

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.

"Alright, we can do that." Eric, sounding like he had been deflated, murmured, "Well, whatever makes you happy, Yara." Right as their words hung in the air– Ding! Ding! Ding! The system alerts chimed in. [Conquest target: Eric, heart rate 100%. Mission accomplished.] [Conquest target: Lance, heart rate 100%. Mission accomplished.] [Conquest target: Ron, heart rate 100%. Mission accomplished.] [Congrats, host! All three conquest missions are a wrap! Tallying up rewards...]

The bandages stretched across her wound. “She doesn’t know the code! I can help you!” I yelled. “I can take the core to the Nest! Leave Sadira!” The second shock ended, but the silence that followed was far heavier. No gasping. No scream. Only total stillness. The cell door suddenly swung open with a metallic snap. The commander stood on the threshold, two armed soldiers behind him. Kain wasn’t there. The commander’s face was cold, but now it carried an expression—victory.

I gripped tight, but he slipped right through and fell. I watched helplessly as Brandon vanished from my sight, tumbling into the abyss. Not a sound from him. Brandon's death was not on me, but it happened right before my eyes. My brain short-circuited for a second before it hit me to call the cops. Maybe Brandon could still be saved? Revenge had crossed my mind, but I never wanted blood on my hands. I dialed 911, and the cops were on the move in no time. The rescue team found Brandon at the cliff's base, his head cracked open on a rock—dead on impact.

I noticed some of my men also coming out of the dark, shadowed areas. I had thought Colt was dead. He was bleeding right there. When I saw him last, he seemed like he was surely going to die. But now, seeing him right here in front of me brought ease, thinking his mother and little sister wouldn't have to face a world without him—the world I had faced without my dad. "Colt... you're alive..." I said. "Of course, ma'am. Those wounds weren't ones to be the end of me. Back in the army, I've faced greater wounds than that before," he said, gesturing even in the situation we were in.