Dead Cells Crossovers Novels & Stories

The pain in my neck was gone. I realized I could fly. My body floated through the air as light as a cloud. Drifting upward, I looked down. Below the balcony, a boy in a blue winter coat hung from a strand of bunting. His body was swaying gently in the freezing wind. His face was a bruised purple, and his wide eyes were staring blankly into the distance. Why did he look exactly like me? That was when it hit me. I was dead.

Punch is who I am and who I’ll always be. “So if it’s all right with my Alpha, I guess I need to add a third Blood Card. Hugo Casillas. For the crimes of shooting Kent “Chunk” Larson, aiding and abetting if not outright killing your own brother just to set me up… Making babies you had no intention of raising, and generally being a shit example of what a shifter should be, I hereby sentence you to death. Oh and Reeve uh… Whatever your name is, I can’t even imagine how many people you’ve killed so, you’re just fucked. You’re on our territory which makes me your judge, jury and executioner,” I say, shrugging as Doze laughs.

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.

I said, and Jace frowned as he looked worriedly at me. “Listening for what?” Jace asked, as Adara took a cloth, and started cleaning the blood from Kiran’s face. “I’ve met someone and we like to spend time in different realms. I’ll give you a name when it’s time for someone to die and you’ll go take them for me,” Death said, and I looked at him. It was Chrissie all over again and I shuddered. “What?” “That’s the deal,” he said, and I looked at him in disgust.

Ethan frowned heavily at the sight, but he still performed a routine examination of me and my pup's vitals out of occupational habit. The cloying stench of blood hit Toby with such force that he instinctively recoiled, his hand flying to his nose. The oppressive heat had already begun its grim work, accelerating the decay of our corpses. He stood outside the basement, refusing to take another step inside. "What the heck is Joyce doing? She's stunk up the whole basement!" he complained. Barney lowered his head, not daring to make a sound, and simply glanced at Ethan from time to time. Ethan took off his gloves with a solemn expression on his face. "It's confirmed that Luna Joyce and her pup a

I heard the clicking of camera shutters, but no one called the ambulance. My blood drained dry. My body became cold. Finally, Yvette Skye was no more. I died all alone at the corner of the street. No one cared. My corpse was not a pretty sight. My eyes were wide, unseeing, and there was a large hole in my stomach. My legs were twisted together. One of my arms was flung by the side of the road. My legs were useless now. I was ugly. No wonder the little girl cried. Floating in the air, I stared at my mutilated corpse.

Of course, they had rules, and all of their transformation abilities would get cut off during the crossover, but aside from that, I saw no reason to keep separate our worlds anymore. The only ones who couldn’t come here freely were, of course, the dead souls. Not that they knew any better. They were dead and had no memories of their mortal lives. Realising my thoughts had roamed away again, I looked towards Max and said, “sorry, dear. I must put my mind at ease with a nice, hearty meal.” “Well, they have a food court nearby. So once we have settled in,” Max began, but I cut him off as I took his hand and kissed his neck.

Why would there be a cemetery inside a forest? He stepped inside and started looking around. Soon he realized that it had tombstones only of the Astley family. All the ancestors as far as they had known. As he walked forward, he could look at the recent ones. He realized the pattern and ran towards the end. As he had thought, he saw the tombstone of the last leader. Louis Astley. It was written that he had passed away 6 years ago. He started looking around it. He saw the tombstone of Catherine Astley as well, she had passed away with him. Ryan didn’t know how they had died but knew that it had something to do with the Scotts. But he couldn’t ask them anything; he was just an employee for the

Name: Mary Sean Ivanovich Cause of Death: Suicide Punishment: REAP "I hope it ends as quickly as possible." I just nodded in response before deciding to stand up. However, before I could get out of the door, the guardian of the river of Pishon, Gihon, Hiddekel and Phirat entered. Sacred rivers lead to Eden which is the gateway to the afterlife. "Bad news Miss Seraphina, the guardian of soul has escaped and is currently possessed to another body." That's what Gabriel said. Thing that caused Death Compiler to rage.

carbon—a material that shouldn't exist in the "Dead-Zone." "This isn't a 'Silo', Dad," Thomas said, his "Independent" curiosity "Indexing" the "Mechanical" seams of the door. "This is a 'Crossover' point. It’s built with 'Sovereign' tech, but the 'Source-Code' on the panel is... different."