Death Battle Novels & Stories

“He can win this war, Delilah. I know he can.” He coughs and wheezes and I can see his veins blacken. It's not the blood loss or the stab wound that kills him. It's the poison that now flows in his veins. Silence. His body stills in my arms. A choked sob escapes me. Then— A roar. It shatters the air, ripping through the battlefield with unrestrained fury. It vibrates through my bones, shaking the ground beneath me. It is Aries. And he is livid.

I think of the oath I swore at this grave with blood on the stone and a priest as witness, and I think of the authorization code in violet ink with the initial T, and I understand that the vengeance I wanted would have made me the same thing as the man who signed the order. I stand. I turn away from the grave. Serafina is still waiting at the edge of the grove, her hand now empty at her side, her eyes on my face. "Walk back with me," I say. She falls into step beside me without a word. We cross the grove together, past the olive trees and the dry earth and the place where the bullet came from an hour ago, and we walk through the gate into the courtyard where three capos are dead on the stone

But we needed the light. Jeremy was standing at the door by the time I'd come back, frowning at nothing on the floor. "Alright then, let's do this." He pressed one of his palms against the door, staring at me and waiting for me. I nodded, just as the system's familiar ding rang in my ears. [One Level A zombie neutralised. Hostiles remaining: two Level A zombies.] "I thought it meant us..." The realisation dawned on me fully too late. Jeremy had already pushed the door open. And as soon as it was ajar enough, a body lunged at me, the other half-rotting corpse going for Jeremy as well.

Either them (Shadow’s side) or them (his side) would survive this. Hell was another name for war. The last battle started as the countdown for Shadow’s arrival was nearing its end. The air was long heated, the sky dimmed with the trace of the rain, and the ground full of spilled blood and corpses. Death… blood… It wasn’t anything exceptional. It was a do-or-die situation. “GO!!!!!” Ryuzaki roared with a patriotic aura. This time, the elves, the werelions, and the normal soldiers were moving in unison, exploring the battleground with the aura intent.

She then looked at at him as she exclaimed, "How dare you!" "It's your surname though!" She slapped his arm and for a moment he lost control of the car but quickly recovered. "Shit..." Ashleigh breathed out as Damien chuckled nervously. "Sorry." "I swear if I died I would've killed you!" "How would you do that when you're dead?" "I'll possess you and make you commit suicide." Damien gave her a look. "Thats dark woman." "I love you too."

I stepped further and intertwined my hands at my back with my face giving each and every heads a terrifying look. “In front was the field of death, and behind… were warriors willing to kill every last soldier of your team. You have nothing to go if you want to escape,” I threatened. “So, to anyone still keeping his loyalty to Daghum’s Princess Deianira Deltran… I’m giving you the honor to die heroically!” Two from Mayari’s platoon opened the exit from the barrier we set up and the other wolves from Sanguine pushed them to head the exit. On their face creeps horror and stunned shut as they move with the flow, getting out of the barrier to face their deaths unconsciously.

The grass on the field withered instantly, and terrifying death energy spread outward. The exotic beasts in the surroundings had never seen a battle of this scale before and were shocked silly for a moment. They did not react until the death energy reached them and it was already too late. The death energy was like a Grim Reaper. No living things would remain in its path. As for Philip and the deer, they blocked the death energy with their respective methods. The Devouring Ape was not bothered about the death energy at all. It was the one who used this move, so it did not have to worry about it, but it had to consider Philip’s move.

“I am so tired of seeing this wonderful town slowly dies. And whatever happens to me in that battle field, I will gladly face it. I’ll rather die fighting!” Every ear heard that. And they saw the passion in my eyes. “You heard the girl, she’ll fight the lord,” Alpha then grin. “Then let’s prepare. After a week will be good? Huh, Beta?” The Beta was thorn into half. He look at me, I moved my head sideways. “This is the destiny given to me, let it be.” With that, the battle was fully scheduled. In about 7 days from now, under the blood moon, we shall learn who’s throne to bring down. Is it the Alpha or the Hidalgo.

Hybrid Corpse Seeker Preferred method to eliminate the assigned duties of Death. Can only be destroyed by a crossbow arrow to the thorax or sword through the spinal cord. Usually in the form of a Banshee. Rated 90% in kill success. "Did you learn any weaponry during my prison years," I asked him curiously and he stared at me with an open mouth. I shook my head and patted his back. "I'll teach you how to fire a medieval crossbow, I know how to sword fight already," I mumbled confidently. Rai looked at me and frowned.

Kyle saw her and his eyes widen a bit as he now raised his own sword to block her own, but Kyra brought down the sword with such power that it cut his sword into half. Kyle was shocked and he looked at his sword, and then at Kyra in wonder. In that moment, he moved his eyes and looked at the trail of dead bodies, and he knew indeed that she was the death warrior. Bathilda got hit and she fell on her knees, groaning weakly and her body in severe pains. She looked towards Kyra and saw her fighting Kyle, the one they needed to take down. Seeing how they had managed to wipe every vampire of his coven, she knew in the end, it would be a fight between the two leaders, and then the vampire she was