Novel & Cerita Death Battle Reaction Fanfiction

“But you would be alive, and that’s all that matters.” “No—I can’t… cheat fate.” She coughed up blood. “If there’s… another life, I’ll find you… and never leave you. But please… let me go.” I leaned in and placed a kiss on her lips. The blackness spread up her neck. “I love you,” I whispered, just before she turned to ashes in my hands. Tears streamed down my face as I stared at her remains—ashes. . - Aliyah Daemon Born 3046 – Died 3066

I asked. “Um…not really.” “Not really? What the hell does that mean?” “It means what I said,” Beta Grant shrugged. “Well you either have a mate or you don’t.” “She died.” I gulped hard. “Oh…I’m sorry. What happened?” “She was killed in a pack fight. I um…I couldn’t save her.” “We have a lot in common,” “Do we?” “Yeah we do. Lost loves, having someone in charge of us, dealing with Ronan.”

Everything we've been fighting for. 'You better,' she sent, and I felt a flash of her temper. 'Because if you die out there, I swear to the goddess I'll find a way to bring you back just so I can kill you myself.' Despite everything, I almost smiled. That was my girl—threatening murder even when she was scared. "Ready?" Dante appeared beside me, already half-shifted, his claws out and his eyes glowing. He looked tense as hell, which made sense. This was it. The final battle. We either won today or we all died trying.

Kael dropped beside me on my other side and his hand gripped mine tightly. “You scared me.” My chest ached hearing that. “I tried to fight…” “I know,” he said quickly. “You did good.” More fighting erupted behind us and a warrior lunged toward Serena but she lifted her hand and the man flew across the room violently and crashed into stone and he died instantly. Everyone froze, even Darius and Kael. The air changed again, power pulses around Serena harder now. It was dark and dangerous and my body reacted immediately. Pain shot through my chest and I gasped sharply.

My heart nearly stopped beating. The black note trembled violently between my fingers as I stared at the three words written across the paper. THEY KILLED YOU. The room seemed to tilt around me. My mouth went dry. My pulse thundered inside my ears so loudly that it drowned out every other sound. Those words. That handwriting. That horrible feeling crawling beneath my skin. I had seen this before. Not in this life. In the other one. In the life that ended with a wolfbane dagger buried in my chest and my blood staining the healer's floor.

“King Zayne! Preparing well enough for the day you die! I certainly hope so! I've written this letter, not for good news, at least for you. Due to unanimous vote, the date of the battle has been shifted to a week earlier, that means you have just six days. And the stakes involved have just been lifted. When you die soon enough at my hands, I take your human girlfriend and her sister as my slaves, until they are to be sacrificed. I can't wait! Hope you're just as excited as I am?” Oh no! I held the letter tightly in my hand, as I stood frozen to the spot in disbelief. Isn't fighting me to the death enough for him. Now he shifts the date and places Steph and Emily as part of the deal. “This is

“Nothing I can’t fix. I hoped the rumors would scare her home, but it seems I need to take it to the next level, you filthy wolf.” I could hear the disgust in his voice, and though I wanted to push up from the ground and fight him, I was pretty sure someone had broken my leg and some ribs. I hated that these might be my last moments. I wanted to be with Daphne. If I was going to die, it had to be by her side. I closed my eyes, ready to face the death that was about to come, but I never heard the gunshot. Instead, something shifted in the room—a cold, icy wind seemed to blow in, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Daphne’s father trembling, but he wasn’t looking at me anymore.

"You seriously want me to believe that my only heir is dead?" I took a deep breath, bracing myself for his reaction. "Unfortunately, he is, Alpha," I replied, my voice trembling slightly. "He was stabbed multiple times in the stomach, and before I could get him any help, he passed away." Instead of the solemn response I anticipated, Alpha Diablo and his pack warriors erupted into laughter, their amusement echoing off the walls. I stood there, bewildered by their reaction, feeling a mix of frustration and discomfort. Taking a step forward, I tried to regain their attention amidst the laughter. "What's funny about Brent being dead?" I exclaimed, my voice tinged with frustration.

He said. I felt like my heart filled with fear, I could feel it all over my body. “Death…” Peace called and Death looked at her then looked back at me. “If I were you I would go now, you might not see even just his body. I told them to cremate him---” “F*ck you.” I said and ran to the man car. Peace Ellis-Spencer POV “Death…” I called him as I saw the scare in Blood’s face. Death turns to look at me and wink at me and that’s I understand that he is just playing with him. After Death said something after Blood rushed towards his car that made me smile, no matter how he denied It and hid it---he still cares about him.

Tony smirks down at me, all powerless and pretty and blue and wonderful. “I think I’m going to stick with this one,” I say, pointing at my boyfriend with my thumb. “He’s better looking.” Death goes still for a moment. Just long enough for me to smirk at him. Chaos breaks free as the God of Death roars his rage, thrusting out a hand towards me and unleashing his power in an unending, roiling wave of black. I grit my teeth, throwing up what shield I can and grabbing Anton by his shirt, hauling him down behind my flimsy barrier just as the wave of raw power crashes down upon us.