Death In Marvel Comics Novels & Stories

He said nothing but something in his eyes told me that he already knew. "It was your dear mother, it's funny you know... because I thought she was dead." My tone changed, losing the fake playfulness it held moments ago, a frown creased my forehead, "Wasn't she?" I pressed my palms on both sides of the handrest and leaned forward, "You see, when I kill someone, they're supposed to stay dead." I rolled my eyes, "But for some reason, all the dead people in my life somehow come back to life and they make their way into mine and screw it up."

Oliver ordered him, but it didn't break him. "I...I can't..." He replied hesitantly. He loved his business more than his life and didn't want all those dark secrets to come out, for they could destroy everything. "I'm asking one last time... WHO IS IT!!?" Oliver lost his temper. The man on the gunpoint stayed quiet and didn't even move a little. He lowered his head and just waited for his death. "Sorry then..." Oliver said one last time before he pulled the trigger. The bullet went into his head, causing immediate death. Oliver didn't even flinch or have a disturbed expression on his face after killing that guy.

Everyone knew his parents died during the war against the Chimeras while sealing all of them in an alternate dimension. But no one knew why Mars had to die… The war was going so well that his death shouldn't have been necessary, even more so with someone as powerful as his mother by his side. "All of this happened because of his naivety. All of this, because he trusted the wrong person… "The almighty hero of the mortal world, died because of a woman." Lilith uttered, and Sol, as he heard those words, felt that the earth crumbled underneath his feet…

The voice accompanies my vision as clear as the midday sun: where I can witness Cassian's death at the hands of a black-haired Alpha. "Impossible! Cassian dead? By that Alpha? But who is he? Who could make an Alpha as powerful as Cassian die so easily!?" This is the first time I desperately want to disbelieve my own foresight. In my future vision, Cassian's fate if I don't leave this room is vividly carved out. He will die. At the hands of a black-haired Alpha with such immense power. The Alpha's eyes are as red as blood. His face smiles in front of Cassian's bloodied body. His laughter is as fierce as a storm, his demeanor repulsive in my eyes.

They were just looking helplessly and hopelessly at Marvelo who was really picked up by the end of his life path, by his quietus, by his death. Marvelo carried on coughing and coughing extraordinarily loudly and strongly. Some more red fresh blood squirted out of his mouth. His climax cough lastly took place and time. Then, Marvelo was seen inhaling his long and long breath. He was seen closing his eyes and was seen holding his Castor wooden toy in his hands immensely tightly and firmly. Shortly afterwards, Marvelo was simply lying on his bed, lying within his stationary condition. He wasn’t showing any reaction. He wasn’t moving anymore. The nuns and the children sobbed, howled and wept ext

Yes, Ana made him feel things and Margaret is who he considered to be his unfortunately timed soulmate, but the absence of the exaggerated melodrama had only been experienced by him with Ali. So, it was such a slap back to reality for him to experience his death first-hand. The worst part is, he was expecting his death from the backburners of his brain. He couldn’t just be 100% fully be present at those moments and just listened to his prophecies. He should’ve just broken the glass ball telling him to shine a light to the dim future and just saved all those numbers for the rainy day that has come. “I have seen so many people die, a lot from my point-of-view. And I thought I’d be desensitized

"She couldn't speak. She could barely breathe. When I saw that... it scared me... I wanted to call a doctor, an ambulance, someone to help. She called me over, to-told me to sit down and listen carefully. She said she wanted me to promise her something before she goes..." Damien let out a sigh and wiped his tears. Ashleigh could feel tears building up in her eyes too. "She said I should promise to move on and continue being a good man... promise to live life to the fullest and not let anything stop me from doing so... be it sickness, be it poverty, be it loss, I should take it all as it comes. "I promised her I would then she... sh-she closed her eyes a-a-and that was it. She just... died...

"Don't... Elowen... don't do it." ​"He’s dying, Elowen," Silas whispered, the needle inches from my throat. "And if he dies here, in the First Life, he never becomes your Shield. He never saves you. He just becomes another body in the furnace." ​The countdown on the monitor hit 01:00. ​The girl on the table began to moan. Her fingers twitched. The violet light began to leak from her closed eyelids, a raw, unstable version of the power I carried.

No matter the circumstances and odds against me, I am always ready to fight until death. And let me remind you that I have slain many soldiers, knights, monsters, and beasts. Don't forget how I single-handedly killed ten vicious players. I might not know the power of the Smith or anything about the so-called nectar that General Zod and the familiar voice are requesting from me. However, I am sure of one thing. I am sure that I won't die because "Tomorrow Never Dies."

Even when she was happy being with Brayden before she always had the dreaded Death Contract reminding her what it was all about. Now the Death Contract meant something different. It meant they were in this fully and willingly together until the end. Meredith inhaled and sat down in her office chair with an exhale. She glanced at the new portfolios that Indigo had given her and then back at Indigo. “Thank you so much for covering for me while I was gone. I really was worried about him. I was so paranoid over what could have happened or what he could or couldn’t do. I didn’t want him to go back to the hospital.” Meredith told her assistant. “Sorry you had to deal with Christian while I was gon