Death Of The Flash Novels & Stories

Sadness. He wasn't done with the story yet. "What about Tristan? And Floral? What happened to them?" I asked carefully, expecting to hear the worst. His expression hardened. "Tristan is dead, Adeline. He got shot while trying to stop Floral from getting you to the hospital. He tried to stop the car and Floral shot him."

Zach retrieved the flash drive, now staring at it. “Won't he find out, I heard he knows the real flash drive,” Zach asked and Sarah smiled at this. “Have trust in Medley Hares if not Sarah,” they all boobed their heads at this. “I have some news,” Zach announced and they all paid listening hearings. “Shawn or whatever that lady is dead,” Chloe wasn't shocked at this since she had expected but she still felt it was brutal. She shouldn't have been killed, Chloe sighed as she looked down sadly.

Well, we wanted to see if you'll see the next year" one of the said. He nods for the to guys. Charles had no idea what was coming for him. LATER THAT NIGHT Kendall's POV Today, it was just me, Enzo, Reed, Lyra, Rony and Mark hanging out, we were at the park waiting for midnight so we can cross over to the new year. "I can't believe he's dead" Rony said as she looks into her phone. Oh, yeah, Charles is dead, he was murdered in prison, it was a terrible death, he was chainsawed to death. "Can you not just talk about it?" I told her. She raised her hands up in fake surrender. No matter how heartless and evil he was, I would never wish anyone death.

Not Carter, Yolanda, Nathan, or Randy. I fisted the remote control and smashed it on the television beside the bed. It stopped playing the updates about the mysterious suicidal woman, glitched until it shattered. The news confirmed my death, and they were right. Madelyn is dead.

Somewhere nearby, a car passes, unaware, tires hissing against asphalt like nothing has happened here at all. This is the cost. This is what balance chose. My knees buckle before I realize I’m moving. I hit the ground hard, hands bracing against the pavement. The cold seeps through my palms, grounding and useless all at once. My stomach rolls, but nothing comes up. Shock doesn’t give you that mercy. It just hollows you out and leaves you staring. She was never meant to die. I know that with the same certainty I knew the barista would. This death wasn’t necessary. It wasn’t earned. It wasn’t fate.

Instead, the system gave me a new notification. 'This body will die in three days, so you may return to your original world then.'

Later, he somehow found my address and waited outside my building until Rafael had a talk with him, finally getting him to stop his harassment. Isabelle became quite depressed after the incident. She cut ties with Elliot's friends and gradually healed from the relationship's trauma. I heard she eventually moved to another city to start fresh. As for Rafael and me, our relationship grew stronger each day, filled with happiness and love. Sometimes, I thought that without my past experiences, I might not have cherished my current happiness as much. Rafael had become the most wonderful surprise in my life. I believed we would continue walking this path of happiness together, forever.

“I have bad news. First, our financial department just confirmed that we’d be forced to file for bankruptcy if nothing is done within forty-eight hours.” I sigh in defeat. I had left my father’s house in anger ten years ago and worked tirelessly to build a new life. I started a winery which had grown into a billion-dollar company until a few months ago when my company was accused of a food poisoning scandal. “The investors all want to pull out so we have no choice.” “But?” I ask. The broken glass in my hands pricks my finger and a drop of blood falls to the ground. “Your father is dead,” Theodore mumbles.

I had just stepped outside when I saw Olivia's twisted, contorted expression flash in time with the lightning. A split second later, the crimson numbers above her heart flared. "Olivia!" I ran straight toward her without a second thought. The rain beat down on my back as I went. As her death timer started to blare, her terrified face merged with the headlights of a speeding motorcycle cutting through the rain. Lucas and I watched as Olivia was thrown into the air like a ragdoll, followed by the screech of emergency brakes. Olivia hit the ground hard.

I took a deep breath as I felt my body giving out, and my vision started to fade to white, until I couldn’t hear, or see anything around me anymore. Everything was just… white. I’ve always heard that your life flashes before you when you die. That you relive all the milestones in your life, like a highlight reel. But I didn’t see my family. I didn’t see Alice, or my parents. I didn’t see the first time I rode a bike, or any of my birthdays. My mind only went to… him. My one and only. The times we shared together, flashing before my eyes as I relived everything.