Doomed To Be Cannon Fodder Novels & Stories

Bruno added. “Great. Now everyone would talk.” I growled. “We are at war, Boss,” Kennedy spoke slowly. “Everyday our boys go out there and they are being singled out by the Dead Revenants and killed in the most horrible ways you can imagine. The prospects are the ones dying the most since they're new and all. The gang needs its president now more than ever.”

“Let her go or I will burn your entire camp to the ground.” “Not so fast. We have the people from the town and your friend. You can’t burn us without burning them, too. And I think for extra security, we will grab a few more. They are nothing more than bargaining chips, and should they perish, well,” he shrugged, “food for my armies I guess.”

Between her army, and her general character, it was these reasons even kings would think twice before slighting her financial repercussions. As things stood Cassandra was now facing a never ending of paperwork seeing to the necessities of her troops, to their pay, to the payments for food, armor, weapons, seeing to it there was enough to endure a long siege if necessary.. "FUCKING KILL ME!!!! Please Just let me die!" A man wailed at the top of his lungs deep in Helenfel Manor. "I just want to die PLEASE! NO MORE!" "Ohh do you not like it?" A feminine voice purred almost seductively, but there was trace of a sadist in her voice at the same time

Just get me what I need before I stop being nice about this" Bruno said and put the call down. XXX Amanda walked into the Romano Mansion with her things like a person sold out to slavery. When she was younger, her heart had yearned for this big house. She had wanted to run the halls when it seemed as though life was all about childlike adventures, but her childhood was cut short after she was raped by one of Romano's goons with a gun to her head. She was just ten years old, and that was the first time she had seen a gun up close.

Then, a satisfying thought came to mind. "Hmm, I think I have an idea." It looked like my early sun-drenched run through the woods would have to wait. DPOV Song: The Grand Optimist by City and Colour, Brain Stew by Green Day, Hollow Moon (Bad Wolf) by AWOLNATION Sleep didn't come easy these days. I never needed much before—I was trained to go long periods without it after all—but now it was practically nonexistent. Ever since the battle. The day the Kievan Rus fell. The day I lost Ivan. The day I lost everything.

Closer, a little bit closer. ”Now! Fire the cannons!” I thundered, and the words had not died on my lips when I heard the resounding boom of the cannons firing, the black-spotted balls of flame climbing high over our heads to scatter into the plains underneath, dispersing some of the films, but the werewolves kept coming. “More! Don't stop firing!” I bellowed, just as the wave crashed into the gate and shook the exterior wall, the force of the gust swiping a few archers to plunge to their deaths below as the war cry of my troops rose, metal clashing with claw.

Heavier than loss. It is heavier because death has claimed so many of our own. Countless bodies of my warriors—my people—are sprawled across the field. A warrior never fears death, but tonight, seeing the field littered with corpses of those who promised their families they’d return home, I'm shattered. Torn apart and left with nothing but the painful reminder that I'll never forget this night. Thanox did this, leaving us with wounds we never asked for. His armies of monsters are gone, but I know this is not the end.

The True Voids pour through the cracks. Hundreds. Thousands. All darkness. All hunger. All ending. "We can't fight this." Kai grabs my hand. "We're outnumbered. Outpowered. Broken." "Then we die fighting." I stand. Summoning what little strength I have left. "I won't surrender. Won't give up. Won't let them win." Damon moves beside me. "We're with you. Always." But it's just us three. Against infinity. Against impossible odds. Against doom.

Vane said, while he stepped back and held a long fuse cord in his hand. "Do it now, and make sure you don't miss, because I want to see that girl burn for what she’s done to my army," I shouted, and I leaned forward in my saddle to watch the show while Garrow turned his head away because he couldn't stand to see his brothers-in-arms get vaporized. There was a deafening roar as the cannon fired, and a blinding beam of golden light shot across the battlefield like a fallen star, cutting through the darkness and heading straight for the spot where the Huntress was standing.

Weighing him as if deciding whether he was still worth keeping alive. Every step through the wastes drove the wedge deeper. --- They trudged through barren plains where black sand whispered underfoot and skeletal trees clawed at the sky. The air was dry, suffocating, and the hunger gnawed deeper with each passing hour. Their rations were gone. The last piece of dried meat had been chewed to nothing the night before, and now their bellies hollowed with a sharp, merciless ache. Brann cursed with every step. “We’re walking corpses. Better to die fighting than starve like dogs.”