Father Elijah Fallout Novels & Stories

Fiona vowed, her voice unwavering as she exited the room. "Fiona! Fiona, wait!" Elijah called out desperately, but it was too late. He couldn't catch up to her or open the door she had just closed. Defeated, Elijah bowed his head, still reeling from the sting of Fiona's rejection. Yet, he knew that nothing could wound him more than the sight of Elara's lifeless body. Elijah whispered to himself, "I need to find a way," as he frantically searched for his phone. Still no signal. Determined, he grabbed their transmitter, hoping to send any kind of message or information to his brother, Damian.

Then he took a step back, dropped on his knees, and shouted, “Father, your son has failed you!” A look of pure discontent settled on Mr. Barlow's face as he said, “Stop the act. You are a snake, sly and poisonous.” With his gaze fixed on Rome, Dash thought, ‘If Elijah is a sly and poisonous snake, then I wondered how you would describe the man who's causing the storms in your family?’ Hanging his head low, Elijah faked a sniff and mumbled, “I know that this might look wrong, but I did it all for you, father.”

Silas clicked his tongue in annoyance, his patience wearing thin. Elijah stood awkwardly in the midst of their bickerings. It was just like growing up again, only this time they weren't yelling in each other's faces, blaming the other person for the defect in his genes. “I called the agency,” his father announced, tipping his chin up with an air of suspicion suddenly purging the air. “They said they saw you leaving with that bastard,” his tone dropped and so did Elijaj's heart. “… after having a fight.” His heart hammered differently, cold sweat breaking out on his face. He gulped, trying to keep a straight look as his father's eyes scanned for a reaction.

“Put the gun down and face me.” Elijah laughed, the sound sharp and cold. “Oh, Thiago. Always the hero. But this isn’t your fight.” Before he could say more, a flash grenade went off, filling the room with blinding light and deafening noise. Chaos erupted as Thiago lunged for Elijah, and I scrambled to my father’s side, shielding him as the room descended into mayhem. When the smoke cleared, Elijah was gone—again. But we had my father, and for now, that was a victory.

Even when everybody around me is killing each other, I will stay in the corner of the place, holding my pen while I am glued to my sketchpad. “That's true,” Lily uttered and chuckled. “Just wait. Something might still happen,” Adrian said while he was not moving his eyes away from the screen. My brows arched and nodded. I do trust this genius guy. “Elijah, your parents are here.” My father interrupted all of us. “Elijah, Faith!” “Mom, what are you doing here?” She quickly hugged her son. I could say that she was so worried. She probably heard all the news. She has been away with her husband as Elijah sent them abroad for a vacation. He only did that because he knows that the things here are

“I didn’t fight hard enough for you.” “You fought more than anyone else,” he said, voice thick with emotion. “Elijah showed them the footage. The timeline. The wounds. They finally listened.” I pulled back, tears already falling. “So… it’s over?” He nodded. “I’m no longer a fugitive.” Relief exploded in my chest like a sunrise. I kissed his cheek, over and over, not caring that I was crying. “You’re home, Dad. You’re home.” ****** ELIJAH’S POV

I whispered back before been lured into darkest by sleep. ~~ The sound of something crashing against a wall had me jointing out of bed. I saw Elijah putting on his clothes and with a shaky voice I asked "What's happening?" "We're at war" I pulled open the curtains to see a bright green light shinning from afar. Someone is trying to bring the walls down. My eyes snap to Elijah and with widen eyes I thought of my son. "Micah"

Those people took my childhood away, and now. How is this even possible? How could my own family... My knees gave out, and if it wasn't for Elijah, I would have fallen to the floor. He pulled the chair by the bedside and helped me sit down. "You okay?" He whispered, but I couldn't give him a reply. I was processing everything in my mind. Elijah wanted to kill Eliot. My father found out and used me as a decoy to let his son live. Elliot escaped, somehow became a fighter, and got in with the Vipers.

After resigning successfully, I returned to my apartment and packed my things in silence, not bothering to say goodbye to anyone because there was nothing here I’d miss. Later that afternoon, Elias showed up outside my building in another car. No words were exchanged, just a silent nod and a gesture toward the door. At the airport, he handed me a first-class ticket. Then he handed me another black card and told me to call the number once I had reached Night Veil Pack. On the plane, I sat in a leather seat sipping sparkling water, wondering how the hell my life had gone from waiting tables to becoming bait in a power play between Alphas.

" Jim's expression turned cold. "Rachel, apologize to Kelly right now! "I already let things slide once today. Apologize to her immediately." My last shred of hope was destroyed. All I wanted was to tear her apart. Kelly sobbed pitifully. Her delicate, tear-streaked face made Jim's heart ache even more. "Do you know how devastating it was for my private photos to be leaked because of your dad? I've already forgiven him for it, but you won't let go. What did I ever do to you?"