Four Or Dead Novels & Stories

Boom! The ground shook! Philip dropped the blood-stained sledgehammer in his hand. Next to him, Fourth stared with his eyes wide open before falling limply to the ground—all signs of life gone. This scene directly shocked Slim Three and Joe! Even Fourth was not his opponent! This guy was not as weak as he appeared! What sort of rich financier had Theo found? Joe frowned, looked at the tragic death of Fourth, and shouted to Slim Three, “Get rid of him quickly!”

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.

I took a deep breath and tried typing the words. Just type anything Kath, don't stop. Yes just type, ignore the errors, just write. Just let the words out. Then I stopped when I suddenly felt my hand got tired. I checked the word count and it was already four hundred and fifty. Atleast. “Tim, are you still alive there?” I asked but my focus is still on the screen with my hands busy hitting the keys. “ He died.” “Who?” I replied. “ I wonder why authors love killing their characters.”

His voice was getting frantic. Duke was not moving; his eyes were shut and his skin glistened with the first drops of rain that had come with the rumbling sky. “Duke!” Tim screamed. He had felt the panic in Jason’s voice and young as he was, he understood what that meant. Jack stood by the side, tears glimmering in his eyes. It seemed the boy had already given up on life before it started. “He is dead, is he not?” he asked.

he demanded, his voice tight and aware. From the other side, came a grumbling voice: “Alpha,” the healer said hurriedly, his words stumbling over themselves, “we have another four deaths.” Xander stiffened, his entire body paralyzed, like he was encased in ice. “What?,” he hissed, his throat constricting. The healer swallowed his gulp in response, even in the face of the call. “Four this morning,” he confirmed shakily. After a small pause, during which he could not support his respiration, he said in a broken voice: “Thirteen died yesterday.”

I said, "Oh, right. For some time moving forward, you will be confined to your bed 24/7. "Enjoy these upcoming days of not having anyone to care for you. After all, that was what I had to go through previously."

Clearly stirring the anger that is about to erupt as much as he’s trying to control it. “Wait were they 2…no 3…..no 4 men, yes 4 cause I remember for fucking dead bodies.” I exclaimed as I threw an uppercut, Ace narrowly avoided it by stepping to the side. “While you were buzy fucking my sister!” I yelled as I kicked his stomach, he caught my leg and pulled me closer to him, our faces only inches apart.

"Four's mother, Her grave, There is a massive explosive device planted at the cemetery, Timed to detonate today," My mind raced, Today, I pulled out my phone and checked the date, My stomach dropped, It was the anniversary of Four's mother's death, He visited her grave every year without fail, "Four go to the cemetery today," I said, "Yes, at ten o'clock, He is predictable, Carver counted on that, The bomb is under her headstone, When four kneel to pay respects, it detonates, He dies at his mother's grave, Poetic revenge,"

They are all dead, the same way Mathias died. Eric enters two of the cells and I enter the third and we see that none of the men have a pulse. “Shit!” That’s all I can manage to yell. Completely frustrated. I leave the cell and my eyes meet Eric’s. He sighs and says, “What the fuck is going on, Alec? It cannot be that four people die simultaneously, with seizures. These smells bad.”

"Make them disappear. No footage, no record. Nothing. We're going to Code Black." Code Black. Dead. Until further notice.