Iron Man Death Battle Novels & Stories

Finally, Emmett spoke, his voice tight, "India, run. I’ll hold them off." I shook my head gently. "There are cameras everywhere outside. I can’t get away." My parents’ eyes reddened instantly. I took a deep breath, my expression turning serious. "Mom, Dad, Emmett, there’s something I need to tell you. There’s not much time. I’ll keep it short." They exchanged glances but didn’t interrupt. I clenched my hands and glanced at the dark night outside, at the bloodstains on the wall. Then I spoke, "I’ve already died four times. This is my fifth loop."

*Kill them all,* I order. A super soldier storms me, but a sniper hits him with a dart right in the eye. I watch him dissolve like a bad dream. Kahn rips two apart, unstoppable. I get my hands on one - he tries to dodge my attack, but I’m on top of him, my teeth around his neck. Mara’s magic retreats. She falls to her knees, and slumps over. My mate’s sacrifice sparks hope. Reyes rallies his troops. “Hit ‘em now, full barrage!”

He now says to me, making me wonder what he was talking about, because he could never have foreseen himself becoming an Alpha and I, his Luna. A moan at that moment came once again from Alpha Gunner, but this time, it was as if his wolf was letting out a growl along with it, as I watched his hand slowly ball into a partial fist. “Even with death knocking on his door, he still tries to fight it. I never could understand why one fights the inevitable. He’s as good as dead even if he makes it through this.” He adds, seeing Alpha Gunner’s hand just as I was, making me turn to look at him now staring down at Alpha Gunner with a look of satisfaction on his face, making me wonder if he was truly wi

At that moment, the golden-armored fighter was full of wounds. Spots of light rose from the wound as it slowly encompassed the golden-armored fighter. Rumbles were heard as the closed door once again opened. He won! After using everything he had, he finally won! That battle spent all the true energy he had. Not only had the ice wall been activated to its fullest, but he even used his world avatar. This battle had used up all his trump cards. If the golden-armored fighter had not died from that last attack, he would have been the one dead.

If I don’t put him in his place soon he will consume me entirely. “I can also make sure that every day is like hell for you. So choose your battles carefully,” I threaten him, before getting into the elevator. The elevator doors close as he is staring at me full of shock.

Now she was a pile of mangled flesh lying in the morgue. I turned and went back inside, locked the door, and slid down against it until I was sitting on the floor. My phone vibrated. "Backup slots are full. In the next cycle, death cannot be transferred." The next day, the sun came up, and the world went on as usual. Except for Unit 703. There was still no movement. I washed my face and looked at myself in the mirror. The scratch at the corner of my eye was still there. It was thin, narrow, and capped with a faint scab.

He said, way too exhausted, "Why didn't you?" I shook my head with a small smile, "I told you, I don't run away." "Then why you're not fighting me back?" I shook it again, "I would never fight you." His throat bobbed, "Then you will die." I sighed, "I am not scared of death," I took a few steps forward, "Believe me, this life hurts hell a lot more."

It was greater than the love I once had for her, that phase was a memory I wouldn't remember anymore. She can't die just yet, she has to die by my hands, I need to rip her apart myself after saving the sword. *..I will find you, Kyra. I will take down the world just to meet you again and this time I will kill you most horrible and unimaginable, I will crush you to a point of nothingness. Even your soul will get its share of my wrath..* I whispered to her before finally crouching to the ground and passing out after a loud growl.

Guevarra’s liposuction. “Welcome back, Ginger,” Dr. Guevarra said with a smile on her face. “Are you ready to remove your bandage and see the result of your new appearance?” “Finally! I get to see the new me literally,” Ginger said. “And Ginger had already died three months ago. It’s Lucy Solace now.” “Well, that’s a nice name, Lucy,” Dr Guevarra said while gently removing Ginger’s bandage, and once removed, she handed over a mirror to Ginger.

Apparently, Hunter doesn’t joke around, he taught me everything I know about being ruthless, so how ruthless is Hunter? ‘You are so fucking dead, Dante Moreno.’ I smirk through the mind-link, but he gives me a smirk of his own. ‘Let’s see who shall be dead. Enrique De Luca.’ Dante says back, and I force myself not to laugh, as long as I have Irene, Dante is going down.