Iron Man Death Battle Novels & Stories

I’ll avenge my father’s death. “Norton. Take dad’s body inside the packhouse,” I order him and he nods. Everyone stands up and we shift into our wolf forms, prepared to finish the battle. I charge into the battlefield and see Rowan, Irene, Joshua and Carlisle dealing with Regef and the cloaked men. “Count the last minutes you have, Regef. Because this is your end!” I growl at him and his eyes fall on me.

Before the helicopter had even landed, the battle was already over. The mutated mechanical bird couldn't withstand Victor's Death Laser at all. After all, the skill's strength increased with his combat power. Even without the combat power boost from the funnel, a Death Laser backed by a combat power of 336 was not something the mutated mechanical bird could endure at the current stage of the apocalypse. "It's over already?" Terrence exclaimed in disbelief. The other bodyguards who were rushing towards Terrence also froze on the spot.

“Why attack our men? Who told you about silver?” “Speak or you’ll be dead,” Uncle’s Alpha voice thundered. The man’s glare burned. “You monsters kill without mercy. But I won’t let that happen. I’ll end you.” “Human.” Uncle Daniel sneered. “Let's just kill him.” “But he’s human,” Aunt argued weakly. “A human who is immune to my command!” Uncle roared back. Alpha Allen exhaled, weary. “There’s no other choice. Finish him and file the report.”

Death said, feigning shock in his eyes. “You know what, you’re going to do whatever you want to do, I’m not going to play your game, piss off, I’m busy,” Kiran said, and stood up. “Grumpy, grumpy. Is Adara not attending to your needs?” Death asked, as Kiran stopped right in front of the door, then he burst out laughing as Kiran turned around. “You’re pretty low on the social scales in the afterlife, so like I said, piss off,” Kiran said, and walked out of the office as Death glared at him.

Irritation and ruthlessness swallowed the black robed man’s remaining rationality, and he wildly fought with Jared without caring about the damage that his body receives. Blood splattered around the walls of the cave, and Jared could only passively defend from being injured heavily due to the unstoppable onslaught of his opponent that resembles the fighting style of death soldiers that does not care about their own lives. The clanging sounds of their weapons reverberated to every corner of the cave as the fight grew intense that even a slight distraction would cause a terrible outcome.

He took his death over the betrayal. Mr. Stark was aware that the wolves and other shape-shifters would fall in danger once their location was traced. He was certain that intense hunger for more power would lead him to do things not predicted and to stop it once and for all, he took a silver bullet in his heart rather than communicating their pack's location. Reyne had cried. Bellowed such that the walls of the basement shivered. Her helpless yelling had stunned the spectators who were watching her father die his death after a long while of painful struggle.

I said to him and he stopped fighting, turned to see he was surrounded and no other person from his team was with him. “What of Karl my brother?” He asked scanning the battle field. “Lorenzo killed him.” “I knew the jury was out for him, what about Emma?” He asked with a touch of emotions. “She’ll live,” “Very well, it’s finally time I go home” he said and knelt down. “It’s a privilege to die at your hand, Alpha Titan.” he said and bent his head. “For what it’s worth, you were a worthy challenge.” I complimented him before ripping out his neck. “Lets go home and count our losses.” I was saying when Jack, Jason, Zack and Claire came running to the battle ground.

"That's right. I've only ever lost once in my life and the person who beat me that one time was killed by you. Since we're lucky enough to run into each other today, how about we have a battle?" Wilbur snapped on the leather gloves. "You seem to have a flame crystal core and the power of destruction in you too, but you can't quite control it yet." The man in the black robes gritted his teeth. "Cut the bullshit. Let's get to it." Wilbur flipped his right hand over, and the thunder cleaver appeared in his grasp as he said loudly, "Since you're looking for death, I'm more than happy to send you on your way." "How are you so sure who's going to die, you bastard? To hell with you!"

But the core was still pulsing—a bright, angry red that signaled a terminal meltdown. "Get down!" Killian shifted back to human form, throwing himself over me and the children as the Director’s battery exploded. The shockwave leveled the medical hut and cleared the Faraday-smoke for miles. When the dust settled, the Director was nothing but a scorched crater in the mud. The "Iron-Wolves" in the forest, seeing their leader obliterated, broke rank and retreated toward the remaining Dreadnoughts. The battle for the Ravine was won. The Face-Slap of the New Dawn

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m