Mha React To Death Battle Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I bury my face in my palms, “Just please you guys, don’t go looking for trouble” I straighten after a moment “And what do you mean by a death alpha?” I ask, curling two fingers in air quotations. “Because no one crosses him and lives. The few who challenged him for this territory when he became Alpha lost their lives, he doesn’t allow for tap outs. You challenge him, it’s a fight to the death, and he always wins, which is a given since he’s still alive.” Mile says as she shrugs and picks up the cards, shuffling them expertly between her slim fingers.

But her cries fall on deaf ears as the giant slams into her without any preparation bounding into her with enough force to split her in two. Thankfully the screen fades to black. Turning, I see Micah's expression matches my own. McAllister dies. No exceptions.

That will threaten their control over our community. I cannot allow this; I will not allow this. “Hector!” Kit roars out at me, pulling a male to the ground that was coming for me from behind. Just like Jaxon, he kills him instantly…pulling his heart out. I guess they can’t grow back a new heart or a new head. Both deaths were just as final as the other. I remain as close to the door as I can, while a fight was happening out here…what kind of fight

“We need his majesty’s express permission to do that. As long as he’s not here we can’t–“ I banged my fist on the table. You don’t get it, do you? M’gethir’s dead! So is Xassin and everyone else that went to fight that thing! You better make a decision now, or else, the blood of all those innocents will be on your hands!” They seemed shocked for a second, as if M’gethir was some undying god and the thought of him perishing was impossible. Then they all finally looked at me and nodded. The next few minutes were spent disengaging the spell that disengaged them from normal reality. Then planets with life on them were sent through massive portals. Soon, only battle planets and Le’uthara were lef

“Y-You can’t die! Not like this!” “I-It’s over now, Mallory. You’re the one who brought yourself into this m-mess.” Madison said weakly. Farkas came to her to help her to stand up. “T-The battle between immortals has ended. I-It started with you, and will only e-end with you.” Mallory turned to ashes and perished. Just like that, her evilness ended. The superiors won and lived in a safe environment after the inferior leader died.

"You seriously want me to believe that my only heir is dead?" I took a deep breath, bracing myself for his reaction. "Unfortunately, he is, Alpha," I replied, my voice trembling slightly. "He was stabbed multiple times in the stomach, and before I could get him any help, he passed away." Instead of the solemn response I anticipated, Alpha Diablo and his pack warriors erupted into laughter, their amusement echoing off the walls. I stood there, bewildered by their reaction, feeling a mix of frustration and discomfort. Taking a step forward, I tried to regain their attention amidst the laughter. "What's funny about Brent being dead?" I exclaimed, my voice tinged with frustration.

In the match, Nathan was battling against someone named Michy. The fight was intense and fierce, which attracted many players to the scene. The two fought mercilessly for thirty minutes before it was over. A scream was heard and a player had died. The system prompted 'Nathan was killed'. Upon seeing that, everyone could not believe their eyes. Nathan had died... Nathan, the godly and undefeated character, had actually died? Where did Michy come from? Not long after, people were talking about this battle all over the world.

The past Luna was on the seat when Blake and I married, so how would I see war with her around? “Will he make it?” I whisper as I turn to Zane. His hands are still stained with blood, and he stares into space, probably hoping for a miracle like I am. “He has to,” Zane growls. I try to read his mind, and I can tell he is angry—he is angry at Rufus for not being a werewolf, and he swears to give him a second death if he dares die on him. ‘Who am I kidding?’ he exhales hard, and I reach for his hands.

POV: Rhea Mooncrest "MICAH!" Rhea’s scream was lost in the roar of the countdown. She watched as the man who had finally found his courage turned into a pillar of white ash. The loss hit her like a physical blow, and the "Void-taint" in her blood reacted with a violent, sympathetic resonance. The shadow-beasts around her went berserk, their protective wall breaking as they lunged at the Silverfang warriors. "It’s over, Rhea!"

The women must have noticed that I was beginning to lose consciousness because they immediately let go of my limp body. "Is she dead?" I faintly heard one of them ask, her voice a mixture of fear and panic. "Who cares... I'm sure Lord Darius and Lady Hilda wouldn't care. They'll even thank us for getting rid of this filth," another said casually. "Thank us!!! How idiotic can you be!? Half-breed or not, she's the daughter of The Great Rafael Bloom. And we've just killed her. Mere vampire maids. We'll be staked alive for this," another declared in panic, making the others start to panic as well, realizing what they had done.