Mikasa Death Stare Novels & Stories

​The face on the cracked secondary monitor didn't look human anymore. The white medical gauze wrapped around Marcus Kane’s skull was stained dark with a mixture of dried blood and stagnant trench water. Through the gaps in the linen, his single exposed eye bulged with a frantic, rhythmic twitch, staring straight through the static-heavy lenses of the camera array.

DEATHS ╔═══════════════╗ ♰ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ † Azazel Martinez (Mask) † Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ † Nina Marin (Allura's mother) † Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ † Asahi Suzuki † Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

The lifeless body of soldiers surrounded her, and I could see how she slaughtered them brutally. "Kill her, kill her, kill her." I heard the crowds chanting loudly. Their voices were so high that they nearly damaged my eardrum. I look around, wondering who they were referring to. That is when my eyes meet with that of a man. No, he looks more like a beast than a man. He had scars running across his face, and he was huge like a chimaera. He had a spear in his hand which I am sure he was about to use to finish Kira.

There’s a body lying on the ground next to Miko’s desk and I step into the room, even though I really just wanted to shut the door and walk away. But I had to see. “Fuck!” I groan with sickness as I study the body. “There’s no head.” I can’t tear my eyes away from the gross scene, yet from the corner of my eye, I see Mike looking around. “What are you looking for?” I whisper. No idea why I’m whispering but it just seems right. “The head.” He deadpans. “Is this Miko?” He asks, looking under the desk. I look at the headless figure heaped on the floor. I gag again. “I can’t tell. It looks like one of his suits but…” A rat covered in blood suddenly runs across my feet. I jump and squeal like a f

I've been here the whole time singing you a song I will carry you ------------------------------------------ MIKAEL I blinked and sat up slowly, leaning against the headrest with a lot of effort. I stared at Death, unable to wrap my head around what he'd just said. I still couldn't process it. "What? Surprised?" Death said and vanished out of sight. He appeared on the couch, his scythe still in his grip. "I don't understand" I said and he sighed.

he groans before snapping his fingers and we were back in Mika's house "Hehe," I grin before walking out of the bathroom with Death following and then stepping into Mika's room. I put my hands on Death's chest trying to push him out, but he smirked down at me standing up without even faltering a little. Before I was able to say anything, Death and I both ducked as a knife went flying over us. "Mika!" I shout turning around to her quickly, hoping that there are no more weapons in her assault. "Oh, I'm sorry," She says smacking my hand before knocking our fists, "Who's this?" She asks before looking at his face and jumping back

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.

I asked, "Ms. Castillo, can I see Chester?" Eleanor hesitated for a moment before nodding. "The accident was very severe. Mr. Paget's body had to be stitched back together. You should mentally prepare yourself…" She led me to the forensic room, where the air was thick with the acrid tang of disinfectant, the metallic tang of blood, and a nauseating undercurrent of decay that made my stomach churn. On the autopsy table lay Chester, covered in a white sheet. His form was barely recognizable as human. A blood-stained hand protruded from the sheet.

a small greeting came from the little maid who was so frightened every time Mike returned. "No need to feed me. I've already eaten," Mike said, walking away without even looking at the waiter. "Yes, sir." Mike climbed the stairs to the main room area. In a black room with a large mirror showing the installation of Paris, Mike took off his shoes and walked towards the window. How does it feel to be dead but not be able to die? That's how Mike felt. The murder he committed so that he could be caught and then killed, but what happened until this moment was that none of the security forces managed to catch him.

Kanzaki Precision… that revolutionary bearings tech company that got acquired after its founder died in a ‘car accident’. He turned sharply to Misaki. "You're Kanzaki's—" "Daughter," Misaki said quietly. "The unlucky kid who died on the way to see her dad in the hospital for the last time." The warehouse fell into heavy silence, the hum of the server racks the only sound. Misaki walked to the corner safe and typed in a code. "Wait…" Takuto frowned. "Is that… my grandpa’s birthday?" "No," Misaki replied coolly. "It’s the day my father died."