Naruto Dying Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Failed. The edges of my vision blurred, dark shadows curling in from all sides like smoke. I was going to die like this. Not in battle. Not fighting. Not even from the scars of what they’d done to me before. No. I was going to die wanting. Pathetic. The last thing I saw before the darkness claimed me… was someone moving toward me. A shadow. A figure stepping through the mist curling around my vision. Not Ronan. Someone else. **********

I didn’t want to die and even if I wanted to , it wasn’t going to now . It seems like Nate realized what he was doing because the next moment he released his grip on my neck . I crashed out loudly , as I fell to the floor while trying to get my breath , I felt like I died . Nate walked away from me , his hands on his head as he walked around frantically , he looked confused and sorry but I am not buying any of this . This is one of the reasons why I can never love him. He acts like a monster and just now , he just showed me that he can never change .

“I don’t give a damn about the ritual anymore. I’m just going to enjoy killing you.” Blood rises in my throat, and I cough violently, my hands trembling as red spatters the dirt beneath me. The world blurs. “Aria… Aria, no… please… don’t kill her…” Lucas groans from where he lies on the ground. He tries to rise, his muscles straining, but his body barely lifts an inch. I try to summon power, to fight back, but I’m fading fast. My strength is gone. My body feels like it’s sinking into the earth. This is it. I’m dying.

Blood burned in my veins, every instinct as Alpha screaming at me to eliminate every single threat standing in this clearing. Across the grove, standing near the shadow of the ancient pines, Ronan watched the massacre unfold with a cool, unbothered expression. He held his silver-topped cane in one hand, his dark eyes fixed not on his dying men, but on the gaping black hole in the earth where the stone slab had collapsed. “Fascinating,” Ronan said softly, his voice carrying over the groans of his fallen soldiers. “You two actually make a decent team when you are not whining about your father.”

She screamed as she shuddered from the full force of the pain. This must be what dying felt like, she thought. This was not how her life was supposed to end, she thought wistfully. She spared a prayer for her parents and her soul before she took solace in the darkness that beckoned to her. * * * “It is done.” Nick said somberly. “Let's get out of here. Take Dani, we don't have a lot of time.” Trent and Oz solemnly obeyed him. * * *

I am here on a mission and that is to kill but it is for later, right now I can feel my life slowly slipping away from me and all I can do is think about master Athan. Maybe this is the day I die but how I wish I can see him one more time before I die. Call me crazy but this is how much I am in love with my mate. “Are we going to let her die?” I hear Katana ask. “What do you think?” Derrick responds as he stands up from his chair and walks up to Nara who didn’t even know what to do and he snatches the dagger from her, “you really want to live, huh?” He asks her.

Sabrina was slowing dieing, Nara seemed to be doing everything in the wrong way as she wanted and making the pain unbearable for Sabrina. Sabrina's eyes were bloodshot as her coughed out something that should be blood but it sure didn't look like blood. Nara finally decided to kill her finally, Nara placed her hands on Sabrina's head and did some incantations that made Sabrina scream, but her screams came out as whispers before she then died and Nara burnt her body.

I nod approvingly. I mostly do want to get the fuck out of here, but my heart can’t leave until I know he’s dead. I sigh and strike a match, lighting the whole pack on fire and dropping it inside. His eyes go wide with the realization he’s about to really and truly die. That fear on his face is priceless to me. I never dreamed I’d get this chance. I’ve always assumed I’d be stuck with the memory of him attacking me and never have closure. The fear would plague me for the rest of my life, even now that I have a mate.

I rammed into Gamma James with enough strength to shove him away and catch Zane, sitting on the ground with him. I pressed my trembling hands to his wound, trying to stop the blood. It kept coming. “Please help me. Zane needs to stay alive,” I choked out. “It's no use. The blade was poisoned. He's going to die.” Zane wheezed, his face contorted in agony. His blood-soaked hand reached out to touch my cheek, stared at me, his lips moved, and the words poured out softly from his mouth. “I'm sorry.” His hand fell back down, and he took one last gasp, then he went still.

I pressed both hands against my face and cried so hard that my chest hurt. "Ember!" Nara's voice reached me through the haze. Moments later she was kneeling beside me. Her hands hovered helplessly over my shoulders. "Ember, what's wrong?" I laughed bitterly through my tears. What wasn't wrong? My mate was dying. The person he trusted most was destroying him. A prophecy claimed he would die tonight or probably anytime soon. And somehow I was tangled up in all of it. I wiped furiously at my face. "I'm tired." The confession came out broken. "So tired."