Naruto Kills The Council Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The three Council members who wanted absolute death are gone, absorbed by Original Death. The four who wanted evolution are unmade. There is no Death Council anymore, just me and Anna and the broken system we created. My sons are surrounding Alistair’s body crying and I can’t comfort them because I’m destroyed myself. The Totality is damaged from Original Death’s partial absorption, flickering between states. And the Shepherds are watching all of this with satisfaction.

"I would say you have to get it under control. And I mean that most seriously." "Or else what?" Because she seemed quite frantic. She bowed her head. "Or you will quietly disappear." For a moment, he said nothing, stunned by her words and wondering if he misunderstood. "What do you mean by disappear? Will you have me locked away?" "No. You wouldn't get a cell. You should know the council prefers a more permanent solution to feral situations." The implication slapped him, and he snapped back in his chair. Had she seriously said they'd kill him? She'd know, wouldn't she? After all, they'd sent her to deal with him. "They want to kill me."

The Moon Goblets exploded the moment my parents raised them for the ceremonial toast. Red wine mixed with Firethorn extract burst across my mother's face, soaking the dress she had spent months preparing for my Marking Ceremony. My father threw himself in front of her. He slipped on the shattered crystal, crashing to the floor as broken glass sliced deep into his palm. Evelyn Ashcroft smiled. "Oh, Moon Goddess. I didn't expect the trick goblets to go off so easily!" She wore a pale gold dress that looked far more suitable for a Luna than an Alpha’s assistant. "They look like they crawled out of a rogue camp." My whole body shook with rage. Evelyn blinked at me, looking perfectly innocent. "Y

Losing her felt like losing a piece of myself. But she was right about one thing. People kept dying around me. Maybe she was safer away from the pack. Away from me. Lucian appeared in the doorway. "The Council wants to speak with you." My stomach dropped. The Supernatural Council. The governing body that oversaw all non-human species. They only got involved when things went very wrong. "About what?" "The battle. The deaths. The human authorities asking questions. Take your pick." "Great. Because that's exactly what I need right now."

“I will get together with Nick and get a plan together so we can protect you, once we know more about what you are and what the Council wants with you if they know what you are.” “How do we know the Council wants anything to do with me?” “Because they sent a letter to your parents remember?” “Yeah, I remember, but they didn’t do anything about me after they were killed? I spoke with the Council after they died, and they weren’t interested in me then so I doubt there is anything they want with me.” She said shrugging her shoulders. “I think you two are wrong on what you think I am.” “Well let’s hope we’re wrong, that way we don’t have to worry about the Council coming and stealing you away fr

I turned my head back to the council members, then I walked towards dad. “Dad… you don’t have to listen to them… you know that you can kill all of them and change the council members… your time’s precious enough to waste it in a meeting that doesn’t need to have a few more days to discuss… Marcus’ judgement was clear and it was done by process… if they do not accept their defeat, then kill them all,” I told him, then looked at the council members with my menacing look and smirking a little. “Do you want anything, my dear?” he asked.

I glanced at Dearil, and the manic look in his eyes told me he didn't give two fuck about whatever or whoever the council was. His hold tightened on her throat. "How about I double the number of my kill then"

he said. A murmur rolled through the crowd, but it was not fear. It was anticipation. Ronan continued, his gaze sweeping across faces, warriors, healers, hunters, mothers, elders who had never touched power, and wolves who had once served it. “The council system is dismantled,” he declared. “Not temporarily. Not until the next crisis. Not until someone grows hungry for control.” His voice hardened. “Permanently.” A few wolves exhaled sharply, as if they had been holding their breath for years.

I knew what she had to hear to understand the tenacity of this whole situation. “ The council is looking for the alpha killer.” Her whole body froze as she looked up at me. “And… and what does it have to do with me?” “Enough of pretending, we both know that it was you who was killing. You fuking killed one tonight. Sure the council doesn’t know that it was you who did it…yet.” She doesn’t need to know that I had made sure that no one would trace the killings to her. “But what will happen when the deaths will be traced back to you, what the? Are you going to kill them then? We both know that you would die trying just as hundreds before you did.”

“Yes, baby. The real home.” Selene tugs Ryland’s sleeve. “Will you read us the wolf story? The one with the brave Luna?” His throat bobs. “Every night.” --- **Extended Scene 2: The Council’s Judgment** The packhouse is a cacophony of snarls and accusations. Elders Marus and Lira kneel before the council, their human frailty on full display. “Death is too kind,” spits a warrior, his mate’s scars fresh from elder-sanctioned raids.