React To Death Battle Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Alpha screams in anguish, his cries echoing throughout the room. “You devil,” he roars. “How dare you murder my beloved daughter?” Alpha lunged at me, his face red with rage. “You have no right to kill Elena. I’m going to kill you.” He attacks me. I smirk. I can’t wait to have a proper fight with him. I dodge his attacks with ease, reveling in the fight's thrill. He’s strong, but I can tell I’m much more powerful. I know with one swift blow, I can end this battle. He believes I am still the same girl he wanted to murder back then. I laugh at his naivety. I keep avoiding his attacks, and he becomes more furious than before.

“Dad you can tell me. I won’t say anything.” “I know sweetheart and I appreciate you waiting until it was just us.” He says calm but a troubled look on his face. “Training is going well, not as young as I once was but your old man can still get after it.” He pauses briefly but continues, “Mia, you know we met Austin and I to discuss the terms of the fight. I’ll be honest with you I think he doesn’t want to go through with it but what’s done is done and he challenged me in public. The terms we came to were one must get the other to submit or to the death. Seeing as I am a Beta and he is now an Alpha that really only leaves the one option.”

“Your death will fuel my rebirth. Every bit of power you possess, every gift you've gained — it will all become mine. And your precious mates get to watch.” Through our fading bond, I felt Kane and Zane's desperate approach. Their rage and terror washed over me as they finally reached the clearing's edge. I forced myself to stand straight, meeting Azrael's gaze without flinching. If this was my end, I wouldn't face it with fear. Wouldn't give him that satisfaction. “Even if you kill me,” I spat, “others will rise. You'll never win.” “Brave words from a dead woman.” Azrael raised his hands, dark magic gathering like a storm. “Let's test that theory, shall we?”

"Shut up right now! Do you not know what a death match is? The moment the death match starts, both of you have to go on the stage! It will be a fight to the death. Unless someone dies, the match won't end! "How old are you right now? Can you stop throwing tantrums like a kid? Why do you need to personally fight him? Can you stop causing so much trouble? Do you not know how important your life is? Why are you trying to fight to death against an alchemist from Hestia Continent? How could you do something like that?" Rudy was more and more unhappy when he heard that. Everything that guy said had been insulting Fane's worth. He was crossing the line.

And the only reason she knew that was because she watched that animation. This, however, was different, when Toph attacks, her opponents are still alive after each hit, but not in this case. Several sharp edges of rocks were created, and bodies were actually hagging from them. It looked like Vlad the Impaler's front yard, but this was not the heads of his enemies it was the actual bodies. The ground absorbs the blood flowing out from their hanging bodies. Serena’s inside was quaking with fear as the understanding of his nickname “Death” took a whole different meaning. He was Death, and from the looks of the bodies impaled on those rock stakes, he earned it.

I said to him, trying to cheer him up, but he shook his head in disagreement, walking over to the pillar as he rested his back. "We are not making a way forward because Darius is dead, and I feel like I'm going to be dying anytime soon. It is this duel that is going to be my way to death," he said, and I shook my head in disagreement. "Ryan You are not going to die. Believe me, you will not die. You're going to fight this duel, you're going to take the Ashmoon Pack away from Arnon, and no one is going to kill you." She said it to me, but I knew that was just what she wanted to say; it was not the truth. The truth was obvious, and it was the fact that my fate with Darius was entwined, and as

They had yet to feel the pain of being burned alive. "Bertha, this was your own choice." With that, I hung up. I felt nothing. When I went downstairs, I saw a group of people waiting there. The moment they saw me, tears sprang up in their eyes. The faces were familiar. They were the same people who, in my previous life, had burned me to death. Back then, they had stood there expressionlessly as they watched me scream in agony in the flames. This time, their faces were filled with gratitude.

🖱️Jayden🖱️ Death was the least thing I imagined when I stepped into the supernatural world. I thought the worst case scenario would be fights, powers going out of control, maybe the council breathing down my neck. I did not think I would be standing in a room with the two people I love most while discussing which version of my death sounded less tragic. That was not on my bingo card.

[Primus] It has been three days since I felt my mate die. As I move through my day every moment I felt bleeding through our bond replays in my mind, unforgettable in horror. She died scared and alone, burned alive on a throne of gold, unable to fight for herself or our little ones nestled deep inside her as they burned to a crisp all for the sake of her power-thirsty sisters and their unrelenting desire to rule the world. They will die first.

I stood up instantly, ready to burst out of my room. The moment I reached the door, I saw the comments turning blood red. "Ahhhh!" "Another player died!" "Serves her right! She was the one who harmed others first!" "This is so terrifying! Oh my god, I got goosebumps all over my skin! I knew it! Befriending NPCs will only lead to gruesome deaths!" "But why didn't he kill Arabella? Could it be that…" "Holy shit! Dude, I'm all for them being together now!"