Regular Show Death Bear Novels & Stories

Travis's voice trembled with disbelief, his brow furrowed with grief. "See, Travis? I told you! She faked her death—this was all a setup! And you got so sick over this vindictive woman!" After I "died," Travis had fallen into a deep depression, becoming seriously ill. The story had gone viral, with photos of Travis looking frail in his hospital bed. His eyes hollow, whispering, "I don't want anyone else, just Sarah. I'd trade my life for hers. I'd do anything if she could just be alive again."

"If I wanted to see a clown I would go to the circus, and if you were going for a slutty look let me tell you you need at least ten pounds less and tons of makeup to look anything remotely attractive." "What the hell is wrong with you?" I snarled, not believing my own ears. Bear was usually nasty and a dick, but it was more like pranks on the background or name calling when they cross paths. It'd been a while since he openly approached her. Especially after the whole New Year scene. As far as I know, this was the first time they were talking ever since, and he was doing this?

I heard the clicking of camera shutters, but no one called the ambulance. My blood drained dry. My body became cold. Finally, Yvette Skye was no more. I died all alone at the corner of the street. No one cared. My corpse was not a pretty sight. My eyes were wide, unseeing, and there was a large hole in my stomach. My legs were twisted together. One of my arms was flung by the side of the road. My legs were useless now. I was ugly. No wonder the little girl cried. Floating in the air, I stared at my mutilated corpse.

“I am Mr. Olsson, and on behalf of the town of Pukkitunturi and all its neighboring villages, I wish to express our deepest gratitude for your slaying the Great Beast, the Devil of the Snow Peaks: Akuma.” Mr. Olsson pointed to the lifeless body of the bear slumped quite a ways from where Aki and Temujin had camped. They all at once remembered the cave being on top of a small hill. At the foot of that hill, more of the fell’s denizens were either riding the bear’s dead body or posing between it and a wet plate camera.

“I love you so much.” We kiss, and cuddle up, both knowing that this might actually be our last moments together. I’ll do everything in my power to make sure they’re not, but both of us have seen enough death, enough loss, enough plans falling apart, that we’re both all too aware of the reality. Then we smell the cooking fire. The bears are awake and making breakfast. It’s time for me to start putting my plan into motion. “Hey! Hey! Bear guy! Alpha bear! Hey!” I start banging on the side of the trailer, shouting out through a slightly open seam in the metal panels. “I need to talk to you!”

“ Archer said. They both turned another and became running as the bear started chasing them. " I shouldn't have shouted. “ Rosemary whispered. " Yes you shouldn't have. “ The bear kept chasing them deep into the forest until they came to a darker part of the forest then it stopped. " Why did it stop? “ Archer asked. " Because it knows it doesn't have to kill us. We'll be dead anyway in the forest of the dead. “ Rosemary sighed. " We're in the forest of the dead? “ " Yes. That bear is the gate keeper of the forest. "

Three days later, they made it back to Dmitri's territory. It took an extra day because they wanted Tyboll traveling with them. The ceremony for the two dead bears would be the following night. The claws of Hunter and his fallen brother were brought from South America, but that was all they had left. Nikka had lived with death her entire life. After the night of mourning spent under the stars, to live a life without threat didn't seem real. "How are you, kotika?"

It was comfortable enough, comforting even. My feet decided to come forward to let me have a glimpse of the seemingly unconscious bear. I wasn’t sure whether it was dead, or simply lying there knocked out. I watched it silently as the air around it pulsates slightly, like the sound of heartbeat declining in the monitor and I wait. Wait until the sound of its slow breathing reduces into nothingness. I was now standing just in front of the damn bear, right where my feet would be at reach, but it stays completely still and renders me shocked. My knees began to feel weak and I felt my body slide down to the ground beside it, clutching my backpack as I sat there stupefied, staring in utter disbel

I prayed, I thought of my family and I stood still prepared for the end. Arms raised me and I kept staying still. Maybe if they thought I was already dead, they were going to leave me alone. That was a very good option. Isn't that what you do in the event of a bear attack? Well... a killer is just like a bear. -Riding Hood, open your fucking eyes.- Okay. Now I did tremble like jelly abandoned in the middle of a hurricane. He had me- You have three seconds before I force you to open them and I don't want games- He was neither the good G nor the idiot. It was the G ready to kill, so like a doll, I opened them.- Very good. You're alive- He threw me on the bed and left. Was it just like that?

Next, the bear howled in anger and slapped the dumbfounded warrior away. With a loud bang, half of the warrior's body was shattered and drenched in blood. As his body flew out, countless drops of blood sprayed in mid-air. The man died just like that. As the White-Necked Talons Bear was stabbed, the remaining White-Necked Talons Bears were also angered, and they roared wildly as they charged at the remaining crowd with full force.