Rwby Death Battle Novels & Stories

Then, after a long, tense moment, he nods. Ryker swallows, schooling his features into a mask of indifference. “So be it,” he says. But his voice isn’t confident anymore. A gong sounds, signaling the beginning of the battle. I step onto the battlefield, the crimson light of the blood moon bathing me in its glow. I will end this. Not just for myself. But for every omega, every forgotten soul who was told they were too weak to fight back.

The force cracked the earth beneath it. Behind me, someone shouted, “The Luna!” But I didn’t care. I kept moving - weaving through warriors, striking at anything that wasn’t ours. Sable fought with me, her instincts guiding my limbs, our shared rage feeding the storm growing in my chest. More came. Too many. Kira fell beside me, blade flashing. Rylan had shifted, tearing through two creatures at once. But for every one we killed, three more took their place. And still, the warlock stood untouched. I had to reach him. I didn’t know how, but something in me whispered that this battle wouldn’t end unless I will finish it.

“I don’t know all the details surrounding his death, but I know Bradley attended Alpha Academy. Not only that, but he won during an Alpha Fest.” That caught my attention. “He’s older than Caleb then?” “Yes,” Wyatt answered. “By a few years.” I stared at the ceiling, thinking. “How did he die then?” Wyatt remained quiet. I looked back at him. “Were the two of them acquainted?” He nodded again. “It would appear so. The Midnight Eclipse Pack and the Carnage Pack were always close despite being rivals.” That sounded strange already. Rivals rarely became close, unless they were secretly lovers. In this case, I don’t think that applied to them.

Hence your battle with Kyle is crowned with you as the winner,' he stated. Suzanne couldn't stop her wide grin. Man, was she lucky! 'And since Ryan Ziantez and Caleb Marsh had been shot, both will be given a pass too, however Andrew Frankstin and Lucas Will who remains standing will have the last battle. Their battle shall hold and the total counting shall rest on their shoulders.' The Tifex announced. 'So can Andrew and Lucas step forward?' The Tifex gesticulated. 'Goodluck!' Suzanne said. He walked past her. 'I don't need luck,' he replied nonchalantly.

It felt like an insult to the warriors, that Layla was not even looking at them as she beat them up, because she was dead on glaring at their Alpha. Rhea was breezing through the warriors like they were made of snow, scattering and throwing them in all directions with the powerful, dangerous and intricate moves of her Dance of Death fighting style. At some point, some of the warriors recognized it and began running in another direction. Deserting the Alpha in battle was treason, and that was out of the question, so they instead began to charge at Layla. Since she seemed younger, and thus, less dangerous. It was like feeding chicks to the snakes.

And with a small voice that no one could hear, she added, "It all depends on the Fates." "Winner! Zabdiel Lewelyn!" ~O~O~O~ The rounds continued until there were only nine of them. Zabdiel, Barbie, Kieran, Clive, "Bloom", a Fire Kryst named Ine, a Water Kryst named Ylena, Crystal Kryst Thēna, and a Shadow Kryst named Saito. Zabdiel and Ine went first. The Fire Kryst was stronger and wiser, he defeated Zabdiel in a short time span. Thankfully, Zabdiel was not injured so much.

Dane’s POV The fight that felt like it had taken days to finish, was finally over. Raya was safe and in my arms once more as we stared out onto the bloody field. I knew we had a lot to clean up, but for just a minute I was able to hold Raya close. The effects of the necklace that Blake had gifted me before the fight were starting to wear off, causing me to feel the insane need to be wrapped around my mate. She stared out at all the deceased, feeling their deaths deep in her soul. I knew it was affecting her greatly, especially Barrett’s.

The battlefield, now hushed by the gravity of the moment, bore witness to a selfless act of courage. As Rylan's life force ebbed away, Luna cradled him with a tenderness that transcended the chaos around them. The weight of his sacrifice sank in, and Luna's heart swelled with a mixture of sorrow, gratitude, and an unspoken promise to honor his sacrifice. Meanwhile, Alpha Burst, alerted by the sudden shift in the battle, rushed to Luna's side. His eyes widened as he took in the scene—the fallen Rylan, Luna's grief-stricken expression, and the lingering threat of the unseen assassin.

He could sense farther than I could. "Hmm… Going as I expected," he said, "the enemies split into two to attack from the front and from behind. So, the battle team had to split into two as well. But it seems a powerful werewolf went into battle and eliminated the twenty-five enemies approaching from the back." "What? Who on earth could that be?" I freaked out, "Twenty-five men defeated by one man. That's incredible!" "There's is power in this pack, aside from you and Darian," Ruya said, "Darian isn't even powerful. He's getting rusty in his skills because he relies so much on his immortality. But he may likely die at the weapon he wields."

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m