Novel & Cerita Rwby Watches The Future Fanfiction

" she whispers in his ear. But things are not goes according to our plan and this is called Fate & Future...... || Flashback Ends ||

“Because it’s the unknown. What if I end up being something that I don’t want to be. What if I’m made to take over for my father and end up being a failure? What if I don’t end up with the one, I want more than life?” She quickly looks away from me at the last sentence I say. Her hand falling off of my arm leaving me cold and feeling unwanted for some reason. “I’m sure your future will be bright and extraordinary. You just have to get there.” I chuckle a little bit as I glance her way once more. “But I’m not there yet. Hey.” I say nudging her side. When she looks at me, I give her my most charming smile. “Let’s go for a run and forget about the future for the day. I don’t want to think about

Braylon’s simple response to my question made him frown. "What do you mean you can see it?" Braylon immediately grinned because of my question. "I can see the future." He answered like a fortune teller while acting like he was holding a crystal ball in both of his hands. I just shook my head and then turned away from him, but he seemed to turn into a tail as he followed me. I could hear him babbling but I didn't pay attention to it especially when Bryce got my attention. He's been looking at me for a while now because I can feel it and I don't know why he's just looking at me like that as if I'll do something bad. I try to ignore it but it affects me too much and makes me uncomfortable.

--- The overwhelming power had vanished. --- She was simply... --- Lyra. --- Nothing more. --- Nothing less. --- The realization made her smile. --- Ronan noticed. --- "What?" --- She looked toward the horizon. --- The future stretched endlessly ahead. --- Unknown. Unwritten. Beautiful. --- "I can finally live." --- The wind carried her words across the world. --- And for the first time— The future did not answer. --- Because no future existed yet. --- Only possibilities. --- Only choices. --- Only tomorrow.

THIRD PERSON ** VISION ** Emma watches as the events of the future play out in front of her as if she is a bystander. She watches as Prince Kiaan and Odette after marking each other complete the mating and bonding and notices the strange green glow that illuminates from Prince Kiaan’s body and then spreads over and through Emma until it settles in her lower abdomen.

⸻ 🌙 The Future The memory continued. ⸻ Nyra standing alone beside the ocean. 🌊 ⸻ Holding a silver book. 📖 ⸻ Inside the book… She saw the future. ⸻ Not one future. ⸻ Every future. ⸻ Millions. ⸻ Billions. ⸻ Trillions. ⸻ And every single one ended the same way. ⸻ Reality died. 💀 ⸻ The dream ended. ⸻ Everything vanished.

For the first time, she was really scared. The boy next to Mara became a chalk. “Oh no.” “What?” asked Noah. “That should not have happened.” “WAS shouldn’t have happened?” The boy showed the book. With trembling hand. “It has changed.” Silence. “What has changed?” The boy looked at Mara. Right in the eyes. “The future.” Mara felt her heart. “The future cannot be changed.” The boy smiled sadly. “But.” His gaze wandered to heaven from darkness. To the book. To Morrigan.

The look in his eyes was the same one he'd had when he confessed to me. A bouquet suddenly blocked my view. The guy holding it was way taller than me. "My name is Cole Clausen. Your future fiancé. Congrats on graduating." I smiled and took the flowers. "Want to take a picture?" The photo caught that exact moment. For the first time in forever, I posted. [Graduated. Going public. One like and we're getting married tomorrow.] Then I quietly liked it myself. *** Third-Person POV Joshua realized he'd forgotten to block Nellie from seeing his latest post.

" She left. The door clicked shut. Silence settled over the room. I touched my wrist lightly. Then I wrapped my arms around myself and drifted back to sleep. *** Third-Person POV Riverside Diner. Two women with identical faces sat across from each other. The air felt heavy. "You're saying you're me from ten years in the future. What happened to Wystan and me?" Future Leah met her gaze. "He died. Yesterday." Young Leah's fingers clenched instantly. Her nails dug into her palms until blood welled up.

“Why he acted so strangely around me after the bombing.” “Hm,” Troy grunted and gave me a sad little smile. “Why is this happening? Why would The Fates show you the future if we can’t change it?” “Because I asked. I told you before, knowing the future isn’t always a good thing.” “You hate me already,” I whispered in a hoarse voice. The tears were so close, and I just wanted to curl up into a little ball and die. I couldn’t stand the way Troy looked at me.