Sam Witwicky Death Novels & Stories

The world continued to spin, while mine had just collapsed. Santino was no more. And me… I had just lost more than a brother. ALAYA’S POINT OF VIEW. The noise from the television barely covered the heavy silence of the apartment. I hadn't really wanted to turn it on, but my fingers had acted alone, as if moved by a force I refused to name. “…death confirmed this morning of the famous mafioso Santino Ricci, the man whom justice has never been able to reach despite years of investigation. Found dead in his hospital room, he never woke up from the coma into which he had been plunged..."

"Dwight Bryans...place your weapon on the ground and step away. You are under arrest!" At the sound of Mack's voice Dwight jumped then quickly aimed the weapon towards him, but before he could get a shot off Mack fired. The bullet nailed him in the right shoulder, rendering his arm useless. "Officer, you are going to have to kill me because I WILL KILL YOUR PARTNER!" Before either of them could say anything else, Dwight was swept away by something. "What th-Sierra did you see that?!" Mack was sure that hsi mind was playing tricks on him but he couldn't explain where Dwight had gone!

I pant harshly once one swings at me, but I duck, and I turn to my side with an upcoming car in front of me to avoid getting hit. "What's going on?" She asks in a frantic tone. "Got two bogies in cars on my ass right now." "Well, I will make this quick," she inhaled and released. "Dr. Swanson is dead." "What?!" I yelled as I swung at one member, having him knocked out. I move my bike and pull him out of the car. "What do you mean dead?" "His son came to visit him today with his son, Felix, and found his dad died in his office with a flask in his hand."

she says "He-he wasn't a-all so awesome," I tell her "Did you shoot him?" She asks "N-no, I came home f-from college and he was here," I tell her honestly. "He was already gone when you got there?" She asks "Y-y-yes," Mika wrapped her arms around my waist pulling my back against her I turned around to hug her as we continued talking to the operator, telling her everything we knew. Eventually, we heard police sirens coming, "I'm going to hang up now, okay?" The lady asks

Kai explained. She pursed her lips, “That’s quite the problem. Have you all checked the human news? They report on those kinds of things all the time.” Kai walked over to his desk, pulling a laptop out and fervently typing away. A few seconds later, sound blared from the speakers, “Seattle businessman Abe Winters of Winters Enterprises has been found dead this evening. His death has been ruled a homicide and due to the nature in which his body was found, they are suggesting that it was a personal attack. A security guard at Winters Enterprises saw the suspect leaving on foot prior to being attacked himself. He is currently recovering in an undisclosed hospital here in Seattle. We will update

I whispered, she pulled away from the hug and she looks serious. "I need a name, now" she said. "Alex De la vin" I stated. "Is there more?" She asked as she grabbed a notepad and a pen. "You know Vicky? She left something behind, a diary of the reasons she committed suicide, she did it because she was ràped, by five people. Henry Dempsey, Chase Roderick, Christian Benetton and Miles Banks, but Miles isn"t in the case, he was threatened to ràpè Vicky or else his sister will get killed. But he went against them, so they ràped and killed his sister" I explained.

She gripped the edges of the paper so hard they crumpled, her eyes wide and unblinking, as if reading the words over and over would somehow change them. "Cause of death: blunt force trauma resulting in ruptured internal organs, fractures throughout the body, with the fatal injury to the skull. Date of death: June 18th, 2022." That was three days after I got out of prison. "According to the police report, Mr. Whitmore was beaten to death by the victim's family. They believed he was the one responsible for the accident." "That's impossible!" Serena screamed, sweeping the documents off the desk in one violent motion.

Mikel said. Fabian's instincts prickled. "What is it?" Vinnie asked. Mikel took a deep breath. "Santos is dead," he announced. Fabian's eyes widened. "What?" Vinnie exclaimed. Mikel's voice dropped to a whisper. "He was found hanging from his ceiling. Looks like a suicide." Fabian's mind reeled. Santos-the one person who could shed any light on De Silva's dealings. Gone. A cold sweat broke over Fabian's body.

He suddenly raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face. “So it was you who killed Estelle! “An eye for an eye. You deserve to die!” The sudden shift stunned everyone. Whitney panicked completely, waving her hands frantically. “No! I didn’t kill anyone! “I only wanted to teach her a lesson. Jake, I really didn’t kill her. You have to believe me!” Even the doctor stepped forward to explain carefully, “Mr. Field, please calm down. “Based on our preliminary assessment, we have not determined the exact cause of death yet, but we can confirm she did not die of starvation and the fatal injury was not caused by the whipping.”

"Don't... Elowen... don't do it." ​"He’s dying, Elowen," Silas whispered, the needle inches from my throat. "And if he dies here, in the First Life, he never becomes your Shield. He never saves you. He just becomes another body in the furnace." ​The countdown on the monitor hit 01:00. ​The girl on the table began to moan. Her fingers twitched. The violet light began to leak from her closed eyelids, a raw, unstable version of the power I carried.