Shikamaru's Dad Death Novels & Stories

“And I don’t have anywhere else to go, either. So no, I won’t be leaving… But thanks for ruining my reputation within the first week of my return. I guess how that will affect me doesn’t matter to you, does it?” Nathan gave me a puzzled look. “What about your dad?” he asked quietly. My eyes widened at Nathan’s question. “My dad?” I whispered. Already, I could feel tears beginning to well up in my eyes just at the thought of my dad. “Do you not know?” Nathan looked at me for several moments, still with that puzzled look on his face, before he slowly shook his head. “No,” he replied. “Why? Did something happen?” Once again, I scoffed at my childhood friend’s idiotic ignorance. “Gamma Kamran di

He breathed in deeply, as though he was remembering memories he would have preferred not to remember. His eyebrows were furrowed so closely together that Kit wanted to tell him, “Never mind, let’s not talk about it if it pains you to do so.” But before he could speak, P’Kim beat him to it. “P’Kla was with my father, when he… when he died in battle with our enemy clan.” Kim’s voice tightened, but he didn’t look particularly sad. Instead, it seemed like he was just reciting a fact, one that was difficult to say aloud.

“Maybe... maybe he said it because of his dad. Maybe he was forced to—” “No!” I cut her off, shaking my head violently. “It doesn’t fucking matter. He lied to me! First about Serena being his fiancée—” “What?” Mia looks like I just slapped her. “And his dad…” My voice falters, but I push through. “His dad killed my parents.” Mia blinks, her shock giving way to disbelief. “That can’t be right. Your parents… they died by accident, trying to help that traitor from Shadow Pang Pack. That arrow wasn’t even meant for them—”

"Dad, don't do anything rash. I'll go beg Marcus for mercy." There was a bitter laugh on the other end. "Marcus can barely protect himself now. The council's moving against him too. Dad is sorry he failed you." "Dad, what do you mean? Dad!" After saying this, her father dropped the phone and shot himself in the head. The silver bullet pierced through his brain, and he collapsed to the ground from the roof of their pack house. Rose screamed desperately into the phone, but it was useless. "Dad! DAD! No, no, no!"

One might wonder why a little boy was unfazed by the death of his father. Especially when the man is someone you have looked up to all your life. Little Satake watched his father succumb to the gash the battle-ax had caused him. As a thick crimson liquid coated the floor Chase had slumped on, Satake watched in horror as his father slowly breathe his last. Any other child would have been driven to a frenzy of madness. But for Satake, this was no different from a regular day and this was definitely not the first time the young child had seen someone die. A week before, it has been someone his age. His mother had indoctrinated in his mind as a young child that death was inevitable. As individua

The next morning, I wake up and get ready to help mom at Father's business. Father owns one of the biggest shopping malls in the world, as well as the only shinigami company in the world. Father is paired with the God of death so he can freely communicate with other shinigami easily. Mom is a spiritualist but can't really communicate with shinigami well, which is why she wants us to help. Kaname and I can freely see and speak with shinigami, making the job easy for us. Sometimes people can't see their own shinigami so they would come to the shop and see if they have one.

"I am sorry son, I just received a phone call from the hospital, your mother just passed away" "No, Father it can't be" he shouts while everyone in the class murmurs. "What is it?" "What's going on?". "He seems to have heard bad news". Sakiko gets up and was about going out of the class when Sasuke walks in. "Sasuke, what's wrong, why the shout?"

Yang Xiao's last look was reflected in his pupils and there was no change. Miyamoto Tianye was so shocked that he could hardly sit still. He murmured, "Zheng Er is the strongest person in his generation in the whole Miyamoto family. In front of Yang Xiao, he was killed without even having a chance to fight back?" All the direct descendants of Miyamoto were stunned! Their family master, Miyamoto Shinji, who was at the peak of the middle stage of the Martial God, was killed by Yang Xiao. Miyamoto Shinji, the family master, died!

“You don’t have a say if my disciple deserved to die or not. The same goes for Country H’s laws!” “Only I have the right to decide that!” “I don’t care about the grudge between you two. But since you’re the one who killed my disciple from the Shinkage Way, you’re going down with him!” Harvey chuckled and shifted his gaze toward Daito, still calm. “What about you? Are you here to represent the Shindan Way?” he asked, interested. “If I remember correctly, your father Akio threatened to kill me in Mordu.” “It’s been a long time, but why haven’t I heard from him?”

It’s only then that I notice a figure to my right, none other than Uncle Zuko. He is standing only a few feet away, his tall frame leaning against the wall. His hands are in his pockets, and he has his ever-stoic expression on his face. He is just staring at Mommy, his eyes not leaving her. “Uncle Zuko, what happened to Daddy?” I ask through light sobs. “There was an accident. Your father’s car was blown up, right after the Alpha meeting.” He states without batting an eye. Then why was he already here? Why was he not with Papa?