Novel & Cerita Star Wars Fanfiction Watching The Future

The stars spun slowly above us, but I wasn’t watching them. I was watching the future in his eyes.

I couldn't do anything, trapped by warriors. - Now do you understand? – Mary says to Romeo, leaving Julius surprised. – how is it possible for you to see him die and him to see you die? They are two different futures, but the one from Julius's I don't even think is a future. What he saw was his fear. The future is not defined, and if I know anything in this life... - he says, picking up the mirror and getting up to leave - Is that the future is a choice. Mary walks away and disappears into the trees, leaving everyone in silence.

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.

I’ve watched Back to the Future enough times to understand that knowing your future isn’t always the best. “Ally and I saw a lot of things when you accepted the invitation.” Adley admitted, tapping the tip of her acrylic against the wooden post on her bed. Her eyes were thoughtful, a look she had often. The times it crossed her face, it looked as though she weren’t here. Not entirely, anyway. “He was the one thing that remained the same. Always there, always watching as you fought your way through Iridian. Even in the bad futures…the ones where you didn’t make it, you weren’t alone. Even at the end, he was there during your final breaths.”

"What happened?" Her lips trembled. She looked into his eyes. The eyes she trusted more than her own. And whispered the words that terrified her most. "I saw a future." The King's expression darkened. "What future?" Aria's entire body shook. Because the vision still lingered. Still haunted her. Still felt possible. She swallowed. Then finally answered. "A future where I become the enemy." The silence that followed felt endless. Neither of them moved. Neither breathed. Because somewhere beyond the walls...

“You don’t know me yet.” “That’s the problem,” I whispered. “I’m starting to.” Silence settled between us, charged and fragile. I stepped back. “Rest. We’ll talk when you’re stronger.” As I turned to leave, he spoke again—barely above a whisper. “Selene… the bond didn’t just show memories.” I paused. “It showed a future.” I turned slowly. “…What future?” He held my gaze, eyes glowing faintly with the bond’s energy. “One where I die protecting you.”

“I imagine you’ve come to ask about your beloved Scarlett’s whereabouts.” “I have.” For once, his abilities felt useful rather than irksome. I didn’t have time to waste on conversation. “Please, tell me what you can see.” “Nothing.” I almost choked. “You – what? Nothing?” “There are too many possibilities right now. There is no single set future.” “Well – have you seen her? Talked to her?” I scrambled wildly for possibilities. I needed answers. “What are the futures like? Is she going to be okay?”

His gaze was set on the horizon, staring at the same bewitching blood moon. When I had my vision of Kian wearing a crown, I knew, once we got here - to Mint, everything would change. This is where it ended. I wasn't worried about getting pregnant, there were no children in our future. There was no 'us' in our future - We didn't have a future.

I found out I could see the future," I said "Really," Steven asked. "Yeah. I could see my father with Turner and Alicia at a young age. I saw Turner kill Gwendoline and lie to my dad and tell him that the White Wolf did it," I said "That is messed up," Steven replied "I know, but that isn't the only thing I saw. I also saw that future; in it, we are fighting with Rogues, Turner, Norman, and my dad. It was like we were in a war with trees on fire and dead bodies everywhere. Anya could see everything as well, and it was like we were in separate bodies," I said

Tay whispers in my ear, sending chills up and down my spine. “As much as I would love to help you, sister-in-law, but I don’t have a death wish,” Nate says while stealing Future’s sandwich without her even noticing. My lips form a smile. Future is playing with her drink’s straw—she looks like she is battling with her thoughts and I make a mental note to ask about what bothers her later on. “Death wish?” I ask.