Tf2 Endings Novels & Stories

A broken scream tore from my throat. “Mom!” The flesh on my hands was shredded. Even that pain was nothing compared to the pain in my heart. Memories of all the sweet moments I once shared with Suzanna flashed through my mind. Regret and hatred twisted inside me until I coughed up blood and collapsed. As my consciousness faded, I whispered, “Suzanna, from this moment on, we mean nothing to each other anymore.”

Hahahaha. When Stella gives her husband a blow job apology. Haha. Just kill me. Thank you all for reading TAKEN, if you have any questions. Click on this line and ask them. Love you all. From : Hedi_mahlo Signed 2021

It’s how I deal, and I know it’s not healthy. I just don’t see the point in investing more. “Are you hungry?” I continue. “I have leftover tacos in the fridge.” “Yeah. Sure.” He sinks back down, shoulders twitching up and down. Hurrying into the kitchen, I take Quinn’s leftovers that she couldn’t finish and pop them in the microwave. I move back, needing to keep Bobby in my line of sight. He leans back on the couch, and I can’t tell if he’s twitching or shivering. The microwave beeps, and I grab the tacos and go back to the living room. Bobby looks at the plastic take-out container and narrows his eyes.

Peace is all that matters, Clara. Those were his words, and now look where that brought him, brought me. Why did you marry me to that animal, father? The one standing at the center watching everyone like he owns them. Soon his Luna joins him, whispering something in his ear. And when he looks at me again, his eyes burn with anger. Yes, I did spit on your fucking Luna. If my hands were free, I would show him a fuck off sign too. “Finish it.” The Gamma steps forward, and then in a blur of a moment he turns into a full wolf, bones cracking, flesh shifting with a sickening sound.

Veil tried to draw her weapon, but Grant crashed through the wall and tackled her into the ice. It was chaos. Electric. Violent. Final. Daniel broke free, racing toward the console. Aria followed. “No more games, Daniel!” she shouted. “This ends here!” Daniel turned to face her, breathing hard. “You think you’ve won?” She aimed. “I know I have.” The shot rang out. He dropped. Veil screamed. The countdown hit zero. PROMETHEUS TERMINATED The lights dimmed. The war… was over. ~~*~~

She collapsed against him, clinging desperately, sobbing into him. I forced my gaze away. My chest clenched, but I buried it deep, deep where no one could see. It didn’t matter what I felt. She was safe. That was all that mattered. But Tiffany wasn’t done. Her voice cut through the air like shattered glass. “You fools think you’ve won,” she spat, her eyes wild. “You think this game ends here?” Her hand whipped to her side, pulling a gun from her belt. “No!” I shouted, but it was too late.

"Now, all I can do is to make sure you enjoy every last bit of time you have." He gracefully took a toy that still smelled like strawberry from the paper package, and handed it to her, "I kept it safe like you asked me, but I think it's time for this one to return to your side." "A lot of things have happened, I can't believe I will be able to see you again." Serine said, examining the outdated toy. Its pink and white paint are now heavily discolored, and the remaining pinkish-white powder has clumped together and turned ashen grey.

He was reaching for me, his tattered wings beating against the silver mist, but the distance between us was widening as the engine prepared for the final compile. "Zora!" he screamed, his voice being swallowed by the roar of the "Genesis" engine. The viewscreen of the vault didn't flash [REFORMATTING] or [RESET]. It flashed a single, terrifying line of text: [COMPILE COMPLETE. REGION: LAGOS MAINLAND DELETED. TARGET: NEW EDEN AUTHORIZED.]

His eyes widened, realization dawning on him that his end was near. He let out a weak laugh. "This...this isn’t over.” With one last burst of energy, he shifted back to human form, collapsing in defeat beneath me. Suddenly, a blast of dark energy erupted from the far edge of the field, and I caught a glimpse of Tiffany herself, her eyes glowing with an unnatural light when she pushed forward, his aura radiating with an ominous power. Behind her, more shadows emerged—rogues, humans, and mutated hybrids—a twisted army under her control.

I can’t give up! “No! No! Please, Lane!” I begged. I gave him my last breath, and I’m starting to doze off. I can’t feel my body anymore, and I have failed. I slowly dropped on the ground, my eyelids getting heavy by every second. And before my body gave up, I heard a cough, a gasp for air, and I felt him finally move.