The Outsiders Who Dies の小説・ストーリー

One seemed to be dead and the other was still alive, but was angrily shouting at the people below. “Why are you doing this?” Elise screamed at the townsfolk below. “We did not do anything wrong!” But they were not listening. She saw how they let poor Ida die tied up on the stake. She did not even need the fire to burn her. Her weak heart gave up before it reached her. It was sad to see her die, but she still considered it a blessing that she did not suffer.

Fuck, he was dying. "Get that motherfucker, Maxim. Kill him. For me." I nodded, watching him struggle to keep his eyes open. "Tell... Don." He coughed on more blood. "Don?" I volleyed my gaze between the dying agent in the passenger seat, too hardened to be freaked out about the violence and gore, and the road. I scanned the mirrors, keeping an eye out for any other scouts who'd shoot me. "Don Freemen." He gagged. Blood and bile spilled out onto his lap. "My... my..."

Her voice was a little shaky, but I held on. Jax? She waited in front of me as I opened it. [Sweet, Sweet Scarlett, nice hairdo. I want you to walk your fine legs down to the black van ahead quietly. You scream, the girl and your sister die. You walk away, the girl and your sister die. You try to call anyone, the girl and SOPHIE die. I have a red mark targeted to her head, SOPHIE is with us as well. You may take a look at the back and see. You have five minutes. You move slow. Your sister and the girl die.]

She just turned on her heel and walked away, her boots crunching through the spreading pool of blood like it was nothing. I couldn’t breathe. I Could Not Breathe. “What the fuck—” I gasped, stepping backward, nearly tripping over my own feet. “What the fuck was that?!” Hoodie Guy’s expression didn’t change. He looked at the dead man, then at the brunette, and finally, back at me. “Bad timing,” he told me quietly. “Bad—?!” My voice cracked. “Someone just—she just killed him!” He sighed, like I was overreacting. “Yeah. That tends to happen in situations like this.”

The officer’s expression was grim. Zachary immediately stopped in his tracks, his face turning ice-cold. Nick had only just decided to see him, and now he was dead? The timing was far too perfect. “How did he die?” Zachary asked quietly. “Poison. A high concentration of lidocaine,” the officer said heavily. Zachary’s heart jolted. David Sanders had died from lidocaine. Olivia had also died from lidocaine. And now there was Nick Paterson.

She raised her hand, signaling for the executioner to proceed with the punishment. The executioner, a grim figure clad in black, stepped forward with the gleaming sword. The crowd fell into a heavy silence, knowing that there was no turning back now. Lucius, as the overseer of the execution, stood with a resolute expression, his duty clear despite the heaviness in his heart. As the blade fell, a collective gasp rippled through the crowd. Alpha Nyx and Lord Randall's heads rolled to the ground, and the courtyard was filled with a profound and somber silence.

Noah held out his hand to help his father up. Dustin crashed with the pile of rubble before it crushed him underneath. The dust made it hard to see Dustin. The world went serene for a moment except for Ophelia’s loud heartbeats. She thought it ended, that he was lying in the end. He is just a human who died under the rubble. She didn’t get to celebrate for long when she heard the rustling from his direction. Dustin was a silhouette behind the dust. Ophelia swore she saw him smirk.

The last sentence was said in a sing-song voice, making me want to pull their vocal cords out. I narrowed my eyes through the blindfold, hoping that my glare was strong enough to kill this person. "Oh, cut the chase, whoever you are! I know you're not Dylan. He is dead. So who are you?" "You know about his death, huh? That's... unexpected. But nice. Do you want to know a secret though?" I felt hot breath near my ear as they whispered. I refrained myself from puking in disgust as the person added, "I killed him, with my bare hands. Poor man was so thin that he was out in a couple of minutes I strangled him."

Making the four of them to walk quickly towards the underground exit where Fairy their N-sprinter van was waiting. Meanwhile, three persons lying on the grassy ground have fresh blood oozing on the hole on their forehead, huge bag and cases are scattered beside them. “You just remorselessly killed your companion, guy named Ox. Or should I say, a ringer assassin called the Joker of the Cards of Reapers?”

He decides he will go out with his head held high. “Long live King Raphael, the true king of Ember City!” shouts Nick. The crowd cheers for the boy’s courage. Rex gives the nod to Hector. Hector looks at the crowd, then Nick and then Rex. Hector takes a deep breath and pulls the lever. Nicks falls through the hole and hangs. They can hear Nick struggling to breathe and Hector prays it will be over quick. After a few minutes the doctor pronounces him dead. The crowd leaves twenty minutes after Nick is pronounced dead. All but two. Hector is so wrapped up in everything he didn’t notice Jesse and Mike holding two more prisoners. He then remembered Rex told Nick his father and brother will watch