The Walking Dead Video Game Ben Novels & Stories

"A pleasure to meet you, Luna Violet." I smiled at him. "A pleasure to meet you, too, Ben." Ben walked off, headed deeper into the settlement. I watched him go and let my gaze drift over the rest of the camp. Theodore turned to me. “Ben’s--" "Falling," I whispered. "He's... stronger than many to not have lost it yet. How long has it been?" "A few months." I winced at that and bit my lip. "His grief is driving him mad."

The video that had been recorded by Caleb and his men showed nothing else but Ben struggling before his death! Watching the video, Thomas’ blood ran cold.

It is a good thing that everyone is busy with the preparations for the approaching Halloween Event that everyone is so excited about. Once outside of the theatre gym and into the clearing, Mr. Ben inhaled a great amount of the fresh air that tasted so green and fresh, it is refreshing for his old lungs, but it does not mean that he is that old that his joints are rusting and grunting. Mr. Ben is not to be underestimated. His senses and skill are still sharp as a knife and are heavily reliable for him. “You know trying to get behind me would be an impossible task to be achieved.” He said as he placed his hands behind his back, facing the trees and not planning to turn and look at the two juni

Jax whispers, still hovering above my lips. “I need something stronger,” I hear Ben grit out in the background, taring me out of my haze. All eyes in the room follow him. This time, he stays at the table, chugging down the whiskey as if it was water. Pouring one tumbler after the other. “Hey, go easy there. I know as a werewolf, we burn this shit down way better. But don’t you think you’re going a little too fast on that stuff?” Jax speaks up a little amused, oblivious to Ben’s mood.

The remaining energy that Ben had made him even more violent. Ben never heard the screams of the hunters. If they could act cruelly, creatures like him would work even more viciously. And don't expect to get away with it. The mound of earth could finally be seen. He quickly cleaned up everything as if he had buried nothing. After that, he jumped over the ridge to fill the ground. Ben's breath was getting heavier. His legs felt weak all over. Instantly he closed his eyes and fell right on top of the grave. ***

I could say that I had no knowledge that she was poisoning him, only that he was ill and dying. Except, we’d told Steph he was signing an alliance agreement and he wasn’t. If there is video evidence of us manipulating Steph to sign a new will, then there is video evidence that we knew he was dying and did nothing about it. “FUCK!” I get up and head out to find Luca and tell him to go back out. I need to find Jameson and destroy that video. Just as I’m about to link Luca, an urgent howl comes from the borders. 'Alpha, Lead Warrior Ben and his team are back. He’s badly injured, Alpha. They’re taking him to the pack hospital,’ my patrol says.

"You of all people know how weak I am compared to him!" "He listens to you! You could've talked him out of it!" "Ben, you were hunting werewolves!" Brooke cried. "You'd killed so many innocent people!" "Well, at least Harry isn't innocent," Ben shrugged. "Please!" Brooke pleaded. "Don't worry, I don't plan on killing him for a while," Ben smiled. He walked up to Brooke and grabbed her chin. She cringed under his touch. "I've got lots planned before I take his life."

William gripped my hand tighter. When he saw my lips move again, he leaned closer. "…Don't forget me…" I muttered. The monitor shrieked in alarm, and my heartbeat flatlined into a single line. … The video cut off. Ben's breathing turned unsteady. William turned his head and took off his baseball cap, revealing the dark circles beneath his eyes from too many sleepless nights editing. Ben heard his own voice tremble. "Where is she?" "The morgue."

he let the thought trail off. "Good man." Brand handed his empty bowl off to Vidar and lay back on his bunk. "I'll be here when you return, of course." The boy marched out, shoulders thrust back, mirroring his captain's stance. A moment later, Brand heard the heavy wooden beam fall into place across the door. Jumping up from his bunk, he started methodically searching through his peepholes. He hoped against hope that Ulfhild was watching at that exact moment.

It's even better than a trampoline! ~~~ Ben messaged me as we walked in human form. The walking dead behind us were begging for their lives but I ignored them. I answered. I smiled.