Romans & histoires Two Nobodies Fighting At The End Of The World

We are home. THE END

That same protective, possessive Alpha growl rumbles in his throat. Beyond the threshold, the last of our fighters fall. The mutant wolves race up the stone steps. I am running out of time. “Anton…” I gasp out my husband’s name as his eyes are filled with an indifference I have never experienced before. “You need to stall them, Moxie; you are capable of fighting them.” Chloe shrieks out, covering her face as she looks at the gaining mutant wolves behind me. I can feel their paws vibrate against the ground as they race towards me.

Noah shook his head. “You don’t understand.” He pointed toward the darkness. “Without a future…” The ground began shaking. ”something that has been waiting for the future can finally move.” Sophia stood. “What thing?” Noah whispered: “The End.” Death looked at him. “I am the End.” Noah shook his head. “Not you.” The sky turned completely black. A single white line appeared. Then a voice spoke from beyond every universe: “You have given everyone freedom.” Sophia looked upward.

It was just us against the world. THE END!

Upon getting to her place and touching her, Nadazhda felt a zap of energy around her body before an unknown force threw her to the wall. “The future is gloomy. The deads are restless. The blood is dripping. And there she was screaming. The moon is bleeding. Her children were dying. The world is ending. And he was fading. Tomorrow is unknown. War is brewing. Revenge is burning. And there she was, smiling. People are slipping. Ties are broken. The deeds are done. And...” Nadazhda's eyes dropped close with the intensity of the pain in her head, her consciousness slipping in and out before settled on the dark world, not after hearing an angry growl.

Above us, drones buzzed like angry hornets. ​I stepped out of the lead pod first. I wasn't carrying a weapon. I wasn't glowing. I was holding Rowan’s hand. ​Behind me, the forty-two Echoes emerged. They weren't flying, and they weren't pulsing with light. They looked like what they were: forty-two tired, resilient children who had survived the end of the world. ​A man in a heavy tactical coat stepped forward from the UN contingency. He was flanked by a woman in a sharp military uniform from the New European Alliance.

God, I had no idea life could be so fun when I did not have to think about them. My partner called me and started an online meeting. Excited, they told me the project ended perfectly on their side. The path had been hard. Fortunately, the end was perfect. It did not get in the way of us making money. I had to ask, though. I wanted to know what happened after I dropped out of the project. My partner thought I was just being curious. "Nothing much. Claude Group's representative got fired because he made a big blunder. Ms. Claude treated him like he was the most important thing to her. I thought they had a fling. Guess not."

-END OF CHAPTER NINE- A shadowy figure watches from the horizon: “The Guardian thinks she’s won… but the real war begins tomorrow.”

They only stopped fighting when darkness fell. Everyone—Darryl, Dax, Chester, Leonardo, and the other cultivators—were all exhausted. They had no strength to continue the battle. Woo! “My fellow brothers. Stop!” Darryl slumped on the ground to take a deep breath. He glared at the New World Emperor. “Let’s stop. If you promise never to invade the World Universe and let Yvette go with me, then I will not kill you. Our grudge will be settled…”

As if they were at the otherside; as if only one of them died could they learned the going on of the entire world! The fight of Devil and the current Alpha seemed no end, and it becoming more intense and deadly. It's been a quarter of time already and they seem could still fight through the end. That's in fact makes some explossion that hard to explain, as if some sort of celestial body just crumbled at the sky above.