Victorious #rex Dies Novels & Stories

The Supreme King of all creatures, the man who could make entire kingdoms tremble with one look, was currently sleeping like a child who had fought with the entire universe and lost. I parked the car in front of the palace and turned off the engine. For a few seconds, I just sat there. The silence felt strange after everything that had happened. The burning mark. The blood. The possibility of Victor being reborn as a baby. Jayden’s sudden hope that Victor might actually be alive somewhere with no memory of us. I looked at him again. He had cried today, Jayden rarely cried but his dada death a month back has made him super emotional lately and the mark was not even helping the situation.

"Me." "You are supposed to be dead." "Sorry to disappoint." Rex walked to me. Kept his gun on Victor. "Are you okay?" "Yes." "Your mother?" "Alive." Rex nodded. Turned to Victor. "It is over." "It is never over." Victor lunged for the gun on the floor. Rex fired again. Victor fell. Blood spread across his chest. He did not move. My mother ran to him. Checked his pulse. "He is alive."

For a fact, my opponent being a fearsome fighter whose never lost a battle before, shouldn’t faze me. I haven’t been dallying around myself either. ‘Sigh, should I end it in a single hit?’ Rex rears his head with a snigger, ‘Think about the excruciating pain Ludis had to endure when that gash was inflicted on him. And you dare try to give him a simple death? That bastard must be made to bleed until he’s empty, with his bones poking out every joint and his head crushed in. Leave a warning behind, Vyin. So our enemies do not mistake us for the little boy of that time’.

Tears began streaming down her face. Caspian took a breath to steady himself before coldly asking, "Did you cause these injuries?" Lester froze a little, then nodded. The coldness in Caspian's eyes sharpened into daggers, slicing straight at him. "How exactly did you touch her?" While Lester stared at his leather shoes, hands shaking slightly in his sleeves, Caspian slammed his foot into Lester's chest. A blood-curdling scream ripped through the room. "Ah!" The kick had likely snapped Lester's ribs. He lay on the floor, struggling to even breathe from the pain.

"But I remember the feeling of your hand in mine. And I would rather die in this life than live in one where I don't know your name." ​"Then you will die together!" Silas roared. ​He waved his hand, and the stained-glass windows of the Great Hall shattered. From the darkness outside, a thousand black-winged Reapers poured in, their mechanical stingers humming with the frequency of death. ​"Back to back?" I asked, stepping up to Julian’s side, my Scythe humming in sync with his sword. ​Julian looked at me, a wolfish, familiar smile touching his lips. The silver marks on his face were fully active now, glowing with a brilliance that blinded the front row of nobles.

“Good. Because nothing could justify what you’ve done. Nothing can erase the pain you caused. But at least your death will bring some peace.” I turned, scanning the battlefield. The crowd stood frozen, watching. The war was over. But Ron wasn’t finished. He lunged at me, desperation in his movements. I whirled, my energy wrapping around him, suspending him midair. “Rex—” he choked. “Don’t say my name,” I snarled. “Our meeting was a mistake,an ill fate, one I’ll gladly sever myself.” The dark cloud surged around him, but I was faster. My claws extended, my body moving with impossible speed. In one strike, I drove my hand through his chest. His eyes widened, shock freezing him as I pulled his

His arms trembled around me, his skin burning hot despite the freezing air. “I’m okay,” he whispered against my hair, though I could feel the deep wounds along his back and chest. “You’re bleeding,” I choked out. “You’re—” “I’m alive. That’s enough.” Behind us, Viktor approached, his crimson eyes scanning Kelvin’s lifeless body. “It’s over,” he said quietly. “The rogue Alpha is dead.” Ronald joined him, blood streaking his cheek. “Our fighters are sweeping the valley. The rest of the rogues are fleeing.” He looked at Graham with something close to awe. “You ended it.”

He thought the council would accept his retirement but it would be the end of his life. “You are stupid! You know you can't survive if you don't finish those and you really told them what you know!” Voice of a man getting out of a car. This is probably their leader. Azrael and Seraphine immediately stood up and pointed the gun at the man but before they could get ready, he tried to shoot Azrael. Azrael was still holding his captured man, He make him like a human shield and caught bullets from their leader's gun. Four gunshots ended his life. Azrael and Seraphine immediately returned fire.

Large bloodstained disparate in areas. The men stood around watching Claire gasp her last breath. Nobody said a word, at first. The air reeked of the metallic stink. Death in the broadcast as the screams went mute. They dissolved into another nature for each victim. The men glanced at Scarface ready to receive further instructions. Scarface stared at each man, his men, earnest men, fixed to serve. Scarface pursed his lips together. “All right, you know what’s next. Take your places. Logan, get the tools and get to work on the lacerations. I want to see the bodies in the basement in another hour.”

"Charlotte, I'm coming to join you." I floated gently beside him and whispered, "Don't die, Calvin. Enduring it alive is the greatest punishment." Whether it was because he heard me or if he was simply cowardly, he lowered his gun at the last moment, tears streaming down his face. Death was a one-way street, but I had no regrets. I traded my life for the truth and traded my death for their awakening. Though it came too late, at least they finally saw the real me. My consciousness faded, like sinking into the deep sea.