Wally West Dead Novels & Stories

Andy, on the other end of the line, said something when Gwen’s face instantly turned pale. After a while, she hung up. She looked at Luna closely. “Hailey Walter is dead. She jumped off a building.” Luna felt every ounce of her muscle stiffened. Hailey Walter… was dead? She killed herself? Luna retreated a few steps back. More than an hour ago, Hailey was still having lunch with them. How did she just… die like that?

After that, he turned around and gave the Sacred Spring Water to Fiona, who he said needed "recovery." Vivian wiped her tears and looked at him coldly. "You took her only chance to survive and gave it to someone else. You killed Daisy!" When Vincent heard those words, he started shaking. His strength gave out, and he dropped to the floor. "So she really was sick... I thought she was just causing trouble. I killed her..." Then something seemed to hit him. He lifted his head suddenly. "Soul Decay Syndrome is a fatal condition caused by long-term depression and emotional distress. Daisy was my Luna. She never suffered like that. How could she have gotten something like this?"

“Who told her. Was it you. And are you absolutely certain she is dead.” “Yes,” Kingsley replied quietly. “The doctor in the human world confirmed it. She had a massive heart attack and dead right on the spot.” I closed my eyes for a second and pressed my fingers into my temple. Stella dead. Her mother dead from grief. An entire pack wiped out in one day. This was not chaos. This was a message. A declaration. Someone was screaming war at the top of their lungs. “Who is dead.” The voice came from behind me. I froze.

Every single passing second felt like an agonizing eternity. My mind was a chaotic blur. Alayna's face, the impostor's face, and the face of the man in the photograph kept overlapping until I couldn't tell reality from illusion. Suddenly, the door flew open. It wasn't Ethan. It was the tech officer who had brought in the earlier report. His face was entirely bloodless, looking visibly worse than before. "Mr. Collins, this is bad." I bolted upright. "What happened?" When he opened his mouth, his voice was tight as he said, "The team just got to Westwood Serenity Residences… Ray is dead."

"Mr. Howard notarized it before his death. He specifically instructed that only you have the right to handle it. We can’t do anything with it. Whether you throw it away or keep it, that’s up to you." With that, he turned and left. Jordan quickly caught up. "What do you mean, 'before his death'?" She didn’t care whether Westley was dead or alive, but Carter had told her there was a one-year timeline. It had only been four or five months—how had he suddenly died? "Westley... passed away?" Buck responded with an emotionless nod, then stepped around her and left. Jordan stood there, as if a stone had been thrown into the still waters of her heart, creating ripples that refused to settle.

A flash of silver light streaked across the platform, visible to everyone for the briefest moment. When Milo reappeared standing in Wally's original position, her sword was already sliding back into its scabbard. As the sword clicked into place, Wally staggered several steps back. Clutching his neck, he stared in disbelief as blood gushed from the wound. "You… How is this possible?" he choked out before collapsing lifelessly to the ground. Even in death, his expression was one of utter shock. "Idiot," Milo muttered. Her poise was unshaken as she descended the platform.

Wyatt asked, his fingers drumming on the table. The man looked at him with shock. "You don't know what you are saying!" He shot, "Do you have proof?" "Alpha Carter, you should know if I want proof, I'll get it." "Levi is no longer alive, he's dead. Xandros also killed the men, there is no proof any where." "Oh," Wyatt said boringly and clicked his fingers, a man walked in with a tab which he dropped on the table. Wyatt pushed it towards Carter.

It was William, the Alpha from the Ice Plains Pack, standing behind me. His voice was filled with sorrow, "When you sent him to the Ice Plains, I knew he died painfully. But I didn’t expect... A ten-year-old cub, betrayed by his pack, mauled by lone wolves, abandoned by his father... and forced to watch himself bleed to death." Andrew's final memories were of waiting for death. Even if I had reached him in time, I wouldn’t have been able to save him because the only crystal healing chamber had been taken over by Lucas.

Wade stood in the corridor, staring toward the operating room for quite some time. He knew Alicia's injuries weren't all that severe. Rubbing the center of his brows, he glanced at his watch. His heart sank. Without hesitation, Wade turned and rushed out of the building. He searched the area where Alicia had tossed his phone and eventually found it under the bushes near her ward's window. Switching it on, Wade saw several missed calls from Charles and Bradley. Yet none came from Janice.

He took out his cell phone, dialed Lame Fred's number, and asked, “Lame Fred, how’s the situation on your side?” The voice on the other end of the phone was a little low. “There’s no problem. I’ve met up with your people. Why, Boss Phoenix? Are you worried? Didn't your people get the news that Theo and that Young Master Clarke are dead? Now, the whole Riverdale is in a mess.” At this moment, Philip was sitting in the car holding Lame Fred’s phone. Wallace said, “I know, but my heart is still unsettled. Are you sure you took care of them yourself?”