Watching Death Battle Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Standing further away, beside a woman of extraordinary beauty was Zade, his eyes seeking hers as he sent her a grin, confident that she would be glad to see him. But when April looked at him she felt...nothing. Typhon held up his hand, and April felt her feet become heavy, sticking to the ground to prevent her from moving, and beside her Kevin, Celine and Todd were also stuck. "This is a battle to the death, no one must interfere and there can only be one victor, I will allow each contestant one minute to say their goodbyes to the woman they love, and then the deathmatch will begin!" Zade was first, he strolled over like it was any other day, and as he came to a halt before her, she reached

It looks like another woman, but I can’t be sure. ‘Stay alert! Someone is hiding in the trees.’ I send through the link. Rebel tears through Kaden’s beta. He is still giving her a fight, but I can tell by the way she is fighting that she is bored of him. She decides to end it by clamping on his back and crushing his spine. When he screams out, Roxie snaps his neck. The beta is dead. Some of the warriors let out a howl of sorrow at losing their beta as they kept fighting. I could care less though. I want them all of them dead. Roxie pulls a shift and Rebel is by my side fighting again. This time we are fighting together.

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.

One that I should be scared of, but refuse to be. “Feisty. I think we will get along, won’t be Thought?” Death breathes, eyes twinkling as she admires my mate. My stomach turns. Do they have a history, or am I reading this wrong? Death looks at Thought like she might eat him alive, but she could just be doing that do get to me. “What’s going on?” I ask, questioning the way she is looking at him, like there is a secret being shared without me knowing. Thought confirms it in the way he shifts uncomfortably on his feet.

Glancing around one last time while they continue to change, I see something in the distance I didn’t expect. Beta Daniel and Beta Richard are poised just behind the trees, ready to pounce. Pleased by this and relieved, I nod to them just before they attack, and I lead the advances. Crying out, “Die!” I slash the nearest one in the throat, before glancing back at Arabella and Eric. They are in the car, and the last thing I see of them is the back window as Eric drives off with her. A smile spreads across my face, because at least now if I die, she will be safe for the moment. Continuing the battle, I hear something beside me when another three men come out of the house to surprise us. I

I did not know how long I lay there. Time felt different after death. I could no longer feel the cold marble beneath me, but I could still see the foyer, the blood on the floor, and Adrian standing above my body as if he were waiting for me to give up the act. Death had taken my voice and left me only enough awareness to watch what came after. Adrian did not call for help right away. “Enough, Evelyn,” he said, pale but stubborn. “Your parents will be here in the morning. Stop this now.”

If I can’t rescue him, I can at least be here to watch him die. They say words back and forth, Alpha Warren and my father. And then my father raises his head, proud until the end. When Alpha Warren removes his head, my mother looks away, but I don’t. I watch as the warriors all howl their dominance over my father. I watch Alpha Warren walk back to his packhouse. I’d seen the flowers coming in this morning. They’re going to have a party. They’re going to celebrate that my father is dead. The pain in my heart turns to hatred as I watch him walk inside.

Hope more, Sena. @Death Wish

Maybe she can help me find a solution or tell me how to appease the Moon Goddess. My dreams are brutal and show me the deaths of my loved ones. Every new death I am forced to watch. I see Maverick die again. Unable to look away this time. Then I see Madeline die in battle. A rogue tears out her throat. Again I’m paralysed watching, unable to move or make a sound.

Theodore mumbles. I feel a sharp pain cut through my heart, one I haven’t felt in years. Along with my pain comes my anger. It’s no coincidence that my father died the same day as Ronan his best friend. The Inner Circle has something to do with this. I hear the small voice growl in my head and I flinch. I might have hated the man, Theodore King, but no one has the right to take his life from him, except me! “There might be hope after all.” Alex continues, watching me cautiously as he speaks. I feel my hands visibly shaking from the anger I’m feeling.