Watching Death Battle Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Arthur's POV I hesitated at the warrior's words but then I agreed. “Fine but you better make it quick.” We walked outside and then the warrior began to speak. “Gamma you're not going to believe me when I tell you this but the Beta is dead.” I froze up immediately, “What do you mean? Zaria is clearly alive.” “When we were at the battle front, I was trying to find a leeway so I hid somewhere and found the Beta get stabbed by some woman who I'm guessing is a witch.”

“Yes. Yes I’d do anything!“ she ejacualtes confidently. I pin my eyes on her while still continuing to peer up at me. “Okay” I smirk as I stand just two inches away from her. My lips above her. She raises her head slightly and her eyes stare while lifted up. “Even to the death?” I huff and her eyes broaden up immediately. She shakes her lips but before she can say a word, I push out what’s truly in my mind. “This battle is going to be to the death!” I drop out loud. “What!?”this is the reaction the rest flare up with. They look at me with eyes almost bulging out from their eyes.

I was Alpha King Xavier's personal Omega maid. I took care of his daily needs and tested his meals for poison. My monthly salary was a staggering fifty thousand dollars. That was until a new, young Omega maid was hired at the estate. When she found out about my pay, her eyes widened. "All she does is serve the Alpha his drinks, and she gets fifty thousand a month?" "I heard the King always rewards her with expensive jewelry and custom dresses. She has it so easy!" Early the very next morning, she couldn't wait to run to the Elder Luna and volunteer. "I want to personally serve the great Alpha King." "I only want twenty thousand dollars, and I'll definitely work harder than her." Lat

[Primus] It has been three days since I felt my mate die. As I move through my day every moment I felt bleeding through our bond replays in my mind, unforgettable in horror. She died scared and alone, burned alive on a throne of gold, unable to fight for herself or our little ones nestled deep inside her as they burned to a crisp all for the sake of her power-thirsty sisters and their unrelenting desire to rule the world. They will die first.

I look across the battlefield. Bodies everywhere. Ours, Theirs, The twisted ones, We're dying. And Elena is watching from a safe distance, smiling. Enjoying the show. Something snaps inside me, Not fear. Something else, something older, something that's been waiting my whole life to wake up.

he said to me, and started laughing. “Me? Fuck you, Death!” I stood up, the anger still pulsing through me. “She’s not dead, in case you haven’t noticed,” he said to me, his eyes pitch black. “Then why were you there watching her?” I asked him, still angry. “I was watching over her,” he said to me. “Liar! You were waiting to take her!” I yelled at him. “If I wanted her dead, she would be,” he glared at me.

“Listen to me.” I looked at him. “This is not the end.” “How can you be sure?” “Because systems have limits.” Death spoke again. “This one may not.” Kieran glared at him. “Everything has a limit.” Death said nothing. I wiped my tears. “I won’t disappear.” Kieran squeezed my hand. “Good.” “Because I am not done fighting.” His eyes burned with quiet determination. “Neither am I.” But Death suddenly looked upward. His expression changed. “What is it?” I asked.

I watch it all smash and leave the floor to a bacteria infested foamy watcher. I lose everything. My eyes watch I lose everything. I gasp. I loose everything!. Does that mean I've failed?. Failed unconcious brother Rowan and the entire pack?. Does my death ruin everything?. Does it break my promise to brother Ron to prevent devious brother rowans ascension over the alpha's throne?. Does my death dethrone brother Ron and ascend brother Rowan up the throne?. My eyes broaden more. I gasp but my nothing eludes. My voice ceases from extreme shock.

"Whatever. Since you treated me pretty well these past few years, I'll make your death quick. I won't let you die miserably like your sister did." Adrian gripped the silver blade tighter and moved closer, step by deliberate step. The knife in his hand was the same one he'd used to kill me. "Want to know what your sister's final moments looked like?" Adrian's smile twisted into something manic. "Right here in this room. I cut off her limbs one by one so she couldn't shift and run. My brothers stood around watching her struggle, and I've got to say—your sister had guts."

" It turned out that during the fight, she had felt it when her mate was injured. She had then rushe there, and right before her eyes, she had witnessed it as a rogue killed him." "The battle was almost over. He had sustained injuries, and yet, he could have survived. But just as he was about to retreat, a victorious smile plastered on her lips, a rogue, who had been supposedly dead, attacked, driving a sharp dagger into his spine, and it went ahead and killed itself." " Totally broken, your mother had witnessed everything. She had heard your father's soul-breaking final cries, she had witnessed it as he drew his final breath. And as his body went cold when death claimed his soul, she had hi