Novel & Cerita Watching Death Battle Fanfiction

I read the rest fast, skipping small parts until I reach the end of the page. “The light and the darkness each plunged their swords at the heart of their opponent—” It’s as if I can see it, as vivid as if I had been there. And maybe I did see it all. The vision comes back to me. I saw this scene when I di—when I almost died. “Both men fell that day, and so it was known as The Battle of the Fallen.” “Are you into war and battle stuff now?” Raphael asks. “Maybe I am. You don’t know me.”

They had yet to feel the pain of being burned alive. "Bertha, this was your own choice." With that, I hung up. I felt nothing. When I went downstairs, I saw a group of people waiting there. The moment they saw me, tears sprang up in their eyes. The faces were familiar. They were the same people who, in my previous life, had burned me to death. Back then, they had stood there expressionlessly as they watched me scream in agony in the flames. This time, their faces were filled with gratitude.

“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.

“Lyra.” I couldn’t answer. My whole body was shaking. Somewhere far away, I knew Cassian would have felt it too. Not the truth. Only the break. Only the sharp, false shock of a bond snapping into death. At that same moment, miles away, Cassian stopped cold in Selene’s doorway. His face drained. One hand flew to his chest. For a single brutal second, the mate bond turned into a blade and drove straight through him. Then it was gone.

“And Veyrix was falling. Dying. But—” She looked at me, her voice breaking. “You were already gone.” Freya awakens her God wolf form but sees a vision of Finnick’s death in the final battle.

He explained while he was still fuming in anger. On the other hand my presence was with them but at the same time I drifted away into my thoughts. Even though we watched Audrey killed before us, I still didn't want to believe it was real. Closing my eyes, I recall the smile on Willow's face. It was the same cold smile she gives out when she has done something evil. "But what if she is not actually dead?" I voiced out and they all gazed at me with furrowed eyes. "Babe, we watched the soldier kill Audrey. She is dead." Alaric pronounced and from his eyes I could see the frustration.

My eyebrows furrowed, confused at the topic he just brought up, "What made you think about all this now?" He gave me a light shrug, "It's just when I saw you like that, when I thought you were going to die, it...it scared me even more." He said, "I think you are right, I think death hurts the people around us more than it hurts us," His gaze drifted away and a loud breath left him as an exhale, "Because even though I am so scared of death, at that moment," He looked back at me again, "I wished that I was the one in your place because...it would hurt less."

Cold and dead that made me have instant cold and so nervous. “You're sparring with me, if your back hit the ground, we'll go all over again!” He ordered and the arena went silent as a grave yard. I gulped hard and stared at him to look for any hint of unseriousness but he was serious. “She's going to die today, I bet she made him angry.” I heard that murmur, sharper than anything. “She's fighting with death, hehe, I told you it would only be a matter of time when he realizes how useless and worthless she is! Only Beta Raven can be up against the Alpha!” Another cried and I gulped hard.

SLADE “Yes,” I said softly as I turned away from her “Each one of them death was like a crush to my soul,” the memories of my first Beta's death flooded my mind, and I gasped. I had to hold on to a chair to give me stamina. “That battle was brutal, each side had the same amount of force to crush each other. We were matched, sword by sword, spear by spear. It was like it was never going to end,” I said to her.

that the whole pack had been celebrating minutes ago was a corpse, a puppet that had been driven for three full days. The pack erupted. Every broadcast channel exploded simultaneously. Rage came through the screens in walls of text. My mother heard the forensic specialist's declaration and let out a sound that didn't belong to a rational creature. "You're lying. She was fighting in that arena just now." "She is the perfect warrior I built with my own two hands. She is the thing that was supposed to turn my life around." "You're the killers. You killed my daughter." She lunged at the specialist with both hands, dark red nails raking at their face.