Why Did Doma Kill Inosuke's Mom Novels & Stories

The veins on his neck were at the verge of bursting out through his skin. "No my son, I am not a monster…" Pops softened his voice and got rid of the evil smirk and dirty look he'd been holding. The real Grandmaster personality took off. ".... I did not kill Dom, that guy you decide to side with, killed him….then Dom ended his life by choice. I never aimed at him, he was trying to be a hero. If you want some to blame, blame the man who kidnapped him and tortured him, then blame Dom for committing sucide!"

Sighing in relief, Dom shouted as loudly as his broken self would allow him, to get his father's attention, "DAD!" The dragon turned and noticed Dom. Just as Elijah carried Dom and started flying towards the setting sun, both of them noticed the She-beast who had played a major role in Dom and Iris' rescue, not being able to continue anymore due to all the ammo in her, fell right into the ocean surrounding the island, straight into the coral reefs that soon colored the water red with blood. The she-monster was no more and Dom felt a tear from his eye quietly drop into the ocean they were flying above.

, Blanca retorts, leaving the room, with Maurice following behind her. “Dom, I need to see Blanca”, I whisper, my voice still weak. “No. Shhh. You're staying here, dolly.” I agree, knowing that Blanca is in hospital, right? “What about James? What happened?”, I ask. Dom seems to stiffen. His arms squeeze me even tighter, and his breathing becomes heavy. “I killed him”, he says, with disturbing calm. I move away just enough to be able to face him. A mixture of relief and chills run through my body as I remember everything I went through with James.

Grief is a pain I will never be able to overcome. Dom- She is strong, Vito. Underneath all that compassion is a warrior. She left the battlefield without a scratch. Dante is looking down at her with pride. Don't leave her side. Let her focus on her living son. You are enough for your mother. Vito nods and I stand up Dom- I must go. Emiliano's sister is waiting for me.

Dominik clapped his hands lazily, and two guards dragged her forward. Noa’s knees almost buckled. There she was. Not a memory. Not a ghost. A real, breathing woman, her face bruised, her wrists bound, but her eyes her eyes were the same ones he remembered in the fragments of his childhood nightmares. His mother. His pulse shattered, breath catching on broken sobs. “Mom” Dominik’s blade kissed her throat, and Noa froze. “Ah ah,” Dominik sing-songed. “You know how this works, baby boy. If you want her alive, you’re going to have to pay.”

Dom stands and spits blood onto the floor his face is bruised and swollen but already seems to be healing. The images change again and now Dom is older and waking up. He seems excited with how he is smiling straight away, I see him quickly look at his arm and the smile on his face widens into a full-on grin. It’s the same mark that is on my arm, I start to feel terrible knowing I had no idea what that even was and then on top of that, my memory was erased. I am startled from my thoughts when Dom rushes out of the room and runs down the stairs in a blur, He finds his mother in the kitchen and I can tell he is excited to share the news.

Gasps echoed, and someone whispered a prayer. Dom's eyes narrowed. The dagger flew, swift as vengeance, slicing through the space between them before sinking deep into the man’s neck. Not enough to kill. Just enough to make him scream, though he didn’t. He gurgled instead, trembling like a leaf in storm winds, but still alive. Marcia licked her lips, watching him bleed. Dom finally spoke, his voice low, regal, and cruelly calm. “Start off with his toes, let his pains teach him obedience,”

I let my hands travel down his shoulders to his chest until I touched his tattoo. "The Cassiopeia constolation." I trace the line and each little star with my figure. "You never told me why you got this tattoo." Domenic's facial features tighten as he sits up and leans against the bed frame. "It's for my mother." He looks at me as I sit up next to him. "Queen Cassiopeia was placed in a star as a punishment, and even if their crimes were different my mother ended up in the same place." His mother cheated and died in the arms of her lover. I suppose that is the crime he is referring to.

“Not unless you want your tongue cut out and served to the dogs.” Matteo coughed, laughing, even as blood dripped from his split lip. “Touchy.” Dominic threw him backward. Matteo stumbled into a stool, knocking it over with a clatter. Romano stepped forward. “You’re breaking every rule we live by, Dom. She saw Diego die. She saw you kill him.” Dominic turned slowly. “Then maybe she should be dead,” Romano continued. “But instead, you brought her here. Fucked her. Marked her. Let her leak all over your kitchen like a trophy.”

I have no idea how the thing remains charged, I’m just fucking happy it was done. “I can’t believe Mom had this done,” Dom says, shaking his head. “To think that fucker kept as a dope fiend so she could release information to them.” “She lost herself after they killed Gianna. I always thought she would bounce back, but it doesn’t look like she wanted to,” I say. “I’m still killing her, though. This is all her fucking fault and she may be my blood, but she turned into my enemy the second she agreed to this. What those fuckers did to…”