William Afton Real Life Death Novels & Stories

I continued. “Just like with Fallon…not exactly, but they stole her father’s lifework too and almost killed him,” Ben commented. I nodded, agreeing with him. “William’s wife was killed and then he went in hiding and in some way made it seem like he was dead too.” “That explains why there’s even a death certificate for him,” Ben said mostly to himself. “Damn…” It was a lot to unpack.

Then I put the pic away and looked at William Afton feeling down, so King Thorax, Queen Chrysalis and I walked towards him. “William, is something bothering you?” I asked William. The missing children, Charlotte Emily, Clara Afton, Henry Emily, Noah Afton, Elizabeth Afton, Michael Afton & Evan Afton looked at me and William having a conversation “oh protector to be honest something is bothering me… I have been regretting my actions since the beginning of the FNAF franchise. I can’t stop thinking my murderous actions to the people I killed… I should be in hell with OMC but instead that didn’t happen because of your arrival… I…I kept getting nightmares of myself getting tortured by my family,

"How?" "I've been investigating Marcus Wolfe for three months. Different case, but your name came up. When I saw the connection to William Ashford, I started looking deeper." She opens her notebook. "Your father's death was ruled a suicide. Drove his car off a bridge. But the autopsy report never sat right with me." "Why not?" "Bruising inconsistent with the crash. Traces of sedatives in his system. And the bridge he supposedly jumped from? Security cameras were conveniently offline that night." She looks at me. "I think someone killed your father and staged it to look like suicide."

"Why are you asking about him, Mr. Floyd?" "I'm not the one asking, but William was. I had already forgotten about that scum, but William suddenly mentioned him and caught me off guard. Are you sure he is really dead?" Sammuel hesitated for a moment before replying, "Mr. Floyd, I'm not sure if he's really dead. You should know what happened back then. He was pursued by the police after what he did. His yacht overturned, and he fell into the sea. After one week of search and rescue, there was no trace of him, so a death report was issued. We can only confirm his death if we see his corpse. I haven't seen him again after that incident, but since his corpse had not been found, I'm not so sure i

They made off with the man himself and a colleague before capturing several villagers. While they were escaping via plane, the plane was struck down by a missile. All members of the ZF organization died on the spot, while the hostages were freed. Anthony had died from being shot by the ZF organization members while he was protecting his colleague. Meanwhile, William was accorded medals of honor. Three days after the fiasco, Hilda still remained in the military hospital. She was currently watching the news. William's ceremony was currently being aired. She and Nathan were warded in the same room. He had cracked his ribs, while she had several leg fractures.

“Oh, so you blame them for your brother’s death right?” “Yes, I do. If they had refused to let him go he wouldn’t have gone with Roman on one of his jobs. Things went wrong, Roman was being set up by his own men and William got caught in the crossfire. They were both killed, their bodies cut up and burned. We had a funeral for my brother but there wasn’t a body to put in the casket.”

I hopped into his Honda City Hybrid, starting the engine. We came up with a plan that involved me disguising myself as him, to reveal that I actually died in that fatal car accident last night. It was a good plan, since Henri had too many bruises on his face and body to pretend like it wasn’t him in that car crash. Thankfully, due to our werewolf genes, he’ll heal in no time, but for now, he needs to stay inside and get lots of rest. I can handle everything on my own. Oddly, I felt little to no remorse about William's death. Though he served as my driver, his presence resembled more of a shadow, and I had intended to send him back to the Pack's estate.

“What about Juliane's life? Could hers have been destroyed? What about mine if William had not shown up to execute the sniper you sent? With that, he shut her up and Silvana just lowered her head in defeat. The delegate could not hide his disappointment when Athos showed him the proof that Silvana was the real killer, and not him. Against his will, he had to handcuff her and put her under arrest, instead of doing it with the man who had denounced his complicity in my mother's schemes to the Federal Police. "William has to be arrested too, for covering up for a murderess," Athos said . — Yes, but I heard he left town earlier today — agreed the deputy — Anyway, I think you are free to do what

After a while, the sound of police cars started sounding from afar, breaking the gunfire and demanding William's retreat. As his car drove off, William had no idea if Samuel could have survived all those bullets. But he desperately prayed that he didn't. Two days after the shootout, he didn't hear anything. Then words came from the police that Samuel Curtez was found dead in one of the hotel rooms. William was all but happy about this news until he received a letter from his mail two nights after the news of his death. In the letter was written: "don't think this is over, Willy, cause it's not. And I will come for you."

William calmed his wrath by breathing loudly, adding, "They were involved in an accident one night, but they could be saved; nevertheless, the only person present was Winston Mackenzie, who watched them die while standing there." “I was frozen, William. Please!" Winston implored, breaking down in tears, a misery he had carried for years, hoping to forget about it one day, but that never happened. Now, he could not stand firm against this truth that only he and his father knew, but perhaps William was destined to learn about it.