Ahsoka Tano X Rex Novels & Stories

he shot back, smirking. I rolled my eyes but couldn’t stop the tiny smile tugging at my lips. These little exchanges felt like air after being underwater. The kettle clicked, and he poured water into two mismatched mugs. One had a faded cartoon character on it, the other a crack along the handle that he’d glued back together. Not perfect, but real. “Toast?” he asked. “Sure.”

With that statement, Aries hisses his agreement. Images begin to project on the wall behind her as she continues to speak. Which is weird considering she hasn't moved an inch. "Ironclad dragons. Phoenixes. Leviathans. Direwolves. Storm Gryphons. Moon Serpents. Flame Hounds. Cerberus'. Unicorns. Frost Lynxes. Kitsune. Ash Ravens. Nemean Lions." She says with confidence as the images change behind her head still without any movement. "And of course the many extinct or the now unwilling bonds that you will learn more about in your history classes." she says as the images flick again and my breath stalls.

This is a wolf fight and I have no business getting between them, the rest stop has cleared for a reason and if I weren't drunk, I would have picked up on it earlier. “Yes, a strong name with a strong title, like Luna or Enforcer. Titles need to be strong so we know not to fuck with them; the strongest title of all, though, has to be "Heir". The rogue lifts the shotglass up to his nose and winks before putting it down; his eyes flash yellow as he focuses on Ghost, neither has made a move to attack the other but I can feel it coming.

Mason and I were paired to run patrol together, while Breyona was stationed at the other side of town. We had two new people with us tonight. From the looks of it, they were definitely Alpha Asher's men. Both were large in stature, covered in ornate tattoo's and rippling muscles. One of the men had startling blonde hair, long and messy on his head. The other had hair the color of midnight, cropped short and slicked to the side. Both looked equally intimidating with their tattoo's and scars, but that didn't bother me. If anything, I felt a little safer out here as though a piece of Asher was with us. "I'm guessing you're Lola and Mason." The blonde one grunted, sparing us a short glance. "I'm

Xander stood by his side, both were looking worriedly at him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he called back at Mordecai. “You’re just messing with my head.” Dorin’s eyes widened. The people moving towards Dorin fell to the ground, the air knocked out of them. “Now, we continue.” Dorin faced Mordecai once more. He had always loved fighting strong opponents. It means he could let it all out and fight with his real strength, but with his id now in his Phasma core, he was able to calm himself as he continued the duel.

Ahsoka My name is Ahsoka Banks. I know, my father has this weird obsession with Star Wars and I have been made fun for my name for as long as I can remember. I turn seventeen soon but I won’t be celebrating. It is not something worth celebrating. I stare at the mirror as I cover up the bruises from last night. Father never leaves any on my face or anywhere else that I can’t cover up. Even on the hottest day I am forced to wear long sleeve shirts and long pants.

Rex replied, his comment getting a chuckle from Cassius and Karinna. Toban leaned in close, “I find it strange a group as powerful as you all would travel with an Assarian.” Rex couldn’t figure out why they hated Karinna so much, all he saw was a friendly kindness that was rare to see, he knew why someone who looked as beautiful as Karinna would need Cassius to protect her, but all he had seen was friendliness and happiness, so the comment irked him. “I don’t see why having her around is an issue,” Rex replied, tilting his head with a slight frown.

“Have you received any contrary news about me?” “I haven’t,” Ghost frowned. “But I find it hard to believe that you came across the company of Xavier Damon and Alpha Joharres and you didn’t bring me any gift. The Rhea I trained is a skilled assassin. I was hoping to see a head or a prisoner.” “You know me too well, father,” Rhea smiled and turned around. “Han, bring in our souvenirs for my father.” The door opened and Han the Half man entered immediately holding a bag and pushing a girl in chains ahead of him.

He was wearing a hikitate-eboshi (black bird) hat and a gray battle surcoat. “The quartermaster is named Kosano. I believe Sasha fought him and managed to drop him overboard. He wields a pair of tonfas because he used to be martial arts police. He became corrupt and decided to give up his marshal’s star for gold. Now he runs most of the slave trade operations in the south. He’s from there and an earth Slayer. He’s dark-skinned, wears a bandana on his head and, if you look closely, you’ll find he’s missing a pinky…”