Arf Trooper Clone Wars Novels & Stories

Alfi said. “Shut the hell up!” Wira exclaimed. His body is getting smoky as he increases the heat to make Alfi and his clone keep busy screaming in pain. Their scream is getting louder and louder. Suddenly, the clone turns into a red clip as it can’t hold the heat anymore. “You traitor!” Alfi exclaimed pissed and in pain.

That being the case, the clones conducted regular patrols along their section of the Galaxy - mostly to control smuggling, but to ensure their sovereignty as well. A beeper beeped, data scrolled onto the scout's screens, and the pilot felt his stomach lurch. The readings couldn't be true! Nobody had a fleet that large! Not even the Confederacy. Fonseca-Three Hundred Forty six ran the scans again, obtained the same results, and dumped them to memory. A swarm of fighters started in his direction. That was enough for him. The hyperspace jump occurred five seconds later. Nine missiles, all fired by three supposedly cloaked fighters, raced through the space the clone had so recently occupied. Fon

She snapped her fingers. Push. A focused blast of air slammed the trooper backward. He flew off the platform and landed in a pile of sawdust with a muffled crunch. The second trooper raised his rifle. Tristan stepped out of the mist. He grabbed the barrel of the rifle. The white veins flared. The rifle’s power cell drained instantly. The weapon went dead. The trooper pulled the trigger. Click. "Battery issue?" Tristan asked politely. He punched the trooper. It wasn't a normal punch. He released a kinetic burst of the absorbed wolf-energy on impact.

" we're not sure Alpha Tyler as we said, once the warrior cried out in pain our focus shifted to him " " Men have a sniff around and see if you can find anything, make sure to keep the sample secure, Beta Trevor stay with my men and Alpha Teejan please take me to see the warrior who was hurt and the others that were present, by the way what is the warriors name who was hurt? just so I know how to address him " "oh yes sorry, Ivo his name is Ivo Turke him and his older brother Evo are Seventh generation warriors " " very impressive, well I imagine that injury would do a lot to his pride then "

Troi had grabbed the bottom half of the wolf in her massive jaws and snapped him in half. That was one way to do it. I turned to the next group of rogues, Troi on my heels. They turned and ran away from me. Troi chased them happily, and then coughed fire at them. Two of them ignited immediately and within seconds, only ashes were left of them. She came trotting back to me and I nuzzled her. She was a good girl.

He sighed, “Took you long enough to find out.” I tried to remain calm, still not grasping the full concept of everything going on around us. Wow…rogues…I am guessing that these two….are the rogues…and they are raiding this Dark Claws Pack. But one question stuck with me. How did they manage to kill the whole pack of Alpha Alpha Fenris? He didn’t look shaken and instead, looked calm and collected, as if he expected this. My reaction. “Are you disappointed that I am not your Alpha Fenris?”

It was a good thing I did because Troi was already there entertaining three of the warrior elders. I was proud of how quickly Troi got ready. They were wearing a dark pair of pleated pants with a cream colored blouse and a deep purple vest adorned with stitched crescent moons. They had a relaxed air about them as they stood and calmly chatted away about some of the promising new trainees.

was coming in place, some curiosity was now seeping in. “That if two officers agree, the plan may fail? Yes mam. But DragonWolves are always precise in our actions.” Froster’s confidence was reassuring, it reminded her of Varker. In fact a lot of things about Froster reminded her of her dead friend. Like Varker, Able Froster was blunt in delivery, direct in his opinion but was also a reliable soldier. Of course the Dragonwolf’s personality was far more stripped down than the late Staff Sergeant. “We go with your second suggestion Lieutenant.”

“Hmph. It looks like we’re winning over here. I think we can send some troops over to the Merman and Shell clans. They’re having a little trouble it seems.” “[Pilfering Swarm]” As Afro was just saying that, Pawi came to his side after taking down a horned devil fish with a spell. “I concur. I believe we can handle things as they are now.” Pawi said. Afro nodded. “Right. After we’ve cleared out the remaining enemies, we should regroup and decide who we should-” “Commander! Commander!” Afro’s instruction was suddenly interrupted by a Shark clan soldier who swam as fast as he could. Afro turned toward him and asked.

The dwarves were short in stature, and they had white beards and hats wearing boots and some mining tools. “Shall we trust these two? We need to be quick now before they touch our brother and Amari.” Gusev said, completely full of trust issues. “We know that you have been looking for your brother. We can help you.” They said. I scoffed, not wanting to trust them, “And why do you know that?” “Because we saw it. In our vision.” They just replied. “We were attacked by the elves and the goblins. They took our clan, and it’s only me, Igor, and my friend here Yaden are now left in our clan. Please help us!”