Attack Of The Clones Novels & Stories

The pods around the room began to pulse with light — slow at first, then faster. Isabella stepped back, eyes wide. “They’re waking up!” “Get behind me,” I ordered. The first pod shattered. Then another. Then another. Figures stumbled out — malformed, enraged, their veins glowing faintly blue under their skin. Clones. Experiments. Soldiers made in my father’s image — in my image. They roared in unison, the sound inhuman. Damian shouted, “Weapons up!” Gunfire erupted. Bullets tore through glass and flesh, but the things didn’t fall easily. They moved too fast, too wild. I fought with everything I had — blades, bullets, bare hands. Each strike felt like hitting a piece of my own past.

The old grandfather's clones retreated immediately as they saw this consequence. The old grandfather looked dignified as this change occurred to the man. The man instantaneously started his barrage of assaults. He raised his left hand and waved an arc in front of him. The clones of the old grandfather before him turned to powdery white as it imploded from the man's action. But this didn't hinder the back stabs of the other clones of the old grandfather. They were simply too many to count. This proved defective though because no clone can approach the man as it would be decayed in a flash like discarded molded clays. Even long distance attacks proved ineffective as they also were turned into

The old-fashioned way is bodies. Clone bodies out of the flood. Residual bodies along the rail with knives and stolen guns. Tame bodies dragging half-awake rack survivors toward relay exits. My body, too hot and too pregnant and too useful, standing in the middle with a burned hand the city has learned to mark. The first clone reaches the gallery edge. Sarah shoots its elbow before it clears the rail. Renn’s fighter beside her drives a pry bar through its shoulder and levers it backward into the water. Another clone climbs over the falling one without looking down.

Then she looked behind her. She believed he was following. My glamour shattered. Horns tore through the illusion above my temples. Claws extended from my hands, scoring the black table. Shadows flooded the room as heat cracked the glass screen from corner to corner. Rafael stepped back. Abbadona didn’t. “Control it,” she said. I stared at Naomi’s frozen image. The terror in her eyes. The mark around her throat. The certainty that no one would reach her in time. Slowly, painfully, I forced my human form back into place.

The day of my wedding, my girlfriend, Sherry Jennings, asked me to wait another three weeks for her. It seemed that she had used half her cells to clone her first love so that the dead man would have no regrets in life. The clone only had three weeks to live. During the first week, she beat her fear of heights to go on a Ferris wheel with him, holding him close at the top. During the second week, she used up all her savings to take him to see the aurora and immortalize their love. In the last week, their story touched people around the world, and with countless reporters watching, they kissed until the clone’s heart stopped beating. After that, she came back happily and told me tha

They would also notice that just as the clone was about to make contact with the projectile, the black aura grew large enough to cover the foot of the clone, while the clone itself looked like it was about to kick the bucket. Just as the projectile was about to make contact with its target, the clone's attack landed on the projectile, shattering it into hundreds of pieces, launching a scattered attack that killed or destroyed everything in its path. Besides this, the attack of the clone didn't stop at the projectile but continued through it, landing on the largest building within the fortress.

after about 2 minutes faceless appeared in front of us again . "that was nice .now let's play ,the only way to get outta here is by killing them "he said pointing behind us .we all turn around slowly , the fog behind us split into 2 paving way for us to see through .5 figures could be seen standing distance way from us , their red glowing eyes was so damn bright . "wait ,that is us. wait you want us to fight the clones of ourselves " Lenny said " those are mirror version of us " Jordan chirped in

Charli install a bomb inside the hotel, within 2 hours I need to finish my mission because if I failed, I would explode into pieces along with those people who stayed here in the Hotel. When those Indian boys disappeared in my sight, my face automatically turned into dark and serious aura when I also realized that I am in front of my guest’s Room, which is Mr. Chen, a Chinese Businessman, and my target. I continued walking towards the door when someone blocked my way that made me stopped. It is his Bodyguards.

He said, feeling some energy coming back at the thought of meeting the cheetah shifter. .... Colton was hesitant to move forward with movie night, since this is his first full day with his mate. But when he heard how excited Claudius was to meet his mate, he thought it would be a good idea for the two to meet. Claudius isn't an Omega, but he's pretty close. He's just a little taller, and if he was working out, his muscle mass would only be a little bigger. But since his health, and strength has been declining, Claudius is just as thin as his mate.

Twilight stopped giving out orders to the clones. The clones went into a frenzy and could not tell between friend and foe; they began to attack Twilight. One of them bit Twilight's hand while another bit her neck. Within seconds, she collapsed on the ground. The rest of the clones pounced on her. It was a brutal scene to watch. Everything happened too fast. Before anyone could react, Twilight was lying motionlessly in a puddle of blood. Larissa covered Vincent's eyes and turned her gaze away. The crazed clones continued to attack even after murdering Twilight.