Clone Captain Howzer Novels & Stories

His name is Zeke Santos and the sniper of the team. "What happened?" a handsome man asked. He's Evan Potter and the Team Captain. He is respected by his men deeply. He looked outside again by using the telescope. "WHAT IS SHE DOING?! IS SHE COURTING DEATH?!" another man loudly said as he felt scared for the high school girl. His name is Garry Vallens and the bomb expert of the team. "SHIT! THAT ZOMBIE IGNORE HER?!" another man cursed. His name is Tyler Swift and the strategist of the team.

What if Enrico Hernandez would expose Caleb to discredit him as an heir to the throne and make Roman the new King? “Come with me. I'll tell you on the way.” I stopped in my tracks to look at him in the eyes. “How will I know that I could trust you?” “Does letting you escaped Terra del Diablo reasoned enough?” A gasp escapes me. How dare he– “What the heck?” I exploded, gaining tons of attention from the people around us. I almost forget we're still at the carnival. “You had a hand on my escape? So, coming to Avondale isn't a coincidence, isn't it?”

"Morrígan, the Phantom Queen, come forth!" Team Viper watched as a sparkling effect of white lightning burst right next to Elektris's right hand side where a hooded female figure wearing a gothic tattered cape appeared. "Whiro, commander of evil and feeder of souls. Come to me! Another blast of lightning and in its place materialized a male figure who had an eerily purple face and like his predecessor, also had a cape but a longer one that almost swept the ground at his feet. Viper managed to catch the figure's name which to her, sounded something like "War-ro".

Hunter gave a small nod, his gaze steady yet unreadable. The joint operation between Hunter’s team and the SWAT unit was a daring mission, aimed at taking down the drug syndicate that had kidnapped Aster. Through their combined efforts, they managed to capture one of the syndicate's leaders. Their victory was another feather in Hunter’s cap—a major case solved yet again. The entire team received promotions for their bravery and skill, marking a proud moment for both the Navy officers and the Astral Guardians.

“So who is hot fiesty chic really?” “She saw me in my wolf form while I was performing the sacred moon ritual,” I said. “That’s all you need to know.” Lucian scoffed. “You kidnapped her for that?” I didn’t look up. “You’d rather the Council got her?” He frowned. “They’ll come either way. You know the rules. Humans who see us—” “Don’t live.” I finished the sentence quietly. He tilted his head. “Then why is she still breathing?”

The Captain’s face was a mask of stoic, regal duty, though she kept her distance from the bleeding creature on the floor. The Vanguard warriors rushed forward, wrapping heavy iron bands around the beast’s shattered chest and broken arms. "Is it dying?" Zuri asked the hunt leader, a tall woman with a deep scar across her cheek. "The Anvil broke its core, Captain," the hunt leader replied, glancing at Mwajuma with a mixture of terror and absolute respect. "It is bleeding out. It won't last the hour." Zuri’s golden eyes flickered. She looked at the dying creature, and for a fraction of a second, Mwajuma thought she saw a flash of intense, panicked frustration cross the Captain’s face.

I just wasn’t sure if you wanted it coming from me or you. Dismissed! Yorick is going to be devastated. ‘Can I see it?’ I ask. ‘Of course. You helped me find it. Unless you’re planning to become someone else’s Padawan...’ I smile. ‘You know I can see your private chat, right?’ Hijack says on the group chat. ‘Yeah. Don’t care. She’s still my protégé.’ ‘Come to the dark side, beautiful. We have much more fun over here.’ Hacker sends an image of a snarling wolf.

But the shadow inside has moved. Zora’s hand is pressed against the glass, and a single, jagged crack has appeared in the center of the platinum pillar. And in the background of the video, a massive, black-obsidian ship—the Thorne-17, a vessel Dante thought was destroyed years ago—is landing next to the crater. A figure steps out of the ship. It’s not Julian. It’s not a Judge. It’s Zora’s Father, CEO Vane. He’s alive. His face is half-covered in a mercury-mask, and he’s holding a "Resonance-Hammer." He looks into the camera, a "Lagos-grit" smile on his face.

I whispered, my voice trembling. With a final, frustrated twist, the second lock gave way. Zeus collapsed fully into my arms, his weight knocking the air from my lungs. We stumbled backward, Haizer catching us just in time. “Got him,” Haizer panted, but his face was pale. “Now we move.”

When I reached the door, I took a deep breath and knocked three times. “Come in,” a familiar voice called from inside. I opened the door and stepped in. Sitting across from Principal Hargrove was a ridiculously hot guy with dark, slightly tousled hair and striking dark green eyes. I recognized him instantly. Sebastian Hale. Westfield’s captain. The one who had dismantled Hawthorne’s offense on Friday night and smiled at me afterward like he actually saw me.