Clone Clone Wars Novels & Stories

Then Killian spoke, “Can you tell us what brought you here in the first place.” I knew he was telling the truth. I came for a reason. First, start with the war between the Moon Crescent and Blue Lily packs. It's more than it Looks to the eye. This war began when you guys were kids, but you don't know the real cause of the war I will tell you from the beginning.

As the clones float away, Kaymaer is revealed with a tiny orb in his hand. “Antaroq Eznon Mordor!”, he yells, firing the orb at X. X stands there as the beam hits a portal and appears behind him. He barely dodges as the beam appears to be faster than it was. X raised a finger, his halo slightly pulsing. “Hypersphere”, he says and a transparent orb, at least two times bigger than the current battle planet we were on appeared, swallowing Kaymaer, and the beam. It hits the inside of the sphere and disappears.

He mimicked her trembling voice, doubling over with laughter again. David clapped his hands, clearly proud of their prank. “Come on, Joyce, admit it. It was genius. We even got you home safe and sound.” “Safe and sound?!” Joyce snapped. “You dragged me into a van, blindfolded me, and made me think I was being kidnapped! How is that SAFE?!”

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

I said, though my vision swam with exhaustion. “Liar.” A faint smile touched my lips. “You always know.” She tried to smile back but couldn’t. “You think she’ll come for us?” I looked out through the broken window — the horizon still glowing faintly orange. “No. She won’t need to. She’s already winning.” “What do you mean?” “The clones,” I said quietly. “They’re not soldiers — they’re seeds. She’ll scatter them across the world. Each one designed to infiltrate, adapt, and replicate. She’s not building an army. She’s building a new species.”

“Don't be stupid enough to interfere, go back to base so we can regroup.” “But Cassian,” he insists. “That was an order.”

She shoved me down and huffed as she hovered over me, my cheeks stinging faintly with the cuts her nails left behind. “I could see it every time he looked at you or your brother… I could hear it when he would say your names in conversation… He still wanted her, a dead woman, over me!” Her hands came up then, showing her claws and coming closer to my face. “It was always that violet eyed bitch over me… and now I have to deal with a near clone that keeps getting in my way.” I cringed away as a twisted smile grew on her face, the darkness in her eyes increasing as her teeth started to sharpen. “I’ll dig those damned eyes out… maybe then he’ll forget her… maybe if I can remove every trace of her

*Bram* “Walk with me, Commander Bram.” Alpha Kaelen gives me an order, and I obey it, even though I’m immensely busy at the moment. We are in the process of preparing for our newest attack against Moon Falls Pack. Normally, our preparation doesn’t involve any sort of weapons because it’s considered dishonorable for wolf shifters to fight with weapons. But… Alpha Kaelen has decided he doesn’t care about honor at this point. He’s willing to do whatever it takes to destroy the enemy. So we aren’t just loading up the supplies we will need–food, water, shelter, supplies for the healers–but weapons as well. Metal claws that fit over our regular ones, body armor, even bows and arrows and knives tha

He rose with brutal force, clawing across the clone’s chest, each strike heavier, more desperate. The fight dragged on — claws tearing flesh, teeth ripping fur, both staggering, bloodied but unyielding. The cavern echoed with the sound of wolves locked in a duel for dominance. At last, Aeron saw the falter. The clone’s strikes grew sloppy, his stance wavering. Aeron seized the moment — slammed him against the stone, fangs sinking deep into his throat. The clone convulsed, then went limp. Aeron ripped away and let the body fall, panting, his muzzle dripping red. The imposter twitched once, then lay unconscious, defeated.

Igarashi who raised his eyebrows playfully at my expression as if this was something that he was used to. "It's been the focus of this project to work on a way for the soldiers on the front lines, to not wear out as easily. We're particularly interested in the next evolution." Dr. Dawson's hands moved around wildly as he lead me down the corridor. The wall was the same as before, seamless, until we stopped in front of another random panel. Here, he pushed aside a small panel to reveal a scanner. I was surprised to see it there as he swiped his key card and pressed a code into the room. I felt goosebumps as the door slid open and revealed there was a red tiled staircase leading towards