Glitch Clone Trooper Novels & Stories

And I can’t make it any better… I can never heal anyone again without dying. I hear sniffs and snorts outside and I hold my breath, gathering every bit of strength I have, “Cassandra,” I whisper. “We can do this.” My body starts glowing white as I feel heat. I walk to the outside of the cave, my bones breaking as Cassandra takes over. The pain isn’t like it was before and now that I have met her, I feel at even more peace than I did the first time. I hear growling and I open my eyes. Three of Jackson’s warriors are waiting, but something tells me I do not need to be afraid. Something tells me that I am more powerful than I ever imagined… And they are about to find out you don’t mess with thi

The floor vibrated, a low whine rising as the containment units began to overload. “Thirty seconds!” she yelled. Elias pulled himself up, wiping blood from his mouth. “Adrian—move!” Adrian twisted free just as the pod behind them exploded in a burst of white steam and sparks. The clone staggered back, disoriented. Adrian looked at him — at the same face, the same eyes, but hollow and lost. For a second, he almost felt pity. Then the clone looked up at him and whispered, “You’re the mistake.” The ceiling lights shattered. Darkness fell.

The clone's scream echoed off concrete walls as strobe lights erupted through the darkness. I dropped into a combat crouch, rifle sweeping the blackness—until a boot connected with my ribs. The impact sent me skidding across the interrogation room floor. My NVGs shattered against the wall. Naz's voice cut through the chaos: "Ambush! They knew we—" Gunfire drowned her out. The clone—the other me—thrashed against her restraints. "They're coming!" Blood dripped from her split lip. "The real trap is in sublevel five!"

The right clone, still partially linked but receiving garbage data, swung its blade in a panic and accidentally decapitated the center clone. The unit fell apart. The perfect triangle shattered into three broken, confused men. Marcus recovered, charging forward with a roar. He grabbed the remaining standing clone by the neck and slammed him into the blast door, crushing the helmet. Silence returned to the antechamber, save for the sparking of the broken frog toy. Kzzzt... Namo... Kzzzt. Jack stood up, wiping black fluid from his hands. He was breathing hard, his ribs burning. "Remind me," Jack panted, kicking the frog toy, "to leave a five-star review for that thing."

"Trust the scar. Trust the girl who stayed in the tank beside you while the droids tore the skin off your back. Trust the mud, Dante." He flinched at the name. The word Dante seemed to strike him like a physical blow, a password that bypassed the security protocols of his reset brain. He looked at his scarred forearm, then at my hand—raw, bleeding silver, and trembling with the weight of forty-two dead clones. With a low, guttural curse, Thorne dropped his pulse-blade. He grabbed my hand.

"Company is coming. THE FIRST WAVE The drilling stopped. Silence returned to the tunnel. Then, a metallic CLANG. A grappling hook shot out of the darkness above, latching onto the stone railing of the ramp. Then another. And another. Ropes dropped. "Here we go," Kai whispered. Figures began to slide down the ropes. They weren't Valravn. They were tactical assault troops. Heavy body armor, night-vision goggles, gas masks. Mercenaries. "Wait for it," Kai murmured. The first trooper hit the ramp. He unclipped from the rope and raised his rifle. He took a step forward. He crossed the invisible line of the first kinetic repulsor. WHOOSH. A pulse of blue force slammed into him. It threw him backwa

Kass hissed. “No. No no NO—she shouldn’t have that much influence yet—pull her away—!” The clone surged forward again. Elias stepped in its path. He had no plan. No chance of winning. But he planted his feet and glared at the creature wearing Lena’s face. “If you want her,” Elias growled, “You go through ME.” The clone raised its hand— But something inside it hesitated. A glitch. A flicker. It stared at Elias with something eerily human.

Ngisi ni Alex dito na kinaputla naman ni Noglas kaya nagsimula na namang magtawanan at mang-asar ang tropa. "Ayaw ko nga, ano ba 'yan sa dinami-daming p'wedeng i-dare ayan pa tsk." Angal niya in a cool way pero halata sa kaniyang namumutla siya at kinakabahan pero inaasar lang namin siya at hinatak patayo kaya wala na siyang nagawa kung 'di ang sumayaw.

The claw mark on her chest raw and fresh. And he couldn't help it. Closing his eyes, trailing them. He focusses his energy on it. Making a dark substance to replace the red blood and next she knows. The dark substance stitches the wound together, closing it. Healing her. His fingers trail lower to touch her blossoms ,when he stops. Clenching his fists. The humans words resonating in his mind. " I will die but I will never accept a man like you! I hate you! I hate you Than!"

the other guy asked, eliciting a laughter from the leader . Silas grunted and his claws popped out of his fingers, the sharpness of the Alpha's claws glinting in the sunlight that streamed into the forest through the spaces in the tree leaves. “You don't need to come into my territory to make me kill you, your existence alone is a nuisance” Silas said and charged at them. A few minutes later, the dismembered body of the three rogues lay on the floor in an entangled bloody heap, blood dripping out of Silas claws as he wiped them carefully with the white handkerchief he was holding, his previous pristine white shirt stained with blood.