Glitch Clone Trooper Novels & Stories

The messy, irrational, beautiful disaster of being his mate. The clone began to shake. Its artificial brain, designed for logic and murder, couldn't process the sheer, screaming volume of human emotion. "Overflow," the clone gasped. Its Victor-mask began to melt, the edges of its mouth drooping like wax. "Too much... noise... cannot... quantify... love..." "Then die with it!" Elodie yelled. A massive surge of white light erupted from her hands, traveling through the neural link and into the clone’s core. The clone’s head thrown back, a sound tearing from its throat that wasn't a roar or a scream—it was the sound of a system failing. Blue sparks flew from its eyes. Black smoke began to pour f

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

The door exploded. Chaewon dove sideways, ears ringing. Through the smoke, a figure lunged—not Dr. Chen. Someone younger. Faster. Enhanced. Another clone. This one had modifications visible—silver circuitry running under her skin like veins, eyes that glowed faint blue. More machine than human. "Target acquired," the clone said in a monotone. "Eliminating." She moved with inhuman speed. Chaewon barely dodged the first strike—a blow that would have crushed her skull. The second caught her shoulder, sent her crashing into the wall.

The mark of Elias’s twisted gospel. Lorenzo muttered, “He thinks truth is something you can program.” Sky stepped in again, holding a chip soaked in gel. “Pulled it from the brain stem. There’s a message inside. Not text. A voice.” “Play it.” She tapped her lens. The clone’s voice, warped and glitching, whispered: “I am you. I am what they’ll believe when the real you dies.” Lorenzo’s eyes darkened. “No one believes in ghosts. Until they kill you.”

I can’t lose you know. We all sprint to the Proposal woods. I reduce my speed, and the pack does as well. Reaching the end of the cliff. We stare down. I let out a howl, and the pack follows. We see the Volatile pack staring at the mountains, looking straight at us. The Volatile pack howls as well to declare war. I see one of their pack members running towards their outlook tower. Triggering the siren, another pack has come to their land to warn the rest of the pack.

Lucas was a machine; avoiding and blocking everything Omar threw at him without any effort. Omar! Stop! Chloe finally managed to find her words. He's going to kill you! The distraction cost Omar. A split second was all Lucas needed to go on the offensive, sending Omar flying. The yelp gave away that Omar was injured by the impact with the ground but the sound snapped Chloe out of her shell-shock like a knock to the lungs. Before she could fully comprehend what she was doing, Chloe burst into a sprint, moving past Lucas was he stalked towards the injured wolf.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

"You're bleeding again? We have to get you back to the camp and Lilith. She'll know what to do. You'll die out here." I nodded in silence as Hunt started breathing heavily. He was going to shift. "Climb on my back when I shift and we'll get back to the cabins in no time, okay?" "Okay." I watched as his muscles rippled and the sound of his bones cracking filled the air. I'd only ever seen a shift once when I was back in my pack and that was still when I was a kid. Seeing it now made me lost for words. "Stay back," he warned through gritted teeth and I watched as the dark blue veins slithered up his arms.

“ They pulled Dorin off the chair and dragged him to the other side of the table. Vincent took a deep breath. Slowly, he let it out as he felt the presence of a wormhole beginning to open right in front of them. “Be ready.” He hissed at Mar and Johan. Mar took one of the iron chairs. She snapped off one of its rear legs that connected to the backrest with such force, that the 2 boys stared at her. “I like to improvise,” she told them as she stood in wait, holding on to the piece of steel like a saber. The hole appeared in thin air. So did four images all in black. They were dark-skinned and yellow-eyed, with hair of the same darkness. They quickly assumed formation, one to the right, one to

Especially not when he was stood with a rogue himself. "You can't exactly judge," I replied as I pointed to the guy. "He was part of Moon Shadow prior to their downfall. He just hasn't been fully accepted into the pack," Luca said. I could see his fists clenched at his side and I could hear the way in which he was controlling his breathing which only served to make me smile to myself.