Glitch Clone Trooper Novels & Stories

"Oh won't you move a bit so she doesn't think you are as useless as you pretend your nature is. Oh, I do wish that he would be somewhat of interest right now to display that he is my perfect experiment. Ms. Spitz, this is my prized bull, I gave him the nickname: mirage because that's what he is. He doesn't look thirty six does he? He was a disabled veteran when he was surrendered to us. He was special services. A fantastic five foot eleven inches and solid three hundred pounds. I love he looks like there is nothing going on in his space. But, do not be decieved, it is anything but." I had been standing in Dr. Dawson's shadow and I could tell that the specimen was somethin that made m

And from the center of that storm, something stepped out. Not Raine. A replica. Same face. Same body. But hollow behind the eyes. “Mirror Protocol,” Amelia gasped. “Ash built a clone. A failsafe.” The clone opened its mouth, but the voice that came out was wrong. Machine-filtered. Void of emotion. > “Subject R-113 is corrupted. Resetting.” Mason didn’t hesitate—he fired. The bullet never hit. The air bent, slowing the shot to a crawl before it dropped harmlessly to the dirt.

Finn nodded his understanding and moved, ready to pull Asta free of the trap. Brodi took hold of the tortuous device and pulled. His muscles bulged with the effort of making the metal teeth come out of Asta's leg. Brodi heard a scrape of bone on metal before an inhuman scream came from his sister's throat. In the second before Finn pulled her free, Brodi realized his fear had come true. He was no longer looking at a wolf's hind paw but a human foot. A foot with the berry pink toenails of his sister. Asta had shifted.

"The logistics AI... it hijacked its own cargo. It stole from the Admin to supply us." Torque stared at them like they were insane. "You're telling me a flying forklift decided to become a rebel sympathizer?" "I'm telling you that the First Glitch wasn't just a hack," Ren said, looking up at the sky where the drone had vanished. "It was a spark." Ren stepped out of the container and looked around the courtyard at his growing army of Sump rats and scavengers. They were staring at the food and medicine like it was a miracle.

Half-collapsed, but maybe climbable if we could make a break for it. Kieran’s eyes found mine, and he gave the smallest shake of his head. Don’t. The circle of clones stopped three steps away. Their faces were blank, eyes glowing faintly in the firelight. One of them that has my face, but older, sharper, spoke. “We don’t have to fight you.” “You already are,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. Subject One gestured lazily, and the older version lunged. I dodged left, feeling her fingers graze my jacket sleeve. The touch was cold, almost electric. Echo intercepted her mid-turn, grabbing her by the collar and shoving her back into another clone so hard they both staggered.

with a predictable output; I was a Glitch in the Flesh. I hit the lead beast with a strike that was half-claw, half-fire, and purely Spontaneous. My talons tore through its synthetic throat, ripping out the Neural-Relay that connected it to the hive-mind. The silver-white wolf didn't scream; it Glitched. Its body pixelated for a second, showing the hollow, plastic frame beneath, before it exploded into a spray of dry, white silicon dust. "SYSTEM... ERROR..." the remaining beasts echoed, their synchronization breaking as the "Source-Node" was deleted.

"Don't just stand there, 01. The Board has a back-up signal. In sixty seconds, every SUV in this fleet becomes a drone on autopilot. We move or we burn." "Why are you helping me?" Maya gasped, her hand instinctively shielding her stomach. "Because I remember the lullaby too," the clone said, a jagged, human pain breaking through her soldier’s mask. "Now, get in." Maya grabbed Leo, who looked like he was one more revelation away from a total catatonic breakdown, and threw him into the back of the lead SUV. The rogue clone jumped into the driver’s seat, tires screaming as she tore out of the blackened circle of the bungalow.

The doppelgängers wake. They're not mimics. They're *upgrades*. --- **The Perfections** The Kelly clone moves first, her static a controlled storm, her eyes glowing with the Arbor Prime's green light. "You're flawed. Let us fix you." The Hunter clone phases through solid matter, his roots razor-sharp. "You'll thank us later." The Kael clone aims a rifle forged from pure entropy. "Stand still. This'll sting." Veyra and I retreat, but the garden shifts, walls of thorns cutting off escape. The Custodian watches, bored. "This is why we use clean templates. Organics are so... *messy*."

She spun toward the jet, every movement sharp, almost electric. “The Queen is weak!” the clone screamed, her voice crackling like a broken radio. “She gives the power away! We’ll take it back!” The “glitched” clones started running at Julian, but not like normal people. They moved in jagged jumps, flickering in and out, like a video skipping frames. “Get to the jet!” Julian yelled. He slogged out of the water, boots heavy with wet sand.

AVA I stood beside Derek and our team, my heart pounding in my chest as we crept through the shadows of the Golden Claw Palace. The night air was thick with tension, and I could feel the weight of our mission bearing down on us. We had stolen codes and inside information that would help us slip through the back gate undetected, but I knew that didn't guarantee our safety. As we moved closer to the palace, I felt a strange sensation building inside me. It was as if my bond with Cane was growing stronger, like an invisible thread connecting us across the distance.