Novel & Cerita Hardcase Clone Wars

A massive bear-kin warrior stepped forward, swinging a jagged obsidian spear at the chest of the closest clone. The thick stone blade impaled the grey-skinned monstrosity perfectly through the sternum. The clone did not even flinch. It grabbed the shaft of the spear and violently snapped it in half. The wound in its chest knit together in a fraction of a second, the pale flesh aggressively regenerating around the broken stone tip. The clone stepped inside the bearkin's reach and drove a fist into the warrior's ribs, a blow so fast and heavy it sounded like a cannon shot.

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.

However, on the night of my 18th birthday, the first crack started to form in my carefully-crafted armor. I'd just gotten off work from the graveyard shift and was on my way back to my dormitory when I ran into a group of drunk street thugs. Just as they were about to force me to my wits' end, Vernon suddenly appeared out of nowhere. After chasing off the thugs, he gathered me in his arms even though my knee was bleeding from earlier. His hug threw me completely off guard. It felt like the strange yet familiar warmth of a father's hug—big, strong, and safe.

" I promise to not hurt him too much and also, you can always rely on me whenever you need to talk." The two separated and looked at each other. Lee grinned at him before opening her mouth to drop a bomb. " By the way 'uncle Dash', I would like to move into the main base with Hannah. She will be safer over there. Additionally, I have managed to attract the attention of one of the members of our Rival gang. I am afraid that one of these days, he will come budging into my house and scare the princess."

Just a mountain of paperwork waiting for me. Once I settle into my office only Leno and Bryant stayed, Geo had to go to the hospital for patients. “What were you able to find out while we were at Dark Claw?” I asked Leno. “Not much in their library. They have a public records section, specifically about the federation alliances and anything the pack has documented, however documents for that year are not available or better yet nowhere to be found.” Leno updated me. “Wait what?,” I asked him, shocked at what he reported.

The Rebel ship, The Vengeance, groaned as it pulled me out of the cold vacuum. I hit the floor of the hangar bay with a heavy thud. My skin was no longer soft; it felt like warm marble, and my veins pulsed with a dark, angry red light. I didn't need a suit to breathe. I didn't even feel the cold. The explosion of the station had burned away the last of the "failed" clone. What stood up was something much more dangerous.

“You had a mother. A life. A love. I had needles. Orders—Silence.” “You can still choose—” “No,” the clone snapped. “You don’t get to offer me mercy. I was made to replace you.” Her eyes gleamed. “And now I’m going to...” She reached behind her back. Pulled a blade and lunged. Jian intercepted her mid-strike, shoving her back. The clone spun, slashing his arm before flipping over a console and vanishing into the corridor. “Damn it,” Han hissed, chasing after her.

Kirou allowed himself a few moments to fully digest all the memories that he had received. *******Flashback******* The path that this clone took eventually led to the other side of the mountain where there was a path that led to a deep valley. The clone originally had no idea where to go but it had come across a few bandits patrolling the area. The clone stuck to the shadows and carefully followed behind the patrol without making its presence known. A few minutes later, the clone was led back to a well-constructed village that looked more like a well-fortified fortress as opposed to being a simple bandit hideout.