Homeless Clone Trooper Novels & Stories

“My brother had no choice but to take charge of the pieces of a pack, still very young, he didn’t even have his wolf yet, Selene. He took on responsibilities that weren’t his, forced by circumstances to do so, to protect at all costs the few of us who were left. He could have just let us die. After all, we had nothing; we were just a bunch of women, mostly elderly, and very young girls, without a home, without food, without hope, without anything. What little we have now is thanks to the hard work that Connor did and continues to do with Jackson’s help.” Selene's chest fills with sadness upon hearing this; however, a very big doubt fills her mind. “If there are no more males in the pack, who

Also, I could get in trouble with these traps that were still around if I was found by the soldiers of the Night Rider pack. I looked around, wanting to leave. That was when it all became too clear to me that I was now homeless again. What was I to do, where was I going from that point onward, were the questions I kept asking myself. I had no money or even a change of clothes with me. So how was I expected to survive? Without my consent, my eyes roamed back to the direction that med back to Alpha Arnold’s pack. Should I just go and ask the man to give me the grace to stay at his pack for a while until I could organize myself again and determine what I wanted to do.

Yet, he wore a fierce smile full of battle spirit. “You finally appeared,” Emperor Stavros said through gritted teeth. “James Caden, I didn’t expect you to become this strong.” “I don’t know either,” James replied with a smile and a shake of his head. “However, taking you down shouldn’t be a problem.” “You’re so arrogant!” Emperor Stavros immediately stood straight. “Do you think two clones and a second body could injure me? You underestimate the Forty-Ninth Heaven.” “No, you’re wrong.” James shrugged. “They weren’t my clones. All of them were second bodies. My real clone is here.”

This may be how I die, though they both seemed genuinely concerned. “Technically this is our land but it’s rarely patrolled or used” one says. “Where is your pack or your family?”. At that thought, I look down at my very soiled hands and a tear begins to well. “They’re gone. It is just me”. There is an awkward silence accompanied by small whispers. “Please come with us to our pack. Our alpha is quite lenient and would offer you food and shelter”. Morgan yips excitedly in my mind at the thought of a safe place to sleep and ooh maybe food! “Morgan, how do we know this isn’t a trap? No one has ever shown kindness while trespassing”. “Em, we both need something to eat other than squirrels and be

“If they take me down, you run. You take Aaron, and you flee. Do you hear me? You do not look back.” My chest crushed under the misery of his words. “And leave you behind? Never.” “Promise me.” His gaze seared into mine, ferocious and desperate. “Promise me, Elara.” Tears ran down my cheeks as I said, “I promise.” The abandoned warehouse loomed ahead, encircled by rusting chain-link gates and motionless shadows. Lucian’s troops fanned out around the perimeter, equipped with silver shells and enough supernatural firepower to raze the entire block.

Big Trey said to Khalil who immediately went to the door, and peeped through the hole before he opened it and went outside, the door behind him. “What are you looking for?” He asked the woman standing in front of him. “I’m looking for Maureen. She texted me this place as her address.” “There’s no one bearing that name here.” “What about your neighbors?” “The landlord evicted everyone.” The woman looked at him suspiciously, then he added “My mum and I will be moving anytime from now.” “Okay. Thanks for your help.” She said as she made for the stairs. ‘That was a close one.’ Khalil thought.

A double-reinforced vault with retinal scan access. As Chaewon stepped forward. The scanner lit green, access granted and the doors opened. And there she was, the clone. Standing in the center of the room, wearing Chaewon’s wedding gown. The exact same one. “Hello, Chaewon,” she said softly. “I’ve been waiting.” Han raised his gun. The clone didn’t move. Jian stepped in front of Chaewon. “Kang. Where is he?” “He’s already moved,” the clone said. “He doesn’t need this facility anymore.”

And most terrifyingly, he saw Themselves. ​Floating in the violet mist were "Draft-Clones"—beings who looked like Kael and Nora but were frozen in moments of failure. One Kael was still Muted, his mouth sewn shut by silver wire. Another Nora was a cold, mechanical drone of the Sovereign-Swarm. ​"They’re the versions of us that gave up," Nora said, her voice trembling. "The versions where the 'Friction' wasn't enough." ​Suddenly, the mist began to coalesce. Out of the wreckage of a "Failed Chapter 50," a figure emerged. He looked exactly like Kael, but his "Bloom-Armor" was black, and his pulse-cane was a jagged shard of obsidian.

The Cadogans are going to go against us! ‘They’re the Cadogans from Metrocity, and they’re going to cut us up into pieces!’ Kayson pondered for a short moment. Soon afterward, he said, “Come with me, the three of you. We’re going to Admiralporium.” Upon hearing that, Master Shannong’s expression changed slightly, and he expressed his concern. “Will Admiralporium take us in willingly?” The three of them were considered homeless now! Kayson said, “I believe that Chief Kline will do it out of respect for me.”

Torches flickered somewhere ahead, cold, pale flames like the one in the lab ruins. Not natural Not fire Electric Ronan’s heart hammered faster The Hunters had been here recently. Or the clone had learned how to mimic them. He rounded a sharp bend And froze The tunnel opened into a narrow chamber carved from ancient stone. Vines crawled across the walls like vines. Pools of murky water dotted the ground. And in the centre stood the clone. Not fully human Not fully anything Her silhouette flickered, like a glitch in the air. Her hair hung in tangled ropes. One eye glowed faintly, not gold like Ronan’s, not green like Kiera’s White. Dead white.