Phase 2 Clone Trooper Clone Wars 소설 & 이야기

"WE HAVE WHAT WE CAME FOR!" Pulling me closer against his body, he let out a whistle that pierced my eardrums. Gritting my teeth, I watched as the world around me disappeared while hoping that my friends and comrades managed to survive and would soon find me. [Mason’s POV] I stood back-to-back with my younger self as rogues began to move in from every side. Til this point, we had managed to gain the advantage, but they somehow multiplied, and now we found ourselves in a very sticky situation.

"There's always a way around these things. Tell me, would you have believed if anyone told you six years ago that a clone would take your place and deceive your subjects without them noticing a thing?" I was rendered speechless. As much as I hated to admit it, she was right. If Ratio could succeed in making a clone of me and deceiving almost everyone for years, who was to say he couldn't deceive my father? "Makes sense now, huh?" Nora asked. "Even if I kill you today, Robert would be fine. Once his real father takes his rightful place, all would be right in the world." I chuckled. It made Nora even madder. "Laugh all the want. But the fact remains that none of you is coming out of here alive

he said quietly. “Then someone is using ghosts to move real people.” “Yes.” “And they haven’t shown their face yet because—” “Because they’re close,” he finished. The room seemed to shrink. Outside, unseen, a camera lens adjusted focus. And somewhere else, a voice said calmly, “Phase Two is working.”

He was wearing the white pants again—Lu Cheng had insisted on it—but he had put on a shirt this time, covering the collar, though the leather still chafed against his skin. "We need to talk about Phase Two," Lu Cheng said, finally looking up. His eyes were cold, calculating. "Phase Two?" Yu Yan asked nervously. "I thought the contract was for a month." "The contract covers the duration of your stay," Lu Cheng said. "But the training has phases. Phase One was establishing dominance. We completed that." "And Phase Two?" "Public submission," Lu Cheng said. Yu Yan paled. "What? No. Absolutely not." "I don't mean we're going to walk down the street holding hands," Lu Cheng said, a sneer curling h

The voice answered. “Not just him.” A pause. “Everyone in that system.” Nathan muttered, “This is bigger than we thought…” Amelia looked at Damian again. His expression was different now. Not anger. Not confusion. Something sharper. Realization. The voice continued. “And now she’s triggered Phase Two.” Silence. Amelia frowned. “What is Phase Two?” A pause. Then: “Retrieval.” The stairwell lights flickered violently again. Damian suddenly looked up.

Kael groaned, his fingers curling perfectly as I came hard around them, a powerful resonance wave bursting outward. Varen attacked again, but this time Kael was faster, stronger. He slammed Varen into the wall with bone-crushing force. But the victory was short-lived. Harlan’s voice returned, icy and triumphant. “Phase Two initiated.” A new frequency pierced the air higher, sharper. Kael stiffened against me. Several more pack members, including some I thought were loyal, turned with glazed eyes and attacked their own. Rafe took a hit meant for me and went down hard.

“This time we’re the ones hunting.” And somewhere, far away in the shadows of a distant control room, a figure watched the same news broadcast replaying Aria Whitmore’s speech. A slow, deliberate smile spread across the person’s face. “So the queen survived,” the voice murmured, low and satisfied. The screen shifted to Lucien standing beside her, radiating control and strength. The smile widened, deliberate and chilling. A hand reached forward, typing a command with precision. “Stage Two Initiate.” The war was no longer just a conflict between two families. It had evolved, grown, and mutated into something far more dangerous.

Damian commanded. His voice held that predatory calm I’d learned to dread, but I felt the tremor in his grip. "Override denied," the nursery AI responded. The voice was no longer the soft, maternal hum of the Morton Estate. It was flat. Metallic. "External authority recognized. Harvest Phase Two is in progress. Please remain stationary for specimen stabilization." Damian’s eyes snapped to the Argus pod on the ceiling. The lens had shifted from a calm blue to a lidless, pulsing red.

Then his body convulsed And split open. Metal beneath skin. Wires, spines, gears. The clone had never been fully human. Not since Phase Six. The prototype wasn’t the final version. He was. And now the real program has been activated. The last thing Noa saw before blacking out? Was the clone’s eyes glowing white And the ship is going dark. To be continued.

I nodded "She said it's where it started. The real Project. Not just the base, tested something bigger." He gripped the steering wheel tighter "Then we have to go there before Jared." What we didn't know is that Jared was already en route. The moment my mother's heart had ceased beating, he'd changed direction. He sat in the back of a black SUV watching a video of our escape. His expression was blank and his fingers tapping against the armrest. A girl sat opposite him. A clone. My voice. My face but her eyes was cold and expressionless. "Phase One complete" Jared stated factually "Initiate Phase Two."