Rebels Kanan Jarrus Novels & Stories

a familiar voice called out. Petal grinned as she ran to a large man that rushed to meet her. He swung her up in his arms as he made his way to the front with the others. His back faced us as he hugged Margo and Nat before turning back around. "Joker! You've got to be fucking kidding me!" Shooter yelled out. I glanced around as a group of large men in MC jackets joined the Rebels, many giving the gang members greetings, handshakes and hugs. It was obvious that this MC was allied with the Rebels closely.

Naming felt less like drowning. ‎His lip twitched, almost like a smile, but tighter. “My people. A couple of guys from outside the club I trust. Guy called Taye, he’s owed me a favor since I once bailed him out of a mess with a dealer. He’s clean. No loyalties to Marcus. He’ll help.” ‎ ‎“How many?” ‎ ‎“Enough,” he said. “Not too many. We’re not trying to start a war.” ‎

The feeling was unparalleled. "We're going to fight them," Jasper declared, watching as his men eagerly consumed the stolen drugs. He had taken them from his father, and now he will use them to defeat Raven and his men. He wasn’t going to die today. No, today he would win. He would take Raven’s head and parade it triumphantly before Brienne.

“You sound exactly like Subject Zero.” Elaine frowns. “…Who?” Elias realizes he has said too much. ⸻ Without warning— Every light goes out. Gunfire erupts from somewhere above. Not aimed at Adrian. Not aimed at Elaine. At Elias. He dives behind a concrete pillar. Smoke grenades explode. Chaos fills the warehouse. A masked tactical team floods the building. Someone shouts, “Secure the journals!” Another voice yells, “Leave no witnesses!” Adrian pulls Elaine behind overturned crates.

Three hundred Nulls stood on the other, breathing in staccato gasps. A divided house. My stomach twisted—iron knots pulling tighter. "You think they are weak?" I asked the Rogue. I pointed to the Nulls. "They have no fur," the Rogue spat. "No claws. They break." "They have fingers," I corrected. "And they have aim." I signaled Rax. The rebel leader stepped forward. He pulled a tarp off a pile of jagged weapons. They were composed of pipes, wires, and canisters of glowing blue fluid.

"You were reborn too." The light turned green. I raised the window and placed the glass between our worlds again. Before it closed completely, I said, "In the last life, we already settled our debt." The car moved forward. Adrian chased for a few steps, but the bodyguards stopped him. In the rearview mirror, he stood at the street corner like a statue soaked in rain. I looked away. I felt no thrill of revenge. I felt no old love rising from the ashes. I only felt a peace that had finally landed.

Yelled our father using is alpha command. Matthew the Commander of our army just returned from what was supposed to be a milk run. Telling us he had a run in with the heathen we lost one of our men and our cousin Dj is in critical condition because the heathen infected him with its venom. Matt was fed from as well but for some reason wasnt injected with the venom. On top of that he failed to bring us the human rebel that wears the heathens mark which could lean us to the heathen. "So let me guess this straight. You went to fetch the human rebel that could be our only lead to get the heathen. Then the heathen showed up to get his girl and free the other humans" said my brother in anger.

"What are you really trying to say? Don't give me any weird bullshit. I'm fucking tired right now." The man smiled widely. "What I want to say is that I found someone suitable as the leader position for our rebel group." Caskey, who had closed his eyes while leaning back in his chair, now opened his eyes spontaneously. "What?!" They are a group of rebels. However, until now, they have implemented a leaderless system. But now, it was the founder of the werewolf rebel group himself who said that he had found someone suitable as the leader of their group.

No better than what I have on my back right now. "Your stuff is crap," I say, eyeing a little kid as he hands over a shovel to a taller man with a stain-covered hoodie. "I expected the Rebels to have better gears. You know, considering your whole 'Get rid of the damn chimeras things and take back Earth' thing. You're going to need more than peashooters to take down their spaceship." "Oh, believe me. We have more. We just have it packed away at the current moment."

"They are the rebels, Jholand. A group of brave and loyal individuals who are fighting against the king's tyranny. And they are led by a man named Arin, who is sworn to protect you and help you claim your rightful place on the throne." I felt a surge of excitement and hope. Maybe, just maybe, we had a chance to defeat my father and take back the kingdom. And with Sam by my side, and the rebels on our side, I knew Elara nodded, as if she could see the determination in my eyes. "Arin is a good man, Jholand. He will help you, but you must be careful. The king's spies are everywhere, and they will stop at nothing to crush the rebellion."