Rogue One Script Novels & Stories

Flora’s P.O.V I wrapped a bandage around Clay’s abdomen, careful not to tighten the cloth too much so his wounds could heal on their own. I was slowly starting to realize that being a rogue didn’t only mean mental instability, but there were certain physical drawbacks as well. Rogues didn’t heal as fast as any normal wolf would and they also became highly aggressive when injured. Even now, Clay was gritting his teeth together to stop himself from lashing out. I wasn’t worried though. Clay had always had iron control whenever he was with me, but what I was worried about, wasn’t his physical but mental state.

Rosa::: I guess the day is finally here the day kumara officially becomes one of us ,it makes me happy really ,since his arrival to my pack ,they've been a lot of improvements around ,especially with my warriors and , a lesser work load for gamma Rex to handle ,that's why I'm comfortable sending him out on errands ,because there's someone who can cover for him ,I take a quick shower and slide into a nice outfit a red skirt and white top ,I walk down to my mirror apply some light make up on while brushing my hair ,its really messed up ,I'm not surprised though considering that I've passed through a lot in the last twenty four hours ,I slip my feet into a nice pair of black sneakers and I gue

“No. We were tracking some rogues that had kidnapped a few children from our pack, this land belongs to no one. It is neutral ground.” I nodded again, “then I ask that you leave me in peace. I have done nothing to you or your pack.” The alpha growled, causing me to jump. “You are a rogue.” Another man spoke, stepping forward, he was identical to the alpha, though much smaller and seemingly younger. “How old are you?” I tensed, I was trying hard not to collapse to my knees and sob for the loss of my mother, I wasn’t sure how much longer I could keep it together. My heart was breaking and Kayla was howling mournfully in my head. “I’m seventeen.”

He cracked his knuckles, a subtle but chilling sound that echoed in the confined space. “Three against one? I guest i’m that strong for you to come to me all at once.” he said, his voice low and steady, laced with a confidence that sent shivers down my spine. “But mind you, You’ll regret this,” The first rogue lunged, claws bared and teeth gnashing. Zero sidestepped effortlessly, grabbing the rogue by the wrist and twisting it with a sickening snap. The rogue howled in pain, but Zero didn’t stop. He yanked the rogue forward, slamming his knee into the attacker’s gut before tossing him into a pile of trash bags like he weighed nothing.

It pooled beneath him, soaking into the dirt, and the smell hit me all at once,metallic, sharp, heavy and my stomach twisted. "What happened?" someone asked. "Rogue attack," another voice answered. "He was on perimeter watch. They came out of nowhere." "How many?" "Three, maybe four. They ran before we could track them." My heart hammered against my ribs. Rogue attack. Here. At the camp that had taken me in. “This is your fault,” a voice whispered in the back of my mind. “They came looking for you.” "Move." Kael appeared at my side, his hand on my elbow, firmly guiding me backward. "You don't need to see this."

I cannot tell if the smell is coming from me or from the rogue that is walking in my direction. The rogue steps in front of me but all I can see are his worn shoes. Days without food or water have made me weak. My neck cracks loudly as I try to lift my head and pain shoots through my back. A soft sob escapes my lips as I try to move any part of my body. "Hey," the rogue says softly. "I don't have much time." "What are you talking about?" My voice is hoarse and scratchy. Gently the rogue lifts my chin and presses a glass to my lips. Cool liquid splashes against my lips and my mouth eagerly flies open. I gulp down the water greedily. It rushes down my throat and soothes the pain that has been

The massive wolf's snout sniffed my stomach, then roared loudly and was followed by three other rogues. My eyes widened as soon as I saw dozens of rogue tails coming out from behind the big bushes and trees. Their eyes light up red, and they have sharp teeth that are ready to tear their prey apart. I thought today was my last day. However, the unexpected thing was that all the rogues lowered their bodies with their heads down. 'My Luna, welcome. I've been waiting for you for so long.' Rogue in front of me said firmly. “Are you crazy?” I broke the mind link and communicated in a normal way.

Although technically Its not me in control. The door falls to the ground with such a thunderous bang that the floor vibrates and the rogues come in thinking they've caught me by surprise.... Well shock on them ! I take a vase that is on the bed side table and smash it on one rogues head , He falls to the ground almost immediately. The others look alarmed and angry and they charge at me. My claws come out and I slash ones neck , I then bend down and stab the third rogue on the feet. He falls and I stab his heart. I then take my backpack, sling it over my shoulders and run! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I couldn’t answer, because this kid had given us more surprises in the last couple of days than I have had in my lifetime. Men and women start exiting the forest, cheering as they drag a live Rogue along the grass. Alpha Knox makes his way in front of us. “We caught one. Some of the others got away. I figured that this one might have some answers for you.” He dumps him on the ground and kicks the Rogue in his ribs. The Rogue growls at him and makes a grab for his leg, making Alpha Knox kick him again. “Can you speak like the other one?” I ask crouching down next to him.

Oscar’s POV The night air was thick with frost and tension, each breath burning in his lungs as Solstice stirred beneath him, muscles coiling like steel springs. The rogues were already moving with the cunning of desperation, slipping through shadows, teeth bared, eyes glowing with intelligence and malice. The first wave surged suddenly, teeth flashing in the moonlight, claws scraping the frozen earth, and Oscar felt Solstice tighten, senses erupting into a symphony of awareness that far outstripped human comprehension. Every shift of weight, every subtle ripple of muscle in the rogues was immediately registered, every potential strike calculated before it even occurred. He lunged, twisting