Rwby Clone Hero Novels & Stories

*Bam* The incoming Ray was knocked back about five metres when he came into contact with Mane’s palm. Mane looked at the clone and cast a spirit scan. He didn’t have the chance to use it before, but he could do so now. NAME: Ray Duplicate AGE: Temporary Creation. Will disappear upon exhausting its life HEALTH POINTS: 1600/2600 DESCRIPTION: A clone made by the Brute King Ray. It possesses 50 percent of the original’s power level. Unable to use glows. Cannot use breaths.

Listening carefully to his heartbeat and if it goes irregular, I should check him. "Did you listen to that? My heart is beating frantically for you." The man that I'm checking is making an irrelevant comment. "Where are you hurt?" I ignored his previous statement and focused on the pain. "My face is burning because of your beauty." He smirked, and I rolled my eyes, he's cute but not my style and by the way, I'm taken. "Let's just heal your face quickly." I said taking a deep sigh and focused on his face that Rhyker damaged. The green light came out of my hands as I held toward his face, and then magically his face started to regrow nicely.

"We won't be long. We stopped by just to say happy birthday to you! I'll give you a game voucher for a present!" "No need to bother; you know my account number, right? Make it simple, okay?" Varel winked mischievously at Roy. "Whatever," said Roy quickly. Varel looked back at me. "Your face looks familiar to me. Where have we met?" Varel came closer to me and looked at me closely. "I'm not sure; it seems this is the first time I've seen you," I said briefly. Varel smiled and nodded slowly. "You invited those troublemakers?" Roy chirps suddenly.

The Rogue crumpled, its form shifting erratically as it breathed its last. Luna Light's eyes darted around, tracking the chaos. She spotted a young pack member, barely out of his teenage years, being overpowered by two Rogues. Without a second thought, she grabbed a crossbow from a fallen warrior and aimed. She fired, the arrow striking one of the Rogues in the side. It let out a guttural scream and turned on her, but she was ready. She reloaded and fired again, this time hitting the Rogue squarely in the chest. It fell, writhing in pain, and she rushed forward, pulling the young pack member to his feet.