Star Wars The Clone Wars Assassin Droid Novels & Stories

Alex nodded, gripping her fists. Don Ramon approached and handed her the hard case and a laptop. He watched as she opened it, revealing a phone, a customized, automatic handgun, and some communication devices. He gave instructions on how to use the weapon as well as informing her that his number, along with his assigned man and father had already been encoded and the phone is encrypted and could not be trace if she will make a call.

And Dimitrios was stubborn as hell whenever the discussion of letting go of Iris came to the table. Dimitrios returned to his room and sat on the bed after the entire day's work. He was tired as hell because of all the incidents that were happening. He had to take care of Derek. Because keeping him alive was no longer needed. But Iris's sudden outburst made him stunned today. He could never believe that the girl could just run and snatch the gun to kill another one. Who was he kidding actually? The same girl tried to kill him two years back when she had lost her parents. Derek might be right to some certain extent that an Assassin would always remain an Assassin. Because that is what runs in

"We don't have flamethrowers!" The Beast lunged. It smashed through the courtyard wall. It was coming for me. Suddenly, a sound cut through the chaos. THUMP... THUMP... A heartbeat. Loud. Resonant. The Beast stopped. It cocked its head. From the shattered doorway of the Castle basement the entrance to the Deep Elevator a figure emerged. It wasn't Damian. It was the Titan. Or what was left of it. The battered, one-armed chassis of the assassin droid dragged itself into the sunlight. It

You said I was unfit to be a warrior; prove it. The shock on his face morphed into anger, and he charged towards me like a bloodthirsty bull. I dodged his charging body effortlessly and kicked him in the shin. A strangulated sound left his lips, and as he fell to the ground, it gave him another kick in the jaw. Blood splattered across the floor, and he fell on his face with a thud. Ten seconds. That's all it took to put him down like a dog with a big bark and no bite.

Past my temper, I was hollowed of opinions of my next move. Alessandro Leone Romano was a beautiful Specimen. Costa Nostra Boss was more breath-taking than he looked in his 'Wanted' shots with his sky-high head price. Momentarily I was frozen for more reasons than one. His warm hands’ captivity, his intoxicating cologne, his imposing rock hard built under my dainty hands, or was it his emerald intense eyes peering into my soul? I couldn’t tell many things like what my surname was or what was his. If he was a wicked whizz, he had me under his charm, and then he chanted something my mind was too far gone in his green abyss to comprehend.

"Fine. But we're going in hot. The Architect has security drones. Fast ones." "I have a hacker," Silas said, looking up at the sky. "Don't I?" As if on cue, a shadow swept over them. A heavy-lift cargo drone, massive and black, descended from the clouds. It hovered above the boat. "Hello, Silas," the Ghost’s voice boomed from a speaker on the drone. "I brought some toys. Look up." The drone lowered a cable. Attached to the end were four high-grade assault rifles and two heavy suits of tactical body armor.

The child clung to Liam, his microchip pulsing, a threat we couldn’t ignore. As we reached a hidden exit, the lake glinting beyond, a new sound cut through—a low hum from the sky. A Syndicate drone, its red lights locking on us, descended, its guns whirring, but a figure leapt from a resistance boat, their face unmasked, their eyes chillingly familiar—my cousin, thought lost, now a Syndicate assassin, their rifle raised, their voice cold: “The stars lied, Sophia.”

She was suffocating and couldn't breathe. Flashes of her childhood where she gets locked up replayed in her mind. “Noo… stop,” She yelled, pinching herself to remain conscious. Kael, who had just left, had an uneasy feeling. As if his body was being controlled he rushed down to the dungeon. Opening the door, he saw her on the floor. As he reached out to touch her, her body trembled. “Don't… Don't hurt me,” She said while unconscious. “A traumatized assassin. How laughable,” Kael thought.

"Don't just stand there, 01. The Board has a back-up signal. In sixty seconds, every SUV in this fleet becomes a drone on autopilot. We move or we burn." "Why are you helping me?" Maya gasped, her hand instinctively shielding her stomach. "Because I remember the lullaby too," the clone said, a jagged, human pain breaking through her soldier’s mask. "Now, get in." Maya grabbed Leo, who looked like he was one more revelation away from a total catatonic breakdown, and threw him into the back of the lead SUV. The rogue clone jumped into the driver’s seat, tires screaming as she tore out of the blackened circle of the bungalow.