Star Wars The Clone Wars Assassin Droid Novels & Stories

Deep inside the building— Hidden compartments opened. Small black drones lifted into the air. Silent. Fast. Daniel watched the security feed. “…okay that’s cool.” The blast barrier finally collapsed. The assassins stepped through. And immediately— Three drones shot down the hallway toward them. The first assassin raised his rifle— But the drones were faster. Electric pulses fired. The men dropped instantly. Unconscious. The hallway went quiet. Inside the penthouse Daniel slowly lowered the chair. “…I officially love this building.” Sebastian and Marcus arrived seconds later.

Adrian said, stepping forward. “You don’t understand,” the clone replied, tone almost sympathetic. “I am not your enemy. I am what you were meant to become.” Adrian’s finger hovered over the trigger. “Then you’ll die proving you’re not.” He fired. The bullet struck the clone square in the chest — but instead of falling, the replica staggered, then steadied himself. Beneath his suit, glowing threads pulsed like veins of light, repairing the damage. Lena’s breath hitched. “They’ve integrated nanotech.”

The man was smoking a thick stick of cigarette, and he let out a puff of smoke, his voice muffled by the mask. "So you are saying that Ophelia Storm isn't faking her amnesia?" The female nodded, clearing her throat. "Yes, Warrior. I had never seen her that afraid, and her husband believes that her attack was because of him." The man stared into the moonlight for a while, and then turned around, taking slow steps towards the female assassin who held her breath. Gently, he lifted the burning cigarette and pushed the butt into her skin, rolling it around slowly. "If you've made a mistake, and the order is exposed because of you, I will kill you, after I take out your weakness in front of you. W

I have to admit that the notion is starting to grow on me, and Gideon seems pretty convinced, or else I don’t think the man would still be here. “Is that for me?” I ask as I nod towards a big duffel bag in his hand; he nods and tosses it at my feet. “So is this where I thank my daddy for being so kind and generous with the gifts?” I growl sarcastically; I barely even look at him as I drop to my knees and unzip the bag. Inside I find clean leather boots, a pair of black jean shorts and a tight black tank top, under the clothes are a thigh holster for knives and an over-the-shoulder holster for guns. I’m about to mention my lack of weapons when I spot a perfectly balanced hunting knife and two

He quickly dropped the chair and swerved out of the way of a flying fist and meandered his way out the door. Outside the bar Sly fox allowed the fresh cool evening air to cool his body. Even though he has had a lot of drinks he was still sober enough to track down his killers. He pulled out the smartphone, corp issued, and brought out everything about the assassin he needed to take down in this hunt. This was his fourth hunt which means he is a delta. He leered at the image of a hot brunette that filled his screen.

“You probably want to know what happened, huh?” I nod my head. For a moment, I don’t think he’s going to respond, then he takes another breath and explains. “Well, from what we were able to gather, Kazik sent in one of his men to kill us. He shot me in the shoulder, but it was just a graze. Unfortunately, the bastard killed my assistant Sam, and my Assassin, Drex. Obviously, it was an ambush because he did some damage.” I swallow hard, trying to lubricate my throat before I croak out. “What happened to me? How long have I been here?”

Gabriel said, “I didn’t much want to be alive. Ten years of waiting, not knowing if the pull would ever lead anywhere. So I found the most dangerous work I could.” She waited. “I was an assassin, Honor. A professional killer. I took contracts — targets — and I eliminated them. That was my life for the better part of a decade.” She stopped walking. He stopped too, hands in his pockets, and let her look at him. Let her take the time she needed to put it together, to decide what she thought of it. He’d learned enough about her to know that rushing her to a reaction she hadn’t fully formed would only make it worse.

However, suspicion grew amongst the remaining ones as their numbers dwindled, and they started calling for the ones I had killed. Before they could alert Ted via mind-link, I used a laser beam to take them down simultaneously. This weapon was an incredible asset that Solomons had managed to pilfer from the lab. It proved invaluable when faced with multiple assailants. "Solomons, what's the situation inside?" I asked before signaling him to unlock the door. "We're just about to inject. Get in quickly. Mac and Darcus have managed to rescue the others and are headed toward the exit. We're running out of time," Solomon relayed urgently. At his signal, the door lock clicked open.

"All I have to do is tell Josh, and you're free. You know that, right?" Also, Josh was a cop. I shook my head and gave her a push. "Go! Your prince charming is waiting for you." She sighed, "You're right, I do have to go." She gave me another hug. "Take care of yourself, and if anyone messes with you, let Bandit know." I looked back at the club's entrance to see one of the bouncers, Bandit, already staring at me. I gave him a little smile and a wave before turning back to face Delilah, who had a funny look on her face.

Witnessing the condition, she had no other choice but to flee from the territory. She came to the human town without anything to survive, not even her clothes before she made her friend who introduced her to an assassinating Agency where she was trained to be an assassin. There she made a lot of money and was now living fine. ** " Hello, are you still there? Do you know him?" The man on the phone questioned because of the sudden silence. " Who wants him dead?" Ashley asked because the client wasn't the only person who wanted the alpha dead. She too also wanted that man dead maybe they might collaborate.