The General Clone Wars Novels & Stories

In a flash, Kaymaer was inches away from X’s face, but before he could do anything, a blast of white energy went through his chest. He started to fall to the planet’s surface even he instantaneously regenerated and rushed back at X, only to get beheaded this time. His head grew back immediately, but this time he pulled back and hundreds of thousands of clones pour out of his body, with lightning speed. They surrounded X and lunged at him but he simply slices his hand through the air and they burst into pieces, but it was all a distraction. As the clones float away, Kaymaer is revealed with a tiny orb in his hand.

And with that, he left, and I let myself feel the smallest flicker of hope that maybe-just maybe-we could figure this out. Later that Afternoon When I found Eddie and Claire, the living room looked like a scene from a miniature apocalypse. There were Lego bodies everywhere, stormtroopers missing helmets, little plastic arms flung under the coffee table. Claire was sitting cross-legged on the floor, looking entirely too serious about the whole thing. "I'm telling you, kid, if we reinforce this wing, the Death Star can totally survive the rebel attack." Eddie squinted at her. "That's not how the movie goes."

Delilah's POV The armed men clear a path in their middle, and the war general emerges from their midst. At his appearance, the banquet hall becomes pin-drop silent. His jet black hair falls down his shoulders in loose curly strands. His well-toned muscles press against the material of his black clothes. "General Kane, we agreed you won't near Silver Crest territory. Why are you here?" Enzo confronts the general. Tension hangs in the air as the war general makes his way through the crowd, completely ignoring the Alpha. Everyone clears from his path and his men follow behind him.

All of his men were searching for Nathaniel Lee or anyone who looked suspicious. The barista who had brought the drink could only stand frozen in place once he realized that the person standing near the window was the war general of the Kingdom of Veldera. He desperately wanted to slap himself for willingly delivering that man’s order. “If he gets angry, I’m done for!” the barista looked absolutely terrified. Arnold, who suddenly remembered the barista, immediately turned around and walked toward the cashier. The first barista, Kurt, looked at him with a terrified expression. “G-General, I … really don’t know anything. I was just told by that man to deliver the order to you.”

This thinking has to stop. Alex is going to train former rogues to be guards and warriors, just as he does for the Blood-moon pack. As I didn’t want to cause new issues between the packs, I let Alex talk to Jax about every step we decided to make. I want each and every one of us to find a solution for all of us and work together.

I led my siblings toward the central complex, where a hidden biometric lift bypassed the student dorms and descended fifty feet into the earth. When the doors hissed open, the "General" was back. The underground hangar was a cathedral of black steel and blue light. Standing in perfect, bone-chilling formation were a hundred Goma Warriors. These were the elite—men and women who had trained in Greeneland for eight years, living as ghosts, waiting for the energy field over our homeland to flicker. "General on deck!" Jeff’s voice boomed.

He allowed Tom and the others to get through then he ordered his guards to close the gates which they did. Raul stood with his minions and some of Lucas’s guards gazing at the clone to study it. While the others were panting and gasping for breath he was just staring calmly. Raul tried to study the creature but couldn’t because somehow, his mind was blank. The clone did not make any facial expressions, he just stood there staring at Raul and the others. Raul had not had much information about the clone and was not sure of how to battle this enemy but he allowed his years of experience in war to guide his thoughts. So he ran towards the clone and the clone ran towards him as well and they beg

"We didn't kill you off because we thought your abilites were way too scary. Come and join the Dark Palace." "Hahaha!" At that moment, a burst of deep laughter was heard in the air. "Since when did the Dark Race have the right to talk in Cloud City." Accompanied by the voice that was heard, a towering middle-aged man appeared within the crowd’s vision. "It's the fifth war general of the Fighters' Alliance!" one of the Genetic Fighters at the walls of the city’s outskirts shouted. The middle-aged man was Grag Lionel, a Rank 2 Surpasser.

His enormous Microsoft Empire strived during the Supremacy War as through a lot of coincidences, they emerged as one of the big shots of this era. As Kalen’s team analyzed all this information, the Neo-Rome Captain came to meet them with a solemn look on his face. He instructed them to follow him, as the General wants to have a word with them. Hearing this, they quickly stood up and followed him to the parlor where the projected figure of the General was already waiting for them. “Good evening, General.” They greeted respectfully. The General turned to face them with a poker expression on his face, as he acknowledged their greeting with a nod.

Yet, a Third Heaven Grand Emperor like James had destroyed many of his clones. The clone technique was one of Quinn’s signature skills, and the clones he formed were just as strong as his original body. Boom! A loud explosion spread from outside Mount Heavenly Path. It occurred from the clashing forces of Sword Energy and Sword Light.