Wolffe Clone Trooper Novels & Stories

he winked. "Get out before you die. I won't ask again," Zylon said. Even in this situation, he maintained a calm demeanor. "No, we want to have those two. C'mon, share with us," another rogue said with a wink. What happened next was a blur of movement. Zylon transformed into a large, tall wolf with striking black and white fur. His hind legs, belly, tail, and part of his face were white. He lunged at the rogue who was speaking, lacerating his throat mid-shift. Swiftly, he moved on to the next rogue, taking him down as well. Zylon was agile, moving with cat-like stealth. The remaining rogues were taken aback by his sudden ferocity. The wolf took his position beside me again, scanning the rogu

Blood coated us, the stairs, slick and dark, bodies piling as we descended deeper, the bond pulling us like a rope. The rogues kept coming, wave after wave, their black eyes empty of anything but madness. Our elite warriors fought beside us, their forms a whirlwind of brown and grey fur as they cleared paths. One of them, a massive wolf named Torin from Kieran's pack, ripped a rogue in half with a savage twist, entrails slapping wetly against the concrete. Another, Lira from mine, pinned two at once, claws digging into throats until they gurgled and stilled. We pushed forward, room by room, the facility opening up into a labyrinth of cells and chambers, the hum of generators growing louder.

‎ ‎From the roof of the mansion, figures rappelled down on black ropes. ‎ ‎Vargo’s elites. They wore full-body tactical armor and carried weapons that looked like nightmares. ‎ ‎Flamethrowers. ‎ ‎"Scatter!" I projected the command to the pack. ‎ ‎A jet of liquid fire erupted from the lead soldier’s weapon. It engulfed a Rogue warrior. He screamed, shifting back to human form as he burned alive. ‎ ‎My vision went red. ‎ ‎No mercy, I thought. ‎ ‎I charged the flamethrower unit. I dodged the stream of fire, feeling the heat singe my whiskers. I clamped my jaws around the fuel tank on his back.

I didn't really want to talk about Jayne or David though because it was still too painful to think about the both of them - even Link ignored it if it ever came up as a topic of conversation and we had never talked about it with each other. I smiled to myself as we finally crossed the line for my territory. I knew my warriors would be here any second because they would smell Bradley and that meant they would smell a rogue but the moment they saw he was with me, they would back the hell down and they would simply escort us back to the house. And, right on cue, three wolves appeared out of the trees with their teeth bared and the sound of their growls filling the empty space around us. They ha

Wolf sighed, "The terms of the agreement was to provide backup and necessary support. Which I did… and now I want my payment. What's wrong with that?" "You filthy military dog!!" "Listen mister… I fulfilled my terms wholeheartedly." Wolf pointed at Holt, " I was the one who saw through their tricks when this goddamn idiot was running around assuming it was a stray beast. I was the one who pointed his team in the right direction. In fact, I even went a step further to sneak in to kill one of their members when they were trying to escape… It's not my fault that it didn't work." "Now you're mocking members of my clan… " The temperature of the room stooped below freezing point. The air turned st

He was a fresh graduate when he joined the lab, and his first mission was getting the Mega eye blueprint, he was not posted to the specialist section, though had been working with many like him in the weaponry sections, they built many machine guns, and more robots, but his first success was his solo project, and that robot was made to be invisible a times, for it can go down to any size, it worked during the war, and killed many of Peril's soldiers even though they were soldiers from his country, that robot came to defend Corn city people, against an ambush that was supposed to end their life, and the president was among them, he was awarded for saving the Mr President's life, and promotion

a male spoke. "Tomorrow, I shall put a stop to him, once and for all," said Alpha Deucalion. "We shall fight against you!" the men said angrily. "And I too," I wanted to join him as well. Alpha Deucalion looked at me. "My people are being fooled by him and I want to prove to them that he is a werewolf," I told Alpha Deucalion as I raised the cloak in my hand the witch gave me that Bazaar is using to act as a human.

The wolf jumped again towards the Cursed until they were slammed into a tree. Hugo's breath jolted out, his gaze turned angry. Aryadi grunted in front of his enemy's face while sticking his claws into the man's chest. Hugo shouted out once. His body trembled for a moment before yawning and quickly turning into a wolf in red fur. Aryadi the black wolf gave a startled voice. Hugo took advantage of that split second by throwing the wolf Aryadi's body. Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly.

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

I said, escorting him out when the Gamma came in, bowing at our feet. “Dave,” my son called, drawing closer to him. “What’s the report?” he asked. Dave, the Gamma, he’s the head of Wolf Fall’s army, protecting and alerting the pack of any danger. Last night, there was an alert on the sighting of a notorious rogue we’ve been hunting down for long. And by we, I mean myself and Thelma. My son sees this rogue as one who works for our enemies, but I see that beast as my ticket to something important.