Wreck It Ralph Clyde Novels & Stories

Clementine sat on the working table of the office while Dash stood next to her like a little knight. Dash and Clementine are of the same age and they were friends together with Wolf. They met when they were 3 years old. At that time, Clementine was just roaming around the village of the northern territory, and met the two, Dash and Wolf who were kidnapped for some ransom. She uses her power unknowingly and saves the 2 and from then on forward, they become friends. “Where’s Wolf?” she asked as she looked at the documents on the table. “He’s currently taking the last mission that you sent,” he replied as Clementine sealed the paper.

He snorted, continuing, "You really are a perfect pair of lowlifes—one ditching their girlfriend the second they climb up the ladder, and the other sneaking around with her lover and falling off cliffs. People like you are a waste of oxygen." Ralph had hated Clifford for the longest time. Saying it out loud finally felt good. Clifford and Clarissa both froze, rage flashing in their eyes. Ralph was clearly someone important, judging from his sharp suit and cool confidence. Neither of them could guess who he was, so they simply glared at him. Then, in an instant, Ralph turned to Seraphine, his demeanor switching to a friendly grin. "Miss, would you like me to call the police for you?"

My claws are already slicing at the rope binding my wrists. "When I told Chris he has a grandson out there, he was elated," Clyde chuckles. "Couldn't wait to slit Morris's throat. Some father. These wolves know nothing about loyalty. They'll kill each other if it means climbing to the top. And they say we're the ambitious ones." I feel one of the ropes snap. I grab it quickly to keep it from falling. I hear a commotion from outside, and Clyde gets to his feet, "Say your goodbyes to your brother, Aisha. I'll give you a few minutes."