Kalran: Tales of the four nations/Dagger

"We're here, my master."

-A Dagger entering the field

History
Creatures always have a choice to rebel or follow. And much to the Reclaimer's ire so do their clones.

Ever since their formation, the Reclaimers had always tried to find a solution to remove the clone's free will, unable or refusing to acknowledge that the clones are not machines, due to it causing their forces to retreat, refuse orders, or worst of all desert.

Clones deserting was a known problem for them a long time ago, as those who survived their trial by fire but still considered useful to fight another battle tend to run away. Through the use of their teleporters, these clones can escape to nearly anywhere, the farthest being to the nearest frontier town, where they can potentially jeopardize their location or give out critical information, potentially the ADF, and must be killed quickly.

But sending other clones is a bad idea, as many of them were taught to fight in a large, unsubtle, mob against armies, blanks were too small and lacked the ability to be self-sufficient, and they deem sending Trueborns was too risky and so they brainstorm until Ajatar found a solution.

Through their monitoring, they noticed that some clones shows a higher aptitude in tenacity, bravery, and obedience, and realized that, with some training, they could be made into proper soldiers. Thus came the Daggers, tasked to hunt down deserters, and later on becoming speziliased soldiers to strike at critical targets.

The life of a Dagger is that of abuse and degradation. As clones who are chosen and inducted into their ranks are forced into grueling, life-threatening, training where they are abused and insulted for even a little mistake or straying from their orders. Where missing even a single shot would lead to the clone beaten and forced to beg for their food. Where training uses live rounds and obstacles that can kill the clones, and if they die their body spit upon and discarded for being "weak". Where the clones kindness and empathy are either beaten out of them or they die clinging to their morals. And by the time they become the so called "elites", which only one out of five makes it out alive, they are reduced to nothing more then killing machines, built to hunt down rogue clones and execute them without an ounce of remorse, even if its a child. Feared and hated by the other clones and ignored by the chosen the Daggers are known to be isolated from the rest, a trait they shared with the Longbows.

From their training they lost their sense of pain and self-preservation, or at least that's what the Reclaimers think, when in reality the pain they suffered make them see death as a release and their inability to kill themselves due to mental conditioning, and fight for their masters. Hoping to finally die and be free from their invisible chains.

Short story
This is the location, a small house, a few miles from a UCA city. Clone GR374T was sure of it and knocked on the door.

"Coming!" Came a high-pitched voice.

The door opened, by a small girl, around eight by estimates.

"Hello little one, might I ask for your parents?"

The girl nod.

"PAPA! Someone wants to see you!"

"Coming!" said a voice from another room, before a man, likely father, came.

"Nice to meet ma'am, might I ask why you knocked?"

"I'll be brief. I'm looking for a clone. Designation RE333X."

The man looked shocked, likely he was holding the clone.

"I'm sorry miss but we didn't see any clone here. So I think you should leave."

(insert rest of story here)

"Now tell me where the clone is or your child-"

"I'm right here!"

GR374T turned to the noise and saw RE333X.

"Let go of the child, leave the family out of this, and I'll comply."

Those words surprised GR374T. Why would it be willing to throw its life away for strangers?

"No uncle Rex don't-" The child yelled.

"very well."

GR374T toss the child to her parents and told them.

"Once I handle RE333X I'll leave." And points her pistol to the clone's head.

"Sword RE333X. For the crime of desertion. Your sentence is-"

Her aim was then thrown aside as the father knocked her down in a charge, causing her pistol to fall and skid on the floor. And grappled with her.

"Rex run!"

"What are you doing?" both GR374T and Rex yelled simultaneously. before the former pushed the man down and began to punch back.

"It's a clone, an expendable weapon, why would you care?

"I'm a clone, an expendable weapon, why would you care?"

"So what if you're a clone? You are just as human as me! You're not a weapon like those bastards say!"

The man's words shocked both of them.

"You're a clone, you are below us, your life and worth only as a weapon."

The words the Trueborn said to her came echoing back.

(insert rest of story here)

Trivia

 * They are based off the tempestus scion from Warhammer 40k, clone commandoes from star wars, and the coursers from fallout 4.