Captain Beatty Novels & Stories

At that moment, it was as if they were flying in space, and a big screen stood before them. They could see what was happening outside through the screen, then they looked at each other and realized that the people around them looked emotionless. After a while of observation, they realized that the people were just simulations instead of the real deal. Matthias wondered if the simulations could talk to humans, so he took Heather and went up to the captain to greet him. “Hello, captain.” The captain was sitting in the center, but he ignored Matthias. Matthias looked at Heather before trying again, though he knew it must look stupid. “Can you understand me, captain?” He had to get the answer fo

Okay. ‘Aye, Captain!’ The two men responded. ‘Zealot, get me the scientist. He has to prepare the beer in excess for us, for the sake of the mission. Do not allow any other member of the crew to drink it, even after we have gone.’ He turned to Thomas. ‘The two of you can now leave.’ ‘Aye, Captain.’ They left together to get the scientist. Some minutes later, Zealot walked in with the scientist to meet, Captain and he left. The man was looking round the whole artifacts in the cabin, so impressed with them, not recognizing presence of Captain Casablanca. Then Captain coughed, to get the attention of the man.

Ebony said to herself as she walked down the Alleyway towards where the lil girl was running back to. It didn't take long before Ebony and the Approaching guards met face to face. There were several of them standing in formation with one guy Ebony immediately recognized as none other than Captain Fray. This pretty much set it as a definite they intended for her to die today considering he only shows for official business from the Supreme Leader himself or when trying to save face for his battalion of Guards. “Do I even have to ask i know you're Ebony Rose you've made such a name for yourself here that it's hard to not recognize you” Captain Fray said coldly

I sighed and reached for a box of cereal—fucking Lucky Charms, of all things—when I heard someone say my name. “Captain?” Someone called. I froze for half a second, blinking like the shelves had just grown eyes and started talking. Then I turned. Ms. Beckett. Her cart was stacked with fruits, frozen meals, and wine. She wore yoga pants and an oversized sweatshirt that said “If you can read this, bring coffee.” Her hair was pulled back into a bun, a few strands escaping like they always did. And, of course, she looked stunning in that effortlessly intimidating way she always managed.

"Wanna beer? Assuming you already need one since you got trapped in a car with this twatwaffle on the way over here." River laughs and arches an eyebrow at me. Trying to shut Ezra up, I tease him onto the cushioned bench seat behind him. "We'll see who's laughing come boarding time." I look over my shoulder at River. "Now, you can store your stuff in dry storage over here." "Hello Beckett. Nice to see you again," River says to our captain, shaking his hand. "You, too. How's that security system working out?" "Me too. It's been very helpful and it puts my dad at ease. Thanks for that."

Jai said. The captain scoffed. “You who is not even an adventurer wants to help me? No, the correct question for that is—CAN YOU REALLY?” The captain asked him with wide, mocking eyes. Then his eyes returned back to flat. “Don’t make anymore trouble for us. Just go home.” The captain shook free of Jai’s hold with ease and walked to the hallway, ignoring them completely. “Jai-san…” Beto called. “W-What should we do?”

Their eyes shifted on the door, following the sound. A bald man was standing against the setting sun, making its beams of light reflect on his bald head. His silhouette was the only thing Alice could make out of until the man stepped inside, and she realized that it was Principal Beckett. Principal Beckett’s face was different from when Alice first saw him. Back then, he had no dark circles under his eyes, no wrinkles on his forehead, and he looked like a healthy Professor X. But now, as Alice observed the old man, she saw that he walked slowly as if he had no energy, and the smile on his lips was forced.

When I reached the door, I took a deep breath and knocked three times. “Come in,” a familiar voice called from inside. I opened the door and stepped in. Sitting across from Principal Hargrove was a ridiculously hot guy with dark, slightly tousled hair and striking dark green eyes. I recognized him instantly. Sebastian Hale. Westfield’s captain. The one who had dismantled Hawthorne’s offense on Friday night and smiled at me afterward like he actually saw me.

, Beverly folded her arms across her chest. The officer observed her attitude and sighed then walked to the sofa in the living room and sat without asking for a welcome, Beverly remained on her spot, glaring at the officer, he scoffed, "so much for a celebrity who just attempted murder". Beverly cringed, no. She didn't want to kill Cynthia, just to disfigure her, her mind got clogged. She felt a chill rushing through her spine, one of an unknown future. The officer stared at Beverly and seeing she had no reaction, he spoke up,

“I can read it.” “Ooh story time from Chief!” Wyatt grinned. “The ship's first mate was Samson ‘The Vulture’ Berry, a man who was mighty scary. He ruled with an iron fist and fear. He brought many men to tears. He was horrid and mean and never nice, but if you want to cross you should think twice. He killed without a second thought, when he didn’t get his way he was always distraught. He thought his crimes would never catch up to him and that he would never have to pay for all of his sins. He killed the woman he loved out of jealousy and rage, leaving him trapped in a mental cage. He would never forget all the things that he’d done and forever he’ll hear that shot from his gun.”