Captain Gutt Novels & Stories

“Hello, Nathan. Nice to hear your voice too.” “I wish I could say the same, but that’s never going to happen because the next time we ever interact will be when you and your troop are behind bars.” “That is where you are mistaken because the only thing that will happen is that you will assist your companion and use that degree of yours for a good cause.” The Captain snarled. “What exactly do you mean?” Nathan inquired while Jim listened intently to their discussion. “Open the link of the image that we have sent you.” Jim followed the Captain’s instructions.

“Mr. Cash, this is the eighth division captain of Admiralporium’s Squad 13 in Northspring, Campian Wolke.” Shaun, who was flabbergasted, quickly greeted the man. “Nice to meet you, Captain Wolke!” Campian greeted him back amiably. “Nice meeting you too, Mr. Cash. No need to be so courteous.” “Nice to meet you, Captain Wolke. I’m Bryce Jupp.” Bryce smiled politely, sounding incredibly courteous. He could not help it. Campian’s position as a captain was no weaker than a city’s leader simply in terms of his authority.

Typical. Gemma had tried to explain who everyone was, but I couldn’t remember who was who. She pointed out the captains, which included Adriano and Franco, explaining they each have specific territories and duties. The Capos were supposed to be ten, but Matteo, Dante’s brother, was not present. After the main meal ended, I began to clear the dishes so dessert could be served. As I moved, I felt eyes on me. Unwanted. One of the captains had been staring at me hard throughout the night. His eyes were filled with lust, but I ignored and avoided him.

It makes me want to puke in their faces because they squandered their degrees and diplomas, only to turn out to be vile murderers. A pale lady on the front porch smiled at me. She extended a mug toward me, as if inviting me to join her for a drink. But a tear slid down my cheek upon seeing her in her state. What did Santi do to Julius' mother to drive her insane? "Is this enough?" When I heard the tall cop speak, panting and sweating as he leaned the shovel under his chin, I blinked several times. Captain Guevarra is his name, according to the metal plate on his shirt.

He almost looks as if he is made of metal. The four commanders sit down across from the Kea females who were first in line, and the announcer clears his voice. "Next up are the Captains. There are quite a few, so ages and achievements will have to be something you find out yourselves, ladies. Let's begin. Capt. Cull- Shikazs, Capt. Moor- Gaimo, Capt. Tilk- Bronkark, Capt. Bolis- Vaal, Capt. Nole- Bronkark, Capt. Terrax- Glortinon, Capt. Het- Makskin...

He left her, hurrying to his station as the captain. "Aye!" His crew chorused. Geoff Hustenut, didn't wear the facade of a captain: no leathery knee long jacket, or a feathery tricorne crown. His limbs, fingers and body part maintained its usual count. The midget was as normal and dirty like a casual experienced hobo, never with intimidating or threatening amour worn by every sailor on the open ocean. Amidst his stunted genome, his men accorded him every respect he deserved. He was obviously sheltering these homeless drunks, so they owe him.

His gaze flicked between me and Luca, sizing us up, ensuring we were ready for what was coming. Finally, the Captain broke the silence. “Gentlemen,” he began, his voice gravelly, “we’ve got a situation that’s about to explode, and I don’t have to tell you how delicate this is.” I straightened up, exchanging a glance with Luca, who remained stoic but nodded slightly, acknowledging the seriousness of the moment.

He asked chuckling for the captain to blow him and he fell down pouring blood from his mouth. “ so you are this greedy, you can’t share what really doesn’t belong to you?” He asked raising Gerald up. “I don’t share, you filthy bastard.. she’s too clean for you dirty ass d**k” Gerald said for the captain to hit him hard and hard and hard three good times making Gerald to fall down as he scream in pain. “ captain, we have company” one of the men rushed to their captain after siting Aaron ship from afar. “ did you see who it might be?” The captain ask following the man who nod.

Aulia nodded her head once Hisoka glanced at her, requesting her permission as well. “Great.” Hisoka intertwined his fingers together, placed his elbows on the table, and propped his chin on the intertwined fingers. “This man, next to me, is one of the Mandrill Monkeys or so-called Mandrill. His code name is Captain, coincidentally the captain of the group.” Captain shot up and slightly tilted his body forward. “The name is Captain, one of the Mandrills and also the leader. I humbly greet all of you.”