Captain Witwicky Novels & Stories

Captain Zephyr leaves something behind to square things away. Willa held her head high and asked, "What do you have in mind?" "Your virginity," Victor said with a nasty smirk. "Once you satisfy my men, you can go safely." The men whistled and jeered at Willa. "You've got such smooth skin and a pretty face. You'd certainly be a lot of fun if I were to have my way with you." Charlie took the lead and stepped forward. He grabbed Willa by the chin with a sleazy grin and said, "I've had my share of women—flight attendants, teachers, nurses, and students. But a law enforcement captain? That's a first!"

Wyatt added as he stuffed a piece of cake in his mouth. “Okay, who thinks captain will wear black?” O’Brian asked confidently as he raised his own hand and that was about it. He frowned but carried own talking anyways, “who thinks captain will wear another colour?” He asked once more and Mica, Wyatt, Alex, and Ronda raised their hands confidently while Alexia continued to mind her own business. “Since we are done. Shall we wait for the results?” Wyatt smiled happily.

Instinctively, I surged forward to block her arm, ready to throw my weight into her and end this once and for all. “That is enough! Both of you!” A booming command echoed across the courtyard, shattering the confrontation instantly. Before either of us could react, a tall, authoritative figure stepped directly between us, using a firm arm to push Mirabelle back while putting a hand out to stop my advance. It was one of the senior panelists on the board. His face was stern, his eyes flashing with deep disappointment as he looked back and forth between the two of us. “Have you both completely lost your minds?” He demanded, his strict voice cutting cleanly through the morning quiet. “You are on

“I trust you know what to expect?” “THE ENEMY DEAD.” The entire team had unleashed a synchronized battle cry. “At ease, Voltiirs. As perked up as a drunk on spice cake are we?” The Captain cracked a joke, Froster was still human enough to recognize the reference. But he didn’t find it funny, and neither did the squad.

“Fuck! He knows! What now?” “Calm down,” Captain Whitlock said. “This is a good thing.” “How in the hell is this a good thing?” Spencer yelled. “He’s getting cocky,” Sabrina said. “That’s right,” Captain Whitlock agreed. “He’s more likely to make a mistake.” “He already made a mistake,” Will’s fists shook. “He made a mistake the minute he tried me. I’m going to make sure he pays for this. And anyone else that helped him. They’re all done. It’s my turn now.”

Skates, ice, a puck, and eleven other men who trusted me to lead them through a game of sixty minutes of simplicity. "You good, Captain?" Marsh, my line member, wandered into the stall next to me, assessing me more than I liked to be assessed at a time like this. "I'm good." "You've been a ghost for the last month." "Family matters. This is the last weekend I was gone." I thumped him on the shoulder, cutting off whatever else he wanted to say on the matter. "Let's just win tonight."

It seemed like Captain Mackel and Jonah were in cahoots with each other. That was no surprise. Jonah was probably powerful enough in Rivertune City to manipulate a small team captain of the Special Forces. It was just their misfortune that they had found the wrong target. Wilbur's tone was cold. "You have no right to arrest me." "I'm warning you, retaliating against an arrest is a serious crime. I'd think twice about it if I were you," Captain Mackel said. The other officers crowded around Wilbur at once, completely surrounding him.

Daisy, as if the entire novel weren’t a slow-motion warning about mistaking obsession for love when Priya dropped an iPad on top of her homework with the reverence of someone delivering a subpoena. “You need to see this.” “I need to finish grading these or Professor Alden’s going to make me retake comp myself.” “Bella. Look.” She looked. It was a video some hockey player, dark hair, broad shoulders, absolutely leveling another player into the boards while the crowd screamed. The caption read: NORTHRIDGE CAPTAIN LUCA DE SANTIS GOES VIRAL FOR ALL THE WRONG REASONS. “Okay,” Isabella said slowly. “And I care about this because…?”

I said out of frustration. I was stunned when he hit the ball and even had a homerun. Everyone who was cheering earlier is now on a dead silence after what they’ve witnessed. I came back to my senses when Wit’s friend laughs. I crooked my forehead when the coach signalled him to come down which he obeyed. “Why didn’t you also play?” I heard the coach asks Wit’s friend after we went to follow him. “Wit can do it.” The coach asks his baseball team member to gather near him. “You never run out of tricks, Wit!” the coach praised him. Wit just smiled. “They were our secret players last year, the all around player Wigee and the legendary player Astound.” Coach introduced them.

I said. I watch as ‘The Captain’ ran towards me and about to strike me with her Splatana, I then parried her attacks with no hesitation, Mangey was shocked *what!? Inkcanius just parried that attack with no hesitation* Mangey grunted. Again ‘The Captain’ tried to strike me but again I parried the attack with no hesitation, then we jumped back. ‘The Captain’ looked at her Splatana blade sustained some damage, she was shocked yet heartless, she will do anything to defeat me no matter what.