Ducktales/ships Novels & Stories

Charles glanced at the huge cruise ship and the eight battleships around him, saying, “Don’t do anything stupid. Just look at those battleships. Can ordinary people have battleships as escorts? You should think about how to treat Philip and Wynn from now on.” Martha rolled her eyes at him and said, “That goes without saying. Philip is my son now. I must treat him well!” Charles shook his head and helplessly followed the servant in front of him. The Shadow Squadron and 1,000 Dragon Knights boarded the cruise ship. The 1,000 Dragon Knights stood guard around the cruise ship. The Shadow Guards were also scattered everywhere. After arranging everyone’s accommodation, the cruise ship blew the whi

The screen projects a hologram of the ship; complete with internal and cut-out views. DIANA: You are the captain and owner of the DJS ITALICA. A battle cruiser class dimensional jump ship by tonnage. You have a crew of 1 of a possible 100 capacity. This ship is equipped with 20 Proximity Defense guns, 2 fore bearing plasma particle accelerating cannons, 6 heavy missile pods, 10 rocket barrage pods, 6 space torpedo pods, and lastly a 1050mm caliber 6500Mj fore bearing railgun that fire rounds made with tungsten iridium and graphite to form a unique kind of alloy carbide able to penetrate through 7 or 8 ships. We also have enough capacity to carry 4 civilian capsule boats and 10 drones. Curren

Price nodded. "Crewman, can you get me a visual on those contacts?" After flipping a few switches and button presses three ships emerged on the screen. "Commander, these ships appear to be a Havoc Class Merchant raider escorted by two Claymore Class Corvettes, followed by strike craft. Possibly Furies and Faustus interceptors. I advise prioritizing the Havoc first as it is better armed." "What are the weapons on those ships?" "The havoc has Plasma based weapons. Those can cause severe damage to an unshielded ship this size. The Claymores have a single railgun, similar to your calibre, and Point defence guns."

" So, please... listen to me. 'He pleads. Let’s talk later. I will just continue your plans.’ Emily sneered. She heaved a sigh and bit her lower lip before she continued talking while facing the kingdom map. "From this area, Cadmus and Taurus will lead the Delta squadron." Since they are both skilled with human weapons, they’ll lead the Delta. " "Alright, it’s a pleasure, your majesty." Taurus politely seconded. Emily pointed out the whole palace. "This spot, this will be covered by the alpha’s wolves." I’ll give birth one of these days. That’s the alpha’s presumption. And with this spot, they will protect the heir as the war starts. "

Then, Damien was shoving his hands into the pocket of his pants. “Come on, Zack! I’ve known you since you first appeared in the pine forest. Don’t be too surprised if I knew what was going on in the Shadow Pack. I’m the Delta, I do these kinds of things,” Damien stated. His grey eyes were shining under the moonless sky. Zack scowled as he turned his head away.

[The Cradle of Shadows] The Vane interceptor groaned as it banked sharply away from the Highlands Vault, its thrusters screaming in protest against the manual override. Below them, the fleet of black gunships—Lucien’s personal hounds—scattered like startled crows, their formation broken by the sudden, erratic maneuver of the courier ship.

A much smaller ship is also with the fleet and is escorted by seven dreadnaughts(5,000 km long) and two carriers(6,000km long). As the fleet leaves the Dark Realm by entering the portal, a girl with purple eyes with a black tribal heart tattoo on her left cheek under her temporal canthus is aboard the smaller ship and is sitting on a throne covered in dark aura. × Temporal Canthus - outer corner of the eye (on the other side away from the nose and is towards the ear/s). × ~ Stargem: Rewrite ~

"Kaelor, look at the signatures of the ships above." "What am I looking at?" "They aren't Aethelgard ships. Those are Navia hulls. Steam-engines and salvaged iron." Aradaa’s heart sank. "It’s the humans. A 'New Republic.' They aren't trying to claim the ship... they’re trying to kill the 'Beast in the Deep.' They’re afraid of us." "Those are our people!" Kaelor shouted. "Why are they dropping fire on our heads?" A new signal pulsed on the sonar—a familiar, sharp encryption.

The yard was a labyrinth of shadows, every creak and rustle putting their nerves on edge. Luca’s voice crackled softly over the comms. “I’m picking up chatter on an encrypted frequency. Sounds like they’re expecting a delivery.” “Can you pinpoint where?” Elena asked. “Dock twelve,” Luca replied. “It’s on the far side.” Elena signaled to the others, and they regrouped near the designated dock. A large cargo ship was moored there, its deck bustling with activity. Hawthorne’s men moved crates onto waiting trucks, their movements precise and coordinated.

Chapter 50: The Shadow Lord's Departure The harbor stretched before him like a promise of violence made manifest, its waters black as midnight beneath the pre-dawn sky. Forty-seven warships rode at anchor in formations that spoke of military precision and unlimited resources, their hulls gleaming with magical reinforcements that could deflect cannon fire and turn aside the most sophisticated naval magic. Each vessel flew the silver shadow of House Nox, but these weren't the modest coastal patrol ships his ancestors had maintained. These were instruments of conquest, designed to carry war across oceans and challenge powers that had never faced serious external threats.