Eggman Ship Novels & Stories

As we reached the peak, the gold and emerald light of our resonance flared with a raw, jagged power that momentarily shattered the crystalline frost on the observatory’s windows. "You're a mess, Emma," Félix rasped, his forehead resting against mine as our breathing slowed. "A beautiful, kinetic, unpredictable mess. And that’s why they can’t catch you." The Envoy of the Jade The Eastern fleet didn't sail on the water; they sailed In it. Six massive, translucent vessels made of enchanted jade emerged from the sapphire depths. They were shaped like nautilus shells, their hulls shimmering with a mathematical beauty that made the Sun-Spire look like a child’s toy.

"But...but...you can still save your people. A little token in return is all I ask to seal my lips." "I will send your head back to your Igwe." Ikemefuna beat his chest and groaned like a wounded dog, "We are one. We are fearless. We are, Umu Ejima (children of Ejima), we cried, we shrieked, we screamed and the God of gods answered. Nothing can overcome us, not even the king of Ame." "Umu Ejima you say?" Ume asked. "Haha, you sound surprised." "Because I am" Ume whispered as he tried to place two and two together. "How can that be? I know a woman called Ejima. She never had a child of her own."

The command hub doors exploded inward. Elites stormed through smoke and debris. Damien opened fire immediately, shielding Mia and Hope. “Push them back!” Damien shouted. “Elena, reroute all power to the inner barriers!” Mia fired beside him, steady despite the chaos. “Hope, focus on the ship’s core. We need that overload now!” Hope raised her hands, golden light surging upward. “I see it clearer—the ship was Elara’s prototype ark. Victor stole the embryos and rebuilt it as a mobile command center. The core runs on incomplete bloodline energy. I can break it!”

Then three more. “Run!” Liam shouted. They sprinted, Ava’s legs burning with each step, the baby a weight and a purpose all at once. The air filled with static and the drone voices in eerie unison. Heart signature locked. Retrieve. Retrieve. Liam fired his last flare gun into the air. The bright streak of light tore through the clouds and exploded into a red signal. Moments later, a distant rumble answered. A small, camouflaged, and unmarked ship descended from above the ridgeline. It wasn’t military. It was something older. Something from his past.

Emma whispered, “That’s bigger than the Leviathan carrier.” Sophia nodded slowly. “Yes.” Elizabeth looked at Lewis. “What kind of ship is that big?” Lewis thought for a moment. “Not a normal ship.” Victor added quietly, “The Covenant builds strange things.” Daniel crossed his arms. “Well, whatever it is, I hope it’s friendly.” Sophia shook her head. “It’s not.” Emma asked, “How do you know?” Sophia pointed at the radar movement. “It’s heading directly for this facility.”

on the steel bulkhead. The Shem mother ship, if that's what the vessel could properly be called, was shaped like a Flava fruit, except that it had an enormous landing bar where the pit should have been, plus thousands of compartments instead of pulp. Jyro had counted forty-three circular corridors so far, all connected by radial passageways B through X. Of course thousands of compartments remained locked, he'd been unable to establish communications with the robots, and he was no closer to getting off the ship than the day he had arrived. But God helps those who help themselves, so the effort would continue.

Their armors already covered their faces, showing that they were ready for battle. At this moment, Kalen faintly felt like he could hear boss music being played. His jaw dropped completely, as he saw the captains moving with the shoe on the water surface like master sea surfers who knew their stuff. He had heard of anti-gravity shoes, but he had never heard of this water cheat. “Try your best to escape.” The overall Spartan Captain, Captain Vladimir’s deep voice commanded the last battleship on the comm as he led his Captains to fight for their last battleship’s survival.

"The network... it’s broken." "Is it?" I asked. I looked at the water. The silver fish were still there. They weren't moving, but they hadn't vanished. Suddenly, Elle let out a sharp cry. I looked down at my daughter. Her eyes weren't brown anymore. They were solid, glowing silver. And she wasn't looking at me. She was looking at the sky. A massive shadow fell over the shipyard. I looked up. A second city-submarine, twice as large as the first one, was rising directly out of the harbor. But this one didn't have a silver eye on it.

Elena stared at the symbol painted across its hull. She recognized it. Genesis. But beneath the symbol were words she had never seen before. EARTH EXPEDITION ONE YEAR 2197 Adrian stared at the ship. “Elena…” She couldn't speak. A hatch opened. Armed humans emerged. Their uniforms carried the Genesis Crown. One of them removed his helmet. He looked directly at Elena. Then Lucas. His face went white. “Impossible.” Elena stepped forward. “Who are you?” The man raised his weapon.

"Capo. IKEA and Mason Dixon are working together. Local molecules are hot and mixed. Jihadi games in motion." My eyes widened as I decoded his message. Why the man couldn't use regular English was beyond me, but I'd gotten good enough to understand him finally. "Any current actions?" "Electron, Capo. I repeat, electron. Captain's Log mentions next game to commence in less than an hour." "Home plate?" I asked. "Electron. Cerulean Jason Momoa." Fuck, fuck, fuck. "Confirmed parties?" "Two dirigibles and a dinghy."