Fallen Captain Destiny Novels & Stories

He left the commander without any words and close the door. Left with no choice, the whole team went to the Philippines, same place where Adam and his team went. After few days of camping there. The nightmare happened. The whole team was attacked by the unknown creatures. The report said, that the captain died because his plane crushed during the operation but the truth was, he wasn’t. He sacrificed his life and jumped off into the hole to save his men. after that, they do not have any idea as to where the captain was, was he still alive or not? Nobody knows.

I would gladly receive this kind of demise. To be continued...

The captain said as he looked at Sophia as she looked at the wall of missing persons on the wall. “Problems?” She asked. “You think these missing persons are related to them?” “They were all stable shorthand hands for them.” The captain said, “then they fell off the face of the earth.” “Fell off the face of the earth?” she asked as a chill went up to her spine. She looked at Micha, who also was suppressing his reaction to the words.

He could find the information he needed in the captain’s tones and body language. "She was in pain – I’m sure you know what I mean?" at a nod from Revenge, he continued, "I gave her a strong mead to help relax her, but it did little to help so I told her to take a sleeping draught that it would not hurt to have her senses dulled because we were safe in this encampment and I had told everyone she was ill, so no one expected her to even show her face. She took it without question, then told me what to do in case she didn’t wake up. Well...to call for you." "I see," said Revenge. He did see. The captain was risking everything for an assassin that he had come to love. "What possessed you to risk

"What do you mean?" "I mean the Vanguard Executive Board is entirely dead, Marcus is dead, and the Apex Coalition is currently burning to the ground," the captain explained, his voice thick with absolute dread. "But you created a massive power vacuum in the global underworld. There is a new syndicate moving in to claim the territory. And they are not offering money for your capture." The captain took a deep breath, looking down at Julian's bleeding form on the cot.

The captain, tears mingling with the seawater, whispered, "How can I? They trusted me." Nebula reached out, her hand glowing with a soft light. "By honoring their memory, learning from your mistake, and guiding others. Let me help you find the way." As she touched him, the raging seas calmed, and the memory began to clear. Meanwhile, Alec found himself in a once-majestic city now in ruins. The specter of a queen approached him, her regal attire tattered, her crown askew. "My pride, my ambition, it led to the downfall of my kingdom. The cries of my subjects haunt me."

The man was dead. “Fuck!” I shouted. “Stay together! Do not let them separate you!” Another wave came. These ones moved faster. Seraph had poured more power into them. I could feel the wrongness in the air. Every time one of my men fell, the shadows would crawl over the body and drag it back up within seconds. I saw one of my lieutenants, Captain Renn, go down when a corpse bit into his leg. He tried to crawl away, but three more grabbed him.

This gap was too big. If he did not work hard, he would be too embarrassed to continue being the first deputy captain. David brought the trio to the Black Sand Hotel. He was still wearing his silver mask. Now was not the time to reveal the identity. “Captain!” The manager of Black Sand Hotel saw David walking in with a silver mask and immediately ran over to greet him respectfully. Silver Face, the captain of the Red Flame Mercenaries, was a god-like existence in Dark Cape.

called Serra. But Kebin didn't see it coming, a huge red ball of fire was coming towards him. The captain only stared at it in surprise as it struck him right into his chest. A searing pain hits through his body and he fell to the ground, unconscious. "Captain!" Nysel gasped in horror. She finished the Reaper by slashing her sword into it's nasty face and flew towards Kebin. He's still breathing but ragged, his heartbeat was faint as the hope that they will survive this battle.

Kokabiel, fucking Kokabiel. He wasn't just any fallen angel, he was a high ranking fallen; and the commander of an army of spirits. Residing in the nether realms it was rare to see him, and those that had never lived to tell the tale. He was known as the most sadistic of the Watchers, and one of the most powerful; and he had Jason.