Gravity Falls Ships Novels & Stories

I also heard the smashing of glassware, plates, and flower vases everywhere. My eyes widened when I saw that the large cabinet was just about to collapse in my side, so I instantly rolled to the other side. I almost had a heart attack when I heard it fall completely. “If I was just a second later, I’m sure I’m meeting San Pedro now,” I said to myself. I sprang up from the ground and inspected my entire body to see whether I had any wounds. I felt relieved when I saw nothing. I picked up the flashlight that had dropped on the floor and examined the surroundings. “It seems like the ship flipped over and submerged because of the intensity of the waves that hit earlier.”

The internal alignment of the glass sphere fractured under the sudden shift in weight, and the volatile black liquid within erupted prematurely. A massive, silent vortex of absolute frost exploded inward from the platform, but it didn't hit the port. It consumed the platform itself and the two remaining western iron-clads flanking it, instantly freezing the warships into two massive, solid monuments of black ice that cracked and shattered down into the deep trenches as the weight dragged them under. The bay fell into a sudden, eerie silence, broken only by the gentle lap of the dark, ice-free harbor water against the Royal Vanguard’s iron hull.

The shockwave hit us mid-air, slamming us down toward the earth faster than gravity intended. Ashren twisted his body in the air. He grabbed me, pulling me tight against his chest, shielding me with his own indestructible frame. We crashed into the roof of the western watchtower. We punched through the wooden beams and slate tiles, tumbling into the dusty attic below. I groaned, rolling onto my back. Dust and debris rained down on us. Through the hole in the roof, I watched the burning wreckage of the massive golden ship crash into the harbor. It hit the water with a colossal splash, sending a tsunami of boiling steam rolling over the sea walls.

“But I am not sure it will let us disconnect once we are there.” Before anyone could reply, a loud metallic crack echoed from the stern. The hull tilted further, and cold seawater began to seep through the lower seams. The ship was built for open ocean travel, not for the extreme pressure and force of this zone. It would not hold much longer. “We have no choice but to descend with it,” Theron said, reaching a decision that made sense even if we did not want it. “If we try to fight the pull, we will only overload our own shields and tear the vessel apart. If we let the field guide us, we can control the speed and angle of descent. We will reach the bottom, but we will arrive intact.”

Tristan flanked her on one side, Callum on the other, shielding her like she was the only person in this grand, glittering night worth protecting. I stood in the darkest corner of the deck and watched every ray of light fall on Elise. Once, I would have given anything for her to stand in that spotlight, any price at all, because she was a musical genius. I never imagined that the price would turn out to be myself. I smiled bitterly. Then, without warning, the crowd on deck lurched. Champagne spilled across the floor. Before anyone could react, the captain came rushing over. "The coast guard has issued an intercept order. They're demanding we stop the vessel immediately for inspection."

The shudder that went through the sinking remains of the void-iron fortress was not caused by the tectonic fault line. It was a slow, deep, rhythmic vibration that resonated through the water and vibrated directly up the iron mainmast where Killian still held me pinned. The boiling, green-tinted water of the Sinking Shelf suddenly went deathly still, the massive plumes of steam collapsing back into the sea as a terrifying, localized pressure drop sucked the air right out of our lungs.

Asked Zhu Wushang, who lying on Liu Xiling while she cleaning his ear. After seeing the state of Zhu Wushang and Liu Xiling, Aurelia sigh in annoyance. “Ugh… You guys have the technology that defies the law of gravity like the formation engine thingy within this ship it can bend the law of gravity and make this ship float! At the same time, you didn’t even have a clue about aerodynamics. Result in the efficiency of the ship operation! That’s why I said it’s ridiculous.” Explained Aurelia.

My stomach tightened as my intestines attempted to stop my anus from leaving my body. The four other boxes were way below us. They were banking around and climbing in a spiral. They probably hadn’t expected us to go stratospheric and didn’t look very confident in following us. If these transports were used to go from A to B and little else, then I could see how suddenly having to capture another ship would be a difficult thing to figure out. Mist began to fill the interior, making it hard to see. “Go up a bit more,” I shouted to Maurice. “Take it easy, though.” I grabbed another strap, just in case.

The Acheron was no longer a state-of-the-art marvel of naval engineering; it was a falling anvil. The deck dropped out from beneath them with the stomach-churning violence of a severed elevator cable. Gravity inverted for a terrifying, weightless second as the stealth ship’s nose pitched down in an uncontrolled dive toward the abyssal plains of the Pacific. Loose tools, shattered drone components, and the bodies of the Vanguard mercenaries drifted upward before slamming brutally back down against the forward bulkheads.

He did not pull his hand away. He kept it in the air near her. "I do not care about the energy, June. I care about you. You are shaking. Your nose is bleeding again." June wiped her face with the back of her hand. The blood was a shining purple. "It is the pressure. The ships are pressing down on the air. They are trying to crack my shield." *The Hook: The Falling Star* one of the smaller black ships broke away from the group. It did not come down slowly.