Gravity Falls Ships Novels & Stories

Gray clouds were hanging above the sky. Millions of raindrops were the first thing I saw with my eyes. My body swung back and forth on the sea in a big storm, on the deck of a warship that would soon sink. The dozens of canon attacks finally destroyed the bilge of the biggest and strongest warship across the ocean. The ship tilted 45 degrees to the left. Making objects shifted to one side.

The white light of its hull flickered to a nauseous, pulsing green. ​"The ship’s internal processors can't handle the biological data!" Lyra’s voice cheered through the radio. "You’re giving them a century of evolution in a microsecond!" ​The Harvester’s gravity-wells buckled. The massive ship began to tilt, its crystalline arms shattering under the pressure of the rapidly growing moss. It let out a sound like a dying star—a high-pitched, electronic wail that shattered every window in the Vancouver ruins. ​The Crash ​The ship didn't fall on the Anchorage. It fell on the Siphon.

The horror that stared back at us was indescribable. We stood together in a small circle, comforting each other. Malachi was crying openly as he held Garrick’s body; he’d gotten some of the children out just before the explosion and had in return offered himself while Stephanie helped. She had refused to leave him and they had died together. James and Shoran were inconsolable and I just held both of them.

"Giov​an‍n‍i, acc‌ess the ballast c⁠ontrol. Flo⁠o‍d the starboard ta‍nk‌s. Li⁠st the s⁠hip. Ha⁠rd‌." "O‌n i​t‌." I watched the scre⁠en. On the satelli​te fe​ed‌, the mass⁠ive shape of the Iron Lady beg‌an to gro‌an. Slowly, agonizingly, the s‌hip began t​o lean. The orange figures on the dec‌k⁠ scrambled. They were sliding⁠. They grabbed onto railings, abandoni‌ng t⁠h‌e cargo crat​es they were trying to pry o⁠pen.

The corner of Adrian’s lips suddenly curled into a cold sneer. In the next moment, a loud bang was heard. Adrian pierced through the floor deck with his foot as if he had channeled a load of force into his leg. Rumble! The ship swayed violently and a gush of seawater surged into the ship. The whole ship shook left and right violently until everyone on board lost their footing and fell to the ground. Water surged into the atrium. Shadow was astounded, never expecting something like this to happen, all his men toppling over from the swaying of the ship and the sudden surging of seawater. The scene was thrown into chaos.

He lifts one hand. And the ocean moves. We can’t see the shoreline from here. But we feel it. A deep rumble passing through the flooded streets as something enormous shifts miles away. The water in the street begins flowing backwards. Not draining. Climbing. Like gravity has been politely asked to step aside. A wall of seawater rises at the end of the avenue two blocks away. Ten meters high. Twenty. Ezra whispers, “That’s impossible.” Severiel glances down at us.

“I am Logan, the first navigator of the tidal rebels. Our radio Relay was first swallowed by frost.” “We have received your signal, Logan,” I said and maintained the system values of Rotors stable. “What the hell is in this cargo ship over there?” Logan's face moved from bitterness. “This is the Boreas – an old Climate research vessel of the consortium. It was frozen for centuries Antarctic ice cream. When the large earthquake in the south reversed the gravity, the Wreck with the ice masses into the stratosphere. We thought... we thought we were

Ten seconds to zero. The system’s piercing countdown abruptly cut off. A crushing sensation of weightlessness smashed through everyone’s stomach. Gravity parameters failed completely. The Leviathan’s tens of thousands of tons of steel skeleton lost all braking force, tearing through the deep-sea current and slamming violently onto the pale-gray seabed of the Eden ruins. BOOM! A devastating physical shockwave overturned the entire vessel. Tactical terminals and scattered metal components broke free of gravity from the control console, floating midair—only to be violently shredded into lethal fragments as the impact wave tore through the cabin.

Cracks actually appeared in the two-story building! The Malian navy ships that were floating on the sea were clearly sinking slowly. Cracks that were several feet deep had appeared across several decks. Caine had been standing opposite Sebastian, and he felt as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back. He landed on the ground in an instant, forming a one-foot-deep depression beneath him. Horatio looked on in disbelief. He was dumbstruck. He wasn't the only one. Even the people on Dramon's military ships were looking up at the sky in fear.

(SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW) "Run, Nomo! If you don’t move now, you’re going to be part of the scrap heap when this hull hits the ground!" Sofia screamed, her voice barely audible over the groaning of the Seraph’s Sorrow. The ship was dying. Without the Soul-Gem, the internal gravity had failed, and they were stumbling through a corridor that was tilting at a forty-five-degree angle toward the snowy abyss below.