Gundam Captain Novels & Stories

I learned a lot from him in a short period of time working here at Camp Happy Hearts. Captain Chan POV I hope Gen Ari does not retire yet. I enjoyed working with him on how we intercepted the triad gang. I admired his bravery, courage, and perseverance in capturing criminals on land and sea. The guy is just brilliant.

" 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. "

The kid commanding them didn't help but to laugh but the Knights of the West was unable to take him seriously. "Have you had fun staying in our country, I hope you did. Because you'll be living in the Palace Jail waiting for your execution." It was supposed to tease them but the Captain that the one possessing the command was upset in a way that the East called them dogs when they are cockroaches in his eyes. The captain of the east was left with sighs, to think he was caught on the action, maybe this was fine as long as he had not come back to his own country, for he is the East Katsuki Soldier, he thought that maybe this is fine for him too...

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama THREE VENDETTA I walk in and the sound of the music was blaring in the hair and some were dancing while some where busy spraying money on the Strippers. And of course, there are many drugs dealers and some criminals I would be just arrest here but CIA don't do shit. We plan a mission we achieve it. "What did you say he is wearing"I said to my ear Bluetooth that anyone wouldn't notice actually. It for protection incase something goes wrong and I can actually communicate to my back up.

Cyran- Leaving with Kellan, Azura, and Jade, we made our way to the headquarters of the council. The others lingered behind, so they could prepare. The goal was to catch everyone off guard, which meant we couldn’t try anything right away. Walking into the building with just Azura, Jade and Kellan stayed behind to greet the others. The guard at the entrance wouldn’t allow them to enter anyway. It would be better if Kellan went in as well, but I understood they were being cautious.

Since the title of captain isn't hereditary, their leader system works differently. For Guard-Gifted, the mantle will fall on the strongest after the captain if he dies but if he is still alive, a partial mark rests on the second stronger just like with David and Gillian. Guard-Gifted are unable to kill each other in a power struggle. A power forces them to love each other and if otherwise, they lose their gifts.

From the portal stepped a figure that looked like Elara, but her skin was made of starlight and her eyes were the deep black of the void. "I am the Captain of the Nebula-Shard," the newcomer said, her voice echoing with the authority of a thousand suns. "We heard the signal. We heard that there was a world where the 'Glitches' had won. We’ve come to see if you’re ready for the Pro-Circuit." Elara gripped her stick, the obsidian humming against her palm. She looked at her team, then at the sprawling, vibrant civilization they had built from nothing but errors and hope.

The man was crawling away, bleeding, his helmet cracked. "Who sent you?" Jack growled, pinning the man to the floor with his boot. The captain coughed blood. He looked at Jack’s face, then at his mutated arm. His eyes widened in recognition. "He... he said you would come," the captain wheezed. "Who?" "The other one," the captain grinned, his teeth red. "The Perfect One." Jack frowned. "Subject C?" "He calls himself... Cain," the captain whispered. "And he sends his regards."

“Our thirty days are up. “I’ll be there at nine tomorrow.” I looked at the piece of paper. The weight that had been crushing my chest eased up a little. He said, “I know I have no right to ask you to come back. “But the least I can do is stand by you until the very end.” I nodded. “Alright.” There seemed to be something more on his mind. His lips parted and closed silently before he ended up saying, “See you tomorrow, Millie.” I met his gaze. “See you tomorrow, Captain Tanner.”