Hunterxhunter Ships Novels & Stories

The Shem scout ship dropped out of hyper, scanned the three-planet system, and found what it was searching for. The Shem possessed two fleets, and this one, controlled by the Supreme intelligence known as the Hoon, consisted of no less than one thousand three hundred and forty seven heavily armed spacecraft.

The Heavenly Pistol Shrimp waved as he moved speedily towards the edge of the platform. The others had large frowns on their faces. Well, almost all of them. The Mini Giant cared very little for the consequences of his decision. Right now what he wanted to do was to rip the boy in half, and no amount of future trouble could change that. As for the others, they did understand everything the Heavenly Pistol Shrimp was concerned about. They really did. After all, no one wanted to be in a situation where they were hunted down, especially since they were Ascenders. They didn’t grow this powerful just to be used in the schemes of another.

Anger still ran through my veins, at the ugly reality that they came to hunt me down with high-powered ships and weapons that could knock me out of the sky. The hunting game started in my backyard. That's when I flew high above the gray haze and trained my eye for the landing craft. Each of my Flame - Burning Fire Snot. Being that I could spy on one of the ships, but I was reluctant to separate at such a long distance. I didn't know what would happen to me if the hunters destroyed both one of my forms and the other. It was better to stay together. Sybil was already on the move, leading the birds to gather information about the invaders. Although I didn't completely trust them, I wouldn't hav

Chapter 50: The Shadow Lord's Departure The harbor stretched before him like a promise of violence made manifest, its waters black as midnight beneath the pre-dawn sky. Forty-seven warships rode at anchor in formations that spoke of military precision and unlimited resources, their hulls gleaming with magical reinforcements that could deflect cannon fire and turn aside the most sophisticated naval magic. Each vessel flew the silver shadow of House Nox, but these weren't the modest coastal patrol ships his ancestors had maintained. These were instruments of conquest, designed to carry war across oceans and challenge powers that had never faced serious external threats.

Hunter remarked as he grabbed a water bottle and took a large swig before grabbing the cord from the treadmill to plug it back into the wall. "I don't care what you do and don't want to hear. What I have to say is important, and you're going to listen to me." Hunter looked at me as if I was sporting two heads but refrained from speaking. "Sienna has agreed to fight against Deathstroke." I comment, pausing to see if he showed any recollection or not. I had a feeling he might not know who that was, so I pulled out Deathstroke's file and handed it to him. Hunter looked at me oddly, unsure as to whether he should hear me out or walk away. However, instead, he reached for the file, scanning my ey

Once Hindrick sits me down and wraps a blanket around me, he takes a seat, grabbing the ropes of the boat so he can begin to row towards the three large ships that sit in the distance waiting for us. Remaining silent, I keep my gaze on the ship that I was just on until it disappears beneath the surface of the ocean. "Good riddance," I grumble. "Hopefully all the bastards went down with it." "They didn’t," Hindrick responds. "When we searched, there was no one to be found. Well, no one except you, that is." "Dammit." "Doesn’t matter. We’ll find them again and kill them." "Again?" I repeat, raising my brows. "Aren’t they in the Glacies?"

Now, we will be in danger if the werewolf hunter finds our location! "What did you say, alpha? The beta leader encountered the werewolf hunter?!" Kasper was stunned after hearing that voice. Flint and him slowly turned around their back just to see that the leaders of the village and some representatives of the different kinds of werewolves are now in their back. "We demand an explanation!" They firmly said. Flint and Kasper use their mind link. "Oh, no! We're doomed!" "It's just you!"

Lincoln narrowed his eyes at her but stepped back, gaining control of his wolf again. "Very well. Now, if I may ask, where the hell are we?" Lincoln muttered as he looked around at the thousands of shipping containers lined the yard. The faint sound of lifts sounded further down the dock. Two large shipping boats were docked to the harbour. "We are at the headquarters of the whole hunter's operation." Jade hissed before she started walking forward, already annoyed with our questions. I didn't hesitate to follow her, too, as she moved around across the grounds in complete silence. If I couldn't see her, I would have believed she wasn't even here at all. Lincoln not far behind as we moved thr

“D-55 we have apprehended five suspects and have found a body near the entrance hatch. How’s it going there?” “I’ve regained control of the airship. We are no longer drifting my AI will take command. I’ll join you in clearing the vessel. Good hunting Arbiters” “Good hunting” H-6 felt a tingle in the back of his spine, a rush he hadn’t felt in awhile. A challenge was coming, one he had not encountered in a good amount of time.

This was where they usually go first if they wanted information, or news pertaining to the whereabouts of the whole West region. Hail O was a prestigious yet infamous place for bounty hunters. It had separate branches from each region running illegally in the darkest alleys of the most notorious towns. The owner was actually pretty acquainted with Kaizer, he was one of the elite soldiers of his father - the drunkard spear master, O Haden. "Where's your master?" Kaizer didn't waste any time for a greeting. He leaned aggressively at the bar counter and asked for O Haden.