Kogitsune-maru Novels & Stories

Slowly and gracefully the three ships joined formation with the massive supercarrier. Though the Invictus with its three kilometers length was an impressive sight for anyone to see. She was simply a speck, however, compared to the majestic might of the Twenty Kilometer long vessel. The differences didn't end there. The Invictus was mostly smooth and, aside from a few main turrets and the lines of Point-defence Guns, had a flat and sleek appearance. Ark Imperial was littered with 'small' turrets. Small being at least tens of meters high and wide which boasted multiple barrels per turret, the ventral section mounting dozens of skyscraper-sized antennae for fire direction of the vast array of w

He approached their table and placed it in front of Mabel, who raised an eyebrow. "Go on," Marco said evenly. "Open it." Mabel’s hands trembled as she unlatched the case. Her eyes widened as stacks of crisp bills came into view. "Oh my gosh," she whispered, her voice filled with awe. She quickly shut the briefcase, her expression shifting to one of triumph. Marco remained stoic. "Now the details." Mabel took a deep breath, as if savoring her victory. "The ship’s name is Maersk Mc-Kinney Moller. It had Maersk Line’s white seven-pointed star logo on a blue background. It departed from the port nearest to this place."

Tom smiled at me for a few seconds before turning to him. “Done.” He said. And without saying another word, he fired. My ears registered no sound. I just saw a flash coming out of the gun’s mouth, and moments later mark’s body impacted against mine, making us both to fall on the floor, his back hitting my chest. It was then that I understood that Tom's gun had a muffler so there wouldn’t be heard any sound. “Mark?” My voice came trembling with horror at seeing his unmoving head on my chest “Mark!”

Sophia pointed at the display. “The carrier is still operational.” Victor confirmed the reading. “It’s damaged… but still moving.” Emma whispered, “That’s impossible.” Victor shook his head. “It’s not a normal warship.” Lewis stared at the radar signal. The carrier had slowed, but it was still descending. Daniel cursed. “You’re telling me five missile hits didn’t kill it?” Sophia spoke quietly. “That’s the Leviathan-class.” Lewis frowned. “Leviathan?” Sophia nodded. “The Covenant’s most advanced deep-sea assault platform.”

Mine. On Sarah’s panel a second contact blooms, a hot red signature peeling off our position and sinking into the trench, carrying my frequency, my signal, the read of a Sovereign-class source bleeding into the sea. And the hunter-sub turns off its intercept and goes after it, fast, hungry, exactly as designed. But I am watching the red light leave.

It had long reached the state where both sides were fighting each other to death. Simultaneously, in the deck of a large ship. A white-haired man in a samurai uniform, two swords hanging from his waist, and clogs on his feet, stood at the bow of the ship. He was staring at the battle on the opposite deck with unblinking eyes. His eyes were tracing the movement of a man on the deck. That man was none other than Ash. “Kenzo-Kun, the most outstanding disciple of your Harusame family, Maru Harusame, died in the hands of that man.”

“Maya! Are you okay?” Kael’s voice was low but frantic as he scanned the room and then darted to the window. Rowan followed, his eyes narrowing as he crouched to examine the wooden frame. “There’s something here.” He traced a jagged symbol carved deep into the glass’s wooden casing, dark and ancient-looking. I pressed my hands against my chest, trying to steady the frantic pulse beneath my skin. The mark on my wrist throbbed violently, glowing faintly as if reacting to the sigil.

After he finished speaking, the middle-aged man took out a token from his pocket and handed it to Marlee. Marlee quickly took the token with both hands and looked at it. The number 782 was written on it. In other words, her merchant ship was the 782nd ship in line. She had to wait for the 781 ships in front of her before it was her merchant ship’s turn. “Thank you, Sir!” Marlee bowed and thanked the middle-aged man. “I said you don’t have to be so polite. What’s your name?” The middle-aged man asked. “Sir, my name is Marlee Jung.”

Marianne nodded and said, “Nanako was very famous when she participated in the combat fighting competition. It is said that she is the Yamato Nadeshiko that is recognized throughout the whole of Japan...” Kathleen smiled and said, “She is the Yamato Nadeshiko who is recognized throughout Japan, and she is actually one of our rivals.” “What?!” Marianne subconsciously exclaimed, “She likes Charlie too?!” “It’s more like love,” Kathleen chuckled and said, “It is said that love is through dead and life, right?” Having said that, Kathleen saw the look of surprise on Marianne’s face and continued to smile as she said, “Don’t be so surprised. Another shareholder of Ito-Schulz Ocean Shipping Group i