One Piece Captains Novels & Stories

The face of the captain was a deathly pale; he was stuck between a rock and a hard place, not knowing how should he answer, although he did, albeit falteringly, "The Chamber of Repose is where all previous High Chieftains rest... and the present High Chieftain has decreed that absolutely no one is permitted entry..." "AH?!" The mind-controlled woman barked and snarled at him, her nostrils flaring. The captain began sweating copiously with a troubled and bewildered look on his face. A shadowy figure shimmered and appeared just in front of the captain. It was Xiao Chen. His hand closed on the throat of the captain and he lifted him up. "IMPUDENCE!" That was the last straw for the captain. He l

His gaze flicked between me and Luca, sizing us up, ensuring we were ready for what was coming. Finally, the Captain broke the silence. “Gentlemen,” he began, his voice gravelly, “we’ve got a situation that’s about to explode, and I don’t have to tell you how delicate this is.” I straightened up, exchanging a glance with Luca, who remained stoic but nodded slightly, acknowledging the seriousness of the moment.

For the first time, he didn’t seem like the untouchable captain everyone feared. I don’t know what made me walk over. “You okay?” I asked quietly. He lifted his head slowly. Those icy blue eyes met mine, and for a second he looked surprised I was still there. I shifted on my feet. “Earlier… when that guy got hurt. You got to him really fast. Thanks for helping him. Most captains would’ve waited for the coach.” Cole stared at me for a long moment, like my words didn’t make sense to him. “You noticed that?”

In the afternoon, after their cheerless and tasteless brunch, the captain came down to the brig to grace them with his presence. Aki was right, the four most important people on the ship were: Captain Fang, the Dark Emperor, Kosano and Yuriko; in that order. But because they were pirates, it was easy to imagine incessant politicking among the last three.

No wonder he was still captain at his age. “So, the captain is saying that Katrina will also go into battle? And not just hide behind the command line?” I raised a brow. Lucius clenched his fists when he heard this. “Absurd! If there is a vanguard, there must naturally be a commander. Where is there any logic in a commander hiding at the back and calling the shots?” the one on my left asked me, looking at Lucius. “She’s leading the troops. A Luna who has never been to war is leading the way? I think it’s more likely that the captains are leading her and the White-Coat Warriors to war, isn’t it?”

Brendon's POV " Captain Red lady, captain Blood hunter, captain Flare, Captain Blossom, Captain Wolf, Captain Robert, Captain Black Sword, Captain Nick, Captain Sean and Captain Mickel we look forward to your contribution in this mission," Logan says. " But where's Captain Alfric Volus?" Logan asked, glancing at Michael because Alfric was Michael's cousin. He was asked to join this mission by Brendon since has private ships which will be useful for members to escape from Osho country after the mission is completed.

“Cormac always had balls.” The tone of affection underlying his words caught her attention. “You’re still friends?” “Yeah, you could say that.” He laughed. “Cormac is my boss’s third-in?command.” “What are you?” Sexy, crazy, and frustrating were words that came to mind, though she didn’t utter them. “A captain. I have a crew, and I have authority, but there are those above me.” Suddenly, he pulled her on top of him, his hands on either side of her head. “Bosses who won’t be pleased if Aldo Peretti starts a war.”

"Because exposed assets are liabilities. If your secret comes out badly, the fallout damages the team. Managing the risk is within my responsibilities as captain." I waited. He turned the bowl again. "And because—" He stopped. "Because what?" He looked up at me. His eyes were doing something I couldn't read, something that moved behind the surface of the usual carefully managed absence of expression. "Because the alternative was letting something happen to you that didn't need to happen. And I didn't want that." The room was very quiet. "That's not a captain answer," I said. "No," he agreed. "It's not."

Captain Marco was seated in his office, he was rolling the chair’s wheels around while checking his watch like he was waiting for something to happen, he noticed one of the cops walk to the detective’s office and whisper something in his ear. Of course, he might be the captain and by that, the highest ranking officer in this station, but the detective was still in charge here; these were his men, he organized and taught them everything they know, it’s not a surprise that they would owe him their loyalty.

I wanted to make a salute, but apparently, the chair didn't allow me to. "This is detention, Meow," said the captain. "And that chair there is your throne." "You're not going to drill my brains out, are you?" I asked and realized I had forgotten to address him. "Sir." "Just a little something to make you behave," the captain said and nodded at the guy beside me. I watched him grab a remote and press buttons. Then, I heard myself scream. --- Shut your mouth, dumbass! Shut it! Shut it! Shut it!