Phighting Ships Novels & Stories

It was black fur and silver eyes. A hundred massive shapes broke the surface, swimming with unnatural speed toward the fleet. They weren't drowning. They were cutting through the water like torpedoes. "Fire the deck guns!" Miller ordered. "Sink them! Sink all of them!" The ship’s cannons roared, sending plumes of water and fire into the air. But the shapes didn't stop. They dived. They resurfaced. They were closer now. "They're boarding the starboard side!" a voice yelled over the intercom.

Although they were good, I was better but they were making me take longer and they were beginning to make me seriously vulnerable to anyone who might also be pursuing me. Gritting my teeth at the unwelcome dog fight, I killed the speed and threw the ship to the side before firing another volley. The attacking ship hadn't anticipated my move and I hit them with every heated plasma bolt I had. Their shields flickered under the barrage and the ship immediately peeled away and down, breaking the fight and giving me some space.

“It is a geometric siphon! They are trying to create a vacuum of frequency!” ​Thorne and the pack were already on the ridges, their howls rising to meet the hum of the ships. They looked like tiny gray ants against the backdrop of the massive, black needles. The first volley of arrows flew, their silver heads glinting in the pale light, but as they reached the perimeter of the ships, they simply slowed down and tumbled into the abyss. The ships were warping the very air around them, creating a zone where momentum and force had no meaning.

Brute strength and boiling rage. Finally he pounced and we became a swirling mix of dark fur as we tore into each other. He bit my flank causing me to yelp whilst I buried my snout into his upper shoulder and tore away at him. I heard further yelps from further away and in a brief untangle from Wicknace I saw a terrifying sight. Troy was pinned by both Julien and Jimmy. Shit, I couldn’t help I had Wicknace already charging me for another round. There was never any guarantee we were going to come out of this alive.

He pinned her to a tree “Do not move, I won’t take too long.” She rolled her eyes and scoffed. He looked at her more sternly and she shrugged and nodded. He ran in the direction of the oncoming men. She watched his accurate movements, the three of them circled him and attacked. He ducked when a punch came, and moved sideways to avoid the jab of a knife. Xavier pulled out his sword and slit a throat. He wiped some blood from his face, he faced the remaining two.

“Fight to kill.” More hooks came down, and an immense shadow crossed over the stern and kept growing. An imperial battleship was upon them. Two imperial guards armed with tasers landed on the shrouds of the main topmast and slid down on the mainstay. More clambered over the battleship’s railing.

At the same time, a fleet of about twelve large ships began to enter Yin Mimi Bay. “Throw fire arrows at all the intruder ships!” shouted the troops from the Yin Mimi fortress. And so, the war began to break out that night!

It wasn't the hum of the 'Legion,' and it wasn't the song of the 'Saints. It was a mechanical roar. A fleet of modern, iron-clad warships was appearing on the horizon, bearing a flag Panni had never seen: A white lotus crushed by a black gear. "The Third Family," Vera whispered, her terror genuine now. "The Engineers. They didn't want the 'Silence' or the 'Fire.' They just wanted the Energy." A single, massive shell whistled through the air, striking the black junk and turning it into a fireball.

The marking on the boat was at least a few centuries old. This is a war ship. Those are Tharans. This must be the Battle of the long ships. The commander moved forward looking at each of his men, he couldn't see clearly the sky was fiery red, arrows were flying everywhere. One of the arrows hit the sail. All around him there was fire. Men were still burning or were half burned. The battle didn't end well for the Tharans, the history books were true in that part. The crystal had finished the visions. The room stood still, the crystal was still glowing.

Blood splatter onto the lower deck. “Reload!” Jack screamed as the crew shuffled to hurry up and follow orders. “Load the cannons fools!!” Rowling yelled to his crew as they were in a daze. Rowling's ship powered through trying to get out of the way of fire. Gavin’s ship was waiting for him. Another ship had caught up to Rowlings. Seeing the cannon fire the ship's captain pulled the ship to the other side of Rowling. Letting Rowling's ship block any potential fire. The second ship began making its way to Gavin’s ship. It was a standard size ship, nothing special compared to the Morning Star, but it had cannons and was fully loaded. The sails of the ship were gray and no special flag hung off