Red-haired Shanks Crew Novels & Stories

"N-no… please, Mr. Grant. I- I don't know a thing. S-someone ordered me to hijack the truck yesterday with my men—" "Ahh, your men. Just so you know, the sharks are enjoying them right now." Those statements were casual, but the smirk on his lips seemed like borrowed from the devil who had just fed with guilty souls. No, he is more than that. He is vicious and cunning. "It was men with moon tattoo! I don't know who they are or what they were, but they threatened my gang, and we got no choice but followed their orders!" he cried hysterically. Blood was gushing from his mouth, mixed with the tears streaming from his eyes.

"I do believe those are Grishan’s ships." "Grishan’s?" I repeat, "Does that mean that’s Hindrick and the others?" "Looks like," Uncle Ramone confirms. "Well, isn’t this perfect timing? We can all attack at the same time now." Remaining silent, I watch as the large ships close the distance between us and them. When they stop, a ladder is dropped, allowing us to climb aboard while our own groups ships wait for further instruction. "Glad you could join us," Gavin chuckles once we’re on deck. "Now could you explain exactly what is going on here?"

The others nodded agreeing with the plan. “We will question the others in the meantime although I doubt whether we will get any useful information.” Ed frowned. “True. They look like hired guns” Frank agreed. “Any hits on the sketches or the tattoo?” Ben asked as he remembered their discussion yesterday. “Boss with the tattoo, there are 5 hits from around the world” Shadow took a sip as he reported “Eagles- notorious in I and J country. All their members get their heads shaved on the right side. They usually don’t interfere with governments and have not been reported to have tattoos.”

Lynn said as she stalked towards Shaid who was crawling backwards away from Lynn. “See I was feeling kinda sorry for you, because you were being controlled by a crazy witch who was sprung on a man who didn't want her. But since you want to be on team evil bitches you gotta get the business now too.” Shawna said as she swung her fist at Maria who ducked, and got a little too cocky too fast. She didn't see the Blade in Shawna’s other hand before it was too late, and Shawna buried it in her throat. Maria's eyes widen in shock as Shawna tossed her ass overboard. Maria screamed as the whales ripped her to shreds. Shawna looked into the water and saw Maria's body disappear into the ocean. As soon

she asked quietly as Gunny approached them. “I was a few blocks away. Is everyone okay?” Gunny said ruffling Marie’s hair. “Yeah,” Hadrian replied. “I’d heard that there were some around.” “What happened?” Electra asked again. “You started to shift,” Hadrian told her as the Stevenson triplets approached them. Robert, Roderick and Ronald were well over six feet, muscular and blonde hair with blue eyes. They were frequently referred to as the Vikings or the Swedes. “Perseus is scouting around outside. We wanted to check in before we joined him,” Roderick said to Gunny. “Are the kids okay? Ma’am?”

she mutters quietly, not meeting my eyes. She stands up, and I follow quickly. “Hayley, wait—” “It’s… fine, Ax,” she says soberly, clearing her throat. Her eyes are red-rimmed when they finally meet mine and right then, she grabs her bag and heads for the door. I’m about to call after her again, but just as she leaves, a figure steps in—Shane. Behind him is his crew of two: Rakim, the tall, dark-skinned boy with braids, and Miles, the blonde with a scar on his face.

The harbor was full of life, more people than Shadow had ever seen moving about the sturdy piers, chattering loudly and shouting amongst one another in one official language of the novel. However, their clothes varied from man to man to indicate their different backgrounds. Shadow stared into the distance while the rest of her people unloaded all the equipment that they brought. The possibility that the enemies were nearby was higher but no one cared enough to look around. That was because, opposite her battleship stood a ship with a figurehead that resembled some dolphin or whatever, rearing and throwing its head back. And some other ships that she couldn’t care about. “I can tell that they

I snaps at him. "Please Anna, let me just finish-" He hisses under his breath. "Fine, I won't interrupt you." I look away trying to control my breathing. "Benjamin Mackenzie is a prime member of Red Skull Gang." He says. "So? What's special in being a member of some bikers' gang. I know he's obsessed with bikes and illegal race. He took me to such races a few times." I didn't get what he was trying to tell me.

she whispered urgently to her mates, hoping they had been planning for this moment. Shane, Sean, Cruz, and Romeo sprang into action with a burst of coordinated energy that had been brewing beneath their tense exteriors. Shane, moving with the precision of a seasoned warrior, tackled the nearest rogue, disarming him with a swift and fluid motion that sent the rogue’s weapon clattering to the ground. His eyes blazed with determination as he delivered a quick, incapacitating blow to the rogue’s midsection, ensuring he wouldn’t rise again soon.

I shouted into the glare, I had spotted up to five tiny ships coming towards us with immense speed. They all had black flags on them, designed with human skull as a warning. “Pirates, oh silly human pirates messing around.” “Oh how very great,” Tasha muttered to herself, she threw her orange peels into the water. “Just as I was about to get comfortable and have a good nap.”