Shanks Crew Members Novels & Stories

Chapter 25 Alpha Miguel POV I walk briskly down the verandah, heading to the hall where the chiefs must be waiting for me now. I have no idea what happened back here, but the call I got from Axel was kinda not clear and filled with worries, which had me rushing down here. "What happened?" I ask as I barge into the hall, and as expected, Axel and the chiefs were already waiting for me. "There is a problem, Alpha," Axel utters as he stands up to his feet and walks over to me, and I gulp down nothing.

I heard the Captain chuckled sexily when he saw my eyebrows ceased. "You can call him anything you want tho," he assured me. "Now, that's Marcillo, the carpenter. The is the one responsibe for fixing anything that is broken in the ship." he told me. "Alex the Gunner, his sub is Xander. Ferdin the navigator, his sub is Ellan. Rieki and Raeki the Doctors, they are twins. And Gae together with Galvin, the cook." he told me. Now, he faced me. He looked at me like he's sipping my soul out.

The Emperor said loudly, knowing that four someones were spying nearby. The four pirates, who went simply by Angry, Shifty, One-eye, and Pungent, had been careful after two of their comrades died while they trailed the imperial troops. At first three of them had wanted to turn around and report the events to Xander, but then then Shifty reminded them that none of them had been close enough to hear the fugitives' plans.

1 and the 2nd Caravel ship were en route, they witnessed as the Baron Sunders army has already climbed on top of the 3rd and 4th ships deck and started their onslaught. “[Those blasted bandits like soldiers!!!!….they even slew and killed all the innocent crew as they pleased!….the crew are not combatant at all….they didn’t even know how to fight!…]”.(Reporter Vincent John) As the camera showed the scene of bloody real time war, reporter Vincent John showed an horror on his face that were riddled with disgust and anger. The Baron Sunders arm were slaughtering the Aeternum ships crews left and right as they pleased, his voice of displeased actually shed some account to the reality of the scene

After that, Cobalt left as quickly as she came. Shima returned his attention to Hardy. “Sir Sherry, I will leave the field command to you. I will take care of the evacuation process.” “Yes sir.” Hardy saluted before he left as well. The guards that were with him also followed. Shima scratched his head. “I can only pray and hope that we can get through this.” ….. On the captain’s ship of the pirate armada, Morozko was at the bow of the ship watching over his underlings as they engaged the Merman Army. He had no idea what was happening on the Kraken’s side, but he assumed that it was done.

It wasn't the Holy Syndicate. From the fog emerged a fleet of "Ghost Ships"—commercial freighters, private yachts, and even fishing trawlers, all manned by people who had been "Decommissioned" by the Syndicate’s global seizure. They were the waitresses from Singapore, the coders from Geneva, and the soldiers from New York who had refused to go back to their "Stations." The lead ship, a battered Northwood icebreaker, pulled alongside the black sand. A woman stepped onto the deck—Mina, her eyes tired but free of the neon-green glow. Beside her stood a thousand others, their faces grim and determined.

“We checked it thoroughly, there is literally no space for any instruments to slide between her skin and the metal. We can't cut through the top, it is super thin and we can't make where the metal ends and skin starts. Apart from it, everything is absolutely fine with her.” They sure cant. This isn't a simple shackle, this cant be. Aeric and I trace the shackle with our fingers, our skin bouncing on the little unknown words engraved on the shackle. Four different lines of words, going around in circles, reunifying in themselves. I take a closer look as if the alien language will reveal itself, probably, speak to us. In this lifetime, I have learned more language than necessary. Some for busi

Quinn. "Alright, I'm on it." While the Hannibal brothers were plotting their next move, Shane was busy with his plans. After leaving the colosseum, he immediately started looking for good-looking men and sent them all to Grayson's residence. However, the men he had sent ran out of the house in a matter of minutes, crying. Shocked, Shane asked, "What happened?" The group of handsome men cried out, "Angora's way too scary! He started beating up all of us before we could even get anywhere near Mr. Quinn! Look, we're all injured!"

"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?"

Shannon looked at the people at the scene and said, “Okay, you and Mr. Knowles should take a few of the crew members down with you first. Meanwhile, we’ll find a place to shelter ourselves. The blizzard is coming soon.” After saying that, Shannon asked the crew, “If anyone wants to leave now, the trailer can fit eight people.” The crew members exchanged gazes. Two to three of them chose to stay with Shannon, and the rest chose to leave first.