Splatoon 3 Captain Novels & Stories

“Don't ever scare us like that again.” “I'll try.” Liam looked at Ryan’s leg. “How bad is it?” “Not bad. The doctor said I just need to stay off it for two or three weeks.” Noah nodded. “That's not too long.” Ryan gave him a look. “Easy for you to say. You're not the one who has to watch everyone else play.” Ethan laughed. “You'll survive.” Ryan looked around at the team. “I'm sorry, guys. I know starting the season without our captain isn't exactly ideal.” Jake shook his head. “We're not mad. We're just glad you're okay.” Liam nodded. “Take the time you need.” Ethan added, “We can handle things for a few weeks. Just don't come back before you're ready.” Noah pointed at Emma.

"I’m early today. I hope you guys didn’t miss me too much." Fanny didn't even wait for me to stop moving before she was in my face. She stood with her hands clamped firmly on her hips, her eyes like ice. "What exactly do you think you’re doing here?" "What does it look like, Fanny? I’m here to practice. With the team." I met her gaze without blinking, matching her intensity. "I’m the captain of this squad, human girl. I’m the one who decides who makes the cut and who gets left behind. I didn't pick you. You aren't part of us, so you can turn around and walk right back to your car."

“You’re all bark and no bite.” Mason’s jaw flexed, color climbed up his neck. “I’ll fuck you up.” Kyle stepped in until their chests were almost touching. The height difference wasn’t dramatic, but the presence was. Kyle carried himself like someone who had never once lost a fight. “I don’t think that’s something you wanna say to your captain.” He reached out, grabbed the front of Mason’s shirt with both hands, and gave it two sharp little tugs like he was brushing imaginary dirt off.

Many are probably thinking, am here to give an encouraging speech about our upcoming match since I was captain but today is not one of that time when the captain gives a patriotic speech. No, today is that moment where this captain will take whatever courage he has left to let his friends and foes knows he loves boys and he is not ashamed to say he love them and even though he does, it doesn't change who he is or has always been because he is still the same Jaden Cole and will always be.

It was a typical thing for the rich, popular guys to have some sort of squad. “Yeah. There is Vincent the fighter. Too bad you left early. You should have seen him kick the crap out of that hot guy whose name I don’t really remember. He is probably looking less hot now but who cares? I could lick gin off Vincent’s abs any day. The last one in the squad is just trouble; Lee Tan. He is the Captain of the basketball team. Please I know Joon is your friend but you gotta steer clear of Tan. He will never resist making a move on that pretty face of yours,” she warned.

"Captain, my healing and my heart will belong to you alone from now on." Lance–the substitute and the team's biggest investor–also stepped forward, wine glass in hand, long legs carrying him with effortless confidence. In his deep, captivating eyes was a smile full of certainty. "My team. My captain. "Of course you belong to me." Not to be outdone, the school tyrant Matthew slammed his glass onto the table with a loud bang. He shot the others a challenging look, then turned to me with a crooked grin. "Why make it so complicated?

The young man burst into manic laughter. "I know you're trying to trick me into talking, but what does it matter if I tell you? Our captain used to be a free‑fighting champion. After the apocalypse, his awakened ability enhanced his body even further. When he kills you, you won't sense a thing—your head will already have been blown apart by a single punch! "But for someone like you, our captain won't let you die so easily! "I told you—he'll break your bones one by one, smash them into pieces, and let your marrow spill all over the ground for dogs to eat!

I was reviewing the daily schedule in the main training room when the door opened. There a tall player walked in with an easy smile. Jax Rivera. Star forward for our rival team, the Iron Vipers. He was known across the league for his speed, aggression, and endless charm. Tall, with sharp features, dark hair, and striking green eyes that seemed to notice everything. “Dr. Vance,” he called out smoothly, leaning against the doorframe. “Heard you are the best in the business. I pulled a hamstring in practice yesterday. Mind taking a quick look?”

After Ana's discovery the other day, Alex and I had to set up some ground rules to keep our relationship secret. I was just about to steal another glance at him when Coach Scott’s voice cut in, loud and sharp. “Hey, you. Velma with the bun,” he barked at me. “You're team four. You're the captain.” I blinked. “Wait What? Me?” “Captain.” He didn't look up from his clipboard. “New face. Too happy. Captain.” That was it? I was being punished for looking too happy? I didn't realize Ana was by my side until she leaned in and whispered. “Congratulations, our lives are officially in your hands, Keller.”

Oh my God. It dawned on me at that moment… Lucas already lost the captain's title… There's no way Coach is letting Kianeffing Maddox go. “Everyone gather around.” The coach's voice came as he hugged Scott, “That's my boy. I am really proud of you.” “And to everyone on the team. We have our new MVP and captain of the team. Kian Maddox.” The coach announced. The rink erupted with cheers and whistles. Lucas threw his helmet on the floor, getting everyone's attention.