Star Wars Rebels Ghost Ship Novels & Stories

Fernández moved as quickly as he could to catch up and was so focused on the pumping of his legs that he nearly slammed into the Golem when the bigger man stopped dead in his tracks. “Holy Mary, Mother of God,” said the Golem. Fernández poked his head out from behind Charley. On the unnamed waterway of the Mississippi that ran behind the U-Store-It! complex sat a dilapidated, burnt husk of a paddle wheeler. Through the soot, they could make out one word on the side of the ship. Sultana. The Civil War ghouls boarded the vessel via a series of wooden planks, and a large man, naked from the waist up, waved a mock greeting at the ex-Rangers.

The constant barrage of the sentry’s blast kept us all inter until ghost fire raised her hand, curting it up to form a blue and white plasma ball. “Enough,” Ghost fire said as she through the concentrate sphere at the sentries the spere soved through sentrys, vaporizing them both and shutting down the blast. We each slowly pick ourselves up, recovering from the surprise attack. “Nice trick Melissa,” I said “What do you call that?,” “Spook orbs,” ghost fire answered. “I hope you can make more Rick said. “Cause we got company,” Rick pointed at a cluster of Reaper Gorillas, rampaging toward us on all fours.

Her thoughts went to Celie and she wondered where her cousin was. The actor playing the Ember Ghost growled at the crew who ran in every direction before standing against the ship’s railings while looking at the dark specter. Then, the Ember Ghost went to each of the crew, pretending to hypnotize them using his hand and then sucking their blood until they fell limply to the deck. Afterwards, the Ember Ghost stood on a platform and rose his hands to the air while looking at the crowd. “I’m coming to get you!” he shouted, followed by rousing music that crescendoed as red lights flashed on the ship.

Silence fell over the Wastes, broken only by the howling wind. Caleb let out a deep breath, the silver tattoos fading back into his skin. He walked over to Scarlett, who was leaning heavily on her jade brush, her chest heaving. He wrapped a strong, warm arm around her waist, pulling her close. "Not bad for a villainess," Caleb murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Not bad for a lab rat," Scarlett teased back, though her hands were shaking slightly from the adrenaline. But the victory was cut short. The fist-sized ball of scrap metal on the ground suddenly began to project a low-resolution hologram. It wasn't the Herald. It was a massive, sprawling cityscape of dark metal and violet light

They had spent the night scouting the northern coastal ridges, and the report they brought was not one of peace. "The ghost ships are real, Dad," Leo reported, his voice a deep and resonant rumble that made the obsidian beneath his paws vibrate. "They aren't made of wood or steel. They are massive shards of black ice: floating graveyards that move against the current. We counted three of them drifting toward our perimeter before we had to pull back.". "They are carrying the Void Howl into the water," Toby added, his kinetic energy nearly breaking the sound barrier as he paced the pier. "The resonance near the shore is already starting to turn grey. It feels like the ocean is trying to hold i

a stretch of the Mojave Desert where the iron-rich mountains and ancient military jamming towers created a hole in the world's digital map. "We're dropping," Silas announced. He had survived the blast by diving into a drainage trench, and had climbed into the ship’s belly just as we lifted off. He was now strapped into the pilot’s seat, his movements rhythmic and robotic. "Once we touch down, the ship’s transponder will be dead. We’ll be ghosts. But so will the thing following us." "Silas," I said, standing up on shaky legs, Florence shifted to my hip. "The dot on the radar. Tell me the truth. Is it him?"

Seeping out of those craters wasn't magma or water, but a thick, viscous, black-and-violet miasma that floated into the vacuum of space. "It’s the Abyss," Sebastian murmured. The mutated Titan blood in his veins flared with a sudden, violent hunger, reacting to the cosmic darkness outside. He gripped the armrests of the throne to ground himself. "The Golden Empire didn't just abandon this border. They lost it." [The Ghost Ship] "Commander!" Kenji’s voice spiked with panic. "I’m picking up a faint distress beacon! It’s not transmitting in the Architect frequency. It’s... it's a localized, low-tech radio wave!"

“You need to see this. Now.” I turn back to the main display as video feeds from Alaska fill the wall. The collapsed facility site is no longer quiet. Rubble shifts. Ice cracks. The ground pulses with unnatural light. Theo stands in the wreckage. Fully formed now. Scarred but whole. Silver eyes burning with cold intent. And he is not alone. Scottie stands beside him. Alive. Regenerating. The sight hits me harder than any blade ever could. Between them, held carefully as if it is sacred, floats something impossible.

I heard the familiar voice of Gonzalo ring from behind me. Natasha jumps on my body, clutching her hands to my chest, as I try to shield her face from meeting his own. “Am I missing something here, Raul? If not, why is the first daughter of the house of Miklaus in the company of the rebel leader?” The bass of his voice rose as his eyes glowed angrily at us. The clouds crackled lightly, and soon the sky started to tear up.

Ghost led the group, his pale face grim, while behind him came faces Raven recognized from their war days—Diesel, Viper, Hawk, and two newer prospects she didn't know. "Prez," Ghost said, approaching the porch with his hands visible but his expression urgent. "We need to talk. All of us." "This better be good," Jax replied, not lowering his weapon. "You know the rules about coming here unannounced." "Rules change when the Colombians show up asking questions about their missing shipment," Diesel rumbled, his massive frame tense with barely controlled aggression. "The shipment that was supposed to go through Diamondback territory before we burned their organization to the ground."