Transformers Pirate Novels & Stories

another pirate suggested, his voice trembling with fear. Retreat? Alden hesitated. He was not willing to give up his prize so easily. Making a decision he would regret for a lifetime, he commanded, "Take all the crew members hostage. We'll force them to pay up." As the approaching ship came closer, Alden realized it was Alexander's aircraft carrier. Fear gripped him as he comprehended the strength arrayed against him. "Release them!" Alexander's voice, resonant with power, echoed across the vast sea, sending chills down the pirates' spines.

And worse, they would ruthlessly kill without having any second thoughts. Since taking over the role of the pirate, Captain Hawk, from a man who had been the pirate for many years, Marcus only attacked the Emperor’s ships. However, now that he no longer trolled the seas, he took prisoners from the stagecoaches occupied by these soldiers. Today’s hold-up, however, had been different. Marcus had overheard the French soldiers were trying to fool the elusive Captain Hawk by transporting the documents differently, carried by a civilian. Marcus was smarter than the Emperor’s soldiers. He, too, had spies everywhere.

" I'm sorry. How'd you get out of it?" "Only with the goddess's help. You know Gustav? He's exactly what he looks like. Nothing about his vibe is wrong." "You mean him looking like the ocean is his home and he'd rather die there?" "Bingo. Despite being a really good warlord, he's a pirate and handles transportation of both humans and wolves alike. If you're in battle and in need of some external support, he's your plug but here's the catch. He helps rogues get on board too."

Something about him seemed not right. The way he talked, the way he was always lost somewhere, the way he was not being himself really bothered me. Even though I stayed in my room because of motion sickness, I tried to talk to him. He said nothing, just told me to take care of myself and rest as much as I could. The ship was enormous and more like a pirate ship, but those were the legal pirates who we sailed with. I had never heard about anything like legal pirates who paid taxes to both the vampire and werewolf governments for occupying the sea between their lands.

"Troy was our navigator, always. He was the reason why we kept the sails. Loves maps, that guy. He wanted nothing more than to stand at the helm with that damn compass in his hands. Robbie is our strongman, although he wouldn't hurt a fly. He just looks scary." "What are you then?" I asked, trying not to laugh as he gazed at me, surprised. "The pretty face, obviously." "Ah, I see." He smiled. "In reality, Troy and Robbie are too good. Every band of pirates needs a bad guy."

He summoned a tsunami to push back their enemies and set back their pursuit. But before his tsunami could hit its target, it shrunk and dissolved. There was only one explanation for this. From the current distance, his eyes couldn’t pierce the silhouette of their pursuers standing on deck but it was clear from the full bamboo-sail battens that they had a junco ship. It was a two-master flying a black flag. “Bad news, guys!” he shouted to Temujin and Aki. “The pirates have also got a blue Slayer on board!”

—a high-frequency burst of data that made Jade’s Phoenix wings flare instinctively. "Breach! Breach!" Aris’s voice crackled over the comms. "We’ve hit a Siren-Net! The pirates... they aren't just here for the cargo. They’ve got a Dividend Reaper-Class pulse! They’re trying to hack the Bridge!" Jade scrambled to her feet, her hands already glowing with silver-white fire. "Caspian, stay here. You aren't stable enough for a digital fight yet."

The little mouse replied confidently, certain he could control himself and pinpoint the location of any treasure on the pirate ship. "Look over there, my friend—isn’t that a chest? And my gut tells me that chest contains some pretty decent treasure. But now it looks a bit empty—what should we do, my friend?" the little bird asked the little mouse, who had fallen silent. "Damn, who’s that..." Before the pirate king could finish speaking, the little mouse appeared before him. Then, with one hand, the little mouse grabbed the man by the throat while glaring coldly at him.

"Just you wait. The pirates would surely attack Liam first!" Right as the trust fund kids were mocking Liam, the dozen pirates already climbed up to the deck of the yacht from their speedboats. The pirates just looked like they were living by the sea all year round. They were strong, their skin was tanned, and they were speaking in a dialect that the crowd could not understand. The leader was a tall and strong man. He was 190 centimeters tall and was in his 30s. His skin was tan from being exposed to the sun all year round, and he had a ferocious scar across his face.

Verity said and both of us backed away from the pirates that closed in on us on the open deck. A female pirate trudged closer to us on the deck. She had a rugged look with braided hair and wore a tricorn cap. Her eyes glinted as she licked her front teeth, sniffing at me and Verity. She smirked, chewing on a chewing gum. “Read it wrong, darling?” she lifted my chin, leaning in. “This ain’t ship 333. This is ship 33.3. People always miss that dot, lose their shot at life." She sang those words. “Haha. Girls like you do that more often.” She laughed and the men with her broke into malicious laughter.