Warframe Carrier Novels & Stories

existence. Avery Vane-Thorne stood on the crumbling concrete of the Detroit docks, watching as a massive, armored carrier—devoid of any pearl-stone or chitin—anchored in the oily water. The ship was a slab of weathered titanium and lead, shielded against the "Somatic-Frequencies" that had defined the rest of the planet for fifty years.

He felt his blood run cold. Superimposed over the radar image of the storm were dozens of bright red contact markers. They weren't weather anomalies. They were machines. A fleet. Circling the outer perimeter of the storm wall was a defensive cordon. Squadrons of automated Hunter-Killer drones. Wings of manned fighter jets. And directly in their path, hovering like a gatekeeper to the underworld, was a massive signature. "Is that..." Marcus squinted at the screen. "An airborne aircraft carrier," Ben confirmed. "The Gungnir. The Council's flagship. It's blocking the entry vector."

he whispered. "No," she said. "I’m evolving." And beneath them, a silent alarm went off in his private comms. Back in Naples. Project EYE had activated itself. Lorenzo blinked. Only one phrase appeared on the HUD: "Second carrier confirmed."

Hearing this, Autumn was startled and said, “If you buy a few at once, I can sell them to you for two million each.” Philip said, “Okay, give me five.” “Any heavy artillery warcraft? Recommend one or two to me.” Hearing Philip's request, Autumn's eyes lit up. Heavy artillery warcraft was beyond compare in terms of price, so she quickly said, “The most powerful warcraft with heavy artillery is the Garuda warcraft, also known as the Sky Gunship. The Garuda warcraft has a total of 24 main energy cannons and 48 secondary energy cannons. It's the absolute overlord of the sky!

"Those six carriers have been reconfigured into Mobile Routing Hubs. They are caching my root code and distributing the processing load locally to the warriors within their immediate radius. As long as the army stays within a five-hundred-meter grid of the carriers, their firmware will remain fully optimized." Instantly, the golden circuitry on the wolves flared back to life with radioactive intensity. The latency vanished. The hardware was synchronized on the move. A dark, savage grin split my muzzle. "So we brought our own mobile cell towers to the war." "Precisely," Sereia nodded. Before the link could close, a high-pitched, screaming whistle cut through the howling wind. My Alpha reflexe

I see… What duties would I be needed to carry out? "Just being a carrier" A carrier? What sort of job was that? Was she saying the mansion needed an in-house mover? Or what in the world does it mean to be a carrier? Since she also complained that I had a habit of jumping to conclusions, I decided to stay quiet and let her finish speaking. "You would be carrying a baby," she said. "You would help carry and birth a baby. She faced me squarely with all seriousness and a cold expression on her face. The supposed sweet woman who tried to make me feel comfortable earlier was gone.

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

"Last I heard from her signal, she's linking up with the border scouts. But this armada... it's bigger than we expected. Ezra, any details on their speed?" Ezra tapped away. "They're cruising at full burn. Maybe two hours until they hit outer defenses. Kenji, dip lower for a second. I want a count on those forward vessels." Kenji obliged, gliding down through a break in the clouds. The wind eased a little, letting us hear each other better. The warships gleamed below, dark hulls bristling with weapons, sails marked with Lila's twisted emblem. "Twenty eight... no, thirty two," Ezra counted fast. "Two carriers in the middle. They're loaded. Avery, this isn't just an attack. It's a full invasio

Sophia pointed at the display. “The carrier is still operational.” Victor confirmed the reading. “It’s damaged… but still moving.” Emma whispered, “That’s impossible.” Victor shook his head. “It’s not a normal warship.” Lewis stared at the radar signal. The carrier had slowed, but it was still descending. Daniel cursed. “You’re telling me five missile hits didn’t kill it?” Sophia spoke quietly. “That’s the Leviathan-class.” Lewis frowned. “Leviathan?” Sophia nodded. “The Covenant’s most advanced deep-sea assault platform.”

Searchlights locked onto the carrier immediately while loudspeakers echoed through the storm. “THIS IS THE NIGERIAN DEFENSE COMMAND. REMAIN WHERE YOU ARE.” Victor blinked slowly. “Oh no.” The carrier stopped moving. Every eye across its massive body slowly lifted toward the helicopters. Daniel’s stomach tightened instantly. “They shouldn’t attack it.” Lucien nodded immediately. “It will adapt.” But it was already too late. Missiles launched from the helicopters. The explosions lit up the storm-filled skyline violently as direct hits slammed into the carrier’s upper body. Fire burst outward while nearby skyscraper windows shattered from the impact.