Whitebeard Ship Novels & Stories

An actual wooden ship like the ones in Peter Pan and Treasure Island. It has a more modern take to it. The curves and edges are sharper and smoother than they would be in an old ship. It's an ominous shade of black. From the boat itself to the sails. On the deck are a few of the sailors lined up waiting for the truck to approach. There is no fucking way the three of us are going to be able to take all those vampires on. "Pull back," I order.

All that was left of them were the countless corpses littered practically everywhere. It was almost as though the war that raged on it had finally come to a stop moments ago. In a way, it did. “Look! All those Imperial and de Jardin warships are back, too!” someone cried out. Raijin zoomed out slightly and revealed the numerous shipwrecks scattered high above Dendrus. They were still in that swirling storm formation, but unmoving and lifeless. However, floating among the dead were the remnants of whatever navies had been swallowed up by Godeater’s initial attack.

"And we're taking this ship as a gift for King Thorne." The Iron Will limped into the harbor of Scrimshaw at sunset. It was battered. The paint was scorched. But it was flying the flag of the Shattered Isles—a black skull on a torn white sheet (Vane’s coat). The pirate fleet came out to meet them, cannons ready, until they saw Tristan standing on the prow. He looked different. The white glow had faded, but it hadn't disappeared. It had settled into his skin, giving him a permanent, ethereal pallor.

They realized that the bronze tree had not just given them shelter—it had given them a logistics line. Julian and Elias began preparing the large blue ship, hauling the remaining iron chains from the type-set pier and clearing the lead dust from the windlass. The blue vessel, with its wooden stars and patched sails, looked massive and clumsy beside the elegant, white geometric precision of the origami fleet that surrounded it, but it was the only hull we had that could carry human bone.

Sam jumped over the ledge, immediately turned around and held his hand out for me to grab. I would act surprised by his gesture, but to be fair, this behaviour was to be expected of any decent person. My fingers grasped his hand and his cool skin tingled against mine when he tightened his hold on me. With his assistance, I manoeuvred over the ledge, both feet landing on the grand wooden deck. As expected, the ship bore the signature black signature colour, adorned with dark red flags that fluttered in the breeze. Wooden sculptures of demons and bats stood high, all in attacking postures. Wruy followed closely behind me. After a moment of marvelling at the ship's masterful construction, I red

Although Cotteridge ended these words with a smile, Beatrice noticed that the warmth didn’t quite reach his eyes. The Spirit of the Ocean sliced through the calm waters, her passing forming a hem of foam that sloshed and gurgled against her brilliant, white keel. Just as the hull cut through the water, so her prow—a sleek curve rising over thirty feet out of the sea—cut through the air, the brass rails a glittering crown even in the mackerel grey sky overhead.

The two ship were stationary beside one another but as the battle was about the start, Blackbeard, Captain of the pirates already told his crew to get ready to sail, his plan was not to run away but to keep on roaming and circumnavigating the Endeavors ship, while doing so, they will also shoot but not as much as they Endeavor will do. As they Endeavor keep on shooting their guns, to destroy the ship, the pirates ship as a result of not being stationary missed some of the Endeavors' gun targets. This kept on going untill the Endeavors decided to stop firing. Captain Blackbeard has already a silly plan of targeting the most delicate part of their ship that can allow water to gush inside their

As for the size of the ship, the envoy did say that it was a former warship and is currently one of the few transportations capable of getting to the island. Cai Kang hugs everyone but notices that Kurai looking more unhappy than he does with his goodbyes. Nuying had to pat him down before he hugs her to death. When Cai Kang and Kurai got onto a large wooden ship. Their jaws are dropped at the mere sight of the interior. It is way too damn big. It has several floors and the lower floors even have spaces for cannons. This is a warship. In addition to that, the other passengers are the entire Nadeshiko squadron who are their protection unit. It makes up at least over fifty people.

The sound of a ship horn suddenly blasted through the ocean as a huge oceanliner appeared across the horizon, headed for Tyr’s ship at full speed. A massive vessel dwarfing all the ships in its vicinity, it created huge ripples and waves wherever it sailed, rocking the many retreating ships. A flag was flown on its mast, black in color with the word ‘Kami’ embroidered on both sides. At least a hundred people, samurais to be exact, stood on the deck of the ship. Dressed in black armor and wearing black masks, they looked old-fashioned, more like the samurais of ancient Japan. The leader of these warriors, who stood in the very front, had the same outfit on, with the addition of a cape. In his

The marking on the boat was at least a few centuries old. This is a war ship. Those are Tharans. This must be the Battle of the long ships. The commander moved forward looking at each of his men, he couldn't see clearly the sky was fiery red, arrows were flying everywhere. One of the arrows hit the sail. All around him there was fire. Men were still burning or were half burned. The battle didn't end well for the Tharans, the history books were true in that part. The crystal had finished the visions. The room stood still, the crystal was still glowing.