X Ships Novels & Stories

He buckled the harness over his head. "Take a seat guys, this is going to be fun." Tom sat down in one of the four seats against the back wall. He buckled his harness as did the other three men. "Pod seventy-one ready," Aidan said into the headset. The huge ship in front of them turned to face them. The thing was massive. As one, a bunch of spikes released from the ship and formed a pattern. They approached the human ship. Tom knew these. He had learned to pilot one a lifetime ago. Those were darts, offensive ships used to attack. The darts grew closer and flew in a pack. Lasers beamed out of them in short rays and hit the ship.

The fiber had an amazing tensile strength that could pull even a large ship. Speaking of which, theirs was a cargo vessel called a longship. It had one mast with a square sail, presently furled, and was mainly used for transporting seafood, whale oil and various contraptions to the south and bringing back rubber, rope, and luscious tropical fruits to the north. This time, Aki, Sasha and Temujin wouldn’t be bringing with them any products for trade, only provisions.

He didn’t get to finish before Sir Alex ran forward to shield Xavier, and in the exact second, the ship exploded, throwing them all into a disoriented state. Everything felt hazy, and his ear rang painfully at the sound of the explosion. Xavier couldn’t tell how long everything stayed that way before his head came to the sea's surface. He blinks a few times and turns around to find the ship on fire. The only ones who knew what had happened on shore were now dead, and there was no telling what was coming. He swam to shore, wet and tired, with his mind filled with many questions. This ship was from Foth; he knew that, but what was their aim?

" I need to work on my matchmaking skills. Once we've all finished our drinks, we head up to the central bay. I stop as we enter this place is enormous. I've never been inside a building like this, I gasp. "fuck this place is massive." Max laughs, "Yeah, there are twelve ships in here, each ship has its own space pods inside, the pods hold two people, but you only need one to control it." Brandon walks on ahead, "come on, ladies; let's show you around our ship." "Our ship," I reply, " yeah, you two are now officially part of elite four," he says. "What’s elite four " max laughs as he says, " we're just ship number four." " Oh," I reply.

There were boats scattered in the water all around them - sailboats, catamarans, fishing boats, vessels of all shapes and sizes - but none of them appeared to be particularly close. "If it is, it's not the same boat they had before," Xavier said. He pointed to a ship in the distance. It was little more than a white speck to Ruby. "I've been keeping an eye out for a while. I thought it was just a coincidence at first, but now I'm sure it's following us. It nearly ran over a little fishing boat trying to keep us in sight." Leo turned back to her, his forehead crinkled with worry. "Get below. Now. And don't come up no matter what you hear."

The blue ship was there, its wooden hull riding low in a harbor that looked less like water and more like the deep, unwritten reservoir of the world before the Spire gave it a name. Xander stood over the table, his breath coming in ragged, freezing gasps that turned to mist in the morning air. His fingers, still stained with the ash of the willow timber and the black grease of the Enforcer’s hydraulic fluid, gripped the edge of the wood until the joints went white. "That's Mia’s ship," he whispered, his eyes locked on the microscopic sails that were made of the same jagged, carved light as our wooden stars. "But Elias said they sailed into the margins. He said they were waiting in the gaps."

Some were green, like the banners of Haefest, others were gold, like the banners of Aeris, still others blue like those of Locrand and in the distance Doreon could also see some white and gray sails like Devian's sigil of arms. "Unbelievable, isn't it?" said Pix, leaning his back against the fence and his gaze towards the ocean. The light breeze ruffled his hair. Doreon, with his elbows resting on the fence, watched the men load huge wooden crates onto the docked ships. Pix was next to him, dividing them was the fence, while the lord breathed deeply. "It looks like a fleet too big for simple reconnaissance," Doreon commented as he looked at the ships.

Tristan and Saoirse entered. The conversation stopped. Tristan walked to the head of the table. He wore a new coat—black leather reinforced with Aether-resistant lining, designed by Helena to dampen his emissions. He looked like a general. A very dangerous, very unstable general. "Report," Tristan said. "The fleet is fueled," Thorne said. "We have fifty ships combat-ready. Another twenty support vessels." "The Sovereign’s main cannon is online," Vane added. "Though we only have enough charge for three shots. After that, we’re throwing rocks."

He reached down to take my hand to help me up behind him. “We could go to the shipping yard. We have excellent ships.” Xipher was saying right before we flew into the air with Mom following on Shiba. I am impressed with how well she handled a dregon. After all, she only flew tayrens and dregons are much bigger and faster than a tayren. But she assured us that she could handle one. I smiled over at her as she kept up with Xipher. She rode Shiba like a pro. She looked over at me and smiled back. She was truly enjoying herself and this tour.

Ambassador Aethon's expression was pleasant as he said, "We've identified your ships as from Xanthea. We also have an alliance with King Raphael." I asked with interest, "How did you recognize our ships while they're cloaked?" He explained, "Your ships have a similar energy signature to ours, making them identifiable even when cloaked." He bowed slightly. "Ah, That explains it, I said feeling more at ease. "The ship beside us is Commander Rage of 'Phoenix Wrath', also from Xanthea. We're Earth's protectors and returned from Xanthea in time to prevent further damage. Thank you for your help. Nice to meet you, Ambassador Aethon." I nodded in a gesture of respect.