Office Building, Pearl Harbor
June 7, 1942
10:30 PM
Admiral Nimitz and Admiral Philips were locked in a tense strategic discussion, planning their counter-offensive against the Sakura Empire fleet. The latest intelligence confirmed Akagi was out of action following the Battle of Midway and the Mirror Sea.
"We need to attack now! The Kido Butai is weakened. This is the time to strike—we might not have a chance like this!" Admiral Philips exclaimed, his voice ringing with urgency.
Admiral Nimitz countered, his tone measured, "We cannot send any of our shipgirls into Sakura-controlled waters. We sent twice the shipgirls who returned to Pearl, and half are in Bremerton, Washington, undergoing extensive repairs. We lack a fleet large enough to sail in Sakura waters... uncontested."
Admiral Philips, his tone low but serious, suggested, "How about the newly arrived fleet that joined Azur Lane? We just need them to provide air cover without them getting involved in the fight."
Admiral Nimitz looked at Admiral Philips with a stern expression. "We can't. It's a part of the deal, we cannot break it. They joined us because they only wanted to fight the Sirens and not to get involved with the Crimson Axis."
As the room's atmosphere grew tense with the discussion about the Modern Kansens, the office door opened, and Cmdr. Thomas entered, holding a stack of report papers.
Cmdr. Thomas greeted the two admirals with a crisp salute and began reading the report.
"Admiral, we just received a report from D.C. They want to have an extensive talk with the Modern Kansens that joined the Azur Lane Alliance. On June 9th, they will meet with Faction Leaders and Flagships at the White House to discuss the war with the Sirens and the Crimson Axis."
Admiral Nimitz inquired, "So they want the Modern Kansens that recently joined the Azur Lane Alliance to fight the Crimson Axis?"
Cmdr. Thomas confirmed, "Seems like it, Admiral."
Admiral Nimitz slumped back in his chair, held his temple, and grunted, "Fucking politicians."
Admiral Philips asked, "What do you think will happen if they refuse what D.C offers?"
The three Naval Officers exchanged knowing glances, understanding that D.C was not known for accepting "no" for an answer.
Any Politician in any world or time would seize this opportunity to gain an advantage in any conflict. This was precisely why Enterprise-80 refused to join the fight against the Crimson Axis, even though they were a carbon copy of the Axis from her Earth. She had more pressing issues than getting entangled in this world's politics.
Harbor Dock
Enterprise-80 was meticulously explaining to Enterprise-6 about her predecessor's combat history and the numerous accidents throughout its service life.
Enterprise-6 asked, "So, you're telling me that every time your nation builds another USS Enterprise, the steel from the previous USS Enterprise is being recycled and used over again? And this will continue onward throughout the next century?"
Enterprise-80 nodded and elaborated, "They also considered me to have my own separate Class of Carriers in my planning phase. But, Military Budget dictates and now.... I'm in the Ford Class."
Enterprise-6 closed her eyes and sighed, "I guess you really are special."
Enterprise-80 then noticed her eagle, Spock, screeching while flying above them in circles. "Great, I'm about to do my homework," she said with a hint of disappointment.
"Homework?" Enterprise-6 asked.
Spock then landed on her right hand, carefully not to embed his talons in her sleeves. "Yes, my Homework also known as Paperwork," she clarified.
"Well... Paperwork's are not my forte, But Sister Yorktown is the one who always took care of my Paperwork and Hornet's Paperwork," Enterprise-6 admitted.
"You'll never find a Commander in that behavior," Enterprise-80 said in a teasing tone.
Enterprise-6 shrugged it off. "I'm not that interested in men."
Enterprise-80's brows furrowed. "What do you prefer... Women?"
Enterprise-6 recoiled in surprise at her question, not expecting it to pop up. "Women? I'm not that interested neither."
1
As the two conversed about their love lives, Cruiser Belfast was discreetly approaching them, trying to keep her presence unnoticed. However, Enterprise-80's modern sensors and detection capabilities immediately identified her presence.
"Do you need something.... Belfast?" Enterprise-80 suddenly asked, turning around without Enterprise-6 noticing.
"My... How did you know that I'm here?" Cruiser Belfast asked in surprise, not expecting her presence to be detected.
Enterprise-80 raised a finger. "One my detection can detect anything that is even a size of marble." She then glanced at her chest. "Two, you have 'Massive' radar returns than any Cruisers."
"Oh... I see.... You detected me with your advance radars?"
"Yes. Would you please excuse me? I have a Homework to finished with," she said, before leaving the two.
Enterprise-80 went inside her Ship's Command Office to read some of the papers from D.C She then read reports from D.C, all invitation papers from the White House by the Big man himself "Mr. President" of Eagle Union.
"You should take a rest, Miss Enterprise. You've been injured from earlier Fleet Exercise," Cruiser Belfast said.
"Nah. I'm alright. It's just a scratch---" Before she could finish the word she's about to say, her back ached. "Ouch. my back... My back!"
insert Tobey Maguire: Mah back... mah back
"See... told you, you need some rest." Cruiser Belfast then escorted her back to the Eagle Union Dorm to get some rest.
Honolulu, Hawaiian Shores
"Are you sure with the Spy's intel about the new Ships that Azur Lane recently commissioned?" a woman with brown hair wearing a 'Ninja' outfit that was too revealing, asked. She waited for the other ninjas who wore more traditional ninja attire.
"The Spy reported to us that the new Ships use a tech similar to Iron Blood. But, their sizes are so massive and their design is so different..." The woman with black hair and a ponytail with dog ears, wearing the same 'Ninja' outfit, spoke as she readied her katana.
"Ara~Ara, it seems Iron Blood, got their secrets leaked out," the woman with black hair with dog ears wearing the same 'Ninja' outfit spoke.
"Is that Big Carrier more capable than, Lady Shinano? if not, she's just a waste of resources," the woman with white hair spoke, fiddling with her flute.
"Those Carriers are unique. I can't wait to fight them in a duel," the woman with three horns, two big horns on each side, one small horn in the middle, said, carrying her big katana.
"Let's hope those unique design is not a let-down." The woman with purplish white hair and bluish butterfly on it left eye spoke.
A girl with demon horns/antenna (whatever you called it) wearing the same Ninja Outfit was looking at her Sword, her face filled with sadness. "Do I have to fight them?" she mumbled.
A girl with white hair and cat ears saw her and offered comfort. "Don't be afraid, Yukikaze the Great is with you," she smirked, one of her feline fangs emerging.
The other two girls wearing the same Ninja Outfit nodded at her. She smiled a bit.
"Okay do you remember your code-names?" the woman with black hair and ponytail with dog ears spoke.
The other ninjas looked at each other and nodded, remembering their code names.
The woman with black hair and ponytail with dog ears was Inu-1.
The woman with black hair with dog ears was Inu-2.
The woman with white hair was Tsuru-1.
The woman with brown hair was Tsuru-2.
The woman with purplish white hair and bluish butterfly on it left eye was Tsuru-3
The woman with three horns, two big horns on each side, one small horn in the middle was Oni-1.
The Girl with demon horns was Oni-2.
The Girl with white hair and cat ears was Neko-1.
The other 2 were Neko-2 and Neko-3.
They all separated to their own designated targets and the other 50 Ninjas followed them, carrying explosives specially made for breaking Ship Keels.
Tree near the Shipgirl Dorm
Arizona leaned back against the tree, his gaze fixed on the third apartment where the Pennsylvania Sisters resided. Just a few minutes ago, he discussed with them the tragic fate of Battleship Arizona and the subsequent entry of America in WW2. In the modern days, Battleship Arizona's tomb is remembered and respected, at her eternal slumber a Guardian that took the mantle and ended the war itself on its deck moored in front as a watchful guardian.
Battleship Arizona a martyr that became the symbol of Americas entry at the war, Battleship Missouri a legend of its time, a symbol of power, and ended the bloodiest war on its deck.
"I shouldn't have told that much," he said, feeling guilty about how BB Arizona cried after hearing the death toll of her Ship Counterpart.
He felt pain after that, her crying voice still lingering inside his head. "I better return back to my duty, the shift is almost over," he said as he looked at his inverted watch.
One last puff of smoke before returning, at his return he encountered something or someone in the bush. (he's gonna trim it)
On the Modern Warship 1:00 AM
Unmanned Ground Vehicles (UGV's) with .50cal and MK-19 mounted at the Turret, and Manjuus with M4A1s were patrolling around the Modern Warship perimeter for security. Many of them used Night Vision Goggles to see at the dark corners of the Harbor that the naked eyes couldn't reach.
UGV's with its mounted infrared cameras looked at the dark corners of the Harbor where night vision didn't work.
Essex-12 was sleeping in her Ship quarters. She was sleeping in a mess. She looked like she didn't give a Fuck, as her position ain't that concerning as she rolled over the soft mattress. Her morning days would be that a painful one.
JS Maya was lying down in her Ship quarters staring at the ceiling while wearing her White Night Gown. She couldn't sleep well, because she was thinking of too much of her peculiar situation.
'If we're in the same world with different timeline, would the US counter-part would create an atom bomb?' she thought as her mind was slowly drifting into dizziness.
She then glanced to her right. She saw a drawer where her CO's put all the picture of her crew. She smiled as she remembered her fun memories with her crew back on Earth.
Lafayette was at his quarters doing hardcore training, AKA kiddy push-ups, while he was being assisted by Manjuus with motivating posters and cheers. He was determined to not let that happen again him being useless in the battle so tonight his building up muscles not to flex's on the Shipgirls, but to get stronger.
"1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7...8...ugh." He collapsed on the metal floor as he almost got into the 9th push-ups. "Damn it. I have to repeat again."
Lucas was at his Ship's quarters blasting Sabaton Song: Devil Dogs while he cleaned his M27 IAR and wearing only Y-Shirt and boxer shorts.
"Kill fight die That's what soldier should do, Top of their game, earning their name, They are the devil Dogs."
After he cleaned his Rifle, he stored it in the Armory alongside with other equipment. He then headed back to his quarters to take a shower.
Denver-856 was at her Submarine Control Room listening to sonar arrays for any water disturbance or any acoustic signatures, she was so bored listening into nothingness.
"God... this is too... God damn boring..." She groaned at total boredom.
She's been tapping the Sonar Panels with her fingers to entertain herself from the boredom. Manjuus and Meowfficers at their station asleep or died trying to listen to nothingness and only a sound of fish swimming inside the Harbor.
William was at his Ship's Command Room trying to figure out of how the heck he will 'acquire' a strong Satellite Dish Antenna in US Military Sealift Command without even a single knowledge of how to 'acquire' one.
He scratched his head multiple time as he browsed for the right parts needed for the Satellite Dish Antenna. He's been browsing since afternoon as the clock to the wall points at the middle of the night.
"I'm not looking for StarLink-for fuck sake I'm looking for a Military Quality Satellite Dish!" He yelled in frustration while he shook the computer monitor screen.
Frigate Belfast was at the Academy Library returning the books that Enterprise-80 used for her research about the History of the Sirens and this world in particular.
"That's the last book." She said, as she returned the last book to its shelve where she took it.
Amazon was sleeping at the Library Counter Table, as she waited for Frigate Belfast to finish storing all the books that they borrowed. She was asleep in this time of hour in the Library as she didn't expect her to take this long to store all the books on the book shelves.
Bunker Hill was at her Office inside her Ship organizing Enterprise-80's appointment and meeting at Washington D.C she's been looking through documents after documents for an hour and have to finalize the last page of her report.
"God! I hate politics!" she yelled, as read the next document. She's been making schedule for Enterprise-80 for an hour now.
Enterprise-80 was at her Quarter Office inside the Carrier, she's reading report about Washington D.C invitation. She is currently being monitored by Spock as he sat next to her table overlooking the paper works.
"What? I'm not running away from my duties. Okay..." She said as she's been keep under surveillance by him for an hour now.
Spock just screech in response.
"I know, I know. One more paper I'm done with this hell hole." She said after returning to the paper works at her table.
She reads through the proposals of Washington D.C about getting more involve about the two faction conflict, she held her temple as the persuasion of D.C and inevitability of them really getting involve settles into her mind.
'It's only a matter of time, before we might get involved in this conflict... between Azur Lane and Crimson Axis.' She thought to herself.
Laffey-200 was at her Ship's CIC looking at the Aegis Monitor Screen, while the Manjuus are looking at various CCTV Screen and UGV Feds that patrols the parameter of the Modern Warships. She was tasked by Enterprise-80 to watch for any possible unwanted visitors onboard their Ships.
Enterprise-80 was so convenient at the Port safety and protection, that she orders the Aegis equipped Ships to reduce their detection range to not interfere with the Ground Base Radars that uses to detect any Siren Portal. And this decision will put them in a war they don't want to be part in.
As one of the CCTV Cameras onboard the Ship turns it detected some infrared movement in one of the bushes near the Harbor. Night Vision Cameras shows something moving quickly that a normal human body couldn't do, and to add-up with the suspicions. One of the bushes is filled with clusters of infrared signature.
Without any hesitation Laffey-200 alerted everyone through the comms. "Enemy combatant is slowly creeping to our ships. Over."
LHA-12 USS Essex, Flight Deck
"So.... This is the Carrier?" Oni-1 said as she looked around at the various Aircraft parked in the starboard side Deck of the Amphibious Assault Ship.
V-22 Osprey, AH-64 Apache and MH-60 Seahawk are chained-up and parked at the starboard side of the Flight Deck. F-35Bs are stored inside the Hangar Deck to protect the stealth coating in the harsh weather and environment of the Pacific.
"Too bad I'm about to steal one of your Planes." Oni-1 said, as she smiles evilly while choosing which Aircraft is she planning to acquire without the knowledge of Uncle Sam.
"Too bad it won't work." A voice from behind said, startling her.
She quickly turned around and saw a Woman with bunny ear and it's glowing red eyes is slowly coming out the cover of the dark. She then slowly emerges from the shadows of the clouds, as the moonlight slowly lit-up the night.
"Well, Well, well. If it isn't a Bunny coming-out at night." Oni-1 mocks her opponent, as she saw a Bunny-Girl coming out for a fight.
Without breaking her glance Laffey-200 removes the safety at the selector switch of her two Desert Eagle, as It creates a small clicking sound.
"Let see about that...." She said in tone of picking a fight.
"Come at me, Bunny." Oni-1 then gestures with her hands to come over.
The Sakurans are planning Strategically Transfer an American Equipment to Alternative Location, But. Uncle Sam and his Billion Dollar Boats ain't gonna let that happen. Nah....
Safety switch are turn-off, the trigger was hot. Get your selves a bible. Because Shit is about to hit the fan this night.
CVN-80 USS Enterprise
"Are you sure about this Nee-san? Tsuru-2 asks her sister, as they both climb-up at the massive elevator of the Supercarrier at the starboard side.
"Hai. Our mission is to steal one of the planes, while the Imperial soldiers plant the explosives." Tsuru-1 said, as she and her sister both look at the massive Hangar Doors.
"How are we gonna do that Nee-san, do we know how to fly one?" Tsuru-2 asks.
Tsuru-1 responded, as she's somewhat irritated to her nonstop questioning. "They uses the same Iron Blood tech, and it's a plane. We're Carriers, we can do this."
They didn't know how advanced these planes were when compared to Iron Blood's first-generation jet, the Mechersmitt 262.
"As long as you're with me, Nee-san, I have nothing to fear."
"Alright, let's do--" Tsuru-2 was cut off by someone.
"Who goes there? Identify yourselves! Raise your hands! Now!"
A woman in an Officer Uniform with a Kevlar Vest and M4A1 Rifle shouted and pointed her rifle at them. She came out of one of the Hatch Doors, and with the help of the moonlight, her face was revealed as the moon emerged from the clouds.
"You two are trespassing on United States Government property! Drop your weapons and raise your hands, now!"
Tsuru-2 somewhat recognized her. "Grey Ghosto?" she then readied her Katana.
DDG-125 USS Jack H. Lucas
After hearing the warning given by Laffey-200, Lucas quickly put on his pants as he ran through the hallway, grabbed his gear, and rushed into battle. He had been about to take a shower when he heard the alert.
(Marines: Forgot everything but not your Gear and Rifle.)
He jumped off the Starboard side of his Ship and activated his Rigging, speeding towards the fight. As he headed there, he encountered 5 Shipgirls and 50 Ninjas at the Harbor right next to the Supercarrier and Submarines.
"Stop right there! You're trespassing on the property of the United States Military! Drop your weapons and raise your hands, now!" He shouted, pointing his M27 IAR at the Shipgirls wearing Ninja Outfits.
The Shipgirls with cat and dog ears wearing Ninja Outfits pointed their Search Lights at him. The search light illuminated him.
"Enemy!"
The Nekos pointed their Search Lights at him, making him squint. The flashing light hindered his vision.
"The fuck with the search lights!" He exclaimed as his eyes stung.
Lucas' Aegis Radar warned him of an upcoming threat speeding in his way. Two Women with Dog Ears wearing the same Ninja Outfits dashed towards him and almost sliced him with their Katanas. He jumped back and pointed his M27 IAR at the two Ninjas and opened fire.
The two Ninjas sliced the bullets as if they were nothing. Lucas then reloaded, his life depending on it.
The two Ninjas landed on the same pier as him, and both kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying backwards. After that, they got into their fighting stance and readied their Katanas for the next attack.
"What's with the outfit?!" The confused Lucas asked.
"Shut it!" He was silenced by a Ninja with striking brows visible through the opening of her mask.
Inu-1 sprinted towards him for a sword slash. Lucas' Aegis Combat System calculated her movement and predicted her attack.
He fired his M27 IAR at her, she then blocked and sliced all the bullets with her Katana. Lucas saw this and spoke. "Not bad... you managed to block them."
"I've been slicing bullets every morning," Inu-1 said as she looked at him. "Too bad, you're too careless and not paying attention."
"I know." Lucas replied as his left mounted RIM-116 swiveled and pointed to the rear.
"Nani?" Inu-1 said in surprise.
Inu-2 used the chance and almost got him from behind, but she was too late as she was already detected by Lucas' Aegis Combat System.
RIM-116 fired a Missile at her. Inu-2 tried to cut the missile, but the missile changed course and hit her right rigging, destroying one of the main Gun-Turrets.
Inu-2 screamed in pain as she was hit. "AHHHHH! That hurts!" and fell flat on the concrete Harbor.
This caused Inu-1 to lose focus a bit and almost got herself hit by the buttstock of Lucas' M27 IAR. She jumped back a bit as she regained balance and prepared another stance.
"That was close." She mumbled to herself.
Lucas mocked her sudden reaction. "Let's see who's careless and not paying attention now...?" He stood there in front of her pointing down his M27 IAR at her.
Inu-1 cursed under her breath. "Damn you, you Pervert!" she then glanced at Inu-2.
Inu-2 was kneeling on the ground as she recovered from her injury, she used her katana as a support. She then spoke in a weak voice. "I'm alright, it's just a minor damage. That's all."
'Sorry, Atago, you have to get hurt because of my mistake.'
T-AKE 12 USNS William McLean
William grabbed his M9, and ran towards the Cargo Bay where all of his 'Science Projects' were stored. He navigated through the deck with professionalism while holding his M9 tightly. He then saw one of the Ninjas and shot him dead.
He then yelled like an old man on his front lawn. "Get off my Ship!"
William then started shooting at one of the Ninjas who was hiding behind cargo. One Ninja threw a kunai at him. William saw it heading his direction and dodged.
"Kunai? What the fuck is going on in this world?" he muttered.
One of the Manjuus with an M4 in the ship's bridge shot the Ninja who threw a kunai at him. He gave a thumbs-up, which the Manjuu returned.
One of the Ninjas did their ninja stuff, jumping around and doing back-flips, thinking he was the protagonist. One UGV on the ground detected this dude and started to smoke him with its .50cal.
That Ninja was now a piece of shredded meat; he was not the main character of this story. But we will all remember him, as Baloney mist cloud no.1.
"Looks like Inu-1 and Inu-2 are in trouble," Ninja-1 spoke as he readied the explosive. Before he could attach the explosive on the port side of the Supercarrier, his head was blown off.
The other Ninjas saw this and started looking around for the shooter as the other Ninja's heads exploded into red mist.
CGN-76 USS Bunker Hill
Bunker Hill, with her Mk12 Special Purpose Rifle at the railing, was careful not to hit the Submarines' Anechoic Tiles. Manjuus joined the fire fight with their M4 rifles, as the whole Stealthy Operation turned into a One Night Fire Fight.
"Enemies are hiding in the building and dark corners. Everyone open fire on any Ninjas you see," She ordered the Manjuus beside her.
Bunker Hill and Manjuus armed with M4s started shooting the Ninjas they saw.
SSN-856 USS Denver
Denver-856 came out of the Submarine access door wearing a vest and her fully loaded Benelli M4, she started shooting the Ninjas with her shotgun.
Basically, she came out of the Submarine and started beating these dudes in Ninja Costumes with an Italian Semi-Warcrime Stick.
"You fucked with the wrong ship! You Fucking Ninjas!" She cocked her Benelli M4 and shot one of the Ninjas in the head, blowing it off clean.
One Ninja saw his friend lose his head like magic, he watched and could not move in time as his body froze in fear. He turned to his side and noticed the end of the gun barrel aiming at him, with a quick flash his vision ended.
Denver used the Submarine ping to disorient the Ninjas underwater, as they tried to put explosives under the keel of each Modern Warship.
The Ninjas underwater started popping their heads to the surface, their eardrums were all nonexistent after the Submarine's ping.
Denver-856, Bunker Hill and Manjuus, and some few UGVs started shooting at them like fish in a barrel. Their heads popped like Watermelons floating in the water.
The Ninjas in the water screamed in horror, as they saw one of their colleague's heads blow, one-by-one. The whole Harbor was filled with screaming men in the water, as they all panicked and screamed for dear life.
Tree near the Shipgirl Dorm
If the bush didn't adhere to any American logic, they might as well trim it. Trim it, Arizona did, with his M4A1 Carbine with optics and attachments.
In the bushes, screams sounded, not an animal but a man. Multiple men in Ninja Outfits, one of them wore a Ninja Outfit that differed from the rest. In her hand was a long, curved Katana.
Arizona, with a cigar in his mouth, raised his Rifle, finger on the trigger, sights on the single opponent with assets. "Sorry but, Ninjas on June - here in Hawaii ain't on my bingo card. Drop your weapon and raise your hands, miss!"
He only received a muffled growl and a glare, as the katana she held swung right at him. He pulled the trigger, and the two engaged in a dance of the battlefield.
Arizona's Navy SEAL skills were put to the test, as his opponent was quick as a flash with a Katana. Luckily for him, both of their hits missed – except for him, he targeted the other Ninjas in the vicinity with pure marksmanship.
"You're a good one," Tsuru-3 said, after the two broke a lock.
Arizona, Rifle raised, responded, "I appreciate it, but do tell me your purpose."
"That's none of your business."
"Really?... None of my business, imperialist scum!" His voice was laced with hate and anger.
(Rules of Warfare 1-1: Don't piss off the already pissed-off person.)
LHA Flight Deck
Laffey-200 was dueling Oni-1; the fight between Sword and Guns commenced. Sword slashes and gunfire echoed as the two exchanged attacks.
Laffey-200 started shooting with her Two Desert Eagles at her. Oni-1 sliced the bullets that were thrown at her like it was nothing.
"Is that all you got! You Eagle Union ship!" Oni-1 yelled in a mocking tone.
Laffey-200 clicked her tongue and stepped back a bit, as she looked for any chance of opportunity. Oni-1 jumped off into the open to prepare her next attack, with nothing behind her that could cause any consequences.
Laffey-200 smiled devilishly, because this was what she was waiting for. She couldn't fight properly because of the various aircraft parked on the LHA's flight deck.
PSRL-1 (Precision Shoulder-fired Rocket Launcher) materialized in Laffey-200's hands. She removed various safety pins and shoulder fired it.
"Eat this."
Oni-1, with full confidence, sliced the incoming projectile with her Katana as she smirked, thinking it was one of the regular bazookas the Eagle Union used.
The whole thing played out in slow motion, as the tip of the shape charge slowly hit the blade of the katana. Laffey-200 and Oni-1 both had grins on their faces.
Unbeknownst to her, shaped-charges are made to penetrate armor. But, Laffey-200 used the shaped-charge to cut the sword with molten metal that moves at supersonic speed.
As the blade of the Katana hit the tip of the shaped-charge, it exploded and ejected supersonic molten metal at the Katana. The Katana was cut in half like a hot-knife through butter, and it grazed Oni-1's left shoulder, and she screamed in pain.
"M-MY KATANAAAAAAAA!"
Oni-1 cried like a baby, not because of the injury to her left shoulder, but because her precious Katana was cut in half. She was kneeling by her two-piece Katana, grieving.
"No! Noooo.... My Katana!"
Laffey-200 looked down at her, making a disappointed face. "Pathetic!"
*insert Principal Skinner: Pathetic!*
She was too disappointed at the result of their battle. The battle lasted under a minute.
FFG-65 USS Lafayette
Lafayette ran outside his Ship in his Pajamas and summoned his saber-sword, activated his Rigging, and shouted. "LET'S GO!"
He then sped towards the fight with his saber-sword, he was then faced by 3 Shipgirls with Cat and Dog ears around his age. He pointed his saber-sword at the 3 Shipgirls and addressed them.
"You are under arrest for trespassing on United States Government Property! Rai--"
"So you want a beating, little boy," Neko-1 remarked, as she cracked her knuckles. "Prepare to face Yukikaze the Great!" she yelled.
'Why is she saying her name in that cosplay outfit?' he thought.
Lafayette detected imminent danger and dodged, as Oni-2 almost got him in the neck while he was distracted by Neko-1 and had almost forgotten her.
"You almost got me, Miss." He said, as he readied his fighting stance. 'Damn, she almost got me in the neck.'
A Girl with Demon Horns/Antenna wearing the same Ninja outfit as the other Nekos stared down at him. Her reddish-orange eyes were locked onto him.
"You dodged that..." she said.
'Shit! Another weirdo just like "Laffey".' He thought.
Lafayette looked to his right and saw Lucas in his Rigging Form engaging two Ninjas by himself and his trusted wit at the pier.
"Thanks for the save, Ayanami," Neko-2 said.
"Use the codename," Oni-2 said without breaking her gaze at Lafayette.
"Tehehe... Gomen'ni, Oni-2," Neko-2 said, as she rubbed her head and laughed a bit.
"Ayanami, leave him to me. I will teach this kid a lesson," Neko-1 stated, as she then cracked her knuckles, for no reason.
Lafayette was bearing the face, like he was done with their shenanigans. 'Revealing one of your friends' identities, really?'
"It's Oni-2," she said in irritation, as the two kept revealing her identity.
"Whatever... okay kid, prepare for---" Before Neko-1 could finish a word, she was struck by a Lightweight Torpedo, knocking her down.
"Umm... is it okay to shoot.... Right...?" he asked them after he fired a Guided Torpedo at the annoying Neko.
Neko-2 and Neko-3 both yelled. "Cheater!"
Oni-2 pointed her sword at him and spoke. "Taste the power of the Demon." She took her battle stance, as she prepared her next attack.
Lafayette replied. "Eat Naval Strike Missile!" He prepared his Box Launcher and fired one of his Naval Strike Missiles at Oni-2 at very short range.
"I don't think so..." Oni-2 blocked it with her sword, the Naval Strike Missile hit the sword and exploded. Hollywood style explosion.
The explosion was stronger than expected, because of the close proximity. The explosion caused her to fly a hundred meters away and hitting her head at the Harbor Dock, leaving her unconscious.
"Oh Shit." He muttered.
"AYANAMIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!"