Atlantic Ocean near the Eastern coast of Royal Isle
October 30, 1942
Friday
8:00 AM
At the wavy seas of the Northern Atlantic Ocean, dark clouds (British Weather must be) loomed over two peculiar oddly shape warships floats at the surface, waves of meters high splashes at the hulls of the two warships.
At the bridge of the Type-23 Frigate, a lone figure of woman in her early 30s is slowly waking-up from the pitching and yawing of the ship itself.
She groans as she slowly got up at the swaying solid deck of the ship, words can't properly come out from her mouth cause of the pure shock of finding herself in a human body with a clothing of 18th Century Dress along with assorted Armor Plates around her chest.
"A – A human body????? H – how????"
Then a sudden lightning caught her attention out of the bridge of the Ship, there she saw an angular silhouette of a Type-45 Destroyer swaying right beside the ship she's with in.
"What in His Majesty is going on???" She asked the obvious question.
At the bridge of the Type-45 Destroyer, a woman in her 20s rolls over at the swaying deck of the bridge. As the ship sways on it right she rolls over to the side and gives us a perfect representation of jiggle physics with her assets.
As she rolled, she accidentally hits her head at one of the base of the Bridge console panels, at the impact at her forehead it awakens her from the pain.
She quickly grabs her forehead in instinct and rolls around the floor like a cartoon character, throwing kicks in the air – venting her tantrum. She quickly and immediately recovers from that touch of pain, and starts kicking that console panel like it was a culprit.
"Damn you, you boxy piece.... of.... crap...." She paused as she just notices. "Huh???????"
"EHHHHHH"
She squealed like a weasel at the sudden realization that she has a human body that can talk and walk, she also noticed that she had a dragon wings, complete with tail and horns.
"The fuck is going on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" *Fires comes out from her mouth*
~Several Kilometers away~
A small contingent of Shipgirls from the Home Fleet is sent to investigate the unknown readings that their radars and radio antennas has been detected for a past few hours at the Mainland.
The Small contingent of Shipgirls consist of 2 Destroyers, 2 Cruisers and 1 Battleship. Jervis, Janus, Shropshire, Sussex and Revenge, are the names of the Shipgirls that was sent to conduct the investigation.
"Up ahead, I saw two silhouette of ships." Jervis radioed back from her forward scouting.
"Seems like the ships are not moving, and it's all stationary, I see no movement only the pitching and yawing of both ships." She detailed her recon.
"I received you Jervis," Revenge radioed back. "Keep your distance away, we still need to identify them both as friendly or foe."
"Roger that."
Jervis maintained her distance faraway enough for the hypothetical firing range of its guns range that is based on her knowledge of Naval Guns.
She knew the guns were too small to what she carries, but the notion of the two ship is watching her from a far still lingers in her mind. Being based at the Home Fleet she didn't have the chance to meet the Modern Kansens, she only knew about them as hearsay and gossips about the god-like accuracy about their guns that is way beyond their knowledge of Naval Gunnery.
She had a gut feeling that one of their guns is pointing at her right now like it was waiting for her to make a move.
F-234 HMS Iron Duke
At the CIC Room of the Type-23 Frigate, Duke watches the screen motor where Jervis stood waiting for further orders.
"Huh? That's weird.... A J-Class Destroyer of WW2? How the hell that thing still floating, the entire Class were all been scrapped in the 50s.... then how the His Majesty's name that thing still existing?" She mused at the encounter.
"Hahaha, compare to you.... That thing is a fossil." Dragon said.
Duke grunts at her commentary, she would never have thought that the next Generation of Destroyers were this brash with it comes to their attitude.
"Mind your language out there, young lady, we don't want to make enemies with the people in this world, especially the Crew of that particular ship." She said in a scolding undertone.
D-35 HMS Dragon
At the CIC of the Type-45 Destroyer, Dragon is holding the joy-stick that controls the 4.5-inch MK-8 Naval Gun mounted at the bow deck of the Destroyer.
The Control Panel screen shows the Main-Gun is pointed at the lone WW2 Destroyer at the distance. Her trigger fingers are twirling around the button as being told by her intrusive thoughts to pull the trigger.
"Don't fire a shot that could be misinterpreted as a hostile act, just keep an eye with other ships in the area." Duke radioed.
Dragon wave off her hands nonchalantly as to not care about the warning that is given to her about first encounter of unknown humanlike beings.
"Yeah-yeah-yeah – shot them with warning shot if one got near close to us – yadah – yadah, yadah."
"Are you even listening! This is a first contact with unknown being for Christ sake," Duke is not fonned at Dragon's carefree behavior. "Just keep an eye on them." She said calmly.
"Yeah-yeah ----- oh, seems like the others grouped-up with the lone Destroyer." Dragon said after the 360-degree sweep of its rotating radar.
At the radar screen of the two Modern Warship, 4 blinking dots regrouped at the one dot that represents the WW2 Destroyer that they were tracking. The radar return shows them the full 3D image of the vessels, the ships comprised of WW2 Destroyers, Cruisers and Battleship.
"Great, more fossils shows up." Dragon said, not ammused.
"It seems we travel back in time around WW2, but why?" Duke muttered to herself.
"What in the Dr. Who episode is this.... Are those.... Biplanes?" Dragon unenthusiastically said as her SAMPSON Radar detects a scouting planes launched from the Battleship.
"That biplane is more ancient than this ships...."
Duke then radioed Dragon. "Hold your fire that's a scout plane, don not open fire. The ships seems trying to conduct an open communication with us.
"Roger that." Dragon said as her CIWS Phalanx raised-up toward the loitering biplanes, Sea-scepter Anti-Air Missile is at standby at its VLS Cells.
Battleship Revenge and its four Escort Ships at its standby as Sussex tries to conduct an open communication with the two vessels.
Sussex turn some knobs at the radio and adjust some frequencies in order to conduct an open communication, thankfully she didn't have repeat the process as the vessels itself the one who conducted the open communication with ease.
"We got connection." She informs everyone at the successful connection.
After inform the fleet she then began. "This is His Majesty's Ship Sussex of the Home Fleet you are currently entering the Territorial waters of the Royal Navy."
As she tries to conduct an open communication HMS Dragon's voice boomed over the comms of the ships.
"What in His Majesty's name you were saying you crumpet! I, His Majesty's Ship Dragon of the Daring Class Destroyer didn't recognize your identification as part of the Royal Navy logs."
She boldly claims in the astonishment and dumfounded Royal Navy Girls. Duke lost her fate in humanity after Dragon disses the Royal Navy Girls.
~Several Crumpets later~
( IMAGE )
At the aft deck of Type-23 Frigate HMS Iron Duke, Duke stood there overlooking the horizon as Girls with Ship-type Riggings attached to their back slowly sail towards them.
She quite finds it strange as to why they were all like small girls with military power armor if looked in the distance, but the one that caught her attention is the ships weaponry ranging from Battleship's Main-Guns and quad mount Torpedo Tubes protruding out at the smaller girls.
Manjuus onboard lowered a gangplank for the Girls to stepped in. the Manjuus both onboard Iron Duke and Dragon experienced the same fate as the Manjuus onboard the American Ships. Dragon almost burnt to crisp one of them by her fire breath.
Revenge is the first one to stepped-in at the gangway and followed by her Escorts. At the Aft-Helideck, Duke stood waiting for the said 'Shipgirls of the Royal Navy' to embarked at her deck.
"Greeting," Duke said in a warm welcome at the embarking Royal Navy Shipgirls. "I humbly welcome you to His Majesty's Ship HMS Iron Duke, the name is Iron Duke at your service."
"Its nice meeting you Miss Iron Duke, the name is His Majesty's Ship Revenge." Revenge and introduced herself while offering a handshake. Iron Duke took the friendly handshake.
Revenge then introduced her escort ships. "These are my Escort Ships, Jervis, Janus, Shropshire, Sussex."
Iron Duke turned her attention at the two Destroyers, she eyed with some scrutiny's she never have thought that these two kids were Destroyers.
"A kid???"
Revenge noticed her reaction, asked. "Is there something wrong?"
Duke broke her gaze at the two. "No." She shook her head. "I'm just curious to why you brought Children in this matter."
"Oh, my bad, it's just how the system works for us Shipgirls. Destroyers took the form of a children based on their weight and size. Battleship, Cruisers and Carriers took the form of the adults." Revenge explained.
"Oh, I see." Duke a bit skeptical because she too is a Frigate based on the Royal Navy Ship designation.
Dragon who's at the back, laughs her ass off.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA, your telling this dweeb is a Destroyer and not some Patrol Boats or Coastal Boats?"
She said as she grabs Janus both of her feet and lifts her upside down.
"Please no!!!!!!!!!!!! please help me!!!!!!!!" She cried for her as she was grabbed upside down by Dragon.
Dragon is having a bit of fun while lifting Janus both of her feet..
"God Grace, let her go, Dragon this instance!" Duke is not having any of her conduct at the poor Janus.
Dragon let-go the pleading and crying Janus, head first at the deck. Janus knocked out cold at the Helideck as she hits the deck head first. Multiple starts circle around Janus head as her eyes spun around.
"Oh come on, I'm not that being mean to her." Dragon said after what she had done.
"Goodness of His Majesty could you be more sensible to our guest." Duke said angrily.
Meanwhile the Royal Navy Shipgirls is having a flashback about the familiar strictness and undertone of an angry aunty lecturing a bunch of naughty kids.
"This is quite... familiar." Revenge uttered as she reminds her of Hood with all the lecturing.
"..... Yeah...."
Duke berated Dragon from her un-lady-like antics and her rude manners about their guests onboard, Dragon felt no remorse to what she just did to Janus.
After a minutes of berating, Duke cools down and ask for forgiveness about her friend's un-lady-like antics and rude behavior in front of them.
After the forgiveness is given, Dragon introduced herself next. "My name is HMS Dragon of His Majesty's Navy, 4TH of the Daring Class of the Type-45 Class of Destroyers."
She said introduced herself flamboyantly with a spirit of confidence radiate around her.
The Royal Navy Shipgirls didn't even asked of how she's a Destroyer at her size, they already have the head start with the American Aegis Destroyers and Japanese Destroyer exceeding the Cruiser tonnage classification.
Then they all noticed the flapping red scaly tail and wings behind her. Curious they asked about the authenticity.
"He, he, he, he.... What your eyes is witnessing are my majestic Dragon Wings and tail." Dragon said with sparkles on her eyes.
Shropshire with all of her curiosity tries to touch the tail but instantly got a wrist slap from Dragon. Dragon quickly pulled her tail back out of everyone's reached.
"No! no, you're not allowed to touch my tail." She said in a protective undertone. Her tail is so sensitive that she's not having let anyone touching it.
Duke grabs her tail as to shut her loud mouth, shivers rans down through Dragon's spine like electricity flowing through her veins. She falls at the deck drained with energy as her body quivers like being electrocuted.
(Natsu looks shit with the motionsickness, Dragon in the other hand looks shit and drained with energy as her tail is been touched. This is my way of nerfing her.)
Eyes widen and Jaws dropped from the Royal Navy Shipgirls side as they all saw her being a snub.
~On the way to the Royal Isle~
HMS Iron Duke F-234 and HMS D-35 HMS Dragon sailed along at the escorting Royal Navy Ships, the two Modern Warships sticks-out among the WW2 Designed Ships because the deck is cleared with various caliber gun and only had a single forward gun-mount.
Duke stood at the forward deck of her ship as it sliced through the Atlantic Waves with its front bow. Duke's hands were rested at the hilt of her sword as she watches the vastness of the ocean.
Dragon flaps her wings as she flies, her wings ain't that big enough for her to gain lift but it is sturdy enough to lifts her to the ground.
Even though she can fly, she never ventures out of the safety of her deck as she never knew how much she could maintain her flight.
The Royal Navy Girls watches Dragon as she hovers above her deck as her small still capable of flight flapping wings.
The Royal Navy Shipgirls do have a Shipgirls with wings like Perseus, but never saw them flew without any rigging attached to them.
"H – How is she even able to fly with that stubby wings?" Janus asked.
"I don't know?" Jervis said, as she too is confused to how the wings is able to lifts her.
As everyone goes on to their routine activities on deck, the intercoms at onboard each ships blares as a call from the Mainland sounded.
*All Royal Navy Shipgirls return to the mainland for defense, the Capital is under attack – I repeat the capital is under attack all the Ships on the Royal Navy Home Fleet is been recalled at the defense of the Capital*
"The capital is under attack? By who?" Dragon asked, promptly as question marks popping out from her forehead.
"That seems urgent enough for the entire mobilization." Duke said as she noticed the Royal Navy Ships increased their speed.
"LETS... F*CKING.... GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Dragon flew towards the location of the capital with extreme speed with her draconic wings, also her Type-45 Destroyer Ship dematerialized and formed around her with a bluish-hue glow and materialized into a Ship Rigging around her.
Her speed increased as sonic booms formed around her as she breaks the sound barrier at the speed of surpassing the sound. She superman her way there as sonic boomed reverberate around the area. White contrails and a loud sonic boom were left at her trail as she flew towards the Capital London.
"Seems like flying is the only option to get there in time." Duke said as she also activates her Rigging Form, following Dragon.
After her Rigging materialized around her, Duke jumps as to cling into the side of the Agusta Westland AW159 Wildcat as it flew towards the direction where Dragon flew.
...
London
Shadow of Corruption: Ootoi a Phoenix Bird with chard colored feathers and red amber color feathers on each tips of its feathers like peacock feathers.
Ootoi the Shadow of Corruption opens its beak as to commenced its devastating breath attack.
Down below the skies over London, Citizens alike and soldiers hurriedly closed the bunker doors of the underground shelters made to protect the people of the city from Siren aerial attacks and Iron Blood Bombers.
The cramped space was all ignored as they all engrossed at their own well-being and their safety below the roof of the bunker, as explosions and quakes are the only signs of the ongoing battle above. Dust and pebbles trickles down in between the cracks of the concrete roof.
George V lead the remaining Capital Defenses of London. Battleships Cannons raised above and rang out, the volley of the Artillery fire got the Phoenix Bird's attention.
Shadow of Corruption: Ootoi dives down as to swipe down the remaining City Defense. Everyone on the ground take over and run for cover as the Phoenix Bird opens its mouths for its breath attack.
George V stood her ground, guns and saber sword pointed up at the diving down Phoenix Bird, she stood defiant in facing the incoming attack.
"You won't scare me, you vermin!" She shouted as she stood her grounds.
Shadow of Corruption: Ootoi opens its mouth as to prepare for a breath attack.
"RED DRAGON IRON FIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
( IMAGE )
Dragon's right hand engulfs in reddish flames as she curled a fist. She then shouted her Skill Attack 'Red Dragon Iron Fist'.
A single Naval Strike form in a reddish at a thin air, that Missile then flew towards at the Phoenix Bird' s neck. The Anti-Ship Warhead of the Missile got through on the Phoenix Birds thick feathers and defense. The sound of explosion reverberated like thunder clap striking from above.
Everyone on the ground were all left speechless and mouth gap to what just transpires above the skies over London. The explosion and the sound of thunder sounded as it caught the attention of everyone, even though the cacophony of gunfire sounded everywhere.
Shadow of Corruption: Ootoi recieves a direct hit at the neck and making it falls off out of the sky and falls into the River Thames, splashing all the Shipgirls on the river with brown River water.
"What the—" George V turn her head to where the attack came from, then she hears a haughty laugh followed along with a boorish voice.
"HAHAHAHA, Rule Britannia you f*cking chard overcooked Peacock! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA." A Woman with wings, tails and horns of a Red Wales-Dragon equipped with Type-45 Destroyer – floated above.
That Woman then gives a middle finger as she breaths fire from her mouth, besides her is another woman with an unfamiliar rigging she never seen before spoke.
"Mind your language Dragon.... we're at the capital of Britain." Duke said.
The other Woman is Blond and wore an Armor Plate and bears a crest of the Duke of Willington at her shoulder plate. And Type-23 Frigate Rigging with all of its weapons protrudes at its sides.
George V facial expression is washed with total confusion at the two Women Figures stood there nonchalantly like heroes comes in time to save the day.
She's confused at the separate personality of the two women. The Woman with Humanoid Dragon-like Figure and had a boorish and reckless personality. The other one, a Blond Knight is chivalrous and had some discipline just stood there with her sword drawn.
"Who – who are you?" She asked the identity of the two.
"My apologies, but the introductory will be held-on later, for now there are thing need to be taken care of." Duke said, as her war banner flew at the wind.
"Dragon now, unleash the power of Britannia." She orders with a raised open palm hands.
4.5-inch MK-8 Naval Gun and Phalanx CIWS from Dragon's Rigging raised up towards the sky. The 6 20mm Barrel Gatling Canons rotates and starts shooting all the Siren Planes out of the skies in quick succession. MK-8 4.5-inch Naval Gun fires its artillery rounds in the sky in air-burst, shooting down Siren Planes that are out of the range of the Phalanx.
20mm Depleted Uranium Rounds tore the Siren Planes into shreds like Swiss Chesses, 4.5 air-burst shells rain the Siren Planes with shrapnels and tungsten steel covers the whole sky.
"Eat Depleted Uranium B*TCHES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Dragon shouted hands raised fist in the air.
"Charge!" Duke orders as she points her sword forward – gleaming.
Dragon dashes forward in great speed a she left some broken slabs of concrete on the ground as she thumps her feet.
"Iron Fist!!!!!"
One of the Executor-Class: Tracker Mk-II was stunned at the dashing speed, and couldn't react in time as a right hand fist that glows in reddish flames closing in at her face.
"EH!"
Tracker Mk-II got hit by Dragon's 'Iron Fist' in the face and got teleported out of existence as the force from the punch sends her flying.
"Red Dragon Claw"
Dragon then attacks one of the Tracker Mk-II that was accompanying the other Executors that got punched on the face.
Dragon's claws ripped the Sirens Rigging along with its latex cloth with her 'Dragon Claw' attack. Then it was followed by a fist in the face to make sure it was finished off.
"Red Dragon Wing Attack!"
Dragon spreads her arms that is glowing with reddish fire as she activates her skill, soon enough her VLS Cells let-up and multiple Sea-Scepter Missiles launched and targeted the remaining Siren Planes. Siren Planes were all engulfs in reddish flames and falls off in the skies with burning wrecks.
Soldiers and Shipgirls were all a gasped at the POV of the total elimination of the Siren Planes out in the skies. The only trace of the Siren Planes are the burning wrecks and plumes of black smoke.
George V is speechless as she saw all the Siren Planes fall like flies, like it was being swatted off the skies like mere insects.
"In.... Incredible." She said in uttered amazement and shock.
"These Kansens are totally different than the reports I read before... these two where to different, yet familiar." She mused.
As she was engrossed with Dragon's performance, she forgot the other woman that wore an old fashioned dress with armor plates.
A light golden glow coming from behind her got her attention, she turned her attention and saw Duke raised her Sword up as it glows in golden hue. The Sword is like charging-up as it glows and hums.
"Virtutis Fortune Comes."
( IMAGE )
After she chanted she swings her sword forward and the light from the sword dashes forward and cuts one of the Executor-Class attacking the defending forces.
The beam of light from her sword cut through the Sirens like hot knife through a butter. Breaker Mk-II got sliced in half from the attack, her upper half and lower got separate. The Siren were all shock and awe as one of them got divided in half at the torso.
"What the---"
Breaker MK-I was cut off from her sword, as she saw the glowing sword of energy came into view in a quick pace.
Breaker Mk-I got slice in half by Duke's Sword with glowing energy. Duke didn't just stop there as she also target the Siren Minions who tries to shoot her.
Siren heads rolled on the ground along with the other parts that was cut by her sword. Siren Planes sored in the skies and her Air-Search Radar warned her about the incoming ground attack.
Her two DS30B MK-1 30mm Rapid-Fire Cannon raised as to intercept the diving Siren Planes. Duke jumps off out the way as bullets and rockets strafes the ground where she once stood.
Her two DS30B MK-1 30mm Rapid-Fie Cannon return fire at the Siren Planes in burst of fire shooting them down. After shooting down these Siren Planes another Executor-Class shows up and face her.
Duke dodges Plasma Beam that Strategist MK-III and Oceana Mk-III fired, Duke landed at the rooftop of one of the houses as she looked up at the two Sirens floating above while looking down at her with menacing looks in their faces.
"Seems like she's one of those 'Summoned Kansens'." Oceana Mk-III uttered.
"So it would seem." Strategist Mk-III said while glancing down at her.
"Wait!" Duke raised her sword as it points at the two, she catch their snippets of conversation "You said 'Summoned Kansens' do you have any information about that summoning part?"
Strategist Mk-III let out a chuckle. "Well you see.... It's been half a year since Code-G summoned eleven Other Worldly Kansens and starts ruining our plans of world domination."
That information drop caught Duke by surprise. 'Seems like the girls were right there are some got summoned first than me and Dragon? ..... and based to their descriptions Americans, British and Japanese. I'm not surprised for a Japanese to be summoned to another world, but America and Britain? That must be desperate.'
Strategist Mk-III then points at her. "You. Your Ship Rigging reminds us with all the weaponry they possessed and how they work, and based on your expression you were new to this world. Am I correct?"
Duke cured up a smile as she now understands the reason of the summoning. "Seems like my mission here in this world is to end your menace."
She remarked sword raised and pointed at the two Siren in the air.
Seems like you've chosen your fate." Strategist Mk-III said as her Flight Deck Rigging straitened as Siren Planes sorties.
Duke swings her sword to right as her sword blast cuts the Siren Planes that Strategist Mk-III had launched. Her VLS Cells for Sea-Scepter Missiles opens up and fires it stored Air-to-Air Missiles at the remaining Siren Planes. She then jumps off.
Oceana Mk-III fires all of her Plasma Cannon at the rooftop where Duke once stood. The rooftop along with the house itself got deleted by the concentrated fire from Oceana Mk-III.
Duke fend off all the attacks that was thrown at her as she blocks it all with her sword, as she shows off her swordswoman's skill with her sword.
"Is that the best you've got?" Duke said in a striking pose with her sword.
"My~My, seems like I underestimated you." Strategist Mk-III said with glee and dark expression.
Duke then prepares a stance as she faced off two Siren Executor-Class. "Bring it on."
*Tensed Stares*
"DON'T FORGET ABOUT ME OLDHAG!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Dragon bugged in as she flew in a speed exceeding the sound, as she left a wake of white contrails.
Both Strategist Mk-III and Oceana Mk-III detected the danger and quickly activated their Force-Field as to cover themselves with the coming attack.
Oceana Mk-III receives a direct hit from one of Dragon's Naval Strike Missile, her Force-Field broke like glass as the Anti-Ship Warhead manages to broke through the Shield like that of glass. Oceana Mk-III is left a gasped as she watches her defense being useless of protecting her.
"What in the -----"
"Red Dragon Iron Fist!"
Dragon punches her at the face as soon as the Force-Field broke down like shattered window glass. Oceana Mk-III was thrown away at the impact of the punch in the face and hits Big-Ben Clock Tower.
"Eat that, you ugly b*tch!" Dragon said after punching Oceana Mk-III in the face.
"A – Another Summoned Kansen!"
Strategist Mk-III stutters as she forgot to count her in at the list of her problems, and now she's surrounded both sides.
"How many do I have to tell you not to call me 'Old hag'." Duke said in an annoyed undertone as she didn't like the notion of being called old.
"Don't get cranky this time old hag." Dragon nonchalantly said at Duke's face.
Duke's brows interested once again as she gets annoyed by Dragon's child-like manners and boorish conducts.
Meanwhile, Strategist Mk-III's mind raced to find any way she could use of not getting body bag of the two. She saw one with a knight armor slashed her way at the numbers of Executor Mk-Is and Mk-IIs with ease.
Then the other one puts her in a predicament situation, that Draconic Woman who took down the Shadow of Corruption: Ootoi with a single hit at the neck. Now her claws are nearing at her neck. Sweat trickles down at her forehead as she glances at the two Modern Kansens.
'Shit.' Her mind uttered in desperation.