Oval Office, White House, Washington D.C.
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At the Oval Office right at the table of the current President of Eagle Union, a Little-Girl with an attire that screams she's 'in charge' Black-Suit, Short Skirt knee-high sucks and twin-tail hair with Bear-like Ears on the head sat at the chair, feet resting at the table like a boss.
Her Teddy-Bear friend, Pete, sat at the dusted table beside her feet. Pete sat there like a Teddy-Bear, but sometimes he moved his head left and right as to glance at the people inside staring at them with confusion.
The eerie silence and the muffled mutters make everything inside the Oval Office more awkward than past political meetings this room held for decades. At the muffled murmurs, the Little-Girl spoke.
"What??? Is it your first time seeing a cutie like me sitting in one of the most powerful seats in the world currently being occupied by a little-girl?"
Her voice sound childish, but the people inside knew who she was. The 26TH President of the United States of America (or in this world Eagle Union). Theodore Roosevelt.
North Carolina the leading security of the White House spoke. "My Apologies, we were bewildered and quite surprised to know that you were named after the former President, and..."
She gestures with her two hands motioning about Theodore's small figure and gender. The Former President is a man, and the one in front of them is a Little-Girl.
Theodore looks at herself up and down, then returns to her. "Yeah.... That bothers me too. I was named after the 26th President of the United States of America, I belong to the 'Magnificent 10' or well known in my world as The Nimitz Class Carrier. And one day, just today – I found myself in this small body and a moving Teddy-Bear."
Their attention shifted to the Teddy-Bear sitting at the table slowly tilting its head, slightly confused as just them.
The Girls who already saw U-Chan, Unicorn's Plushy didn't show any kind of surprise expression.
"Wait..." There's something clicks on North Carolina's head. "You said Nimitz Class? Are referring to – "
"Yes. The Class that I belonged to is the Class of Supers Carriers. The Nimitz Class, is named after the 5-star Fleet Admiral. Chester William Nimitz."
"The Admiral!!!" The Girls exclaimed.
"Based on your expression... it means he's here and alive?" She inquired after the up-roar calmed down.
"Yes. Currently, he's on the front line Base in the Pacific." North Carolina answered.
Theodore held her chin and pondered. 'The decoration of the room didn't change that much although there are some small trinkets of decor that I'm not familiar with.'
She darted to the bench where the portraits of the current administration and the first lady sat. 'You're still the President even still in this another world.'
At the door, Anchorage, Cleveland-31 and Canberra enter the Oval Office. Anchorage wore her Dessert Camo MARPAT with her Sig Sauer MG-338. Cleveland-31 wore his Navy Blue Uniform (Aquaflages). Canberra in her T-shirt, sleeveless jacket and short pants.
Anchorage and Cleveland got the most attention. The happy o lucky and innocent Anchorage is different than the one in front of them, this one goes through hardship and war.
Cleveland, nothing changes according to their perspective of his body, only his short hair and a milder tone of his voice rather than the feminine one they were accustomed to.
The other one is unknown to them, but her clothes are quite a bit familiar to their allies in the Southern Pacific in Oceania. Her figure is that in her teenage years.
"Anchorage, reporting in," Anchorage said with a salute. Cleveland-31 and Canberra saluted too.
Theodore made a quick salute. "At ease. Report about the damage and casualties outside?"
"80% Of the structures were damaged from the initial attack, and 60% of the buildings were in shambles. Capitol and the rest of the monuments receive minimal damage and are safe from collapsing. Casualties are that high as Civilians failed to evacuate in time."
Cleveland-31 is the one next to report. "Manjuu Marines along UAVs and UGVs are searching the surrounding area of Siren strugglers, currently there are no signs of Siren survivors yet."
"Well, at least there is still room for us to take a quick break before they return with full force." Theodore said easing the tension in the room with her childish voice.
North Carolina got a clear glance at what she was saying. "Wait – what do you mean 'they return with full force'?"
"Your assumption is correct. This is only the beginning, this attack is only meant for them to get a hold of a beachhead, the second wave is coming. Like any War Game or anything related to warfare... it's not over yet, this is only the beginning."
Gasps sounded as the Girls and some Soldiers couldn't fathom to what she said.
"Over here."
A feminine voice with southern drool sounded from the other room as it was followed by footsteps. At the entrance door the President, Vice President, Secretary of Defense and the various Military Heads enter.
"Are you sure it was her?" FDR leaned to his side and whispered in Texas' ears.
Texas nodded her head. "Yes, I'm sure of it."
"Frankie...!" Theodore said with an overjoyed tone.
"That's sure she is," FDR muttered to himself.
"Good to see you standing with your two legs."
FDR looked down right at his two legs, and then back at her as he knew what she was referring to. "Miss Enterprise mentioned that in a long time now."
"She's here?" She inquired as the mention of the name got her curious.
"Yes, unfortunately right now we lost contact with her Task Force off the East Coast at the Atlantic Ocean. Currently, the connection was still off."
"It seems they were under the enemy's Electronic Jamming.... Even my AWCS received marble garbles of distress signals." She uttered in contemplation.
"Alright then... I'll send a Squadron of my F/A-18s to conduct recon to where the last transmission of the Task Force ceased to exist."
"I am grateful for your help and defending the Capital D.C."
Theodore waved off her hands childishly like it was all nothing. "Nahhh.... Don't sweat it, those Sirens are more like a nuisance than a real challenge."
"Oh I see.... But before we could continue our conversation, would you mind?" FDR gestures about his seat that is currently occupied by Theodore.
"What a bummer." She muttered in annoyance. Theodore wanted to stay in the seat like she used to be back in her name sake's presidency.
"Off we go Pete." She said and grabbed her Teddy-Bear off the table. Theodore moves out of the President's seat and moves to the sofa where the political matters is withheld.
Then a proper political meeting commenced at the Oval Office. Theodore explained to them about her and the other's predicament and how they all ended up in this world. She also explained to them that a being called 'Guardian' is the one responsible for them getting teleported.
~Time Skip~
White House entrance. At the entrance, sandbags along with a makeshift pillbox and barbed wire fence littered the front lawn as defense against the advancing Sirens. The lawn is dyed with blood humans and sirens.
Right at the front lawn, Cleveland-31 is surrounded on both sides by curious Shipgirls that were so curious at the point of poking him, and their assets graced him.
"Whoa, are you really a boy?" one of them enthusiastically asked.
"You really look like her." One of them said while poking him in the chest with enthusiasm.
"You got some muscle too." One of them again, said while poking his bysaps with enthusiasm.
"Whoa, Whoa, whoa – Whoa! Stop poking me!" He screamed as he was overwhelmed by the Shipgirl's questionable poking at some areas.
As the Shipgirls is about to get touchy with Cleveland-31, Canberra came in time to save her Homie's ass.
"I think mate here ain't keen enough to answer all of your curiosity right now." She said as she pushed him away.
The Girls groaned as they were shooed away by her, and their curiosity couldn't be satiated for now. They were also breaking the sexual harassment crime.
"Thanks for the save." He said with gratitude.
"Nah... don't sweat it."
"My apologies about that, the Girls couldn't help to satiate their curiosity for later." North Carolina apologized for the rude behavior of her subordinates.
"Oh," Cleveland-31 scratches the back of his head as he gets embarrassed by her apologizing to him. "I suffer their own curiosity."
North Carolina found his personality quite funny and cheerful like Cruiser Cleveland does. She then giggles.
"Hah, it seems the words were true. You really looked like her, even though you're a man." Washington said as she stood right beside North Carolina.
Both Cleveland-31 and Canberra turn their attention to her.
"He is no Man... he's a Boy." Anchorage chimed in, getting their attention.
"Hey! I'm a man alright." He exclaimed as his manhood got challenged.
North Carolina and Washington both burst into laughter as they found it hilarious and some semblance of Cruiser Cleveland's energy.
Canberra also finds it hilarious and joins the laughter, although in mild as she laughs for her homie.
"Umm... Hello..." Helena intrigued asked about the laughter.
Cleveland-31 after hearing a soft yet audible voice, he quickly put-up a strong stance and brushed off the redness of his face as he turned to face her.
"Nothing... just.... Having a little laugh, that's all."
Canberra nudges him to his side. "Nice recovery."
"Oh, I see.... I just got curious about your conversation." Helena clasps both of her hands in her typical cinnamon roll.
The Happy-go-Lucky nature of everyone in Washington D.C. suddenly changes to pure dread as the sky above the Capital turns purple and a magic-like circle in the size of the whole capital emerges. Siren Alarm blares about the impending doom from above.
"What in the actual fuck.... So this is where the invasion force came from." Theodore exclaimed as she and the other peek at the broken windows of the Oval Office.
"A large-scale Teleportation portal that the Siren uses, this is the danger that Miss Enterprise warned us about the Siren's capability." Gen. Eisenhower said.
"You don't say..."
At the Portal, a dozen Siren Planes came out and flew the sky over the Capital D.C. The circling Squadron of F/A-18s and F/A-25s above D.C turns in banking maneuvers slicing air with its wingtips to intercept the incoming Siren Planes.
AIM-260 JATM was released from the Pylons and Missile Bay of the two Aircraft. Like a fury of spears, they all landed and exploded destroying intruders intruding the sky. The combat range got closer as more Siren Planes came out of the Portal in a dozen and a dozen.
Saving their ordinance, they all opted to use their mounted (F/A-18) 20mm M-60 Vulcan Cannon and F/A-25) 25mm GAU-10 Equalizer.
F-80 Shooting Stars and F-86 Sabers cut through the and joined the two cutting-edge Planes fending the air against the intruders. With its screeching Jet-Engines soared in the sky. The .50 cal. mounted of the 1st Gen Aircraft lit-up tearing some of the Siren Planes with its armor-piercing rounds.
The two 1st Gen Planes were not that maneuverable as the two up Modern Planes in the sky (4th Gen and 5th Gen). Their fast speed was the only advantage of the two planes in the air as they shot and passed some of the Siren Planes.
The Army Anti-Air Artillery Team quickly raised their Artillery Cannons on the ground. The one responsible for the elevation of the Artillery quickly cranked the wheel to get the Cannon at a higher elevation. Proximity fuses were set; the anti-air shell was quickly shoved at the breach by the crews. The coordinates and the elevation were set. The artillery Captain then gave the order.
"FIRE!"
The entire Anti-Air Artillery Cannons roared and spewed flames at the end of the muzzle, Anti-Air Shells were propelled in the air at great velocity as it whizzed in the air. Puffs of black smoke covered the sky as a rain of shrapnel penetrated the steel plating of the Siren Planes. Friendly aircraft flew out of the range of the Anti-Air Fire for a blue-on-blue.
The F/A-18s and F/A-25s accelerated at a higher elevation of the flight ceiling to avoid the blue-on-blue coming from the ground.
On the ground, Wheel Mounted AA-Guns lit up the sky as the number of Siren Planes darkened the sky with its numerous numbers.
As everyone is lighting the sky with a flurry of anti-air fire, a blinding purple light momentarily blinds them as if the lights came from the ground itself. The flash of purple light ceased, and everyone was all dazed, some blinked their eyes as fuzzy images of what seemed to be an Army of Siren Minions appeared close to them.
"Enemy Contact!" An Army Commanding Officer shouted after getting the full picture of the situation on the ground.
Eagle Union Soldiers and National Guard broke from their daze and quickly aimed their Rifles at the Sirens on the ground. What came next was the flurry of gunshots between the two sides, explosions here and there were also thrown as to defeat their enemies.
Siren Tanks and Union Army Tanks squared off at the streets of Washington D.C. as armor against armor and firepower against firepower ensued against the two.
The Saunders Tank Platoon is one of them engaging the Siren Armored Tanks. The M26 Pershing swivels its turret as to aim its deadly 90mm Rifle Gun. Kay the Platoon Commander orders the whole Platoon to open fire in the barrage.
"FIRE!"
The Platoon of 5 Pershing Tanks recoiled as it fired its shot at the advancing Siren Tanks on the Street.
"Don't let them get through!" She yelled at the Tank-Comms. "Felecia, RELOAD AP!"
"I'm doing it, damn it." Felecia the Loader shoves 90mm AP Shell at the breach of the Tank Cannon.
"F*cking Sirens... it's only a goddamn hour after the first attack." She cursed as she didn't get that much rest after checking and maintaining their Tanks.
Naomi the Tank-Gunner waited for the smoke to settle and waited for another Siren Tank to come out, it didn't take her that long as another one emerged from the wreck of the recently destroyed Siren Tank. She stopped at the pedal for the Main-Gun to open fire.
"FIRE!" Kay orderly shouted through the Platoon.
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White House Front Lawn.
Marine AH-64 Apaches refueled and reamed started their engine as the two jet-engine screeched and the rotors above slowly turn and slowly gain momentum for the Apache to gain enough lift to get airborne off the ground.
Ground Crews (Manjuus) with light-stick guided the Apaches as it all took off the ground, dust and grass were blown as the Apaches headed to where to combat was.
Tank Crews (Manjuus) scramble to their respective tanks with their own names, one particular M1A3 Abrams Tanks with a Mine Plow and Dozer stands out as the Mine-Plow gives it a menacing look.
The Cummins engine at the rear roared and slowly quieted down after the engine is hot, mud and grass fell off the tracks as the 65+ ton Tank moved it's tracks grinding at each other.
UAVs and UGVs follow the two War-Machines heading to battle. The UAVs (Unmanned Air-borne Vehicles) provides eyes in the sky between the Apaches and Abrams. The UGVs (Unmanned Ground Vehicles) equipped with .50 cal. and Javelin Missile provide heavy firepower and support for the Ground Troops and the Abrams as they advance to the defense of the Capital.
"Fucking Shit! Can we catch a goddamn break!" Drew exclaimed as she got exhausted from treating the injured and wounded.
"It seems the Sirens are hitting us while the iron still hot." Theodore said as she gazed up in the sky to where the purple portal appeared.
"I got visuals... the numbers of Sirens on the ground numbered into 30 thousand according to my A.I. calculation estimates," Cleveland-31 said as the UGVs fed him an update of the battlefield.
LCS, crappy they all be, but the Navy fund their space is good for a drone hub or Mothership for Drones. The LCS with its space and large Helideck become the platform for the US Navy's growing Drone Fleet. Loitering one-way drones and semisubmersible drones, you name it. LCS became the experimental platform for the US Navy Drone Warfare near Coastal areas.
Both Cleveland-31 and Canberra are Drone Carriers.
"30 Thousand? That seems to be fair." Anchorage said, unfazed by the overwhelming numbers of Sirens invading D.C.
North Carolina, Washington and the other Girls who defended the White House were all left a gasp at her statement.
"You can't be serious, the first wave only numbered in 8-to-10 thousand – and we barely held off before you guys showed up. This one triples that number. And you called 'Fair'?" Washington lost her mind at that.
Anchorage didn't respond even further to Washington's discontentment at the absurdity. She finds that 30 thousand Sirens in a place like this are just Rich Targets for a gun-ho Marine.
"Is she even that serious?" Helena asked as she got goosebumps at her.
"To be fair... the whole D.C. is a Target Rich environment for the Marines." Cleveland-31 said in a light banter.
"Huh? Incoming report from Jones. A large Fleet of Siren Ships emerged off the coast of Virginia the moment a large portal the same here D.C. appeared." He reported quickly.
"It seems the Sirens are making the invasion of the mainland. What's the plan then? We can't just let these Sirens to come here." North Carolina asked Theodore who seemed to be studying the portal above.
Theodore breaks her attention off the portal above and activates her Teddy-Bear Rigging. Pete glows in blueish light and slowly dematerializes into Wisdom cubes, which materializes into the Teddy-Bear Rigging.
With a grin on her face, she quoted 'Mister Leader of the Free Galaxy' that transformed into Peter Bill 379 Semi-Truck with a shade of color red and blue.
"We will kill them all."
[ Transformers: Dark of the Moon - "We will kill them all." ] ( By Tony Stark )
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~Nowhere~
Enterprise-80 floats in a place she doesn't recognize, the only thing she remembers is that she was battling Amagi and she overpowered her through sheer strength. But then, she was attacked from behind – just that she remembers that she was swallowed in e whole by the third head of the Three-Headed Serpent.
She activated her Force Field to protect herself from its razor-sharp teeth, then.... Everything went black for her as she was like sucked into a different dimension where light and life didn't reach. She's been here for the past few hours according to her sense of time, either the time here moves slower than the real world or time didn't exist on this one. That question is too complicated as she left it there, unanswered.
The situation she was in is quite bothersome, with no sign of light, life, time or even death. It's just an endless darkness in a vacuum of space.
Her guard is up, never lowering her Force Field for some un-occasional danger in the void. Her Aegis Radar searched far in wide yet still nothing in the vacuum of space. After holding to hope she gave in to what the place where no one ventured and no one returned. The Darkness.
*Sighs* "I guess this is death then.... No light, no life, no heave nor Hell .... Only darkness."
As soon as she those words, she suddenly felt solid beneath her. She looked down and saw a solid foundation that was slowly showing itself as the darkness faded away.
"A stone? Wait.... marble stone?"
She was surprised to see her two feet standing on a solid foundation made of stone with overgrown grass seeping through the outline of the stone slab. Realization struck her, she quickly glanced up and saw the darkness withdrew to nothingness and a familiar place greeted her.
The sky is red for some reason, she quickly turns her head left and right to get a glance of the place where she stood at. Her eyes widened in surprise to see a tall structure made of marble, pillars designed in columns, and the top of the dome was the statue of the Goddess of Freedom.
In front of her is The Capitol, damaged in a proportion of abandoned and ruined. The pillars made of marble are now in total disrepair and destroyed. The dome on top had a hole where the sunlight shone through inside.
"What the hell happened here, this can't be WW3? If so... why is this structure still standing?"
She glances around and sees surrounding tress are dead, charred and burned. The streets are empty and destroyed cars burned and wreck littered the lane. The buildings were all abandoned, by the looks of it the buildings were abandoned a long time ago.
Dread and panic overcame her as she looked for any semblance of life in the area, she tried to summon her Rigging but it did not come as she had hoped. She's alone in the streets of the Capital, and there... she sees a Gun Store.
She broke through the Gun Store looking for any weapon that might be useful to her. To her luck some of the shelves ain't that empty considering it was the apocalypse.
"Well... that's a relief." She said in gladness.
At the shelve a single Glock Handgun and some few spare mags 12 round capacity, no bullets. She checked the drawer which is open, at the drawer she found a box of 9mm Bullet still in good condition.
"I guess the owner is in a rush to get the other guns." She muttered to herself as she loaded the empty magazine.
After equipping herself with a handgun she continued on her journey to the White House to find the answers she needed to know about the place, and what led to the whole apocalypse.
On the streets that lead to the White House, Military Vehicles raging from Trucks, IFVs and Tanks were abandoned and destroyed. The position of each Vehicle gives her the clue that the Tanks and IFV were protecting the White House against some sort of invasion.
At the opposite of the Tanks and IFV are Vehicles she didn't recognize. It's not Russian, Chinese or anything that human made. The shape is recognizable as Tanks with wheels, but the one that caught her attention is the cannon and the markings on the vehicle.
"Plasma Cannon.... And that marking.... That could only mean one thing." She said as she eyed the peculiar vehicle.
The White House was totally in ruin as the chunks of it collapsed only the 3/4 portion left still standing. As she got closer to the front lawn and into the fence. She sees bones and Military equipment littered the lawn.
She recognizes the patterned Uniform of the Fallen Soldiers, US ARMY and National Guard. Not to be disrespectful to the Fallen Soldier, she took one of their Rifle.
"You fought well, Soldier. You can rest now... leaned me your weapon I still have a fight that needs to finish off." She said after taking the Rifle out of the hand of the Fallen.
She checks if things still work, she then cocks the receiver and the receiver closed. She scavenges for spare magazines as she continues inside the White House. In the Hallway leading to the Oval Office, a fierce fight occurred as the damage to the wall indicates.
At the Oval Office, the floor mat is littered with document papers about the state of the economy etc., etc.
On the President's table, a lone laptop survives of what may destroyed the White House. She slowly walks towards it to parous at the information pocket of what transpired that day and what was the cause of this.
"Unknown Asteroid entered the Solar System at a speed no one reached. The Asteroid traveled through space at the speed of light, and within a year it reached Mars' Orbit. After that, it slowed its course which puzzled some of the NASA Scientists. NASA and DOD launched multiple Asteroid Deorbiting Satellites to offset its course. But our attempt of deorbiting it failed as soon as the craft flew closer and realized our greatest mistake – Humanities Greatest Mistake."
She pauses to comprehend at what she is reading on the old laptop, the files are written in a hurry like a diary.
"As soon as that thing landed in the Pacific Ocean, it created a giant tsunami flooding some Asian Nations and Micro-States down at the southern Pacific. Hawaii and Guan sank in the ocean. Washington, Oregon and California coastal Cities submerged from the tsunami. At the Atlantic, Greenland erupted in a super-volcano in response to the seismic event made by the asteroid crashing."
"An Asteroid like Armageddon did this?" she muses for a moment before continuing.
"We thought the horror of the Armageddon was over. An Alien Race called themselves Sirens appeared from the asteroid. The thing we thought of as an asteroid was indeed an Alien Ship. The reason why the deorbiting satellites failed was because they were shot down within coming in the range of the Alien Ship's defenses. After getting a foothold on the Pacific, they open portals to their world. What followed was a war between Humanity and an Alien race called Siren. In the first month, we lost a quarter of the combatants because of their hypnotism ability. In the second month of the war, all Nations with Nuclear Weapons unleashed all of their nukes to wipe out these Sirens. Our attempt was a success at first, but success like that came at a cost. The radiation from all the nukes we fired covers half of the globe. As things go bad, everything turns to worse as the Sirens open another portal. This is the last stronghold of humanity I pray to those who still survived this catastrophe ---"
The laptop ran out of battery and totally shut itself down.
Enterprise-80 slammed her fist at the table making the dust fell from the shock. With a clichéd fist, she greeted her teeth.
"damn you, vermin." She utterly cursed at the Sirens.
She slumps back in the seat as to ease her burning feeling of revenge for the of America and Humanity as a whole. The burning rage and hate formed inside her heart as she wanted to lash out her frustration. She was alone in a world of ruin and deprived of life.
This might be a punishment for her actions, God is punishing her. She thought of that as there is no conclusion as to why she was sent here in this desolate ruined world. unless...
As she contemplates about her predicament, she stares up at the red sky with teary eyes as the hope of return leaves her.
At the edge of her teary eyes, she saw a glint of life flying above flapping its mighty wings. The size was big to be called a bird, but the silhouette looks like an eagle.
"What??? An Eagle – and large at that," She exclaimed.
She darted off the Chair and ran through the hallway until she reached the back lawn. There she saw the Eagle landed near the pool to where Lincoln Memorial was. She ran across the lawn and jump over the fence and heads to where the Eagle landed.
To her surprise, the Eagle is not alone as she saw Feminine figure cloaked in darkness dipping its finger at the water.
The Woman already knows her presence and still acted like she didn't, after dipping her fingers in the water, she stood and patted the overly large Eagle.
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"My~ I didn't expect the two of us would've met in this kind of place. My apologies if I may not have greeted your arrival with pleasantry." The Woman said still not turning her face to her.
"Who are you?" Enterprise-80 asked the cloaked figure.
The Woman didn't turn as to not expose her face to her. "You yearned for revenge. You called, I came. You wish, I shall grant."
"Enough with that." Enterprise-80 pointed her leaned Rifle from the fallen Soldier at the back of the Woman. "Turn around and let me see your face." She demanded.
The Woman flicks her finger, and then the Rifle that she was holding breaks into small parts like disassembled Lego parts. Each part clings to the stone slab as it falls.
"What the!"
That Woman then wagged off its index finger. "No pointing weapons at someone's back."
Enterprise-80 recomposed herself as there was no way she could win a fight against this one Woman. "Fine... no weapons pointing."
She un-holstered her Handgun Glock and slowly lowered it to the stone slab. "Now we're even... show me your face." She demanded, and this time she got humbled.
"My~ an obedient one."
"There's no point with violence in this ruined world, right?"
A small smile formed on the woman's face small enough like a smirk. "Yes indeed. Since you're ready... I'll show you my face."
That Woman cloaked with darkness slowly turns and slowly removes her hood revealing her face to Enterprise-80 who's been asking for her.
Enterprise-80 was shocked to see her face as she recoiled, her expression differed from the first time she met Code-G. This woman's aura differs in a large margin as if all the hatred, fury, revenge and death combined into one vessel.
"Ho – How come you look like – "
"Surprise to see your face? Or should I call it... your Alter-Ego?" Enterprise-80's Alter-Ego said.
She then spreads her hands as dark energy overflows from both of her arms. "You yearned for revenge. You call, I came. You wish I shall grant you... REVENGE."
Enterprise-80's Alter-Ego's eyes glow bright sapphire red, and then the whole world shakes, the red sky tears itself apart as purple lightning comes out from the crack up above.
Enterprsie'80 shielded her eyes at the torrent of wind forming around them. "Her power... is... overwhelming."
"Judgement shall fell upon those who harmed the innocence and enslave those who believe in Freedom and Liberty. In God we trust. We, his children were the ones who must act."
Everything goes black as everything in that world was engulfed with darkness.
...
~back in Azur Lane World~
Everyone on Enterprise Task Force was still in shock after seeing Enterprise-80, their highest leadership get swallowed into nothingness. The whole Task Force fell into chaos as the command structure crumbled along with their air superiority.
Bunker Hill-76 ordered the rest to withdraw out from the combat to reorganize their strategy, but for them to completely withdraw they still need to fend off the Three-Headed Serpent from wreaking havoc on their withdrawal.
Laffey-200 slowed the advance of the reinforcing Siren Fleet that grew in large number after another portal appeared above.
Azur Lane is literally outnumbered in the sea as dozens of Orochi Class Massive Siren Ships appeared along with the numerous Siren Carriers.
Enforcer VI: Combination gloats as she watches Azur Lane fall into chaos. "Quite a magnificent sight, Azur Lane on trembles. Amagi."
Amagi dusted off some burns off her clothes and checked her hair as it received a massive haircut, unintended. "Avenging Mistress's death is my goal... I don't care if these weakling trembled on their feet. My job here is done..."
"Right so..."
Enforcer VI: Combination said and right then noticed that Shadow of Corruption: Penumbral X isn't moving and attacking Azur Lane. The Three-Headed Serpent just floats there motionless.
"What's wrong with your pet, Amagi." She said with a bit of concern as the Three-Headed Serpent didn't move.
"Odd... Penumbral X attack Azur Lane, now!" Amagi ordered the Three-Headed Serpent. It didn't move as her orders were not heard.
"What are you waiting for? Attack – "
As Amagi shouted, the Three-Headed Serpent Shadow of Corruption: Penumbral X explodes as a large dark-like energy comes out of its chest. Ripping the Three-Headed Serpent in pieces. Azur Lane and Sirens were all gawked at the explosion that ripped through the sky splitting the dark clouds engulfing everyone from below.
Both Amagi and Enforcer VI: Combination cover their eyes from the blast, as the blast wave ceases, their eyes gawk at the one who comes out from that explosion.
"No... No, it can't be. She's supposed to be dead as the Darkness swallows her!" Amagi frantically muttered as she saw the figure emerge from the darkness as a whole new different person.
Enforcer VI: Combination gritted her teeth in frustration and ordered the Fleet of Siren Ship, Humanoid Sirens and Orochi to aim their Plasma Cannons at the figure clad in darkness.
The figure clad in darkness wore a fashionable clothes with a hood covering her face, but everyone knew who she was. Both in hands is a weapon only wielded by those who guide the dead to their final resting place, or the bringer of death itself.
Enterprise-80 merged with her Alter-Ego is now a completely different person as she harbors pure fury, revenge and death. The scythe she held pulses and glows in a purple light that exceeds that of a sun. The darkness that covers her makes everyone quiver in their feet.
"Judgement has arrived." She said as she looked down at the numerous Sirens covering the surface of the ocean.
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["Are we boned?" Enforcer VI: Combination asked.]
[Amagi confirmed. "We're boned."]