Hey people! This is Haruna-chan bringing forth my first fic in fanfiction! I recently had an inspiration about Kancolle, and thought, what if it was transformed into a massive anime x-over? So, I decided to make this!

All of the mechs are going to be impersonating their pilots or commanders, so if you want to know what they look like and act like, look up the pilots of these units!

Disclaimer: I don't own Kancolle or any of the franchises used in this story, so please don't sue me!


We know of many heroes, all who have sacrificed much for us to live our lives to this day.

We know of brave battleships who bravely fought in the wars which defined much of our world.

Both of these have all been affiliated with our own world's history, and their names had been transformed into legends.

When humanity is threatened by the Abyssal Fleet, battleships are called forth to protect humanity's' future once more.

However, whoever said that they had to part of our history?

After all, defenders of humanity are not different from each other.

They will remain spirits of steel.

As it will always be.


In another world, a white knight was born.

Originally, it was an experimental model, nothing more than a test subject. But, over time, it would grow into one of the greatest harbingers for the next generation of its brothers and sisters.

It would go through tough times, taking on the most deadliest of enemies, while trying to fix its country from within. It would become one of the most deadliest of its kind.

And it would become one of the most hated murderers given time.

So, in order to repent for its sins, the knight would later join it's pilot's friend to become one of the most hated figures in history.

And after its destruction, it would disappear as if it never existed...


"This is goodbye, Lancelot." the brunet pilot jumped out of his mech's cockpit, running from the dying machine. Just before he reached a corner, he turned back to the mecha, a genuine smile on his face.

"Thank you."

And with that, he was gone. Lancelot's body remained right where it was for a few seconds, before the Sakuradite reactor in it's chest started to spark.

Then, it disappeared in a fiery blast, now no more than a memory...


Inside a white void, a body floated peacefully through the vast emptiness. After a few seconds, it's eyes flickered open, the irises a stunning green, before scanning the vicinity.

"I'm alive…" Lancelot thought to itself. "Wait...I? This machine's programming wasn't designed to designate itself as "I"..."

Lancelot gave itself a systems check, and when realizing that everything was in perfect order, tried to find a solution to its predicament. Then, it realized something which could not be ignored.

"Independent Action? How is this possible? I cannot act without a pilot…but then again, I was always an exception from my other brothers and sisters…"

This was confusing. How could this happen? Then it remembered.

It died.

Lancelot gave a sigh. So, it was in some sort of machine heaven? How amusing, this really broke all the laws of the world...

Not that it had seen worse things. After all, the power of Geass was already as otherworldly as it could get.

Lancelot started to reminisce over the events before it's destruction. The red Knightmare frame which it fought with. The countless number of blows exchanged. The shift to hand-to-hand combat.

The final blow which ended Lancelot's life.

It gave a sigh, before closing it's eyes. It had done enough. It's pilot had escaped, and the plan would be successful. It's duty was now over….

Or, that was what it would have been.

Suddenly, a blue light appeared in the distance, piercing through the white veil.

The light started to drag Lancelot's body towards it, something that Lancelot took immediate notice of.

It's eyes opened once more, before a plea resounded throughout the vast realm.

"Please… if anyone is out there...please… save us!"

Lancelot blinked once in confusion. What?

"Help me! I-I don't want to die!"

Lancelot's eyes set themselves in a firm determination, it's body starting to activate once more.

It fought for the innocent, and always protected those who couldn't protect themselves. Even though it's past incarnations had fought for a different person, the cause was the same.

No plea of help would be ignored. If lives could be saved, then it would act. Nothing else mattered, only the result.

Lancelot turned on its Yggdrasil drive, before the two nubs on it's back opened to reveal its vibrant segmented green wings.

It lowered itself into the stance it had always used, both legs spread apart, its hand barely touching the ground.

This was nostalgic… but now was not the time to reminisce over memories.

And, as the blue light started to engulf Lancelot's frame, it grinned in anticipation.

"Lancelot Albion! Deploy!"

And the White Reaper charged forward once more, in preparation for it's great battle.


Yamato was in a terrible pinch. To call it a pinch would actually be a very exaggerated understatement. Her current situation was just pure perilous.

After her group had defeated all of the Abyssals deployed at an oil rig, and after capturing said rig, Kaga had received reports from her scouts that a huge wave of Abyssal battleships was approaching the area fast. All of their team had managed to escape with their lives, but a flash storm had hit, separating Yamato from the rest of the group.

This situation wouldn't have proved to be so bad, until a large group of Abyssals had noticed her location. And now, Yamato had been speeding across the water, trying to shake the Abyssals off her tail, while frantically trying to relay her coordinates to the base. However, this proved to be a fruitless effort, as she had taken some damage during the fight for the oil rig, and was now significantly slower than usual. Add the fact that she needed to stay still to deploy her seaplanes didn't help either

And the Abyssals were still catching up.

Yamato started to slow down, her rig starting to slightly smoke. She frowned at this, before giving a resigned sigh. Her engines had overheated, and now needed to cool down. And the only way to cool them down was to stop all movement altogether, while becoming nothing more than a sitting duck for the Abyssals to sink.

Yamato came to a complete stop, before giving the sky a sad smile.

"Sorry everyone… I couldn't keep my promise after all…" A few solitary tears started to run down her eyes, as she collapsed onto her knees. "I...never wanted it to end like this...I don't want to be sunk…"

The Abyssals started to close in, firing their cannons at the solidary Ship-Girl. Their target would not survive this.

Yamato closed her eyes in preparation for her imminent destruction.

The fiery cannon shells started to descend upon her still form….

and all of them exploded.


Yamato continued to close her eyes, but when she felt no pain, she grew confused. Why was she alive? The cannon shells were exploding, but she wasn't being hit…

Did the Abyssals misfire? No, that was impossible. At her current position, Yamato would have made a perfect target; they couldn't miss.

Yamato slowly opened her eyes, before she gasped.

A white knight floated before her amidst the explosions, it's armor shining brilliantly in the light. As the shells impacted on the knight, a green shield kept on flickering to life, preventing any of the shells from hitting Yamato. Behind it's back were brilliant green wings, giving the knight an angelic vibe.

After the bombardment stopped, the flying knight slowly started to float down to her level. Yamato looked on in dazed wonderment, her eyes never leaving her savior's figure.

Then, he turned around. And Yamato was taken aback.

"Beautiful…" she whispered, as his face came into view. The figure had slightly tanned skin, and brown curly locks of hair barely fell over his green eyes. His expression was set into a small frown, but his eyes spoke of no ill will to her.

"Is this some new experimental weapon?" Lancelot thought. " No... I'll cross that line when I need to..."

He looked at her for a while, his eyes temporarily softening at her image, before setting themselves back into their professional manner.

"Are you alright?" he said. Yamato took note of his Japanese accent, before responding.

"Y-yes…" She paused. "Who… are you?"

The knight showed some hesitation, before straightening up in pride, giving his answer in a clear tone.

"Ninth generation Knightmare Frame, Lancelot Albion." He bowed. "It's very nice to meet you. What's your name?"

Yamato gave a smile, before standing up, her left hand coming up into a salute, while her right kept her parasol over her head.

"First of the Yamato-class battleships, Yamato! On sortie!"

That was the first meeting, of the Ship-girl and her knight.

And the signal of a new generation of defenders of humanity.


YES! I finally managed to do something! For all of you who don't know what Lancelot Albion is, it's one of the MOST badass mechs in the anime, Code:Geass. It's also one of my favorite mechs in the anime world, so I decided to use it for the opening chapter.

How did you guys like this? Please give me some reviews, so I can improve on my writing! Also, I'm also accepting ideas from you guys for 3 machines which made an impact on some world in and anime, tv-show, game, etc. Depending on the reasons you give me, I might incorporate it into my story!

So, without further adieu, ta-ta for now!