(Thanks to all of your comments, I feel as though my writing has significantly improved from what it was when I first started this series. As such I found the time to rewrite this series from the ground up, with significantly more description and a little less dialogue taking up the white space. In this series, there is no distinction between the Manga and the Anime of Arpeggio of Blue steel. Likewise every single game in the Warship Gunner series has had the boundaries between them erased. It will roughly follow the Arpeggio of Blue Steel anime storyline. All the content in this story with the exception of select equipment and characters are the property of their respective owners. There will be no set update date to this story so keep tuned for updates. With the formalities out of the way, I welcome you all to my universe.)

Arpeggio of Blue Steel X Warship Gunner: The Re-birthed Past Remastered

Chapter 0: The Prologue

Dusk had fallen across the Arctic ocean. Though the sun would not set due to the rotation of the Earth, it still remained dark as the rays of the sun pierced through portions of the heavy clouds. Light snow fell on the icebergs that littered Arctic ocean, giving them beautiful caps of white that shimmered with the glow of the broken sunrays. Occasionally, the currents of wind would blow away some snow and make pretty glimmering outlines in the sky. Nature in it's finest as the sun cast it's rays of light into the frigid wasteland, the snow on those iceberg peaks glimmered brighter than ever before. They flashed in prismatic color, reflecting the waste light from one of the biggest battles ever to occur at sea.

The scene was terrifying.

One lone superbattleship, painted in white with wispy glowing streaks of blue, was attempting to escape a horde of light cruisers and submarines as it passed through fields of icebergs. The cruisers radiated with evil red power as they chased after the battleship, firing bursts of red photons in an attempt to sink the great warship. The bursts impacted brilliantly against the battleship's Klein field with no effect. Corrosive warheads with devastating power streaked underwater towards the battleship, exploding in spheres of pink light as the battleships defensive systems responded in full. However there was no way the battleship could keep up her defense for long.

The battleship in question was no ordinary battleship. It was a supreme flagship of the seafaring faction known as the Fleet of Fog. Superbattleship Yamato, an advanced replica of its historic predecessor. There was no one aboard the battleship save for one girl. She was beautiful, clad in a flowing white dress that shimmered with streaks of blue. She possessed a beautiful tall figure, with long black hair that drifted behind her in the wind as the battleship made a retreat. Her face was nothing but pure, inlaid with two glimmering grey eyes that revealed an expression of sadness.

This girl was named Yamato, the sole controller of the superbattleship Yamato. She was a Mental Model. A replica of a human who possessed a union core within her that allowed her to control the superbattleship. She was the battleship. The Fleet of Fog light cruisers of the Nagara class followed her, spewing forth fire at her vessel as she tried in vain to escape the onslaught.

But there was no escape.

Yamato turned her broadside to the cruisers, bearing the golden barrels of her three triple 18.1 inch turrets on the pursuers as they glimmered with blue power. She waved her hand. The Nagara's suddenly turned dark as she overrode their inferior cores and caused a shutdown. Without command, the vessels moved at the whim of physics, ramming into each other and capsizing, creating quite a blockade. However, the blockade was completely ineffective for its intended purpose, as a second superbattleship, this one painted in dark blue with orange streaks, rammed straight through the blockade while sustaining no damage thanks to the thickened armor provided by the ever useful nanomaterial hull, which remodulated back to its original form as soon as the blockade was passed.

The superbattleship Musashi, the second supreme flagship of the Fleet of Fog and sister ship to Yamato.

Standing aboard the Musashi just in front of the forward superstructure's rangefinder was another girl. This one was also beautiful, possessing a shorter figure. She wore a black one-piece swimsuit decorated with white frills that matched her long white hair. Her eyes were closed, yet they still leaked tears as she cried. She was Musashi, the Mental Model of the superbattleship Musashi.

The Musashi's cannons turned on the Yamato as the interiors of the golden barrels glowed with an unholy orange light. The two superbattleships exchanged broadsides with each other, the bursts of photon cannon fire causing a pretty light show in the swirling snow overhead. Yamato looked to her portside and realized she was blocked by a large snow covered island that protruded from the water. There was no escaping Musashi and her assisting fleet.

"Musashi!" Yamato called out to her sister, speaking over a quantum link. "Please stop this."

"Yamato," Musashi responded, her voice burdened with sorrow. "You are being disobedient. You must cede control of the Admirality code to me."

"I will…..." Yamato's voice trailed off. The hull of Musashi broke in half and the upper portion rose to reveal eight powerful Super-gravity cannon pods that began to glow with sinister intent. There was only one defense against Super-gravity cannons and that was the Mirror-ring system, a defense that only the two supreme flagships possessed. However there was no time for Yamato to activate her system. Her Klein field was on the verge of breaking down and even if she had the ability to activate her Mirror-ring system, Musashi would simply close the distance and destroy her directly. She closed her eyes in acceptance as huge beams of orange energy lashed out from the graviton pods. They broke her Klein field into a billion motes of light and penetrated the hull of the Yamato, shattering in into pieces and applying such force that Yamato was thrown from her vessel and into the freezing Arctic sea. The superbattleship Yamato exploded as it's graviton engine detonated. A huge roar and a flash of blinding light erupted with enough power to cause serious damage to the island and create a huge depression in the ocean.

The Musashi emerged from the explosion unscathed, the blast absorbed by the Klein field.

The Mental Model Yamato sank into the darkness of the deep ocean. She stared upwards at the bright light of the explosion. Submarines from Musashi's fleet passed over her as she sank down.

"I am sorry, Musashi…"

Two large holobands expanded from her chest. They encircled one of the submarines that was passing over her, a Sentoku class.

"Please do this for me…" Then the Mental Model of Yamato disintegrated into silver sand that was lost to the depths.

Musashi gazed out at the wreckage of the Yamato. Though it had been at the center of the explosion, Fog nanomaterial hulls were extremely durable and could take a considerable beating. The shattered pieces of Yamato's hull sank quickly. Tears streamed from Musashi's eyes now and they were opened, revealing ruby red pupils that were distorted from her tears. With the loss of her dear father Shouzou, she had only one goal, to make humanity suffer. They had already lost so much with the rise of the sea levels that put most coastal cities underwater. And now it was time for them to lose even more. Musashi waited for the quantum disturbances to clear. Yamato's engine explosion had caused massive distortions in quantum wavefront, preventing Musashi from communicating with the rest of the Fog fleet. After almost an hour of waiting, they had stabilized enough to send a transmission. Several bands of light expanded to engulf the Musashi as she connected to the Joint Tactical Network.

"All Fleet of Fog warships, this is Flagship Command. I repeat this is Flagship Command." She waited for the thousands of Fog warships across the world to respond, each one pinging as it received her transmission. "The Fleet of Fog shall initiate a blockade around all continental land that retains human life signs. No human ship or aircraft is to be allowed to breach the blockade. All human trans-continental communication devices, including satellites and undersea cables, are to be destroyed. Patrol routes will be assigned by subordinate Flagships. This is the end of Flagship Command's transmission."

Across the world, the multitudes of Fog heard Musashi's orders, and so began the downfall of humanity. Musashi's tears had stopped, but she still felt sadness. Pushing her emotions aside, she resolved to command this fleet to the best of her ability. The first step in that was to reorganize her personal guard. Yamato had deactivated some of her Nagara class escort cruisers, but Musashi had more. She scanned the rosters and all but one of the submarines that Musashi had sent were accounted for.

"How odd." She commented. The Sentoku class submarine I-401 was missing. It had not been declared sunk, but it was missing. Perhaps Yamato had begun to deactivate her subs before she had interrupted. It was of no great concern to her. She sent what remaining subs she had away. After issuing orders to her subordinates, she sat down and looked up at the life-sized nanomaterial puppet of Chihaya Shouzou that she had created. It brought great comfort to her in this time. She sat down and stared out at the Island that had been caught in the Yamato's engine explosion. A good chunk of it was missing and the heat had been enough to set the island afire.

Then Musashi noticed something was off.

Interference levels were rising in the spot where the island was located. At first she passed it off as the fire causing the interference, but as it grew to beyond anything conceivable, Musashi knew something was very wrong. It was unlike anything she had ever seen in a sensor reading and she possessed the best sensors the Fog had to offer. The interference engulfed the entire region and Musashi started to feel a force on her program firewalls.

Then she heard an explosion. Musashi's eyes snapped to her starboard side as a Nagara automatically self-destructed. This event was repeated until all twelve escorting cruisers that had surrounded her self-destructed in rapid succession. She raised her Klein field and activated her weapons. She guessed the interference had something to do with the mysterious explosions. She tried to scan the island with optical sensors, but smoke from the fires was getting in the way.

Almost in response to her probing, the island exploded.

Musashi detected a brief energy discharge of massive proportions before the island was completely annihilated in a huge fireball. A huge roar engulfed the area and the sea was briefly pushed back before it rushed back in to fill the hole where the island once was as a pillar of fire and smoke rose into the sky. Musashi called on several escorts to come to her aid, taking manual control of them so they would not self-destruct from the interference. Their graviton engines surged to bring them to the site of the explosion, encircling Musashi in a circular formation.

Very quickly, Musashi regretted this decision.

The three escorts that were closest to the pillar of fire were totally annihilated as unknown energy beams tore straight through their Klein fields and punched a hole clean through their thin hulls. Missiles emerged from the flames and pounded into Musashi's Klein field with little effect.

"Huh, a hidden human weapon, this is not going to be a-" Musashi was cut short by two large objects breaking a hole in her Klein field and passing straight through her vessel, entering through her bow and exiting out her stern. Several Super-gravity cannon pods were rendered totally useless and they exploded internally, damaging several systems. Musashi felt the effects and noticed this was not all. Shells of absolutely enormous caliber came flying out of the smoke and hit her Klein field with a loud "BOOM" as they weakened her Klein field by a substantial amount.

Then she saw it.

It was only for a brief moment, but outlined against the fire was the shadow of an astronomically large battleship. She could not make out any details other than the fact that it carried massive equipment. Using her optic sensors, she targeted the unknown battleship and fired at it. Six photon beams left her forward cannons and thirty two Corrosive warheads launched out of their tubes.

To her discomfort, they didn't have any effect.

A hailstorm of laser fire erupted from the shadow and downed all of her missiles, detonating the air and filling the sky with pink explosions. As the photon beams closed in, a blue field of lightning flared and the beams were reflected off with considerably less power in a harmless direction. Her surviving Nagara's were not having any better luck.

She resolved to make a hasty retreat and reassess the threat. Musashi spun her vessel around, sending water cascading as she sidekicked the vessel. Unloading all of her remaining ordinance at the enemy ship, she kicked her engines to full and retreated south towards the Bering strait. As she retreated, she looked behind her. The ship had begun to move and the interference moved with it. She watched as her last Nagara's were completely annihilated before she had gotten far enough away that it became impossible to tell what was going on.

She let out her pent up breath. She had escaped. She had a feeling that no matter how much ordinance she fired that ship wasn't going to die. It was not of human origin at all. Humans did not possess railgun technology and moreover it was such advanced railgun technology that it was capable of penetrating through the Fog's strongest Klein field. On top of that, humans were still using rudimentary lasers as armament for their modern warships, something easily blockable for a Fog warship, but the lasers that ship was using rendered Klein fields useless. And judging by the shadow, that ship was beyond large. No human port could have ever fit a ship of such a size.

She wasn't sure how or why the term for the ship came to her, but it did. It was simple, yet effective, and after recent events, brought a sense of terror to her.

"Supership"