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Has thou has not gone against sincerity.

Has thou not felt ashamed of thy words and deeds.

Has thou not lacked vigor.

Has thou exerted all possible efforts.

Has thou not become slothful.

A mysterious fleet appeared from within the great depths of the ocean. To mankind these threats would become known as Abyssals. Their ranks varied from naval Destroyers to super Dreadnoughts. Their merciless attacks ultimately proved to be overpowering and would eventually drive Humanity from the seas. In Mankind's darkest hour a new set of heroines would take up arms and fight back. They were girls who possessed the Spirits of Warships from years past, known as the Fleet Girls. Equipped with specialized weapons called Outfits, the Fleet Girls were born with a unique ability to defend the high seas from their unrelenting aquatic opponents. With their assistance, a mission to take back the sea in the name of Mankind is about to commence. This is Humanity's last chance.

Except this is not their story.

This is not the story of a Destroyer who has enlisted into the Naval Base. Rather, this is the story of a leader. One who has guided the Fleet Girls through countless struggles. A leader who has observed many battles, one who holds the very lives of those girls in their hands.

This is the story of the leader, known as the Admiral.

On the roof of a secluded building, in middle of the night city of Tokyo. Stands a youth with black hair and dark brown eyes. Garbed with a white navy uniform and a white officers cap held in hand. He couldn't remember how he got up to the roof in the middle of the night. But what did grab his attention was a single figure standing in the railings. Wearing a single white dress.

Did some kind of party happened inside the building? That was the question that popped up inside the boy's head. It isn't unusual for the Military to hold celebrations. Naturally they would hold parties when Recruits are graduating, or someone earning a medal of honor, or a promotion. But he had a feeling that wasn't the case.

Now, the important question was how did he got here? What was he doing? And what was this girl doing, staring at the city? Was she waiting for someone? That was one of the many questions that came into the young man's head. And he felt that this girl might have all those answers to his ridiculous questions.

And so, the boy decided that he might as well approach her and ask anyway. It's not like he has anything important to do. But before he can open his mouth just as he is within a few distance from her. The girl suddenly turns around to gaze at the teen.

Beautiful.

That was the only way to describe the girl currently facing the boy. Now that he had gotten a better look at her, she looked only a few years younger than himself. Light dark payot hair with a small ponytail at the back. Bright brown eyes with a tint of green. Her attire consists of a white gown, with white short dress gloves. On her head rests a silver tiara embedded with a ruby. She also wears a silver necklace embedded with a white stone. But what really caught his attention was a silver ring resting on the girls left ring finger, and a smile that almost made him flush.

Although neither has ever spoken a single word. The young boy could already tell that the girl was speaking to him directly from her heart.

And then the girl spoke.

"I**ov******an***!" "Yes, I****st*y**!"

Naval Base HQ: Admiral's Private Quarters.

"Ugh…"

Opening his eyes, the boy now finds himself waking up to his room at 4:26 AM. The only sounds heard in his room is the ringing telephone hanging in the wall.

"Geez, its not even five and already Nagi-chan is calling me at this hour." The teen groaned before standing and heading towards the phone and picking it up.

"This is Yamamoto speaking, is there any particular reason why you're calling me this early?"

"My apologies for waking you up so early Admiral." A mature female voice replied. "But I would like to report to you that the Fourth Fleet had recently located the enemy Base and are now returning from their expedition."

"Did any of the girls suffer injuries while out on their mission?"

"Kuma and Tama has so far shown no signs of damage. Atago however has sustained light damage. While Haruna and Kirishima has taken the full barrage of the enemy attack. as for Shoukaku she had been struck by an enemy torpedo but it's not too severe." The Secretary Ship replied.

Satisfied by her report the Admiral nodded. "Alright, if nothing else then you, Mutsu, and Ooyodo should take a good rest as soon as the Fourth Fleet arrives back. I'll organize a Fleet to prepare for the upcoming operation. And before you go, is there anything else I should be informed of?"

"Yes, the Special Type Destroyer that you have requested should be arriving at the Naval District at 7:00 AM. This morning."

"Excellent, you did a good job Nagi-chan. I always knew I could count on you." The Admiral smirked. Although they were speaking through the telephone, he could tell that his Secretary Ship is blushing over at the control room. "Erm- I…understood Admiral, please excuse me." And with that, the phone is hung.

"Well, might as well prepare for another day." The Admiral nodded to himself before taking a morning shower and getting ready for another day at his home Naval Base.

Naval Base HQ: Admiral's Office.

After eating his favorite Omurice Curry for breakfast, the young Admiral wearing his iconic white uniform and cap, is now currently sitting in his office with a cup of coffee standing at the side of the table. Filing paperwork and preparing plans for the next operation.

Now you're probably wondering why a teenager is placed in charge of Humanity's last line of defense against the underwater abominations from the ocean. Well to tell the circumstance of how the boy got the job. You will have to learn of the current situation.

It all started when these creatures called the Abyssals surfaced and started wreaking havoc across the coasts and islands all over the world. All the current ships and planes built today were annihilated in a matter of days. Communications across the globe was cut off instantly. And the earths Military, despite its advanced technology stood no chance against the Abyssals vicious onslaught. Ultimately driving the surviving Humans inland. Of course, that didn't stop Bombers from raiding cities and settlements.

Just when all hope seemed to be lost. Humanity made a miraculous discovery. That discovery was in the form a girl. Despite looking like an average Human with her own personality just like everyone else. That girl was no ordinary Human. For she possesses the Spirit of a Warship with memories and armaments from the Second World War era.

The scientists and Navy quickly develop and mobilize Humanity's newest weapon against the Abyssals eventually reclaiming part of their waters and forcing their enemies on the defensive. In time Mankind's saviors would later be called the Fleet Girls, or Ship Girls.

But then lies a problem. Despite their success the Fleet Girls were highly disorganized, and their tactics are a mess. It didn't take long for the Ship Girls to suffer casualties of their own. To make matters worse, most of the Military Generals and Admirals were killed during the initial invasion of the Abyssals.

And so, a solution was made. Mankind would have to start over from scratch. Recruiting the next generation of Admirals regardless of Race, Age, and Gender. These Admirals will become the hands that held the Fleet Girls as their Swords.

That is where our Admiral comes in. And his name is Mato Yamamoto. (or Yamamoto Mato 4 U Nippon's and fellow Weaboo's) Descendant of the Legendary Marshal Admiral Isoroku Yamamoto.

Mato was born at the Naval Base at the island. There he would spend his infant years with his father, Kazuo Yamamoto. Admiral of the Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force. At his early childhood Mato would then travel to Tokyo to attend school where he became an instant prodigy.

Unfortunately, Kazuo is reported to be MIA soon afterwards. Nobody knows what happened during that time. Or whether he is Alive or Dead.

Learning of his father's fate Mato resolved to pick up where he had left behind and continue his father's battle. Instead of entering a university in Kyoto. Mato enlisted at the JSMDF at the age of ten. Where he would spend four years training at the National Defense Academy of Japan. And a one-year Officers course at the Naval Academy Etajima.

At the age of 16 Mato spent his Military Service as Rear Admiral for three months. Where he would be promoted to Vice Admiral for two months before finally being promoted to Admiral and assigned to his own Naval District. There the 17-year-old Mato and his Secretary Ship Nagato would stand at the frontline together with his girls and le-*KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK* "Excuse me, hello Commander."

"Wha-" Mato was suddenly dragged out of his Totally Epic and Awesome Backstory! When the door to his office opened and a girl entered his chambers wearing a white and dark blue serafuku. The two luggage's she brought was a light green shoulder bag and a large light brown backpack with an umbrella sticking out.

"I'm Fubuki." "Reporting in for duty." The girl introduced herself as she is saluting her Commander. Bright brown eyes staring straight at his darker brown counterpart.

Mato had handpicked his newest Ship Girl a month ago. So, he knew that this is the Special Type Destroyer that would be influential towards his and Nagato's plans. And with the Fourth Fleet recent discovery of an Abyssal Base. Her involvement would come into play very soon.

Light dark payot hair with a small ponytail at the back. Bright brown eyes with a tint of green.

Now that he had gotten a closer look at the Destroyer. Mato noticed that she looked suspiciously like the girl in the white dress that appeared in his dream last night.

Or maybe it's her that appeared in his dream?

Pushing his thoughts aside he has decided to speak up after noticing her right arm trembling due to not lowering her arm. "At ease Cadet." The young Admiral stood up from his desk and walking towards her just as she lowered her right arm. And finally stopping at the front his desk, arms at his back.

"I am Admiral Mato Yamamoto, and on behalf of the Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force. I hereby welcome you to the frontlines." The Commander finally introduced himself as his right arm reached out to shake her hand.

"Uh~ yes, I am looking forward to working with you Commander Yamamoto Sir." The Ship Girl meekly accepting his handshake and grasping her soft hand on his white glove.

"Introductions aside, I should probably inform you of the current situation." Mato began. "A week ago, the Fourth Fleet has been deployed out on the expedition. Their mission, to scout for any Abyssals and Resources. During the operation Fleet Four entered a skirmish with the enemy Fleet. Which in turn lead to the discovery of an Abyssal Base occupying the seas around the Naval District. As you can see, I am currently organizing a large-scale Fleet to prepare for the upcoming battle. In which you, will be participating as the latest member of the Third Torpedo Squadron."

The Destroyers eyes soon widened. Realizing what her Commander had planed for her ever since she has arrived at the Naval District. Fubuki stutters "Wait, you don't mean-"

"That's right." Mato confirms, the Operation had commenced the moment the Fleet Girls newest Recruit stepped fourth into Headquarters. "You and the rest of your Comrades are going to be the first one's diving head first into enemy territory."

"WHAT!? B-but I haven't received any formal training!" Fubuki cried out. She may had been educated, but not once! Had Destroyer ever set foot on the water.

"Everyone knows that the best way to learn is under intense life-threatening pressure. Think of this as initiation." The youth simply replied, "You'll be fine. I'm pretty sure that you would be able learn as you go."

"It's not that, it's well, umm…" Fubuki trying to find the right words to say. "It's actually my first day here at this Navy District. I'm not so sure I can be of much help here. Especially when I'm suddenly thrusted into battle." The young girl admitted.

Everyone in Japan had heard stories about Mato Yamamoto's exploits. A peerless Admiral whose tactical geniuses far surpasses all the General's of the highest rank. A young man who never lost a single Ship Girl. It was because of the Commander that Fleets like The First Carrier Group remain undefeated. Mato became the pride and joy of the Japanese Maritime-Self Defense Force. An inspiration to all the aspiring Admirals. Mankind's hope bringer in the war against the Abyssals. Mato is so famous that he was called "The Second Coming of Isoroku Yamamoto." It was said that Mato can easily turn the most incompetent Ship Girl into a powerful Warship capable of destroying an entire Fleet all by herself.

"I know what you are thinking Fubuki some those stories you may have heard were mostly exaggerated. Those Destroyers and Submarines really like to mess around with the internet." Due to the Black Cloud generated by the Abyssals communications through the radio and network became limited due to the mist acting as an EMP. Fortunately simply driving them out would be enough to dissipate the clouds.

"Of course, on to the matter of another subject. Fubuki you are a Special Type Destroyer correct?" The teen asked.

"Yes sir." The girl replied nonchalantly. Confused as to why the Commander would ask her such a question.

"As I understand the Imperial Japanese Navy Lead Ship Fubuki is the world's first modern Destroyer. Which served as a precursor to all the later Destroyers built by the rest of the world. You, are considered the most powerful Destroyer in your Class who has participated in all of the major battles until your Sinking at the Battle of Cape Esperance during the Pacific War." Mato explained at his desk before facing Fubuki and leaning forward at his desk. Both hands planted on the surface and staring straight at her eyes. "Do you know what this means?"

"That. I'm, the Mother of all the other Destroyers?"

The young Admiral couldn't help but chuckle at her answer. "Close, but not the kind of answer I was looking for."

And then Mato spoke "Fubuki, you hold the key to unlocking the door that could very well either lead Humanity towards their Salvation, or their Extinction. I'm not going to lie, I put a lot of funding and effort to get you to skip your Training Regimen and pull you here as fast as I could. The Abyssals are getting a lot more decisive in the past years. And I'm not the kind of Admiral who would sit back without taking a huge risk." And with that Mato slouched back to his char to resume his paperwork.

"Well I kept you here for long enough, you are hereby Dismissed." Mato concluded as the Fubuki saluted once again before attending to her two bags. "And remember you are assigned to Torpedo Squadron Three. One the members should be here to guide you on your way out." Referring to the lead Destroyer Mutsuki.

Fubuki nodded at her Commanders reminder before taking her luggage and exiting the office. But before the young girl could close the door the two stared at each other in silence. After what felt like a minute, actually a few seconds had passed. Fubuki then gave a small smile towards Mato.

"Thank you very much, Mato."

The Destroyer finally closes the door. Leaving the Admiral alone in his office once again.

'She really does look a lot like that girl in white.' The Admiral thought aloud.

AUTHORS NOTE:

And that, ladies and gentlemen is the completion of the first of many chapters that will be posted on my new series. Keep in mind that this is my Very First Fanfic that I have wrote so it might take some time for me to write in another chapter. That said this story will be taking place in the Anime Adaptation, so I may or may not add in a few changes now that our Admiral is going to take a much more interactive role. If you enjoy my story, please follow my story comment your reviews and add this to your favorites. It might inspire me to write more earlier.

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