The wind blew lightly as several large ships of war sailed almost silently through the water save for the water breaking upon their bows, there were three ships in all one newly built Battle cruiser assigned as flagship she carried a compliment of 2000 crew in all with a platoon of 100 marines aboard. She was armed with eight 23.5cm 65 Cal triple guns, eight 10.5cm 50 Cal double guns, six phalanx anti-air and anti-missile platforms, two sea wolf dart missile launchers, one surface to air missile silo and a hanger carrying two lynx helicopters and one Viper attack helicopter. The other two ships were standard class heavy cruisers with similar armaments save for the triple guns.

Upon this particular voyage the Captain and officer in command of the fleet was the newly appointed Commodore Blazer of the Scottish Navy. Several years ago the Scottish government voted for independence from the United Kingdom, the vote passed and Scotland separated from the UK. Surprisingly Scotland flourished dramatically, the ship yards were one of the first things to reopen and hordes of young and old engineers, students and veterans began work on building the new Scottish navy. Distilleries went back into full production with the demand for Scottish whiskey from the United States, China and Japan as well as the majority of countries in Europe. North Sea oil went to its highest price in years but still stayed just below that of the Arabic and Russian oil prices. It had been a long time since Scotland had seen such prosperity, the newly built navy and armed forces were soon tested however when the Argentinians once again invaded the Falkland Islands over their continued dispute with the United Kingdom regarding ownership of the land.

The Scots military was quick to aid the United Kingdom's task force boosting their numbers in ships, man and air power; it was here that the new Commodore received his merit for promotion. A Captain at the time of the breakout of war he saved the lives of many upon several ships when they came under air attack by refusing to retreat, instead he held his ground, despite their ships being heavily damaged they staved off the attack and the act of bravery earned the captain his promotion. He was a modest man, he stood around 6ft 3 with long blond hair which he kept neatly tied in a braid, and his uniform resembled that of the British Navy uniform except for the Saltire above the left breast pocket and upon the upper right arm of the coat.

The Commodore lay resting upon his bunk within his cabin as he thumbed his way through a book about the Napoleonic wars and how the navy was in those days. All was quiet and still until the whole ship shuddered and groaned, the Commodore wasn't overly concerned but was rather annoyed when a voice interrupted the silence of his cabin. "Commodore please report to the bridge immediately." He sighed and yawned putting the book down on his bedside table when he observed a glass of water and the water inside was moving as though the glass was being tipped over, "How odd"
He pulled on his coat and made his way to the bridge despite more shuddering and more groaning coming from the ship, "Report."
"Electrical disturbance sir, five miles ahead and closing."
"Weather report?"
"Weather instruments and Operations meteorgical centre report no such storm sir."

The Commodore looked out of the window and picked up a pair of binocular to try and get a better look. Outside what appeared to be a storm was coming their way except instead of dark clouds like one would expect he saw a green fog that seemed to rise from the sea itself as lightning bolts scattered across the sky like searching fingers.
"Sound general quarters, all stop, put us into full reverse, let's stay clear of this if we can."
Sounding general quarters sir"
"Full reverse aye aye sir."

The crew sprang into action just as the Commodore had come to expect of them, they were all highly trained and now they were ready for the real world, they would follow his every command to the letter even if it meant giving up their own lives for one another. The alarm for general quarters sounded and the ship's crew began closing the hatches and stowing away anything and everything that wasn't needed at that time. Soon the ship slowed to a halt and within a few moments had begun to slowly move into reverse, only it seemed as though they weren't going anywhere.
"We're at full reverse?"
"Yes sir full reverse."
The Commodore looked through his binoculars again and saw the storm had moved just as swiftly as his crew had acted and was bearing down upon them, it seemed to be dragging his ships towards itself for some reason.
"All hands brace." He called out as the storm enveloped the three ships