Hello viewers, this would be my "real" fanfic for the first time! Inspired by the game and anime Kantai Collection, known in short as Kancolle, I attempted to continue the storyline left over from the last episode of the anime, where I would come up with the storyline of my own, with relevance with the characters involved, either in the game, anime or so on, just so you know. Cheers!
Please take note that with the involvement of other naval powers of World War Two in the upcoming story, and with the game and anime itself insufficient of characters required for the storyline, I'll have to include other ships from real life history, and from the game World of Warships, where my new characters that will be subsequently introduced into the story will come from. But no worries, just warships from both World Wars are involved, so stay worry free about AEGIS destroyers, nuclear submarines (although world-war-era submarines do come into my mind for the story), Tomahawk missiles, F-22 jet fighters, et cetera.
On the other hand, I would like to present my utmost sincere appreciation to the user nimblefire for being extremely supportive and encouraging for me myself to step in this field of creating my very own fanfiction, being helpful in pointing out my mistakes in the storyline and providing useful suggestions and critics for my story, even though she's not in line with me regarding the genre and the plots that I'm currently writing on. I do suggest that readers can proceed to read her fanfiction "Flame In The Dark", based on the anime Fullmetal Alchemist (FMA), as I would like to thank her for her support all along. Thanks, nimblefire!
Last but not least, please remember that I owned nothing from the game and anime Kancolle and (later on) World of Warships, I am just contributing my own storyline. If you have any idea, suggestions and critics regarding this story, feel free to write in the comment sections below, I am always wide open for suggestions and improvements anytime. Plus, I'll update my storyline as soon as possible and whenever my time permits, as I am currently pursuing my Pre-University study, therefore any inconvenience caused is much regretful. Not forgetting many thanks for all viewers!
It's already 1:30 a.m. in the morning. The skies across the horizon were nothing but pitch black, decorated by only the dim moonlight that offered at least some degree of brightness to the already sleeping Yokosuka Naval District on the east coast of the Nation of Rising Sun. With most, if not all of its occupants already wandering amongst the dreamland, the arena which is usually hustle and bustle with life has fallen to its serenity and peaceful scene.
But this night was a little bit different. 3 of the occupants are still awake. Unable to fell asleep, they are being bothered by something.
"I really wonder what those noises are about poi." Yuudachi voiced. She starred out from her dormitory room into somewhere of the dark sky, looking curiously at the source of the noises, seemingly searching for it.
"Hmmm…well, there looks like noises from propellers. Most probably from engines of planes." Fubuki answered, standing right beside her, looking at the same direction as her.
"But where? I don't see any planes anywhere. Too dark to see, maybe. Quite odd." Mutsuki replied, feeling bit of frustration that she couldn't see any of the objects which stirred up her curiosity just moments ago.
"Hold on," Yuudachi said. Soon after, she pointed towards the moon, gesturing the other two to follow her to the source. "There! There! I saw it. Not it, but them poi!"
There aren't just single, but plural. Planes flying in formation, with the larger ones, presumably military transport planes, surrounded by a few smaller ones, most likely fighter escorts that provided constant aerial cover and protection to the vital "payloads" inside those transport planes.
And there wasn't just one, but multiple formation of planes flying one after another. The fact that they flew in line, one after another and somehow didn't collide or jinxed among one another is quite astounding, given such low visibility condition that they were currently flying in right now.
"I saw them…why there are so many planes all of the sudden? Is there anything going to happen soon? I'm worried." Mutsuki looked at those planes in the sky, deep inside her heart she wondered what are the purposes of that really unusual sight that currently unfolds right in front of them.
"Heh, you worried too much Mutsuki-chan. Maybe there're just some official matters going on with the admiral. Maybe there's a meeting between them or so later. Those planes are foreign planes. Maybe some important figures from other countries are coming to meet our admiral." Fubuki patted her head while explaining, comforting her.
"Wow. How do you know they don't belong to us poi?" Yuudachi asked her, quite in astonishment that her roommate know something she can't even figure out right away.
"Look at those planes' body." Fubuki pointed towards the planes as they move across their view. "There are various kinds of insignia and emblem painted on each of them. And none of those are from our own, Japanese ones." Fubuki replied.
Indeed, those planes originated from several other countries. First, they saw ones that looked alike a "plus" sign, with each of its end becoming wider up till its tips compared to the middle. Without any doubt, they quickly knew that those are the Iron Cross, representing one of the two major allies of Japan in the Second World War, or with detail, their brother-in-arms on the other side of the globe at that time. Those planes, are from Germany.
Next up, they saw planes with quite simple roundel designs, a red circle in the middle, with a white circumference on its outside and a blue one as the outermost layer. Put it quite simply, they're from the United Kingdom. Thinking back, with not much fighting that existed between these two nations except for some skirmishes in the early and late months of the Pacific War, the Japanese didn't really hold much grudges against the Brits, since commenting with a philosophical mindset, they were just having an empire as the ones Japan dreamt of having one so much back then.
Thirdly, it's almost the same shape and design with the previous ones, just this time their colours altered from the other. Green in the middle, with white ones circling as first layer before the red ones as its outer layer. They're from Italy, Japan's second most important ally after Germany. Not much roleplay in the East compared to Germany, Fubuki guess.
Then, comes the one with (again) the same design, also with different colour schemes compared with the previous two. Or with a more direct approach, just an opposite with the United Kingdom: Red on the outermost layer, and blue in the middle. France, being the fourth in line, and (again), same with the British, the far-flung distances separating the two never really put both of them into direct fierce combat against each other in the war.
Following Italy, the plane formation is quite huge, which completely paled out those from other countries. With like three or four large planes in the middle, surrounded by like a dozen or two smaller ones in virtually all direction, this provided the best protection for the occupants in the middle of the formation. In this large group of planes, it's not difficult to notice their emblem: A white star with dark blue circle as its background, with some sort of blue, plus white and red stripes running across both ends like a medal on a strip. This stunning discovery, combined with the scale of the formation that passed in front of them like swarm of bees, rekindled their memory regarding the histories they had with the nation of the said emblem, or be more exact: Pacific War. This immediate realisation quickly sent shivers down their spines, but the three girls still held out well. There could be unmistaken proof, that the said country belongs to Uncle Sam - United States of America.
Last but not least, there came the ones that really did the job of keeping those girls at bay, or to-be-honest, right in their hearts. With red coloured stars bordered with thin lines of blue, white then again red painted on their planes, struck them hard in their memories. Even with the signing of the non-aggression pact by both Japan and the said country on the outbreak of World War Two, which, enabled the Japanese military to focus their empire's expansion southwards and safeguarded their northern flank, yet at the end, that nation almost destroyed their home country, their people and most importantly, their identity of being a Japanese. To tell the truth, the Americans did the most in curtailing their plans of establishing a Greater East Asia Empire by jeopardising their ambitions and murdering so many of her comrades, but its that nation that almost wiped them off the face of Earth. It's Russia, formally known as the Soviet Union.
They starred vividly into the night sky, watched silently as the planes passing over the shoreline of the Naval District, one after another. With the planes faded into the night sky as the dark surroundings slowly embraced them, the three girls moved away from the window, quite astonished by what they just saw moments before.
"Well, that quite amazing poi! I never saw a scene like those in my entire life ever before!" Yuudachi exclaimed, but she kept it to a relatively low volume as not to startle the other occupants of the Destroyer's Dormitory.
"Yup you're right. I've never seen such an amazing view before! Planes from different nations gathered altogether, flying in a unison at the same time and in the same space? There must be something going on. Right, Fubuki-chan?" Mutsuki looked at Fubuki.
"Agreed. There must be something going on with the admiral." Fubuki fell silent for a moment before she spoke. "Wait a sec…those six countries: Germany, Italy, United Kingdom, France, United States, Russia…maybe thinking of something striking, aren't they?" Fubuki asked, with her mind twist-and-turned with facts that are getting relevant with what they just saw.
"What is it Fubuki-chan? I see… do you mean that all of them are the major naval powers of World War Two? All those emblems, planes…from what I can relate, they belong to the Kriegsmarine, Regia Marina, Marine Nationale, Royal Navy, United States Navy, Voyenno-morskoy flot SSSR…Wow, they all are somehow connected poi!" Yuudachi said, with a bright bulb suddenly hovering over her head.
"I guess right? Which means, something very important might be going to happen, or otherwise, already happening right now. Those things, I'd figured, very possible to be closely related to the sea, the ocean, and ultimately, ourselves." Fubuki said in a serious tone, seemingly justifying her thoughts with the two others.
"But what is it?" More question marks appeared in Mutsuki's mind." Isn't the Abyssal Fleet already been utterly destroyed during Operation MI couple of months ago? I thought that there would be no such problems anymore?" Curiously, Mutsuki came out with this question. The other two remained silenced for some moment, their mind scrambling for the most appropriate answer before Fubuki broke the silence.
"Based on my opinion, if for the time being, yes, and according to Ooyodo-san, all the reports from the reconnaissance missions conducted at those locations where the Abyssal Fleet once existed in the months following Operation MI confirmed that there are no enemy fleet still present in any of those areas."
"Which means….?" Mutsuki asked.
"Means that, supposedly, there should be no such threat for now." Fubuki paused, gulped before resuming. "Therefore, regarding the flyover that we had witnessed just now, none of us has any vivid ideas of what's going on right now. Maybe it's just a meeting to improve cooperation and diplomatic relations between us and the other countries? Maybe it's just a meeting to conduct wargaming exercises to improve military cooperation? Think about it, who knows? Right?"
Yuudachi and Mutsuki nodded in agreement.
"But since there's no news or hints from the admiral's office, hence let's just keep our guesses, a matter of our own. There's no need for consultation or inquiry for now, considering not many around here might now about this. For the current moment, I guess the best action to take is to wait for the Secretary Ship Nagato for the updates. If there's really a big matter going on, Nagato-san will surely inform us real soon. Besides, there's no use to worry over something that is barely solid for now, I guess, since we still got more stuffs to be bothered with recently poi." Yuudachi commented.
They both agreed simultaneously.
"Wow! Fubuki-chan, Yuudachi-chan, you two really grown up, aren't you?" Mutsuki answered, surprised of their answer. Yuudachi immediately giggled at Mutsuki's response, while Fubuki just laughed sheepishly.
"It's quite late now, shouldn't we go to bed already? It's almost 2:30 a.m." Mutsuki, attempted to throw her two seniors off their funny moments, gestured at the clock on the wall in their dormitory room. "We still got training tomorrow morning, remember? Don't wanna get caught being late for exercises."
"Yup, you're right. It's better to be the early bird than late!" Fubuki yawned, stretching both her arms into the air as her sleepiness gradually overcame her. She climbed onto her bed, followed by her roommates. "Nice hay, see ya'll in the morning!"
"Night!" Mutsuki and Yuudachi replied in unison, as the dreamland quickly overcame all of them. Nice dream, by the way.