Straits of Dover

Kriegsmarine's Elektroboote, 1st European Fog Fleet

Captain Kruger Morgan

"Destruction of Neuroi confirmed, weapon safety engaged. We are out of combat, Captain, but there appears to be 6… no 9 contacts coming to meet us. 6 females and 3 males, all females appear to have…" Sieglinde was reporting when Morgan interupted her.

"I do not require the full explaination, Sieglinde, I can see for myself. Let us meet them topside, shall we? Ah, keep the safety off for 2 of the 20mm guns, incase they turn hostile."

Captain Morgan walked up the steps to get to the deck, ready to begin first contact scenarios. At first, he noticed only the flying girls, so he stood firmly and proudly. Then he saw what was behind them. The revered Admiral Wipeout, but in a different garb than when he last saw him in. Regardless, he snapped to attention, saluting the Admiral.

Straits of Dover

United Nations Marine Corps, Ghost Division

Commander-In-Chief Johnathan Harner

John looked down on the submarine as it surfaced. It looked different from Fleet Admiral Chihaya Gunzou's I-401 yet it fought similarly to it. "Hmm, the length is definitely shorter that I-401 but its AA is designed for offensive use."

He, along with Grinder and Bug, descended to sea level before hovering just over the submarine. At the appearance of the Captain of the boat, John landed on the deck.

"Fleet of one." John challenged

"Fleet of all, the code never lies." The ship's captain replied. "1st European Fog Fleet, Kriegsmarine Elektroboote, Captain Kruger Morgan, Sir."

Then the little girl next to him spoke up. "My name is Sieglinde, U-boat model 3001. I serve the European Fleet and Captain Kruger Morgan."

Wipeout nodded his reply as he reintroduced himself. "Commander-In-Chief Johnathan Harner, United Nations Marine Corps, Admiral Wipeout of the Pacific Fleet. So, Gunzou sent a European fleet? Not what I was expecting but welcome nontheless."

Captain Morgan was expecting some sort of battle theater that he'll be sent into as was the mission reports. Not a world were little girls flew around pantsless, carrying old MG's that should have been way too heavy to carry around casually. He turned his attention back to the Admiral when he realized he was talking.

"…position of the remaining Neuroi. I have 2 men and 3 Witches in the air engaging them. Without the Carrier-Neuroi that you just took out, the push of the remaining Neuroi would just be desperation. So all I need from you is some artillery bombardment from those 127mm guns of yours. Do you understand me Captain?"

"Roger that, sir. Just give me the position and I'll have your rounds in less than 30 seconds." Morgan replied.

"Good, communications channel at 10.2MHz. I'll contact you when I have more information." Wipeout said as he turned around. He sprinted down the deck and launched himself into the air.

Captain Morgan descended back into the ship, Sieglinde trailing behind him. Once in his chair, he re-reads the mission parameters he received the day he walked into the Office of The Admirality Code, located in the Bermuda Triangle.

Flashback

Captain Kruger Morgan walked into the Office slightly nervous. It was the first time he entered HQ. Back at the European base, he was treated with respect, not just due to status but also due to the fact that his skill in combat was far above average. Here, he is lost. But all feelings were lost when he stepped into the main lobby. Each and every man and woman within the lobby stood up and saluted the man, Ensigns to Captains alike.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he walks up to the Information Officer at the counter. Showing his ID, he asks about his assignment. The Info-Officer, an Ensign, scanned his ID once before returning it and handing him a piece of paper. The paper was blank, save some really small words that said, 'Heil Kapitan. Coat of Arms, banners shall fly in the wind. MR-1'

Looking up in confusion, the Ensign could only point to the direction of a signboard before leaving his post for the next shift. Following, the Ensign's finger, he looked at the board to see the directions to certain positions of rooms within the naval base.

Half an hour later, he finally found the room, but when he tried to enter, he was prompted with a password. Typing in what was on the letter, the door opened, to reveal a small room with a metal table and 2 chairs. Taking a seat in one of the chairs, he waited. Mere minutes later, a holographic projection appeared on the other side, revealing to be the revered Fleet Admiral Chihaya Gunzou.

Morgan stood up and saluted the image. "Fleet Admiral Gunzou, sir!"

The hologram was quick to dismiss his salute. Gunzou gestured for Morgan to sit down as he pulled out a piece of paper. The paper was instantly printed out for Morgan to read.

Start Document

Mission Parameters:

Travel to CV2 and assist Admiral Wipeout. Tactical Command of the U-3001 shall be transferred over to the Admiral should the need arise. Kaptain Kruger Morgan is to enter as Lead of European Fleet.

Mission Requirements:

Submergeable Vessel

Offensive Anti-Air Capabilities

50 Kts While Submerged

60 Kts While Surfaced

End Document

The Captain looked up to see the Fleet Admiral's expecting face. Quickly, he accepted the mission, leaving the Fleet Admiral happy. Then, he spoke.

"Captain, while I know this is not our first meeting, this is the first time I speak directly with you. I need you to know something about Wipeout. He is special, not just in skills and ability, he has a secret. It is extremely important that whatever you learn from him is kept to yourself. No intelligence officer may learn of this. Do you understand, Captain?"

"Of course, sir!"

"Good. I trust you, Captain. Please, take care of him, yeah? He's a good man and a great friend. Cutting Connection."

Captain Morgan sighed as the Fleet Admiral logged out. 'Secret? Well, I guess I'll just have to find out.

Flashback End

The Captain sighed again as he re-packed the misson parameters. 'One hell of a secret alright, but if Fleet Admiral Gunzou trusts you, I suppose I can too.'

"Sieglinde, turn us around, follow the man. Load up our missile pods with 10 Standard Missiles and 5 Corrosive. Load our torpedoes pod 1 to 4 with Standard's as well. You'll never know." Morgan ordered as he listened closely to the radio.

"This is Flight Lieutenant Charlotte Yeager broadcasting on all frequencies! We require some support! The Special Assault regiment has been decimated, Neuroi hit us with some sort of fast-firing repeater beam. We couldn't block all the shots!"

"Copy, Flight Lieutenant, this is Ghost Flight, we are enroute, ETA 2 minutes."

"Flight Lieutenant, this is Captain Morgan of the U-3001. Give us the position of the largest target and we shall provide artillery support."

"Roger! Enemy position at Bravo-two-one-six and Charlie-zero-zero-niner!"

"Copy, Missile strike authorised. Missiles out, ETA 20 seconds, over."

"Missiles out, copy, out!"

The Captain nodded as Sieglinde launched 6 Standard missiles over to the designated position. Through the deck cameras and the camera on the missile, Morgan was able to determine the outlay of the battle. From his eyes, he could see that the called position was decimated. Smoke rose from the ground as vehicles burned. He also saw 3 of the flying girls whiz around the Neuroi, MG in hand. The largest one, an orange hair girl with huge bosoms, carried a BAR. Then, he notices how she taps her radio before he hears Charlotte speak.

"Target hit, confirmed Neuroi destruction. We are clear!"

"Copy" Wipeout says in the private channel before switching to the public one. "Attention all units, destruction of Neuroi Forces has been confirmed. Operation complete!"

At that instant, the cheers of the men on the ground, combined with the cheers of the witches roared through the radio. "For fuck's sake! Mute the damn radio!" Wipeout said as he laughed. The feeling of victory was one that he had not felt for a long time. Then he said on a private channel, "Captain Kruger, follow the coordinates that I have transmitted to your ship's mental model."

Folkstone, Brittania

United Nations Marine Corps, Ghost Division

Commander-In-Chief Johnathan Harner

John sat on a stone step near the runway. He had used his speed booster to reach the base faster. Taking out his TACPAD, he read the current positions of the rest of the 501st Joint Fighter Wing and the Kriegsmarine. While the Kreigsmarine is still half an hour out, the rest of his squad and Witches were mere minutes away. Looking up, he could see the tired faces of the Witches and the slightly annoyed face of Wing Commander Minna.

Chuckling, he stood and pulled out a flare gun, inserted a blue flare and launched it in the direction of the returning Witches. The blue ball whizzed by the lead and blew up right in front of Perrine's face, leaving it slightly sooty. But it was a beautiful sight to see in the afternoon like that. The emblem of the Ghost Division was clearly visible from the flare.

As the Witches began their landings, John stood up and grabbed David as soon as he landed. "David, the UCD. Go grab it. It's time I bring my girls to safety."

In an instant, he understood and ran up the castle, looking for the UCD. John walked over to the girls who were on the floor stretching. Finding Minna, he bent over to say something before being punched.

"That was for going so fast and leaving us in the dust!" Minna shouted as she ran over to the man.

John, still shaken, just nodded and looked blankly at Minna. "Im sorry, im sorry, I just need to be back quick. Then I forgot to pull David along so I ended up waiting for you guys anyway."

"What's so important that you needed to reach the base faster than we do? It's not like you're the one doing the paperwork."

"It's the second day since we went over to CV2 remember?"

"Oh yeah, so it is. So you're going to bring those girls back, eh? Good luck."

"I'll be doing it right here, in the middle of the court yard, so everyone can see. I'd hate to have peepers again."

Minna nodded her response as David ran out to the courtyard and began readying the UCD. John fast walked over to him and began helping him set up. The Witches began to look interested at the machine which began to whirl. A white ray of light shot into the sky, competing with the bright orange sunset.

"Right then, David, I'll be back with them in 10 seconds. So start counting." John shouted over the noise of the UCD. Then he walked into it, disappearing, much to the amazement of the Witches.

Maizuru Naval Base

United Nations Marine Corps, Ghost Division

Admiral Johnathan Harner

John walked through the UCD to find the Naval Office empty. Fearing the worst, he draws his pistol, and silently creeps out to the docks. Sneaking through the back door, he noticed that it was recently used, but there was nobody there. Then he noticed footprints heading towards what used to be Mamiya's shop.

He jumped from bush to bush, his combat uniform roughed up. Nearing the shop, he heard voices. Not recognising it, he readied his pistol, ready to strike should there be Abyssals. He opened the door quickly and roughly, pistol out front targeting the first being he could see. "UNMC, Hands up!"

In his heavy combat getup, the ship girls inside could not recognised him and backed up with their hands far up above their heads. The first of the 2 shouted at him in fear. "Okay, okay! Our hands are up, don't shoot!"

Playing along, John switched his aim to the other girl and back to the first. "Names, now!"

The first girl stuttered her ID. "F-Fubuki, first ship of the Fubuki-class Special Type Destroyers, Imperial Japanese Navy."

"Ryuujou, Ryuujou-class Light Aircraft Carrier, Im part of the IJN too! Please, don't hurt us, yeah?" The second girl says, nervous.

"Yeah, I won't hurt you. But perhaps, you girls would want to give some… company to a lonely man like me?" John said suggestively, his eyebrows rising.

"What?! Naw way ya perv!" Ryuujou shouted in disgust.

John chuckled as he come closer to the girls. "Hmm, this kinda fun. I should do this more often"

"Come now, there should be no reason too…" He paused as he lunged for Fubuki. Grabbing her, he tickled her to no ends, making her beg him to stop. "Be afraid of me!"

Ryuujou, who looked a little irked, backed up and grab a chair. "Get offa her ya perv!"

John, who just noticed this, backed up quickly away from the duo. "Hey, hey! I was just kidding! No need to get violent ok?!" He shouted as he tore off his hat, revealing himself to Fubuki.

"Eh? John-kun? Is that really you? You're an asshole, you know that?" Fubuki said as she realised who the man was. "Oh yeah, Ryuujou-san, this is Admiral John Harner, our current Admiral."

Ryuujou just nodded her greeting, suspicious of the man.

"Ah right, Fubuki-chan, are you done packing? We need to move." John asked as he checked his watch.

"Yes, we are too meet at the courtyard in an hour's time. Shall we head over there now?" She replied.

"Yes, we need to go within 2 hours, there's so many things that I want to show you girls. While this place is nice and all, wheres's the gold, you know?" John said as he walked out of the shop, Fubuki and Ryuujou in tow.

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1 Hour Later

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John stood in his combat uniform, leaning against a flag pole in the courtyard. Pistol on his hip, he took out a stick of candy and chewed on it. He watched as the last of the ship girls gathered in the courtyard. Sendai and Naka walked up to him and mumbled an apology while bowing, expecting some sort of physical punishment.

John regarded the girls for a bit before raising both hands high above his head, making the gesture like one would make when you're about to slap someone. This made the girls flinch in fear. Then he lightly patted them, much to their surprise.

"You know as much as I do that I would never do anything to hurt you guys. Im sorry I left you, I thought you guys would be fine with Nagato-san or Fubuki-chan in charge." He said as he continued to give them the head pats.

Once he finally let go, he turned to address the rest of the girls. "Today marks the end of this world. While many of you harbour feelings to this world, I regret having to inform you that this may well be the last time that you will ever see this world. Today, I shall bring you to another world, a world that still needs your help but a world where you can survive and thrive."

John turns towards the gate and stretches out his hand, gesturing for the girls to head through. "Good luck, I shall see you on the other side." He shouts as he runs and jumps through the portal.

"Well, here goes nothing!" Fubuki says as she held hands with Mutsuki and Yuudachi and jumped into the portal the same way John did.

The rest of the girls looked at each other before walking in one by one.

That was a long one. Thanks again all for reading this fanfic. Please review as those are very much welcome. See you next chapter for, Ghost Division: Coat Of Arms.