The train was finally stopped, workers rushing to help people out of the cars. "Hey Anan, I think you should go... before anyone gets the wrong idea." Rush said, panting for breath while laying on the terrain.
"My shields will still hold... And i'm too tired to move..." Anan replied, also panting for breath while laying down.
"Say any of you seen where Ratte went?" Tucker asked while he sat besides them.
"I think she fell off last I checked." Rush replied. They all turned to look roughly around the area where the cruiser fell before an explosion erupted.
"Well now we know where she went. And that she's probably dead."
Rush punched him in the arm with what energy she had, "How about you go help."
"I warned her she might explode." Tucker replied as he slowly got up and started to walk. He continued to walked through the bushes before finding Ratte wielding a new set of armor, slightly burned too.
Tucker was quite confused, "Where'd you get the new gear?"
"I started glowing casino colors again."
"And then you exploded? Man the engineers have lots of trouble when they deal with a refit if everyone explodes when it happens."
"Shut up." Ratte then slapped him.
Tucker shook his head to regain focus, "Say what happened to the other set?"
"Warp core blew up like you said." Ratte pointed to a pile of burnt metal that didn't look anything like a set of armor.
"Jeezus, a refit when you're about to explode. Talk abut unlucky."
"Stop making jokes about me! Lets go already." Ratte huffed. The tug waved his hand in dismissal and the two started to walk back. Ratte's armor felt weird in a good way, and it was warm. Likely from her previous set exploding in her face. The thing is that the armor felt weird in odd places and it seemed bigger and bulky too. And it had more weaponry. The two ships continued to back to the front of the train where the other two were waiting with Rush trying to tell the workers that Anan was friendly. They didn't seem to take it too well until the admiral and secretary came along.
"What is going on here?" Naropi then called.
"Ma'am, we're trying to find what an Abyssal is doing here."
"She's not an Abyssal like Rush here says. Now go help unload the cars." The workers then saluted quickly before running off.
"Now, That was quite a stunt you pulled in stopping the train, but thank you."
"No problem." Rush replied.
"Of course, and who would you be?" Naropi then turned to Ratte.
Tucker was the one to speak, "Oh, She's Ratte. She somewhat blew up in the bushes when she fell off the train."
"Uh huh. And what caused that? And why does she have a new armor?"
"Her warp core blew. The armor I don't quite know. She says she started glowing again and then exploded."
"Hm. If I remember, her ship spirit did have an experimental core."
Naropi then turned to the admiral, "I don't quite know much of ships. Any idea what she might've turned into?"
The admiral examined Ratte, "Judging from the size of armor and how many guns, possibly a battleship."
The secretary then thought as she muttered to herself, "A tank land battleship, to a cruiser, and then an actual battleship." The secretary continued to comprehend it before deciding to just simply not question it like most.
"Also Admiral, any idea what her ship name is?" Tucker asked.
"Hmm. Well by the looks she is a Feuarke class. Saying she was the name tank of the Ratte class i'm sure its safe to assume her ship name is also Feuarke. I'm sure you tank name won't do no more for you are officially a ship. If you want you can change your name to Feuarke, if you so wish." The admiral replied as he looked at Ratte.
"So what shall it be?"
"I'll change it. From now on I will be known as Feuarke, the name ship of the Feuarke class battleship." Feuarke replied to the Admiral. The armor's warmth then started to shift down to her spine and some to her neck.
"Wise choice. Also I suggest you should rest. You did stop a train and explode. Plus you might be feeling a sharp pain in about..." Feuarke then held her head, letting out a yelp
"...Now." The Admiral then finished his sentence. He then started to stride off to watch how the unloading and other ships were doing.
"I think you should go and rest for now. Dismissed." The secretary then followed after the Admiral, The other three ships supporting Feuarke to the dorm to rest.
Tucker then sniffed the air, "Hey do any of you smell that?" Tucker asked.
"Yea. The train engines should be at the bottom of the sea by now." Rush replied. Anan then let out a short yelp and started to pat Feuarke.
"Ahh! You're on fire!" Rush exclaimed as she too started to help put out the small fire. Tucker continued to tow her to the docks before they put her in the water to put the fires out and start the repairs.
Feuarke sighed, 'The docks yet again.' She watched the holographic timer before dismissing it and reaching towards her clothes to grab the note. She was also careful to not get any water on the paper after drying her hands. The now battleship started to read the new writing on the note, 'Seems like quite a bit of trouble in the past forty eight hours.
'Yes. Quite a lot. The base destroyed, many people killed, runaway train, I explode, then i'm set on fire in my brand new armor, and now i'm here with a sharp pain in my head. Can it get any worse?' Feuarke thought.
'Oh, I forgot. The Feuarke class was the first ship with a prototype that connects to the nervous system. The suit is looking for a spot to connect to your nervous system to improve how good it is in combat. It's basically like a extension of your body, or the ship. That was likely the sharp pain. Although there were only five of the Feuarke class battleship and this prototype was used in the more higher advanced and bigger ships like the Razor carrier.'
More pain went up her spine into her head and the ship felt dizzy, 'How do I stop this?'
'Don't worry. The process will be done in about... a day or two.'
'A day or two! I won't survive that!' Feuarke thought, quite scared.
'It doesn't have a lasting effect. If you make it through of course. That's why the prototype was so dangerous. Although the newer version isn't quite as dangerous and is quite safe.' The note replied.
'I'll be dead by then!' Ratte groaned in her mind.
'I trust that you will survive. After all the Feuarke name ship was the longest lasting of any other Feuarke class. That would be you.' Feuarke then sighed and put the note away before sinking deeper in the water. Some rest should ease the pain, if she can get any rest. The battleship only sighed at everything going on and closed her eyes. Hopefully she can sleep. She then opened her eyes again and grabbed the note, "Say, I never really got your name."
She then waited for a reply, "I thought I told you not to question who I am, but I'll tell you anyways."
"Well?" Feuarke watched the note. She crossed her fingers for she liked the armor and didn't want it to disappear.
"The armor won't disappear, that was a joke. Although I am not of this world but you will know soon enough what I mean. I can't quite give you my name yet, but I will tell you when we meet. For now don't die." The note replied. Feuarke then nodded and put the note away again. Now to rest. Hopefully.
- Meeting room -
Naropi walked up to the Admiral, "Sir, Admiral Gladyshev wishes to speak with you."
"Very well, put him on." He replied as a holographic screen appeared in front of them, the face of a man about his age appearing.
"Ah, I see that you are alive and well. My condolences for what has happened. Now, I hear you have taken in a newcomer. An Abyssal?"
"With due respect, I've told many, and same has she, that she is not an Abyssal."
"I see, then how come she looks and sounds like one?"
"That I do not know, but she has helped us multiple times, and is the reason we are alive." The admiral replied to Gladyshev.
"Very well. Although I do find that hard to believe" Gladyshev says, scratching his chin.
"Even if that is the case, I still recommend keeping a close eye on her" He then said, noticing the admiral was getting annoyed.
"On another note, I heard you have a cruiser with a 'warp fire' ability."
The Admiral stared at Gladyshev, same with Naropi, "And how are you getting this information I ask. And why do you wish to know?"
He smiled softly but said nothing, "A magician never reveals his secrets."
"Gladyshev. We have no time for games like this, our base was decimated mind you. Why did you call?" The Admiral then stated sternly.
Gladyshev then frowned, "To tell you that something is descending from orbit onto an area a few clicks from you. Don't engage it."
"And why is it that we are to not engage it?" Naropi then asked. The Admiral raised his hand and she stopped. The admiral then looked at Gladyshev, wanting him to explain.
"Because whatever it is, it seems to be linked to your new member. And something inside this thing is also linked to this Ratte of yours."
"It Feuarke now. But how is it that it's linked?" The Admiral asked in question
"We are not sure. But scans show that the identity numbers match. Plus whatever this thing is, it's huge. I can't even explain the size of it. If anything we don't want to piss it off. Perhaps we can even use it to help against the war." Gladyshev replied.
"Then mind giving me the reports of this thing?" The admiral asked, still looking into the face of the other admiral.
Gladyshev started to work a few things before a file showed up, "You can look at in your spare time, this will be all I have to say."
"Very well." The Admiral replied before Gladyshev disappeared and then the contents of the file replaced him.
The two looked at the contents. The admiral was the first to speak, "Holy mother of god."
"Are we even going to be able to fight that thing? Yet alone the Abyssals themselves?" Naropi asked.
The admiral looked at his desk, "Lets hope we don't have to."
Feuarke then woke up. Her head still hurt although it wasn't as bad. She looked around, she was hearing someone talk but there was no one around. 'Who is talking?' Feuarke thought as she looked around with no one to be seen.
"I am. Oh sorry about the sudden intrusion." Someone then replied. Feuarke then started to slowly get up as she grabbed a towel besides her to cover herself. She glanced at the timer and then looked around. A minute left.
"Oh please. There's no need to stand up. You should finish what little time left for repairs." The voice reassured.
Feuarke then put the towel back as she sunk back into the tub, "Who are you, and how are you talking to me when there's no one here?"
"I am part of you. I am inside your thoughts. I'm meant to help you in battle, like a battle type artificial intelligence."
"Your telling me that... your my gear?" Feuarke asks, confused and a little scared.
"I guess you can say that, but I am now actually a part of you, saying summoning your gear every time will be a pain. Although what should you call me?" The AI asked. Feuarke was dumbfounded on how her gear was talking to her.
"I can control the gear but i'm technically part of you. Like a second brain. I can also hear what you are thinking. This is somewhat how captains of the Feuarke class was able to control the ship despite not being in it! Although it was only for a certain distance." The AI said enthusiastically and the last part somewhat disappointed.
"So what shall you call me captain?" The AI asked.
"Captain?"
"Well you do have the spirit of the Feuarke so I'm going to say you are the captain." The AI replied
"Um. Ok. Considering how you sound kinda like a guy, why not Dathomire?" Feuarke asked
"Did you just assume my gender?! Well I am an AI so I don't really have a gender. Although Dathomire is quite a good name. I'll go with it." The AI replied.
"Thanks" The battleship said, blushing a bit, "Sorry about assuming your gender but seriously. I thought that was supposed to be left in 2016."
"Well I don't really have any gender for I am a artificial being. 2014 was crazy, same with the following years. I don't quite remember when it stopped though and I prefer not to think about it." Dathomire replied to the ship. Feuarke only smiled and got out of the docks to dry off for the repairs were done.
Here's another chapter for Spirit of Pride, two in a row today. Gordon519 is also going to be taking over the actions of Ratte, or rather now known as Feuarke and he has done a great work in doing so and helping me on this story. Because I am working so much on this story, I'm going to not work on the book two of Dimension jumpers but I will get to that when this story is done. Which I'm sure will be done quite soon at this rate.