Me: And welcome to "Double-Crossed and Back into the Fray, which I am sad to say is not going entirely on schedule.
Phineas: Well, mainly just not as popular as we estimated.
Me: But, that's life, win or lose you see the battle through, so we would love to thank everyone who continues to read and review on this Fanfiction, THANK YOU ALL!
Phineas: Yeah, you folks rock, and keep up your own stories as well.
Me: Speaking of which, anyone heard from Princess Rosalie Hale, I haven't in a week or two, and she was the one writing the next chapter for "The Turning of the Tables."
Phineas: Kinda an important role, y'know.
Me: Wow, this is the longest pre-chapter author's note yet; we actually have something to talk about!
Phineas: But now we'll have nothing to talk about for the post-chapter comments.
Me: … Dang you!
The OWCA:
The horizon was painted a vivid orange as the morning sun just peaked over the chilling ocean, casting faint rays of warmth along the sky. Perry, Kiki, and Pinky shivered, the night had by no means been a warm one, and there were a few more minutes of flying left in their operation.
Well, the Ruhe is right there on the horizon, Perry said, pointing to the low silhouette of the mighty battle ship. How are we going to assist now?
We do not want to be on the ship after the Suzuya finds her, Kiki said, pointing to the rear where the smoke from the Suzuya was just visible. So we'll need to keep a watch on her. Perry nodded, and pulled the hovercraft low, barely skimming the waves.
I'll go in… Perry said, handing the controls over to Pinky. Pinky knows how to drive American, no offense Perry said, looking back sheepishly at Kiki, who threw him a sarcastically annoyed look and you're the best fighter of the UK the look changed to an embarrassedly pleased one. If I do not succeed, then at least you two will be able to carry on the mission. With a final salute to his fellow agents, Perry dove backwards into the frigid waters.
He resurfaced gasping, his muscles spasmodically shivering upon contact with the nearly frozen sea. Perry's beaver-tail snapped into action, and he flew toward the ship like a torpedo, fully determined and ready for his mission. It must be the captain, then the motors, if there's time. He thought to himself, back flipping onto the main battle deck, and looking up at the first of three eighteen inch rifles.
(A/N, for those not a total WWII nerd like myself, a little bit of background. IJN Yamato was a ship that had the largest naval guns in history, 18", and the Ruhe is based off of that ship. The Suzuya is based off of another Japanese ship, the IJN Suzuya, which featured five turrets of eight inch guns and was a light cruiser. Thus concludes history class for the fanfic.) And yes, I know, speaking German, Japanese ships… Axis powers, BUT I SUPPORT AMERICA OKAY!
Perry flattened himself on the main pagoda styled bridge, avoiding the thousands of NA sailors who patrolled the wood paneled decks. He back-flipped, then front-flipped, head over feet, feet over head up the side of the massive bridge. Perry twisted in between massive guns, numerous small machine guns, and other Neuer Auftrag soldiers. He finally appeared just outside the bridge, and eyeing the captain suspiciously, dove inside.
The Gang (Ferb, D-Ferb, Emily, Fireside Girls, Irving, Buford, Baljeet.)
Ferb paced the deck of the Suzuya anxiously, his eyes fixed on the horizon while flitting back to D-Ferb on the fire-control deck. He was temporarily captain of the ship as Phineas was his step-brother. Emily came up behind him, offering Ferb a coat for protection against the frigid air whipping around them. He accepted it gratefully, and then pulled her in close.
"When the battle begins, I want you below decks, understand?" he whispered low, raising his hand to signal D-Ferb. Loud mechanical whirring filled the morning air as the turrets raised themselves, mighty eight-inch guns gleaming in the sun.
"I want to see this through with you," she said, shaking her head. Ferb grimaced; he didn't want this to be much of an argument.
"You can still be a part of the landing party, just be safe for the duel, please?" he pleaded, looking Emily eye to eye. She nodded softly, and turned to go, a weak smile showing on her pale face. Emily gritted her teeth, spun around quick, gave Ferb a peck on the cheek, and then bolted below decks. Ferb stood in shock for a moment, his face a blood red color.
"Ah-hem," he said to no one in particular, clearing his throat. Ferb loosened his collar before reaching down and shoving cotton into his ears. He raised his hand again, and then snapped his wrist down with a vengeance.
"FIRE!" D-Ferb shouted, barking orders to the commanders of gun turrets one, two, and three, which were in the front. The world stood still for Ferb as the ice cold silence of the morning air was shattered by thunderous explosions. The ship bucked and heaved as it launched six eight-inch (A/N the inch of a shell is how thick it is diameter wise) projectiles toward the Ruhe. The turrets snapped back to cruising level as men rushed to get them reloaded.
"Ten seconds!" Ferb shouted aft of the bridge as columns of water erupted around the enemy ship. "Lower six degrees, point three to port!" he shouted D-Ferb relaying orders down to the gun commanders.
"Leave it to a Brit to know naval orders," D-Ferb joked back, watching as Ferb paced the deck, the turrets rising again into firing position. The guns barked to life again, a horrid whistling noise following as the shells raced toward the Ruhe. Miss, miss, hit. A sheet of flame illuminated the enemy battle ship as two shells slammed into the aft deck near the latter turret. Seconds later another sheet of flame blasted from the ship, this time in front. Ferb's eyes narrowed, and then he dove for the deck.
"Blast!" he shouted, as six columns of water rocked the Suzuya, splashing the numbing water all over Ferb. He cursed silently and rushed inside the bridge, this was going to be a long fight.
Phineas and Isabella:
Phineas: Finally
Me: Shut up, no mid story comments!
Isabella woke to the violent rocking of the ship, nearly falling out of her hammock as something slammed hard into the decks above and next to the prison hold. She sat up slowly, a tad shell shocked. Isabella stepped out of the hammock, and leaped back into it. Her feet had slid into frigid water; the ship was beginning to flood slowly.
"Phineas!" she called over and Phineas fell out of his hammock in surprise.
"Huh? BWAH!" he shouted, rushing back in and shivering violently, sopping wet in chilling seawater. "Isabella, what's going on?"
"I think we're under attack," she commented as the ship fired back, a loud roaring bang flooding the lower decks with pummeling sound waves. Isabella jumped a little, and began putting her shoes back on as Phineas waded over, the room nearly up to his knees with water.
"No sense in getting you more wet than you are, considering I'm soaked," he said, putting one arm under Isabella's knees and another at her back. He lifted her slowly, then taking several steps away from the door.
A sickening crack-like explosion rocked the ship again, and with a fiery blast knocking the door aside and sheering the metal of the outer hallway. The water rushed out of the room, leveling out at about an inch. Phineas bolted for the open door, and began running toward the staircase at the end of the hallway, stepping over several NA soldiers killed by the second shell hit. He set Isabella down on the stairs and grabbed the rifles, handing one to her.
"We need to make it to a lifeboat, I have a feeling it's Ferb or someone we can trust coming after us, so we can make it out of here safely," Phineas said, and began to lead the way up from the bowels of the ship, Isabella close behind.
"You there!" a voice broke through his din of the battle, and Phineas whipped around. Without thought his rifle butt snapped upwards into the chin of a Neuer Auftrag solider, causing him to stumble back down the stairs. Blaster fire rained upon them from the top and bottom of the stairwell, so Isabella and Phineas somersaulted into the adjacent hallway.
"We really can't afford staying below decks," Isabella said, pointing behind them as another shot rocked the ship, and several bolts shot from the hinges of the area in front of them like bullets. Jets of water began leaking from the holes, and the ship listed heavily.
"I agree, but with soldiers flooding the stairwells and water flooding the ship, where can we go?" Phineas replied, firing at another squad of NA soldiers coming from the opposite stairwell. The Ruhe shot back several feet in the water as its main batteries fired, slamming Phineas and Isabella into the side of the hallway. "And at this rate we won't last long on the ship as it is, neither of us are ready for this," Phineas said, grabbing Isabella's hand as several pipes burst overhead.
Perry the Platypus! (Perry das Schnabeltier (No really, das Schnabeltier= the platypus, hence mah name, spiffy huh?))
Captain Lutjens stood calmly as his mighty vessel cleaved the waters of the frigid sea. They were perfectly en route; the Ruhe was six hours from the camps. The glass behind Lutjens shattered and a teal monotreme flew into the bridge, quickly sweep-stepping and knocking his guards out cold.
"Ach! Who are you?" Lutjens spat, reaching for a decorative sword on the wall and slashing it through the air dramatically. "You're an insurgent from the resistance, aren't you?" Perry chattered furiously, eyes narrowing as his arms flew up to defend his body.
"Haha, what a valiant effort," Lutjens said, leaning in slowly, the sword gleaming in the morning sun, "But alas all for naught. Ah!' he cried afterwards as he and Perry stumbled; the ship was under fire from somewhere. The general quarters alarm blared, and the first mate began shouting all men to battle stations. Perry shivered, wondering if it was too late. He stood up; legs shaky as the Ruhe returned fire suddenly, once again rocking the ship.
"The dramatic duel then, amongst a naval battle, how heroic for your final rights," Lutjens said, wiping blood from his face as a black eye developed from being thrown into a window. He drew the sword back, and then lunged upon the platypus.
Me: Battle cliffhanger!
Phineas: Very interestingly done, the follow-up battle should be a blast!
Me: Most certainly, read and review please while part two of the battle sequence in formed.
And now, after chapter thoughts with Geninkitty: Cliffhanger huh? Yep, that always makes a reader want more! Great job as usual!