Chapter 15

"Everything was forgotten? The war, the sirens. All those people who fought and died… my crew, they gave their everything." Javelin leaned back in her chair. Shock was probably the only thing stopping her from crying.

The morning had been going well. Javelin and Z23 had awoken shortly after dawn, after letting them know the good news, I had climbed the crow's nest to wake U-556.

Because Warspite was unable to walk we had breakfast down in the sick bay. Z23 had introduced herself and given her thanks for saving her offering any favour in return.

Unfortunately, breakfast was eaten far too quickly and the time for me to ruin the mood had come.

I started with explaining how there was little to no knowledge of the Great War and why it had ended. Then I explained how I had never even heard of humanoid sirens and how the one we encountered at Inverness mentioned the sirens had manipulated history.

Finally, I moved onto what Warspite and I had discovered at the laboratory. How the place looked practically abandoned from the outside, and finding all the workers there to already be dead with some force compelling their bodies to continue their work nonstop.

The girls had quietly listened, the looks on their faces shifting between confusion, surprise, anger and sadness. It had been hard to tell, but they needed to know the truth.

"Those poor souls." Hood lamented. "I had my suspicions that something wasn't right. From your confusion about the treaty being signed before my launch to how you had a strange look in your eye whenever you mentioned the laboratory. But I never could have imagined it was like this"

I scratched the back of my head. "I'm sorry for not telling any of you. I didn't have the full picture until last night when Warspite was able to tell me everything."

I felt a hand on my leg, Javelin smiled at me. "There's no need to be sorry. You just wanted to know all the facts first. We trust you to not hold back anything that could be dangerous."

Putting my hand on Javelin's I retuned the smile.

Hood hummed as she thought. "This is true. But this information does explain some things, for instance if a siren can disguise herself as a human to some extent, then it's probable they have been doing so for a long time. This could be the reason for all those treaty's that gutted our naval power."

"Yeah, Warspite explained all that to me. Fortunately, she was able to see through the sirens disguise almost instantly." I remembered how my eyes had struggled to even focus on her.

Elizabeth finished handing a drink to Warspite. "If that is the case thy must ensure that one of us is with thee when dealing with others. Though one wonders what your plans are, if there is any."

Leaning back, I looked at the roof. There had been a nagging curiosity at the back of my head for a few days now. "Back at the university, Dr Cutter had said something about how the Americans had pulled ahead with their research. And the siren said they were progressing further without their intervention."

"The Yanks?" Warspite questioned. "Well, it would be strange if cubes were only appearing here. They did have a rather formidable navy, though I must ask. Do you really think it's wise for us to get involved with their lot?"

I had never met an American before, but I had heard stories. "I know they tend to be a bit eccentric, but if what was said is true, then their bound to have a better understanding of the cubes. And with what went down in London, I'm probably a wanted criminal by now."

"You told me the Atlantic was dangerous, we can probably deal with some light engagements, but..." Javelin looked concerned.

Z23 finished her train of thought. "Any prolonged fight could result in severe damage to our hulls. I've been informed our ships repair themselves naturally, but we may need to preform emergency repairs. Our limited supplies wouldn't suffice if that was to occur."

"I know, but it's a risk we will have to take. However, there is a way to mitigate the supply issue. Every few weeks a convoy makes the run across the pond, I'm willing to bet that they'd be more than happy to exchange materials and goods in return for an escort."

"Convoy escort." Hood put a hand to her chin. "It's a rather tedious duty, but it could work. And If the Eagle union has cubes or even ships, then our best bet at finding information would be from sailors."

All of the girls looked to be in agreement one way or another, even Javelin gave me a small nod. "America it is then. I can't promise it will be safe though."

Warspite gave a small chuckle. Surprisingly I didn't see her flinch. "We're warships, Danger is what we do. Just give the order and we will follow you anywhere... Commander." She winked.

"Ya, and don't worry about being snuck up on. Nobody can beat a U-boat when it comes to stealth."

Elizabeth didn't say anything, instead she just nodded.

It was a strange feeling to have everyone show their willingness to follow me. I promised myself to not betray their trust.

I clapped my hands together. If her ribs have healed this quickly, then maybe. "Well, now that we have all that sorted. There is a rather pressing matter we need to attend to first. Warspite, how is your leg? I've had an idea on how to get your ship sea worthy again."

"It's better, but I don't think I can walk on it yet."

"Right, well we really only need you to get you up on deck." I hummed while trying to think of a way. "Your arm is still injured so we can't use a crutch."

Hood raised a hand. "May I make a suggestion. There is a way we could get her out of that bed rather easily." She looked at Warspite. "And I believe you would find it rather enjoyable."

"What is it. A-a-and why are you looking at me like that?" Hood just giggled slightly and smiled, prompting Warspite to lean back and look to us for help. "Uh, why do I feel like I'm not going to enjoy this?"

What Hood suggested had been sufficient in getting Warspite topside, but at the expense of hers and my embarrassment.

"Should this be shallow enough?" I asked her. Javelin had moved her ship closer to land. Using U-556 we had found an area shallow enough that Warspite's ship wouldn't sink but also with a soft enough seabed to allow her hull to settle and not roll over.

"Y-yeah…" Warspite replied with a heavily blushed face, trying her hardest not to look at me. I was currently holding her in my arms, the same way Hood had carried me a few days ago, so I knew exactly how embarrassed she was feeling.

After apparently spending most of the night working, Hood had repaired most of her clothes, but she was still adamant about not wearing anything but underwear below her hips. A fact I was trying my hardest not to focus on, especially because the splint we made forced me to have my hand even higher up her leg than normal.

And by Jove, her legs were soft. I quickly pushed the thought from my head. "Right, When you're ready."

She closed her eyes and focused. Blue light radiated from her. She started to feel warm for a few seconds before the light shot out towards the water, morphing into an outline of a ship.

The light eventually faded, leaving in its place her ship. It was obvious why she had asked about a drydock.

Most of the superstructure was destroyed, the metal was either bent, melted or just completely missing. The majority of the damage was around her second turret, though the rest of them didn't look to be in a fully working order either. The housing had been blown completely open; a shell must have detonated when she was hit.

The ship started to list and I felt Warspite shudder slightly. The water had been relatively calm, I could see a breach below the B turret where it was starting to flood in. "The water definitely feels colder when it's on the inside. Don't Worry though, the compartments are sealed."

True to what she said, the water eventually reached an equilibrium and the ship settled. The air was filled with the smell of burnt wood and metal. I felt myself frown; it was going to be a large undertaking to even get her seaworthy again, let alone combat ready.

Warspite noticed my frown and nudged me with her elbow. "Don't worry about her. As I said, I've been through worse and still sailed on. And it was all too shiny for me anyway."

It was good to see Warspites unbreakable spirit. I wish I could be as confident. "Well, that large breach is the main problem, if we can just patch that then we can start pumping the water out. I don't know if you can focus on repairing one particular thing, but that should be your main priority. I can have a look at your boilers and try to get you under steam again. But I won't know how bad it is until I get a proper look."

The other girls were with us on deck, they all had a grave expression on their faces. "Hood, could you take Warspite and get her on the ship. Once you've got her comfortable somewhere come grab me, I will go get my stuff; it would be best if we can get the power going before nightfall. Your majesty, can you go with them and start having a look around, your ships are similar so you can start getting an idea of what we're dealing with." they both nodded, Hood carefully took her from my arms, I realised that she could have carried Warspite this entire time, but she had recommended that I did.

With a flash of light, riggings appeared and they carefully jumped over the edge. "U-556, can you check out her hull below the waterline. Any small breaches we can repair will help speed up the process."

Finally, I looked at the two destroyers and gave a smile. "Right, what do you girls know about ship maintenance?"

The confused looks they gave me answered my question. "Really? You girls are ships, how can't you know."

"Do humans naturally know how to perform surgery on themselves?" Z23 spoke sarcastically. It was good to her being more playful.

"Right." I said, clapping my hands together. "Prepare for a crash course in mechanics."

Once Hood had returned, we made our way over to Warspite's ship. The first thing I noticed when I stepped onboard was the ship had titled slightly, it wasn't enough to be a risk, but walking around felt awkward.

The interior was a wreck. Broken pipes and buckled metal meant even walking down a corridor was a challenge. Warspite had fortunately been able to fire up one of her emergency generators, giving us some lighting. Though that's was practically all she could do. Due to her leg, she was resigned to sit in her semi-destroyed bridge and told to rest.

While she was irked by this, her sister actually seemed to be glad. After Showing me the most critical systems that would need to be repaired Elizabeth started to wait on her hand and foot. Constantly checking to see if Warspite was comfortable and that she had enough the eat and drink. It was amusing to see the two sisters' roles reversed.

I tied showing Javelin and Z23 some of the basics of repairing. While Z23 took to it like a fish to water, Javelin wasn't as skilled.

It was probably due to my lack of experience in teaching others. She tried her best, but would constantly get confused or mess things up. I knew that if she continued it would only put her in a foul mood, so with it nearing lunch, I sent her off to make food for all of us, she had enjoyed me showing her how to make some basic meals so I figured cooking was more in her nature.

"Well, it's just us two now. You can ask me all those burning questions you have." Z23 spoke, breaking a rather long stint of silence.

"Am I really that readable?" It was true that I was thinking of a way to ask her about what she could remember, now that we were alone.

"Ya. You open your mouth to speak, only to bite your lip and look away." She put down a spanner and smiled. "Javelin does the same."

I scratched the back of my head. Z23 really was observant. "I wonder where she got that mannerism from." I sighed. "Yeah, I've been waiting for the right time to ask you if there's anything else you can remember. But you've looked so happy with Javelin, I didn't want to ruin it."

"I thank you for that. These few days have been… therapeutic to say the least. Javelin is a wonderful friend and is always going out of her way to cheer me up." She fidgeted with her hands bed nodding. "Before I continue, I need to let you know that I am solely under your command. Unless by your order no man, nor ship will control me."

I had figured that she would want to stay with us, but to go to such an extent. "You don't nee-." She raised a hand, stopping me.

"You saved me from that nightmare. It is the least I can do, but it also to pre-emptively disperse any concerns that may arise from what I'm about to tell you." She looked around before finding an open area by a wall. "May we sit?"

I followed her over to the wall, as we sat, she brought her knees up to hug them. "I wasn't entirely honest when I said that I fought sirens over and over... It wasn't always sirens, I found myself fighting ships from other nations too. I was pitted against destroyers, cruisers, battleships even. Sometimes on my own and other times as part of a large fleet."

She swallowed. "Whenever I won, I would sail right up beside the disabled ship. My guns would train onto the crew, and then…"

"We're you able to think for yourself, like you can do now?" The sirens had used her cube to gather data and improve their ships. So, it wasn't surprising that they had her fight other ships. But I understood why she had omitted this in front of the others.

"Nien, while a part of me was there. I wasn't able to freely think and move like I can now."

I put a hand on her shoulder. "Then you can't blame yourself for something you had no control over."

"But what if I did have control, would I have acted any different? That's what I fear the most." She looked to me, leaning her head to rest on my hands "I am a machine of war. Even now I can feel it, the call to battle, to see my enemies destroyed. I worry it may one day overwhelm me."

"I won't let that happen." I put my arms around her, she noticed what I was doing and accepted the hug. "Your more than just a machine. You have a human body now and the free will that comes with it, you can choose to do whatever you want with your life."

She hummed, burning her face into my chest, trying to block out the rest of the world. she didn't cry, her German pride wouldn't allow her to.

We sat there for around five minutes, neither of us said anything, just enjoying the quiet.

I noticed my eyes started to feel heavy and if we remained like this, we would both be asleep soon. I sat up slightly, keeping the hug. "You feel better now?"

"Ya, your warm body and kind words do wonders. Javelin was right, there's no armour in the world that could compare to your embrace."

I smiled. Moving her beret aside I gave her a headpat, just like all the other ships, she seemed to enjoy it. "Well, I'm always here if you need me. Now, speaking of Javelin, shall we go see how lunch is coming along? I'm worried the girl might accidentally set the mess on fire."

We left one of the ships many boiler rooms and made our way up to the mess. Thankfully Javelin had been able to make cheese sandwiches for everyone without causing an incident. Though, I couldn't help but notice a few soot marks on her face.

The rest of the day went by without a hitch, we were able to get a few of the boilers working again and I noticed a few parts of the ship had repaired itself during the day.

Night eventually came and we returned to the Javelin, Warspite's ship was still unable to move so sleeping onboard would be a risk. It took a lot of convincing to get Elizabeth to sleep in a separate room to her sister, Warspite and I tried to get it through that if she were to roll over in her sleep, there was a possibility that she could disturb her sisters' wounds.

I spent most of the night out of bed, Javelin had once again gone to stay the night in Z23's room, leaving me alone. But for once I wasn't awake due to nightmares, but instead writing down ideas and plans for our trip to the states. It was nearing the end of April, barring that the port had been attacked, a fleet would sortie from Oban soon heading that way. I had never met the commander of the fleet, but had heard in passing he was a dam lucky one. If anyone could get us across the Atlantic, it was him.

The fleet would probably consist of around fifty ships. All filled to the brim with precious minerals, metals and anything of value that couldn't be found in the new world. There will most likely also be ships filled with passengers trying to find a better life.

And if we strike a deal, then my six ships will have to protect them.

"And if we were to come under attack. Whose life would I prioritise? The people, or the girls."

My pen stopped moving as the thought made itself known in my head.

I remembered how Warspite Had looked, I didn't know if I could deal with seeing any of the girls in that state again. But if the fighting got thick, could I live with myself if we abandoned our charge.

The burden of command, it was one of the reasons I had never accepted a higher position on the Endurance, but now I was responsible for people's lives and it was now certain that in the near future I will have to make decisions that may condemn people to death.

I eventually decided to get some sleep, most of the panning was done and I would just need to run it through with the girls, there was also the fact that if we did escort the convoy there would no longer be any way to keep their existence a secret.

The day begun as usual, a short breakfast before moving back over to the Warspite. The ship had significantly repaired itself over the night, but there was still a lot of work to be done.

"Right, you should be able to walk around a bit, but try not to move too much or go down any ladders." Warspite's arm had healed overnight, leaving only her leg left. We had fashioned a crutch out of some wood to give her some independence.

"Being able to just move on my own will be fine enough. But don't worry too much, give it a day and I will probably be back to normal." She took a few test steps to get the rhythm of walking again, but was soon able to move around with ease.

Elizabeth had walked alongside Warspite as she made her way across the deck, ready to catch her if she fell. She almost looked disappointed at her quick recovery. "Please try not to overdo it my deer sister, you should consider it a privilege that one is willing to provide assistance while thy is injured."

"Nay, the sooner I can return to my duties the better, your majesty. And thanks to everyone's efforts we should be able to get underway soon." Warspite limped her way over to me. "Most of my boilers are back to a serviceable level and most of the major breaches have now been patched. There is still a rather large breach on my starboard side, but fortunately it only spans one compartment. We get that sealed up and I can be afloat by the end of the day."

I looked over the deck, most of it was still in a bad state, Warspite would struggle to fight if we did encounter anything. But I couldn't deny we needed to get going. "What do we need to do?"

"My pumps are already starting to get most of the seawater out, but unless I can get an airtight seal, the moment I hit a high wave it will all be for nothing. Part of my ammo elevator collapsed and tore through its armour. If we can cut it apart it should seal, get that done and we're golden." Warspite spotted me looking at her destroyed fire control. "Don't worry, I'm not totally blind. Redundancies are built for a reason. And if it comes to it, I can just use another ships rangefinding."

"While I would prefer to have you back to full working condition, we do need to get underway. Can you get your sister and Hood to see if there's anything they can do to get your radar systems online, while the rest of us fix that breach?"

"Oh?" Warspite looked at me with a sly smile. "Since when is it my sister, and not her majesty."

"You know what I mean. Just let them know." I started to walk down the deck with Warspite slowly walking alongside me, we eventually broke off. She went to find Elizabeth while I went to get two destroyers.

The compartment with the breach was a wreck, what had been several decks was now a void filled with seawater. The distinct tube shape of a heavily armoured ammo elevator plunged deep into the ice-cold water, a large crack running up its length. Several gantries and steel bars jutted out of the crack. Allowing seawater to flood through and flood other compartments.

I looked at a few of the walkways that were still up, with the floor gone most of them were suspended above the water. They didn't look to be in the best condition, but they would make it easy to fix the ship.

"Right, I just need to clear the gap. Javelin, Z23 can you two check over the pumps and pipes, U-556 we don't know how it looks below the waterline, have a quick look and make sure we're not missing anything major."

"Careful down there, the cordite should be too wet to ignite but the fuses on the shells will still be live." Warspite warned. She had wanted to come with us, requiring me to carry her down several decks, her reasoning was to help us, but I think she was starting to feel overwhelmed by her sisters constant coddling.

"Ya." Was all she gave before diving into the water, her body glowing blue as she summoned her rigging.

We worked at a reasonable pace, slowly removing the destroyed metal and fixing broken systems. Unfortunately without anything to weld with, the hole in the hull and compartment had to be left to seal on their own. Warspite said it would only slow her slightly.

Eventually lunch started to approach and Javelin went off to prepare sandwiches for everyone. we all sat and enjoyed them when she returned.

"Just because your county produced more ships, doesn't mean you have the superior naval technology." Z23 casually argued. A discussion about armour layouts with Warspite had developed into arguing over who's navy was better. I could tell that neither of them was overly serious, but just casually making conversation.

"Your ships are overly complicated. If you kept things simple you could have built more" I had only seen Z23's ship once. While it was similar to Javelin's, you could tell its design was highly detailed and precise.

Z23 shook her head. "It's not complicated, it's efficient. We take pride in our constructions, you lot just cut corners everywhere."

"You say efficient yet you probably need to sign documents in triplicate just to change a lightbulb." Warspite looked over to me as I got up. "James, you'll back me up right? Our ships are better."

I looked over to Javelin as she gave me a understanding smile. She had remained out of the discussion, not wanting to choose between her new friend or her navy.

"I think it's best for me to not get involved. For one, if I'm supposed to command you girls then I can't show preference. And I only caught a glimpse of her ship, so I can't give a reasonable assessment." With my answer given I quickly made my way up a service ladder and across a gantry to get at the last large obstruction. I didn't pay attention to either the condition of the gantry of how I was now above the flooded hull.

"I will have to give you a tour of my ship sometime." Z23 shyly spoke. Her face went red before she added. "That is, if you want, I just believe it would be best for you to understand our capabilities and how they could be best used to cover our strengths and weaknesses." Her accent came through thick as she got flustered. I noticed she had started to hide it. I wish she didn't, it was very cute.

"We can have a quick look around after we finish here. Though I pray we don't end up encountering any large siren groups, it will be best to know how we can keep safe."

Warspite gave a proud smile. "When the shells start flying, get behind me. I will keep you safe." she scratched her head. "Could also do with you being around if we encounter any aircraft, I had a few minor refits, but my anti-air is rather lacking."

I smiled to myself as the girls moved the topic from who was better at building ships. I begun to try and cut away a support beam that was holding up the obstruction.

Suddenly Warspite felt a chill run up her spine as the sound of creaking metal rang out. She concentrated trying to find the source. Her face went pale. "James!" She tried to stand, falling back in pain as she was reminded of her broken leg.

"Huh?" Was all I was able to say before the ship shifted. Part of a metal beam broke, falling directly onto the gantry I was standing on. The bolts holding it up were unable to take the new weight and the gantry fell.

Without the chance to think I felt myself spin and hit the water below, a heavy metal beam came down with me, pushing me deeper into the water.

The world started to become dark as the limited light from the ship and outside was blocked by the murky water. I finally felt solid deck beneath me and stopped sinking deeper, the metal beam wedged itself between bulkheads, with my legs trapped in the middle.

The shock of falling and the cold water had knocked the air out of my lungs. Desperately fighting the impulse to breathe I tried my hardest to free my legs.

It was no use, the thing must have weighed several tons, it was by some miracle my legs weren't crushed.

My strength started to diminish as the edges of my vision turned red. I started to think of the girls, we had only spent a short time together, I didn't want it to end.

Suddenly there was a blinding light above me, before my eyes could adjust I felt two warm hands on my face. One pinched my nose as a pair of lips met mine, she breathed air into my lungs, abating the burning feeling.

She moved back, it was U-556, she swam just above me, her rigging providing a light source. Seeing that I had enough oxygen for now she smiled and turned to the beam pinning me down.

Using only one hand she gripped onto it and lifted, the pressure on my legs disappeared, allowing me to free myself. The moment my legs were clear she dropped the beam and grabbed me.

One hand around me and another on her rigging we rapidly rose to the surface. The moment I felt air on my face I took a deep breath before going into a coughing fit as I was dragged out of the water by Javelin and Z23 who had been waiting on the water.

"I'm so sorry James! I should have noticed it start to move." Warspite panicky spoke.

Finally able to breathe normally again I sat up and started to wring out my clothes. "Don't worry it's fine. What about you? I saw you fall on your bad leg."

"My leg isn't important right now! I saw that beam hit you."

I patted myself over. There were a few areas that felt sore and would probably bruise, but for once I had lucked out. "I'm fine, that wasn't my first time underwater, and probably won't be my last." I pointed to the now clear gap. "Good news is there's no obstruction anymore, so I call this a job well done. Z23, how about that ship tour?"

All of the girls looked at me in confusion as I stood up, seemingly not effected by what had happened. "Uh, ya. We can do that if you want. You are soaking wet though."

"Don't worry about it, I'll dry out eventually." Unknown to them I was trying my hardest to speak normally. I would be lying if I said I was unfazed by what had happened, but I didn't want the girls to worry.

Z23's ship was similar to Javelin's, though it was obvious how she was designed around her home nations lack of recourses. Every square inch of space was used, making it rather difficult to get around in some areas.

"My guns are rather heavy for my displacement, to combat this they tried replacing my two forward mounts for a singular turret with two barrels. Though the issue of being top-heavy still exists, issues may arise if I'm required to perform heavy manoeuvres. They did draw up plans to try and combat this, but they never came to fruition." We were standing on the forward deck, with the tour of the ship finished we went outside to get some fresh air. The sun had started to get low on horizon and Javelin had left us to start making dinner.

"Well. I'll just leave the hard turns to Javelin then. Lord knows how much she loves them, nearly sent me flying overboard when we fought a few siren ships."

"That definitely sounds like Javelin." She put a hand against one of her turrets, feeling the metal through her glove. "Combat... I keep thinking about it, after what I've experienced, I wish I would never have to use my guns again, just leave them to rust. However." A mechanical click came from inside the housing as shells were loaded into the breach. Z23 looked at me with determination. "I have come to care for you and the others deeply. You have my word that if anything tries to harm us. I will destroy them."

I felt a slight twinge of fear. This was a completely different side to the normally docile and timid Z23. But it was good to see her being confident. I gave her a quick headpat. "Everyone has a reason to fight. To protect the ones, you love is the most noble reason out there. But no matter what you decide, I will support you."

"Danke, mein kommandant."

Returning to the Javelin for dinner we learned that Warspite had begun to pump out water from her flooded compartments, and should be set to sail come the morning. She would only be able to fight with half of her cannons, but it would make do.

During the evening everybody went to occupy themselves, either bathing, reading or just around watching the stars. I was on the bridge going over maps. The route to Oban would be easy and relatively safe, If Javelin was to go at a reasonable speed, the trip would only take about seven hours.

But the moment we did arrive, it was going to be hard to keep the girl's existence a secret.

Footsteps pulled me away from my thoughts as Javelin made her way onto the bridge. She had a rather concerned look on her face.

"Evening Javelin, what's up? Surprised you're not in bed yet"

Twisting her boot against the deck she tried to find the right words. "I know it's not right to pry, but when it's your ship, it's hard to not notice a few things." She looked at me with a sad expression. "I'm worried about Hood; I don't think she's sleeping."

"Not sleeping?" I leaned back, it was true I had noticed she always seemed to be awake as I went to bed and was seemingly always the first to rise, but I just chalked that up to her being diligent.

"I can roughly feel where everyone is on my ship, and I've never felt her in bed. I went to her room earlier and fount the covers to be set exactly how they first where."

I stood up, feeling the blood return to my legs after siting for so long. "Where is she now?"

Javelin closed her eyes for a second. "Second deck, Aft corridor."

"Thanks, I will go have a chat with her." I gave Javelin a kiss on the forehead and headpat. "Go get some sleep, I'm sure Z23 is waiting for you."

With a hug Javelin left me to return to her cabin, leaving me to find Hood, With Javelin telling me, and it being a rather small ship, I knew it wouldn't take me long.

What I wasn't expecting to find was Hood partially collapsed on the floor. Only staying upright due to her hand holding onto a pipe on the wall. The other against her head with her eyes tightly shut. "Hood!" I called as I started to run.

(A/N)

Another chapter in the bag, this one was rather enjoyable to write, I find the more casual interactions between characters to be one of my favourite things to write. But don't worry all the cool combat stuff is still coming.

Also u/Tinselyboyo Has started a story that runs in the same world as Azur waves. He and I have had a good few discussions about lore and characters To keep it with the "Cannon." Of this story, so be sure to check it out.

Finally I have to unfortunately say for the next few weeks I am away in Germany, so I wont have much time to work on the story, But don't worry I will work on chapter 16 whenever I have to chance to.