66 kilometers North, 37 kilometers East of Constitution

A pair of girls were skimming over the water heading southwest, with armored rigging equipped on their backs. One of them was a brown-haired girl wearing a variant of Riding Hood outfit, while the other was a pink-haired girl wearing a maid outfit.

"Intel reports that the Ironblood's latest battleships are set to sail through this area. If we surprise them here, the Queen will surely reward us upon our return!" The girl in the maid uniform exclaimed with excitement in her voice, while the other girl sobbed from the cold, wind blowing right at their faces.

"Battle-Battleships!? Can we, we really p-put up- up a match, against the-them?" The girl spoke with a shivery voice as she shuddered from both the cold wind and in fear as she looked at the foggy, vast ocean with nervousness.

"Th-The water here, is- it's literally freezing! My, my entire body f-feels, feels like it's-it's, turning-ing into ice! Why not, not jus-just hurry back to port!?" The brown-haired girl whined again as she got closer to the pinkette and gently tugged her arm.

"It's going to be fine, Norfolk! We're just here to scout, and if a fight kicks off, it'll be up to our big sisters to handle it! They're close by and ready to provide surface support whenever necessary!" The maid girl spoke with confidence in her voice, her expression mirroring her tone. A moment later, her confident demeanor faded off into one of cautiousness as she looked around the moderately foggy sea.

"All I see is fog and some icebergs in the distance, I don't think anyone else is around. Plus, no matter what battleship appears, they'll turn tail and run once they find out that our big sisters are here, haha!" The maid girl spoke again with pride, which made the brunette girl named Norfolk gulp in nervousness.

"Someth-thing feels strange though, don't you- you think? I'd be, be relieved if we just- just spent th-the rest of our day, looking out to sea, and then, th-then heading home for dinner. . ." Norfolk nervously tugged the maid girl's arm again as she looked eastwards, the direction of their port.

"Hrngh? Wait a sec-second, Suffolk... My radar seems, seems to be, p-picking up a-another, another signal up ahead…" She said as she perked up when she seemingly felt a presence ahead of them.

"What? Let me see." The maid girl named Suffolk squinted her eyes as she looked ahead of them, before her eyes widened a little as she also felt a presence up ahead. Or rather, multiple presences.

"Ironblood destroyer squadron detected ahead! Maybe it's just a few scouts? Report to Hood immediately!" Suffolk said as she readied her armament and pointed her guns ahead.

"My- my antenna's, fr-frozen to, a pop- popsicle. . ." Norfolk shivered for each word she said, before sobbing again from the cold.

"We've got to hold off their squadron. It's just a few production-type destroyers, we should be able to handle this!" Suffolk held a confident smile as she sped forwards towards the enemy ships.

"A-are we really going to, to- w-wait up, Suffolk! Oh no, I knew this would happen. . ." Norfolk sighed nervously before she sped up to catch up with Suffolk.

Norfolk suddenly seemed to hear a very distant and quiet holler echoing across the horizon. She turned to face south, but water pillars would harmlessly rise out of the water around her. She gulped her saliva as she sped towards the explosions, bracing herself with another nervous and chilly sigh. By that time, the winds were already turning to head directly northwards.


"Aye. So the winds are coming from the south. I suppose I should be moving northbound." Constitution tactically remarked before pacing for the helm. The ship was currently heading northeast, and she gave the helm a gentle turn portwards towards north while looking at her compass.

"Now, with that outta the way. . ." Constitution's gut suddenly rumbled loudly, making her mood sour slightly.

". . . Well shit. I guess that's being human, then." She shook her head and turned to look directly upwards, raising a hand to shield her eyes from the sun.

"Hm, must be around one-thirty in the afternoon, gotta get something to eat." Constitution then headed to the ladder to the gun deck, and she went towards the commodore's cabin.

"Now where's the food stored again when they're needed?" She muttered under her breath as she headed out the cabin and towards the ladder heading to the berth deck below. She then dashed for the ladder towards the orlop deck, and she scrambled towards the hold. Fortunately, there were a few barrels of food and water stored at the hold.

"Aha! There's the stuff!" Constitution opened a barrel to reveal it to be filled halfway with vinegar, to which she gags from the smell and closes the barrel as quickly as she opened it.

"Motherfucker, wrong barrel!" She shouted in undisguised revulsion as she opened another barrel to reveal it to be filled to the brim with French baguettes.

". . . This is decent I suppose, I'll take the entire barrel then." She closed the baguette barrel and put both arms around it. She then heaved upwards and lifted the barrel easily.

"Weird, this thing feels as light as a couple empty sacks. Intriguing." Constitution mused as she headed for the ladder towards the berth deck above.


A cacophony of orange and yellow expanded into a large burning cloud with a loud boom, before turning into a large cloud of thick, black smoke.

"Wow, Suffolk! We're so strong! We defeated so many enemies at the same time!" Norfolk said with cheerfulness, now oblivious to the cold, northward wind due to the adrenaline triggered by their defensive.

"Don't get cocky just yet, Norfolk. Those ships were clearly there to test us, we haven't even seen the Ironblood's new battleship yet. I've got a bad feeling about this. . ." Suffolk clicked her tongue as she looked around cautiously. Both of their eyes shot wide as they turned to look when a giggle was heard from southwest.

"So there was an ambush after all, looking for us~?" A white-haired girl with a military uniform taunted at them from afar. She had black crosses on her outfit, a surefire sign she was an enemy from the Ironblood faction.

"Danger, enemies due starboard! Two large warships detected at 220 degrees, new Ironblood battleship spotted! All personnel, get ready to fight!" Suffolk quickly got to a battle stance as she pointed her cannons at the Ironblood battleship.

"Oh no. . ." Norfolk sobbed from both the cold and out of fear, before gulping her saliva loudly and nervously shifting into a battle stance.

"Haha! Two puny cruisers? Getting ready to attack? Hah! I suppose I'll try to enjoy this as much as I can~!" The Ironblood battleship taunted Norfolk and Suffolk, smirking evilly as she slowly approached the two cruisers.

"Not just two cruisers!"

The three girls turned to a voice that came from east southeast, the two cruisers lighting up with relief and vigor as they saw two familiar girls approach the scene. Meanwhile, the enemy battleship clicked her tongue in slight annoyance.

"Prince of Wales from the Royal Navy, ready to engage." The woman with the red coat named Prince of Wales declared as she readied her cannons and trained them at the Ironblood warship.

"Hood from the Royal Navy, here for backup. Let's have a showdown, shall we?" The lady with the blue coat named Hood taunted the enemy warship as she did the same as Wales. The two of them then sped full speed ahead towards the enemy.

"Big sisters! You're finally here!" Both Norfolk and Suffolk exclaimed at the same time in relieved joy as they sped towards the approaching pair to meet up with them.

"You've done well, you two. It's time for us to give the Ironblood a taste of their own medicine." When the two cruisers got close to her, she gave both of them rewarding pats on their heads.

"Target Bismarck, their lead ship. Fire!" Wales aimed for a moment before firing a full salvo of shells from all her guns.

BAAANG!

A thick, black smokescreen engulfing her for a quick moment before dissipating into nothing.

"Roger that!" Norfolk and Suffolk answered in unison before splitting off to attack the Ironblood warship from the flank sides.

"Hah, 'The Glory of the Royal Navy'? This should be fun. I wonder if you're actually strong enough to satisfy me." The battleship presumably Bismarck chuckled again as she trained her four turrets at the Royal Navy warships, one turret for each ship. She then fires a full salvo just as the shells from Wales' guns created harmless water pillars around her.


CRUNCH!

Constitution took another bite of her baguette, the large, crispy breadstick making thick, crispy crunches for each bite she took.

"I don't really know how these baguettes are still crispy at the hold, but I'm not complaining. Just, how many did I eat already?"She opened the baguette barrel beside her, only to see that an entire third of the breadsticks were gone, much to her shock.

"W-Wow, didn't know I'd be that hungry…" She muttered out of shock as she took a couple more baguettes from the barrel, before closing it and continuing eating her last baguettes for the time being.


The white-haired Ironblood girl winced as a nearby mass-production destroyer exploded a small distance away, shrapnel launched around with some hitting her. She then gets surrounded by tall water pillars as she skimmed around the water, to which Hood gritted her teeth subtly in slight frustration.

"Bloody darn, that last salvo missed entirely." Hood commented just as Wales sped forwards and trained her newly-loaded turrets at the Ironblood warship.

"I got your back, Hood!" Wales declared as she fired another salvo at the enemy, grunting from the slight recoil of her guns.

"You've got quite the firepower, but it's useless against me!" The Ironblood battleship's smirk widened to an evil smile as she fired her guns back towards Wales.

The northbound winds only howl harder, storm clouds looming over the southern horizon.


Constitution was currently sitting at the spar deck, her back relaxed on the capstan as she looked up at the sky with a bored expression.

"Bloody damnit. Just, where am I?" Constitution complained in exasperation as she stood up and went forth on the spar deck, hastily fishing her retractable telescope out of her pockets.

"Where's land when you need it!?" She shouted at the sea as she went to the portside wooden railing and looked through her telescope, gritting her teeth in clear annoyance.


"All ships, focus fire on the ship hiding in the back. That's Bismarck, our target!" Wales declared loudly as she pointed towards the other Ironblood warship further southwest.

"Looks like our cover's blown. To be expected from King George V, I suppose." The white-haired Ironblood girl now identified as Prinz Eugen scoffed at Wales, earning her a loud throat clear from the latter.

"Excuse me, but I'm Prince of Wales. You've clearly mistaken me for someone else." Wales said as Norfolk and Suffolk regrouped with her, while Hood moved forward to get slightly closer towards the Ironblood battleships.

"Who cares, all you sisters look the same to me anyways. Let's see what you've got!" Prinz Eugen smirked again before a shell from Hood bounced on the armor of one of her turrets, water pillars rising from the water around her.

"Scheiße, I think I spoke way too late for that." She clicked her tongue as she trained her guns towards Wales before firing a full salvo of her shells.

"Break!" Wales ordered as she and the two cruisers with her scattered to avoid Eugen's shells, tall, water columns rising at where they used to be.

"Well, it seems like a fight is inevitable. . ." Bismarck sighed in irritation as she turned to look northeast, training her guns at the Royal Navy girls.

"Jot Dora!" She loudly declared before firing a full salvo from her guns, wincing slightly from the booms her armament made when they fired.


Constitution did a wary tightrope walk towards the tip of her bowsprit, looking around the ocean through her telescope for any signs of land. The wind was still blowing, and the more she went north, the more the wind became cooler. This gave her some relief from her irritation, putting her in the right mindset to look for land.

"Careful, careful, caaaareful." She muttered to herself as she balanced herself on the bowsprit, but then she started to hear very distant, quiet rumbles up ahead.

"What in yankee doodle. . ." Constitution muttered as she trained her telescope northwards. She zoomed in to the maximum and saw very small, black clouds coming from under the horizon.

"Huh, a battle? What's up with this damned ocean nowadays?" Her words were suddenly cut off when she saw a smoke column rise higher than the black clouds around it, followed by a distant boom that took a few seconds to pass.

"What in the- Okay, can this ship get any faster?" She hastily put her telescope in her pockets and carefully walked down the bowsprit towards the safety of her spar deck.


Bismarck fired a full salvo towards Hood, to which the latter skimmed away to dodge her shells. Unfortunately, one lucky shell hit one of her turret magazines, to which she looks at with wide-eyed shock.

BOOOOOOOM!

A split second later, the shot magazine exploded and also ignited the other turret magazine nearest to it. Hood shrieked from the searing, agonizing pain, her screams drowned out by the large explosion from her magazines.

"Hood!" Prince of Wales, Norfolk, and Suffolk exclaimed in unison, as with wide-eyed terror they helplessly watched Hood get surrounded by fire, smoke, and flying shrapnel and become the center of a very tall column of smoke and fire. The explosion cleared to reveal a heavily injured and bloodied Hood standing weakly on the water, one of her hands was set on fire.

"Aaaahhh-! This power, AAAAAAHHHH-!" Hood mustered all her remaining strength to stand on the water while the fire on her hand spread to her arm. She hissed in pain from her burning arm and the cuts all over the body, coughing out blood from her mouth.

"Big sister!" Norfolk and Suffolk exclaimed at the same time as despair seeped into their faces, tears starting to flow like waterfalls down their cheeks. Meanwhile, Wales' expression was one of seething rage, veins appearing on her forehead as she glared at the two Ironblood warships, tears also starting to flow from her eyes.

"Extraordinary, incredible that you've found this strength. . .!" Hood let out a scream of agony as she couldn't bear it anymore, and the fire on her arm quickly spread towards her torso. The three other Royal Navy ships winced as they helplessly listened to Hood's anguished shrieks. Her feet started to sink below the water.

The glory of the Royal Navy was sinking.

"You bloody bastards! I'll get you someday so that I can avenge Britain's glory!" Wales angrily screamed at Eugen and Bismarck, her teeth gritting hard.

"I, I-I, c-couldn't protect, m-my own big, big sister. . ." Norfolk just went down on her knees, choking her despair-filled words out between sorrowful sobs, her eyes set at Hood's burning form sinking under the water the entire time.


"We've been found out. Eugen, it's time to retreat." Bismarck commanded Eugen, earning herself a disgruntled look from the latter.

"Awwww, we've got the upper hand! Why would we turn back now?" Eugen complained like a child as she regrouped with Bismarck.

"Our secret weapon has been discovered. Dragging this out will only expose us further, so follow my orders, and retreat, immediately." Bismarck sternly commanded her, stressing each successive word she said.

"Verdammt, so there's no helping it." Eugen turned towards the three Royal Navy warships in the distance, oblivious to Wales' angry glaring and cussing directed towards them.

"Hmph, take care, little sheep. We'll be seeing you again." She scoffed at the three before going ahead towards southwest, earning her more intense and harsh swears from Wales. Bismarck staying to watch the scene of despair she created.


"Why. . . Why would you betray our alliance?" Hood raspily said in a weak voice as her consciousness was rapidly leavimg her, looking at Bismarck's direction with tears flowing from her eyes. Her forehead was bleeding, and her tears mixed with her blood and dripped to the water below clouded with red.

"Just. . . Why?" Hood sobbed with mixed emotions of hate and sorrow, her hearing blurring away to oblivion. She mustered all her remaining strength to raise her unburned arm, her numb body already under the water save for her head and raised arm.


"Honor and loyalty, only with great power can we truly save humanity." As if hearing her, Bismarck replied to Hood's last question.

"We've, we've just chosen a different path." She said as a lone tear flowed down her cheek as Hood's head disappeared under the water.

"I don't expect you to understand. Only those looking back on these moments will be able to decide who is right and who is wrong." The Ironblood battleship looked at the three British girls in the distance. Suffolk and Norfolk just looked at Hood's raised arm with despair, crying noisily with despair as they cried waterfalls. Wales just angrily glared at her as she hurled all sorts of British insults at her. Bismarck sighed sadly as she turned away to speed off and follow Prinz Eugen.

"My old friend, may we meet in Valhalla." She raised a hand to wipe her lone tear away from her face, water columns rising around her as Wales attempted to hit her.


". . . We're chasing after Bismarck." Wales sternly commanded Suffolk and Norfolk, making the two cruisers turn to her with fear in their eyes.

"B-But, she destroyed H-Hood! In- In one shot!" The once-confident Suffolk stuttered in terror, Norfolk sobbing beside her in fear and despair.

"No matter, we'll call the Home Fleet for reinforcements." Wales sternly said as she sped southwest to chase down the two Ironblood ladies. The two cruisers looked one last time at Hood's hand sinking under the water, before gulping in fear as they reluctantly followed Wales shortly after.


Constitution's ship form went northwards in full speed at 15 miles per hour, intrigued and concerned by the smoke coming from dead ahead at north. She was currently balancing herself at the tip of her bowsprit, looking through her telescope every now and then.

"Just by looking from afar, something really shitty happened there. . ." She remarked as she remembered the tall explosion column she saw ten minutes earlier.

"Hm, well, I have to know how to handle my blade, in case I need it." Constitution said as she balanced herself while walking down the bowsprit, pocketing her telescope. She then went amidships, her right hand swiftly pulling out her cutlass from its holster.

"En garde!" She declared with vigor as her left hand rushed to grip her cutlass with both hands. Constitution took a large step forward as she sliced leftwards, taking note of the lightness of the sword that weirded her out a little.

She then swung diagonally upwards and toward the right, her left hand letting go of her sword. With another step forward, one swift stroke, and a confident chuckle, she slashed downwards from overhead.


Location Unknown

"Dammit!" A white-haired woman wearing an admiral's outfit with a black overcoat banged a fist on a metal table, gritting her teeth in exasperation.

"Akashi, what the hell happened!?" She turned to a green-haired girl with cat ears shorter than her, malevolently glaring daggers at the shorter girl to seek out answers from her.

"I-I have n-nyo idea at all, M-Miss Enterprise!" The catgirl identified as Akashi stuttered nervously, waving her hands rapidly in front of herself in defense while the woman Enterprise squinted her glaring purple eyes at her.

"N-Normally, a shipgirl would- would be summoned, right th-there! B-But, the wisdom cubes disappeared, with- without l-leaving someone, nya!" Akashi paced around the large chamber's central circular stage, beads of sweat trickling down her forehead out of uncertainty and terror.

"This never happened before. . ." Enterprise muttered audibly to nobody in particular, before sighing heavily out of her exasperation.

"Well, we had our wisdom cubes wasted there. Why, of all times, should this happen!?" She angrily shouted as she banged both of her fists on the metal table in front of her, startling Akashi and making her shrink out of fear. Enterprise sighed again as she brought a hand up to pinch the bridge of her nose, making her way to the room's exit.

"Akashi, report to High Command that something happened and it costed us fifteen out of the fifty-one wisdom cubes in our storage. Tell them nobody came at all, I'm heading to my room to calm myself down after this. . ." Enterprise said snarling, without turning her head to look at Akashi.

"Y-Yes, Ma'am!" Akashi replied as Enterprise left the room, gulping her saliva as she stayed in the room exhaling in relief.


Constitution leaned over the starboard railing of her ship, looking around at all the flotsam floating around. There were numerous wrecks of destroyed Second World War destroyers floating on the water. Some were riddled with holes, others were blown up in half. There were countless pieces of metal plates, shrapnel, and armor too, with some burning up into small fires.

"Shiiiit, what happened here? This place is a literal warzone but on water." She commented as she looked around with caution to see if there were any approaching enemies, which fortunately there wasn't. Constitution walked towards the portside railing to do the same, only becoming more wary when she saw a cloud of red in the water around ten meters away from her ship.

"What in yankee doodle doo is that?" She asked herself as she squinted her eyes to look even closer at the red cloud underwater, before realizing something that made her widen her eyes in fear and panic.

"Did somebody drown!? I gotta go if they can be saved!" She shouted in sudden panic as she vaulted over the railing and went overboard her ship, plunging into the deep blue water.

Constitution looked around underwater and saw that the cloud of red trailed deeper into the blackness below, and she swiftly swam downwards as she followed the trail of blood.

As she swam deeper, she could make out a human figure from the abysmally dark waters beneath, illuminated by the surface light. She could see that the figure was the source of the trail of blood, and as Constitution swam closer she could make out a lot of large, deep cuts on her skin.

She ignored the blood cloud around her and got close to the figure, revealed as a woman with golden hair. Constitution took the woman's unburned hand and dragged her upwards to the water's surface.

Constitution gasped loudly for air as her head broke through the water's surface, before she heaved her free arm on the water to get herself floating. She raised her legs and stepped on the water, and she dragged the other woman towards her ship's portside ladder.

She hurled the woman as gently as she could over the railing, her body disappearing over the deck before a light thud followed. Constitution heaved herself up the ladder and got herself onboard, laying on her stomach for a few moments before getting up to examine the woman she got out from the water.

She looked at all the bleeding cuts scattered across her entire body, her gaze moving to the woman's charred left arm and upper chest. Burnt, black skin cracked all over and revealed bleeding flesh underneath the cracks. Constitution felt churning material rising up to her chest, and she rushed towards the railing just in time as she vomited to the water below.

"Bah! Fuckin' hell!" She cursed as she looked back at the woman. This only caused Constitution to look back towards the water and vomit again. After a coughing fit that followed her vomiting, she looked back at the woman and crouched next to her.

She had gotten used to the sight of the blood oozing out of the woman's burnt body, and she noticed that her dirty, tattered mantle has the flag of Britain on both shoulders.

Constitution shakily leaned her head forward on the woman's chest to feel for a heartbeat, only to hear no pulse inside her. She rose up to look at the woman's blank blue eyes, seeing the sea salt having stuck to her cheeks and making her tears traceable.

". . . Why? Why did she weep. . .?" Constitution quietly mumbled to herself as she looked at the battle-scarred ocean around her. Constitution sighed as she flapped the woman's blue mantle upwards. What she saw was a pendant with an azure blue gem on a golden pendant, with the name "Hood" written above the gem.

"Hm, Hood. . . Where, have I heard. . ." Constitution's eyes widened at the looming revelation. "Well, looks like I'm in the forties again. Just about my fucking luck." She stood up with a distressed sigh and looked up towards the overcast clouds, feeling the wind on her skin and deducing its direction.

"Winds have changed, heading southwest." Constitution muttered as she looked back at the dead woman beside her, looking at her blue mantle before an idea came to her.

"Britain must be to my southwest then. I should at least give dear Hood a proper burial." She exhaled sadly as she trudged towards the helm and gripped the handles, fishing her compass out of her pockets. Constitution checked her compass and saw that her ship was still heading north, and she gave the wheel a gentle turn to starboard.

"All masts brace due starboard." She commanded in a hushed voice, the braces on the ship's starboard pulling themselves and making the ship's sails turn at least forty degrees to starboard, the yards ever creaking so lowly.

"Off we go." Constitution declared neutrally before looking at her compass, easing the helm amidships when the ship's heading was heading southwest, towards Britain.

"Now, time to bring the lass to where she will rest in peace, but for now, she'll have to make do with what I have. . ." She fell into a silence of sincere respect and condolence as she slowly walked up to Hood's lifeless body lying on the deck. Constitution then crouched down beside her and hoisted her up, now carrying the British woman's corpse bridal style.

"Hm, either she's lighter than I expected or I'm strong enough to carry her. . ." She mused to herself as she carefully stepped down the ladder leading to the gun deck below. Constitution entered the commodore's cabin and gently laid Hood down on the empty central table, giving the dead woman a slow nod of respect before heading back out the cabin.


Two Days Pass

Constitution fluttered her eyes open, only to bring a hand up to shield her eyes from the light outside her quarters. She sat up from her wooden bunk bed and rubbed her eyes with her hand, getting them to adjust to the light. She lazily yawned as she stood up from her bed, shortly walking towards her door and going out her room. Her room was on the aft portside of the ship, connected directly to the commodore's cabin a little bit forward on the deck.

"Good morning." Constitution gave Hood's body lying on top of the cabin's center table a greeting before walking out the cabin, trudging quickly towards the ladder for the spar deck. She went upwards and paced towards the bowsprit, balancing her body as she walked towards the tip. Constitution's eyes widened as a very large island dead ahead of her took up half of the azure horizon in front of her.

"Land ho!" Constitution gravely shouted as she walked back down the bowsprit and towards the helm. She noted that the wind was now gently blowing southwards as she gripped the handles.

"Sharp up due starboard!" Constitution commanded, the braces on starboard pulling again by themselves until the yardarms were obstructed by the shrouds and can't be angled any further.


"Hm, what's that in the distance?" A blonde girl wearing a blue coat wondered as she took notice of a speck of black breaking the flatness of the azure horizon. Her eyes widened before she started to run across the port towards a large mansion similar to Queen Elizabeth's mansion further inland.


"Your Majesty, would you like some more tea?" A white-haired woman in a maid outfit asked a girl wearing an outfit similar to that of a royal queen. Said girl had a faraway gaze as she reflected on Hood's death in the Atlantic ocean, only to snap out of it as the maid repeated her question.

"Ah! Yes, of course Belfast!" The queen girl said with laced melancholy, the maid now named Belfast growing concerned for her.

". . . Is something wrong, Your Majesty?" Belfast asked as she tilted her head to the side, earning herself a sad sigh from the queen girl, followed by a sorrowful silence.

". . . It's just, Hood. . ." The girl's quiet voice trailed off, Belfast looking at the grass beneath her with sympathy for their ally's death.

"We'll bring her back, no matter the cost." Belfast tried her best to reassure the girl, to which the girl cheered up with a small smile as she looked at her.

"Apologies, I shall take my leave to make your tea." Belfast gave the girl a quick bow before walking across the garden and entering a door heading to the kitchen inside the mansion. As soon as Belfast was out of sight, the queen girl looked up to the sky as a lone tear flowed down her cheek.

"Hood, I wish you will come back. . ." She sadly said to the sky before bringing a hand up to wipe her lone tear away from her face.


"Haul up all topgallants!" Constitution commanded before her rigging started to furl the topgallant sails. This slowed the ship down as it approached the island, a port becoming more and more visible as she approached.

"Your Majesty!" The lady wearing a blue coat rushed into the open garden, where the queen girl was having her tea served by Belfast.

"Yes, Renown? Is something the matter?" The girl asked with concern just as Belfast poured her tea into her empty teacup.

"Queen Elizabeth, we have, a lone contact, approaching the island, from the southwest!" Illustrious said in between exhausted pants, to which both Queen Elizabeth and Belfast turn to look at her with wary expressions.

"A Siren. . .? No, we'll need to assess the threat first. Belfast, Renown, alert everyone that there's a possible threat approaching this base and handle it accordingly." Queen Elizabeth commanded as she stood up from her chair, trudging for the door heading inside.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Both Illustrious and Belfast gave a quick bow before following Elizabeth to the port.


"Haul up mainsails and foresails!" Constitution hollered, this time the lower main and fore sails were being hauled up. The ship was now around about a few kilometers offshore, and she ran up to the end of her bowsprit and took a look at the land with her telescope.

"Hm, I have their attention." She remarked when she noticed humans scrambling around the port, with others jumping into the water and skimming on top.


Everyone at the port just stood by at a moment's notice, warily watching the figure on the water slowly approach from the distance. The most notable thing about this crowd is that they were all ladies, no men were amongst them whatsoever.

Some of them jumped into the water, their feet instead landing on the water's surface as if it was solid ground. These girls started to skim across the water and towards the approaching figure, but they stopped shortly as they saw what the figure was.

"It's just approaching us very slowly, but why?" Queen Elizabeth said as Belfast took a step forward.

"Scout group, what do you see?" Belfast asked in some sort of communication system, to which she was met with an excited voice shouting right through.

"I-It's, it's a sailing warship!" The girl through the radio energetically exclaimed with awe, causing everyone back on port to widen their eyes in disbelief, some even having their mouths drop.

"A- A sailing warship!?" Illustrious repeated with baffle as some of the girls on port took battle stances.

"Glowworm, are you sure that you didn't ram your head just now?" Queen Elizabeth asked through the radio with skepticism.

"I swear, I didn't ram my head into something for the entire day so far!" The girl named Glowworm answered frantically.

"Your Majesty, orders?" Belfast asked as she turned to Queen Elizabeth with a look of concern.

"Hm, we can't be so sure right now. So for now, flag it down. Make sure that this ship will be turned to dust if it tries anything funny." Queen Elizabeth answered Belfast, to which she earned herself a lot of female voices loudly voicing their concerns through the radio.

"What if it's a trap concocted by those bloody Sirens, like a Trojan horse?" "Or maybe from the Ironblood!?" "Wait, did the Ironblood even have sailing warships back then?"

"All scout destroyers, approach and identify it." Belfast commanded amongst the multitude of voices debating across the radio.

"Affirmative!" A chorus of young girls replied in unison, their voices rising above the debating and shouting in the frequencies.