Chapter 3

Montgomery Chapman stood nervously on the bridge of his small fishing trawler. The woman, who he assumed was in charge of the massive warship akin to the old Atlestian Dreadnaughts of the Great War, had been standing perfectly still and silent ever since he had laid out the world and regional charts that he had on board, which was 15 minutes ago. Had he not been able to hear her soft breathing he might have assumed that she was dead.

He looked over to Emeric, who was nervously glancing at the guns of the Dreadnaught, as if they would suddenly turn on them, a feeling that Montgomery could perfectly understand. Montgomery returned his look to the woman, whose name he just realized he had never learned.

"Ma'am?" He spoke up, causing the woman to jump slightly before turning her head to look at him, "May I ask your name?" Montgomery asked hesitantly.

The white-haired woman hummed before responding, "Ich nehme an, es ist nur fair," She said quietly to herself before looking the elder Chapman in the eyes, "Admiral Graf Spee, a Frauenschiff in service with Großadmiral of the Kriegsmarine, Erich Raeder and Frauenschiff Bismarck." She stated, causing Montgomery to recoil slightly at hearing she was an Admiral, but also at the vast number of words and names he knew nothing of. "May I take these charts?" Spee asked, holding up the two maps that Montgomery had showed her.

"I- uh, sure, just take them, I don't need anything for them." The elder Chapman said with a nervous chuckle, which apparently went unnoticed by Spee.

"Danke, could you point to the general area where we are currently?" She asked, holding up the regional map.

"S-sure." Montgomery walked up and pointed in a general circle as to where they were.

"Danke, I will be leaving you now." Spee stated, placing the charts under her arm and walking passed the Chapmans, leaping from the deck of the trawler onto her own ship. "Auf Wiedersehn, Montgomery and Emeric Chapman." She stated, looking back down on them before her ship began to steam forward once more, leaving behind the bewildered and relieved Valerian Citizens.

Spee once again poured over the maps that the two men had given her, their ship long since disappearing over the horizon. She frowned, nowhere on her own charts did she see anything resembling the landmasses depicted on the 'World Map' she had taken. She once again looked at the point where the man had marked their general position, trying to decide where to go from there.

Her fuel had been miraculously fully refilled along with her ammunition stockpiles, so she could most likely go anywhere but the furthest landmasses shown on the map. She briefly looked at the Island labeled Patch, seeing its position from the city of Vale she deduced that it would most likely be some sort of Military base or Island fort. It would be a perfect jumping off point or radar station for any Fleet, so it was out of the question for her to go there.

Her eyes drifted northwards, to the Northern continent that looked like a Western Dragon, she saw a few towns marked on the map, but they were all crossed off, either destroyed or abandoned, so that would make it an opportune area to salvage any oil or ammunition to establish a base here.

But before she could do that, she needed information on where she is, and just a map wouldn't do. She looked back along the nearby coast shown on the map, deciding to head to the closest village that would be out of Radar and air spotting range of Patch, Lanceton. She turned from her plotting table and set her ship to the estimated bearing of the village, predicting around an hour or two of travel until she would arrive. She looked out across the see, setting her eyes on the setting sun and the sky around it, the magnificent canvas of oranges, yellows, and reds nearly taking her breath away. Perhaps this new world will be better than the last, that was all she could hope for.

Spee silently leapt from the water onto one of the barnacle ridden moorings present at the village of Lanceton. The sun had set an hour ago, so there were little people present at the docks, as to be expected of what appeared to be a fishing village, due to the multiple small trawlers present in harbor.

The Frauenschiff had left her ship anchored just over the horizon, as to not alarm any of the town's denizens, having her Arado Floatplane patrol around the Panzershiff to detect if any hostile ships or fauna were inbound to assault it while the Graf was on her scouting mission.

Spee dismissed her rigging, the large hands and shark heads disappearing and having herself be in just her clothes. She looked down, grimacing slightly as her clothing would most likely make her stand out amongst the civilian populous of the place, as it was not even remotely similar to what any of the civilians she had seen in her brief time in service had been wearing. But that was just a minor concern, what she needed was to find a library of some sort to gather more information on the area.

The white-haired woman walked off of the docks, wandering aimlessly through the cobblestone streets, looking at the wooden structures that littered the area of various quality. She halted in front of exactly what she was looking for, the town library. It was a shabby little building, not very well maintained, but that mattered little, all that mattered was the information that lay inside. She pushed open the door, causing a bell to ring as she walked in.

As soon as the bell rang, a crash and a feminine yelp was heard from the back area of the small building. Thinking someone was in danger, Spee reached into her belt and retrieved Kay's PO8, deciding her rigging would be too destructive for a possible hostage situation. She kicked open the door and pointed her Luger inside, sweeping the room causing the only occupant of the room, a mousy haired, bespectacled woman to let out a terrified peep and raising her hands in surrender.

"I don't have any money!" She exclaimed, causing Spee to quirk her head and lower her sidearm.

"Are you harmed?" asked the Admiral, the woman on the ground opening her eyes slightly.

"Y-you're not here to rob me?"

"No. I am here for information." Spee responded flatly, returning her PO8 to her belt. This prompted the woman to scramble up from the pile, looking surprised.

"Wait, really?" She asked hesitantly.

Spee quirked her head once more, "That is what this place is for, yes?"

"Of course! Yes!" The woman exclaimed, her attitude taking a 180 from timid and frightful to beaming and ecstatic. "I'm so sorry about the mess, not many people come to libraries any more sadly, so I've had to pay out of pocket for some repairs." Spee's eyes widened slightly in surprise at the woman's sudden change of attitude, but followed her out to the foyer of the public library. "I'm Jade by the way, what's your name?" The woman, Jade, asked.

Spee hesitated for a second, when she had told the fisherman her whole name, he had acted surprised, so she opted for the least formal part of it, "Just call me Spee."

Jade hummed, "Sounds foreign, are you a huntress?"

Spee stayed quiet for a moment before replying to Jade's question, "Some might call me that." It was an honest truth, she had been a huntress of the seas for a short time, sinking 9 merchant ships.

"Oh! That's great. So, what can I help you find Miss Spee?"

"General history books and geographical charts." Spee stated. Jade nodded, turning and walking through the library with the Cruiser following behind her, they shortly made it to the section Spee requested.

"Alright, here you are, please call for me if you need anything Miss Spee." Jade stated happily before turning and leaving Spee to find what she needed. The white-haired Geman looked across the multiple books under the History and Maps section, sighing to herself, it will take a while to read through all this.

Ich nehme an, es ist nur fair - I assume it's only fair

Großadmiral – Equivalent to US Fleet Admiral

Danke – Thanks

Auf Wiedersehn – Good-bye

Sorry that this chapter is a bit short, just thought it would be best to stop it there and skip over the reading portion, seeing as she'll learn what we already know, and I don't really need to repeat that info to ya'll. As for other ships, more will come, but later, and primarily Germans for the first few, though you Limey Lovers will have a few after the first batch of Kriegsmarine ships. I sorta wanna see which ships you think will arrive. But now to Review Responses!

Guest: Thanks for the compliment! And Spee is also one of my favorites, though I've oathed Laffey, Helena, and Jean Bart already, next ring will go to the Cinnamon roll though.

GuestZ: I suspect that Remnant surface ship classifications would be somewhere along the lines of what it was in the First World War, with Dreadnaughts, Cruisers, Destroyers, etc. as you said. And I agree that Submarines most likely would not have been invented, or if they had, they wouldn't have gotten beyond the hand crafted stages like the early ones, and if I get that far I will most definitely bring a submarine into the fic.

Radars are most definitely a thing that Remnant has, because how else could automated Point Defense turrets exist for their Airships. As for Spee's Guns, they may not be lasers, but they're still 11 inch guns, and I can't forsee anything smaller than a Goliath taking more than one shot to kill, including Deathstalkers. Spee just had a bit of difficulty with the Sea Feilong because she didn't know where to hit and was mostly trying to deter until the end. And I personally believe that Radio Communication was invented by Remnant, and it was just completely abandoned and viewed as a relic after the invention of the CCTS, but I agree that any Ships coming from the world of Azur Lane will have an advantage after the Fall of Beacon.

When it comes to Atlestian Airships, I feel like they took the same approach that the UNSC did with their Frigates and Destroyers, with fixed forward facing main guns along side Point Defense guns and Missile Pods, though the Atlestians have certainly automated a shit ton more duties than the UNSC did. I do think that they have some sort of Fighter, its just that we see Bullheads the most because they're troop transports and we only follow the people on the ground. And during the Fall of Beacon, I don't think any fighters would be deployed just due to how much Flak the Airships would be putting up.

As for Aircraft Carriers, I will most definitely include one, and soon, though I don't feel like any of them would try and attack Atlas. But when it comes to Airship Travel vs Boat travel, both exist, and Airship travel is by far faster than boat, as seen by the Transport that Weiss took to Mistral in Season 4, they were hauling ass. The Ship going from Vale to Beacon in the early episodes was just going at a slower pace due to it being within what I would believe to be high traffic airspace. But Boat travel does exist, Blake and Sun took a ship to Menagerie after the Fall of Beacon and you can see Schnee Dust Company cargo ships in Vale. Though I do feel like the Ocean would be a massive cesspool for Grimm, and most likely could house some Grimm that no Faunus or Human has ever seen.

And that will be all, Thanks for reading and as always, feel free to leave criticism, roast me, threaten my life, or anything else along those lines.

Sayonara readers, Gamenian out.