Son of a Ship

AN: it is time... for Harry's ship to be revealed!

I think I'm going with Montpelier for Harry's Eagle Union ship. I just need to find out who to choose for Sakura.

AN2: Some of the most recent game events haven't happened in this timeline.

AN3: oh no! an update!

Chapter 6: A sunk ship.

It had been three months since he had met Vampire, and now Harry was traveling on Vampire's ship along with Odin, on the outskirts of a minor Siren incursion that had occurred on his way to the Sakura Empire. He felt safe because he truly believed that the sirens wouldn't target him.

He was right. They wouldn't intentionally target him.

On the other hand, leaning on the railing when a stray torpedo detonated nearby is a bad position to be in.

He sunk quickly, as he had hit his head on the side of the ship and was too dazed to swim.

"Harry!" Enterprise shouted.

"Kid!" Purifier, who had met with Harry a few times, and kinda liked him, also shouted.

There was also a heavy cruiser present that unconsciously tried to reach out for the sinking boy.

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Harry's magic wrapped around him, keeping him alive well past where the lack of oxygen and the water pressure would have killed him.

Landing on the 'sea floor' he had no idea what was in store for him.

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'Waking up,' Harry was sitting on what appeared to be a dark crushing void. Looking around he saw the silhouette of a man. The only part that seemed to be even partially defined was a pair of red glowing eyes.

"Mind if I sit down next to you for a bit?" the being asked.

"Sure, but where are we?" Harry asked.

"Your mind, and we only have a little time. You are now on the bottom of the ocean, and your magic is quickly running out. I can help you survive if I put all my remaining energy into it, but you will have to accept my help."

"Who are you, and how would it help me survive?"

"You may call me Riddle, and I am the last shreds of good that was in the soul of the man who killed your birth parents, and as to how?" the figure reached into Harry's coat and pulled out a cube he routinely carries. "with this."

"How can my Wisdom cube help? It would need a ship."

Harry couldn't see it, but he could feel the figure smirk as it replied, "this mental landscape is identical to where your body is." The figure put his hand on the 'ground' and suddenly large blue bands started lighting up. (EN)

Harry's eyes widened as he realized what he was looking at.

A ship, a Siren ship, damaged and sunk, but potentially salvageable with the cube's power.

"What about you?" Harry asked.

"I am just a fragment of someone who should have died, please, allow me this opportunity to repay you for some of the hurt I caused you."

Harry nodded and whispered, "Thank you."

the figure faded away.

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The small soul fragment started channeling what was left of its magic, along with Harry's into the cube that the real-life Harry had on his person.

It wasn't enough. Oh, it would activate the cube, but it wouldn't be enough to bring the ship up and convert it. Then the soul fragment felt it, the remains of a protective spell, and 'grabbed it' throwing what power it had remaining in as well.

The protection spell acted unpredictably, turning a slight chance of success... into a certainty.

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Within the spell, there existed an imprint of a young redheaded woman the imprint saw what was happening, and how the fragment was trying to save her son and knew that it most likely wouldn't be enough. The protections needed to be brought to full power, but without any blood relatives, and without any love, it was impossible...

but...

The imprint had an idea, Harry had forged a bond with someone he now considered a mother, if the other side of the bond accepted the burden of maintaining the protections, then the warship that Harry calls a mother could power the protections to full power.

So it followed the faint bond to the mother.

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One second Enterprise was watching the place where her son of nearly a year sank beneath the waves and was prepared to physically throttle whoever sent that torpedo, and the next she was floating in a void with a translucent redheaded woman in front of her.

"Who are you?" the warship asked.

"I'm an imprint of Lilly Potter, Harry's birth mother, but we have little time to save him," came the woman's response.

"How? He sank minutes ago, and nobody can get down there in time to rescue him."

The woman faded slightly with a grimace and responded, "You'll have to take my words on faith, as I currently don't have the time or ability to demonstrate what I'm about to say. When I died I placed a special magical protection on Harry, a protection that had started to fade when he had been placed with my sister, and after she died started fading faster. Currently, a force is trying to use the protection to save Harry, but it currently probably wouldn't be enough."

"So...?" Enterprise started only to be interrupted.

"I'm getting there, I propose that I link the protection to you as his mother, to bring it up to full power."

Enterprise only needed a second to decide, Harry had grown on her.

"I accept."

The woman nodded and vanished in a flash of light, and the warship felt something attach to her in a metaphysical sense, and then she snapped back to reality to see Purifier blasting one of her own ships.

Turning toward the Siren she was about to say something scathing... when she felt it.

The sea was quaking, and at the location where her son sank, a bright green glow started to form.

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The specter that was trying to help Harry was giving up hope, there just wasn't enough power to do what needed to be done, and then it happened.

A surge of power ripped through the protections, and into what he was trying to do. And as he faded, he smiled.

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Harry found strength that he didn't believe he had as he pulled out the cube he always carried with him for luck, and vaguely noticed that it was shining like the sun. Standing in the grip of his new strength, he felt the power grow, and the 'ground' beneath his feet start to shake and rise, and blue glowing bands appeared on it.

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Back on the surface Vampire was crying her eyes out, she thought she had already lost someone that had quickly become important to her, then she saw the glow, and felt her commander coming closer.

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In the Siren, main base sensors were going wild, and Dreamweaver along with all the others not on a mission was trying to figure out what happened.

Dreamweaver had no idea that her friend had been close to death.

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Enterprise purifier pulled up next to Enterprise after she had finished obliterating the mass-produced ship that had misfired the torpedo, and staired at the glowing spot, a spot that was glowing brighter every second, and then it happened.

The prow of an enormous ship broke the water and then fell down, showing a thoroughly wrecked Siren ship of an unusual configuration, with Harry standing on the bow, with a brightly glowing wisdom cube floating between his hands.

Then his voice sounded loud and clear.

"Hope of Darkness, ENGAGE!"

The ship burst into bright green cubes that proceeded to slam into Harry.

When the cubes had settled he was encased in black armor with glowing blue Chevrons on it, on his left arm there was an aircraft carrier landing strip, in his right hand a black bow, and on each shoulder were a set of triple-barreled main guns.

Purifier corrected herself, badly cracked and chipped armor, a nonfunctional landing strip, a bow that would be lucky to get off one shot before shattering, and a pair of main gun sets that were twisted and bent into non-functionality.

Harry fell face first and started to sink again when the Siren grabbed him and bulled him into a princess carry.

"Let go of my son Purifier," Enterprise demanded.

"I'll bring him back," she started and as Enterprise aimed her bow at her she continued, "Harry's ship is choc-full of Siren tech, so who better to fix it, and make sure the cube is working properly than us?"

Enterprise grit her teeth, the Siren, as much as she didn't want to admit it, had a point. Even she could see that, based on how his battle form looked, that the ship needed to be almost rebuilt, and who better to make sure the cube worked properly than the ones who made it.

"Vampire goes with you."

"Let me check."

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Dreamweaver's communicator started beeping, and looking at who it was she slammed a hand on the receive button, and shouted, "What do you want Purifier? We're trying to find out what the massive energy surge that happened near your... loca... what did you do Purifier?"

"Wasn't me. One of the Mass-produced ships accidentally detonated a torpedo too close to the ship the kid was on."

Dreamweaver was about to tear into Purifier when the other Siren continued, "kid was knocked overboard, and then, a few minutes later comes back up in a massive light show with a huge ship, one of our advanced ones, that he promptly engages. He requires serious repairs and to see if the cube is working right, so I'm bringing him to base A2-9-98, and Enterprise is demanding to send Vampire as well."

Taking a deep breath Dreamweaver calms down and replied, "Take him and Vampire to base B9-0-81, as we are about to abandon it anyway."

"Understood, see ya," Purifier replied.

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"Yo, Vamp, Get your ass over here, we're gonna get your commander's ship fixed up!" Purifier shouted then opened a portal to the designated base.

Vampire engaged to make herself more compact for the trip and followed after Enterprise sent her a message, "follow, then report everything when you get back.

Sending an acknowledgment she followed the Siren.

Only to emerge in a deserted base. She could tell that it was a Siren Facility, but it looked abandoned.

She also saw Purifier slapping Harry upside his helmeted head.

"Kid wake up!" she said hitting the helmet hard enough to make it ring.

"Whaaa..." Harry started to say groggily.

"You need to deploy your ship so we can start working on it, and then the medical bay for you.

With a word, Harry managed to deploy his ship, which immediately sank to the bottom of the dock. The machines in the dock were quick to retrieve it and move it to a drydock.

"Yo, Vamp, I'm moving the kid to the infirmary, you're welcome to join us. You'll have free run of the place, it's being decommissioned after this anyway."

Vampire nodded and followed the Siren.

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Dreamweaver frowned at the ship being repaired at the base. It was... not what they had intended for Harry, but they could make it work, first, they had to replace much of the tech they didn't want the Azure Lane or Crimson Axis to get a hold of.

Observer moved behind her to observe what Dreamweaver was doing. She started nodding in approval of what the other Siren was doing... until she saw the error message.

"Dreamweaver, why haven't you disabled... that?"

Dreamweaver looked Observer in the eyes, and replied, "I can't. It seems to be locked in place, the best I can do is a password lock it, I intend to have each of Harry's fleet, along with myself need to enter a password to allow him to use it."

Observer frowned and reread the error message, and nodded. It wasn't a perfect solution, but it would probably prevent it from being used.

The rest of the replacement parts were... better than what the other factions had by a decent amount, but were multiple generations below Siren state of the art, and were actually just about the minimum tech they had in storage that would fit the frame.

She then noticed a second screen with a hull that looked similar, except it was lacking the WMD that was once on the Orochi.

"What's this? A sister ship for him? Specs are much lower. Ah, based off of our regular Siren ships, not the advanced models, how do you plan on making the Siren personality?"

With some keystrokes, Dreamweaver brought up another file.

"Well, now, that is an interesting idea and would try and make use of resources we have laying around. Do you think she will agree?"

"A high probability, to be able to return to service and help her comrades again, even as part of an independent fleet would be a big draw, if not, there's always this setup," Dreamweaver replied while bringing up a different file.

"Go for it, the Arbitrators have decided to lighten much of our restrictions in light of the interesting data."

Dreamweaver nodded and continued her work.

End chapter.

EN: in-game they stated that the blue glowing Mass-produced ships were more advanced than the red ones.