Monarch File: Two, Zero, Three, Seven.
Date: February 15th, 2016
Location: Onboard the Monarch battlecruiser 'USS Atlas', now heading back to Pearl Harbor with the now recaptured 'USS Kronos'... aaaaaaand get some MUCH needed repairs after the massive shitstorm we just went through!
*Sigh*
First, the Good news…
1: We have managed to recapture the 'USS Kronos' from captain nutcase, who we might as well call 'Captain Ahab'. Who died in the battle against his "Monster Whale"... (crazy bastard)…
And 2: The public is still kept in the dark on the whole incident. They won't find out that we were in a battle and nearly DIED at the hands of the walking nuclear bomb.
… and that's it. That's all of the GOOD news.
Now for the BAD NEWS!
Our ships are trashed. One of them sunk, three needing months of repairs, and our brand new aircraft carrier can't even move on its own anymore! We have to tow both it and USS Kronos back to the port for repairs!
And we have to do all of this, without alerting the press somehow!
The worst part is, while we can't really tell anymore due to the damage to our ships, we think Godzilla is now following us!
*Groans*
Here… Let me explain what happened.
We had finally caught up to the 'Kronos', but at the exact same time, something we weren't aware of yet until it was too late, they were about to engage Godzilla, who, for some messed up reason, was coming toward us.
What we had on our hands just 30 miles North of Antarctica was a three way Mexican standoff, in the very dark, frozen, arctic night, at 100 hours, military time.
Take a wild guess who fired first. Because, surprisingly, it was NOT Godzilla who made the first move.
Captain Stormalong on 'USS Kronos' made the opening move, and of course, it was the WRONG MOVE!
The rail guns opened fire for the first time on the Big G in live fire test, with armor piercing shells. And, guess what? It. Did. NOTHING.
All that attack did was give the walking Titan a reason to retaliate. And the worst part of this for our fleet was we were right in between the 'Kronos' and Godzilla when the battlecruiser opened fire.
Meaning the 350 foot tall leviathan decided that we were the enemy as well! And proceeded to spew fire and death down upon all of us!
*Deep sigh*
To put it bluntly, we lost 948 souls the other day, with some missed in action and many more with serious injuries. The core of the Monarch Defense Fleet has officially been rendered out of action for a good long time.
Could take us three years to get back to strength again, I don't know.
If there is one thing I learned from this incident, it's this…
The head of our organization had a very valid point.
We are not the rulers of this planet, we are just at the middle of the totem pole, at best. These Titans, the monsters that live just beneath the waves, they are the ones at the top of that pole. The top of the food chain.
We are mere ants… in the shadow of giants.
*Sigh*
I might as well start getting ready for the ass chewing the brass up top will give me for losing a navy destroyer…
This has been Captain John Lynx, officially declaring this mission to be over and done with.
Over and out.