Aggy opened her eyes to find a cream-colored ceiling greet her. Glancing around further she recognized some hospital equipment nearby, that there was a curtain drawn around the bed she was lying on, and that she was wearing a hospital gown.

"This, doesn't like the shipboard infirmary," Aggy muttered to herself as she slowly sat up and looked around again, only to find nothing new to see. She could hear the distant sound of waves though.

Her listening to the calm waves was then interrupted as a short woman stepped into her curtained off bed. "Ah, good, you are awake."

Aggy found herself staring at the short woman, confusion filling her mind as she tried to understand why the woman was dressed like a catholic nun of all things, but found her unable to voice her surprise.

"Are you alright? Can you understand me?" she asked in worry as she stepped closer to Aggy.

A-, yes, I can," Aggy responded in embarrassment. "Um, who are you and where am i?"

"Oh, please excuse me. Repair Ship USS Vestal is my name, and as to your other question, you are in my Infirmary on the Azur Lane Pacific Base."

"Oh," Aggy said as she looked down at her lap and then back up to Vestal. "Um, what happened?"

"Helena came under attack, and I am told that you jumped off the ship and dragged her back to her vessel. You then passed out shortly after and were brought here alongside others who were injured in the attack yesterday."

"I, passed out?" Aggy asked in surprise. "Wait, a day passed?"

"Yes, but you need not worry, no one is getting in trouble for being injured and you have only been out for less than twelve hours."

"Oh, that, that's good then," Aggy said nervously as she looked around. "Um, am I wounded?"

"Aside from some strange energy readings I detected early when looking you over you are physically fine."

"Oh good, then-"

"However," Vestal spoke up, interrupting Aggy from continuing as she stepped up to a basket beside the bed and plucked Aggy's pendant from it. "I would like to ask what you can tell me about this pendant you were wearing."

Aggy felt something in her body lurch, like she had just lost something, or as if the air in her body was sucked right out of her. She felt hollow, like she was missing something, and spoke up before she even realized it. "That is mine!"

"I am aware of that," Vestal said simply as she nodded and took a look at the pendant. "I am simply curious as to where you acquired it, as I have reason to believe that this pendant was what was releasing the odd energy I detected upon you when I first looked over you upon your arrival."

Aggy stared at her for a second before realizing that she was not going to give it to her until she gave her the answer she wanted. "It was my mother's; it's an heirloom from her that was left to me."

Vestal looked at her for a moment before sighing and stepping forward, holding out the pendant to Aggy, who then promptly snatched it from her grip and suddenly felt, whole. As well as suddenly very confused as to why she had acted as she just had.

"Do you know where your mother acquired that pendant?" Vestal asked calmly.

"No. I never knew my mother."

"Ah, my apologies. It is just that the material that pendants core is made up of is-" Vestal began to say until the sound of a door opening caught her attention. "Excuse me a moment," She then said with a slight bow as she backed up from the bed and moved out of sight behind the curtain. "Ah, Commander, I was not expecting you to come by today.

"Yes well I felt it a good idea to check up on everyone who went through the trip and was not awake to receive my commendations. Is your last patient awake?" Came the cool and smooth voice of a man who sounded very in control.

"She is, please wait a moment," Vestal responded before stepping back into Aggy's view and looking at her. "The commander of the Base is here and wishes to see you."

"Uh . . . wait, me?" Aggy asked in confusion as she pointed at herself, her other hand still gripping her pendant tightly. Vestal simply nodded, leading to uncertainty washing over Aggy. "Um, I guess?"

Vestal nodded and stepped back away from the bed and turned to Aggy's left. "Over here Commander."

Aggy was not quite sure what she was expecting, but when the Commander stepped into view she was sure he was not that. He was an insanely tall man, nearing seven feet, with a lean build. His white uniform had no detailing aside from the marks of his rank, yet tight muscles showed through his sleeves. His face was sharp and angular, like chiseled stone, and his Black hair was combed and slicked to perfection with the only marker of age being some grey hairs peppering the edges of his hair. He stepped up to the foot of the bed Aggy was on, perfectly in the middle of it, and stood at a casual sort of attention with his hands clasped behind his back. And then bowed at the waist to Aggy. "Thank you."

"Wh-what for?" Aggy managed to say, utterly gob smacked by the action of the man who, from what she understood, was only outranked by the heads of Azure Lane as a whole.

"You, alongside many other civilians who were on the Helena, went above what you were expecting to be required of you during the sudden attack. And you yourself not only endangered yourself to save another, but saved Helena herself, who is a highly loved and respected Individual both among the Eagle Union naval forces, and those of Azure Lane as a whole. Her loss would have been felt across the base by many, and you went above and beyond, endangering your own wellbeing to save her. So I thank you for doing as such. If there is anything you require that needs a bit of a, push, while here please let me know and I will deal with it as a personal favor for saving one who has done so much for humanity as a whole."

"Ah, I – no no no! It's fine I just," Aggy stopped and took a deep breath, unconsciously squeezing the pendant as she did, and calmed down a bit. "I spoke with Helena while we traveled and I just, I considered her a friend so, didn't want her to be left behind. I just thought it was right to try to save her, that's all."

"Risking them without so much as a hint of fear for what they consider right is an admirable trait regardless," the Commander said as he turned just his head to look at Vestal. "Is she in good enough condition to leave your care, Vestal?"

"She is in fine physical health commander," Vestal began to say, her expression looking odd as she snuck a glance at Aggy's pendant. "However, there is the matter of the energy readings I believe I reported to you in the report from last night."

"Look into them as you will, but if she if good to leave the bed, then I believe we should get our last civilian employee settled and given the proper tour of the islands facilities, don't you agree?"

Vestal let out a long, slightly annoyed sigh. "Very well commander, I shall call someone to-"

"No, that is fine Vestal, I think that I will give her the tour of the island personally," The commander said as his posture slackened and he looked at Aggy with a wink. "Call it my own way of repaying the favor for saving Helena."

"Commander, that is hardly proper, and that is something your secretary could do quite easily," Vestal said in an almost chiding tone.

"Perhaps not," He said with a light chuckle as he turned to Aggy's left. "I shall wait outside while you make yourself presentable."

"Uh, okay?" Was all Aggy could manage to say as the commander walked off, disappearing from sight, before the sound of s door opening and then closing could be heard, leaving Aggy alone with Vestal standing off to the side of the foot of the bed. "Um, that, was the Commander of the base right?"

"Yes, that was."

"Everyone Boss? Inclosing mine?"

"Technically the civilian contractors here on the base report to the commanders Secretary, Yorktown, before himself, but yes," Vestal admitted with another sigh. "He is well liked among Ship-girls and the civilians alike, as well as is a very skilled Tactician, but as you have now seen, he does have a bit of a sly side to him. He enjoys playing with peoples preconceptions, and avoiding paperwork."

"Well, no one likes paperwork," Aggy deadpanned as she looked around. "Um, where are my clothes?"

"Ah, your clothing was soaked even when you arrived, and has been sent for cleaning," Vestal said as she walked over to a cupboard and pulled out what appeared to be a folded pile of clothing and took it out. "The royal maid Corps took the, liberty, of bringing everyone personal effects to their rooms, and went so far as to bring a change of undergarments for you, as well as your uniform for when you wake up."

"Those are mine?" Aggy asked as Vestal place the pile of clothing down on the foot of the bed, making it clear that a pair of her own undergarments were indeed sitting atop the folded clothes in an embarrassingly open display.

"They are, I shall allow you some privacy to dress yourself," Vestal said as she took ahold of the curtains and drew them around the bed. "If you need anything simply call and I shall be right over."

"Oh, uhh, thank you," Aggy said uncertainly as Vestals shadow disappeared, making it clear she had walked away from the curtains. Sitting on the bed for a few moments Aggy finally let out a sigh and moved the covers off of her and crawled over to her clothes. Her undergarments were no different than normal, very much being hers in their simplicity at being solid black; the other clothing however was a surprise to her. A short pencil skirt that was not quite too tight, a simple black blouse, and a deep blue jacket, a simple enough uniform with marking of Azur Lane, but also making it clear that she was not part of the Navy proper and a noncombatant. It was a simple outfit, and once donned she had to admit it was rather comfortable for what it was. "Hmm, I wonder if I could wear a regular skirt instead of a pencil skirt? Maybe I'll ask the commander," she muttered to herself as she stood beside the bed and looked the outfit over. Once she was sure it was good enough she nodded and very carefully put her necklace on tight around her neck, the pendant resting against her collar right above the collar of the blouse and jacket.

With a nod Aggy finally sat down and slipped on the shoes she was given, thankfully not heels and just regular shoes, albeit black and undetailed, and then got up and passed through the curtains to find Vestal sitting at a nearby desk, an array of papers and folders stacked to one side, while the other held a computer monitor, but no visible way to utilize it.

"Ah, good it all fits fine," Vestal said with a smile as she gently spun her chair despite her legs being crossed. "I expected no less of the Maid corps, but it does not hut to be careful. Does anything feel off?"

"Well, I don't like pencil skirts much I suppose," Aggy admitted with a sigh as she brushed the skirt and then adjusted her pendant before looking to Vestal. "Um, thank you. For taking care of me."

"Of course, it is my job after all, and you appeared to simply be unconscious from stress, it is no trouble," Vestal said with pleased smile. "Now, I believe the Commander is waiting outside for you, I would suggest heading out to see the base and memorize the layout as much as you can. I look forward to seeing you outside of my practice."

"Um, yes, you too, and thank you again," Aggy said nervously as she hurried toward the door out of the infirmary, opened it, left, and quickly closed it behind her.

"That is an interesting exit," the commander, leaning against the opposite wall, said with a slight smirk. "Vestal say something strange to you?"

"No, I mean, yes," Aggy said with a shake of her head. "She said something weird and, it was like she was staring at my neck. It was odd."

The commander raised an eyebrow. "I believe she was curious about your pendant."

"It' just an heirloom, that's all," Aggy said simply before realizing she had been forgetting something. That the Commander was her penultimate superior. With that thought ahe then stood as formally as she could. "Um, sir, Aggy Anderson, Civilian contractor reporting for my assignment."

The commander looked at Aggy for a solid minute before laughing. You do not need to be so uptight, while this is a naval base, you are a Civilian, so you are not required to memorize naval or army doctrine. Simply show respect and you will be fine."

"U-understood, sir."

"Good, and I prefer a more casual work environment at most times, so don't feel like you need to be stuffy," The commander said as he motioned for Aggy to follow him and then began walking down the hall. "The building we are inside right now is the Islands main building simply called the office. My office, the infirmary, the tactical control center, as well as a variety of storerooms, and logistical facilities are here. If you are here in the future it will idly be to put in a materials requisition form with my secretary, whose office is connected to my own, or to pick up materials from such a thing."

"So I won't be here often except for basic business then, I understand," Aggy said as she looked around and noticed that the frames of the some doors looked to be painted in different colors. "The door frames, their color denotes allowed access?"

"It does, good catch. Black frames are free game. Blue frames are for naval personal only, while white frames are strictly on a high ranking basis normally only I and the highest ranking of the factions," the commander explained s they reached a flight of stairs and began going down.

"Factions?"

"Ah, yes. . . . Civilians would know as such but, over the past few years things have been tense between the members of Azur Lane. With the Ironblood leaving, and the Northern parliament tied up it is primarily the Union and Royals now. On Bases such as this one where the majority of naval power is comprised of the Ship-girls, Azur Lane gives most of the power to make decisions to me, and the Factions themselves are allowed to make their own choices in regards to many matters to help upkeep morale. It's complicated."

"It sounds bloody complicated. Why do something so absurd?" Aggy asked, causing the commander to stop and look at her with a brow raised. "Uh, what, did I speak out of turn?"

"No, I'm just surprised," the commander said with an odd expression. "You have a Royal accent, but your speech pattern for the most part is that of the union. Of course you slipped to mostly Royal just now with the swears, so it was surprising. Mixed parentage I take it?"

"Um, yes. My mother was a Royal, but I never knew her. All I know is that she was part of the Royal Navy, and that she left me my pendant."

"I see, that is not an unheard story among man families. A lot of people were split up, or lost family during the Siren war," the commander stated as he resumed his walking, reaching the bottom of the stairs and heading to the doorway.

"Yeah, I get it," Aggy said with a nod as a question came to mind. "Um, the ones that attacked Helena, they were caught right?"

The commander stopped shy of the door out of the building, a finger grazing the handle before he pulled it away. "No, we did not. We know it was a battleship that was able to fire from outside of Helena's radar range, and we have theories, but nothing concrete as of yet. As a civilian though, you shouldn't worry about that, we'll find them, and if it is a nation declaring war, they will find themselves in a precarious positions rather quickly."

"That's good . . . um, is Helena okay?" Aggy asked next, causing the Commanders smile to return as he opened the door.

"Perhaps you will see for yourself. Come, there is much of the base you should see," the commander said as he exited through the door.

"Uh, I assume that means that she is fine and on the base?" Aggy asked as she followed out and was promptly hit with the scent of the ocean and warm tropical winds.

"Yes, that is the case," he commander said with a nod as he kept walking, forcing Aggy to speed up to keep up with the commanders much longer legs." Her Vessels bridge deadened most of the blow; she was simply knocked out of it unconscious. Her body had very little damage and she woke up on the way to the base."

"Oh, that's good I-"

"Commander!" Suddenly came a young girlish call, pulling both the commander and Aggy's attention to the owner, a girl with a very large chest barely contained by her clothing, short shorts, a vastly oversized coat, and bright blonde hair with pink accents. "Oh and W- . . . wait, no, you're not," the woman said as she tilted her head while looking at Aggy. "Who are you?"

"This is Aggy Anderson, one of the civilian contractors that arrived on the Helena, and the one who had leapt off her vessel to save her," the commander said, introducing Aggy as he did.

"Oh you're the one!" she exclaimed as she came over and grabbed Aggy's hands, shaking them rapidly. "It's a pleasure to meetcha, I'm Omaha Class Cruiser USS Marblehead!"

"Ah, um, I- I'm Aggy Anderson," Aggy said nervously as she wasn't sure where to look. She never was good with other girls who were so upfront and wore so little, especially over their chests, which was a rather big problem considering that that kind of style was pretty common for larger girls in the union. It was a second later that Marblehead stopped shaking her hands but still held them, leading to Aggy looking at her and finding her staring her. "Um, is something wrong?"

"Hmm, ah, sorry about that!" Marblehead exclaimed as she let go of Aggy's hands and backed up a bit. "You just look like someone I've met before, like, you look a lot like them, it's pretty uncanny actually."

"Uh, what?" Aggy said on reflex, not quiet believing what she had heard.

"Well you look a lot like-"

"Marblehead," the commander spoke up, causing her to stiffen and look toward him from his tone being a bit hard. "You came over for a reason, correct?"

"Oh, right sorry, got a bit caught up there," Marblehead said as she slipped a piece of paper out from her cleavage and held it out for the Commander. "Lexington asked me to give this to you."

The commander took the paper and folded it, his eyes scanning the contents with a consistently neutral expression before suddenly folding it and putting it into his pocket. "Thank you Marblehead, I was waiting on his information but it sadly cannot be acted on right now."

"Oh, okay," Marblehead aid as she turned to look at Aggy again, but was stopped from saying anything by the Commander speaking up again.

"Would you please report to Lexington and tell her that I will be dealing with what she sent with you in an hour or so?"

"Oh, uh, I can do that . . . right now?"

"Yes, right now," the commander confirmed.

"Oh, alright," Marblehead said as she turned back to Aggy. "I'll see you later. When you have a day off we should totally hang!" she declared before running off.

"Haah, sorry about that, many of the ship-girls can be a bit eccentric and very friendly. I expect you will be greeted by many of them during your time on the base," the Commander said as he took a few steps and then stopped, realizing Aggy was not moving. "Is something wrong?"

"I'm not sure," Aggy admitted as she looked right at the commander. "Is there really someone on the base that looks like me?"

". . . There is another person, a Ship-girl specifically, who does share a resemblance too, with the same hair and eye color," the commander admitted with a nod. "Simple coincidence."

"If, sorry if this is too up front or breaking regulations, but if it was simple coincidence why did you stop her from saying more about it?"

"You noticed that did you?" the commander asked in a strange tone, as if he was amused.

"It was obvious."

"No, not really, most people would not notice it, they assume it to be the eccentricities of the base and the Ship-girls," the commander said as he looked around and then began striding toward the docks, forcing Aggy to follow quickly or be left behind.

The docks were a bit away from the main building, but once there Aggy realized just how encompassing they were. The docks surrounded almost a full three side of the circular bay with berths for dozens, if not hundreds of ships easily visible. Warehouses, cranes, dry-docks and other places of note for a shipyard were interspaced along the docks, and in the center of the bay, reachable only by a long and sturdy looking bridge was a huge tower that looked part lighthouse part satellite or Radar array. Strangely there were also spots in the bay that had no docks and looked to be covered in sandy beaches, and even from a distance Aggy could see people playing in the sand and water.

"This is the bay, the docks and the beach. Ship-girls will depart for missions from here, and do note that the warehouses and ship maintenance areas are off limits to civilians unless otherwise authorized. The beaches are free to use during your non work hours," the command then turned around and began pointing out places immediately visible around the base. "The Dormitories for naval officers, sailors, and army personal are over there, with the civilian dorms to the side of them. The Ship girl dorms are split according to faction, and the School, which is a simple name for a number of collected facilities for the Ship-girls exclusively, is behind the main office building. It is not against any regulations to go there, just remember it is mostly the ship girls that go there, and it is obvious by a fountain in its center with an anchor monument."

"Okay," was all Aggy said, waiting for the commander to bring up her question, if he was even going to.

"Good. There are area of the base with shops and the like for everyone use, just remember some shops sell things that are strictly for ship-girls. Oxy-cola, for example, cannot be drunk by humans. Best scenario is serious stomach aches and throwing up. Worst case scenario is a few weeks in the infirmary and an injured digestive tract."

"What is it?"

"A mix of actual cola, and a number of industrial derivatives and mechanical liquids," the commander admitted with a chuckle. "it is one of those things that makes the few differences between humans and Ship-girls clear."

"I see . . . can they not eat normal food then?"

"No, they can. Just for some reason a few kinds of food do not quiet . . . alleviate certain needs I guess is the way to explain it. Regular cola's burn their throats, so Oxy-cola was made for them to compensate. There are a few other similar food and drink items, and they will be clearly marked as not for human consumption."

"I can sort of understand, Cola is disgusting," Aggy muttered with a shake of her head.

The commander almost growled suddenly, catching Aggy off guard as the noise turned into a disgruntled sigh. "Goodness, with every word you make it more difficult to ignore," He then paused and looked around, as if checking for anyone nearby and turned to directly face Aggy. "You recall Vestal mentioning a point of note related to your health?"

"She, mentioned something about energy, right?" Aggy asked, now confused as to why that was brought up.

"Yes. The energy reading came from your pendant, and while the energy is still being looked into, I believe that the Gem caged in that pendant of yours is a Shard of a wisdom cube."

"A what?" Aggy asked in confusion. She had never heard of anything by that name. She figured it was just a sapphire or lapis lazuli, or something similar.

"A Wisdom Cube. The most important item in the last two decades," The commander said seriously as he took out a phone and opened a file on it and turned it to Aggy, showing her an image of a beautifully blue cube that seemed to glow and contain light itself. "The wisdom cubes are a very securely kept secret among nations and navies. They are what allowed the creation of Ship-girls, as well as the ability to fight against the sirens. Without them, we would have lost the war."

"Wait, really?" Aggy asked before another thing the commander said came to mind. "Wait, they are what made ship-girls?"

"Yes. It is a, complicated subject that requires knowledge in a number of scientific scopes and concepts, but to put it in the most simple of terms, Wisdom cubes are repositories of Knowledge and possibilities. They contain vast quantities of data, data that we have difficulty even now accessing, and when used alongside amounts of materials and proper probing for the information, the wisdom cubes can cause the actualization of a ship-girl, as well as their ship, into reality."

"Um, sir, while interesting, and sounding like something out of a ci-fi novel, that sounds like something that I do not have the justification to know," Aggy said nervously, hoping the conversion would not led to waking up on an operating table or in a cell.

"It would not be normally, no. however to explain the situation it needs to be said," The commander stated as he flipped his phone and changed the picture to showing a charred corpse. "That is what happens to most humans when touching a Wisdom cube without proper protection. They are storage repositories for knowledge, data, and energy, and when used can create entire ships and the Ship-girls. Simply touching them can cause extreme pain or death in humans, which is why they are controlled, and not known to the public. Knowledge of them does not leave this base under any circumstances."

"I understand my lips are-," Aggy stopped as something suddenly clicked in her mind, a hand gently going to to brush against her pendant. "Wait, you said you think the gem in my pendant is a Wisdom cube?"

"Not the cube itself, a shard of one," The commander Clarified. "Wisdom cubes are roughly five inches square in size. The interesting prospect is that no one has ever managed to damage or break apart a wisdom cube through forced means. They break apart when forming a Ship-girls rigging, and under no other circumstances that we are aware of," He explained as he did something on his phone before putting it away.

"Then, why would you think it's a piece of a wisdom cube if they have never been broken apart before?" Aggy asked, trying to wrap her head around the conversation and feeling like she was missing something.

"Because the passive energy from it is almost the exact same as that of wisdom cubes. It is uncanny and worrisome," the commander said seriously. "You claim it was a heirloom of your families, correct?"

"Y-yes. It was my mothers, supposedly."

"You don't know?"

"I never knew my mother; my uncle gave it to me before leaving for this job, saying my father made it clear I needed to have it at some point."

" . . .your mother's name?"

"I- I don't know. My father never told me before he passed away, and my Uncle had never met her. She was in the Royal Navy though I was told."

"I see. I will be blunt with you; I believe there is the possibility that your mother stole that wisdom cube somehow. If she touched it with her skin at any point, it is possible it damaged her DNA, which could possibly explain why you bear a resemblance to a well-known Royal Navy ship-girl."

"What!?" No, that' that's impossible!" Aggy said on reflex, feeling suddenly very worried about what was going to happen to her. Was she going to be imprisoned? Tortured for information she didn't have?

"And why is it impossible? You have after all admitted to not knowing your mother yourself, and perhaps more curious is that there are no available records as to who your mother is."

"What?! How do you know that?"

"Because I have already investigated you a bit," the commander stated much to Aggy's surprise. "It is nothing personal, but when it is reported to me that a civilian may have a wisdom cube on them, it becomes a high priority.

"B-but how would you even, wait. . . Helena?" Aggy asked in surprise.

"Yes, she was the one who reported your pendant. Anything related to Wisdom cubs is of the highest interest to the navy after all," the commander stated simply. "We will know the truth rather quickly though, as I have called for the Ship-girl in question. If that pendant of yours contains a piece of a wisdom cube they lost at some point, they will be able to tell at a glance."

"What, I- this is, what is going to happen to me then?" Aggy asked in fear of the answer.

"If the gem in your pendant is hers, it will be retuned and you will be reimbursed. You had no say in what occurred, and did not know anyting, so you will not be held accountable," the commander stated clearly. "However, if it not hers, we will need to start doing some digging into what, or whose that gemstone is as there should be no way for a civilian to-"

"AGGY! Is that really you!?"

Both Aggy and the Commander turned to the new voice, and in that instant Aggy felt as if she was looking at a mirror in some ways. The woman before her had the exact same hair and eye color as her, with her hair only being different in strange tuffs of hair on the upper area of her head and much longer side bangs. Her face and body were also very similar in build and look, with the only difference there seeming to be that Aggy's own breasts were maybe a single cup size larger. The woman was wearing a strange ensemble of clothing that looked fairly regal, but did not have a skirt or anything, seeming to rely on the length of her upper clothing to cover her lower body. She was staring very directly at Aggy wheel breathing heavily, making it clear she had just run a great distance, or just very quickly.

"Ah good, Aggy, This is HMS Warspite, Battleship of the Royal Navy and-" The Commander began to say, right up until Warpsite strode right up to Aggy and looked like she was going to grab at her, only to instead stop just shy, her gaze looking at Aggy's pendant before looking her right in the eyes.

"You, you look so . . . what is your family name?" Warpite asked, only to shake her head. "No, wrong question, your father, what was your fathers full name!?"

"J-jack Andersdon," Aggy replied on reflex, confused by the way the one before her was acting.

Hearing the words Warpsite's eyes began to tear up before she nearly lunged forward, wrapping her arms around Aggy and starting to cry tears of happiness as she spoke. "It is you, i- I finally get to see you again! I – I missed you so much Aggy . . . Agincourt, my daughter."

Aggy let the words sink in for half a second before her reaction came out instantly. "Wait, what?!"

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Authors note: and we have the big reveal at last. Honestly not that big as it was kind of heavily foreshadowed. For those that do not know though, the Queen Elizabeth class of battleships are a group of five ships comprised of the Queen Elizabeth, Warspite, Valiant, Barham and the Malaya. A sixth ship of this class was planned to be constructed with slightly lesser armor but faster speed (making it a battle cruiser, not a battleship) but was canceled as the war broke out.

Any guess as to the name of the ship, yes, it's in the name, The HMS Agincourt.

That is of course not to be confused with the Agincourt that was ordered by brazil, sold to the ottomans, and then seized by the royal navy before the first world war.

Well any further information about that last couple of lines will come into the next chapter. Hope people like how this one is going, and if ya like please feel free to drop a review.

Until the next time.