When the winds often representing change swepts through the world, everything follows. All futures are pre-determined be it someone's demise or ones rise. And yet someone stood still, not the winds nor the storms can move her. Dull eyes and a bland expression she is a woman covered in blood. With an envious gaze forward she is left behind, like petrified into stone she stood defiantly.

A Being with no will and purpose but only a duty to fullfil. This Person's fate is independent, because she is merely a key to a greater outcome.

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A soundless hue of the wind touched a lady's exposed skin whilst fluttering her coat. With an unwavering gaze she looked towards the Horizon, the peaceful sounds of the ocean waves calms the heart.

Mirai... a Kansen of the Japanese Maritime Defense Force, a prided and decorated ship of Japan. No matter how great the praise, no matter how much they pay, the popularity or pampering of others were no match to what she had lost.

The smiles of the past were gone, like before, she was alone once again in the expanse of the great blue sea.

Her right hand flinches, the weight of her sword forever embedded into her memory. Each time it striked, her heart tightens those unwanted bitter memories were mixing within her mind.

A Demon.

Thats what she was called during that war for nothing. She like her sisters were meant to be Aegis decoy ships, and to be convincing they were built close to the Maya-class but inferior to the Kongou-class Destroyers.

And like their intended purpose they were merely disposable, except of accepting such reality she forced her will to be strong. What she lacked with technology could be counterweighed by technique...

However seeing this future she regrets fighting defiantly. She wished she was meek and cowardly so she could just die together with everyone...

Her thoughts were interrupted by creaking of metal.

She broked the railings of her ship, her emotions is getting the better of her self... again. And without losing momentum she didn't held back... The Anger, The Sadness they were all too real... breaking much of the unnecessary accessories of her ship.

She coughed, her emotions went out of control again. Her eyes were unfocused terrified of what she was becoming, the anxiety and unease were consuming her. She held her breath and covered her face, once pulling her hand down the look of terror and anxiety were gone replaced by a reassured and confident or even an arrogant smile.

(Representation.

Source; Girls Und Panzer: Saga of Pravda)

And thus she stood up like nothing happened, however it wasn't the end and suddenly light showered her ship. Her smile deepens, and an unwavering voice let out of her lips completely the opposite of what she felt much, much earlier.

"... Prosperity to those who lay their heads low and cruelty to those who Resist!" She proclaims with much enthusiasm.

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Pearl Harbor, October 5, 1940

Sitting inside the office was an Admiral of the Western Fleet of the Eagle Union Navy, Rear-Admiral Husband Edward Kimmel reading a news paper.

With a drink from his coffee he sighed as he looked through the headlines of the daily issued news papers.

"'It has only been 7 years after the defeat of the Sirens, now we face our true enemy. Ourselves.'" As he reads the headline he looked painfully annoyed. "

"As if there's going to be a war again, damn Media, getting better at making up stories." His grumbled words were laid with spite and hate. "They never even fought the War."

He read further, each word he passes was making him feel anger within. There was too many exagerations and too few reasons.

"Goddamn it. Have some trust in your Humanity." He placed down the paper and began wondering in his thoughts.

There was no way the AzurLane Alliance will fell apart so quickly just after the defeat of their Enemy's second wave, however despite that the thought of the Empire of Sadergna and Ironblood actualy making a separate alliance -with many more Nations slowly showing interest-, gave him shivers and he too cast doubts to their beliefs. That belief was Human Technology was enough.

After all if the Siren's were realy from the far flung future wouldn't it be beneficial to gain insight to such advance tech?

A knock on the door interrupts his thinking. He was startled, almost spilling his coffee to his crotch. He composed himself before giving the approval of entry.

"Come in." He says with a serious stern voice. Like a true commander.

The door opened and enter Arizona with a serious look in her face, she stepped forward holding a File.

"What brings you in today? Arizona."

"Admiral, just reporting."

She hands out the file to which he opened and read the contents. Kimmel found oddity within the report and thus he questions his uncertainties,

"Arizona, why is it a "Possible Siren Activity"? Shouldn't have this been confirmed the moment it was detected?"

"Yes, however the Problem is that it may also be the Sakura Empire or the Ozzies. After all they've not even attended the yearly Briefing and have not been responding to our summons. This could be them testing some sort of harnessed technology."

He thinks about it before issuing an order. There was alot to take into account, Oz may join Crimson Axis but because they have a small navy they weren't anything to be a problem the true worry is the Sakura Empire having the third Largest Navy and having a Small place to cover they are the hardest to determine and has the highest potential of conquering the world. With a tired sigh he merely issued,

"Send in a fast interceptor fleet. Incase its a Siren, I want you and Pennsylvania to Follow."

"Right away!"

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A uniquely formed fleet, made out of 6 Destroyers and 2 Battleships were sent by the Western Fleet Head Commander of the Eagle Union Navy.

Their mission was to set course for an investigation of an Anomolous rift within space, similar to when a Siren uses its trick to cage their prey.

While of course such a mission was conducted not in hopes fighting a siren but rather to pry wether this "Anomolous" Events that has caused greatly in the decrease of Siren Activities as of this year.

"Argh.... Why do we need to Investigate something this far off from our territory! Aren't we enroaching in the Northern Parliament's Territory already!?" A groaning Complaint came from the Mouth of Somer's. The oldest of her Destroyer Class.

Her complaint was shared with the others who had felt the same, though the two battleships stayed indiffierent. And tried to cheer them on.

"Oh come on! You lil'Destroyer's cheer up! When Christmas Comes this Year 1941, Mama Arizona will bring you delicious Feast!"

"Seriously? You're a Mama now?"

Ignoring her sisters half witted retort, Arizona waited for the wows and ooohs of her children. But that wasn't the case.

"? Yeah Sure." It was an annoyed response.

To which such words easily pierced her motherly heart. "I swear I'll die at the docks while eating a bomb to my face...." Arizona silently grumbles.

But everyone ignored her and soon after the one leading the Destroyers, Gleaves soon announced to the entire fleet.

"Unknown Ship in the Horizon! Uncomfirmed wether it's a Siren or not. But it's lenght is best judge to be a high-speed Cruiser! Only one turret is located at the bow but be warned it may have some other trick at it's sleaves."

Her warning was easily followed

through and every destroyer of the squadron immediately surrounded the mysterious grey ship. All of them were at the maximum range of their guns, anticipating some sort of retaliation.

Every destroyer gaze towards the gun of the ship to see it's further objective.

"This is the Eagle Union Navy! Come out with your Hands up and you won't be fired upon!"

Annapolis who was hailing the ship was approached by Gleaves.

"Ann, question."

"Yes?"

"Is it just me or there was a figure by the bow of the ship earlier?"

"Yes I noticed it too, however they retreated inside the ship once I shoned light. I'm sorry." Apologized Annapolis.

"It's fine, Benson, Somers and Gridley I want you three to board the Ship at once."

"Alright!" "... Roger." "Yes, Ma'am!" The Three Replied.

The three formed their riggings and jump aboard the deck. Perfectly towards a damaged railing.

"Sealed doors at the front. Maybe booby trapped blow the door open!" Gridley suggest and the other two agreed.

Using one of her turrets Benson aimed her's gun and fired one salvo, blowing the door open. A dark corridor presents itself and a strange oppressing athmosphere presented itself.

"So.... who's first?" Gridley asked what the other two didn't realy want tp hear.

Gathering all the cpnfidence left in her body, Benson stood up with shaking legs.

"Yosh, I'll be first. You rabbits follow me."

Aren't you the rabbit? The other two wanted to say that but they held their tounge so that they won't be the ones leading the way into an unsettling corridor.

Benson's foot passed the destroyed watertight door several metal clanged all at once terrifying the shit out of Benson. She stood still unmoving and horrified. The only thoughts in her mind was to go home and go to bed.

"B-benson m,move!" Gridley stutters with a freightened and shaking body she accidentaly pushed Benson deep inside.

"Uwaaaaaah!!!!" Benson screamed afterward and headed outside but before she could the sound of steel being unsheathed was heard.

This did not help the terified trio, Gridley and Sommers were the first to step out however when they looked back the screaming Benson was no longer in sight. Even her voice can no longer be heard.

The two stared wide eyed and shaken. The crackle of the radio was enough to frighten the two.

["You two where is Benson? Have you even searched the ship?"]

The Voice of Gleaves-sensei was barely a help to soothe their mental state.

"S- she...."

"..... D, i.. sappeared."

Gridley couldn't but Sommers finished the sentence for her. Gleaves their Teacher was clueless of what they were experiencing.

["What? How did that happened? ...... Hey Answer me!"]

No matter how loud Gleaves shouts for them to answer. The two were petrified with their gaze landing into a blade dripping the life essence of their friend.

A curved single-edge blade, a long grip for two hands and a steel circular guard. The blade was shining in the darkness, its engravings were highlighted and the one who wields it was close to what people would call a demon. It's red eyes brings out terror as it shines through the dark corridor.

"Be a coward to live, and fight if you wanna die." The woman who now exited the ship with a bloodstained sword declares to the two.

"Eeeek!!!" The two yelped and tried running away.

They jumped down from the ship and ran. Ignoring the orders of their leader they cried and ran as much as their fuel takes them.

Though they never got far, between their legs were strings tied since entry to the corridor. And this strings are all connected to the Fingers of the woman who reeled them in close.

They fight squeeling and resisting much as they can to escape but with a quick blunt strike with the hanndle of the blade into their napes the two lost conciousness.

Seeing the scene with a couple of Binoculars Gleaves gritted her teeth. And then she saw a body hung over their opponent, it was benson and it seemed she was bleeding quite a lot.

["Surrender."]

A Clear transmission came from their radio communication equipment and a deeper furrowed brows were present to Gleaves-sensei.

Immediately she ordered for 3 to face the opponent head on while 1 ship rescues the downed comrades.

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A small laugh escaped Mirai's lips.

Wonderful! Wonderful! A Battle! I've long since forgotten the Thrill of DEATH!please, ENTERTAIN ME MORE!!!

Her Thoughts were full of ecstasy and euphoria. Yes the Thrill of Battle that was engraved within her very soul was being brought back, the experience from the war was bitter and wete filled with tragedies but without it she couldn't Identify herself further.

She had slit the woman wearing a bunny ear headband's abdomen and to prevent her from screaming a quick and successive blow was enough for them to be knocked out. Naturaly killing was something she had been used to but going that far without a declaration of war could mean a problem for her.

There were screams that followed and immediately she tightened a piece of thread watching over the door that entangled the two intruders legs softly to not limit the movements of their targets.

This was a smart thread which uses an individual force to wether or not tighten a threads bearing or loose enough for them not to notice. Of course this requirrd alot of skills and practice. In hindsight she was still an amatuer compared to many of the users but this was enough to even useful in a fight.

As soon as her boot hit outside a loud flick and a Searchlight was directed at her location. It was blinding to the eye but her glee did not disapear, excitement was pounding in her heart.

"Look at those two..." she stared the fleeing intruders. With a flinch the two fell face first to the surface of the ocean.

Mirai immediately got down the water and perfectky stood still between the realm of the sea and the sky. Her figure reflecting from the water a huge grin was appearing in her face.

"NOOOO!!!!!! PLEAS- Gah-!!"

The first one to be knocked out was the annoying one who tried to plead for her life.

Mercy.... is this what it feels to give mercy?

The other girl only stared at her with a terrified expression.

"Hiiiii-"

She squeeled beforr getting knocked out.

"This time, its a real battle"

A smile emerged in her lips. The Battleships aimed towards her direction.

"Surrender." She muttered those words. Forcefully breaching the channels of the foe she faces.

And certainly it seemer three people are ready to fight. Destroyers, or better to be compared as Off-shore patrol vessels or Corvettes in the modern day.

It had not reached Mirai about the strangeness of such opponents. Clearly they were of similar class but it was a fact this people are weaker and younger in appearance than her, but all her brainpower moved towards "what type of attack should I do?" Cells. Truely a Maniac of Battle.

Immediately she lept with her Katana placed below her hips to the point of it splitting the sea like a ships bow in the ocean.

Immediately passed by her three opponents breaking all their guns in the process. They backed away intimidated by the Aura Mirai exudes.

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While that was happening.

"Benson, how's the both of them?" Approaching Benson was Gleaves with a stern gaze of anger towards their unknown enemy.

Benson had woken up from the Brief Physical Trauma her back experienced. Though her Stomach is bleeding she still managed to stay focus.

"I'm alright Teacher, but both of them are unconcious."

"You don't look so good though...."

Benson stopped her words, Gleaves also noticed it too. The Battleships quickly fired a salvo immediately upon realization but the following explosion was too far above the air to be a hit.

"S-Sensei- its a SIREN!" With a Horrified pale face Benson quickly carried both unconcious destroyers.

"Benson Retreat! Whoever this Ship is, she's definitely not made by any form of Human Technology! Report to the admiral just incase we don't make it out. Annapolis, Laffey and Livermore escort Benson. Go!"

Another bright flash as both battleships opened another salvo, this time Gleaves noticed it. A white light, followed by a streak of smoke emerged from the grey ship. Curving up it then blew up, at first she thought it was an AA rocket fire, however the more seconds passes by she slowly realized.

"H-How!?" The Rockets that came out from the gray ship somehow intercepted a fast moving shell.

Her common sense was being warped by the presence of the ship alone, everything was strange. The design, the armaments and its focus on combat. What was its purpose? So many questions with no answers in sight.

And as if things weren't going any worse enough, the Ship slowly dematirialized into thousands of wisdom cubes. Circling into one entinty floating in the skies as it forms a rather unique rigging.

Wearing Dark Glasses she had her arms spread outwards allowing the wisdom cubes to form into her gauntlets and shin guards giving her the armor of the hull, the bridge of the ship that had a weird Hexagon Shaped things now act as shoulder pads. The Gun was now on her hip as a revolver while on her back two exhaust connected to two Rectangle canisters forms and on her hip was a Sword everyone was familiar with.

As the Girl slowly descended fixing her Captain's Hat, wiping the dust off her Eagle Union like uniform and carassing her long Platinum Blonde hair (basicaly white silver hair). Her sillouthe behind the white full moon made her Red eyes glow in the dim darkness of their location.

"So You're a Spy from Sakura Empire! Surrender now and you will not be harmed."

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"Surrender now!" The two battleships yells.

Mirai only stood there motionless, the last parts of the wisdom cubes reform into a half face gas mask. Glimpses of a memory layed hidden within Mirai. A sealed memory, a Trauma. Resurfaced.

A thunder blared and her surrounding changed, 34 Chinese Liberation Navy Ships, Surrounds her and what was left of the First Assult Team.

(Chinese Liberation Army/Navy/Airforce is not part of the Chinese Communist Party's PLAN, PLA, and PLAAF nor does taiwan. The Chinese Liberation Union, is a successsor of the CCP, after it fell.)

She was unharmed, whilst that was hard to say for others laying within oil, blood and steel. She was biting her lips. Surrendering can lead to a grueling life in a concentration camp, defiance can end her life there. Sisters and Comrades floated as mere corpses. Her mind warped, the eyes of crimson glowed.

She could do nothing but close her eyes, and let everything, the sacrifices and bravery of her Sisters and Friends go to waste.

No, I am better than that! My sisters, friends and comrades lay dead due to my cowardice. What shall I do? Die or rot away?

Many voices flooded her head, convincing and forcing her to make a decision. Yet none of those words could barely compare to the will of Revenge.