A heavy but fast sweep of her greatsword knocks off a Barrage of bullets from the Ironblood Ara-ara Cruiser.

"AP? To a Carrier? C'mon I thought you Germans are better than that!" Cavour mocked.

However unprovoked the cruiser hits back, "Don't take me for a fool. The Strongest part of your Kind's Carriers are their flight deck." A wide smile crept up her lips.

Horrified at the suggestion. Cavour was worried sick with apprehension. ".. My kind?" She asked like a whisper in the wind her will shaken.

A muffled chuckle answered her question followed by a bombardment of High Explosive shells not leaving any room for thought..

Making her body as small as possible to dodge as many shells was quite hard for the soon to be Retired Italian Carrier. Having a deck that only Helicopers could use was a very minimal advantage because of her ramp being still under repair.

Bits of her Knightly armor was blown away her helmet's Visor was cracked with her entire mouth exposed. Gritting her teeth she stood her ground with her sword raised pointing to the heavens.

"Is that all you could do? I thought you guys were from the future haha!"

"Yeah.. future." Cavour never wanted this. But now it's her life on the line. Even if the orders of the Italian Navy Remnant Command say so, her punishment would be awaiting her. "Don't die for me okay? I don't want your filty radioactive blood on me."

"Hm?"

From Cavour's hand formed a gun with a box like canister. Squeezing the trigger, smoke blew from the front and rear as an Arrow shape warhead flew from the canister.

Within that moment, Cavour whispers the name of her foe. "Prinz Eugene."

Shockingly Prinz Eugene seemed to have an Idea of what Cavour had just fired and desperately she covered the target area with her entire rigging.

But it was futile as the warhead was specificaly made to sink United Red Republics (cold war Communist states.) Super carriers, Carriers and Battlecruisers.

For a WW2 Heavy Cruiser weighing 16,700 Long Tons her entire superstructure would split in half. But fortunately for Eugene her damage only left her fataly wounded.

Cavour looked on to the dying Prinz Eugene hesitant to give her hand. Right at that moment.

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The transmission ended, but misfortune was just at the back of Cavour.

"You shot her?"

Cavour familiar with the tone of voice turned her head and was surprised to see Italian navy Destroyer Andrea Doria.

"Andrea. There is a bit of a Misunderstanding." Cavour stood up and held her hands out trying not make her situation worse.

Andrea was among the smartest with Italy so seeing this type of scene she already had made preparations to make best of the situation.

"Well yeah, I'm not a dumbass. There is a misunderstanding or are you perhaps gonna stall time and make it worse for you?"

Cavour looked behind her to see Eugene looking at her helplessly as she bled from her abdomen.

"Right let's help her first."

"I'm here too you know?" Negev's presence was absolutely not anywhere near just now but more hands is a big help. "A jew saving a nazi. You don't see that everyday." Negev remarks.

"First aid tools here. I'll contact a Medic I'll excuse myself for a moment." Cavour stood up and relayed a message to the fleet.

"Ah! Too much fucking Blood is spilled what's her blood type?!"

"Negev calm yourself! Worry about it later stitch her wounds first!"

As the two began a hectic inexperienced surgery session Cavour recieved a half expected message.

[Italian Carrier Cavour, your punishment won't be light]>> the transmission of a muffled voice shook her heart.

Just then a Repair ship arrived at scene. "The Doctor's here!". A German accent was the only thing left clear to her identity for Cavour it won't matter.

Repentance is needed. It may take her life but that doesn't matter, her pride is at stake.

Cavours stepped was halted by a loud dominating voice. "Hey! Where are you going?" Her white uniform was covered in blood and laying eyes to Eugene she was at a stable state now.

"Negev. You don't know what I need to do for using the Carrier Killer." Cavour mutters enough for Negev to hear.

Negev knows trying to break rules is different from breaking culture, though still worried she asked something selfishly. "Yeah, I don't. But... come back. Please."

Cavours determined and resolute voice was enough to reassure Negev. "I will."

Negev's eyes glistens as the tattered cape of the knight fluttered by the wind. "She looked realy cool...."

"Someones in love." A half concious Eugene teasingly smiles.

"Ja, singles?"

Eugene nods her head twice in affirmation. "Single." The both shared a fist bump.

With that exchange the two parted ways. But only one kept moving, Negev saw Cavour off till she can't see her any longer.

"Will you be alright? Munich."

"Ja, I am German too so if any complication I may face I'll simply figure it out." Her terrble english at least made sense.

"Don't worry I understand that theres already a ceasefire. Danke, dass du mich gerettet hast, ich helfe dir, mach dir keine Sorgen." Eugene's words were slightly broken from the pain.

"She'll help. Andrea, go what must be done."

Negev then turned to Andrea Doria. Andrea appeared here not because of a mere conicidence, rather an intentional approach because of a problem Cavour shouldn't be involved in.

"Code Crimson. Future is possesed. Apex is nearby."

Negev frowned upon hearing the problem, she wanted to curse her luck but now thats not the issue. It won't solve itself. If the last surviving member of Mirai's family was killed theres no gurantee wether they'll have to use lethal force to eliminate a wrathfull Mirai.

"Anyone nearby to help?"

"None it's just us. The others will either be joining the fight against sirens or sneak into base to rescue Enterprise."

Hearing the answer Negev spits to the side of the road and with a heavy frow she paced around in circles angered by the situation.

"That accursed sword of hers is seriously cursed by bad news." Negev spites with a shrug.

But Andrea disagreed. "I believe it was taken by Mizuki. So this may be different." Despite being a different case, Andrea didn't sound lax in fact she's gotten more serious than ever.

"What ever. It'll be the end if she decapitates Sakae." Negev rushed off.

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At that time.

"What!?" An exclamation of surprise and shock sounded above decks followed by a barrage of Battleship Fire.

Wearing a white clean and well tailored uniform was a Kansen conflicted in her thoughts paced around continuosly as the bombardment continued.

"So. Why are you different from when you're with Mirai Yin scum?" Izumo still not dropping her biased against Youzui spites her with a demanding question. "You feared her but also desires to make her suffer. You looked totaly different from what you were then. Solid and always on guard I took you for a serious soldier. But turns out you're an Insecure brat with PTSD and Inferiority complex."

"W-.. We..well..." Youzui was taken aback by the loud mouth of Izumo slandering her integrety but she can't form words to follow.

"Bitch you're meek too." Izumo was merciless.

Having enough of the Japanese's attitude Youzui broke down. Yelling at the top of her lungs. "WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU? WHY AM I ALWAYS GETTING BULLIED BY ALL OF YOUR KIND!?"

"You should know why." A cold calm voice reached Youzui's ears with a glare so cold it made her spine froze. "Your Sisters, Killed my Friends and Sister."

"SO?" Youzui disrespects which further maddens Izumo.

As the two stared each other down by both Hate and Anger, the yell of their capturer broke out their tense fight.

"Oi~! Entschuldigung Freunde. From here on we'll have a ceasefire, Lets fight Mermaids!"

The Ironblood Battleship with the white attire and hair yelled as she cuts the ropes holding both Youzui and Izumo.

Izumo Landed by converting her impact through the deck by rolling forward while Youzui expanded her legs the moment of her fall to spread the kinetic energy.

Youzui sighed in exhaustion, wanting to rest she stood up and bowed her head. However a few sounds of foot work reached her ears followed by the shuffling of a sheate. Youzui's eyes went wide and she drew her Dao sword and blocked a Katana striked meant to decapitate her.

"Have you lost your Mind!?"

But without a reply a fast sweep of the sword to the side which was then parried but was immediately followed by a fist to the jaw hit Youzui.

"AH!" She yelps in pain.

The Ironblood battle ship took a few step back with her voice sounding innocent she expressed her disbelief. "Oh mein Gott." It was a soft beautiful whisper like the voice of a cold wind.

"You're realy gonna kill me because of the past. Typical Japanese."

Izumo with a glare of a killer she pointed the tip of her Katana. "Your Sisters sins are passed onto you. Don't you think you owe me an Apology?"

Youzui shruggs helplessly annoyed. Her face turning sour, she raised her finger in defiance and flipped a bird.

"Fuck you, Hypocrite."

(The Greatest way to show Youzui's current feeling.)

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Like a Mirror the world shattered as a halfnaked woman broke through a dimensional barrier, pale skin and glowing red eyes she carried a decapitated head.

Interupting the entrapped Future ships was her over all objective. There was no limits to how she should approach it, and her choice was a massacre.

An Ironblood ship stood infront of her, with a tense expression and identifying her situation by looking at the head and her.

"I've never met a siren like you." It was a heavy cruiser or better summarized as a Pocket Battleship by standards.

Apex, a siren seeker knows it was already her win even before she noticed the Ironblood cruiser. Proof was on her hands, Missile Guided Cruiser CG58 Philippine Sea.

A formidable traditionalist of her namesake slayed with alot of effort by Apex. Even if she earned some injuries killing the heavily disadvantaged Cruiser within the Mirror Sea was worth it.

Keeping the head tied with their own hair by her belt Apex rushed forth with her nails sharpening and puncturing the Ironblood Pocket Battleship right at the heart. "Heh."

A delayed salvo fired at the direction she previously stood. "Not bad, but you're a nobody in History."

Apex ended it by pushing her hand deeper to the chest of the ironblood pocket battleship, coming out of her back. She puked blood from her mouth as she listlessly stood trying to stay concious, clearly she didn't want to die but without a heart she sank. Her body became heavy and she lost conciousness falling lifeless by the roadside with her weight it'll take more than just a car to move her.

Once a Ship girl be it siren or Kansen sank they'll begin to return to their original weight but they're form of death remains. If they were on the sea they'll sink to the bottom of the depths without being able to swim up for air. But if they died inland their body won't break the pavement or ground but they will surely be immovable.

Apex inspected the cloak of the sunked Pocket battleship. Thinking it was yet another price she wore it still with a hole in the back but that doesn't matter because she looked realy cool.

"Hoh~~" Apex was immediately updated through command.

[A familiar presence is near. An arm for an Arm Apex. Do what you must.]>>

The leader of their incursion seemed to have already guessed what she wanted. Allowing to do as she pleases.

"You're not my Arbiter III but atleast you share the same personality~" Apex now headed for the direction of the main building of the naval base.

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The same Direction Negev and Andrea was headed to. Assault Team 3's district. Where Mirai and Sakae currently is deployed for.

"Hehe, I'll keep in touch with ya. I'll meet an old frenemy."

Mirai, a name she embedded in her heart. Apex seeks revenge not just for the lost of her arm, but all her limbs to Mirai. She was the reason why Apex was full of scars, Apex had lusted for this Destroyer's suffering and today seems to be her lucky day.

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Chapter End.

Character Appearance so your Imagination doesn't die out.

Andrea Doria, wearing a high quality Italian 17th Century Admiral Uniform with the mark of poseidon over her back.

She has Golden Blonde hair and a stature of a duelist. Having green eyes complimented with a small apple shape red lips.

Negev. Pink hair, red eyes with the shape of the Star of David. Her appareal is the Womens Naval Officer Uniform of the IDF.

Phillipine Sea, Brown hair and eyes. She's bodyless.

Munich, Silver with a golden hue hair and blue eyes. She wore the Imperial German Navy uniform.

Cavour, a Knight in white armor with golden outlines. Silver Blonde with Dark Blue eyes.

Apex. A Pale skinned, Silver haired, red eyes, tall but muscularly thin siren and an appareal of a half naked woman wearing black Buruma with a Red sideline, a heavy leather coat of the Iron blood with a hole in the back and a skirt with a longer rear.

Missing Limbs replaced by cybernetic limbs with a color of white with a red outline.

Honorable Mention

Pocket Battleship Deutschland, a hole in her chest and a missing Coat.