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Futuristic Rage on the 7 Seas!

(Sorry guys, been very busy, but ill try to keep with this)

A couple weeks pass and the remaining Sea Blade fleet had been fully repaired, Hanz's submarine had been completely retrofitted and upgrade but still retained it outward appearence.

The St. Louis ship was remanded to the back of the formation if it chose to stay, if not it would be escorted by a destroyer to its destination.

Back on the Dauntless Quillian just sat on the observation deck of the flight tower, just watching the horizon, just thinking to herself

But unbeknownst to everyone almost all of the rogue fog ships had vanished from the oceans without a trace
 
(Sorry guys, been very busy, but ill try to keep with this)

A couple weeks pass and the remaining Sea Blade fleet had been fully repaired, Hanz's submarine had been completely retrofitted and upgrade but still retained it outward appearence.

The St. Louis ship was remanded to the back of the formation if it chose to stay, if not it would be escorted by a destroyer to its destination.

Back on the Dauntless Quillian just sat on the observation deck of the flight tower, just watching the horizon, just thinking to herself

But unbeknownst to everyone almost all of the rogue fog ships had vanished from the oceans without a trace
Kit had gotten use to being on the Dauntless, sure she missed seeing some of her old crew mates but she enjoyed it here. She didn't miss her uniform and gotten use to wearing her civilian clothes. Her brown hair was out of it's normal ponytail. She went to the observation deck and saw Quillian. She sat down next to her. "Something on your mind?"
 
Kit had gotten use to being on the Dauntless, sure she missed seeing some of her old crew mates but she enjoyed it here. She didn't miss her uniform and gotten use to wearing her civilian clothes. Her brown hair was out of it's normal ponytail. She went to the observation deck and saw Quillian. She sat down next to her. "Something on your mind?"

"Yeah, something" she replied quietly, not turning to face her
 
Kit holds her for awhile before she picks her up. "Ok time for bed then." She heads to look for Quillian's room.

Quillian's room was the captains quarters, which was easy to spot due to the door being covered in stickers and things common to a six year old
 
Comrade speaks over the radio, "Bogey spotted! 20 klicks out!!" The bogey was a fog ship. However it was unlike ANYTHING previously encountered. It was massive. Even from 20 kilometers away the ship looked gargantuan in size. Its starboard hull opened up and began to glow. This continued until it was blinding to even look at. Then suddenly it shot a burst of bright purple dots from its hull. Comrade warned over the radio, "PLASMA TORPEDOES!! 19 klicks and closing!"


The Fog ship:
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Hanz walked out onto the deck and inhaled the salty air of the ocean. He had been on this ship for what seemed like years. The restoration however had only taken a few weeks. Taking the elevator down to the submarine, Hanz climbed up the ladder, opened the hatch and climbed down the entrance ladder into the compartment. The computer screen to the right of him suddenly lit up and the emblem of S.S. Berlin appeared briefly. A voice rang out from inside the submarine, "Welcome back Captain. Do i have permission to leave?" Hanz replied by saying, "I was just about to radio that question in." He walked over to the radio and began broadcasting the question directly into the admiral's quarters. "This is captain Hanz. Do my crew and the Berlin have permission to disembark over?"
 
Hanz walked out onto the deck and inhaled the salty air of the ocean. He had been on this ship for what seemed like years. The restoration however had only taken a few weeks. Taking the elevator down to the submarine, Hanz climbed up the ladder, opened the hatch and climbed down the entrance ladder into the compartment. The computer screen to the right of him suddenly lit up and the emblem of S.S. Berlin appeared briefly. A voice rang out from inside the submarine, "Welcome back Captain. Do i have permission to leave?" Hanz replied by saying, "I was just about to radio that question in." He walked over to the radio and began broadcasting the question directly into the admiral's quarters. "This is captain Hanz. Do my crew and the Berlin have permission to disembark over?"

(Lol, the sea blade fleet is already out and about, including the admiral)

"This is dock control, you are cleared for departure" a voice responded
 
Hanz grabbed the throttle and pushed it forward as far as it would go. Berlin did the rest, and like a ghost from the past the U- Boat propellers spun once and then began to spin. The moorings on which it sat exploded and the submarine began to move off of the dry dock and into the ocean. "Berlin! DIVE DIVE DIVE!! Once below sea level put all engines ahead flank!!" The submarine then dipped below the waves and began to gain speed.
 

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