Battle of Portshire, 1939

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[April 9th, 1939]

[Bastion POV]

It's 11 pm, and the half moon is shining bright in the night sky. The base is quiet and calm as I drift to sleep, tired of the day's work and making sure the destroyers are sleeping. I closed my eyes, but instead it started.

The air raid alarm wails, and I jump out of my bed. I see the docks from my second floor dorm room, all anti aircraft guns are firing at the enemy aircraft perfectly blending into the night. Without much thought I ran down the stairs, rushing back to my ship. I have to get back to my ship. I was running past the warehouses, when an aircraft dropped a bomb on one. The shrapnel and concrete pieces hit me, and because of that I fell down on my knees.

I start to stand up again, but felt two massive surges of pain in my abdomen. It's like being punched twice by a very powerful person. I limp to the port and saw my ship, the Bastion, is burning with what seems to be the remains of bombs on the deck. Beside it, two light cruisers slowly sink from being hit by the bombs. This is not okay.

I can only lay down anti aircraft fire as the air force deals with the aircraft. Some of my friends are dealing with the kriegsmarine cruisers out at sea. I can't see them, yet I felt like something bad happened to them. When I thought about it, I saw 5 very small presences in the water, heading towards the docks. I saw what they are... Landing crafts.

But I was too late

Those 5 landing crafts were apparently packed with explosives, and blasted open the drydocks where some destroyers lay for maintenance. I got knocked back several meters by the huge explosion and hit my head on a wall behind me. As I was losing consciousness, I saw many ships were disabled or destroyed, and two people exit the dorms running towards... H-014 and Lorenz...

I can only whisper to myself now

"Wiemann... "

As my head limps back, I heard faint voices, yet I cannot differentiate the people who said that.

"There's Bastion!"

"Oh god... miss Bastion."

Then I finally lost consciousness.

is this it?

is this the end?

is this seriously how I end? Being attacked and not able to do anything?

no this cannot be...

[Some time later...]

[3rd person POV]

Bastion lays on the medical bed, her friends around her sleeping on the floor and chairs surrounding the table. Her sister ship, HMS Phalanx, still standing beside Bastion's bed.

Phalanx was shocked seeing Bastion begin to move her hand, and she held her hand. Bastion begins to open her eyes, seeing Phalanx beside her bed.

"...Phalanx..."

"Yes, big sis. I'm here... don't worry..."

[Bastion POV]

My little sister is here... Keeping herself awake for me...

"What day is it?"

She checked the calendar and answered to me "12 days after the attack."

"I passed out that long?"

"Yeah, you were hurt very badly."

My sister, which seems to be always excited and adventurous, is now worried about me.

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