A New Fight

The Fight

Chapter 2

An alarm rings out as the last of our shells has been destroyed by a direct hit by a bomb which caused an explosion, killing what's left of my crew, my family. Only me and Tom remain. I have gone to the captain's quarters to write down the last entry into the ship's logbook, to write down the crew's heroic final acts and the ship's legacy. To write down the way that through our sacrifice humanity will get a chance to survive, a chance to thrive, a chance to accept the ship girls as more than just mere weapons.

"Tom to captain hope, where approaching the carrier now" the radio crackles as I hear tom's panicked voice over it.

"You know Tom that you can just call me Athena, and that I don't need you to ram a carrier, I can do that by myself if you want to go in a lifeboat. There is no shame in abandoning ship, you've lost enough, if you head to the nearest port, it's not that far" I said

"And miss out on all the fun, ha, good one, me and the crew have lost everything, all are friends, are family. All we had is each other and you, that's why we said we'll help. We were not doing this for fame nor glory, we were doing this to avenge our loved ones, we knew that most, if not all, were going to die, so as you say, we will fight past the last shell." Tom replied. This is the way I want everyone to be, but sadly this is just a fantasy.

I walked to the bridge and see Tom standing at the wheel

"Captain, we are ready to attack, the enemy is in possession" says Tom as he jesters out the front windows

"Tom last chance, you've been a good first mate, but I don't need you to ram them" I said as I put my hand on his shoulder. He steps away from the wheel and picks up my hat. And then puts it on the wheel

"Were in this together Athena, to the end, like always" he says with a big smile as we hit the carrier. I was thrown through the window into the water, as I slowly sank, I looked up at the surface to see a pair of glowing yellow eyes as a claw reached out for me.

'I don't know why but those eye's, there is something wrong about them. They look... Sinister.'

--- memory ends---

my body was shaking. Why were those eyes so disturbing, it was like they were unnatural, like they didn't belong in this world? They had a cold, soul piercing gaze. But that doesn't matter now, that was all a dream. What matters now is getting the warship working. But for that I need to organise what to do.

First thing I will need to check is power, as I say that the lights hum as they flick on, this is confusing. Does this warship listen to me, or does the crew still roam these halls, as their ghosts live on and continue their last acts? Both these ideas were put aside, it was probably a rat running around and knocked a switch or something. Anyway, the next job would be the engine...

The moment I said that the engine replied with an almighty roar. This is getting very concerning now, but it's also very relieving. Concerning is that the engine started and I'm pretty sure that it should not be so easy to turn on that It can happen by accident. But it's relieving that it works, and I will be able to move the ship and hopefully find some life.
I walked to the bridge to see most of the consoles have lit up and are showing various data. I looked around to see that most of the consoles are cracked. One of the only ones that isn't, has a map of the immediate area. I tried to take in all the information, then I saw something disturbing, there was a hat hung on the wheel. 'Just like in the dream. Did this actually happen, was I the captain... No, it's probably that I saw it yesterday and did not recognise it. So, my brain probably made that up, so it fitted with the diary. That's more like it.' But No matter what the answer was, the hat kept on calling me and telling me to put it on. I tried to fight my feeling, but it was a losing battle, and eventually I submitted to the feeling and walked over to put it on. As I put it on. It fitted perfectly. "Maybe it wasn't a dream, could I be the captain" I asked myself