Anson and Drake went to Royal's office to discuss the event that seemed to shake the control Royal Navy had over the Mediterranean Sea. Sardegna Empire, more precisely Littorio, tried to trick Warspite and the other British ships who were investigating the apparition of a Mirror Sea in the area, in order to occupy Malta at night.
"Calm down! It's not the first time when she does that." Drake told the Royal who drank 2 glasses of whisky one after another like it was nothing
"I'm calm, Drake. I am calm." Anson mumbled taking sit on her armchair
"If you say so..." the heavy cruiser replied not very convinced
"But the last thing I want to do now is deal with Littorio's schemes."
" Your nemesis really choose the worst time ever." the heavy cruiser spoke
"I can't blame her, though. Who wouldn't take such an opportunity? There are no guards at night. And is worthless to mention that she tried to take Malta from me even when I was there."
"Indeed. And now she truly believed that Warspite is that stupid to not figure it out."
"Well, Drake, we both can agree that Littorio is quite good at sawing off the branch she's sitting on," Anson said with a smirk on her face
It was passed 2 a.m. the two women were still in the office, contouring a slight plan of the next attack on the Sardegna Empire when Prince of Wales entered angrier than ever.
"May I ask why you called me here in the middle of the night without even telling me the bloody reason?"
"I will tell you, Wales. But first, take a seat and calm yourself down." Anson replied calmly, but it was quite obvious that she didn't like Wales's explosive entrance.
Wales did as she was told but her anger didn't completely disappear.
"I am listening."
"As you already know, Warspite encountered certain difficulties while investigating the apparition of the Mirror Sea in the Mediterranean..."
"And why am I the one summoned here at this hour?!" Wales spoke very annoyed
"Don't cut me off!" Anson replied firmly, narrowing her eyes, reminding Wales how scary she can be sometimes
"Sorry..." Prince of Wales said back, her older sister's glare making her quite uncomfortable
"I called you here because you have under your control a rather big number of aircraft at the Southern base."
"So have you," Wales mumbled pretty confused
"I do. But yours are British, mine are American. And I can't send them in a battle that has nothing to do with them."
"So you want some of my aircraft deployed in the Mediterranean?"
"Not some. All of them." Anson's determined reply gave Wales a very hard time
"I don't like where this is going..." Wales said back understanding that Anson is planning a massive counterattack
"Neither do I, Wales. But I have no other option."
Then Anson told her sister everything she was supposed to do and exposed to her the plan of the entire operation.
"Alright but... what George thinks about all this?" Prince of Wales asked
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Path of Glory-Azure Lane fanfiction
FanfictionWhile waiting for HMS Anson to be added to the game, I decided to make my own. Hopefully, I have a little talent for writing, or at least I hope so. This is a story about my OC and how she spends her life as one of the Royal Navy's greatest battlesh...
