I felt...at peace....it all happened so fast I didn't realize what it was. When she came.....it all became a blur. Lets run it back. 20 minutes before where we were...
"The boy still has a story to finish Preussen, let him go."
"You never let me have fun anymore."
"Your fun is more twisted then my sadism."
"...yeah true."
Wh-who is that? I-i recognise that vo-voice
I tried to turn my head to look, but Preussen had a firm plant on my forehead. I looked over and saw a figure covered by a cloak standing there, their ship behind them. It looked like an Iowa class....but we're near Denmark....why and how would one be this close to Ironblood waters....unless it's.....
"What do you want to do with him Conny?"
No way! She was supposed to be dead!
"Bring him with us. His rig's adorable." Was she....petting my rig? How...no....why?
"As you wish." Preuss moved his foot off my head, I sat up and was able to get a better look at "Conny" as she was called sometimes. I knew her as USS Wisconsin, the solemn one.
Her eyes were a dark red with a golden undertone. Her hair a long, silky black with a reddish color at the bottom. She wore a cloak, it's edges tattered from wear. Her shirt was a simple black, with dual red stripes tilted inwards on the left side of the chest. Her pants were a darker black, tucked into her black yet gray boots. She had a number on her left cheek, reading BB-64. Her rig, which was greatly different from her sister New Jersey, was colored in a red on black scheme. It was almost like Georgia's, only red and with triple turrets.
I felt a sharp pain in my cheek, followed by a flow of warm blood down my face. Wisconsin had this look about her, something between anger and amusement. I heard Preuss chuckle and walk towards his now summoned ship, dragging me with him. Wisconsin summoned her ship, which bore a black and red color to match her rig. On the front where the hull number was there were two red stripes, on top of them was the number.
"He-hey....what abo-"
"They're safe and sound with our Elbing. No need to worry."
"That wo-worries me..."
"Huh....maybe you're weaker when your friends are in danger." Why was she so.....almost evil? Like honestly, who do-.....oh right it's bloody Wisconsin. Of course she's batty.
"Want a chocolate bar?"
"Ye-yes please..." She tossed me a bar and I nodded my thanks, tearing into it. The cut on my cheek felt weird, but it wasn't that bad. I thought at least
"Did you have to cut his mouth? He's going to look like one of those Japanese sleep paralysis demons."
"It gives me an excuse to blame something on you."
"That's not how it works."
"Exactly why it'll make sense." She sighed and walked to Preussen's ship. Preuss laughed and jumped aboard, throwing me onto the deck. Wisconsin slapped a bandage on my face, keeping the cheek closed. The adrenaline wore off and I felt the intense pain from the cuts. Preuss, right in front of me, licked his katana clean. He had a grin, which didn't exactly help how my head felt.
"Wh-why are yo-you here Wi-wisconsin?"
"Because my darling is here."
"O-oh..." The answer was....depressing to say the least. Felt like there'd be more to it but I forgot she's simple. Preuss saw the disappointment on my face and stomped on my waist. I yelped and pressed my legs together, which only made the pain worse. Wisconsin laughed and knelt down beside me, her eyes going straight through me.
"Want a drink?" I nodded and she handed me a water bottle from her coat. I started drinking, almost downing it all in one go. She sighed and set another next to me, standing up and walking towards the bow. Preuss followed her, leaving me by myself on the deck. It felt nice, not having anyone to deal with.
(Wisconsin POV)
"We need to talk." Preussen instantly locked up as I finished my sentence, not like I could blame him. It's not every day I just randomly say we need to talk.
"About what exactly?"
"About him."
"You're not thinking about."
"I'm going to."
"For the love of the Lord no."
"Nah, he's my child now. Besides, he's kinda cute."
"You're insane."
"That's rich coming from you."
"At least I have brain cells."
"At least I can hit shit." He sighed and kicked his turret, partially fuming and partially just stunned. He's a good shot with a rifle, one of the best. But when he turns to his ship...
"I'm not that bad."
"Yes, yes you are dear." He grumbled something and stormed off into the ship, I walked back to this kid. He was cute, but looked to lack form and accuracy. Under my care, I'd sharpen the edge and bring it down on the siren's. Like mother, like daughter.
(Levi POV)
Wisconsin walked over with an almost smug look. Whatever she wanted, she was being smug about it.
"How would you like to train alongside the Union girls?"
"Wh-what?" She smirked and took out a patch, slapping it on my shoulder.
"Welcome to the Guard. Enjoy your stay, because you're not leaving."
Wait....the Guard?!!?
--AU Note--
Hey guys, sorry about the inconsistent posts. I've been all over the place with school and stuff so there wasn't much time in between to make chapters. But hey, I'm back and I'm gonna be writing a lot more. See y'all in the next chapter!
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