The Shackles Of Affection | Male Warship | Azur Lane

(Rewritten) Chapter 9 | The Beginning Of An End

---Arc: Time Of Grieving---

---Cowpens Point Of View---

"More speed... Come on I NEED MORE SPEED!!!" I growl out violent, treading by a needle, on the attack, pushing the battle ground further and further from the others. Should I fail I'll have brought Kaga far enough that she'll be no threat to those I've sworn to protect! Rapid attacks, slashing, dashing around in a circle around Kaga. Delivering every ounce of energy, I had left in my body. Pushing my buckling ship hull beyond the limits. No engines, no rigging. Holes litter the ship, flooding all within. Pure will power, pure body strength, pure stamina keeps me afloat, with it alone. I slug around my being above these waves. Fighting with the most sluggish of directional change atop water, but even so I fight on. A walking corpse unwilling to die. The fear inside my body pours into my soul like a boiling liquid! The pain of this fear nearly unbearable, but not so much that the fear of someone I love dying because of my failure to fight on could be overpowered!!!

My mouth gaps open as I roar out racing faster and faster around Kaga randomly changing direction, being chaotic, unpredictable, and most of all uncharacteristically relentless! I fought for the kill!!! My mindless roars mask the pain of my wounds, and within it flames of my burning down engines flew out a few inches out from it. Blocking with my own stolen blade with a clear sight of struggle. Kaga tries her best to keep up and on track with my sporadic movements. I'm a wild animal! I've been backed into a corner, and the only way out was through HER! An come hell or high water! I WILL NOT STOP until my heart can't beat on anymore! "Always pay attention to your surroundings-" Hornets tips to me on combat before I left hit me hard and suddenly my eyes dart left then right, then back onto Kaga. Canceling an attempted slash, I randomly changed direction spinning around as I leaped backwards, tossing my sword straight up as I arced my back. I reached out for the ground. My legs followed me at different speeds it looked like a summer salt leg positioning as a Zero diving down at an angle passed. Its wing raced through the gap between said legs.

Crashing into the ground harmless, shoving off the ground into the sky with tremendous force! A shockwave bursts into the water beneath my hands. Water violently ripples out into a 4-foot wave! Into a twirl, into a gyro rotation. I land atop my feet over top a D4Y3-Ko trying to do what the Zero had failed at. My sword crashing down, stabbing through the tail brace. Bashing a fist through the glass the plane changes paint to Eagle paint, and pulled up from the water, clipping its tail section across the water as it climbed for the sky. Kaga raced after me, spawning a plane from her rigging and racing atop it after me. Ripping my blade out the tail brace, I stand tall, and roar out in anger pointing my blade back toward her. "FIRRRREEE" The aircraft's tail gun taking aim and firing bursts of 13mm defensive shots back at her aircraft as we raced even further from the battlefield. Unable to determine the exact directional travel without my rigging equipment.

I flew directionally blind. Unable to read the instruments panel inside the Japanese aircraft due to a language barrier. In response she pointed her stolen blade towards me. Hundreds of rings of blue flame like portals form around her, and anti-aircraft batteries of her ship stick out, and follow her and the aircraft. Firing upon the air around in front, behind, at my aircraft, myself, and likely even the clouds. Her aircraft firing its guns directly unto us as well! "Oh no you don't!" I growl not about to lose my ticket to victory! This plane and this situation was my ticket. "-Usually, the most risky and bold of attacks land flawlessly. Though they can come with risk-" Hornets tips before leaving echo inside my head, as I reached down into the cockpit and pulled the stick directly into the seat, the aircraft taking a sudden and instantaneous nose up position. The flak begins to arrive, exploding shrapnel, black puffs of smoke, blinding and bone shattering rattles and thunders echo around me as I shove the throttle along the side of the cockpit into War emergency power the engines roaring, revving, and screaming to 110%!!! (WEP) Over clocking everything inside the engines for that extra bit of horsepower, the exhaust ports along the engine cowling spit constant flames of blue and orange!!! The aircraft kicks itself in the ass and begins to climb harder and harder.