Percy Jackson was having one of those days again.
The last thing he remembered was sparring with Annabeth at Camp Half-Blood. He blinked, and now, instead of the familiar coastline of Long Island Sound, Percy found himself standing on a metallic deck in the middle of an unfamiliar sea. Huge, modern warships surrounded him, except... they weren't exactly ships. They were *people*.
Girls, to be exact.
A girl with long, flowing white hair approached him, her eyes sharp and calculating. She had a strange mix of elegance and authority, almost like a warrior queen. Percy noted the insignia on her uniform: a golden eagle.
"Who are you?" the girl asked, her voice cool but curious.
"Percy Jackson," he replied, trying to gather his thoughts. "Son of Poseidon. Where am I?"
"You're in the middle of a naval operation," she said bluntly. "I'm Enterprise, from the Eagle Union. We're in the middle of an ongoing war with the Sirens. Who sent you here? Are you... another Siren weapon?"
"I don't even know what a Siren is," Percy said, holding up his hands in surrender. "I was just... transported here? I'm kind of used to things like that happening. I'm not your enemy, I promise."
Enterprise stared at him for a moment, her eyes narrowing, before nodding slowly. "You don't seem like a threat. But we'll see about that."
Another girl suddenly appeared by Enterprise's side, her dark blue hair blowing in the wind. She had a mischievous grin and looked at Percy with bright curiosity.
"Enterprise, give the guy a break. He doesn't *feel* like a Siren. More like... the ocean itself," the girl said, her eyes gleaming. "I'm Belfast, Royal Navy's top maid. It's an honor to meet someone with such an... interesting aura."
Percy shifted awkwardly. "So, you're all warships?"
Enterprise nodded. "Yes, we're part of Azur Lane, an alliance formed to fight the Sirens, an enemy from the depths of the sea. We take on the forms of ships, but we have human bodies to move more freely."
That sounded... insane, but Percy had seen weirder things. "Alright. So what do you need me for?"
Before Enterprise could answer, a loud explosion rocked the air. On the horizon, strange, mechanical ships—unlike anything Percy had ever seen—emerged from the mist, firing waves of dark energy toward them.
Enterprise's expression hardened. "Sirens."
Percy's instincts kicked in, and he drew Riptide from his pocket. As the blade extended, Belfast's eyes widened in admiration. "A weapon that appears from thin air? How elegant."
With a nod, Percy stepped to the edge of the ship, feeling the sea's power beneath him. "Let me help. I've fought plenty of monsters before, and these Sirens won't be any different."
Enterprise didn't argue. She pointed toward the approaching fleet. "If you can control the sea, then you're already an ally."
As the Sirens' ships approached, Percy focused on the ocean below, raising his arms. The water responded, forming massive waves that towered over the enemy fleet. With a flick of his wrist, Percy sent the tidal waves crashing down on the Sirens, capsizing several ships in one go.
Enterprise fired her aircraft, launching a barrage of planes toward the enemy, while Belfast summoned twin blades, dancing across the deck with deadly precision. Together, they made quick work of the Siren forces, but more kept coming.
Percy's breath came in short gasps, but he pressed on, pulling the ocean into his command. "There's too many of them! We need to take out the source!"
Enterprise glanced toward the largest Siren ship in the distance. "The command vessel. If we take it out, the rest will scatter."
"I'm on it," Percy said, dashing toward the edge of the deck. Before anyone could stop him, he dove off the side of the ship and into the sea below.
The ocean welcomed him like an old friend. As he swam, Percy called on the power of the sea, propelling himself forward at blinding speed. His target loomed ahead, a massive Siren battleship, bristling with dark weapons.
Percy surfaced and raised his hand. The waters churned beneath him, forming a gigantic whirlpool. The Siren ship was caught in the current, its mechanical crew scrambling as it spun helplessly.
"Time to end this," Percy muttered, summoning a massive wave. He rode the crest, slamming into the ship with the full force of the ocean behind him. The vessel groaned and shattered under the impact, sinking beneath the waves.
As Percy emerged from the water, the remaining Siren ships began to retreat, disappearing into the mist.
Back on Enterprise's deck, the others were waiting for him. Belfast gave him a slow clap, smiling. "Impressive. I'd say you're a natural at this."
Enterprise gave him a rare smile as well. "You fight well. If you ever want to join Azur Lane, we could use someone like you."
Percy chuckled, sheathing Riptide. "Thanks, but I've already got a war to fight back home. This was just a... detour."
Enterprise nodded, respecting his choice. "Then I wish you luck in your own battles, Percy Jackson."
As the horizon began to shimmer, Percy felt himself being pulled back toward his own world. He gave a final nod to his newfound allies.
"I'll see you around. Good luck with the Sirens."
And with that, Percy disappeared, leaving the strange new world behind, but not without the knowledge that somewhere out there, in another dimension, he had allies fighting against the forces of darkness at sea.
The End
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