Kantai Collection: A New Force For Good

Arriving At The Sight Of An Old Memory

Author's Note: A thank you goes to The_Pacific_Queen for taking on the role of Atlantic in this chapter. Quite confusing, I know.
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November 15th. The fifteenth day of the 11th month is when the Fleet finally reached the surrounding waters of Hawaii, Pearl Harbor not much further away.

The journey had been rough, the oceans had been relentless. The Abyssals had been straight up ruthless as the fleet made their way across the Pacific.

The first issue had been the Princess. The fleet had missed their chance the first day, giving the Abyssal time to escape. She had repaid that kindness with restocking her planes before launching countless strikes, staying just out of range of their fighters, but well within her range of air strikes.

This had of course required the members of the fleet to stay on their guard 24/7. There hadn't been a moment's rest since they started on their course. And of course, this resulted in a fleet of nearly exhausted, nearly empty fleet of Kanmusu.

Some girls had run empty on ammunition on the way over. The only saving grace was that most had girls within the fleet that had the same weapon sizes, prompting the donations of ammunition to various members of the fleet.

Others, such as Yamato and Musashi, were not so lucky. For the last two days on the sortie, the two of them had been operating one main battery each to conserve shells. But even with doing that, as they were on the final approach to Pearl Harbor, they found themselves totally empty on main battery shells, having to rely on their secondaries as their primary offensive option.

But now as they were on final approach to Pearl, their weapons were wound down and the shells unloaded as they prepared to enter the surrounding waters.

Their clothes were either burned or shredded. They had bruises three times over in some spots from where bombs and shells had struck them over and over. The carrier's were about empty on planes and the destroyer's were almost completely empty on torpedoes.

But non of that mattered now. They could see Hawaii. They could see rest and relaxation. They could see all the meals waiting for them ahead. But they had something else to keep in mind as well.

They weren't at full strength. They hadn't been since the first day out on open water and they still weren't. In fact, it had only gotten worse.

This was because of the out cold forms of various members of the fleet. Midway had been the first, staying in limbo from the first second she had entered it. That was the first day. The second day had added Shokaku and Takao to its ranks. The third day had claimed both Yuudachi and Harusame, leaving a very worried Shigure amongst them. The fourth day had added Akatsuki, Inazuma, Ikazuchi, and San Diego.

And as a final surprise, the fifth day had seen the fall of both Haruna and Nagato, proud and strong battleships of the Japanese Navy, brought to their near end by the endless waves of Abyssal strikes and raids.

As Arizona looked over their fallen, keeping an extra close eye on Haruna as she held the girl in her arms, the American battleship gave a huff in response. As much as she hated to admit it though, they wouldn't have made it without their new found ally.

Casting her gaze skyward, she watched as the Winter Camouflaged Abyssal Planes began to pull away from their path, now heading North once again. Watching them go, Arizona hated to admit that they might've lost more than they already had if it wasn't for them. Watching them vanish above the clouds of the darkening sky, Arizona turned her attention back to the form that was Hawaii on the horizon.

But as they did so, a voice rang out over their radios.

"Attention all approaching unknowns. This is Captain Rick James of the U.S.S. Norfolk. Identify yourselves or prepared to be fired upon." A gruff voice sounded off. Arizona only chuckled in reply as she had her fairies prepare her radio.