Kantai Collection: A New Force For Good

A Mother's Love

A/N:
Inspiration can be a fickle thing.

It can leave you with not a word on the paper before you.

Or it can leave you with so many ideas that were there before you already, you need only have looked to see them.

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Now Playing Track 09 Of 69 Of Playlist 'Songs to Kill Things To'

'Thunderstruck'- By AC/DC

'Thunder'

She could feel her muscles screaming at her to go faster. She could feel the fear in the pit of her stomach growing ever more and more. She'd been told that there wasn't a single one of them that could match her speed for speed. She'd been instructed that no one could catch her.

'Thunder'

Her heart beat harder, her breathing quickened, her boilers overheating. Her eyes wide, she dashed for the open waters of the Pacific. She'd told herself she wouldn't look back, she'd scolded herself never to once again catch a glimpse at the monsters.

'Thunder'

She could hear it, their battle song. She knew none of the words, but only imagined that it was speaking of the death and decimation in store for her at their hands. Her guns twitched at the slightest idea of freedom from her torment.

'Thunder'

It grew louder, that ever accursed hymn. She tried to shut it out, but it grew ever louder with each passing moment. She could feel it shaking her bones to the core, her soul quivering with each second that passed. She pushed her engines further as she made way for the open Pacific, where surely she could slip away.

'I was caught. In the middle of a railroad track.'

Panic was setting in, her eyes unfocused. She could hear them. Their demonic laughter, their high pitched screams of enthusiasm. She could feel their eyes on her, watching as they were preparing to pluck her soul from her very body and watch as her body toppled over like their mere plaything.

'I looked around. And I knew there was no turning back.'

She recoiled at the sound of one shell being fired from behind, the sound of it's arc ringing in her ears. She zigzagged, making any possible way for it to miss her. She knew that she didn't have the armor. She knew she didn't have the modifications to be able to take a shell of that caliber.

'My mind raced. And I thought what could I do?'

The shell bracketed her with water as it slammed into the ocean, only for another shell to be fired from behind in her direction. She panicked once more, swerving, pushing her rudder far into a fishtail trying to hold off the inevitable. Instinct screamed at her to turn and fight, but fear silenced it with command.

'And I knew. There was no help, no help from you.'

Another shell fell among her, only for another. And another. And another to be fired in accordance with this. The horizon seemed so distant in that moment, so far away from being achievable. But she wouldn't allow those... monsters to be the end of her.

'Sound of the drums. Beating in my heart.'

She screamed in a fury of rage, brought on by circumstance, fueled by happenings. She steeled her courage, prepared her nerves, and swung herself around, guns already swinging around to face the new monsters.