A small, brown-haired girl looked over the edge of the dock into the water below, her bright green eyes watching fish swim around below.
"Soooooo pretty...."
The young girl was mesmerized by the water flowing this way and that as something inside her made her just want to jump in.
She began to lean too far forward when a large pair of metal hands suddenly caught the small ship-girl and lifted her up.
"You're not ready yet Kid, come on." A massive, blonde woman with blue eyes carried the child away, causing the young girl to cry.
"But! Mama' Yard!"
6 years later...
A gangly teen ship-girl stood on a slipway nervously as she looked down at a large group of people looking up at her.
"Oh! Where is she?"
The super dreadnought girl wondered nervously as "she" was only person the young ship-girl wanted to see right now.
It was the day of her launch, when a familiar voice called out.
"Hey 39! You ready Kid?" It was the Shipyard and her mother so to speak, Brooklyn Yard smiling and waving wildly as she walked up next to the anxious super-dreadnought.
"No, I'm terrified, what if I don't float? Ohhhhh! What if I capsize!?" The teen asked worriedly as Brooklyn calmed her down, looking down into the ship-girl's green eyes with her blue ones.
"You'll do fine, remember I built you, you have nothing to worry about kid." Brooklyn put a gentle hand on the dark-haired girl's head and ruffled her hair slightly.
"Momma' Yard stop! You're embarrassing me!" BB-39 tried to stop the ship-yard's giant mechanical hand as it was impossible.
After the music stopped, the ceremony began when a man on a podium started to speak.
After about 20 minutes later...
"...And on this day, in front of God and the people we christened you BB-39, The U.S.S. Arizona!" The brown-haired girl smiled brightly as she had a real name now. Two bottles struck and smashed against her shin as she barely felt it.
"Hang on Miss Arizona!" Brooklyn Yard yelled loudly, yanking all the pins holding the super-dreadnaught in place.
"W-Woooaahhh Yard!" The massive ship slid backwards as she felt a rising panic in her chest, like tipping too far back in a chair.
Suddenly she dipped into the cool water, feeling like she had been missing this her whole life.
"Cooooldddddd!!!" Arizona yelped loudly, water splashing up her back side.
After a few moments of getting adjusted to the water Arizona waved to the cheering crowd as she suddenly started splashing around, pissing off the older group of women tugboats trying to grab her.
"Stop fucking around!" The lead tug yelled and she started pushing Arizona by her stern down the waterway to be fitted out with her guns and superstructure.
Brooklyn yard could only smile as she'd seen the look a thousand times before in all the other ship-girls faces she had built before.
Now looking at Arizona and seeing that this new super-dreadnought was the most powerful ship on the ocean now, Brooklyn could only imagine what her fate could be...
A few months later.
"You're not going to Europe and that's final." Brooklyn barely raised her voice as she was sitting at her massive desk, looking over a mountain of paperwork with Arizona glaring at her.
"But why! Nevada and Okie get to go!" Arizona screamed back as Brooklyn just leaned back in her chair, papers in hand.
"Because the Navy said so Kid, now move along, I'm busy." Brooklyn looked over some more paperwork as Arizona was fuming out her stack.
"When you say the Navy? Do you mean you? Look, I know my sea trials look bad, but why are you not letting me do this?!" Arizona slammed her fists on the desk as Yard looked up sharply.
"Because THE NAVY AND "I" Decided that sending a brand NEW and VERY expensive super-dreadnought overseas for a European War wasn't a very bright idea." Brooklyn yard turned in her seat as she now gave Arizona her full attention, frightening the dreadnought girl.
"Look, are you trying to piss me off? Or get your ass kicked? Because you're about two seconds from both Kid." Brooklyn slowly rose up as she leaned over her desk, glaring at Arizona.
"It's not fair!" The super-dreadnought yelled in Yard's face as she turned around and stormed out.
"Life ain't fair Kid! Take a seat!" Brooklyn sat back down with a deep sigh as Arizona slammed the door behind her and yelled outside of it.
"And stop calling me that! My name is Arizona!" The blonde ship-yard just shook her head as she knew this was the curse of all warship she built.
The second they have their war-rigs, they're looking for a fight.
From the small boats she made as a child, to the wooden ship-girls in her teens and finally when steel and steam took over for sail and wood, she was right there.
"Some things never change...."
December 6th 1941.
"Package for Brooklyn yard!" A young postal girl announced brightly as she walked into Yard's office and set a large box on her desk.
"Oh, from who?" Brooklyn looked at the postal girl and smiled.
"It says it's from Pearl Harbor!" Brooklyn looked at the box unsurely as she didn't remember ordering or sending anything to Pearl.
In fact she hadn't spoken to the island-woman in a long time. Brooklyn yard leaned up, extending a blade from her finger tip and opened the box slowly.
Looking into the box she saw a letter on top of a bunch of strange little hula dolls.
"Huh?" The New York Shipyard picked up one of the dolls as she pushed it's hip, causing a spring inside the girl to make her dance around.
"Really Pearl?" Yard sat back in her chair, touching the tattooed black anchor on her right thigh.
The mark of all shipyards as having it meant that she could never go out to sea, but could travel with only in her country's borders and only for a few weeks.
Yard used the same finger to slice open the letter, folding it out in her hands. She instantly recognized the handwriting, a smile instantly crossing her face.
"Arizona..."
"Hey Mama' Yard! It's me Arizona! I'm sorry I haven't written in a while, the world's a big place so I hope you got all my letters, I just ended up in Pearl Harbor with Penny and a few of the other Battleship girls. This place is beautiful Brook, the water is warm as the sky and weather here is breathtaking. I know it's a little early for Christmas but I sent some of the tugs some hula dolls to put on their rigs. I know they won't like them, but I know you will understand hahaha. Anyway I hope this whole thing blows over so I can come back and see you... Well, tell everybody I miss them and hopefully I'll see you soon... Mama'.
With much love, Zona."
Yard wiped a tear from her eye as she slowly stood up and walked over to another cabinet and opened it.
Inside were all the letters that Arizona had sent before as she placed it inside.
"Til the next time we meet kid..."
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Azur lane: A history through their eyes...
Historical FictionA short series about different ship-girls from all factions and what happened in real life.