The Abyssals are everywhere. They've severed trading lines, communications. Split Navies in half for nothing other than a kick out of the deal. They've made the Oceans theirs. It's been three years and Japan has been hanging on by a thread. Food shortages are the new normal and daily life has ground to a halt under the Abyssal's thumbs. Asking for help is out of the question. But all is not lost. Enter the Ship Girls. Reincarnated spirits of the fearsome force that made up the Combined Fleet that held the seas of the Pacific at one time. Hearts of Honor and Guns of Steel, they've returned to help their homeland. Destroyers. Cruisers. Carriers. Submarines. But not a single battleship to their name.

A battleship of titanic proportions was planned after ww1. The N3. The battleship summoned through hate and shear annoyance will be rather "special" right? . .. . . . . . . . . . I don't own any thing in this story except the character of N3 and H44 but I wish I did! Warning first try at FanFiction so be aware English is not my first language...