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Somewhere over the Pacific at 03:80, a blue portal splits open a hole in reality, and what comes through is a mountain-sized ship battered and flaming hurtling through at speeds matching those of jets. Crashing down on the beach of an uncharted island. Causing a massive tidal wave sinking some of the island in the process all while inside something was happening.

PA: Warning! Warning! Fires detected! Fire dispatch crews are unavailable! Activation of the CO2 response system requires manual input!

???: *groans in pain*

PA: Activation of CO2 systems is recommended!

???: *Meekly* wher- where am I?

the unknown man proceeds to try and stand only to end up falling into a kneeling position. Instead, he crawls his way to the command console

???: I-I have hands and feet what happe- *enters a intense coughing fit* -end Capta- *coughs* -in w-where are you?

PA: Fires increasing in intensity! CO2 systems require manual activation!

???: Gotta fi-*coughs*-nd the ca-*coughs*-ptain. My chest hurts *Coughs uncontrollably* w-wait maybe Dot still works Dot, activate the CO2 systems.

Dot: Yes sir.

PA: CO2 Systems activated! Fire suppression is in progress!

???: I-I can breathe again t-this is pellicular it still hurts but I don't feel like coughing my lungs out. w-wait I have lungs?

Slowly the man gets off his knees and stands shakily he is obviously wounded, with burns covering his body, some of his flesh hanging off in chunks, his left hand is twisted and hanging limply, and what was once his left eye is now a hollow socket. he limps roughly 3ft before falling face-first and passing back out.

Meanwhile 10 min away.

???: What do you think that signal is Belfast?

Bel: I am not sure miss Enterprise.

???: I just hope they're friendly.

Ent: We can only wait and see Cleveland.

Cle: Doesn't hurt to hope, right Javelin?

Jav: No I suppose it doesn't.

Meanwhile 10 mins away in the other direction.

???: Lord Bismarck?

Bis: Yes Prinz Eugen.

PE: Why are Z23 and Graf Zeppelin with us? wouldn't it be quicker with just us so we can get there before Azure Lane?

Bis: we do not know what this signal leads to. for all, we know it could be a new enemy.

PE: That is true, but what about Sakura? Why are they not joining us? we could use their carriers in case the Grey Ghost is around.

Bis: The Empire could not join us for their own reasons.

Graf: I hope that this signal leads to a new ship so that she can help me destroy the world.

Z23: Is that all you think about?

Graf: Y-*stops and pauses in shock*

Bis: Graf Zeppelin why did yo-*looks to where Graf was looking* Mien Gott...

Both task forces reach the source only to see a massive futuristic ship crashed on the beach. Some parts of its hull are missing and there are clear burn marks on the ship, but what scares them is the blood in the water and sand. Around the ship are bodies all frozen with various looks on their faces. Enterprise's task force gets to the beach only to be greeted by Ironblood.

Ent: Bismarck.

Bis: Enterprise.

PE: Hello Belfast~.

Bel: Prinz Eugen it is good to see you.

Ent: By order of Azure Lane that ship is going to come with us.

Bis: And by my authority, it is coming with us.

Ent: it seems that there is only one way to settle this.

Bis: Indeed.

As the battle takes place between the two factions outside the ship. However, inside the ship, our hero finally wakes back up.

???: *Groans* Dot what happened?

Dot: it appears that during our slipspace jump, our drive malfunctioned and we crash-landed on an unknown planet. All contact with the UNSC has been unsuccessful. Currently, armed assailants are fighting each other outside your ship. All of the crew are K.I.A. including Cpt. Matthew Pilgrim. According to UNSC protocol, you are now promoted to Cpt congratulations Olympus Mons!

Mons: Great *Using the command console to painfully get to his feet* I'm now in control of myself. 'Legs are fucking weird'.

Dot: You should seek immediate medical attention.

Mons: N-Not an option.

Dot: Nobl-ahem Olympus Mons you are starting to alarm me.

Mons: Still haven't got over them huh?

Dot: *Melancholic* No...

Mons: It's alright now back to the people outside the ship or me. open the nearest bulkhead.

Dot: Due to damage to the hull all doors and bulkheads are sealed, submerged, or too high for a safe exit.

Mons: Alright lead me to the nearest door.

Outside a battle is taking place over ownership of the ship, But then a massive bang is heard from the hull stopping everyone in their tracks.

Bis: What was that?

Ent: I have no clue.

Cle: I-It's not a monster is it?

*bang* *Bang* *BANG*

Bel: Whatever it is it wants out badly.

P.E: I just hope it doesn't-.

Suddenly a crash and grinding of metal as the hull is being forced open. Out walks what is essentially a giant walking dead man.

Mons: Please! Cease this needless fighting!

Cle: *quietly* oh my god.

Bel: Sir are you ok?

Z23 and Javelin throw up from shock and disgust Bismarck, Enterprise, Prinz, and Graf just freeze disturbed by the sight.

Mons: I am quite alright thank you kind ladies for your concern. now if you pl-*Bends down in pain and throwing up blood before straitening back up*-ease tell me what is going on?

Bis: Sir you are wounded you need to come with me immediately for medical attention.

Bel: Sir with all due respect you should come with us and not them.

Prinz: Sir if you would ignore her and come with us we can get you fixed right up.

Ent: No he will not be going with you he will be coming with us.

Pretty soon it devolves back down to bickering and squabbling like children over a toy.

Mons: *proceeds to pull out a magnum from his holster from his belt* I am going to give you 3 seconds to stop 3...2....1. *BANG*

Everyone stops confused and anxious before turning toward Mons.

Mons: are you done children... ok good now if everyone would please calm down and sit so we may discuss this in a calm and collected manner. Now if you excuse me I'm going to call in a friend don't freak out she is friendly. * he proceeds to pull out a small flat disk* Ok Dot please introduce yourself.

Dot: *her form flickers to life* Hello my name is Auntie Dot I am a 7th-generation dumb A.I. I am assigned to the UNSC Olympus Mons until further instructed.

Bis: Who is this Olympus Mons?

Mons: Of course where are my manners? I am the UNSC Olympus Mons Thanatos-class Dreadnought.

Bel: Who is the UNSC?

Mons: Do you not know?

Cle: I am sorry but we do not?

Mons: I-I see. * he looks down in sadness before wincing in pain* gah!

Z23: are you alright?

Mons: Y-Yes I am fine. Now would you please tell me where I am? And what is happening before we figure anything out deal?

Bis/Ent: Deal.

(Time Skip to after both Bismarck and Enterprise explain the lore of Azur Lane up till after the pearl attack cause I am way too fucking lazy)

Mons: 'Hmm similar to my world I guess' Alright ladies that's enough. I believe it would be best if I went with Azur Lane. no offense to the rest of you but I feel our ideals do not line up for now, but I do not wish you any ill will.

Bis: I see then I suppose we will take our leave.

Prinz: *whispering* My lord is that wise? he can be a powerful ally and even then we can surely take him with us by force in his current...uh state.

Bis: *whispering back* No we can't, look at those guns on his ship he is also walking around in a condition that even I would collapse, and most likely die we can not risk it we will just have to try again later.

Bis: Now if you excuse us we need to return to our base.

Mons: Very well it was nice to meet you a good day.

As the Crimson Axis ships take their leave Mons turns back towards the Azur Lane Girls.

Mons: Now if you would be... so kind.....and. *He then falls back into the blood-red sand fading out of conciseness*

(So what did you guys think please place a comment and give any advice I'll get back to you people again soon)