A sky covered in black smoke, the smell of burning flesh and metal, gunshots and heart-rending screams everywhere, but he was staring at the sky, with a blank stare, looking like he was in shock or traumatized, because he couldn't react, he heard a terrible beep and barely felt his body.

Floating on his back in the sea, surrounded by the corpses of his enemies and companions, but something else has caught the guy's attention.

"W-who... a-are... You?" The man asks weakly, regaining his consciousness a little.

A human-looking, fair-skinned woman with long platinum hair and purple eyes, dressed in a white jacket, with a light black coat, with a skirt of the same color and gold lines and a sea captain's hat. She looked at the man serenely despite the situation they were in.

"This isn't over yet... It hasn't even begun" She says, as she gets a little closer to him, walking on the water.

" O-over... Begun...? ¿About what... Are you talking?" He asks, not knowing exactly what she means.

"It won't be anytime soon, but you'll find out when the war has started" She replies, as she kneels.

He tries to sit up, but his body doesn't respond, instead, he feels cramping all over his body.

"Y-you mean they... Don't they take us seriously?" He asks angrily, already recovering a little more.

There was only a momentary silence before she answered.

"You must wake up"

"¿Wake up, from what?" He asks, looking confused at the apparent young woman.

"Wake up"

"You haven't answered my main question yet"

"Wake up"

"Sign! Who are you?" He demands, almost to the point of screaming as he manages to sit up.

Without him noticing it at the time, an eagle passes between the two quickly, and the woman's appearance suddenly changes.

Now his skin is totally pale, his sclera is black and his pupils are yellow, his face was torn, he can see the inner flesh and the eye completely on the left side.

"Enterprise, wake up!" She yells, sounding as heart-wrenching as a banshee

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He screams in terror, sitting up suddenly, panting and sweating profusely.

"Wow, wow calm down bro, it was just a dream!" Someone else comments, exalted.

He, better known as Enterprise, quickly turns to the source of that voice, seeing a boy no more than 6 years old, his skin is fair, his eyes are green and he has long blonde hair with ponytails on the sides, he wears a black boxer.

"H-hornet?" Asks Enterprise exalted. "W-what happened?"

Both are in a room with several pieces of furniture, two beds and a large open window, overlooking the outside and letting in the fresh air, Enterprise is also a child, and is only dressed in underpants.

"Apparently you had a nightmare again... Do you plan to tell big bro?" Hornet mentions

"... No, I don't remember... What did I dream about?" replies Enterprise worriedly, as he uses the sheets to wipe away the sweat.

"I see... Well, it's still night, it's like 3:20 in the morning, so nothing, let's keep sleeping" Hornet says while yawning and lying down, covering himself in the process.

"... Yes, it's a good idea"

Enterprise also lies down, but stares at the ceiling, trying to remember what he dreamed.

"What the hell did I dream?" Asked Enterprise, as he closes him eyes

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Later, Enterprise and Hornet, already dressed, leave the room in silence.

Hornet wears a black leather jacket, exposing his chest, shorts, leather shoes, and a cowboy hat of the same color, giving the impression of being a cowboy.

On the other hand, Enterprise dresses very similar to that of the woman in his dream, but wears white shorts. His appearance is almost the same as hers, with the difference that his hair is short.

"Are we going to have breakfast at the cafeteria, or will you eat MRE outside?" Asks Hornet while yawning.

Enterprise takes a few minutes to think about its answer.

"I'll go with you, I'm in the mood for a coffee and roast," Enterprise replies.

Hornet nods, as he stares at the ceiling.

"I wonder how big bro's doing"

"He's supposed to be coming today with the others"

"I see... Well, breakfast first"

They both arrive at a cafeteria, with many children their age and some adults, calmly consuming their respective breakfasts.

"Well, that's closer to the window" Hornet says as he points to a bench near one of the windows.

They both take their corresponding seats, while a man with a height of no more than 1.60 meters approaches them and attends them, with a pen and a small note at hand.

"What will gentlemen ask for?" asks the man, equipped with a black helmet with a visor of the same color, not even showing his eyes, with pants and sneakers of the same color, his torso is exposed, thus being able to appreciate his well-developed muscles.

"A coffee with ham and cheese toast" Order Enterprise with a smile.

"I'm going to want two fried eggs with bacon and apple juice" Hornet replies with a smile.

"Okay, in a while your order will be ready" Comments the man, finishing writing down as he goes back to the kitchen.

Enterprise looks out the window, seeing that it was totally cloudy outside and it was drizzling.

"What a beautiful day" Enterprise mutters, as Hornet looks at him with a frown.

"Yes... What a beautiful day" Hornet repeats sarcastically "Remember that in a while we will have to train, whether or not it is in this shitty climate"

"That's indifferent to my tastes" Enterprise replies, receiving a shrug of the shoulders from Hornet as he snorts.

Ever since they were born, possessing that youthful appearance, there wasn't a day that they didn't train. The only thing they know is that large island with its inhabitants, and a few things commented about the outside, however, they never had the opportunity to experience.

In addition, the place is full of militarized buildings, so there is rarely a building or two for leisure purposes, adding that the area looks depressing and neglected.

The weather wasn't the most pleasant either; Most of the time there are torrential rains and storms that last for hours, even days, and when the sun is shining, it usually doesn't last long.

And even if it was normal for the brothers and the rest of the inhabitants, the lack of color of the big island and the curiosity of what the outside looks like certainly embittered and even saddened them. It was not uncommon to see the occasional Kansen child crying or getting depressed in some corner, this was even more normal for those who do not have siblings.

However, this was not the case with the Yorktown brothers, since, since they were born (in the case of Hornet it was 2 days after Enterprise) they were always supporting each other, even Yorktown when their schedule allowed it.

Even Von (the Yorktown eagle) always cared for and pampered them in the absence of their owner.

"It's strange that Von doesn't come today," Hornet comments, as he turns to look at one of the workers, who is dressed and has the same muscle development as the one who attended them.

"I guess the mission is too hard for Von to leave Yorktown alone," Enterprise replies as he looks at him.

Seeing that he was looking away, he goes in the direction he was pointing.

"Are those Kansen of the destroyer class?" asks Enterprise.

"No, they're corvettes, frigates are almost the same size as destroyers" Hornet replies.

"There are a large number of corvettes and frigates, so much so, that not even we, the new generation, can outnumber them," Enterprise mentions fascinated.

"Well, they don't last as long as a destroyer, nor do they do the same damage, that's why their numbers"

"It's a relief to have the help of more brothers" Enterprise says with some joy.

"Yes, in addition, as I heard, the commander orders Autrix not to stop giving birth"

"Wasn't it that giving birth was for women?" Asks Enterprise confused.

"It's a saying, there is always a new corvette and frigate every day"

"But wouldn't that deplete our supplies faster?"

Before Hornet can reply, the attendant arrives with their orders and delivers them to them.

"Here you go, bon appetit" the kansen mentions as he leaves, receiving thanks from both of them.

"They are the cheapest to build and maintain, besides, either because of some feature or that crazy will they have, they consume much less than what a corvette or frigate type ship normally needs" Hornet responds as he begins to eat breakfast a little hurriedly.

"And more sacrificial..." Enterprise mentions, with a somewhat grim look as he grabbed him cup.

Hornet stops abrutately and looks at him.

"If you're going to get melancholic because of dark topics, I'd better not even have breakfast" Hornet replies as he goes back to breakfast.

"Excuse me, I..." Enterprise says somewhat embarrassed.

"Shut up and let's have breakfast in peace, we'll have to go outside in a while" Hornet interrupts while pointing at him with his fork of food, followed by consuming the piece, earning a nod from Enterprise.

After that comment, they continued to eat in silence.

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Just outside the base, Enterprise and Hornet stood in a line, along with other children, and in front, an elderly woman dressed as a marine commander, with two corvette-class kansens as escorts.

"Very well, maggots, today...!" The woman commented, however, there are two brothers who talk to each other surreptitiously.

"Ahh, the old rag again" Hornet mentions with a snort.

"Don't say that here, or she'll hear you!" Enterprise claims anxiously.

"What is the old witch going to hear, the one with the wrinkled ass face?" Surely she will be... Oh"

The oldwoman was looking Hornet in the face, and she wasn't particularly in a good mood.

A long, tense look at Hornet made him uncomfortable, as well as the rest of the children, and Enterprise could only do one facepalm.

The lady stops looking at him and straightens her back.

"Okay, change of plans, get naked, quick!"

"What were we going to practice today?" Hornet asks a boy next to him, while he undresses.

"... We were going to practice how to summon our rigging" Replies the boy in a bad mood.

"Damn... Maybe I should have kept quiet" Hornet reconsiders.

"That's what happened for talking early" Enterprise complains.

The line of children finishes undressing, leaving all their clothing to the escorts.

The lady watches as another corvette arrives with a huge hose.

"Wet them" The lady orders, pointing to them with her chin.

"Yes, commander" says the kansen with the hose.

And so, the whole line is wet with ice water. Once he finished dipping, you could see how everyone was hugging themselves and shivering.

"Alright brats, I want to see those stripes of their asses move all over the base, jog!" the commander orders, receiving a half-hearted affirmation.

The line, in order, begin to jog, covering his crotch member.

"What do they do by putting their hands there? I want to see those arms moving!"

This greatly embarrassed most of them, making it difficult for them to remove their hand, let alone maintain that posture.

"I'm cold, but I'm hot!" Says Hornet, his face red, but shivering.

"It's the same for me, my body can't agree on whether to be hot or cold!" Enterprise mentions, being in the same situation.

"I'm rethinking whether the commander isn't really a pedophile" Says a boy with several white fox tails and ears.

"Oh, no~! I'll end up liking the exhibition!" Says another child with the same characteristics, but with brown tones.

"... Damn sick..." Says the white fox boy with a certain disgust.

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The children were jogging for approximately 2 hours, going all over the base naked, at the end, they arrived at the starting point.

Most lie on the floor, others, like Enterprise, crouch.

"Shit... I won't be back... To make fun of me... From the wrinkled ass... In front of her" Hornet says, trying to fill his lungs with oxygen.

"Very well, brats, stand up" The commander orders, receiving groans in response. "Should I repeat it?"

And as fast as their lungs and muscles would allow, they stood up in orderly line.

"Very well bastards, today you will know how to summon your ships, also called as rigging, since they are part of you and vice versa" The commander speaks, while walking a little, looking at each of the children, followed by stopping and looking at one of her escorts, he takes a few steps forward.

"This kansen, as you well know, is a corvette of the Corvess class, the fastest and most accurate among the corvettes, this fellow will teach you what you need to know"

The commander moves a little farther away, and the kansen looks at the ship closest to them, pointing his finger at it.

"That's my ship" the kansen points out, while the others momentarily look at the ship.

The corvette extends its palm towards its ship, followed by the ship rapidly dematerializing into many bright blue cubes, and almost immediately, the cubes go to the back of the corvess, thus forming two small cannons, while its arms carry cannon-shaped stick shields.

"You must imagine that your rigging materializes in thousands of mental cubes, and that those cubes stick to you, quite simple, although there are conditions for that" Explains the corvess, pausing briefly "First, you must not be more than 5 kilometers from your rig, otherwise you will not be able to summon it, and second, if you are seriously damaged,  your ship will also be, so their effectiveness in combat may be reduced, you may even not be able to summon it, even though you are aware, if you have it equipped, not being able to perform any attack or defense, so overexerting yourselves could not only endanger them unnecessarily, but you can even sacrifice the lives of your companions because of your stubbornness. Okay, now it's your turn to practice"

Not so far away from them, several ships are seen slowly approaching them, while the children extend their hands and try to summon their ships.

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The line of children could easily summon their rigging, most of them filled with happiness or enthusiasm.

"Very well, come with me" Speaks the Corvess as he jumps into the water, when he lands, he stays floating in it "On the move"

Hornet didn't think twice and jumps into the water, the rest seeing this, they fill up with courage and throw themselves, having the same result.

The corvess-class kansen begins to move away from the base, being accompanied by the boys. When he gets far enough, he brakes and turns to look at the group, which, in an orderly way, form a line.

"Alright, you're mastered the movement... Now... Summon your weapons"

"Weapons...?" Enterprise asks confused.

"Yes, you see, in addition to your cannons or apron, depending on your class, you have another additional weapon, which can serve either as another tool or in emerging cases such as being stranded on land" Explains the corvess, while raising one of his arms, exposing it "Like mine for example"

"Can't we fight on land?" Hornet asks.

"Yes, we can, but the effectiveness would not be the same, and you would be more vulnerable to ground enemies who have the weaponry to damage you"

"Is the process the same?" Asks the half-chestnut fox.

"Yes, but you'll have to imagine each weapon, because it's possible that the weapon you're compatible with isn't the one you think it is"

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And so, the initiates spent a long time trying to summon their weapons. Until finally each and every one of them was able to summon their respective weapon.

"Very well, now I will teach you how you should fight according to your classes and conditions. Destroyers at the front!" Speaks the Corvess, as he moves one of his arms firmly.

The destroyers obey and advance, including Laffey, Javelin, Ayanami, Z23, and Mikazuki, among many others.

"Laffey here, at your disposal!" Says Laffey in an energetic tone.

"Javelin here ..."

"Save the introductions for the time being, the sooner we do this, the sooner you will be able to get dressed and be inside, warm and having something hot" He interrupts the corvess, seeing that they are still naked, and the weather only gets colder.

The destroyers are silent.

"Sir..." Javelin attracts his attention.

"Yes?"

"How should we address you?"

"As you like, but remember that I won't be with you long"

The initiates affirm in unison, this missed the corvette kansen, but he lets it go.

"Very well... Start!"

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The kansen began to instruct them one by one how to attack, what to do in case of emergencies, how to protect themselves from their weaknesses, and how to support and cooperate with their companions.

Thanks to his knack for teaching them, it didn't take long for the initiates to learn and improve their combat styles, which satisfies the corvette.

"Very well guys, that's all for today, I'll report this to the commander, go take a break, you deserve it" Says the Corvess, while he sees how the children celebrate.

The instructor kansen looks to the side, and sees another kansen, although somewhat different, as he is 5 centimeters longer than him.

"Oh! A frigate class, it's good that you're here, can you take the initiates to where their clothes are? Then take them to the cafeteria"

"Sure, brother, don't forget the report to the commander, she's in her office" The frigate-class kansen replies amicably, despite having a deeper voice than the corvette.

The frigate dresses very similar to the corvette classes, but its garments are light gray tones, its hulls look more resistant and reckless, and its muscles are even more developed.

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The corvette kansen, which has just become the instructor of the new generation, is on its way to a great building. Arriving at the entrance, he stops and looks at the building.

It's the dormitories of the human staff and some important kansens, it has many medium and large windows, with worn white walls and with some fungi here and there.

Due to the lack of cleaning products and accessories, the island itself did not look good. Not so clean that there are diseases and pests, but not clean enough to look good.

Shaking his head, he decides to enter and walk through the long, narrow, but depressing and oppressive corridors, with reddish carpet floors and gray walls worn due to lack of maintenance.

The place was normally quiet, no one disturbed anyone unless necessary, so all that could be heard were the echoes of their footsteps and the furious torrential outside.

He arrives at a door a little more extravagant than most doors, this the commander's office by default, of course, was not adjacent to her room, but its made up for it with the necessary amenities for her work.

He knocks lightly on the door several times, and when he finishes, he waits for some kind of answer.

"Who is it?" Asks a thick, worn female voice.

"The Corvess who was ordered to take the role of instructor for the kansens of the new generation comes to report the training report" Replies the Corvess instructor.

Hush, the corvette doesn't get any kind of response for 5 minutes, and starts to get restless.

"Commander?" Asks the instructor, a little worried due to the silence.

"Wait 5 minutes, I have to arrange some things" The commander replies disinterestedly.

"Roger" The corvette affirms as he stands to the side of the spawn and leaves his arms behind him, and begins to wait patiently.

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25, 50, a whole hour and he was still outside, waiting in the same position, almost without moving, beyond moving his head to look somewhere.

The silence of the corridors was suffocating juxtaposed with the boredom that was beginning to affect him, and he could barely hear the occasional sound of pen writing on paper.

Apparently it had come at a bad time, but hey, things happen.

"You're still there, instructor?" Asks the commander while some kind of pile is heard being mobilized.

"Correct"

"You can pass"

Without further ado, he opens the door and enters, making sure he has closed it properly.

As he looks inside the office, he sees the floor carpeted in brown, with a large red carpet with gold edges, with a large desk with a surface full of papers, and a computer.

There were other items and furniture, of course, but his attention was on the grumpy commander.

"Talk about it once and for all, I don't have much time to complete the rest I have left" Comments the commander while giving him a frown, while preparing her fingers to type on the keyboard on the computer.

Without wasting any time, as he approaches her, he begins to report the training in detail. From how long it took and made it difficult for the Kansens to summon their rigging, to how the Kansens maneuvered in their respective classes, comparing their lessons to other instructors such as HMS Amazon.

"And that's the whole report" The corvette kansen speaks, having taken a firm stance with his arms behind his waist.

"Uhum..." The commander is thoughtful for a moment as she finishes writing a few more details.

"Is something wrong, Your Eminence?"

The commander, who, when she finishes writing, grabs several sheets of paper from the pile of papers nearby. He reads its contents while lightly but steadily tapping the table with his index finger, staying that way for a few seconds, followed by looking at the kansen.

"You see, during these 6 years, I've assigned different instructors to those brats; humans, Kansen, and your brothers, but you've proven to be more talented at this"

"Do you plan to officially me become the instructor of the new generations of kansen?" asks the instructor while raising an eyebrow, obviously unseen due to his helmet.

"Indeed"

The kansen turns his head slightly and looks at the ground in silence, reflecting on the situation, after a while he looks at the commander again.

"I like the idea, but there are two things that worry me" The Kansen comments, in response, he receives a snort from her.

"What are they?" Asks the commander, assuming the next thing he would say.

"Being an instructor of the new generations, I would leave aside my brothers who fight day and night against the enemy, that would make me feel like someone dishonored and cowardly, the other is that I must ask Mother's permission"

The commander puts the documents aside, caresses her forehead, and frowns as she growls a little.

"That honor you have... All the more reason why your mortality rate is so high" She murmurs, followed by looking at the kansen. "You may not be more than eight months old, but you've already been in battles, you've matured, and you have the mentality of an adult... almost, why should you ask the Azur Lane flagship?"

"Because he created me and my loyalty and life reside in Mother, not in you, humans" The kansen replies curtly, he says it in a tone that gives the impression of being angry or upset.

This made the commander not look kindly on the Corvess, however, she keeps her comment about it to herself.

"Well, I'll call the lady, wait sitting there and keep quiet" The commander orders as she gets up and grabs a cell phone.

The corvette just nods its head and goes to sit down.

The commander fiddles with the phone for a while, until she finds the contact of the flagship kansen and calls him. She waits for a while until she gets an answer.

"Is something wrong, Commander?" Asks a deep but sweet male voice.

"I need you to come, it's not an urgent matter, but it's important"

"Okay, I need to do some things here first" The kansen replies while she can hear in the background some things falling and someone complaining "Give me about 20 minutes"

"Let it be 10 ma'am, I have little time and patience to finish my business" Says the commander irritably while frowning. She gets a prying eye from the instructor.

"... I'll be there"

[[Since I don't usually use English, I have to help myself with the translator. So I hope you can help me both in the corrections, as well as in the criticism regarding the story and so on, thanks for reading]]