The Shackles Of Affection | Male Warship | Azur Lane

Chapter 37 | The Death Of Midway

---Narrator---

Over the course of weeks, Purifier and a restrained Cowpens, move across the many oceans this world offers, waging war, attacking Allied nations, and occasionally those within the red axis, excluding the partnered Sakura forces. Cowpens, forced to wage war, forced to kill vessels, sailors, and sink convoys by the command of Purifier, who only lusts for the destruction of Cowpens stubborn mental fortitude. Slowly preparing, and ensuring his obedience, Constantly overdosing the boy with the drugs, created by Observer, until the boys mind, became almost entirely blank, until finally. . . Something had to give....

---June 18th---

---Purifier Point Of View---

"Hahaha..... HAHAHAHA! I knew the Germans would be desperate for carriers nearing the wars end, but converting ocean liners to carrier roles is absolutely hilarious! Bismarck really has went over the deep end hasn't she!" I taunt excited by the sights of so many different vessels repairing, refitting, building, converting, and all but one gathering my attention, the unazured ocean liner, Europa. I look over towards Midway/Cowpens, and taunting him. "Say, I think I recall Purifier saying, you and Bismarck has some kind of friendship between you both. . . You spared those Iron Blood at the battle of the Japanese coast after all. . ." Looking out towards the Iron Blood port, I command over hundreds of unazured vessels, that begin appearing all around behind us, inside portals from nearby mirror sea's, which sail from inside the portals, out into these open sea's. "Here, let me drawl her out, so that the three of us can have such a meaningful and deep conversation! Hahaha, doesn't that sound exciting!" He was visually, braindead in the moment, his body won't act, more, or react without my command, completely different from how it was supposed to be when handed down to the Sakura's.

He's a mindless soldier, who can but only talk back freely. . . Time to time. But can't make actions on his own accord. "Y-You won't. . . Lay a hand... On her..." He struggled, managing to twist his head slowly towards me with great struggle. "Is that so?" Jabbing a syringe and another dose of this stuff through his spinal cord. His eyes flash crimson, then glow bright yellow like a sirens as he roared out momentarily in anger. "You should know by now Cowpens, my only desire, with you at least. Is to destroy everything you've built up to this point. First, I'll strip away your foreign relationships, then I'll move on to your friends back home. . . And lastly, I'll have you destroy your love life. . . With Hornet. Once I've done that. . . I'll return you to Observer. I'll have had my fill after all~"

---Bayern Point Of View---

Trailing behind my daughter, as she traversed the dock yards, arriving for today's summons from the Blohm & Voss company, complications in Leipzig's refit, and Europa's conversion required her attention. I shadow her, with an expression of worry for my daughter, she's been. . . Different since she returned from Japan. . . An speaks to me far less, since her children went missing the other week. She's. . . Shut herself away again. To everyone this time. She fills her days now, with nothing but meetings, work, and combat missions. I watch as she spoke with the Co-Owner of Blohm & Voss, and the work site foremen explaining the situations, while presenting her the documented issues and roadblocks they've encountered during their works. The confliction in her eyes, as she goes about everyday. . . The tension in her every move. . . The weight of a war, a nation's navy, and the weight of her missing children must be tearing her apart. Port sirens begin to start up, blaring, an early alarm system to alert ports of impending attacks. Before anyone could look, a dock worker shouts over alarms.

"!!!SIRENS ON THE HORIZON!!!"

Warships at port, having their vessels refitted, repairing, or just docked, sprint across the length of a dock in seconds, leaping into water, combining with their ships, didn't matter condition. I turn, glancing back towards my daughter, as I too turned without a second thought! Sprinting for the waters. Another worker shouts, as the rumble of aircraft, and the scream of jets fill the skies, approaching. "!!!EAGLE CARRIER SPOTTED!!!" I see my daughter turning and sprinting towards the water, as that announcement was shouted. I look ahead, confused. "Eagle Union carrier? This far into our waters?! How did they get here undetected, up till now? Why would they be accompanied by sirens? Is it another META!?" I think to myself desperately confused. Jumping into the waters, combining without vessels, immediately faced with P51 Seahorses and siren jets blasting ahead of them! We aim for the skies, charging headlong towards the appearing siren forces, firing off our anti-aircraft batteries, blanketing the skies. A small division strong, Prinz Eugen, Leipzig, Graf Zeppelin, Jade, Z11, My daughter, and myself! It happens swiftly, the wave of sirens aircraft shot out of the skies swiftly, the P51's are a bit harder, they don't take a predictable flight path like unazured siren vessels, and their aircraft tend to do. They turn, bank, zip and zag through flak and anti-aircraft fire. Actively making themselves harder targets! "JADE! ZEPPELIN!" I boom out, commanding over the intense situation. Everyone was for sure jostled by the sudden break in peace!