There exist a room where a secret meeting took place. Between Admiral Chester Nimitz and DDG1000 Zumwalt.

The two spoke about the backrounds of each world they knew from deviations of history but along with possible contradictions and future for the setting.

For Admiral Nimitz the entire thing he heard felt unreal but he trusted the stranger's words.

"........ My allegience to the United States of America will remain the same. Even so, the value's of this "Eagle Union" Matched that of America, hence I wish to form a beneficiary alliance with your Military regarding Sirens."

Though shameless in her timing, Zumwalt had picked the perfect oppurtunity for her to speak about the possibility of an anchor to the world.

"... urk... Excuse me for being rude. It was not my intention to show you my dusgraceful side." Admiral Nimitz bowed his head.

Zumwalt panicked but urges the Admiral it was all well and good. Even if her face was still covered by a mask the message her body portrays was clear so to be even more clear, Zumwalt spoke shame in her voice but worry to the future.

"No, I should be the one apologizing Admiral. I have made such an absurd request for a person you all just met once."

Admiral stared wide eyed for a moment and soon found himself chuckling, "We will gladly welcome you in Eagle Union, Ms. Zumwalt. Even if you don't think so, the room we gave you shall be yours from now on. I will do the paperwork regarding your identity, along with a formal Military rank into the Eagle Union Navy but you are still allowed to call yourself a proud citizen of the United States of America."

Zumwalt had not expected such an easy door for safety, however she felt uneasy and embarassed so she couldn't help but ask, "I am deeply thankful but... do you.. trust me?"

"Why not? No Siren would make such an Absurd request. Though your Mask may cause issues socialy but it's acceptable as long as you comply with our documentatoon."

"I thank you once again Admiral."

"Enjoy your Youth my child. You should explore and get to know the base better, after all it'll be your Home for the time being."

Zumwalt stood up, "I shall take my leave Admiral. I am deeply thankful for your kindness." Zumwalt bowed again, it was to convey her gratitude.

"Think none if it. I'll be seeing you again in the mean time."

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Enterprise had not put into words yet of her suspiscion over the Stranger. And it didn't help that the entire base knew of it, if anything any words she may make as a complaint can be taken as slander which she didn't want to happen.

"Woah! I heard that Destroyer is much heavier compared to our Old Battleships!"

"Thats a Destroyer!?"

"What an odd shape, won't it sway too on the sea?"

"Where're the guns?"

Curious onlookers were gathering on the dock. It didn't help that there was a build up of force required by the Eagle Union goverment because of the siren incursion.

Now sooner or later, such a weird ship that resembled a siren battleship would spread all across the media.

It was a heavy concern for Enterprise, frankly she'd just ignore it. 'But that goddamn geezer pushed all work on me!' (Enterprise's thoughts not mine.)

She should've sortied by now to locate the Siren stronghold however because of the "NEW" duties pushed on her she couldn't continue her purpose. She was fuming and had no other way to relieve stress so she stood by the sides and quietly watched the crowd. Though life isn't always Silent.

"Hey~a!"

A cold drink was placed between Enty's face. Shooked by the surprise she threw a left hook without a second thought. The force behind that fist could decapitate an Elephant, slowly just realizing this she tried to pull her fist away or convert it's momentum ti make an adjustment to the side but it was halted easily.

"Oh, I'm so sorry if I shook you lady Enterprise."

There with the lower mouthpiece open from the mask, was Zumwalt with lips curved like the crescent moon. In one of her hands thrusting an inch closer to Enterprise's face, she offers a can of Coca Cola.

"What a day huh."

A can of coca cola still floated in the air with Enterprise's fist in the palm of Zumwalt's. Enty was shocked before she could comprehend what has happened Zumwalt kicked the can cancelling some of it's momentum and landed it in her head.

"Carbonated drinks tend to explode when shooked too much especialy after being exposed to air, anyway do you want some?"

Enty's face warped into a dreaded expression but changed to slight confusion instantly.

In her mind she had doubted what just happened. A Carrier's fist should be vastly be more powerful than a simple destroyer, but Zumwalt stopped it with ease.

"Ah.... thanks." Enty ignored what had just happened and took the offering. Reaching out for the Cola in Zumwalt's head.

"Glad you took it!" Zumwalt however shoved the Cola in her hand and took the one in her head. Popping it open immediately. "By the way, Call my Zoom. That's what my World's current holder of the name Enterprise used to call me."

".... I see. So why didn't you asked the Admiral for a Hidden Dock? You do realize that the Media won't keep their mouth's silent about this right?" Enterprise presented a curious and worrieful question. All the whiles having her eyes down as she opened the Cola given to her.

"Well, if I'm not Alone. They'll see me and recognize my origins easily. If I am then I would just be a ship lost in Time and Reality."

"What a blunt way to put it... say, the current holder of my Name to your world. CVN 80 was it? How is she?"

"She's well off. Infact she's a celebraty, the name Enterprise had alot of meaning for the current generations because of your past actions. But as the name entailed Glory, she was obsessed to make a glorious mark."

"I'm guessing it failed."

"Yes. If you only look with your eyes, you won't achieve anything. Sadly that is exactly what happened with her, even during the war she was reckless and had caused us many battles. She simply thought she was a Main Character of a Fairy tale but she achieved nothing in the end as a mere side character. The people who did achieve something, she hated and loathed them.... I am not one of them sadly." Zumwalt relived the war through her mind, smiling and chuckling as she finished her can.

Enterprise was hit by an unslightly feeling of annoyance and frustration as she sips her drink. Thinking of ways to recover the mood she used her curiosity to reassure Zumwalt.

"If they are out there, I wanna meet her." Enty curved her lips upward making a slightly disturbing smile. "I wanna give her the spanking of a lifetime."

"Jesus. Hah, so does the overly stubborn "Weapon" finaly accepts herself as Human?" A wide and excited smile appeared on Zumwalt's lips as her Mask closes the lower part closing sideward.

"Ugh...." Enty was annoyed by the gesture and turned away. But she didn't disliked the idea.

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In a Secluded place a meeting took place between officials from the Eagle Union Goverment. Their faces hidden by the shadows.

"Sir Admiral Chester Nimitz has given his report. It confirms our suspiscions regarding the Constant Mirror Phenomena, that they are not Siren Ships preparing for a Fourth Massacre."

"Instead they may be our messiah." Another cuts off the man who was speaking by finishing his sentence.

"A Messiah? Nonsense! They may very well be Sirens in disguise! Like those Ashen traitors!"

"Indeed, it is a concern wether we can trust this Person or not. Altrenate realities and such are only still being theorized after all."

"However we can monitor this Ship with our available resources seeing she interfered with the Pearl's Tears Incursion."

"And that she surrendered herself. We can't betray her Trust seeing that there may be more of them lurking in the shadows, its best we show Hospitality towards this Kansen so that others may join as well. By then we could simply just ask for their knowledge and expertise in exchange we give them a home."

"Not bad. Any arguments for the other side?"

"None Mr. President."

"Then let us conclude our meeting. We shall proceed with Giving our Hospitality to the Mysterious Person all the while monitoring her."

"Miss Enterprise is best suited for the task. She hates Traitors and Sirens deep in her core, she won't flinch if Zumwalt ever does anything out of line."

"Then let us proceed with such plans in mind."

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Prologue for Chapter 11

Walking down a corridor was two sisters, Mirai and Sakae having a plentiful conversation with Swords by their hips.

"So you see Sister, the Prisoners heads were missing, all decapitated, and the Guard watching over them was never heard from ever again! Kuehehehehehehe..." Sakae chuckled with a dark sense of humor.

"Thats quite a tale from the Backlines." Mirai's face was stiffened the longer she listens to the more synical the laughter of Sakae became.

"Hehe... haa.... Good times."

"What....?"

"Anyway, thats how I got demoted to Private."

"....."

More questions that does not need to be said and need an Answer to was floating around Mirai. In the end she decided to keep quiet and walk a little faster.

Not looking ahead and instead focusing on her sisters sinister smile led her to bump into someone familiar.

"JS Mizuki." "Sensei!" Mirai spoke the name with spite in her tounge while Sakae bowed her head to show respect.

"Sensei! What're you doing he–!?" Sakae was shoved to the side by Mirai herself.

Drawing the Moonlight Maiden out of it's sheate aiming for the Neck of JS Mizuki. Mirai was fully prepared to take the life of a fellow Japanese.

*CLANG‐!*

The sound of two metal swords colliding and being deflected with a great ammount of force resonated within the empty hallway.

The recoil of the shock caused Mirai to shook from the Impact. Her eyes widened realizing this fact, as if a man and a mountain had now confronted each other.

"Sister! Why did yo–"

Sakae's mouth was shut the moment a Katana was placed between her lips by her very own Sensei. Now she could only watch.

"The Moonlight Maiden style was primarily for Defense and yet you use it for offense. Not impressive, it's sloppy and dull like the blade of my very own sister the one you hold now."

(Both the Combat Style and Katana will have the same name.)

Hiyo's only sister, Carrier JS Mizuki. A cold hearted Younger sister who competed with Hiyo and the Current Flagship of Japan.

Her eyes are set to Mirai with no remorse or room for talk. With a sword in hand she positioned the blade in the Ko Gasumi Stance. Which the Blade hangs to the right with both hands on the Grip.

(Look up, Ko Gasumi)

Mirai similarly took a stance but to a more aggressive Jodan no Kamae or better known as a High Stance with both hands on the Grip as well.

Mizuki presented a basic move within the Moonlight Style by sidestepping and suddenly rushing forward to quickly counter Mirai's predictable sideswipe.

With the blade's momentum being thrown off Mirai was opened for a strike. Desperately trying not to be decapitated she went for a kick in the knee.

Sadly she missed with her now outward foot being stucked between her legs leaving her immobile for the hit. Mirai closed her eyes finaly Accepting defeat.

*Cla–zzii-clink!*

The sound of a Blade against another blade being placed to stop the momentum to decapitate with the sacrifice of the blade itself being cut almost in half like paper.

"Sensei. I beg of you to not kill the only surviving family I have."

"And if I do not?"

"I will fight you to the death myself."

Mizuki closed her eyes and took her pupil's word for it. She took off the blade from Sakae's broken Katana and sheats it again.

Mirai's body fell, weakened by the short encounter. Her breathing was heavy and the heart pounded like it had lost its life filled with much Andrenaline Mirai slump to the floor.

"For your Sisters life. I will take what's rightfully mine."

Without any resistance from Mirai, Mizuki confiscated her Sister's Katana from a failed pupil.

Soon after Mizuki left the scene. Sakae immediately carried Mirai by her shoulders and into the infirmary.