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Skiethos [2018-01-28 11:29:13 +0000 UTC]

Fubuki stood stock still, too terrified to move. Bullets of sweat slipped down her cheeks and she shivered as she felt steel claws caress her arms. 

"Why did I have to end up the hands of an Abyssal Hime?" She thought ruefully. "Why did this happen to me?"

Her brain plays back the events that led to her ending up being cuddled by the giant Abyssal Hime.

Fubuki had been part of a supply run along with Yudachi, Murasame, Isonami, and Kiyoshimo led by Yahagi and was returning home when they were attacked. A torpedo struck Yahagi quickly followed by two more hitting Yudachi and Murasame. They scatter as the group get their bearings and scan the waters for the source. They quickly realize the attack is being carried out by Abyssal Submarines. The destroyers begin dropping depth charges on the spots where their sonar detects the undersea attackers trying to get them to emerge and then shoot them when they appear.

Fubuki does this too as she tries to concentrate on the attack while dodging the occasional submarine who pops up and tries to drag her under. However, unaware of the group are two Abyssal Princesses who were leading the submarines on a training exercise when the fleet girls sailed into the area. One of them is Seaport Hime, a titan of the abyss, standing almost as tall as a house and having enormous steel claws. Her height alone would frighten any fleet girl who saw her. The other is Submarine Hime, a curvy but stealthy predator of the seas connected to her abyssal beast via two ports on her back and she cares for a set of three extremely long grinning torpedoes that goes wherever she does. The Sub Hime is often bullied by the fleet girls but she toughened up since then and has gotten new weapons to show for her efforts. She is all too eager to test them.

When the subs they had been training suddenly raced off both questioned what they were doing and the Subs replied: "Enemy detected" as they sailed off to ambush their erstwhile foes

Meanwhile, the Fleet Girls struggle with the Abyssal subs continues as they scream from the sting of impacting torpedoes and brutal ramming attacks. What's worse is the frenetic pace of the battle is little by little driving them further apart from each other. None of them notice this.

For Fubuki, the battle isn't going as she hoped and she's taken a few hits leaving her with one engine and no rudder control. Now it seems she's become the main target as one torpedo after another burst from the water coming straight at her. She bobs and weaves trying to make it back to the group and avoid her attackers. As it seems safety is in sight an Abyssal sub bursts from the water carrying a torpedo in a down the throat attack. Fubuki stares in shock at the brazen move and in that half second the torpedo connects sending up a brilliant fireball as Fubuki is knocked back by the explosion quickly followed by a second thundering blast as her rigging is blown off. 

It all goes black.

When she awoke, the destroyer found herself lying in a tub of eerily glowing fluid and from what else she could gather she was in some sort of building. Her first thought was:"Am I back at the anchorage?" That thought was dispelled when she noticed that she was indoors but it was too dark to be the base's infirmary or the baths. It could simply be dark outside and that would cover it. But something else brings down that explanation:

"It's Cold!!" Fubuki shivers, her skin already forming goosebumps as her body senses the low temperature. She sinks further into the tub to insulate herself against the cold. While she tries to warm up she realizes something else: she's alone. She can't hear any voices or anyone moving around. It's utterly silent. It fills her with anxiety.

"Where is everyone? she mutters. Then thinks to call out to them. "Yahagi, Yudachi, Murasame, Guys?!?! Are you there??!? 

Nothing. Her voice bounces down empty hallways fading as it travels. She calls out again. "Everyone are you there? Where are you?!?" Silence is her only reply.

She fears whoever left her here is gone and can't hear her cries. She brings her knees up and buries her face in between them beginning to cry silently.

"So, you are awake." Fubuki's head shoots up as she turns to the direction of the voice. It is one she doesn't remember hearing before and it has an eerie double tone as if two people are talking at once. Her brain starts sending up alarms as she slowly realizes who can speak that way. Sure enough, melting from a shadowed corner comes a being she never wants to see without having her equipment at her side. Walking towards her is the dark form of a Ru-Class Battleship. The Ru-Class does not have her guns except for the small 5in. guns on her back and the armor attached to them. Even without her main guns, Ru-Class exudes a terrifying presence enhanced by her pitch black hair and clothing and this Ru-Class is of the highest power among the common abyssal ships: Golden eyes with a brilliant blue-white flame trailing from her left eye. Fubuki retreats further into the bath trying to get away from the powerful battleship.

The Ru-Class sees this and smiles amusedly. "No need to be afraid little one, after all, it isn't me you should fear." At this Fubuki stands up to retort. "Who says I'm afraid of you?!?! She announces bravely. The moment is spoiled as she slips and falls back into the tub banging her head loudly on the edge. As Fubuki cradles her aching head and tries to stop the ringing in her ears another voice announces itself.

"Ah, I see our guest has awoken. Is she ready to see the others?" The newcomer asks the Ru. Her voice is composed and full of patience but she can hear the strength that lies beyond it.

"She will be ready in a moment." Replies the Ru-Class.

Fubuki, still clutching her head, peeks from behind her tears and feels her heart stop. Standing next to the Ru is a tall and dark vampiric looking woman. Wearing a long black low cut dress just hiding her significant bust and curvy figure. Wearing black heel shoes with spiked bangles around her ankles and wrists and a single long black horn standing up from the left side of her forehead. Her bright crimson eyes rove over the destroyer in front of her bringing a smile to her face, letting Fubuki see the shark-like teeth in her mouth and gulp silently.

"Dear, are you still with us?" the new unknown Abyssal asks Fubuki who can only nod absentmindedly having forgotten about her headache. "Wonderful. Now if you're ready, come along with us. We have some who are very interested in seeing you." 

Fubuki hesitates. "Who wants to see me and why should I go with you?" Her voice seasoned with distrust.

The Ru-Class replies: Two of our Himes found you in the water half sunk after our subs fought against your forces earlier. You would have died had they not found you and brought you here. They are anxious to see if you survived." She states plainly.

Fubuki is taken aback at this.

Anxious to see if she survived? Why would they care about that? Or rather who.

She wants to get to the bottom of this and turning to them says: "Okay take me to them I want to see who brought me here." She says firmly. Her escorts nod and they begin walking  

Traveling through the halls they pass by rooms and open areas where she can see other Abyss lounging around and more walk by them in the hall giving the Fleet destroyer the suspicious eye. After a few more minutes of walking in silence and making twists and turns, they arrive at a grand hall whose ceiling stretches so far up its impossible to see the top and is seemingly made entirely of glass. Fish of all kinds swim past the barrier along with much bigger creatures, whales, giant squid and even alien looking deep sea dwellers glide past heedless of who or even what is watching them. Looking ahead again and between her escorts, she sees a staircase leading up to a giant crescent-shaped table at the top. Seated around it are all manner of Abyssal Himes and Onis. All talking amongst themselves about something albeit they're too far away for Fubuki to make out anything they are saying. 

After a pregnant wait one seated at the table notices them and stands up drawing her comrades' attention. The others at the table also take notice of the three standing below them. One stands up and addresses them.

"Ah, Ru, Battleship Oni thank you for fetching our guest." The black tressed horned woman standing on Fubuki's right nods. "it was no problem, besides I wanted to see for myself what a Fleet destroyer was like." She turns to Fubuki. "And I must say that I'm impressed something so small could cause us so much trouble." She pinches the destroyer's cheeks and Fubuki slaps her hand away. Battleship Oni smiles then walks away to join her comrades at the table. The standing Abyssal turns to Ru-Class.

"Thank you, Ru for watching over her while she recovered, you are dismissed." The Ru-Class bows to them and turning on her heel, walks away, leaving Fubuki alone with the Himes and Onis. After Ru-Class disappears Fubuki is left feeling vulnerable with dozens of eyes staring at her almost as if they're judging her. One of the Onis locks eyes with Fubuki and beckons her to them. Putting on a brave face, Fubuki steps forward her nervousness obvious to her captors which makes some giggle despite the Fleet Girl's efforts to look unintimidated.  After a short climb up the steps, she stands in front of the Abyssal's most powerful members and concentrates on their faces while trying to ignore her jackhammer heart and shaky legs.

"So this is a Fleet Girl destroyer." one Abyssal derogatorily snarls. "Hmph, cute." She runs a hand through her absurdly long white hair.

"Never knew a destroyer could do so much damage and be so cute at the same time." Other chimes in with her own statement.

"Wonder what her equipment's like." Yet another speaks. 

"Probably worse than ours. We've got the good stuff." Yet other states.

"Can she play with me later?" A short, energetic Abyssal chimes.

"Later, Hoppo." Her guardian chides. 

"Well, while we're all curious about this destroyer I think we should give her some credit. After all, we haven't had combat like this in a long time and I think as a sign of respect we should let her have her say." "Don't you think?"

The others either quietly or begrudgingly agree and they give the chance to talk over to Fubuki.

"Well, dear, go on, we're listening." The Battleship Oni gestures for Fubuki to speak up.

Now caught in the spotlight, the destroyer finds her tongue in knots and almost chokes on her first words.

Seeing Fubuki's distress, Battleship Oni eases her in by saying:

"So lets, start by telling us your name, dear."

This helps by giving the Fleet Girl something to focus on and as she starts to bring her thoughts and feelings under control. After breathing deeply and getting her heart and mind under control she speaks. Albeit shakily

"M-m-m-my n-n-name is F-F-Fubuki. Fubuki

After saying that she wants to continue but finds herself in the grip of something, or someone, else. 

"CUUUUUUUUTTTTEEEEE!!!" the newcomer squeals. Then come the groans and huffs of the Abyss seated in front of her. 

"Seaport!" One of the giant Abyssal's friends cries out. "You interrupted her!"

The Abyssal in question apologizes, bowing several times and asking to be forgiven. But after that is over she starts gently caressing Fubuki with her giant armored claws leaving the Fleet destroyer in a cold sweat. Her face is saying "Help." to the others but with Seaport too enamored to give in and Fubuki too afraid to move the Abyssals relent and let the giantess carry Fubuki away to recover from the shock so they can try this again tomorrow. Seaport lifts the destroyer effortlessly into her arms and runs off eager to meet the one she'd helped save. Fubuki makes a mental note that if and when she gets out of here she'll never let herself be caught again.

As they make their exit she hears some last words from the others in the room. 

"Welcome to the Abyss, Destroyer Fubuki."


Whew. That was a long one. But I'm glad I got it out. 

When I first saw the picture I tried to write something based on it three times but could never come up with anything. Until now.

When the words started they kept coming and I had to put them down or I'd lose them and have to think of something else.

So what do you think of this?  or    Tell me and I may come back and do some refining or rewrite it depending on your opinion.

Ciao for now,
Skiethos.  

 

    

   

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Skiethos [2018-01-17 06:26:19 +0000 UTC]

I imagine Seaport (a.k.a Harbor) Princess would be a gentle one. After all, she is a seaport and not one who would rush into combat like the others.  Perfectly content to simply take care of any ship in need of assistance, whether friend or foe. Agreed?

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LordDeKeer [2018-01-17 06:02:55 +0000 UTC]

boob hat

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Purrversion [2018-01-03 07:59:03 +0000 UTC]

...I would be that gal. c:

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Deorine [2018-01-02 21:08:47 +0000 UTC]

Very cool and great detail, and the face expressions are awesome. 

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Dinervity [2018-01-02 14:02:17 +0000 UTC]

Awesome

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Rebel-Red [2018-01-02 12:55:11 +0000 UTC]

Seaport is best Kancolle, especially when she's played as a huge shy gentle giant that loves cute things.

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CodexInvicta [2018-01-02 08:54:11 +0000 UTC]

Seaport reminds me of BGS 

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MurderosZdska [2018-01-02 05:41:17 +0000 UTC]

Fubuki's torso is only slightly larger than Seaport's bicep. 

That's, uh... impressive.

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N-C-Jaegr [2018-01-02 05:12:47 +0000 UTC]

Well, she will be pretty much torn apart if the height difference is like this, like, woah 0-0

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