Ch 17 Chapter 17: Apex of Command
The horizon shimmered with heat and tension. Reports from reconnaissance drones indicated a massive combined Siren-Abyssal super unit advancing along the trade routes—Commander-class Abyssal cores integrated with Siren adaptive shields, hundreds of energy drones swarming in protective formations. This was the apex challenge: a threat that dwarfed any battle Elara Vale had faced.
HMS Unicorn hovered at the center of the Royal Navy fleet, her rigging gleaming with residual energy from Rigging Gamma enhancements, Fairy Wand Mk IV fully charged, and fleet-wide AI coordination humming silently in the background.
"Elara," Belfast said calmly, clipboard in hand, "this is the largest enemy concentration we've ever encountered. Your leadership will be critical. Allied fleets are ready to follow your commands."
I tightened my grip on the wand, feeling its hum pulse in sync with the energy of the fleet. "We face it together. Every ship, every pilot, every drone—trust your comrades, trust yourselves. We win together, or we don't win at all."
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Morning: Recon and Initial Engagement
The first scouts appeared—fast, serpentine Abyssal drones integrated with Siren energy pulses. Javelin and Laffey zipped forward to intercept, dodging returning fire.
"Super unit detected at bearing 045! Multiple drones surrounding a central energy core!" Javelin shouted.
"Understood. Unicorn Squadron, split formation," I commanded. "Guardian Mk II drones, shield transports. Striker Mk II, engage the vanguard. Scout Mk II, map energy nodes. Sea Fury Mk III, cover aerial approaches. Swordfish Mk II, torpedo runs on openings. Beam Arrays, Convergent Strike mode ready."
> System quietly suggested optimal energy allocation for shields and beam output—no alerts, only subtle guidance.
The first volleys fired:
4.5" DP main batteries tore through mid-range Abyssal drones.
CIWS microbeams intercepted incoming energy pulses.
Torpedo bombers streaked toward exposed hull sections, timing detonations with precise beam volleys.
Beam Arrays arced across the water, slicing through swarming drones with multi-target Convergent Strikes.
Perth's cruiser batteries opened fire simultaneously, while Helena's radar-guided 8-inch shells targeted weakened energy nodes on the super unit. The battlefield became a controlled chaos of artillery, energy beams, torpedoes, and fighter maneuvers.
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Midday: Tactical Repositioning
The super unit began adaptive maneuvers, shifting its energy shields to absorb previous strikes and releasing concentrated pulses toward the southern flank.
"Elara, they're changing formation faster than anticipated," Laffey reported, dodging an energy blast.
"Understood. Allied cruisers, reposition starboard flank. Unicorn Squadron, use Rigging Gamma bursts to create overlapping attack corridors. Beam Arrays, maintain Convergent Fire. Striker drones, adjust targeting based on Scout recon."
The fleet moved as one. Javelin and Laffey flanked the southern side, drawing fire and exposing weak points. Illustrious coordinated CAP fighters against incoming Siren drones, while Swordfish torpedo bombers exploited openings in the energy shield arcs.
> System quietly indicated a spike in energy core stress—Elara made adjustments herself, redistributing beam energy without relying on constant logs.
The first major strike landed: synchronized beam volleys and torpedo detonations fractured one Commander-class core's shields, leaving it vulnerable to concentrated fire from Perth, Helena, and allied carriers.
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Afternoon: Apex Assault
The super unit now fully exposed its central energy node, pulsing with chaotic energy. Its smaller drones converged in swarming formations, attempting to overwhelm both flanks simultaneously.
"Elara, they're attempting to split our attention completely!" Javelin shouted, adrenaline in her voice.
"We expected nothing less," I replied. "All units, focus on coordination. Divide forces but maintain constant communication. This is where trust and friendship carry us."
Arc Beam Launcher, the experimental weapon, fired for the first time, sending a high-energy column through multiple drones and striking the super unit's central core.
Beam Arrays maintained Convergent Strikes from multiple angles.
Guardian drones moved dynamically to shield allied ships from concentrated energy pulses.
Striker drones struck the most vulnerable points, keeping the central node under constant assault.
Sea Fury Mk III fighters dogfought Siren interceptors, keeping the sky clear for torpedo runs.
Swordfish Mk II bombers executed precise torpedo drops in perfect timing with coordinated artillery strikes.
I soared above the battlefield, Rigging Gamma bursts allowing me to reposition continuously, distributing shield and beam energy for maximum effect.
Perth's captain shouted over the comms: "Elara Vale… the coordination, the timing—it's flawless. The fleet moves as one under your command!"
Javelin laughed, "We can handle anything with you leading us, Elara!"
Laffey nodded quietly, "And… we know you trust us too."
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Evening: Victory and Recognition
The super unit erupted in a cascade of energy and light, collapsing as combined fleet fire shredded its final hull. Remaining Abyssal and Siren drones scattered, retreating beyond sensor range.
The fleets regrouped. HMS Unicorn hovered above, surrounded by her squadron and allied ships, the experimental Arc Beam Launcher still glowing faintly from overuse.
Belfast approached. "Milady… the Admiralty has formally recognized you as the definitive flagship of the Royal Navy and allied fleets. Your leadership, trust, and coordination have unified forces that have never fought together before."
I looked at my friends—Javelin, Laffey, Illustrious, Enterprise—and the Pacific captains who had fought beside us. "Today we proved that strength isn't just about upgrades or weapons. It's about trust, friendship, and unity. Together, we can face any storm."
Javelin beamed, exhausted but proud. "Always, Elara!"
Laffey added, quieter but firm, "And together, we will survive whatever comes next."
The subtle hum of the System beneath the rigging reminded me that technology was a tool. Leadership, courage, and friendship were the true anchors of the fleet. HMS Unicorn was not just a shipgirl anymore; she was a symbol, a flagship, and a unifying force.
And though threats would rise again, one truth remained: we face them together, stronger than ever.
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