[Point Nemo - The Pacific Ocean]
The storm was raging. Waves, fifty feet high, crashed against the hull of the USS Prometheus, a Rogue Aircraft Carrier controlled by The Council. Surrounding it were twenty nuclear submarines and fifty destroyers.
The General (Seat 2) stood on the bridge of the Prometheus. He was watching the radar.
"Contact!" the radar operator screamed. "Target incoming! Speed... Mach 2?"
"Impossible," The General scoffed. "Ships don't move at Mach 2. It must be a glitch."
"Sir! Visual contact!"
The General raised his binoculars. He saw it. Breaking through the storm clouds, the Leviathan Hunter descended. It wasn't floating in the water. It was hovering twenty feet above the waves, ignoring the rough seas entirely. Its anti-gravity engines hummed with a sound that vibrated the teeth of every sailor on the Prometheus.
"God in heaven," The General whispered. "It flies."
[The Bridge of the Leviathan]
Alex sat in his command chair, sipping an espresso. "They have a lot of toys," Alex noted, looking at the holographic tactical map. "Seventy hostile vessels."
"Threat Assessment: Negligible," Dawn reported. "Their technology is obsolete. It is like knights charging a tank."
"Hail them," Alex ordered.
[The Connection]
On the bridge of the Prometheus, every screen turned black. Then, Alex's face appeared.
"General," Alex greeted him calmly. "You sent a tsunami to my house. I'm returning the favor."
"You are arrogant, boy!" The General barked, trying to hide his fear. "You are one ship against seventy! I have nuclear capability! Surrender now, or I will turn that floating toy into scrap!"
Alex laughed. It was a dry, cold sound. "General, you are playing Battleship. I am playing God."
Alex cut the connection.
[The Engagement]
"Fire everything!" The General screamed. "Launch the Tomahawks! Launch the Harpoons! Sink him!"
FWOOSH. FWOOSH. FWOOSH.
The sky filled with smoke. Five hundred missiles streaked toward the Leviathan Hunter. It was enough firepower to level a country.
Alex didn't blink. "Void Shields. Maximum."
HUMMMM.
A purple energy bubble materialized around the Leviathan. The missiles hit the shield. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. The explosions were massive, blinding the cameras. But when the smoke cleared... the Leviathan was untouched. The shield hadn't even flickered.
"Kinetic energy absorbed," Dawn reported. "Battery charge increased by 5%."
"They are feeding us," Alex smirked. "Railguns. Target the lead destroyers. Fire."
[The Slaughter]
The Railgun Destroyers flanking the Leviathan rotated their turrets. There was no gunpowder. Just the hum of electromagnetic coils charging up.
CRACK.
The sound was like a whip snapping, but louder than thunder. Tungsten slugs were accelerated to Mach 7.
The USS Prometheus didn't even see it coming. The lead destroyer in The General's fleet simply vanished. The slug hit it with so much kinetic force that the steel ship disintegrated instantly. There was no explosion. Just a cloud of metal dust and water.
CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.
Three more ships evaporated. Then the submarines. The Abyssal Subs (Alex's shark-bots) dove. They were faster than torpedoes. They rammed the enemy subs, cutting through their hulls like can openers.
[The Aftermath]
In three minutes, The General's fleet was gone. Only the USS Prometheus remained floating, burning and dead in the water.
The General fell into his chair. He was trembling. "He didn't just beat us," he whispered. "He deleted us."
[The Boarding]
The Leviathan Hunter hovered over the burning aircraft carrier. "Don't sink the flagship," Alex ordered. "The General is on board. I want a word with him."
"Prepare the Drop Pods."
THUD. THUD. THUD.
Black pods shot out from the bottom of the Leviathan, crashing onto the flight deck of the Prometheus. The doors hissed open. Praetorian Guards stepped out, their red eyes glowing in the smoke.
"Secure the bridge," the Lead Praetorian commanded. "Capture The General. Execute everyone else."
Alex watched the video feed as his metal soldiers began to breach the enemy ship. "You wanted a war, General," Alex whispered. "Welcome to the future."