Joint Base Hickam-Pearl Harbor, Oahu, Hawaii.

Cleveland can be seen leaning against one of the ammunition boxes with a tired face. She hadn't slept for most of the night as she had been helping to mitigate the damage caused by continuous enemy attacks.

She was able to sleep after her other colleagues forced her to sleep, Cleveland was very grateful to have friends who cared like them. Cleveland then looked at the Aircraft Carrier that had just entered the harbor, that was their star, Enterprise.

"Cleve, are you okay?" A girl with long blue hair looked worried.

"Helen... I'm fine, just tired from all this." Cleveland said with a chuckle.

"You need to rest Cleve, here's a sandwich for you." Helena, a shipgirl from the Brooklyn-class light cruiser, handed Cleveland a sandwich.

"Thanks Helen, is this from Nevada?" Cleveland saw Helena nod her head which immediately made Cleveland take a bite of the sandwich.

"Oh yes, this is the best." Cleveland sighed as she swallowed the first bite.

Cleveland then saw Admiral Kimmel, Nevada and Wales walking towards one of the 'Cruiser' that appeared during the first Japanese attack.

"Hey Helen, do you know who that is?" Cleveland asked curiously.

"Hmmm... Ah yes, if I remember correctly, it was a new Destroyer that claimed to be from our country." Helena replied.

"That thing is a destroyer?!" Cleveland's eyes opened wide.

Helena chuckled. "That's how I reacted when I heard that from my sister."

"It's more like a Heavy Cruiser or in German, what's it called, Panzerschiffe?" Cleveland seemed to struggle with the German.

"Yes, but the weaponry it carries is really much more powerful than anyone expected, Cleve, you remember when we were fighting with one of the enemy destroyers, suddenly there was a sound like a train from the sky and the ship was instantly split in two, right?"

"Ah yes, that was really crazy." Cleveland said.

"Well, it came from the Destroyer... Zumwalt was her name." Helena said.

"It's great that our country can build such a great ship, I'll thank her later." Cleveland stood up after she finished the sandwich Helena gave her.

"Where are you going Cleve?" Helena tilted her head.

"Looking for someone." Cleveland's face was flushed.

Helana smiled gently and patted Cleveland on the shoulder. "Keep chasing that person, Cleve, don't let go."

"Oh shut up!" An embarrassed Cleveland ran away, leaving a giggling Helena behind.

On the deck of the USS Zumwalt.

Wales looked around while whistling. "This all looks very foreign to me."

"Not just you, Wales." Nevada said looking at the dome on the bow of the Zumwalt.

"Hmmm the design of the Tumblehome, reminds me of the ships of old." Kimmel said nostalgically.

"Admiral! It's a pleasure to have you back aboard my hull, what's the need if I may know?" Zumwalt appeared from one of the doors while carrying Laffey, behind her was Javelin with an embarrassed face.

"Oh look, Miss Zumwalt, I've reported all this to Naval Headquarters and they want to sign a contract with you." Kimmel said as he took out a piece of paper from the bag he was carrying.

Zumwalt then received the letter and read it carefully. Broadly speaking, it was a normal contract that the usual young sailor would get when enlisting into the Navy, nothing suspicious at all.

"Hmm I agree to almost everything in this contract, but can the Navy guarantee that the shipgirls who sign this contract are treated properly?" Zumwalt asked with quite sharp eyes.

"Of course Ms. Zumwalt, shipgirls are considered heroes in the United States, many lives have been saved by shipgirls, we would be the most foolish people in the world if we did not fulfill such a simple thing." Kimmel replied firmly.

"Then I accept, after all I also want to find my way home, having a home here also sounds good." Zumwalt signed the contract.

"Excellent, now, Ms. Zumwalt... Can you tell us more about yourself and what our country is like in the other world?" Kimmel asked.

"Well, it all started in Dhahran."

Somewhere in the Northern Pacific Ocean.

USS George H.W. Bush, the last of the Nimitz-class aircraft carriers, also one of the first ships sunk by the Directorate when the War began, is seen sailing at cruising speed. Shipgirls from the ship are seen crossing her arms and standing near the ship's island.

"It feels quite strange sailing without a crew, but this all feels very normal, just like I'm used to." George seemed to be talking to herself before she finally looked towards the West, she heard an SOS signal from there.

"Someone calling for help? I don't know what's going on, but I'm not going to ignore someone in trouble!" George then turned her ship towards the West.

Two F-35s appeared on the catapult and prepared to take off, after a check that took only a few seconds, the advanced fighter jets took off immediately. Not wanting to waste any time, two more F-35s appeared on the catapult and were again flown into the sky by George. After a few minutes, George managed to fly 20 F-35s with predominantly anti-ship weaponry.

Not to forget, George alsp flew three SH-60Bs to make sure there were no enemy submarines hanging around, she didn't want a repeat of the time she sunked by the Directorate...

A few minutes passed and something beeped in her jacket, when she picked it up it turned out to be a VIZ Glasses. When George put them on, she immediately saw everything her plane saw with a new perspective. It's like she's in a game world.

She looked down and there was a 110 meter long ship in a bad state of damage, there were several black ships from the previous skirmish surrounding the ship. George couldn't see any of the crew, but she can worry about that later.

Her two F-35s started the attack run by launching four LRASM anti-ship missiles, followed by another F-35. The stealth feature of the F-35s made them almost undetectable by the enemy ship's radar, but it was only when the belly of the F-35s opened up that they were detected.

But it was too late as dozens of LRASMs were now heading towards the black ships surrounding the badly damaged ship. Each ship got at least 5 LRASMs, they slowly began to sink, but even so, their point defense weapons fired and tried to bring down George's F-35s.

Several minutes passed with the F-35s dodging every shot of the black ships' point defense weapons, before they all finally went completely offline. George let out a long sigh before she finally took off her VIZ goggles, she then ordered her F-35s to circle over the Ship she saved, making sure no enemy attacked again.

George's journey at full speed to the ship that sent the SOS took approximately half an hour and by the time she arrived at the location, all the ships she attacked had sunk.

As George looked at the ships she had rescued, she realized just how far apart in size they were. George shook her head before deciding to board the ship. George went to the elevator section of the ship and slowly lowered one RHIB, after the process was completed, George kicked the engine in her small boat to dock beside the ship.

George cocked the M4A1 she had summoned from the ship's Armory, after inspecting the weapon that looked like something a JSOC member would use on a mission or training exercise, George refocused toward the Ship.

Once alongside the ship, George then fired a hook from the launcher and slowly climbed aboard. The rope tied to the hook was connected to the RHIB, so she just tied the rope to the ship's rail, making sure the boat didn't go anywhere.

George then slowly inspected the deck of the ship carefully... Very strange, there was not a single crew member on deck, not even bloodstains from the battle. George then entered the bridge of the ship and saw two girls sitting there in pain.

The one who seemed to be aware of George's presence was the girl dressed in red Chinese clothes having brown hair with a typical Chinese woman's hairstyle.

"A-Are you from Azur Lane?" asked the Chinese girl with a frightened face.

George was silent for a moment while frowning, Azur Lane, what is it? Some kind of organization? Asked George in confusion.

"I don't know what Azur Lane is, but I know you are from China because youdressed like that, what is your purpose." George pointed her M4A1 at the girl.

The girl looked like she was going to cry, but she remained firm and said. "Wait a minute, we're allies, right?! America and the Republic of China?! I'm Ping Hai from the RoC Navy, this is Ning Hai my sister, please don't hurt us!"

George scowled, she slowly put back on the VIZ goggles she took from her jacket pocket, the search engine on the goggles instantly searched for the names Ping Hai and Ning Hai. The result was, they were indeed light cruisers of the RoC Navy.

"Why are you sailing so far from your home waters and also, if you are indeed a RoC ship, why are you in the Pacific and not fighting the Japanese?" Asked George in an interrogating tone.

"We were assigned by the Navy leadership to join Azur Lane, they said it was better for us to be with Azur Lane fighting the Sirens than to deal with the War against Japan.." Ping Hai answered as best she could.

"Sirens? You are fighting mermaids?" Asked George with more confusion.

"Huh? You don't know Siren? Those are ships that have just sunk due to an attack from nowhere." Ping Hai said.

George thought for a moment. "So, the Siren that I sunk before was... Aliens?"

"Ah, you sunk them? Thank you so much for saving us! But... Can you help my sister?" Ping Hai made a pitiable face.

George saw that the other girl who was injured even more than Ping Hai, George's feelings were quite mixed about this, on one hand the country origin of these two in the future was the cause of her dead/sunk, but at the same time, the Directorate had not yet been born and was still in the form of RoC. After thinking for a few seconds, George finally lowered her assault rifle.

"I hope you girls don't make me regret this." George said firmly.

"I- We promise!" Ping Hai said shakily.

George sighed. "Get your sister on my ship, I'll tow the ship."

"Thanks again!" Ping Hai continued to thank George before finally carrying her sister.

George led Ping Hai to her RHIB and they sailed back to George's ship. Ping Hai's reaction to seeing George's ship was very amusing to George.

Ping Hai widened her eyes with her mouth slightly open. "M-Miss, this is your ship?"

"That's right." George replied briefly.

"That's amazing! I didn't know America managed to build such a big ship!" Ping Hai was excited to see George's ship...

"Oh yes, Miss... Ummm, I didn't get your name." Ping Hai said shyly.

"Hmm? My name is George, USS George H.W. Bush." George introduced herself.

"Nice to meet you, Miss George."

They finally arrived at George's ship, getting the injured Ning Hai on board George's ship proved to be quite tricky, but after much care, Ning Hai was successfully put on board, as well as Ping Hai.

George herself immediately went to the back of the ship to start the procedure of towing the ship, to be honest George had never done this before, but she had seen several times before how to tow a ship and also make strong ties so that the connection would not be easily break. Unless there's a storm... George cringe herself, hope she just not Jinx them.

The process took a while, but George was successful. Before the process began, George sent a message to one of the bipedal robots on the ship to go to Ping Hai and Ning Hai.

Ping Hai who was sitting on George's deck was seen holding Ning Hai's hand tightly, they were safe but Ning Hai was still injured which made Ping Hai very worried. Not only that, Ping Hai took her time to look around and she was amazed by the fighters lined up on the deck of the Carrier, they all looked very new and advanced.

Suddenly she heard footsteps from behind, the sound was very strange unlike Miss George. When Ping Hai turned her gaze back, Ping Hai saw a kind of... A bipedal robot carrying a large backpack.

The robot walked up to Ping Hai and Ning Hai quite menacingly which made Ping Hai squeal in fear. A few moments passed and Ping Hai did not feel any attacks, when Ping Hai opened her eyes, she saw that the robot seemed to be checking Ning Hai's condition.

"Y-You didn't hurt us?" Ping Hai asked hesitantly.

"Answer: MEDIC units are forbidden to harm humans. We were created to help people." A monotonous voice that sounded quite feminine echoed from the robot's body. The robot did not have a mouth, but its voice came out from the speakers built inside.

"Magnificent." Ping Hai was once again amazed, it seemed that America was more advanced than the RoC Navy officials thought, she had to make sure that the diplomacy mission she and her sister Ning Hai did was successful in lobbying America to help China more in dealing with Japan and also possibly communist influence.

Ping Hai watched as the MEDIC robot began to treat Ning Hai's wounds using some sort of spray can, the sprayed liquid hardened and sealed her sister's wounds, but before the robot did so, it made sure to clean any dirt or foreign objects near Ning Hai's wounds. After the liquid hardened, a light came out from the robot's eye-like part, before the robot finally bandaged some parts of Ning Hai's body.

"Confusion: This human has much faster regeneration properties. Searching for answers... Result: Negative." The MEDIC robot seemed confused about the biology of a shipgirl.

"Ah, it's okay, we shipgirls do have very fast regeneration, unless we are seriously injured like losing a limb." Ping Hai quickly replied.

"Understood. Storing data in the database... Stored. Thank you Miss."

After inserting the IV into Ning Hai, the MEDIC robot returned to its original place inside the ship, leaving Ping Hai and Ning Hai on the deck.

"That's... Something." Ping Hai said, at a loss for words.

"Did it treat your sister?" George then appeared with two other robots, this time in the shape of a Spider.

"Ah, Miss George! Yes, she has stabilized my sister's condition, thank you for saving her once again." Ping Hai again lowered her head.

"Stop thanking, really, that word will be meaningless if you keep throwing it around." George said sharply.

"I-Yes, I understand... Sorry." Ping Hai said quietly.

George sighed, she made the girl in front of her upset at her. "Hey, I'm not mad at you, it's just that I'm... Having a little problems you could say, never mind, let them carry your sister, it would be better if you girls relax in the Hangar rather than here."

The two Spider robots then carried Ning Hai carefully, this sight enough to make Ping Hai again marvel at the technology she saw. Ping Hai then quickly followed George to the large elevator beside the ship. Once there, the elevator slowly descended and the appearance of George's hangar was enough to amaze Ping Hai once again.

"Amazing! This place can be used for festival!" Ping Hai saw that there were also several F-35s, Seahawk Helicopters and E-2 Hawkeye.

Ping Hai seemed to walk to one of the F-35s and held the body of the aircraft, Ping Hai looked confused and then asked. "Mhmm... Where is the propeller?"

"Oh? Well, I don't use that kind of airplane, only for Hawkeye and Helicopter. That's called a Jet Fighter." George answered Ping Hai's question lightly. She had nothing to be afraid of saying because in a few years, Jets would be the norm in the world but George made sure she did not divulge too many sensitive things.

"Tell me, Ping Hai, what year is it?" George asked.

"Hmm? Of course 1941, what's with that question Miss George?" asked Ping Hai in astonishment.

George let out a long sigh, her guess was right, she seemed to be at the time of the Second World War, the opening when her country, America, entered the war.

"And... This Azur Lane you're referring to, where are they based?" George once again asked.

"In Oahu, Hawaii, of course! Why don't you know that? You're from America!" Ping Hai said with her confusion growing with each passing moment of this conversation.

"...Well, Ping Hai, I think I am in a some kind Alternative Past now."

???

"This is... It's not what I imagined to happen, tell me, is this a new variable that we should anticipate like the Arbiter said?"

"Maybe yes, maybe no, the appearance of these two modern ships is quite thought-provoking, the way they appeared is also very unusual, except for the Supercarrier which was already sunk but she did not touch the Wisdom Cube."

"Should we investigate this further and thoroughly?"

"Of course we should, this new variable can make our experiment results far off, how many experiments like this have happened?"

"Can't be counted at all."

"Exactly, we must take this threat seriously and thoroughly, but still be prepared for the unexpected, we can be thankful that these two are not carrying nuclear warheads."

"Agreed."

"Should we deploy her?"

"No, she'll only do more damage, like I said, for now let's pay attention, when the time is right, we'll come. We always come."

"In the end this cycle will keep repeating itself, huh."

"That's how it works. That's how it always works. That's how we works."

"We always turn the cycle until we get the results we want. The results that our creators want. The results that all of humanity has entrusted to us. May the sun never set on Human civilization, long live Humanity!"

TBC

She's alive and well, brother and sister! Keep inhaling that copium! Don't let her go again!