Azur Lane: Shattered Skies (Azur Lane x Male Reader)

Rules of Nature

"<< командир, are you there? >>" Belorussiya radioed.

"Yeah, I hear you loud and clear." (Y/n) answered. "What did you find?"

"<< Unfortunately, what comrade Cassandra found were just a couple of Siren submarines. It wasn't the Suliko. >>" Belorussiya informed. "<< Tashkent took them down with no probelms, but we still found no signs of submarine we were searching for. >>"

"...I see." (Y/n) said, dejected at the news.

"<< Don't worry, командир. We will find them, no matter what. >>" Belorussiya assured.

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Kronshtadt slowly opened her eyes and hears the sound of the sea making contact with the shore. She tries to stand up when a sudden sharp pain in her head forced her back to the ground. "Why do I have the mother of all hangovers when I haven't even got a single drop of drink..."

After the pain ceased, she sluggishly sat up and looked around. The temperature is warm, and there are seagulls flying overhead. There's no doubt about it - she was in a tropical island. How she got transported here is a complete mystery to her.

Kronshtadt felt an itchy sensation in her foot. She took off both of her boots and shaked them, only for a considerable amount of sand to come out.

The large cruiser sighed. "This is why I don't like sand. It's coarse, and rough, and irritating. And it gets everywhere..."

Kronshtadt puts back her boots after clearing all the sand. While she was doing so, she realized something. Warm temperature, tropical island, seagulls... she's sure about this - it was the same island they were in before. No doubt about it

'This isn't some mere coincidence - I can still remember it as clear as day.' Kronshtadt thought.

A panicked scream suddenly came from behind, startling her. Turning around, she saw Arkhangelsk frantically looking at her surroundings.

'This also what happened last time...' Kronshtadt recalled. "Hey, you. You're finally awake."

"K-Kronshtadt?!" Arkhangelsk stuttered. "How did this happen?!"

There it was. The same line she said before. She thought if she was either surprised like last time, or she's relieving the same dream that only she can see. Not wanting to say anything that can arise suspicions, Kronshtadt decided to play along for now.

"That's my line, dear." Kronshtadt replied. "I'm the one who's on the syncronization chair."

"Yeah, it makes no sense... The machine started whirring, and the next thing I knew, I'm here." Arkhangelsk pondered.

"We're not the only ones. Look." Kronshtadt pointed in the distance.

Arkhangelsk looked to where Kronshtadt was pointing at and saw the rest of the crew unconscious. Arkhangelsk and Kronshtadt looked at each other before the nodded. They then rushed towards their comrades and tended to them.

Arkhangelsk went to Volga and lightly tapped the redhead's cheek. "Wake up, Volga."

'If my memory serves me right, this is where Arkhangelsk will slap Volga.' Kronshtadt thought.

"Mmm..." Volga groaned, but she didn't wake up.

*slap*

"It's me, Arkhangelsk." Arkhangelsk said after casually slapping the carrier.

Volga finally stirred awake. "Mmrgh... W-Where are we...? My cheek hurts..."

"Based on the temperature and ocean currents, I can safely say that we're somewhere in the South Atlantic ocean, somewhere near Bermuda." Kronshtadt replied.