(Any typos in meyers dialogue are intentional)
(You are a Hauptmann of the 14th Waffen SS division, don't worry they didn't commit any war crimes, they were Ukrainians, you are about 21)
For those of you unaware of the Azur lane story, basically there are ww2 ships that are girls, and these aliens called sirens attack earth, and you as a commander have to amass ships to stop them, I will be focusing on the human aspect of it.
3rd person POV
Y/n had never expected a truce with the Russians, hell, 2 days ago they were encircled in Brody, something that Y/n managed to pull his forces out of. This was quite a commanding achievement as they had been surrounded by a Russian shock army. For many commanders, it put Y/n on their radar
They were just getting ready to go at it again when suddenly an order was sent all down the line, both German and Russian, to immediately lay down arms and wait for further instructions.
And so that's what they did, for once on the Russian front; all was calm. Y/n could see German and Russian men mingling among the frozen grounds outside Minsk. Even some German men were flirting with the soviet women.
However Y/n didn't care, while he didn't consider himself a loner, the smiling faces of the Soviets who, just hours before,had been sniping his young men into the ground, sickend him
'I guess they see it that way as well' he thought to himself
Either way it made him sick
And so he sat...
He sat in his foxhole, his mask and helmet on, staring off into nothingness with a contemplative look
"Vhy so tense?" Y/n would recognize that sly German accent anywhere:Meyer Holst
Now Meyer and Y/n didn't go way back, they had only know each other for three years, Meyer was slightly older than Y/n and the soldiers, however he was vastly more intelligent and mature
That's not to say he was good, Meyer was the quartermaster and a swindler, he ran the entire black market across the Russian front, you wanted something: he had it, for a price that is, Meyer is often unfair with his prices, and often cheats young recruits out of their chocolate or food rations, their gas masks and other goods
However A swindling quartermaster was the least of the young Y/n's worries, so he paid Meyer no mind, Meyer however, took the opportunity to needle the tired Y/n any chance he got
Until that one day...
Two years ago a howitzer came down right beside Meyer, it scarred him badly, however being hit by a shell wasn't Meyers biggest shock that day, no, it was actually the bloody Y/n crawling across the snowy plain to drag him to safety.
From then on they would have an understanding: you look out for me, I'll look out for you. This relationship would mould into something... resembling friendship.
It's complicated
"Eyyy! Helmet boy!" Meyer calls standing on the parapet of Y/n's foxhole, once again shaking Y/n out of his trance
Y/n grunts, not having had the opportunity to sleep the past few days
"Take zat Shing off, you're killing me!" Meyer exclaims gesturing to Y/n's helmet
Y/n sighs and concedes, taking his helmet off, revealing a ruggedly handsome, yet dirty and tired face.
"Do you need something Meyer?" Y/n says tiredly cooling his baggy eyes in Meyer's direction
"Vell as much as I'd love to say zat I have a fvresh bottle of coniac for you, my shipment hasn't come in yet, vhats got you so grumpy?" He asks sporting his usual cocky and calm smile
"All this mingling... we're just going to be shooting at each other again in a few days... what's the point?" Y/n says sounding depressed.
"Perhaps...perhaps not, the Stürmbannführür wants to see you"Meyer states, as if he was pulling out a trump card.
"What does the old man want with my washed up ass?"Y/n muses
"I haven't a clue, but someshing tells me a lot of things are going to change" he says with a smile
Y/n roles his eyes and gets up
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Meyer led Y/n to the command tent.
Stepping in multiple things stood out.
Right next to Y/n's commander stood three people, two men and one a woman two were in American regalia. And the other man he recognized right away: the admiral of the German navy,
The girl definitely stood out
the three visiting parties were taken aback at Y/n's appearance, there were bags under his eyes, his face was covered in gasoline, soot, dust and dirt and he slouched slightly
They, in turn, shocked Y/n.
'Americans? What do they want with me?'
The six people stood in tense silence before the American man raises his hand and gestures for Y/n to sit down
"Sit down son" he says
"Mey legs work, I've been marching in the Russian winter for the past three years, sufficed to say I have experience standing up" the American seemed surprised, but not Completely taken aback by this response. Nodding he continued
"Are you the man who strategized the breakout of Brody?"
"Admiral, he is-" Y/n's commander starts only to be cut off by the American admiral
"I want to hear him say it." The man says.
Y/n looks into the man's eyes harshly, trying to find a secret meaning, motive.
"I did" Y/n says quietly.
The white haired girl eyes him curiously. Y/n wasn't going to deny she was beautiful but 3 years on the Russian front had killed his sex drive.
Y/n's eyes flash to hers and she quickly averts her gaze
"Good" the man says
"I'm gonna lay it out as it is: I want to sign you up for a program to save the world" the man says seriously, but giving Y/n a reassuring grin.
Y/n however, wasn't assured, his brow furrowed and his poker face dropped, he was confused
"What?" He asks not quite getting the picture
"Son do you know why all fronts are at a truce?" The man asks his expression turning solemn
Y/n, although he didn't want to admit that he didn't, shook his head no.
The man takes photos out of a file in front of him
"As you know two days ago you were called at a truce, however what you don't know is that 7 days before that, a meteor landed just under Africa" he explains showing a photo Of a giant smouldering wreckage
"We attempted to investigate it but the ships we sent were destroyed, whatever it was, it was aggressive, and it was growing at an alarming rate, so the leaders of the main powers of the world have agreed to form an alliance" he explains further..
"And through a submarine trip we were able to take small blocks of condensed matter we now call wisdom cubes from the machines" he says showing Y/n a picture of the glowing cube
Y/n couldn't make sense of any of this. One day he was a cog in the machine, and now what?
"We discovered that when the wisdom cubes came in contact with our ships, it began transforming them into even more powerful fighting machines that take the form of human females-" Y/n couldn't take any more of this.
"ENOUGH!" he yells his hands crashing down on the table. He closes his eyes
"What does any of this have to do with me?!" Y/n says breathing heavily, his worldview thoroughly shattered.
"A day ago we decided to fight back with a project we like to call: Azur lane" he says carefully, not wanting to shake Y/n any more
Y/n watches him intently.
"It's a program where we take individuals with unnatural commanding ability, organize them, and put them in charge of these ship girls to fight the sirens" he explains
"And we need you"the German admiral says.
"Fine, at least ill have a boat ride to contemplate my reality" Y/n says sarcastically.
He didn't like this, but if this is what he had to do, then he'd see it through
"Goo-"
"HOWEVER, I have a condition" Y/n says
"Yes?" The American says
"He comes with me"Y/n says pointing at Meyer
The man chuckles
"Alright son... alright"
What do you think?