Had the warrior not believed in the mysterious ways of the universe, he would not have believed the bright white light that appeared in front of him. ...e raised his head and looked up. It was a portal, a rip in the very fabric of reality that opened before his very eyes. Even in his defeated state, the warrior could not help but smile, marvelling at his luck. It seemed that he was still favored, for he had asked to no longer be a part of this world, and the world had listened.Forcing himself up. Looking ahead, he could see a bright, white light, which somehow didn't hurt his eyes. As he approached, he could see human figures in the light, beckoning to him."We're losing her!" said the nurse standing next to the surgeon.The surgeon continued working at breakneck speed. This girl had been very unlucky. He had seen people riddled with bullets survive with ease. She had only been shot once, but it might have done enough to finish her. "Just hold on, girl." he told his patient.Paul came to a. Mrs. Teeters was laughing when I came into the kitchen and asked me if I had any luck in getting Scott out of bed. About that time, we heard the toilet flush upstairs, and we both nodded our head that he was up and moving. When he entered the kitchen, his hair looked a mess, and he was only wearing pajama bottoms. “What the hell is so important you need to wake me in the middle of the night?”Mrs. Teeters barked, “Scott Teeters, you watch your language. You will not swear in my kitchen.”“Oh, you. " Its strange you should raise that matter, Aggy," the Queen informed him, "the Navy Board made that decision yesterday morning. They have even gone, reluctantly, so far as to cease ship construction except for the carriers. Explain about the BCs." Pre diaspora, a wet Navy was building up before a war, things had been left too late. Some one did a paper review of the proposed fleet and found the CVs had been forgotten. Their solution was to transform several BC hulls then under construction.