April the 5th, 1945.

      Here aboard the large battleship Yamato was Kenta, a small man even by his fellow countrymen's standards. His name literally meant Big, yet he was a mere four feet tall, a great irony for him. He was attending yet another readiness drill. The drills had been practiced to death and yet the crew still feared the worst. He was proud and ready to give his life for his country, but his unsettled mind kept saying this was absolute folly. Vice-Admiral Ito had briefed the majority of the crew on the particulars of operation Ten-Go, though the details of the operation were not well covered. The basic idea was this would be their final mission. Anyone who wanted to leave could, but none chose to do so. Eighty of the sick and Injured were forced ashore, but otherwise an entire fighting force of over five thousand men remained to man the ships of the fleet.

      April the 6th, Operation Ten-Go was to be initiated after resupplying in  Tokuyama port.

      Late tomorrow the Ten-Go fleet was to leave for Okinawa to attack the American forces now bearing down on the small island of Okinawa. Ammunition was granted to all ten ships of the fleet. They would be fully stocked over the course of the next day. Their orders were to fight their way through the oncoming American fleet and beach themselves off the shore of Okinawa,. Once there, they would serve as shore batteries in the defense of Okinawa's. If the fleet was destroyed, they were expected to swim to shore and continue the fight with the invading Americans till the last man.

      April the 7th, dusk.

      With drill operations coming to an end, and the last of the supplies now coming aboard, Kenta was looking forward to a good meal before going to bed. All the ships were now secretly being fueled against imperial orders.  After eating dinner in the mess with a few of his friends, Kenta hit the sack. Many of the sailors aboard ships in the fleet were doing the same as Kenta, as American counter attacks were expected by 10AM. Some knew this might be their last sleep, before their final sleep.

      April the 8th, shortly after midnight.

      The Yamato and the nine escort ships departed Tokuyama for Okinawa a little after midnight with all 2,700 souls aboard the Yamato at peace. Ten of Japans most powerful warships, fully armed, and ready for the ultimate sacrifice, now depart.

      Ito knew this plan was folly, but was forced to relent to his superiors. Since March 29th he had refused orders knowing this plan was suicide, but with the emperors words, he gave up his refusal and carried on as a good soldier would. The Yamato, Yahagi, and eight destroyers had taken on extra fuel against orders that night right before they had left, but this was merely a gesture to his Division. He knew that they would never be allowed to retreat back to Japan. How did it come to this though? "An order to beach Japan's greatest ship and blockade the entire American fleet, what folly!" thought the Vice-Admiral, who stared out into the cold black sea.

      April the 8th, naval time 1:07AM.

      Kenta and the rest of his shipmates were awoken roughly from their beds. The entire ship lurched and crunched, as Kenta was roughly thrown around in his bed. A moment later as Kenta unstrapped his basic sleep harness the General alarm was raised. Officers came screaming through the sleep quarter yelling at people to wake up. The General Alarm was loud and those how had managed to somehow stay asleep were dragged out of bed by their officers. Kenta jumped from his bed and was sent flying across the small room into the bulkhead. As if Newton's gravity had momentarily been shut off, Kenta had soared through the air in that instant.

      The other shipmates were also confused in this situation, but with a slight bruise to his shoulder Kenta still put on his uniform. An American attack this earlier was absurd, they had just barely left the harbor at Tokuyama. A surprise American attack was simply ridiculous this early. It was still the middle of the night! Amongst the confusion Kenta managed to get dressed  before racing to the top deck. Everyone else was also in a hurry and people were going extra slow to avoid injuring themselves. It seemed whatever had occurred, the entire ship was now somehow in free-fall or that's how it felt to Kenta. Each step felt like walking on air. There was one hundred and sixty two 5mm anti-aircraft guns aboard the Yamato, and Kenta was in charge of one, he needed to get topside fast.

      With all the confusion in the ship it seemed all the crew was beginning to have a unwavering hope, as if Gods were on their side making them lighter. Still this fact remained elusive as some smacked into bulkheads when they attempted to run to fast.

      A few minutes earlier before Kenta had awoken, Vice Admiral Ito was on the bridge of the Yamato. The faces present were grim. The atmosphere was quite stale and despite small course corrections the bridge was mostly quiet. In the last hour since they had left Tokuyama, the sea's had become very calm, and even the stars had gone black in the sky. It was very spooky, and even the crew had an eerie feeling. Vice Admiral Ito hoped this was not a bad omen. Within a few seconds all the controls even the compass went dark and a large ocean surge started to lift the bow.

      Amongst the confusion as every light went out Vice Admiral Ito started shouting commands, but before he could get a response he was blinded by the light.  A large sun had just appeared in the sky, a blinding light came forth from all around them. The entire ship lurched upwards even more than before causing the Vice Admiral to fall to the floor.

      April the 8th, naval time 1:20AM.

Kenta finally reached topside only to be blinded by a bright light. Everyone topside was dumbstruck. All around them was an unfamiliar sight. The sun had grown three times larger, there was no signs of land anywhere nearby. Large trees that even dwarfed the Yamato in size soared far into the heavens. They were narrow yet still hundreds of feet in diameter, they had branches but they did not look like any trees he had ever seen, they were even the color purple and grew out of the sea! Kenta knew it was the middle of the night, all of this made absolutely no sense one way or another.

      If not shocked into awe by all of this, crewmembers were now fixated on a shadow in the far distance beyond the fleet. A giant woman was hurriedly walking in the distance, he guessed she was nearly 50 feet tall, but only her top half was visible. Kenta could only join the shocked expressions of his crewmates, some whistled at her  as they watched her from a distance. Most of them just gawking at her sheer beauty and size. Some were so scared they went back and hid in the ship, they would be laughed at by the rest of their shipmates  later.

      She appeared to be in a hurry, and looked uncannily like a Japanese. With every horizon devoid of land, the only place it seemed left for the giant girl to go was up one of the many trees in the distance.  At first Kenta couldn't believe the giant girl would be able to climb such a large tree, then it dawned on him and his crewmates. She was much bigger than they initially thought, she most have been over 130 feet tall, given her size in comparison to the tree. As she left the water, a quite a few of the men gawked at her. She was very scantily dressed and appeared to be wearing almost nothing. The waves generated by her earlier hit the ship but it seemed to have become more buoyant and was riding the waves quite easily. The fleet was generally unharmed from what Kenta could see, maybe some would be sick from the heavy rocking of the ships, but nothing more than that.

      Vice Admiral Ito was shocked after his eyes had adjusted to the light. Everyone had remained silent for nearly a minute, perhaps he had gone crazy, he sure felt a lot lighter. The captain and crew was also undeniably seeing the same thing he was. He questioned whether the ship was in danger, he wasn't sure, but he could not chance it. The crazy sights around him were way to foreign, even the compass was going nuts as it couldn't decide where north was.

      After about ten minutes of Gawking and looking at the giant female in the distance, Vice Admiral Ito ordered  the fleet away from its current position. The compass finally steadied and a course north was laid in.

      April the 8th,naval time 1:30am

      As the ship was now moving away, Kenta and the others aboard couldn't help but notice the large fish swim beneath them. Some of the fish made whales look small. One of the sailors who had been a whaler couldn't help but be amazed and excited at them. "If we killed just one of them we could supply enough meat to feed the entire fleet for a week." Said the whaler crewmember, to the mass of gathered sailors. "Might be a stockpile of whale oil too, maybe even enough to keep our fleet going providing we can make gasoline." Said another sailor amongst them.

      The Yamato, a ship of 73,000 tons was seemingly cutting through the water twice as fast as normal. Vice Admiral Ito demanded a double check of arms aboard to confirm their weapon stores. The intention was to confirm what he felt in his own feet, the ship was moving faster. Perhaps the gravity had something to do with it. When the officer reported back with no news of loss arms that settled the matter. At the very least it seemed the water around here was consistently between 120 and 50 feet deep, which prevent running aground by accident. This strange place, wherever they were now, it was clearly different, even the gravity was halved. The ship was bouncing around so much at top speed, that the Vice Admiral had  to order the fleet to lower their speeds down to avoid serious incident.

      April the 8th, naval time 5:00AM, a few hours had now passed since the event that brought them here occurred.

      The sun has shown no signs of setting. The crews aboard the fleet ships are becoming unsettled. The Admiral has locked himself in the bridge despite lacking sleep. "They were plainly not on Earth, Earth didn't have giant woman and trees that grew taller than the skies, and it surely didn't allow anyone to disobey gravity." These were the thoughts that kept going over in Vice Admiral Ito's head as well as everyone else in the fleet. Everything was now half its normal weight to his or anyone else's observations, what this meant nobody knew. He would address the fleet eventually, but he honestly wasn't sure how to say this. Would it really need saying at this point, he wondered. The scenery was not changing despite how many miles they sailed.

To be continued.