"Shove off, dad, these things killed mom and I'll never forgive them for that!"

For reasons beyond Haida's understanding, the girl's statement hurt more than her coming to terms with sinking her sisters just now. She felt a well of anxiety well up inside her as she stared at the girl doing her best to kill her with her eyes.

The older man grabbed the girl in a bear hug to hold her back. He whispered a warning in her ear as he turned to Haida, "I'm sorry for her outburst," the girl, Grace, tried to protest before he put a hand over her mouth, "We're really thankful for you saving us, really! I don't know how much longer we would have survived if you hadn't come along. I don't even know what we can do to repay you," he thanked profusely, still keeping his daughter's outbursts in check.

Haida swallowed hard trying to force her growing anxiety down, "What were you doing out here? You should know that you can't go this far out to sea," Haida told him incredulously.

Grace war finally able to remove her father's hand from his mouth before shouting, "It's because we're starving you fucking machine! Thanks to you, we can't trade with other countries because you cut off the ocean supply lines. We can't even talk to other countries. What do you think would happen?"

Her father tried to shush her, "We're getting by, things are just a little tight right now," the father excused trying to get hold of his daughter again but she wouldn't have it.

"We're barely surviving on what we have right now. We're only just getting enough food on the table," she looked hard at Haida, "Since your kind killed my mom and cut us off from the rest of the world, food riots broke out all across the entire continent, not just the country. Lots of people died in those riots, lots that could have helped us now!"

Haida turned to the father, "Is what she saying true?"

The man was reluctant to answer at first before nodding, "Lots of specialized people died. Factory workers, farmers. Hell, doctors and other medical specialist were gone. After the riots, it was anarchy for awhile. Things are slowly getting back under control now but there's still some raiders on the smaller roads that intercept supplies going to small towns like ours."

"And ours got jacked," Grace added, "They're focusing on fixing the cities first before fixing the phone lines in smaller towns not near the trade routes. We won't survive long enough to the next supply run so we decided to chance fishing since we still had the boats."

"We were one of three boats," the father said. "One sank a day ago because it wasn't repaired properly and the second that was with us got sunk by your friends before you came along," he said in anger but quickly pulled it back when he turned to Haida again.

"Between the two boats we would have had enough fish to make it to the next supply shipment," Grace finished, her father just nodded in agreement. "Thanks to you things," Grace said stressing the last word to make it sound like a slur, "You things just killed our town!" she said condemning Haida accusingly again.

Haida took an involuntary step back from the girl, feeling the anxiety well up again. The Admiralty Code was the guiding rule to be held up by the entire Fleet of Fog. It was the entire reason they did what they did. Haida grimaced in anger, this caused the father to pull his daughter back protectively. Haida suddenly felt very angry. The Admiralty Code told the Fleet of Fog to do this, but, had she known what Grace and her father told them was true then there was only one thing Haida was certain about. The Admiralty code was wrong! And she would do everything she could to help these humans and make things right again!

Haida turned around and told the humans to follow her below deck. The humans were both reluctant, Grace more so, but at long last decided to follow her while carrying the cooler between them. Once the hatch was closed Haida had her ship-self submerge below the water. Grace started to scream that she was going to kill them despite Haida's reassurance to the contrary as the destroyer continued to submerge, the glowing tribal markings on her hull lit up the water around them in an eerie light. At thirty meters down Haida used her onboard supply of nanites to fashion a net and had her sensors pinpoint a school of fish. Seeing a cloud, she fired the net out and with the net being made up of her nanites she was able to catch most of them. She found another and did the same again, pulling both into her ship-self by opening up her belly and pulling the fish into an impromptu-made hold for said fish. With her hold filled of fish she sealed her belly up and made for the surface.

"Your town won't die," Haida told Grace and her father with an utmost conviction, "I won't allow it!"

End part Four.