And the last of the three original fics is up on Royal Road...
https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/157222/abyssal
Mankind has been driven beneath the waves...and for forty years, the survivors of a shattered world have huddled in the darkness of the hab-clusters, scratching existence from the crushing deep while above them the beasts hold the surface, and the wigglies hold the beasts, and the war grinds on without end and without answer. But now....in a cramped laboratory in Pacifica Station, lit by the cold glow of chemical analysis displays...a woman named Lena Sutcliffe has found something in the data that changes everything. The markers are not what Fleet thinks they are. The beasts are not what anyone thinks they are. And the signal rising from the eastern basin is not a threat. It is a call.
Into this world of pressure and shadow and hard-won survival walks Moses Sutcliffe...fourteen years a submarine man, fresh off his last patrol, carrying nothing but his experience and a willingness to follow the evidence wherever it leads. What he and his team discover in the deep will overturn forty years of certainty, forge an alliance no one believed possible, and force a community of sixty thousand souls to ask the question they have feared since the Collapse: what if the surface can be won back...and what price will it demand of the ones brave enough to try?
https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/157222/abyssal
Mankind has been driven beneath the waves...and for forty years, the survivors of a shattered world have huddled in the darkness of the hab-clusters, scratching existence from the crushing deep while above them the beasts hold the surface, and the wigglies hold the beasts, and the war grinds on without end and without answer. But now....in a cramped laboratory in Pacifica Station, lit by the cold glow of chemical analysis displays...a woman named Lena Sutcliffe has found something in the data that changes everything. The markers are not what Fleet thinks they are. The beasts are not what anyone thinks they are. And the signal rising from the eastern basin is not a threat. It is a call.
Into this world of pressure and shadow and hard-won survival walks Moses Sutcliffe...fourteen years a submarine man, fresh off his last patrol, carrying nothing but his experience and a willingness to follow the evidence wherever it leads. What he and his team discover in the deep will overturn forty years of certainty, forge an alliance no one believed possible, and force a community of sixty thousand souls to ask the question they have feared since the Collapse: what if the surface can be won back...and what price will it demand of the ones brave enough to try?
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