Godspeed to equestria
Chapter one
Shawn tucker was waiting in the lobby of the air force flight school, waiting for his name to be called. He was nervously holding his hands together, this was his first time trying to enter the air force, more specifically his first time trying to make it as a pilot for a f-18 hornet. Shawn had taken his three years of flight school and before that he had earned his bachelor's degree.
Shawn waited for what seemed like forever but when he looked at the clock it had been only half an hour. He looked at the TV mounted up on the wall, the military news channel was on and he heard the announcer saying that all available pilots were being stationed in Iraq.
"perfect" he said sighing. The last thing he wanted was to be in Iraq. He then jerked his head up banging it against the wall behind him as his name was called.
"Shawn, Shawn tucker" the lady behind the counter called.
Shawn rubbed his head saying, "here, I'm here" he walked up to the counter asking,"d...did I pass"
The lady smiled, "yes in fact you got a perfect score. Please report to the airport with your belongings, you are being stationed in Iraq" she held out her hand and Shawn took it "good luck" she said.
"thanks I'll need it" Shawn said forcing a smile. Iraq he thought this is fucking perfect. He walked out of the building and got on the bus at the corner of the street.
He arrived at his neighbor hood and walked down the sidewalk to his house.
"hey Shawn how'd the test go" his neighbor Jake asked him.
"I got a perfect score" Shawn said beaming with pride but that pride slowly faded as he said, "but the bad thing is I'm being stationed in Iraq"
"hell man! That's sucks ass. When you have to leave" Jake asked.
"pretty much right now" Shawn then said goodbye for the last time for a while and he entered his house. He sighed and picked up the phone on the coffee table and dialed his parent's phone.
"hey mom it's me" Shawn said.
"oh hello honey!whats wrong you don't sound right" his mom said over the many miles that separated them.
"well I passed "he said.
"oh Shawn! I'm so proud of you!" his mom yelled out to his dad repeating what he told her.
"mom! Mom that's not all the news" he said, "mom the other news is that I'm being stationed in Iraq and I'm suppose to leave later today"
"b...but...oh Shawn. "his mom sounded like she was on the verge of tears, "just promise me one thing"
"anything mom" he said.
"come back home alive" she said sobbing.
"I will mom I promise. I love you" he said
"I...I love you too" she said.
"I have to get ready mom. I'll see you soon" he said hanging up.
He went upstairs grabbed his duffle bag out from his closet and started packing his clothes and some pictures of his family. He headed out of his house saying goodbye to it. He waved good bye to Jake sitting on his front porch.
"good luck bro." Jake said waving.
Shawn reached the corner of his street and waited for the bus to come. It came only a few minutes later.
"where to" the driver asked.
"the airport" Shawn said.
Later that day Shawn had boarded his plane, he looked out his window watching America slip behind him. Shawn let his head bang back against the seat, he closed his eyes trying to catch some sleep but found himself only thinking about Iraq. Soon though he fell asleep, sleeping for the rest of the trip.
He was awakened by the thumping of the plane landing.
"welcome to Iraq" the pilot said over the speaker, "good luck ladies and gentlemen"
Adam got up and retrieved his duffle bag from the overhead compartment. He walked down the moveable stairs, he stopped at the last step thinking here goes nothing and he stepped off. He walked over to the briefing building and sat down in one of the chairs in the room. He looked around and saw many other pilots sitting and waiting. They all waited for about fifteen minutes until a sergeant stalked in.
"welcome to fort Clark maggots" he boomed, "these next few months or years of your life shall be constantly testing your skills."
Typical sergeant Shawn thought.
The sergeant then went through why they were here, the rules of the fort and etc. Then the nerve racking servant had dismissed them to go over to the hangers where they were to be assigned their co pilots and jets. Shawn was the first one over he gave his file to the major awaiting them. The major glanced down and skimmed through his file.
"captain Shawn you are the very first f-18 on your right. Your plane does not require a co pilot" Shawn nodded and walked over to his jet looking at it in awe.
Finally he thought you know maybe this won't be so bad.