This is my first fic, and I haven't seen all the episodes yet, so you'll just have
to excuse minor errors, especially in the characters from Escaflowne. I don't own them,
bla, bla. But I do own Kaeshya.
Kaeshya chanted her mantra to herself as the enemy fighter bore down on her tail.
"Calm. Stay calm. The enemy is emotional, you do not have to be." These were the words
of her flight instructor, who taught her how to fly and fight, before she was the best
star-fighter pilot in the fleet. She waited patiently for the enemy fighter to attempt to
get a lock on her ship. They still used missiles for some reason; apparently they had no
energy weapons. Kaeshya heard the first beep of the sequence which would indicate that the
enemy was locked on. She heard the second. Just before she knew the third would come, she
cut her throttle and pulled hard right. A missile flashed past her, uselessly heading out
of orbit. Meanwhile, Kaeshya rolled her ship and activated the retro-engines. The enemy
fighter flashed by close in pursuit of its missile. Kaeshya rolled her ship neatly behind
the enemy craft, and throttled forwards. She sent three torpedoes roaring up his tailpipe.
Before her adversary could have possibly known what hit him, three plasma torpedoes tore
through his ship, vaporizing it. Just as she was beginning to relax a little, she felt her ship shudder. It hadn't felt like something impacting the shields. The ship shuddered again, and, quite suddenly, all her instruments were showing red. The last thing she remembered was total sensory deprivation, and then nothing.
to excuse minor errors, especially in the characters from Escaflowne. I don't own them,
bla, bla. But I do own Kaeshya.
Kaeshya chanted her mantra to herself as the enemy fighter bore down on her tail.
"Calm. Stay calm. The enemy is emotional, you do not have to be." These were the words
of her flight instructor, who taught her how to fly and fight, before she was the best
star-fighter pilot in the fleet. She waited patiently for the enemy fighter to attempt to
get a lock on her ship. They still used missiles for some reason; apparently they had no
energy weapons. Kaeshya heard the first beep of the sequence which would indicate that the
enemy was locked on. She heard the second. Just before she knew the third would come, she
cut her throttle and pulled hard right. A missile flashed past her, uselessly heading out
of orbit. Meanwhile, Kaeshya rolled her ship and activated the retro-engines. The enemy
fighter flashed by close in pursuit of its missile. Kaeshya rolled her ship neatly behind
the enemy craft, and throttled forwards. She sent three torpedoes roaring up his tailpipe.
Before her adversary could have possibly known what hit him, three plasma torpedoes tore
through his ship, vaporizing it. Just as she was beginning to relax a little, she felt her ship shudder. It hadn't felt like something impacting the shields. The ship shuddered again, and, quite suddenly, all her instruments were showing red. The last thing she remembered was total sensory deprivation, and then nothing.