Airwolf is more of a living creature...
That same quote runs through StringFellow Hawke's head. He isn't sure what to do about that...Dom says she is alive, but IS she? Surely it can't be true, right? Thoughts ran around StringFellow's head, circling and more questions fill him. He's got an urge to tell Dom why he feels Airwolf is a living creature. He knows the AI can do things, but can she fly completely by herself? He'd find out soon enough, he says.
...
String enters the lair with Dom. Airwolf is has always been able to take your breath away by her beauty. Don't get too distracted by her beauty, her beauty can be a trap and eventually become her wolf mode. It's not pretty seeing yourself become a shooting target for her and seeing your guts splatter all over the walls. The wolf in her can be a good thing though, she can defend those who need her. String enters the pilot's side as usual and Dom sits in the back with the controls.
"Ain't she a beauty, String? She's my big girl." Dom smiles, looking at String.
"...Yeah." String lifts off and flies off to the city.
Airwolf sets herself to autopilot. String notices and hopes it isn't Moffett again.
"Uh oh, String! We've switched to autopilot!" Dom shouts from behind.
"Yeah, I know. I just hope it's not Moffett. Try switching back, Dom."
"It's not Moffett who is in control...It's me."
"Who said that?!"
"Wasn't me, Dom."
"I know, it sounded feminine! You don't think-"
"I am Airwolf. I'm a(n) AI...I have a mind of my own and I'm here to serve you."
"Airwolf! H-How...What? How did you...upgrade?" Dom asked.
"Upgrade? I didn't upgrade, I could've spoken all of this time, I was just...shy. Ever had a feeling you weren't alone when you were flying alone?"
"Well, yes, actually." Dom answered.
"Dom, I think she was talking to me." String looked at Dom.
"I was talking to both of you, actually."
"Anyway, cab you switch back? I kinda need to get somewhere. We can talk later."
"Order confirmed."
Airwolf remained silent til String or Dom says to.
...
String had landed Airwolf on his fishing dock near his cabin. He had been dreaming, he had thought, but it felt so real. Was it all a dream? Or was it just a hallucination...No. No, it can't be. Dom saw it too. Airwolf is alive! She had been alive all of this time and she didn't say anything. Was it best for her to speak? Who knows. Questions and "what if" surround his head throughout the day. Dom seems fine now that he knows she is really "alive." String shook it off and went to bed.
It must be a dream, it's gotta! Airwolf can't be alive, she's a machine. A machine will always be a machine and that's it. There's no way anyone had reprogrammed her. NOBODY. Or...did she do it herself...No matter, she's alive and I have to deal with it. Wait...Is that...her?!
Airwolf lands in front of him and she snarls.
"Easy now. It's me, StringFellow Hawke." Panic rising through him, heart racing.
Airwolf creeps closer, growling at him more viciously. "You never liked me, you cared more about Caitlin! I was just a machine to you, nothing else! Just something you can use, a tool! Is that what I am to you?! A tool?!"
"Airwolf, calm down, please! I know you have feelings now-"
"You want ME to calm down?! Do you realize how you made me feel? I feel...WORTHLESS!"
Airwolf's nose is so close to String, he can feel her pressing closer. She kept coming closer and String backed up 10 feet. Airwolf stopped in her tracks...she leaped...SHE LEAPED! How on Earth did she do that?! Is this a dream? WAKE UP!
StringFellow Hawke wakes up with a scream. He checks his alarm clock and it says 3:00 A.M. String drifted off to sleep again.
StringFellow Hawke was...falling? Wait. FALLING?! He looked below, it's nothing but a void of the sky. He feels himself descending down, farther and farther. He feels as if he's not alone...Just then, Airwolf shows up from below. Airwolf is...HUGE! She wasn't her usual 11 foot self, she was at least 300 meters tall! This made StringFellow Hawke feel small.
"A-Airwolf! Help me! I'm falling!" He looks at the gargantuan helicopter.
"No. You must suffer just like I did...I'm sorry, String. I would help you, I really would, but I just feel like you'd rather trade me for someone or something else. I know you would, String. No matter my value or how special I am."
"W-Wait, Airwolf!"
She soars higher and travels to mach 1 speed, sending String farther away. This fall will never end, would it? I've been falling for about 15 minutes. Why? Why does Airwolf hate me? I know I've called her a machine, but that's what she is. String thought he'd fall forever, for all eternity, but that's when Airwolf came again...coming towards him at mach 1 and not stopping. String felt fear rising within as she grew closer. He could hear her howl. Her howl sounds so beautiful yet frightening. Airwolf was mile from String, but that doesn't seem far since her size is far beyond any helicopter. String fell on open water and washed a shore. He was weak at the moment...He hears Airwolf's howl and runs into the bushes. Airwolf lands nearby and shook the ground. What dream has String got into?
"StringFellow Hawke! Come out wherever you are! Nowhere to hide in these parts...at least here! I don't care if a city is near, I'll destroy anything just to find you!"
String did run off to the nearby city of Miami, don't know why he ended up here, he just did. Airwolf has surveillance systems on and it won't be easy to get away from her. Airwolf made her way to the city of Miami, her enormous body scaring most from the beaches. Her mode has changed from sheep mode to wolf, chain guns drawn and missle launchers from her belly. String looked around to see if there's any place to hide from the giant jetcopter. She launches a missle near String, hitting a small food store. Many people had fled from the beach. String made a run for it when he saw Airwolf hovering right in front of him, shooting at him with the chain guns.
He made it to the city, downtown should be a good hiding place...hopefully. Airwolf's presence scares people and they flee. String doesn't move, he stares. The giant form of his helicopter is ready to kill him in a second. All he saw was Airwolf firing her weapons, destroying almost everything and everything went white.
String wakes up again with a gasp. He can't imagine if that dream was real. A giant helicopter destroying an entire city just to find him. Airwolf doesn't hate him, right? At least he thought she did... String got up from bed and to see Dom making breakfast.
"Oh String, what are you doing up so early? I was finishing making breakfast, heh!" Dom serves String's breakfast; bacon and eggs.
"Hey, you don't seem well, you good?" Dom asks curiously by the way StringFellow looks.
"I'm fine Dom, thanks." String starts eating his breakfast and Dom sits in the table with him.
"You sure? You don't-"
"Yes, Dom..."
"Oh, if you don't tell me what's wrong, I'm gonna make sure you do!"
StringFellow Hawke sighs. Was he really gonna tell Dom his nightmares? Seems all ridiculous, really...
"I just had a nightmare is all..."
"What kind?"
"...Airwolf..." String felt weird saying his nightmare to Dom.
"Airwolf? Ha! She's harmless to us, String."
"Yeah, but I don't know...I feel she hates my guts."
"Oh String, don't worry. I'll talk to her."
"I guess so..." String sighed.
"You guess what?" A voice is heard from the door all it shut.
"Archangel..." String knew exactly who it was.
"I have a report of...something being stolen, Hawke." Archangel, Michael, isn't just an annoying person that always wears white with an eyepatch...he always has something for Hawke.
"What exactly is missing, Michael." String looks at him.
"Missles. Nuclear missles..." Archangel looks down.
"Damn it, Michael! Who have you been talking to thus time? Better not be Krügar again, Michael."
"No...Not Krügar...Moffett's, uh, kid."
"What! Michael! You have any idea why you'd do something so stupid?" String has fire in his eyes.
"Yeah, Archangel, selling missles to Moffett's kid! Who knows what he'd do with them." Dom shook his head.
Archangel sighs. "Look, just go get 'em, OK?"
Without a word, Dom and String walk out of String's cabin.
