"Are you positive this won't go wrong?"
"Of course it won't. When have my plans ever gone wrong?"
The brunette German male looked over at the dark blueish black haired Italian/Spanish female next to him in her matching black, purple and navy pilot suit with a deadpan face, to which she huffed at.
"I don't have enough fingers to count, Layla." He replied, his subtle German accent flowing from his mouth and rolling his chocolate brown eyes. It was true. The number of times they've been in trouble that he could pin on her was unbelievable. The sense of adventure and the addiction to the thrill of danger in her was undeniably large.
Layla snorted sarcastically. "Har har, Luca, You're so funny." She joked before her face turned serious. "If we don't, this Kaiju will reach the city. Just shut up and follow my lead." They both leaned back simultaneously to avoid a blow from the category 2-verging-on-3 Kaiju. The disfigured fist went sailing past their Jaeger's helmet.
Luca grunted and swung his right fist, Layla and the large machine mirroring perfectly. The navy fist impacted with the massive beast, sending it back a few hundred feet. The two Jaeger pilots used the time to come up with a plan to close the unexpected breach.
"Verdammt! I can't think of anything!" Luca cursed, running his hand over his helmet. Shifting his eyes to his drift partner, he spotted the grim look on her face. "What?" He asked.
Layla sighed and mentally showed him her idea. The whole thing flashed through his brain and, in seconds, he was shaking his head.
"No! That's suicidal!" He yelled. Layla sighed again. She knew it already. A face, similar to her own, appeared in her vision. Smiling and happy. Then rain and the feeling of despair. Her hands balled up and she slowly raised her head.
"Our job is to keep our people safe. Even if it takes our last breath to do so."
Luca exhaled.
"Okay." He breathed out then side glanced her, grinning, "Let's kick Kaiju ass."
The midnight blue mech ran forward, a cannon charging a ball of energy as it went as it went. When the ball was of considerate size, the Jaeger slammed it down on the breach. For a moment there was nothing. Then a white-hot explosion. It rippled like the surface of disturbed water, killing the Kaiju and closing the breach it originated from. Water fell from the sky like rain.
There was no danger in sight.
There also wasn't a Jaeger either.
They were gone.