Ooc: this is my first story, so please, R&R
Disclaimer: I do not own ace combat, nor any of the characters, nor anything that remotely is involved in it. Do not copy this story without my permission, or else I will be angry.
Also, You may notice I had to improvise some names, such as the name for the kid from ace combat 4.
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There was a reason why they called it the bloodiest era in the world. More people died those 16 years than in the last three centuries. It all began with realization that the UllixysXR1994 Asteroid, an object in space with the power to wipe out all humanity, was on a collision coarse with earth. The discovery of the asteroid set the world into panic. Super weapons were developed as means of destroying the asteroid. Nuclear weapons, cannons the size of towers, planes that could freely fly into space. When the expected judgment day occurred, the weapons were used valiantly, but still, some of the asteroid reached the earth, and the destruction was significant. Over one million people died from the asteroid, but humanity was saved.
In a cruel irony though, those weapons, combined with the economic damage caused by the asteroids, led to horrendous wars. Before the asteroid impacted, the nation of Belka attempted to use the nukes it had developed to conquer the world. The damage inflicted was equal to that of the asteroid. In the end of the war, Belka detonated seven nuclear weapons on its own soil in an attempt to fend of the allied forces of Usea, Yuketobania, Ocea, and Satoa. Another war came after the impact. Erusia, a small nation on Usea, seized Stonehenge, a laser cannon built to destroy the asteroids, and waged war on the continent of Usea. Through the efforts of I.S.A.F, namely the legendary pilot, Mobius 1, Usea was defeated. But war continued to come, as minor wars waged across the world
Finally there came one last massive war: the war between Ocea, Yuketobania, and the subsequent battle against the Belka, who had risen again to manipulate the two sides into war with each other. But it was "the Razgriz", four pilots resembling the demon and hero of ancient legends, defeated Belka. It was this, "unsung war" that finally ended the era of bloodshed.
The next year, a global council the G.C.A.F (Global Council Allied Federationi)was formed. The entire world was unified into a loose federation of brother nations, none of them still willing to go to war. Soon, demilitarization begun, it was focused in North Point. I was there when I saw leaders of every nation come in. I was assigned the task of guarding them; I had joined the army of North Point, in hopes of fighting only for peace, and to be somehow like the aces I grew up with. Yellow 13, the rival of Mobius 1, who had indirectly killed my parents by downing a plane on my house, was like a father to me. I felt that if I could be a soldier in the army, I would one day be like them. This is the story of the struggles of the G.C.A.F., and how even when the world was at peace, a war from a place no one would expect occurred.
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John Brians walked in attention, ready for combat, something nearly forgotten, beside Ford Steller , the leader of North Point, as his unit escorted the leader of the nations to the G.C.A.F headquarters. He smiled to a reporter covering the event, Albert Genette. Albert Gennette had been a freelance reporter during the conflict between Ocea and Yuketobania a year ago. Albert Genette turned to the cameraman beside him, and commenced his report on the G.C.A.F.'s summit over trade that was about to begin, "This is reporter News correspondent Albert Genette, Located at the Capital of North Point. It is a pleasure to cover the opening of the G.C.A.F summit on trade…"
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It was a hanger, unknown to most of the world. It was the main base during the continental war between I.S.A.F and Erusia.
The loudspeaker blared out a warning, there were incoming bombers! Only one pilot hurried to the briefing room, however. It was none other than the legendary Mobius 1.
" Now, I know, I know, It's been years since conflict has occurred, but this condition is also a bad one. We have seen a number of unidentified aircraft pop up on radar. I'm not saying there bandits or anything, but there en route to the G.C.A.F headquarters, and we're the only airbase within range to intercept them, so you better god damn not take this likely." Said the Commanding officer, Hal Mark. Mobius 1 responded, "Why did it take so long for the raiders to detect them? Wouldn't the enemy, whoever they are, be willing to send stealth bombers if they were planning to assault our Capital, and where is the rest of Mobius squadron?" Hal Mark, sadly responded, " Your squad is all on leave today, didn't anyone tell you?" Mobius 1 responded, "I become a legend, and I lose any hope of a social life. Fine, I'll fly your mission." Hal Mark told him, in usual fashion, " Dismissed!"
Mobius 1 left the room to the hanger. "I can't believe him, If he were anyone else, he wouldn't have the nerve to respond like that…"He paused, "But I suppose it can't be helped. He's used to war, and that's not what the G.C.A.F is about, I just hope he'll be able to go home someday."
A lone, blue, F-22 flew off from the Airport, flying the first mission in nearly a year
"God dammit, how could you let those bombers go by undetected!" It was a captain assigned to the G.C.A.F headquarters. "Those aren't any A-10s! They are modified! They escaped our early warning radar through some stealth device." Responded a soldier. "What? Those ancient war relics have a quality on a scale with the F-117? Who has that technology!?"
"This is Albert Gennete of GNC(Global News Corporation), those are bombers overhead!" the reporter shouted to the camera crew, "God damn it! Who would bomb a peace organization?!"
"you know what the goal is… Level the city" The bomber captain commanded to his squadron, 30 bombers large. They were all strangely modified A-10s. They had special variable swept wings, no nation had that technology. However, fortunately for the G.C.A.F, the was a weakness in the design, as a pilot pointed out. "Captain! We can't drop our bombs with our swept out!" the captain replied, in disbelief, " you idiots! I told you, the wings are not fully developed yet! We'll have to…" he cut off, noticing a plane in the distance. "damn!!! It's him. Mobius 1 Is here. Quickly, hurry round for a second pass: don't fail us this time"
The lone F-22 soared into the skies.
"This Is Mobius 1, state your nation of origin, and specify why you are over this airspace". The response he got was harsh, "You expect us to surrender!? We will not stop until this world is in ashes!". Mobius 1 remained silent, he let his flying speak for him. Almost instantly, he had missile locks on four of the bombers. He fired a missile at each, and in a trail of smoke the missiles flew towards their barely maneuverable targets; they met with the bombers, and crashed into them in massive explosions, shattering the planes. Mobius 1 hurried in range of four more bombers, and repeated the process, spelling out the same doom to the bombers.
"Do not fear men! He can't take all of us in time! Our mission will end in success!" The bomber captain shouted, but he did not convey much emotion in the shout. One of the A-10s branched off from the formation. "What are you doing? Why are you retreating from combat?" the captain shouted, but he got no response. Rather, the bomber sent a message to Mobius 1. "This is green 17, it is stupid for me to continue this operation. You will just shoot me down. I am requesting surrender." Mobius 1, responded as he shot down another A-10, "fleeing already. You're the smartest man in the squad, you know that? There's a runway in this city. Land there. If you betray our trust, you will die." The A-10 replied, "sounds fair. I'm landing. I suggest you protect me; my plane is advanced technology my squad can't send to you people. These bombers have air to air capability too, you know?"
Mobius 1 did not respond anymore than that. He began to shoot down more A-10s, carefully not firing on the defector. Unlike most of the enemies Mobius 1 had faced, the enemy was deployed in a vary tactical formation. They were very well spread out and deployed, a creepy flock of birds filling the sky. He got on the tail of another A-10, and fired two missiles at it, each hit their mark, at that time, a missile alert tone blared on his ship, an A-10 had locked on to him. As the missile came to him, he rotated his plane, and broke sharply to the right, evading the missile. He countered by firing a missile at that A-10, blowing it up. The A-10s began to turn around: Mobius 1 would have very little time to destroy them. He suddenly sped up, and one by one started to blast A-10s. Though his power was great, it would not be enough to stop the A-10s. At that desperate moment, he heard a voice on his communications. It was vaguely familiar.
"You haven't changed much, have you?" said the voice.
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From the ground, John Brians could see another fighter entering the combat. As it downed an A-10, he could have sworn he had seen something like that before… the way that A-10 had been downed…
Albert Gennete was covering the action above the G.C.A.F building, he told to the world, "There are now two fighters downing the enemy A-10s. One of them is the legendary Mobius 1, the other's identity has not yet been confirmed, It appears to be an Su-37"
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"No, little has changed. I'm still an ace, though one with a better life" Mobius 1 replied to the voice.
"Well, I wouldn't want the worlds best pilot to lose his capabilities, maybe you need to learn something about formation flight"
The fighter shot down an A-10, as did Mobius 1. Suddenly, Mobius 1 realized something about that fighter. Aside the yellow tips of its wings it drew a very familiar contrail…
Mobius 1, astonished, spoke the fighter, "You were too good to die, weren't you. It's good to be fighting alongside you." The fighter's response did not follow Mobius 1's expectations, "You must have me confused for someone else, I am known as Phoenix 1. Mobius 1 responded, "Phoenix… You can keep that claim. Just don't get to close, I'm used to shooting down Su-37s with that paint scheme, and it's something special if they have the number 13 emblazoned on them."
"Somehow, I don't you believe me. Whatever lets end this quick"
They blasted through the remaining A-10s, decimating them. It was an amazing spectacle, not a single bomb hit the capitol.
"Thank you, Phoenix 1… what?" Mobius 1 said, astonished. The plane had flown off.
"This is G.C.A.F HQ, Mobius 1, our thanks to you. We just received word from a defector. He and his crew have agreed to give us an A-10, we are going to conduct analysis on it. We would like you to land here. We fear this may not be the extent of the assault…
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ooc:
Just to let you people know, I'm going to put some more… fanciful elements into this fanfic. Also, the planes will retain there unrealistic nature(60missles). There will also be some ground and naval combat covered.
