The Last Pilot
Hey guys if you already read this before i had to redo somethings about chapter 1, and currenlty working on chapter 2! Hope you enjoy
War... no one wanted it, no one really didn't know why we did it, but we knew how to take power from others and beat them to the dirt while we take the glory from them. So why are we here? Are we here to just kill each other?
Past
"Why are we here" a rifleman mumbled scared "whats wrong soldier", asked a high ranking pilot asked worried about his squad mate. "Nothing sir, just thought what if I never make it out alive" he said confidently while staring at the ground zooming past. "Don't worry I wont let a single one of you die" he looked ill like he just told a lie. "Listen up rookies, I know your scared, I know you don't want to do this but if we die we die heroes basking in glory" he said as the others gave a inspired hurrah as their hearts beat with an unstoppable might. And suddenly a beeping was heard in the cockpit and the aircraft pilot brace for impact.
The squad listened and grabbed on to what they could and was met with an explosion that blew a massive whole in the ship. Sending it crashing to the ground.
Present Year 2549
It was a cool night of new years eve in Angel city and everyone was celebrating and getting piss drunk or high with stupid ideas flooding there minds. Many people had friends to watch over them to make sure they do nothing stupid but the others who don't needed to be watched.
A pilot not scared nor intimidated and was thought to be dead after all pilots and titans were to be discharge, scrapped, or both if they refused. Most pilots are just mercenaries or dead.
One pilot never died only his brothers and sisters. He never talked much or taken anything from anyone unless some one was threatened and no one wasn't threatened for a long time until tonight.
At a nearby bar
The pilot was sitting at the bar drinking a white Russian with his helmet to the side and the news counting 3 hours to a new year. His mind was set on a new resolution 'try not to kill street thugs but to only, teach them one hell of a lesson' he thought. After he finished his drink he placed some money on the counter and grabbed his helmet then walk towards and out the door.
Before placing his helmet back on he took a deep breathe. When he put his helmet on he heard a damsel in distress. He reached to his thruster pack on his lower back and made sure its still on and looked around and made a small and quite thrust onto an ally wall with no light on it and hooked himself to it and with no light it made him invisible to who was near. Just to be safe he dimmed the lights on his suit, so the only way you could see him is if you were standing right in front of him.
He took a closer more clear look and saw the damsel he heard and was surprised cause she wore something he never saw before. It was a skin tight blue with black rubber like flaps on her hips that connected on her back. Her legs had a white color around her legs and blue on her inner/upper calf and upper thigh. It had pink streaks around the edges and pink isosceles triangles on her cheeks. What he thought was strange was the she had sponsors on the white parts of her suit and her name appeared to be .
"You have no idea who you messing with here im in overwatch, you know the group that saved the world" she exclaimed with fear in her voice as she clearly didn't know what to do. "You mean the group that was banned because of the Petras act" said the thug she yelled at.
The pilot quickly and quietly climbed down the wall. When his feet hit the ground his suit lit back up. His heart started racing over what people would do if they figured out he was a pilot. Would they riot, kill him, hell would they start another war. He hesitated but was reminded what he was going to when he heard a higher and more terrified scream.
When he walked out of the ally people who weren't already drunk gasped to him as he heard names like pig, criminal, and some thought it was for a costume party. But he knew what he was meant to do and what he had to do.
He walked into the circle already around the scene with none of the thugs noticing except the women with relief as she saw him. The thug tried to throw another punch at the women's bruised eye and broken nose, but he couldn't. All he could do is feel a hand on his arm pull back his clenched and bruised fist every time it tried to go forward but it wouldn't budge an inch.
The thug threw the girl on the ground and turned to the pilot, "hey man back off this isn't any of you business" the thug said who clearly washed some LSDs down with alcohol. Not surprised the pilot let out a depressing sigh as the thug was easy to look at, "look man its new years eve just leave her alone and you don't have to be embarrassed and beaten to the ground until your fed through a hole in your neck in the hospital" the pilot said relax with out a care in the world.
The thugs laughed and spit on the pilots visor and push him. The pilot didn't move a muscle except only to wipe the saliva of his helmet while the crowd look in shock. "You know you not gonna like this, so im going to give you one last chance to walk away" the pilot said but this time his tone changed from relaxed to an intimidating and mean. Once again the thugs only laughed but this time harder and the pilot was unamused.
Instead of taking it this time the pilot slowly walked closer and the laughter stoped and two guys grabbed both his arms. A thug ran and kicked and punched him multiple times in his stomach and never he let out a yipe. The piss drunk man stepped back amazed at the pilot "what are you... no man can take that much pain" he asked.
The pilot was hit with a verbal baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. The pilot didn't know what to say because of they consequences then looked at the girl. "They're blind your blind, can't you see im a pilot, and im proud to be one, im The Last Damn Pilot!" He said furiously to everyone and kicked the knee of the guy the right breaking his leg backwards. He punched the the one on the left in the stomach and grabbed the back of his head and slammed his face into his knee and dropped him on the ground and turned to the last one.
"A...p-pilot" he said with the look that he saw 9 layers of hell and fell on his back. The pilot walked over to the fear stricken man and pulled out a knife he had in one of his pouches. The pilot grabbed his shirt and pulled him close "you should of just walked away." He said with no emotion and threw on the rolled him over and placed a knee on his spine so he wouldn't move. The pilot grabbed his calfs and held them down after, then he put the razor sharp knife up to the back of his feet. He hesitated realizing what the people would do to him when he is done.
He heard the people yell different things such as just do it, you saved her, and murderer, and worthless. Then he made his choice and cleared his mind he didn't care any more. He pressed the knife into the back of his ankle and cut his achilles tendon and instantly heard screaming and suffering of the most painful thing you could experience. He stood up and said "i told you to walk away" as he was.
He walked to the girl and reached his hand out suddenly she flinched like she thought she was next. She was in a fetal position with her hands guarding her face waiting for some sort of impact. "Look, im not gonna hurt you I literally just saved you, come on" he said softly with a warm tone and stuck his hand out. She slowly put her hands down except one and took his with it. She was maybe half a foot taller than him but he didn't care.
Noticing she was on her feet he turned and walked away as the crowd still had mixed emotions about him. "Thanks" she said as he walked away into the ally hide before not even acknowledging her.
's side
'I never had anyone stick up for me like that who was he why did he even do it'? So many question flew through 's mind, but she blew it off as another universal mystery she'll never know. The only thing she can think about is getting back to the hotel where all the other overwatch agents are and tell someone everything.
Hotel Room #254/ hour and a half later
had just walked through the door of her hotel room and was exhausted. She stumble to her bed and fell face first onto her pillows. She rolled over on her back with her hands on her belly and turned her head to the window. She saw the the city flourish as people ran back and forth laughing, partying, and vomiting. One thing she couldn't miss is the Angel guarding the city from harm. 'Probably the reason its called Angel City' she thought.
She sat up and walked to where he luggage was which wasn't far considering its the size of a half of an apartment. Its pretty simple the beds are to the right in the corner and all the other necessary living utilities are on the wall.
Her laptop which she could never forget, was in her bag. She picked it up the ran and jumped onto the bed she had just risen from. Opening the laptop and put in her login to access the computer. She started a new year stream on the old game Team Fortress 2.
It a simple game really. There are two team a red team and blu team. Obviously one team will attack the other which is the red team and the blu team defends. You can attack or defend anyway you like but who you play may make it difficult.
was playing the addicting game mercilessly until she swore she heard someone below her get swatted with people yelling but its not police its something else. Then she remember that overwatch agents are below her and they were taken down with out a fight or scream. her door flew off its hinges and her heart raced and two menace looking robots quickly entered the room and grabbed her with out hesitation. One waved as it was going to leave but, punched and she fell unconscious.
Hey guys I hope you like chapter one I had to rewrite it cause the first one sucked but I still appreciate the reviews.
