Wild Blue Yonder Ch.1

Reaper (aka The Ribbon) x Camilla (aka The Butterfly Master) love story.

The Ace Combat franchise does NOT belong to me. It respectfully belongs to Namco Bandai and Project Aces. The plot in this Fanfiction is obviously non-canon and was written by me.

Well, now. It seems I released the first chapter of the full story!

READ THE PREQUEL FIRST! (Title: Stargazing)

In this story, I'll be making it like what I think will happen when the story of Ace Combat Infinity continues. Except I added ReaperxCamilla in it. Also, I'm not sure about the real names of most of the characters (Omega, Viper, Reaper, etc.) So I'll keep using their callsigns instead. Hope you don't mind.

Story contains a lot of Fan Service to those Ace Combat Veterans out there.

Note: Errors might be seen because of auto correct.


Chapter 1: The Blue Boundary

The skies are the border between home and the heavens.

(Reaper's POV)

"One more time…" She said to me.

I smiled back and did what she asked for. Our lips touched again once more and began to play with each other's tongues. She pulled me in closer as I did the same. With our bodies hugging against each other, we were kept warm from both of our body heat in this chilly satellite above Earth's orbit. Just the two of us, sitting here while watching the stars.

But it all had to end…


-(Comona Aerospace Center)-

Here I am. Back on the surface of the planet I was born in, suffered, and where I'll die soon when my time comes. Forced to come back to put my life in the battlefield where there's nothing but hell. And not up there in that satellite, where I found Camilla safe and sound from the troubles down here. When I was up there, I felt so safe and sound from the horrors of war and mass hysteria.

And to stay away from the scars on Earth that Ulysses left behind.

I recently arrived back at the island where I was launched to orbit on that exact same day. The sun was setting on the horizon as I blankly stared at the orange skies with the night approaching behind me. Guess everyone was right about the West Indies having one of the most beautiful sunsets. Maybe one day I'll get some time off and go here on vacation. But given the situation going on right now, I don't think I'll be getting an approval from the UN Security Council. My fellow soldiers still need me in this fight.

"Ah, Reaper. There you are." A familiar voice called out to me from behind.

I turned my head and saw the person who called me. It was Commander Goodfellow, like I expected from his voice. "Commander?" I gave a quick salute.

"That was one helluva ride. Still breathing well?"

"Like wearing a functional breathing mask." I nodded.

"Good. Because we still got work to do back in Southern USEA where everyone else is waiting." He walked right next to me and stared at the sunset as well. "Great job, by the way. And don't worry, you'll be fine from the UN."

"I aim to please." I deadpanned, still thinking about what happened in my mission.

"Hey, are you feeling okay?"

I didn't answer his question with my voice. But I let out a sigh.

"Well, you must be tired after how much work you had to go through during this operation. When you're done enjoying the sunset, head inside and get some shut eye. You deserved it." Goodfellow patted my shoulder and headed back the way he came from. He stopped and looked back at me to add another thing to say. "Also, we'll be heading back to the United Arab Emirates tomorrow. Since we completed that operation in Baku and the USEAN Forces in Tehran are crippled, we're now authorized to attack Kuwait City. You think you're ready for that? What am I talking about - of course you are." He chuckled.

I gave a fake chuckle back and continued to stare at the horizon, blankly.

Now alone by myself, I watched a squadron of F-16Cs pass by the small clouds, on patrol just in case of a sudden USEA attack coming our way. I was more concerned about what was happening in the Pacific during this war. For all we know, an enemy fleet can be sent in to deal with one of our main naval bases, Pearl Harbor. Or the bases at Guam too. I shook off the thought, telling myself that the U.S Navy can handle that along with the Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force, and the Philippine Navy.

I've already been through a lot for today. After taking one last glance to the skies above, I walked towards the entrance of the main building near the runway and felt the breeze from the air conditioner hit me. With my commander having a chat with a few other staff members in this base, I just quietly made my way to the room that was available for me.

Just an impersonal room with bleak white walls and a twin sized bed on the right side of the room. I shouldn't be too surprised, considering I was usually put into these kinds of rooms ever since I joined the Arrows. My legs were killing me. So I decided to take a seat in my bed and look through my bag I brung along with me.

The first thing for me to pick up was an old photo I kept with me ever since I was a kid. A photo of me and my parents. I blankly stared at the photo with my mother and father, knowing this is the only piece I can remember them by after losing them from the Ulysses collision.


"I've lost both my parents during the first wave of astroids striking twenty years ago. I was raised by my grandfather, who was a civilian pilot and taught me a few things about flying. Until he passed away. With the knowledge he gave me, I soon became part of the Bone Arrow Squadron." I explained a small history of my past to her, looking down at my hands, remembering when they were firmly gripping the flight stick of my grandfather's plane.

Camilla looked at me with a frown and guiltily looked down at her lap. "I'm… I'm so sorry to hear that. I really am."


I miss them so much. But there is no way in hell I can take them back from Ulysses. Those astroids caused all this.

Not wanting to think about my past even more, I put the picture back inside my bag and lied flat on the mattress. I was naive to think that the skies was the most safest place in the planet. But I guess that was proven wrong when Ulysses dropped.

When I closed my eyes, I would just picture Camilla watching the stars inside that satellite with me. Her calm and gentle expression while gazing at the constellations and the lights from the past, I too have felt the same as her. Safe above Earth's orbit, away from the war against USEA. This calmed my body down as my head felt like the stress was lifting away.

After a while, I felt myself drifting away to a deep slumber.


-(Lower Earth Orbit)-

(Camilla's POV)

I already feel like I miss him.

'Why? I only met him and talked to him for a few hours, and yet I still miss him as if…no, that can't be right. But, he kissed me.' I touched my lips and remembered him sitting right next to me, scooting in closer, and looking into each other's eyes. That moment when we were both closing in, my face turned red hot after remembering the details. His hands were holding mine, his lips, and everything else. I shook off the feeling and looked out the window as the earth was rotating slowly on the other side of my window.

"Master? Is there something troubling you?" Kvasir asked me worryingly.

I sighed and looked down at my lap. "I don't know…" I answered.

"Are you feeling sick? Or are you in need for a meal or drink?" He asked.

"It's okay, Kvasir. Thank you for your concern." I said as my hands held onto my headset and controller I use for this…'game'. But it turns out, I was manipulated that this whole 'game' was not a flight arcade simulator kept for my entertainment. I've been killing actual pilots and soldiers with it.

"Forgive me for bringing this up, Master. But…what will you do now after finding out that you've killing actual pilots?" Kvasir asked.

"I…" I couldn't think of a response. So I just said, "I don't know. Do you think I'm a bad person for killing them?"

"Of course not!" Kvasir replied immediately. "Master, I should be at fault for this. Maybe if I would've told you sooner, I-"

"You would have been taken away from me, forever." I interrupted him. "Kvasir, I would be devastated if you were gone, leaving me alone up here. I promise I won't say anything about me discovering about the game turning out to be real life."

"I…Thank you, Master Camilla. It makes me happy for you to care about a machine like me." Kvasir said.

"You're my friend. Not a machine." I chuckled.

"Now you have two friends. Me and Reaper, correct?"

"Yeah…." I nodded slowly. "But he's gone now."

"I'm sure there is a possibility to meet him again. Perhaps if the UN wins because of him, maybe you can get out if this satellite and back at Earth."

I just ignored what he said as I was too distracted by looking down at Earth, now with the satellite facing the Middle East and some parts of Europe and Russia. Thinking that the UN will fight on USEA's doorstep seems like suicide. But after the Reaper proving himself that he can lead the way at the Battle of the Adriatic Sea, the UN was probably completely motivated and had enough hope for them to defeat USEA. If fact, I don't support USEA anymore after how much Reaper has told me on what they do to their people, even after how much they were traumatized by Ulysses.

"I can understand why you had to let him go, Master. Both of you had your duties, and you had to get back to it."

"Yeah." I nodded slowly. "If he stays up here, the UN would basically lose the battle against the USEAN Federation and he'll be punished for abandoning the mission. If I go down there, there's no doubt USEAN Forces will do what it takes to have my head for committing treason."

"Especially Master Cohen."

"Kvasir, please don't mention him. I'd rather not think about what he would do." I sighed.

"Of course, Master."

I yawned and looked down at the earth. "I'll be taking a nap, Kvasir. Wake me up if I get a message from anybody."

"Of course, Master. Have a nice sleep." He said before staying silent to give me time to focus on resting.

But I couldn't sleep even if I tried. Every time in close my eyes, I just think of the images of what Kvasir showed me today. All those pilots I killed…. It's a terrible way to die with a laser burning through your entire head and body like that. After thinking of those horrifying images, I then began to think about Reaper. When I thought about him, I suddenly imagined him dying by my UAV lasers. My eyes shot open as I shook my head to get the image and thought out.

'No…. Just…no! Don't think about that!' I said to myself in my thoughts.

I was starting to grow even more scared about the situation now. What if Reaper or his friends suffer the same fate as those pilots I killed? If I killed one of his allies again, who knows how he'll feel about me.

"UGH!" I groaned loudly and banged my head on a pillow. "Maybe the stars will get these negative thoughts out of my head." I said to myself as I turned on the live camera feed from behind the satellite to get a good view of the stars, replacing the window of earth into the live feed.

While looking at the stars, I began to feel more relaxed as I turned on my headset to play classical music in addition to clear my head faster. The picture of Reaper dying was replaced by him staying right next to me while I was stargazing. I chuckled to myself, knowing I feel so close to my own nemesis. But he's not that bad at all. As a mercenary, he had the heart to forgive me, prevent me from committing suicide, and comfort me like that. But most importantly, call me a friend.

"Reaper, in the future, I wish we can do this again. Stargazing." I whispered to myself before slowly closing my eyes to go into a deep slumber.


Well, first chapter is done. I hope you don't mind it being a short one. Well…it depends on if you see it short or long, since 2k words seems pretty short to me. Anyway, I really hope I at least did a decent job on the first chapter. Stay tuned for Chapter 2, my fellow aces!)

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By the way, the cover I drew wasn't the best one, since I was in a rush and people wanted the story out soon. I might draw another one if I can.