Aces

Mercenary's of Hell

Summeray: It's been 17 years since Cipher dissappeared, and the only person who knows where he's at is Pixy. They both live average lives now and both have a daughter. Both girls enjoy flying and are skilled pilots, even at the ages of 15. But when they decide to join the Galm Mercenary Squad, you can be sure that sparks are going to fly. With Cipher's daughter, Melondy, going by the ace name, Omen, and Pixy's daughter, Regina, as Solo Pixy, they dogfight their way to the top. But not all mercenary's can stay true, and soon the girls are sent into the ultimate death roll: Kill or be killed. R&R please!

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"We all know the three kinds of Aces...mercenary...soldier...and knight, but did you know that there's a fourth kind. Yes my friend there is a story behind the fourth ace style, and if you sit down I will tell you the long tail. Okay...comfortable...alright, here goes. It all started on that warm summer evening..."

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"Yo Omen, I don't think we're suppose to fly here, we're pretty far away from Directuis." I tried to hide the worry in my voice, I'd been in trouble for flying in a restricted airspace before. Needless to say, I was lucky my father still let me fly my F-15E Strike Eagle. "I don't want to get into any major trouble, you know what happened last time." I shuddered at the thought. We had crossed the path of two Espada mercenarys, who had found us to be troublesome brats who needed to be shot down. My father now armed my fighter with missels, just in case.

"Chill, Solo," I heard Omen assure me. "we're both armed and ready for a dogfight." She surfaced beside me and gave a thumbs up from where I could see her in the cockpit.

"Says who? I don't wanna fight anybody. With the second war with Belka beginging we're bound to wind up fighting some super skilled mercenary." I clutched my flight stick at the thought.

"You're such a worry wort, I can't believe your the daughter of Solo Wing Pixy." I felt like I wanted to smack her, but I had to focus on flying. "You probably wouldn't live through a dogfight."

"Listen here, just because I don't get hyped from the thought of a fight like you, dosen't mean I'm not a good pilot." I kicked on the afterburners and sped past her.

"Touchy much...do you wanna go home...go be Daddy's little girl."

That was it, I had heard enough. I turned sharply and began to head back towards her. We were going about 1,900 at and altitude of 2,348 feet off the ground. I was on an even course, going head on towards her plane. "First one to roll out buys the after-flight-Cokes." I felt a grin spreading across my face, Omen hated the idea of head on collisions.

"I'm buying!" She yelled and rolled out.

"Whimp." I said shortly. We flew deeper into the airspace, and I began to calm down.

"You ready to head back, it's getting dark and I'm hungry?" I knew better than to mess with a hungry Omen.

"Yeah lets head back." I turned my fighter around and set a steady course for home.

It was quiet, and we were almost to Directuis when a squad of four fighters came up behind us. "Yo...Omen...we got company."

"So I've noticed. Let me do the talking." My mind told me to speed my way out of there, but I stayed on course, letting Omen work her magic. "Omen to fighters, Omen to fighters, do you hear me, over?" She stared at her flight stick waiting for an answer.

"Gelb Team to Omen, we hear you just fine." The pilot was a guy, and his voice was dripping with venom. "What squad to do belong to, over?"

"Uh...we are not members of a squad. We're the daughters of The Demon Lord and Solo Wing Pixy, over." I began to shiver as two of the fighter came up beside me.

"Pilot Two, identify yourself, over." The Gelb leader demanded.

"I'm Solo...Solo Pixy, Sir, over." My hands were shaking, I took a few deep breaths.

"Well, well, well, lets see how skilled these little brats are." The pilot beside me smiled an evil smile.

"Gelb Team...engage!" The leader yelled.

I kicked on my thruster and raced past them, as did Omen. "I'm never letting you do the talking ever again." I said as I tried to keep tabs on the Gelb fighters.

"I totally get that!" I heard the panic in her voice. "What the hell are we going to do!" She asked me.

I could see the Gelb team gaining on us, and it appeared we were going to have to fight. "If I die, you're the one whose going to give me eulogy."

"Can do. She was a great pilot who was stupid enough to turn back and fight four Gelb mercenarys. We honor her moronicness, and pray that she did not burn in hell."

"I like it, needs a tiny bit of work though." I turned my fighter to face the Gelb team. "This is Solo Pixy, over! You better be ready to burn in hell with your planes." I was no longer shaking, I was planning. Planning each take down. I kicked on the afterburners and jolted towards them, locking on to one of the planes.

"Oh look she wants to play with the big boys." The pilot laughed.

I felt my hand tighten around the flight stick, then I locked on to his plane then I fired two missels. I heard his laugh turn to a scream as his plane was engulfed in flames. I felt the urge to not stop there. "No way are you getting away that easily!" I yelled as I spirailed down after him. I shot his plane twice more and it desinigrated.

"Solo...back off...I got the other three on my tail!" Omen was frantic.

"I'm coming!" I yelled and pulled away, leaving the pilot to burn with his plane. "Hey! Gelb...do I look like a little girl now?!" I yelled, as a smile dawned her face.

"She took down Raphale...you little bitch!" I smiled at the compliment.

"What the hell is wrong with you?! You shot down a plane?!" I heard Omen yell as she whipped around to attack one of the Gelb members.

"We've gotta protect ourselves, no turning back now!" I yelled back.

"Take her out! We're going to avenge Raphale!" The leader turned and spead after me. We were in a head-to-head position, neither one of us flinching.

"First one to roll out dies!" I yelled. "You better say a quick prayer for your souls sake."

"I'm not afraid of you!" He yelled as he got closer.

We were only inches apart, to the point where I could see the sweat dripping of his face. He rolled out, just in time to avoid me. "Coward!" I yelled and took out his plane with a drop missel. I notice the other two retreating, but that wasn't how I was going to let end . "Come back here cowards!" I thrusted my flight stick to the left so hard I thought it might brake. I closed in on both of them and with a quick switch to my XAML, I took both of them out. As I saw both of their planes go up in flames, I breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay...Omen...we can go home." I said as I trailed slowly behind her. My mind wanted to shut down, the whole expierence of a dogfight made my brain hurt. I looked at my watch. "OH MY GOD...THAT ONLY TOOK ME LIKE TEN MINUTES!"

"For a first timer that's pretty good, though your father could do better." I jumped back alive at the sound of Ciphers voice. Straight cold busted...lovely. I thought.

"REGINA...YOUNG LADY...YOU ARE SO GROUNDED!" My father yelled.

"Dad, not now...I got a major headache...I feel like I'm going to pass out." I saw Cipher and my Dad surface up on both sides of me. They used their wings to hold me up.

"Just keep flying forward." My Dad told me.

"Got it" The words seemed to come out as a sigh.

"Hey...Pixy." Cipher whispered as I closed my eyes. "You got one hell of a mercenary on your hands." I never got to hear the rest, because I passed out.

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"So you see my friend that is how it all began, but the ending is but a speck on the horizion...the tail of these two aces is far from any other. The tail is a twisted road of destiny, sorrow, fear, betrail, and courage. As I said my friend this is a long tail, but tis the most worthy of telling."