DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PACIFIC RIM. ONLY MY OC'S BELONG TO ME.
"Be careful with my Gipsy you two," I teased with a sarcastic grin. Yancy smiled, patting me on the head, "Will do, kiddo." I rolled my eyes and playfully batted away his hand, "I'm not a kid anymore, Yance!" Raleigh laughed, "Sorry D. He's an old man set in his ways."
Yancy glared at him, "Thanks, bro."
"Any time, Yance. Any time."
I laughed. I had grown up with the Becket brothers. Even now at only the age of 16 I followed them to the Shatterdome in Anchorage. The PPDC found my knack for robotics helpful with the maintenance and upkeep of Gipsy Danger. I took pride in the Jaeger and I remember the day that Raleigh first showed her to me. Of course Marshall Pentecost was reluctant at first because of my age, but after passing all of the assessments to become part of the tech crew for Gipsy Danger he overlooked that minor detail.
And now as I watch the techs fasten the spinal clamps to Yancy and Raleighs' drivesuits the butterflies began to kick in. Naturally I worried when they responded to a Kaiju Alert. So many Rangers before them have died because of the Kaiju, but I know they wouldn't have it any other way. As the relay gel in their helmets faded away I gave a sheepish grin, "Good luck, guys." I raised my arm and fist bumpped both of them as they passed. And then they were gone.
I sighed, and headed for the coffee room. I would be a while until they returned. I glanced at my watch and small digital display read 2:24 am. I groaned, rubbing my eyes. When I reached the coffee room I slumped into a chair and laid my head on a table and feel asleep.
"Denali. Wake up." My eyes fluttered as I groggily shook my head. I followed the hand on my shoulder to find Marshal Pentecost standing beside me. "It's late, you should go home." I glanced around. "What time is it?" The clock on the side of the wall read 6:13 am.
"Where's Yancy and Raleigh? Surely they're back by now." I asked looking to the Marshall for an answer. He remained silent and averted his eyes away from mine. My stomach sank, "Marshall, sir. Are they alright? Did something happen?!" I rose to my feet, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Yancy is dead. Ripped from the Conn-Pod." The Marshall finally replied, his eyes glazed with sorrow, but his posture was still tall and strong. I felt my knees weaken, "Wh..what about, Raleigh?! Is Raleigh alive?!"
"We lost Gipsy's Signal."
I fell back into my seat, my jaw hanging in disbelief.
"Go home, Miss Denali. I will let you know if anything else arises." Marshall Pentecost said evenly and then exited the room.
In a mix state of shock and disbelief, I stumbled out to my truck. I pulled on my jacket as snow fell peacefully around me. I started the engine and pulled onto the highway and headed for home. I drove along the bluffs that overlooked Cook Inlet. The thought that out there somewhere, that Yancy and Raleigh were dead. My eyes drifted back to the road. A small boy jumped in my way, waving his arms frantically. I slammed on my brakes and he jumped out of the way before running up to my window.
"Geez, kid be careful." I scolded.
"My dad needs help! One of those giant robot things came walking out the inlet and fell of the beach and this guy climbed out of it!" He said quickly.
My heart skipped a beat. Raleigh. "Get in! Show me where it's at!" I unlocked the door and the kid jumped in and pointed in the direction of the ramp from the bluffs to the beach. The tires of my truck dug into the sand and snow on the beach as I nearly floor the accelerator. Through the hazy mist of the snow the giant silhouette of Gipsy Danger came into view. "Oh my god." I breathed. There lying on the ground was Raleigh in his torn and tattered Drivesuit. I stopped the truck and fumbled out of the seat and ran as fast as I could. "Raleigh!" The man beside him quickly moved as I slid to a stop on my knees beside him. "Oh my god, Raleigh!" I pulled his helmet from his head tossing it aside. "Raleigh! Come on, stay with me!" His left shoulder was shredded and blood stained his Battle Armor. I dug for my cell phone in my pocket and quickly hit speed dial for the Shatterdome.
"Denali, you know this line is for emergencies, right?" Tendo answered.
"Tendo! Raleigh somehow managed to pilot Gipsy to shore. Send a medical crew to my location! We're on the beach, please hurry!" I cried, the phone slipping from my hands.
"Raleigh, please, stay with me!" I plead gently taking his face in my hands.
His lips trembled as he quietly murmured, "Yance….Yance….Yancy." His body twitched and jerked.
"Shhh…It's okay Raleigh. I'm here, it's okay." My sobs continued.
"What's wrong with him?" The man behind me asked with concern.
"He's having a mental seizure from piloting the Jaeger alone." I repliedthrough sniffles, "The neutral overload is too much for one pilot. I'm amazed he was able to bring Gipsy back on his own."
"Is there anything we can do?" The man asked peaking from behind her.
"Can't risk moving him to remove the Drivesuit, we have to wait for the medical crew." I replied. I gently took Raleigh's hand in mine and even his hands were spasming, twitching and contracting in mine.
"Come on, Raleigh, hang on. Breathe!" I plead, tears rolling down my face, "You can't leave me too! You can't leave your little sis. Raleigh!"
The pounding of helicopter blades became stronger and as I looked up, the strong down draft from the chopper battered my face. The chopper touched down gently on the sand and snow and the door on the side of the helicopter slid open and the medical crew leap out, medical gear and stretcher in hand. They shoved me out of the way, Raleigh's hand slipping out of mine, "Raleigh!"
I almost lunged forward to grab his hand again but a pair of hands caught me. "Let them do their job, Denali."
"Marshall?!" I whipped my head around. His face had the same stern look on it that it always had. "H-he brought Gipsy back. On his own, I didn't think it was possible." I mumbled.
"He is now one of the only two to have ever done it." Marshall replied evenly.
"Who was the other?" I asked. He didn't answer me, "Come." Was all he said. The medics had Raleigh strapped to the stretcher and were rushing him back to the chopper. It was then that the realization hit me that Yancy was gone.
"Yancy…" My tears continued. If I would have known it would be his last mission I would have said so much. How much I loved having both of them in my life and how they had looked out for me and cared for me, but now. Marshall wrapped his arm around my shoulders, "Shhh…let it out." He whispered. With the Marshall's arm around me, we climbed into the chopper.
Author's Note: Just came to me. Lol I LOVE Pacific Rim so just a little drabble I guess. I might do a couple more chapters. The next when Denali meets Mako for the Gipsy rebuild, and the last being the end of the movie. Reviews are appreciated!