Sup people this is my first fanfic, so expect a few mistakes. I know that some people might hate me for this, but I decided that I should make a fanfic in which five warlocks that lived in a world without the Neuroi got sent to the Strike Witches timeline. I know that there are not a lot of guys with magical powers, but I'll improvise.
Oh and I don't own Strike Witches,anything related, or the F-35B Lightning II. Without further ado, on with the story!
Chapter 1: What the heck happened, and what the heck is that?
It was a new day in an air force base at a classified location in Florida. Here, a group of five warlocks are testing F-35B strikers with STOVL capabilities. These strikers were intended for witches, but the scientists soon found out that their magical output was too much for the STOVL's to handle. So they decided to use the next best thing: warlocks.
The scientist found out that only a select few have enough magical output to use the STOVL strikers. They were put through rigorous training and striker simulations. Out of 20 candidates, 5 are left to test the actual prototypes. When they finish the testing, they will become the warlock strike team Misfit.
"Alright guys, hope you're ready to test these," said 18 year old Joseph Daniel AKA Misfit 1 and the leader of the group. He is laid back, but when push comes to shove, he gets serious. He looked at his squad mates. 17 year old David Takeda or Misfit 2 is his second in command and the brains of the squad. 16 year old Alan Vasquez or Misfit 3 is the squad's resident marksman and a people person. 14 year old Nicholas Fisher or Misfit 4 is the youngest of the team, he is silent but a good person to talk to. Lastly, 16 year old Stephen Lawson or Misfit 5 is the squad's explosive expert and joker.
"Don't worry Jay we'll be alright" said David as he got onto his striker. Everyone else also got onto their strikers and waited for their cue to move. Well, that and Alan and Stephen won't stop talking.
"Yeah and I was like, 'dude that's not cool' and all that stuff," said Stephen in his conversation with Alan, "and after that they were all like daamm"
"Yeah I know the feeling too," said Alan, "I mean what kind of guy do stuff like that?"
'Will those guys ever shut up?' Nicholas thought as he prepared his strikers to launch 'I mean what the heck are they talking about anyway?' Nicolas, we will never know.
"Alright boys," said a scientist, "The first test is to take off vertically. Joseph, you are the first one to go."
"Yes sir," said Joseph, though in his mind he said 'please work'. He fired up his striker's engines. Everyone could hear a loud hum around the testing area. Then, all of a sudden, Joseph started to hover. "So, what to do know?" asked Joseph.
"Go up higher until you reached flying distance," said the scientist. Joseph complied and went up higher. When Joseph saw 20,000ft in his heads up display (They're wearing advanced helmets with HUD's), he switch to fly mode, and rocketed across the sky. On the ground, everyone heard a sonic boom as they watch Joseph switch to fly mode. Everyone was in awe as they saw Joseph do spins, twists and other tricks so naturally, guess that's why he was chosen as the leader.
"Forget being in order!" shouted Stephen, "I'm flying next!" As he said that, he fired up his strikers and took off.
"I second that!" shouted Alan as he, David, and Nicholas did the same.
"I guess the strikers work huh Dr. Adams," said Dr. Harrison in awe by said man's work, "I guess we should test the landing."
"Yes we should," said Dr. Adams, "Although, I doubt that they will be mass produced."
"Yes I know, each unit costs a lot of money to make," said Harrison, "There are too few warlocks and even fewer with enough magic to actually fly the F-35B." He sighed and said, "I'm just happy that they work." He went to a communication system and said "Alright boys, time to land we need those for your exercises."
"Ah c'mon doc just a few more minutes," begged Stephen. He even went as far as making puppy whines, making everyone do a sweatdrop.
"Now means now Pilot Officer," said Harrison, annoyance in his voice and a tick mark on his forehead.
"I'll go and tell guys from Lockheed Martin the results and the situation," said Dr. Adams, "I'm sure they'll understand."
"Alright Dr. Adams, good-bye for now," Harrison said as Dr. Adams walked out of the room to tell Lockheed Martin the news.
"Fine," Stephen said feeling defeated. As they all landed and got out of their strikers, Harrison approached them.
"Nice Job boys." Harrison said applauding them, "Even though the finished product won't come out until a few weeks, we will use those few weeks to train you guys and use the training data to modify the strikers to your needs. We will also use this data to help you choose your armament. Now, dismissed."
"Sir," Joseph, David, and Nicholas said, while Alan said "Gotcha boss."
Stephen however, said, "Whatever old man." As soon as he said that, Harrison got a tick mark on his and started shaking.
Joseph, realizing danger, said, "Uh oh," and pulled everyone except Stephen back. Stephen because he's 'gonna' get it.
On cue, everyone in the base heard a bam, a very loud, girlish (and MANLY) scream, and Harrison screaming, "I'M NOT AN OLD MAN! I'M 30 YEARS FREAKIN' OLD! 30! THAT'S NOT OLD!" Everyone felt pity for the person that called Dr. Kevin Harrison an old man.
A few weeks has passed and the striker training the guys took is finally over. They ran around the base 10 times for 3 sets (which is actually 3 miles each lap), do the same thing in their F-35's, Dogfight against each other with dummy bullets, do the same thing in teams of 3 vs. 2, taking down targets while flying, do the same thing but the targets are shooting back, martial arts training, marksman training, situations, flyby's, firing missiles, and etc.
The training data is sent, assessed, and used to modify the strikers to the users needs. Joseph's striker is armed with 'witchsize' Sidewinders, AMRAAM's, Sparrows, and, unexpectedly, Phoenix air-to-air missiles even though its a retired missile. 'Witchsized', or WS, is a smaller version of the missile meant for witches, or in this case warlocks; however, they do deal the same damage as the original. His striker is modified to go fast and makes it easier for him to move around. David's striker is armed with 'WS' Sidewinders and Mavericks. His striker is modified to make it easier for him to hack an enemy system. Alan's striker is armed with 'WS' Phoenix Air-to-air missiles, Maverick and Hellfire Air-to-surface missile. His striker is modified to carry more bullets for his sniper rifle. Nicholas' striker is armed with Sparrow air-to-air missiles and a 'WS' 20mm chain gun. Since F-35's are invisible to radar, his striker is modified to be visibly invisible. Stephen's striker is armed with 'WS' Sidewinders, Hellfire Air-to-surface missiles, and smart bombs. His striker is modified to be armed with 'WS' missile pods armed with Hydra unguided rockets, usually used by attack helicopter witches.
Everyone is in the war room for the briefing of their fourth operation since the final product was finished, which was two months after their training has finished. "Alright boys," said Harrison, "This operation is to investigate the disappearances of some of our planes in this area." As he said this, he pointed a spot in the map. That spot is in between Florida, Peurto Rico, and Bermuda.
"The Bermuda Triangle, really?" asked Stephen, "What's next, were gonna look for Bigfoot?" He and Alan laughed at the remark.
"Enough guys," ordered Joseph. They still laughed. "I said, enough guys," Joseph said again. This time though, he was smiling but if you look at him, you could see a dark aura coming out of him. As soon as Alan and Stephen looked at him, they both stopped. Afraid of what he's going to do to you if you do not follow his order.
"Alright, as I said," said Harrison and on with the briefing. To summarize, at 1000 hours in 2 days, Misfit team will investigate the disappearances of civilian and military personnel in the Bermuda Triangle. Little did they know that they will be in a ride of their lives.
(Two days later)
"Alright Misfit listen up," said Joseph as everyone huddled around him, "This is your fourth op and it will be in the Bermuda Triangle, so what I want you to do is to call your friends and family because we might as well be MIA after this." He was armed with a minigun, a M4A1 as a secondary, and a ceremonial cavalry saber that he seems to carry all the time.
"Already did!" shouted Stephen, "I did it yesterday! I brought my cell phone, iPod, and their rechargers!" He was armed with an X306 Auto Grenade Launcher, an AA12 modified with a collapsible stock and uses 12 gauge shells and Frag-12 HE shells, and a SMAW
"Ok, like what Stephen did," said Joseph impressed at how Stephen is ready.
"C'mon Jay," said David, "You don't possibly believe this do you?" He was armed with an X312 .50 cal machine gun, a M4A1, and a Five-Seven with an extended magazine and a silencer.
"Hn," grunted Nicholas, "We won't know what were up against so at least be ready for everything." He was armed with 2 silenced M240L LMG's, His customized rifle with a built in silencer called the SAR, and his Kukrii knife.
"C'mon Nick you too?" asked David, Nicholas nodded. "*sigh* I guess I'll be ready too." He said in defeat.
Alan being optimistic says, "C'mon guys! It won't be that bad!" He was armed with a M107 .50 cal semi-automatic sniper rifle with a prototype scope that could change between normal, night-vision, and thermal sights and loaded with armor piercing bullets, an M16 with ACOG scope, and 2 Five-Sevens with bayonet.
Everyone looked up and sweat dropped. Thirty minutes later, the guys prepared to launch. Joseph and Stephen will use the runway while David, Nicholas, and Alan will take off vertically.
"Alright last minute checks," said Joseph as he checked everything, "Okay, here we go! Joseph Daniel, Misfit 1, taking off!"
"David Takeda, Misfit 2, launching!" said David as he launched.
"Alan Vasquez, Misfit 3, picking off targets!" said Alan as he launched.
"Nicholas Fisher, Misfit 4, sneaking in." said Nicholas as he launched.
"Stephen Lawson, Misfit 5, blowing stuff up!" said as he rocketed to the sky with the rest of the team.
The sky was clear and quiet over the triangle.
"I can't believe we are sent here to investigate disappearances over the triangle!"
Well somewhat quiet.
"I mean why us, can't it be just some other guys?"
Okay, never quiet.
"Stephen calm down it's just a myth," said David trying to keep Stephen calm.
"Just a myth? Just a myth?" Stephen asked David, and then scoffed, "Well explain to me what happened to Flight 13 and The USS Cyclops?"
"Flight 13 crashed somewhere here and the Cyclops sunk because of sea bubbles. We can't find them with all the mess and everyone is scared to go there," David explained, "So, it's a myth."
"No it's not!" argued Stephen.
"Yes it is!" David argued back.
"No it's not!"
"Yes it is!"
"No it's not!"
"Yes it is!"
As the two argued and the rest watched, they didn't realize that they went into a storm cloud with a spinning hole in the middle, until they left and it's clear as day. Alan was the only one that noticed.
"Um Boss?" asked Alan, referring to Joseph. Joseph looked at Alan with a questioning look.
"Yeah, AV?" asked Joseph.
"You do know that we just went through a storm cloud's spinning tunnel right?" Alan asked.
"We did?" Joseph asked and half asked and half answered, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't want to interrupt Stephen and David's argument, "Alan said shrugging, "and besides you guys were so into it that.."
He was cut off because during Stephen and David's argument, Stephen saw a large, black, stingray looking figure with red in some spots coming at them. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" he screamed pointing at said object.
"I don't know," Joseph said slightly concerned, "Whatever that is, it doesn't look friendly, and certainly not a US Experiment, get ready just in case." As soon as he said that, the figure's red spots started to light up. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that it's charging for an attack. Joseph noticed this, and his eyes widened. "Phalanx formation! Shields up! Shields up!" ordered Joseph as he raised his shield gauntlet that acts as a magic shield magnifier. It also activates automatically when the user is about to get hit by a projectile, or in this case, a laser beam. Everyone went into the Phalanx formation consisting of Alan, Joseph, and Stephen in the front and David and Nicholas in the second line. Alan, Joseph, Stephen activated their shields facing forward, while David raised his shield in between Alan and Joseph's head in an angled position and Nicholas did the same only in between Joseph and Stephen. Their shields look like any other shields you see a witch use except that it's red and it has a fearsome picture of the user's familiar in the center. Joseph's familiar is a mountain lion, David's familiar is a fox, Alan's familiar is an eagle, Nicholas' familiar is a wolf, and Stephen's familiar is a hyena.
The figure fired its laser beams and hit the guys' shields. They were moved back a bit, but the shields held. "AV, stay back and shoot anything that looks important, the rest of you follow me," ordered Joseph as he tested his minigun's spin and rocketed off. "Save your missiles, we don't know if there are more of these," he told the others. The others nodded, cocked their weapons, and followed Joseph. Alan stayed behind and aimed his M107 at the figure waiting to shoot anything important to it.
As the guys, minus Alan, flew toward the figure, it fired its beams again. They blocked/dodged it and kept on flying. When they reached it, Joseph flew above it, spinning his minigun and unleashed A LOT of lead onto the figure's back. The figure fired back with a few beams, but Joseph spinned and flipped to dodged most of them, blocked what he couldn't dodge, and continued shooting his minigun after that. As that happened Nicholas went bellow and started hitting with his M240's. Right after that, David flew straight at it and fired his .50 cal. The figure fired a laser at him, but he spinned to dodge it and continued firing. Stephen flew to its left, fired his SMAW, and fired a barrage from his auto grenade launcher, or AGL, and took a big chunk off of its left wing.
"Yeah, take that ya stingray lookin B2 wannabe with lasers!" Stephen shouted at the B2 wannabe. As soon as he said that, a white light started to light up where the part he shot was torn off. When the light faded, the part that he shot came back and looked like it hadn't been touched. "Oh, come on!" he groaned, "I call HAX!"
"Hm," David hummed while he's shooting, "it seems to have regenerative abilities."
"Yeah, we know that Sherlock!" Stephen screamed as he shoots volley after volley of grenades and the occasional SMAW round here and there, "what's next, you gonna tell me it looks like a stingray looking B2 wannabe?"
"No, I'm saying that the thing probably has something important inside," David assessed as he reloaded his X312, "like a core of some sort."
"What do you suggest we do?" Asked Joseph, while he and Nicholas flew around it and shot an unbelievable amount of bullets.
"I say we should keep shooting at it until we destroy a part that could make the core visible," David told the team his plan, "then when that happens, aim at the core and fire at will."
"Good plan," Joseph commented, "Alright, you know the plan guys move out! Oh and AV, check your thermals, that could help us."
"Already on it boss!" Alan said through the com's as he was using the thermal mode on his scope, "I see a hot spot on the thick part of it tail. I'll mark the spot for you guys to see."
"Alright, you heard the man, shoot aim at the mark, go!" Joseph ordered.
"Payback time, you stingray B2 wannabe with lasers!" Stephen shouted at the B2 wannabe as he fired a volley from his AGL at the spot Alan marked severely damaging it. Adding insult to injury, David and Nicholas did multiple flyby's dodging and/or blocking beams coming their way. The attack that finally made the core visible was Joseph's minigun barrage showing a red sphere with pentagon faces.
Alan seeing this said, "Hm, that looks interesting." He lined up a shot and fired two armor-piercing shots from his rifle. His aim was true and the two rounds hit the core as it shatters, destroying the B2 wannabe. What were left were bright shards falling to the ground like snow.
"Hey, check it out," Stephen said regarding the falling shards, "It's like Christmas lights except they're falling and coming out of a just destroyed B2 wannabe."
"I second that," Nicholas finally said.
"Yeah," Joseph said looking at the lights, "It's kinda pretty, right Dave?"
"Yeah Jay," David said also looking at the lights. Suddenly, they got incoming transmission from Alan.
"What is it AV?" Joseph answered Alan's transmission.
"Boss, I got 8 witch-sized contacts approaching you guys at you're 7 O'clock" Alan informed him.
"K, thanks AV," Joseph said, and then turned to Misfit 2, 4, and 5, "Alright guys, we got contacts at your 7 O'clock, probably witches." Everyone turned around and saw 8 witches coming at them. They are the 501st Joint Fighter Wing, AKA the Strike Witches.
Alright, and this concludes the first chapter of my first fanfiction: MISFIT: The Going Back in Time. Once again, I hope you guys won't get mad at me for having five warlocks from a world without the Neuroi and going into the Strike Witches timeline.
R&R