Prologue
On these dark turbulent seas, plumes of water rise near a lone figure speed over the water. The fleeing MS soldier covered with burns, holes, smoke and missing pieces that were blown off his grey armor, desperately trying to escape from the demons that were chasing him called the abbysals ,that according to his on board database were strange entities that dominated the pacific ocean and other neighboring seas and were responsible for cutting off supply routes between Asia and the America's, by air or by sea.
Now after encountering a fleet of these monsters, he fought back with everything he had until he lost all power to his PSA and his beam rifle. Now he was zigzagging and firing his vulcan's at anything that came close, and he made a glance behind him to see a figure covered in an evil red aura, a Ru-class according to his database, aiming her large rifles at him then firing.
Quickly reacting the soldier lifts his shield in front of him and bracing for the impact. Unfortunately the AP rounds were stronger than he expected that after several impacts the shield was destroyed and the following explosion throws him into the water. Now after losing his last defensive asset, the Aile pack's thrusters shut down from all the abuse and strain.
Bleeding, broken and barely floating, he looks up to see the same battleship pointing her guns down at him ,right between his eyes, and he notices the rest of her fleet surrounding him. Knowing there was no escape from this, he decides to pull out the flare gun as his last shot while smirking at the dark lady, he wasn't afraid of death anyway. He was about to pull the trigger but then he heard a sound of a bomb dropping and the next thing he knows half of the dreadnought was gone in smoking mess.
He heard then the sound of aircraft, different from the ones that attacked him earlier, and saw them attacking the enemy fleet. Now the surviving abyssals flee from this new force and knowing these were allied forces he fired the flare in his right hand.
After firing the flare, he tried to get up from the water thanks to his MSA, but he was so injured and tired that he could barely stand. He looked up to see the sky clear up and weakly chuckled at the sight before he fell back. All he could feel now was somebody catching him and calling for help and he couldn't help but notice how sweet and soothing the voice was and before he lost consciousness he sees beautiful white strands.
A/N This is my very first fanfic so expect a lot of errors here and there so please be patient with me and i appreciate tips and reviews Thank You