Hello Everyone! As it says in the summary, this is my first FanFiction Story! I hope you all enjoy, and I will be sure to read every review that comes my way and I will do my best to reply to as many as I can. If there is ever any errors in the lore of Titanfall or even any spelling errors that I didn't catch, Please let me know! Once again, I hope you all enjoy my first story.

Chapter 1

"The Bet"

"Hey, Volt!" Storm said, startling the Titan Engineer.

"Agh, Storm!" Volt quickly spun around, showing Storm the tools he had in his hands. "How many times have I told you not to bother me when I'm working?"

Storm scratched his head. "Umm, about maybe uh, eighty-nine to ninety times in the past, er, two months?"

"Exactly." He turned back to his work. "As you can see, building a Vanguard-Class Titan is MUCH harder than the idea had sounded at the time." Volt said, calming down from his mini heart-attack.

Storm looked up at the unfinished Titan chassis hanging above them. "Yeah, yeah, sorry and all that," Storm said, not really listening. "This is important."

Volt turned back around and stared at Storm with a look of disbelief. "Why is THIS one so much more 'important' than the other thirty times you've said that?"

Storm chuckled. "I know, I get it." His face turned serious. "But seriously, this time, I'm seriously serious about being serious."

"You said 'serious' way too many times in that one sentence alone." Volt said, slamming his non-robotic hand to his forehead.

"Hey guys," A voice behind Volt called. "What'cha talkin' about?"

"Hey Rebel," Storm said. "I was just gonna tell Volt over here about how I have just won the bet from five years ago! Ha!" He yelled, pointing a finger in Volt's face. He held up his shiny, brand-new Helmet.

"No way," Volt grabbed the Pilot's Helmet in disbelief. "You just paid-off a Pilot to let you borrow his Helmet for moment, right?"

"As much as that's something I would definitely do, you are sadly mistaken." Storm said happily, taking back his Helmet and holding up his Pilot Certification.

"Uh, Volt? What exactly did you bet on with Storm? You know how Storm is when winning a bet is on the line." Rebel whispered to Volt.

"Uh, w-well," He stammered, racking his brain for the details.

"I bet him, that I'd become a Pilot in the next ten years, in exchange for either ten-thousand credits, if he got that job in the whole accounting business, or that he'd help me build my own Titan, as long as he became an Engineer." Storm explained, with a wide grin on his face.

"Volt, tell me that you didn't." Rebel asked Volt, bringing a hand up to the top of his head, rummaging around in his hair.

"I did." He hung his head down. "Which means, the Titan that I had been working on here, once it's finished, will become yours, Storm."

"Why were you even working on this Titan anyways?" Storm asked, looking up at the Vanguard-Class Titan Chassis hanging above them once more. "You anticipating my awesomeness or something?"

"Eh, I was just working on this in my spare time. It was just a little project I've wanted to do, and I've been working on this for quite a while. I've actually been able to get the armor plates finished and ready to place on the chassis. The exoskeleton is finished and already in place, as well as the weapons attached, obviously unloaded, but still properly tested in the proper environment." Picking up the item that he was working on before Storm had stormed in. "All that's really left to do is to finish the head and the Artificial Intellige-" He was cut-off by an explosion rocking the facility, causing the lights to flicker.

"Looks like you'll have to continue your lectures later." Storm said, slapping on his Helmet, strapping it in place. A somewhat more robotic sounding Storm spoke afterwards. "Emergency in the Reactor Core," Storm read aloud to the other two in the room. "All units, report to meeting hall, blah blah blah, Pilots, report to briefing room, outside the bunker. If you have civilians, take them along with you. Do not explain what's happening, just tell them to follow you. Do not read this out loud, Storm. Seriously, don't do it."

"I've got a strange feeling that you weren't supposed to read that out loud." Rebel said, staring at Storm.

"Too late now." Storm retorted. "Come on. You both count as civilians, so follow me. Volt, secure the Titan chassis. I don't want that getting destroyed before I even get to test it." He pulled out his R-201, hearing the audible click of the safety turning off.

"What was that sound? Asked Rebel, looking around at the flickering lights suspiciously.

"Looks like they're authorizing the use of or weapons, Pilots only." He pulled out the magazine to make sure it was loaded. "No Titans in case of nuclear detonation." He stopped and looked at the horrified expressions on his best friends' faces. "I really need to stop reading this out loud." They both nodded vigorously. "Let's go." Storm said.

Volt pressed a button on the console next to them, securing the Titan Chassis in place. The trio headed off down the corridor Storm had come through, Storm leading.