Alright everyone, this is my second fan fiction story. This one is a parody of the video game Ace Combat Zero: The Belkan War. This one will talk about the characters Blake Bunny and Larry Hase, before they served in the American Continental War, so the Looney Tunes and Tiny Toon characters were either babies or not born yet as the war takes place in the year 1995. The fictional country in this story will be the Principality of Belka ( a nation from Strangereal. Now retconned in our real world.). Looney Tunes are owned by Warner Bros. and Ace Combat is owned by Namco-Bandai and Project Aces. Part of this chapter will be credited to JC the Wabbit. The fictional characters are mine though.
Chapter 1: Prologue.
It's the year 1981 and the 1980s was a time of great social, economic, and general change. But at the nightlife in the city of Acmetropolis in West Virginia, people were out on the streets, enjoying the nightlife: the movies, stores, clubs, and the theatres. Anyway…It's six in the morning. The sound of the alarm clock went off. The rabbit who was sleeping shifted over and turned it off. He was a rabbit with tan fur, with peach-colored fur cheeks, brown hair, and light green eyes. His name is Blake Bunny, son of William Bunny and twin brother of John Bunny. His mother died before John and himself starts high school. Anyway…Blake sat on the bed for a while. He groaned as he rubbed his eyes. He then stood up and stretched before making his way to the bathroom and into the shower. After the refreshing shower, he went to get prepared. It's the first day of school and Blake and John are entering their freshman year. Blake put on a pair of jeans, a white plain T-shirt and a black leather jacket before going to the kitchen to serve himself from breakfast.
"Morning John." Blake said.
"Morning." John said.
John is Blake's twin brother. Both are opposite in personality. John is stern and serious while Blake is much more friendly and outgoing but serious when it comes to school. Both ate their breakfast before gathering their belongings and walked their way to school. Blake is not looking forward to school. He didn't dislike school because of his lessons, but of his fellow classmates always stare at him and gossip about him. Blake is the most unpopular kid in school, and the awkward thing is that John is somewhat popular and have friends. Blake never have friends.
Blake and John arrived at the school campus and went their separate ways. Blake walked down the hallway, focused on his schedule card he received at freshman orientation. While walking, lots of students gave him a passing glance, but Blake doesn't care. He found the room just in time. He went inside and found an empty seat in the middle of the classroom. The kids were rowdy; sitting on desks, jabbering, and throwing paper airplanes. While waiting, Blake gets hit by paper planes, spit balls, and paper balls.
"This is going to be a long day." Blake muttered.
Then a group of jocks, along with their cheerleader girlfriends, approached him.
"Well, well, look who we have here. If it's air force nerd." the leader of the group said. He is a rabbit twice as big than Blake. He had white fur, shiny red hair, and emerald green eyes. His build was very muscular.
"I don't want any trouble, Wade." Blake said.
"Get this straight nerd, this is gonna be mine best year and your worst. You will always be an ostentatious fool. And just because you're a better student doesn't make you a better person than me. And who cares about your interest in Air Force stuff. So just stay out of my way." Wade said.
"Like if I care." Blake said.
Wade and the others snickered. They started to mock Blake. They poked and pushed him. Blake then pushed one of them back, making him almost fall.
"Oh, this boy think he's got moves?" Wade said. "Go ahead, I'll let you take the first punch."
Blake didn't fought back. Lucky for him, the teacher arrived.
"Weakling." Wade said before finding his seat.
The rest of the day was horrible for Blake. When the school day was over, he was relieved. Blake was walking home. John had to go to work. Blake then got a sudden chill down his spine, he turned around but no one was there, so he quickened his pace. But after he turned of the corner, he felt a shove from his side that pushed him into an alley. He was ambushed by Wade and his group, or Blake's local bullies. Blake fell and skidded onto the ground. Blake then picked himself up, all covered in dirt and soaked by the puddle he fell into, and looked at his attackers, who laughed at Blake's sudden misfortune. Blake wasn't scared since he wants to become a fighter pilot for the USAF. He stood tall and ready to fight. He knew he couldn't possibly win with the size and numbers advantage on Wade's side, even if he used his martial arts skills that William taught him, but William always taught him to stand up for himself and never back down, especially if he wants to join the USAF. And that's just what he did. He knew this would hurt, but if he did some damage in return, he could be proud. But before any punches could be thrown, a sort of miracle happened.
A bolt of lighting struck the dumpster near Blake and his would-be attackers, setting the materials inside on fire. Seeing the flames, the bullies panicked and ran away, but Blake remained watching the flickering flames. The fire saved him and he knew it, but he was still intrigued by it. Here was something that turned a certain ugly situation into a heroic rescue. It protected him. Blake then heard the sound of thunder, that grew louder and louder. He looked up and saw two F-15C fighter jets flying above him. It reminded him of a certain ace pilot that William knew during World War Two and Milton's war stories.
He was told about the first anthropomorphic rabbit ace pilot by the name of Colonel Happy Bunny Rabbit, who was known by his callsign Scarface 1 and his nickname 'The Phoenix'. He seen footage of his combat flying and he was fascinated by it. He was also told that the soldiers on the battlefield were fighting to protect William and his neighbors, friends, family, and country from harm. And seeing those fighters fly above him and the fire, this made Blake think about himself. He had zero friends and wasn't good at much. He knew he was good at fighting since this wasn't his first meeting with bullies, and he knew that some certain people were being terrorized. This made him wanting to join the USAF stronger. He decided that not only to join the USAF to be the best fighter pilot he could, but protect everyone he could, like the fighter aircraft and the flames that protected him. That he could only fight so that others wouldn't have to suffer, or fear, or be victimized. And he kept that promise.
In the first nine weeks of school, he protected his fellow classmates from bullies and jerks. This helped earn Blake some respect among his classmates. In the second nine weeks, he moved up to bigger things. Now he was protecting the regular people of town from thieves, carjackers, and usual teenage punks who caused trouble wherever he saw it. From possible robberies, petty thievery, etc, Blake was there to right those wrongs and kick some butt. Throughout the rest of his school year, he was earning a reputation across the entire town of being a sort of vigilante. He received more respect from his classmates, including John and his girlfriend Monica Conejita, other people in town, and the Acmetropolis Police Department, but he still kept that emotionless face. Inside, he felt a little happier and a little more open. He started communicating with others more often and formed relationships with others in town and school, like his teachers, the mailman, and the Pastor of the Church he goes to. The year went easy for Blake, but he still felt like aloner, and remained to himself most of the time.
Over the next four years of his life, only two things made Blake calm. One was his guitar that he practiced and played for many hours a week, and became pretty good at it. The second was the Church that he visited every Sunday afterwards. There, he could be seen in silent prayer, eyes closed, hands folded, deep in thought. In his prayers, he prayed to be strong and to protect all. A prayer God always heard.