Damned Kid
Written by: MyLoyalGuardian
Dark Ace
I could read the little brat's face. His eyes shook as he looked up towards me.
As if falling out of the sky into the Wastelands wasn't enough, I had to land here with him. And to think I was worried about him catching up to me...
Remind me never to cross paths with that navigator of his again. That blast gave me a excruciatingly painful headache... and the rest of me seems to agree....
The Sky Knight here seems to feel the same way. Through his overly confident, fear-stricken expression, I could see there was an unbearable pain rising through the surface.
Good.
Maybe I hit him on the way down...
"Don't bother with your radio, Aerrow," the grin reached past my eyes, "Communication down here is useless. You should know that by now..."
He put on such a tough front. His smile said he knew how to take care of every situation they could ever face, but his eyes said different. It's not such a great idea to let your enemies know your weaknesses, and I could read this kid like a book.
"I don't need to radio them. My team will look for me," he winced, struggling to straighten his spine.
He was so confident that his little teenage book club was actually going to come and save him. I wonder what he would do if there was a time they couldn't come to his rescue...
Ought to bring his perfect little world down a few notches.
I resisted the urge to draw my blade. I wasn't the only one who had to figure out how to get out of this damned place. "You know that skittish Merb wont go near this place, and any of the others aren't skilled enough to land in a place like this," my features quickly dropped to a frown.
His eyes flickered towards me, "You don't know them."
"If you're supposed to be their chosen leader, I can only assume what little the rest are capable of."
His knuckles were pure white.
"I pay a lot more attention to things than you could imagine," my smile reappeared, "You should see how that Piper girl looks at you when your back's turned. Would be a shame if you didn't make it back. I wondered how long it would be before I could tear that poor excuse for a squadron to shreds..."
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Word count: 400
I had a little trouble writing Dark Ace, because 'Ace' in my story is supposed to be sweet and kind...
I feel giddy now. I haven't been evil in quite some time.
Wonder how in-character I'll stay...