Hello people! I am here to bring you another chapter of Titans and Angels! Gotta say, I am surprised by the amount of people who read the first chapter. I didn't expect to get the amount of views and feedback, especially since this is my first fic.

Anyways, before I begin, I will respond to two people that reviewed the first chapter:

New Universe Returns: Thanks, I'm glad you like it! There would be the possibility of the witches using Titans. However, it would be a difficult process for them. Even in the Titanfall universe, pilots on both sides have to be extremely skilled to use Titans in combat, let alone master them. But it would be the interesting twist to see our fellow 501st using titans to battle the neuroi. But, without spoiling later chapters, I'll leave that for later. We'll see ;)

Ornstein the Dragon Slayer: Thanks! I appreciate that you like it!

Now then, let's get going!

Chapter 2: Falling in (Part 2)

Luke's mind was racing. First a slip-space movement, now they were titan-falling into some other planet. He witnessed Samantha's Titan crash into a black hexagonal object. Then witness what appeared to be... flying girls? This day was getting weirder and weirder. Or maybe his mind was just hallucinating from the sudden circumstances. But the most important thing was to figure out what happened to Samantha. Her Titan must have suffered a great amount of damage when colliding into whatever that thing was. He saw it spark and smoke during their descend into the forest below. His attempts to contact her were met in dismay as there was no response.

Luke jumped out of his Titan, quickly inspecting the damage. So far, it was minor dents and scrapes. He quickly got his R-101 compact carbine and smart pistol from his gear inside the Titan along with any necessary ammo and tactical equipment. The forest was not that dense, but moving in the Titan would slow his efforts to rescue Samantha through all the trees. He decided to go on foot. He commanded his Atlas Titan to follow, and he ran towards the billowing smoke of Samantha's Titan. He could only hope that she was safe. He started his jump kit, and the tiny jet pack propelled him into the trees. He begun to parkour to Samantha's location in a hurry, jumping from tree to tree to get to her.

Erica and Trude began their descent towards the smoking object, cautiously approaching it with their guns raised. The two exited out of their strikers barefoot, aiming their MG-42's at the mysterious humanoid wreckage.

"Trude, go poke it."

Gertrude looked at her with a puzzled expression on her face.

"What?" Erica asked.

"Hartmann, that's the most absurd thing to do. Poke the mysterious and possibly dangerous object in front of us."

"Well... if you put it like that, then yeah."

Trude rolled her eyes, then proceeded to get closer to the wreckage with Erica in tow. They examined the object. It seemed humanoid, with feet and arms. But it looked robotic, seeing sparks from the object along with the clearly visible metal that it was made up of. Most intriguingly, it grasped what looked like a massive rifle.

"Woah..." Erica said in awe.

"Yeah..." Trude accompanied.

The smoke still billowed, and the two remained in place.

"Wish I brought some camera of sorts. This would look cool to have as a picture."

"This looks like something your sister would make."

"Ursula? Yeah... it kinda does..."

The two weren't unsure what to make of the thing in front of them. But unknown to them, they were being watched.

Luke watched from the tree branch at the two girls. He commanded his Titan to stay a bit back as he investigated the crash site. He observed the girls. He was surprised by three things. First, he saw them flying on some sort of leg propeller contraptions. Second, they carried what appeared to be machine guns. The one with pigtails and coat of sorts held two as if they were toys. The blond haired one held hers as if it were just a light rifle. And third (which intrigued and questioned him the most) was the fact that they weren't wearing any pants. That weirded him out the most. Seriously, no pants? What world did he crash into? It it wasn't for his helmet, he'd show some embarrassment at looking at the pants-less girls that could fly and wielded machine guns right in front of him.

Upon closer look, he noticed that they had animal ears and tails. This was getting even weirder. But what concerned him the most was that they could possibly hurt Sam. Those two would easily kill her, and he was wondering if that's what they intended. He needed to disarm them to prevent any fighting. There was no way he'd let them hurt his teammate.

Luke then cloaked himself, turning invisible. Only the trained pilot eye could detect the slight distortions that the pilot cloaking mechanism did to the surroundings. But to these two, they would never see him coming. He slung his R-101 on his back, holstered his smart pistol, and silently landed on the ground.

Erica and Trude continued to look at the machine, still sparking and smoking. The mechanical beast was massive, and looked like it weighted a ton.

"Okay, let's report to Minna our findings." Trude said to her wingman.

"Got it. They gotta see this. Betcha Shirley would freak out about this thing." Erica said with a smile.

Trude got in touch with Minna, with and audible crackle from the comm.

"Trude? Anything?" Minna's voice said from the radio with an audible crackle.

"Yeah. You wouldn't believe this. Send the entire squad over, they-"

Suddenly, Trude felt something yank her gun. Her eyes went wide in surprise when she saw what materialized in front of her. A person with an olive-tan patchy uniform appeared from thin air. The person looked military, having tan gloves, a vest, and combat boots. A ragged scarf was wrapped around his neck. Most noticeable was his helmet. It looked futuristic, with a visor of sorts. Something way out of league that any of the Karlsland scientists, even Ursula, could make. It's visor glowed blue. Erica watched in shock as the person gripped Trude's gun on the right and flung it away in a swift motion. Trude could only respond with this:

"What the hell?!"

Above in the skies, the witches heard Trude's statement over the comms, and could briefly hear commotion before the radio was silent. Everyone was silent for a few moments. Minna's eyes were wide with fear, then changed with anger in a split second.

"Everyone, let's go!" All the witches dived to the crash site at full speed.

On the ground, Trude saw her gun from her right hand flung away by the mystery figure in front of her. The figure then, in a swift motion, kicked Trude's left MG-42 out of her hand. It tumbled away from her. Erica charged at the mystery person at full speed. She tacked the person, but he braced for the impact, then swiftly flung her into the air. Erica flew a good three feet away with a thud, winced in pain.

"Hartmann!" Trude was angered to see her wingman and best friend flung around like that. She proceeded to punch the person, but he swiftly caught her off guard. He grabbed her right arm and threw her, landing next to Erica. The two got up, to face their attacker once more, but they saw an orange blur fly past them.

"Leave those two alone!" Shirley yelled. She tackled the person, which he braced. Shirley tried to punch him, but the person kicked her in the shins, catching her off balance. She was then elbowed in the face, and she fell to the ground with a cry of pain.

"Shirley!" Lucchini ran towards the attacker and tackled him. Eila tackled the attacker from behind as the two tried to wrestle him to the ground. But the man was resisting, and flung the two off of him.

Trude ran at the attacker. She called her familiar, and her ears and tail sprouted. She had a blue glow to her, much to the surprise of the mystery person. She then punched. The person braced for impact, trying to deflect and redirect the punch with is right hand. But the attacker didn't know the power Trude had. The impact flung him a good 20 feet away, next to the wreckage. He tumbled on the ground before swiftly landing on his feet again. He winced in pain, gripping his right arm. He appeared to have his right arm either sprained or downright broken. The girls were about to finish the fight when he pulled out a pistol, freezing everyone in their tracks.

Luke aimed his smart pistol at the group of witches. He put the safety off, and the smart pistol registered the five new targets. If he pulled the trigger, the pistol would auto aim, dropping all five in a matter of seconds. But he didn't really want to do it? Pull the trigger on some teenage girls? He'd rather not, but if anything risked the life of Sam, he wouldn't hesitate. But he heard the familiar sound of multiple gun safeties going to live.

"Stand down."

Luke looked up. Through his helmet, he can see six girls flying with their contraptions on their legs. All having animal ears and tails. All their guns aimed at him. He noticed that the red-headed girl was in command.

"Put the gun down, or else." Her voice was cold and sharp. Luke wondered whether his decision earlier was the right one, but there was no turning back. He signaled his Titan to come forward through the wireless transmitter.

The witches heard a 'thud' sound. They noticed the trees giving way. They either were intrigued or scared by what was approaching them. It was soon to turn into the former.

A massive robot came into view, toting what looked like a massive machine gun. The witches were all frozen in place as they saw the 22 foot machine stand to the right of the man. The witches on the ground slowly backed away a couple of feet, pale as can be.

Luke continued his aim at the girls on the ground, but still looked at the authoritative red-headed girl. She was wide-eyed by his Titan, but still didn't let up aim at him. He was in a trance, focused on who would make the first move. Who would fire first. He was soon brought out of his trance by the sound of sparks from Samantha's crashed Titan.

'Oh shit... Sam!'

Luke turned around and ran to Samantha's Titan that was collapsed on the ground. The witches took aim at him, but saw the giant machine responded with it's aim upon them, waiting for the order to fire. Luke went to the hatch of the crashed Titan, and pulled the emergency release. The witches were surprised to see their attacker pull out another person from the crashed machine. The other person was notably a female, but had the same uniform and helmet of the man. She was unconscious and seemed to be in a critical state. The man carried her in his arms, trying to assess her damage. Yoshika realized what happened and began to fly towards the man.

"Miyafuji! What are you doing!" Sakamoto yelled.

"This is all a misunderstanding! I might know what happened!" She said, continuing her descent towards the man.

"Miyafuji, stand down!" Minna ordered, her voice harsh and cold.

"Listen! He wasn't attacking! He was only defending his friend!" The other witches caught surprise by this.

"Miyafuji, he attacked me and Hartmann without warning! He's a threat!" Trude yelled.

"No, he thought you were going to hurt his friend. He must have seen you and Hartmann with your guns, and thought you were going to attack. So he took action to defend her."

Miyafuji looked at the man, carrying the wounded woman in his arms.

"Am I right?" She asked.

The man stood there for a minute, then gave a reluctant nod. Yoshika landed her striker and put down her gun. She showed her hands, showing there was no threat to him or the wounded lady, then slowly approached him. He was hesitant, and cautiously backed up. The giant machine turned to Yoshika and aimed its weapon. Yoshika stared, frozen with fright. The witches scrambled for their weapons, aiming them at the robot and the two people. But the man gave a negative nod to the machine, and the giant robot stopped aim and stood there. The witches, especially Yoshika, gave a sigh of relief. Yoshika continued to approach the man, her familiar's features still present and the same blue glow surrounding her. The man slowly put his friend down for Yoshika to examine. Her uniform was just like the man's, helmet and all. Yet, there was a blood stain streaking in the middle of her chest, and she had labored breaths. Yoshika realized she was in critical condition, having internal bleeding and some broken ribs.

Luke didn't care about his right arm. That was the least of his worries. All it mattered was that if this little girl can help Sam in some way. He didn't have the medical equipment or knowledge to do so. But he felt that this girl could do something. He slowly took off Samantha's helmet in order to see if there were any more problems with her condition.

Yoshika and the other witches saw the man remove the woman's helmet, her head laying on his lap. They were surprised in what they saw. The woman was fairly young, in her twenties. But what caught them off guard was that she looked almost like Barkhorn. The only difference was that she had shorter, brown hair tied into a ponytail. Blood trickled from her forehead, leaving a little streak on her face. Her breaths were painfully labored, struggling to catch air. Yoshika looked at the helmeted man. She wondered. They were human, just like them. But what they wore and operated spoke otherwise. She shrugged her head, knowing she must act.

Yoshika, much to Luke's surprise, held her hands over Sam. Yoshika's hands glowed blue, as she concentrated her healing abilities to save the young woman in front of her. Sam's bleeding immediately stopped. Bones began to mend. Muscle tissue fixed. Soon, Sam's face became more relaxed and her breath more relieved. Yoshika felt that the healing process was taking hours on her stamina, but in a matter of minutes Sam was fully healed. Yoshika gasped for breath, but looked at the man. He gave a nod of appreciation.

"Okay, your turn." Yoshika asked. Luke didn't know what the little girl meant till she started pointing at his right arm. He forgot it was damaged by that one girl's powerful punch.

"Let me look at your right arm."

Luke reluctantly let the little girl examine his arm. Suddenly, he saw her use those abilities again, and a rush of relief came to his right arm. It felt like a surge of morphine hit him, and the pain in his arm subsided. The little girl, gasping for air, looked at him with a smile.

"Okay, your arm is good to go!" She happily said. Luke tested his right arm and moved it. There was no pain.

"Thank you..." Yoshika heard the man silently whisper. It sounded like it came from a radio.

"Oh, um. No problem!"

The witches began to get closer, but still had their weapons in precaution. They looked at the wounded lady, then to the helmeted man, then to the giant robot with a massive machine gun. Where did these people come from?

Sam stirred, slowly opening her eyes. Luke and the witches were in surprise, and quickly surrounded the wounded woman. Sam opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Luke's helmet, visor glowing bright blue.

"L-Luke?" Luke immediately embraced Samantha, catching her (and the witches) off guard.

"You idiot... you scared me to death..." Luke barely whispered through his comms.

"Heh. Sorry Luke. I guess I owe you another one." She softly spoke. Luke looked at Sam, then gave a nod of disagreement. He then pointed behind her. Sam looked to see what he meant.

In front of Sam was eleven teenage girls, all having some uniforms. Or, half of a uniform. She noticed they all didn't wear any pants, which gave a questionable look upon Sam's face. She began to notice they all had guns. Machine guns. The looked heavy, but the girls in front of her held them with ease. One of them, a small girl with short, brown hair and a sailor uniform, approached her.

"Wait, she saved me?" Sam asked, which Luke gave a nod of approval.

"H-Hi. I'm Sergeant Yoshika Miyafuji. Pleased to meet you." Yoshika stuttered as she put her hand out. Sam was still surprised by the girl, but took her hand and shook it.

"I'm Sergeant Samantha Earlmann, Titan pilot. Militia." Sam smiled. She pointed to Luke.

"He's Sergeant Luke Akayami, Titanfall pilot. Militia. Thank's for your help. I'm in your debt."

"Pilot? Like, in planes?" Shirley asked.

"No, we control Titans." Sam was met with multiple confused looks by some of the girls. Luke got their attention, pointing at the mechanical giant wielding a heavy machine gun.

"Wait... that's a 'Titan'?" Sakamoto asked. Luke nodded in agreement. As a little test, he ran towards his Titan. To the surprise of the witches, he jumped up. The mechanical beast, in a swift motion, picked Luke up. The center of the Titan opened to reveal a cockpit of sorts, which the machine placed Luke inside. The hatch closed, and Luke was in full control of his Titan. On his monitor, he could see the surprised look of the witches, eyes wide open.

"Luke, everything is good in there?" Sam asked with her comms. The Titan gave a thumbs up before holding its massive 20mm machine gun.

"That... was so cool!" Shirley, Lucchini, and Erica said in unison. They were mesmerized by the weaponized mech, especially when it wasn't aiming its gun at them.

Sam looked back at her Titan. She got close to inspect it. The hydraulics for the arms and legs were damaged, and some wires were cut. Still, everything else seemed intact. Sadly, her Titan won't be mobile for a while till serious repairs are done. Sam turned around to face the witches, a sheepish grin on her face.

"Um. You guys wouldn't happen to have anywhere to repair my Titan, would you?"

Both Minna and Sakamoto weren't sure about letting these people on base, especially witnessing their combat capabilities. But to their surprise, a voice rang out.

"Yes! We'd love to!" Shirley said in excitement. The witches looked at her, and she held a sheepish grin, slightly embarrassed.

"I mean, can we?" She asked her commanding officers, almost pleading. She really wanted to know every nook, cranny, and engine that the mechanical engineering wonder had on it. Minna and Sakamoto looked at each other, silently conversing out of ear from the others. Then the two turned to Sam.

"We'll agree." Sakamoto said.

"But on one condition: If you or your friend hurt any of our girls, you'll face dire consequences." Minna harshly stated. Sam agreed.

"Besides, we have some questions to ask all of you." Sam answered cooly.

"Likewise." The two commanding officers said in unison. Sam turned to Luke's Titan.

"Luke, you got the tow cables still?" She was met with a thumbs up, and Luke exited out of his Titan, perched along the right arm of the mechanical beast. In his hand was a coil of heavy-duty rope with two hooks. Sam grabbed her helmet on the ground and put it on. The visor glowed blue.

"Alright Luke, let's tow this puppy to..." Sam turned to the witches.

"... uh, where are we heading?"

"To our base." Minna said. 'We'll escort you."

"Right. Luke, let's attach the cables." The two Militia pilots swiftly attached the cables onto the damaged Titan. Luke then got back into his Titan, then the mighty Atlas D-5 pulled the damaged mech. Samantha hopped onto the back of Luke's Titan, grasping on. The witches got back into their strikers, and began to ascend, much to the surprise of Sam.

'Who the hell are these people?' She thought to herself. Flying girls. Animal ears and tails. Machine guns? No pants?

The odd group made their trek back to the 501st JFW base in Romanga. It was going to become a very weird day.

Chapter 2 has come to an end! Now that our two pilots have met the fellow witches of the 501st, what will happen to them? How will they get back? How will the witches react to their future technology? Will I eat a Pepperoni Hot Pocket or a Cheese & Sausage Hot Pocket next? We'll see in the next chapter!

Peace!