Strike Witches
Boy Meets Witches II
Episode 3: That Which We Are, a Wing of Dragons!
I changed my mind, I'm goanna finish this story Arc, BMW H.E.A.T., & Rosario Kaiju before moving on to any other stories.
Previously on Strike Witches Boy Meets Witches II
"Sargent Emma Forrest of the Unites States Navy reporting for active duty under the command of Lieutenant Commander Steve Clark, Sir!" A blond hair, blue-eyed witch in a tan Liberion navy uniform with a satchel hanging off her left side said.
"Oh shit!" Steve thought.
Steve was dumbstruck. Here was his "company clerk" from his dream he had while he was asleep for six months.
Minna noticed the sudden change in Steve's face.
"You know her?"
"Yes…"
Emma was a little disturbed, granted she had been hearing rumors of an all-powerful wizard for a while. But she never knew his name until a few days ago. The fact he supposedly knew her, slightly frightened her.
"How do you know me, Sir?" She asked.
"This is goanna sound weird, but the six months I was asleep under the ocean. I had a dream. In it an alternate world, where I had made myself public knowledge."
"Oh?" Emma stated raising an eyebrow.
"You were assigned to be under my command…oh Frankline & Ike?"
"Yes?"
Steve quickly took out a sheet of paper and wrote something down. He folded the note and handed it to Franklin.
"That is for your eyes only."
"What happened in this alternate world, Steve?" Minna asked.
"Lots. Lets just leave it at that. Anyway, I trust you two will deal with that?" Steve questioning toward the note he handed to Franklin.
"I most certainly will!" Franklin said his eyes as wide as dinner plates.
"So I was under your command?" Emma asked.
"Yes."
"Did I do anything significant in your dream?"
"…Not that I can recall." Steve half lied. He recalled something happened to her at some point, he just forgot what and when, maybe he just teased her a lot.
"You were just my company clerk and assisted me with the mountainous paper work I had."
"Oh." Emma said.
"You packed?"
"Yes sir."
"Then if we are done here, we should return to base." Steve said looking at Minna, who nodded.
"Farewell Mr. Clark." Franklin Said.
"Good Bye Mr. President." Steve responded.
"You make sure Ace stays in line, but please be careful. He's a wild gun." Ike said.
"Will do sir."
"Bye." Adolfine said. She gave Steve a seductive wink.
Steve's face flushed red for a moment.
"Fare well, Adolfine."
The trio made their way back to the Douglas C-47 Skytrain. A jeep pulled up just as they were prepping for take off. Ace jumped out of the jeep and hurried into the plane, just as they closed the hatch. Ace got up dusted himself off and proceed to sit toward the front of the plane. He glared at Steve who returned with one of his own. Ace sat down, dropping his duffel bag next to his feet. He was dressed in his Formal Uniform, complete with a peaked cap displaying his new lower rank of Captain. He slumped back and pulled his hat down to cover his eyes. With in minuets he was snoring. Steve followed suit.
Minna groaned. Those two were going to be a pain in side, but maybe Steve would be in charge of Ace and she'd be in charge of Steve rather than Ace & Steve answering to her. Minna and Emma sat in silence for a long time before Minna finally spoke.
"So what can you tell me about yourself Sargent?" she asked the Liberion witch sitting across from her.
"I'm sixteen years old. I fly a Wildcat Striker, even though I have yet to see any actual combat. And My familiar is a Serbian Husky."
"Well, if your being transferred to the 501st your going to be seeing a lot more action. The 501st is one of the most active combat joint fighter wings."
"I know your record is quiet impressive Wing Commander. But I will only fight if Steve orders me too!" She responded coldly.
"Excuse me?" Minna said a little shocked at her sudden hostility.
"I am only under the command of Commander Clark, not you. No offence, Wing Commander Wilcke."
Her statement took Minna back.
"None taken." She sweat dropped.
"Sargent." Steve said rousing from his nap, looking over to his new subordinate with an annoyed look.
"Yes sir?" Emma said beginning to realize she was in trouble.
"Minna is my commanding officer and friend. You will address her with respect at all times."
"Yes sir." She almost stammered out.
"If she orders you to fight, you fight till its over. If she orders you to get on your knees and kiss her feet, you will do so!"
"Yes sir." She squeaked.
"If I tell you to get on your knees and [CENSOIRED FOR MATURE CONTENT]. You will do so! Am….I….clear? Sargent!" Steve growled.
"Yes sir." She stammered red in the face at the possible order he could give.
"I can be your best friend or your worst nightmare! Its your choice, Emma."
And with that Steve went back to sleep, snoring lightly.
"He wouldn't really order me to preform such a action? Would he, Commander Minna?" Emma barley squeaked out.
"I honestly don't know Emma." Minna said red in the face. She thought she was kinky with Kurt all those years ago, but what Steve had just suggested blew her mind.
'Do girls really do that in his world?' Minna questioned herself.
"I wish to apologies for my rude behavior earlier Commander Minna. I would be honored to serve in the 501st Joint Fighter Wing." Emma replied surprisingly quickly.
A voice called out from the cockpit.
"Fasten your seatbelts, we'll be landing soon."
"Quick flight." Emma stated.
"Helps if you sleep." Steve said yawning and stretching.
With in a few minuets they landed and exited the plane. They got out and made their way toward the hanger. As they drew near the four heard a drum introduction to a song Steve knew very well.
"What the hell?" Ace exclaimed as what sounded like a four-piece band started to play.
"It can't be." Steve said in a state of shock.
"I thought you locked your guitars up."
"I didn't. I think they are back at the old base."
"What new sensation is this?" Emma questioned.
"Its called Rock Music, Emma. And if your goanna stay under my command I suggest you get used to it." Steve pointed out as he hurried his pace to the hanger.
Minna, Emma, and annoyed Ace ran to find Steve looking into the hanger in complete shock. There inside playing a Poison's So Tell Me Why was Steve's friends and band mates.
The lead singer had long brown hair, dressed in black skinny jeans and a shirt to match, with a leather jacket on. His black cowboy boots and black sunglasses made him look like a stereotypical 80's rock star. From a distance you could have swore he was Miles Kennedy, but his name was actually Eddie Stone.
The Guitarist was shirtless and had long blond hair with a cowboy hat on, he looked like a young & beardless, Zakk Wylde and certain had similar skills but his name was Chris Kohne.
The Bass guitarist was a tall and skinny looking guy, but a closer examination you could see an hourglass figure. Even though this teen was a girl, you would think she was Duff McKagan. So her friends called her Anne "Duffy" Michaels.
The drummers black hair and almost cheesy looking mustache and playing style made it look like you had died and gone to heaven and was seeing THEE John Bonham, but reality kicks in and you know it was JJ Thomas, perhaps the best drummer in the whole state of Connecticut.
Steve & Ace then glanced around to see the two "unofficial" members of the band; Toby K Ross, their tec and board operator, who looked like cross between a cowboy and punk, and Randy "Roads" Burns a true hair metal band freak, who was their keyboardist and other tec.
The band finished the song and Chris went into a wild guitar solo, he looked to toward the door and stopped suddenly muting his white Dean Z Straight Six guitar with his hand.
"Are my eyes playing tricks on me or is that the Great Steve Clark of Def Leppard?"
"You wish, No, Its me guys." Steve said. He chuckled. It seemed he and his friends looked and sounded like in some cases like a famous person. He had been told a number of times he looked like Steve Clark of Def Leppard. He took this as complement; he certainly had a playing style to match the great guitarist.
"So we gonna jam guys?" Steve said with a huge grin.
"HELL YA!" Chris Exclaimed. He walked over to his stand and tossed Steve his Black Beauty Gibson Custom with Golden Hardware. Steve surprisingly caught the guitar and slung it around his neck lowering it to the position he found comfortable, as low it go. He had somehow plug in to a near by Marshall amp and started one of his so-called "Signature song" Def Leppards Photograph. The 501st and Emma were in a complete state of shock. What they soon felt was an adrenaline rush and began to dance and shake their fists as the band continued to play on till the sun started to set.
Later that evening
Steve was in the Library with Minna, Mio, Eddie and Chris. Most everyone else had gone to bed. Although Anne was most likely as not passed out drunk somewhere, she too was like Steve, a heavy (though under age) drinker and smoker. Steve was talking with Eddie & Chris, while Minna filled out some forms and Mio was on the phone talking with some one.
"This is Sakamoto. I thank you for your help."
"No, they were no trouble at all. They didn't cry in their beds unlike someone else I know!"
Both Chris and Eddie chuckled.
"Assholes." Mio muttered, covering the mouthpiece of the phone.
They all could hear children playing in the background.
"Hey! Stop!" The voice on the phone said to the children.
"Stupid Hag!" Mio muttered, at this point Steve join in the giggling of his buddies.
"I-I Never Cried!" Mio said proudly, doing her standard laugh.
The boys lost it at this point, and started to laugh out loud and The children on the other end were even louder now.
"Pipe Down! I can't hear!"
The noise and laugher died down.
"Well, anyway, as I was saying,"
"Yes?"
"Those girls show a lot of promise."
"I think so, too."
"Hey you! Get off the table!" The call ended their.
"Sounds like she got her hands full." Eddie said chuckling looking at Chris.
"Ya, that one of the joys of grand parenting." Chris smiled
"Think that will ever be us?" Eddie asked looking at his two friends.
"I don't know, I just starting seeing someone, I don't wanna rush it." Chris said sheepishly.
"I could see it." Eddie said smugly.
"Bullshit." Steve said chuckling.
"You're the biggest flirt there is, you can't stay with one girl longer than a month." Chris stated.
"Who about you Steve?" Eddie asked looking at his blond haired friend.
"Me? Maybe. If I find the right one." Steve said glancing at Minna who was back to doing paper work. The boys left and went to their respective rooms and fell asleep.
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C'ya!