Having enough of the cloud cover obscuring her view, Angel descended to below 3000 feet. What she saw, filled her with dread. Below her the president was blindfolded, handcuffed and being carried inside the fortress of the half finished building. Banning was nowhere in sight leading Angel to assume him either incapacitated or dead. She fervently hoped the former but she couldn't risk waiting around for him to show up. If she was going to save Asher, she had to act now. One last pass, moving in and out of the clouds and keeping engine thrust low to reduce the chances of being seen or heard and Angel had her lineup. She eyed the large opening at the top of the building that marked the elevator shaft. "Okay, here goes!" She raised her nose up high, stalling herself out. For a moment she lay suspended on her back, then she completed her loop, diving nose first at the building. Bullet fire streaked out and Angel leaned more into the dive until she was nearly vertical. The target she presented was irresistible but practically impossible to hit despite the terrorists' continuous trying efforts. With a roar she descended into the shaft. One great thing about half finished buildings was they were full of wide open spaces like the one Angel flew through now. Most elevator shafts were narrow but this one was designed to take multiple lifts at a time making it nice and open, perfect for what she had in mind.
The sound of voices made her adjust her course and she flew out the nearest opening, near the bottom of the shaft. She ended up on the second floor, instantly running over the guards in her way. One rolled under her just in time to avoid being squished and Angel rounded on him, ready for a fight. "Whoa, Angel! Friendly!" He called. She stood down. "Banning you 9 lived son of a bitch! I was hoping you'd show up." She said. He pat the side of her nose, taking notice of her damaged refueling nozzle. "Angel," He began. "I know. But I had to get off the field fast. Unfortunately the bad guys decided to crash the party." She said. "Now where's the president?" "I heard he was on this floor. Sick assholes are going to execute him on live TV." "You don't say, I've got a feed coming in now." Despite her better judgement, she opened the file. Sure enough, there was Asher with a sword to his neck. Angel's breath hitched. She opened the door so Banning could climb inside her cockpit and watch as well. "Those..." Angel tuned out the rest of his sentence although she was in complete agreement with it. "I do solemnly swear..." Asher's voice was steady and his gaze held no hint of fear despite his impending death. Angel started moving. "That I will faithfully execute the office of the President..." Angel hissed as he received a punch but he got right back up and continued. "of the United States." Clearly his killer had heard enough and readied his blade. Asher stood there, calm as a cucumber. The killer brushed the blade along the back of his neck, not noticing the 747 sneaking up behind him. A low growl was the only warning he got before Angel lunged, throwing him into the wall. His partner got his grenade ready, lobbying it across the room to her. She ducked, covering Asher with her bulk. The explosion rocked her but she held firm. Turning her gaze to the still green camera light she said "The United States has never and will never negotiate with terrorists!" She growled and smashed the camera, ending the video.
Unknown to her, a massive cheer rose up throughout the world as people praised "the President's Angel"!