The silver bolt saga 4 part 8
Jonathan POV
It was the day the Forces of death were supposed to attack. All of us were now on alert. The PS Dark Star had arrived the night before and its fire was lit and the Boilers had a good head of steam so the Paddle steamer could get moving and start fighting immediately. Now the UN/ VAF task force had naval support. I was now waiting in my Room with Tanya by my side. Carlisle and Esme were on standby in the Hospital and the ground troops were ready to go as soon as the order came through. Then as I was about to get a drink from the Canteen, The general alarm started Blaring! The Tannoy started shouting stuff in several Languages, the English part said "Attention all units, The Forces of Death have been sighted advancing on Paris! Scramble and intercept them, All of Reality is at stake People" I sprinted at Vampire speed to My MIG 29 and Tanya was close behind. As I got into the MIG, Closed the Canopy and started the engines, I looked around and saw the rest of the Pilots racing to get into their machines and take off. The VAF planes were the first to get started and begin Taxying to the Runway. The British were close behind as were the French, Polish, American and Russian Squadrons.
"This is it" Gus said to me over the Radio.
"This is it" I agreed.
Tanya then said "I love you and I am not letting you die today"
"Same here" I replied.
Then I lined up with the runway and gave the engines full power, I also engaged the Fuel and Weapon Regeneration systems. The Weapon load out on all of the VAF MIG 29's were 4x anti-Ground Missiles and 2 Joint Strike missiles which could engage and destroy both Air and Ground Targets. The cannon was loaded and ready to fire as well. The MIG took off quickly and I got the wheels up and began to fly towards the Combat Zone. The rest of the Planes and Helicopters were close behind me. I soon saw the Black smoke coming out of the PS Dark star as it started its steam engines and began to paddle upstream and get into range of its guns. I did a barrel Roll while I passed the Steamer to acknowledge it. But then I saw the Forces of Death! There were literally millions of them! Ranging from Medieval Knights to Volturi Members. I could see that the enemy had Aircraft as well. Then I saw Aro, Caius and Marcus looking at the MIG and I realised that they recognised me. I then turned and fired my four Anti-ground Missiles at them. The Explosion was enormous! I then heard the Buzz as the Weapon Regeneration systems kicked into Action and Cloned the launched Missiles. Then I heard the Missile Alert tone sound and I whirled the MIG around to engage this new threat. Tanya followed me With Ease. There in front of me were thousands of Fighter planes! Then I heard the noise of more missiles firing as the rest of the Planes and Helicopters caught up with Tanya and i and began to engage the Enemy. Huge Bolts of Water began to Fall amongst the Enemy.
"The Dark Star is in Range" I thought.
Then I began to fight the Forces of Death's aircraft. These were very easy to shoot down, well the bigger ones were. But it seemed like for every enemy I shot down 12 more came back. Gus and Frank had arrived by now and were covering Tanya and i. I knew that there was little chance of anyone of us winning but WE HAD TO FIGHT TO THE BITTER END! My MIG was fighting harder than it was built to Fight. Then over the radio I heard Alice Shriek!
"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH THAT STORE!" she said before another transmission got my attention.
"Well it seems that we meet again Silver Bolt"
I looked around and saw an enemy Fighter turn sharply towards me. But this was no Ordinary Fighter! It was a heavily modified SU47! I then said to Tanya,
"Tanya I want you to assist Gus and Frank, I will take on their Ace alone"
Tanya tried to Protest but Frank said
"Jonathan is right; this dogfight is between him and the Ace"
"Jonathan I love you" Tanya said before she turned her MIG 29 sharply away and began to help Gus and Frank keep the Enemy fighters away from me. I smiled to myself then I turned to engage the Enemy Ace.
