Hello! Back to bring you some more Titans and Angels! So-
*Sees Ornstein, slumped on the table in a complete wrecked state*
Erm...
Ornstein: Urrk...
Okay then...
The witches or pilots aren't here right now. Said something about a mission or something. So I'm here to bring you reviews before we get started. M'kay?
GhostsofRazgriz: Muay Thai... o_o. And this chapter will explain everything with these new pilots. But I wonder what AC06 plane yer talking about...
New Universe Returns: That will also be explained in this chapter too, albeit breifly. Yeah, I dunno how Yosh and Lynne are gonna get outta this one.
Gamermann22: Heh, kicking some arse of anti-witch people (I hated Maloney too, but he was an idiot for underestimating witches). And as for yer gut... well... keep reading! Stuff may be explained.
RG-7: Sorry for the previous chapter being short. It was more of a filler chapter to get things flowing to this chapter. I promise you, this chapter is better with some action! More importantly, some Militia vs. IMC action! So I hope it makes up for it.
unstop-able worrier 78: I am kinda scared of Trude now. That means she can whoop my butt ten times to sunday now... I think I should start barricading my door... But thanks for the support!
RoguePizza: Hehe, that will be explained in this story, my friend. Also, both Sam and Luke operate Atlas Titans. Sam's titan wields the 40mm cannon while Luke's has the 20mm XO-16 chaingun. As for romance, still in debate. I'm right now developing the relationship between the pilots and witches and continuing the story, so that if romance does occur, it will be well written out and understandable. I don't like pointless, romantic mush that doesn't make sense. So, I'll be writing my best if romance were to come (but no serious, lemon-y stuff. This is T- rated, after all).
And for Ornstein's review...
Ornstein: Lynne... *sniff*
Erm... Uh...
Let's get to the chapter...?
Chapter 12: Three Long Years...
"Contacts! Two o'clock! I've got eyes on foot mobiles and IMC pilots, over!" The militia grunt fired his rifle at the enemy group.
A massive firefight was ensuing, with both sides taking cover amidst the jumbled, messy street. Damaged and destroyed cars, both civilian and military, provided cover for any lucky grunt of either side. The buildings on this street were either damaged or destroyed entirely. The sign of a cafe sparked dangerously as bullets ricocheted off building walls, spraying debris of concrete and wood everywhere. Cinderblocks fell from the second story of a building, right where an IMC machine gun emplacement was, firing deadly lead at the militia infantry. Both sides were fairly evenly matched in numbers, yet the IMC had their pilots. And the militia grunts knew the power that pilots had.
"I got two more foot mobiles making their way towards the red truck!" Another grunt yelled as he fired his rifle. The IMC grunts were firing back, sending a hail of bullets towards the infantry of Charlie company. One militia grunt from Charlie was riddled with bullets, collapsing onto the ground in a bloody heap. In an act of revenge, another grunt fired back with fierceness, taking down one of the two IMC soldiers.
The hail of bullets prevented either side from pushing up. The Charlie company sergeant was ducking behind a pile of debris amongst a group of militia infantry, firing the occasional shot at the machine gun post. Every time he poked out to shoot, he was met with fierce fire, bullets riddling the concrete wall behind him.
"Damn! Where's Mustang squad!?" He yelled. Two militia grunts from across the street attempted to run from cover to cover, only to be mowed down without mercy. They let out a final cry of pain as they crumpled to the ground, the street they laid on now painted with red.
"Damn it to hell!" The young militia private next to the sergeant yelled in anger, firing a quick shot before he ducked from the machine gun's burst of lead.
The sergeant peeked a little bit, looking outwards toward the IMC forces amidst his cover. He saw the machine gun post atop the second story of an apartment building, while he saw other IMC grunts firing as they held a defensive perimeter amongst the cars on the street. He saw something that caught his eye. On a military flatbed truck, he saw a strange piece of equipment. He would of dwelled on the thought more on that strange machine if not for a piercing cry of pain that disrupted his train of thought.
"Oh fuck! Ahhhh!" The sergeant turned to see a female militia grunt cry in pain. A gaping bullet wound hit at her right thigh. She screamed in pain as she laid a few feet away, sitting behind a broken car as she nursed her shot up leg. Next to her was another grunt, dead. He had a bullet wound to his head. The car she hid behind was being barraged with bullets from the machine gun post. She winced and hid even lower every time a bullet whizzed near her.
"Crap! Private Mellows, stay put!" The sergeant turned to the medic of the squad he was part of.
"Lebowski and Desmond! Come with me to retrieve Mellows!" The medic and another private nodded at his order. The sergeant turned to the rest of his squad.
"The rest of you, provide covering fire and take out that machine gun post on my mark!"
"Yes sir!"
The sergeant got his medic and private towards the edge of cover. The rest of his squad displaced, moving into position.
"Alright... mark!" The three ran as the entire squad gave a welcoming wall of lead, forcing the machine gun post to stop firing. The three ran towards to the injured private. The three quickly dove into cover as the medic rushed to tend to her injuries. The other private fired upon the machine gun post, continuing to suppress it. One of the grunts manning the post was killed as his blood splattered the wall behind him in a frenzied mess. Half of his squad along with another squad were pushing up steadily, suppressing both the machine gun post and IMC grunts nearby.
"Lebowski! How's Mellow?" The sergeant asked the medic.
"D-Dont worry, sarge... just... little hurt.. that's all..." The female private spoke, but cried out in pain as the medic put some bio-foam into her wound.
"No worries, Sarge!" The medic cried out. "She is stable. Lucky that the bullet passed through." The sergeant gave out a sigh of relief. The other militia infantry made quick worth of the machine gun emplacement, lobbing a grenade. With a loud 'boom' the emplacement was reduced to smoldering rubble. Some cheers were heard, now with the machine guns silenced, making the advance easier. Two more IMC grunts went down in a hail of fire as the IMC were beginning to fall back from the sudden momentum gained by the militia infantry.
Then the sergeant heard a couple words that he dreaded to hear.
"Contact! IMC pilot!"
The sergeant saw one of Charlie's squads, Charlie 2-1, get mowed down fiercely by the IMC pilot. He mercilessly dispatched them with ease, taking out the entire squad with his R-101 rifle. Charlie 2-3 laid suppressing fire towards the IMC pilot, but the pilot dodged the bullets with his jump kit. Sliding over to the militia squad, he pulled out his pistol and took out two grunts before grabbing a third. The survivors of Charlie 2-3 panicked and fired at the pilot, but the pilot used his new human shield to block the bullets, which grazed the poor militia grunt. He then fired off three shots into his human shield, making three new exit wounds into his back before tossing the body aside. He fired two more shots to dispatch the rest of Charlie 2-3.
The militia private named Desmond seethed with rage, witnessing his comrades' brutal deaths. The sergeant, the medic, and the injured female grunt watched in horror as Desmond charged from cover at the IMC pilot with reckless abandon.
"You piece of shit! Die, you mother fu-"
The IMC pilot swiftly grabbed the militia private and judo slammed him right next to the scared trio of militia grunts. Desmond could only let out a brief cry of pain before a knife plunged into his neck, letting out a surprised gurgled gasp. The pilot then quickly grabbed his pistol and fire. The sergeant felt the round pass his head, as the bullet landed its mark at the Medic Kowalski, who attempted to fire at the pilot with his rifle. A clear head wound was present, and the medic collapsed in a dead heap. The sergeant trembled as the IMC pilot just walked towards him and placed his pistol's barrel on his temple. He couldn't move, having witnessed the death of twelve militia soldiers in the span of thirty seconds. The injured female private was burying her head in her arms, silently crying and praying. Every militia grunt knew the tales about IMC pilots. Efficient. Brutal. Merciless. They toyed with their victims.
The sergeant witnessed his final moments in slow motion. As the finger was starting its squeeze on the trigger of the pistol that was about to end his life. As corny as it was, he indeed witness his life flash before his very eyes. This never happened before. But with death being so frightening at this point in time, he wanted to live. But fear prevented him to move. Was death now going to take him?
Fate decided otherwise. Kaiju de-cloaked behind the IMC pilot as she plunged her combat knife into the pilot's neck, bringing justice.
"Stay down." She muttered as the IMC pilot weakly gurgled before dying.
Kaiju released her grasp on the dead IMC pilot as she plucked her knife out of the dead soldier, now turning to provide covering fire with her Spitfire LMG. The long spreads of fire leveled out into deadly pinpoint accuracy, spraying deadly lead towards the enemy, making them scatter. The rest of Mustang squad followed suit, now reaching onto the battlefield to join in the attack. The captain landed next to the shaken sergeant and injured private.
"Sergeant, sorry for not coming in sooner. We ran into IMC en route." She said between bursts of fire from her rifle. One IMC grunt fell.
"Wished you came in sooner, ma'am. I just witnessed a lot of fine men die to that fucker." He replied, eyeing the now-dead IMC pilot.
"My apologies, sergeant. Let's make sure they didn't die in vain." She said. Mustang squad replaced the gap of troops that were killed, now pushing the IMC grunts and pilots with efficiency. More IMC foot mobiles fell as the IMC defense gave in, with their troops slowly retreating further back.
"Heads up! IMC titan!" One militia pilot shouted. The IMC Atlas came into view as it fired onto Mustang squad. Two militia pilots were unfortunate to not get out of the mech's firing range, being decimated from the 20 mm rounds.
"Son of a- I'm calling in my titan! Heads up!" Kaiju exclaimed. She pointed coordinates for her titan to be dropped: right in front of the IMC titan.
"Stand by for Titanfall." She heard through her comms. With a bright flash in the sky, she saw the pod fly through the air. It split apart with a loud bang, dropping an Ogre titan on scene in front of the stunned IMC titan. The blue bubble shield popped up.
"Go for it Kaiju!" Dan replied, firing his sniper rifle.
Kaiju ran towards her titan, passing through the blue shield. Her titan immediately grabbed her, placing her inside. The whir of electronics came up as she saw her new IMC target on her screen, ready to be destroyed.
"Let's go." She smirked.
Her Ogre titan lurched forward, firing its 20 mm cannon at the Atlas titan. The two duked it out in the front, firing at each other. Kaiju pushed the Atlas titan further down the road. Both were fighting fiercely. However, Kaiju was gaining the upper hand due to her increased armor. She lunged forward to the now smoking Atlas titan. It desperately tried to block the massive punch from her Ogre. Both collided as sparks flew, with the IMC titan crashing into a flatbed truck. The trucks equipment whirred with violence, yet that was unnoticed by the two pilots fighting. Kaiju then tore off the arm of the poor IMC Atlas, sparks flying from it's right socket. She then beat the IMC Atlas with it's own arm, until the Atlas couldn't handle it much longer, exploding into a ball of fury. Burning shrapnel just bounced harmlessly off her titan, watching the charred remains of the IMC mech.
"Down for the count." She muttered under her breath.
IMC pilot Jonathan Parker witnessed from cover as the Militia Ogre relentlessly beat down the IMC Atlas. He looked away from the bright explosion that ensued. All that was left was the Militia titan standing over the destroyed mech in triumph, next to the flat bed truck they were designated to defend. Where the hell did those Militia pilots come from?
"Shit! They are next to the VIP!" An IMC pilot said. The Very Important Package was that weird machine atop of the flatbed truck. They were designated to bring it off planet, via frigate ship. But on transportation, then encountered Militia ground forces, who stopped the convoy. Now, the package was literally within grasp of enemy hands. What was the package? He didn't know. All he was ordered to do was guard it till it left off-planet.
"Fuck it! We're retreating! Orders from HQ told us to return to rally point Delta!" Another IMC pilot exclaimed. With that, most of the IMC ground forces were evacuating the area, moving back to protect the Citadel, the base they established in Debois.
Parker just looked back at the Orge titan, then back at his retreating comrades. Dammit, why the hell were we retreating? We can pull this off!
"Ah, the hell with it!" He yelled. He sprinted towards the Ogre, then jumped. His kit roared to life as it propelled him atop the Militia titan. He wasn't going to retreat.
Kaiju was breathing heavily. Adrenaline was pumping in her veins. She eyed once more to the destroyed IMC titan that laid in front of her. She heard from her comms about the retreating IMC soldiers, mixed with a few cheers from militia infantry.
"Wait- Kaiju! You got an IMC pilot on to of you!" She heard from her comms. She felt the 'thump' of boots on metal. This IMC pilot was going to rodeo her titan.
'Dammit, the times where I need anti-pilot countermeasures!' She thought. She wished she packed some electric smoke, a countermeasure against pilots. They made quick work of enemy soldiers and Titans alike.
Kaiju tried shaking off the IMC pilot, but it seemed that the IMC pilot was still clinging. He was firing his weapon into her engine slot, and the computers were displaying every kind of warning. Sparks were beginning to fly in her titan.
"Damn it! Get off!" She yelled. Her comms were telling her to stay still, so fire can be concentrated on the pilot, but she was busy ignoring those orders. Last time her titan was rodeo-ed, she almost died. She wasn't going to fall victim this time.
She heard something slip, and her screen was covered with the image of a boot. Apparently, the IMC pilot slipped, grasping onto anything to prevent him from falling. She smirked as her Ogre grabbed the helpless pilot. He was banging his fists onto the metal of her Ogre's grasped arm in frustration.
"Haha! I got him! He's-" Kaiju then noticed the whirring of a machine. That machine on the flat bed truck glowed blue with intensity, and the noise was growing louder. Within seconds, a bright flash erupted, and Kaiju saw white.
Parker slammed his fists in frustration as the Ogre titan held him like a pesky rodent. His last-ditch attack failed, and the Titan now had him in its clutches.
'Damn it... so this is how I'm gonna die...' He was awaiting to be killed, either being slammed onto the ground or torn in half. However, he noticed the loud buzz of machinery. Did the world just started to glow blue?
He turned to see the VIP glow with a blue hue as it sparked dangerously. It shook violently as it spit out sparks.
"What the he-"
He then was blinded with a bright light.
Ursula and Eleanor were studying the forest for anything out of the ordinary for a good thirty minutes. In her hands, Ursula had a hanheld device, similar to the magical Geiger counters the Liberions had perfected (with help of Karlsland, of course). It would read electromagnetic signals, checking for anything that differed from the standard waves, emitting a static noise if anything was minimally different. The two karlsland scientists checked further into the forest as they walked. The forest was very calm, with the slight breeze blowing through, carrying a faint sea salt smell.
In the sky, Shirley and Lucchini were providing air cover, in the case a neuroi attacked. The neuroi attack patterns were indeed strange ever since the two pilots came into their world, appearing in frequency. It was better to be prepared than sorry.
"Man, I'm bored..." Lucchini pouted. She lazily did some aerobatic maneuvers to ease her boredom, but nothing seemed to work. She yawned as she flew next to her Liberion friend.
"Well, I'm glad there's no neuroi around." Shirley stated. "I was nearly kaput from how exausting it was to take out the last one."
The two scanned the air some more. Again, nothing.
Back on the ground, Ursula and Eleanor continued their search. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. No giant time machine. No glowing magical orb. No time-space rift portal. Nothing. Of course, it would be too convenient if they found any of the above (or even more), but it seemed there was nothing out of the ordinary in this forest. Maybe it was something else they forgot to factor in?
"Officer Hartmann, do you have anything?" Eleanor asked. Ursula shook her head in defeat.
"No. I have nothing." She sighed.
"Maybe we should head over here?" Eleanor pointed to a grove of trees that opened into an open field. Ursula decided to comply to her assistant as the two walked into the grove. The two passed through the grove into the open clearing. A small field was present, like a little pocket that was void of trees. Smooth grass was lying around, with some daisies that made home.
Ursula continued to look around with her assistant. She looked above at the blue sky. Above, the two witches were flying around, giving cover. Thankfully, nothing was here in terms of neuroi. Still, she felt safer with those two witches being their guardians for their trip in the field. She saw Shirley, who was barely visible, give a wave as she flew. Ursula gave a wave back.
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"Huh?" Ursula looked at her Geiger counter. The needle was freaking out, quickly moving in a frenzy into the red of the meter counter. The static was becoming frantic, almost like how a radio would sound if there was no connection.
"Officer Hartmann! Do we have something?" Eleanor ran over to the blonde witch to witness the strange phenomenon happening before her eyes.
"We might... Hurry, check for anything here!" Eleanor nodded, quickly looking at the ground for anything... well... out of the ordinary. Meanwhile, Ursula held her earpiece, ready to talk to the witches above.
"Captain Yeager and Ensign Lucchini, I think we've got something here."
"*Really? Anything strange down there?*" Shirley's curious tone was picked up from her voice over the radio.
"We're still checking." Ursula replied. "How long until you have to return to base?"
"*I'd say we good for two more hours. Just try to no- *static*"
"Captain Yeager?" The static was increasing throughout her earpiece, making anything said inaudible. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a bright flash of light come from the sky.
"W-What was that?!" Eleanor said. "N-Neuroi?"
"No... it can't be them... but-" Ursula's train of thought was interrupted with a shriek from Eleanor.
"Officer Hartmann! Watch out!" Ursula felt herself being pushed into the ground by Eleanor, the two tumbling down into the dirt a few feet away. Just in time to see a massive... something slam into the ground right in front of her, sending a cloud of dust and dirt into the air. The two shielded themselves from the rush of air as dust flung into their faces. As they were in the middle of the massive dust cloud, Ursula's comms went back to life.
"*Ursula! Ursula, are you there?*" Shirley's worried voice came through. Ursula quickly responded.
"Y-Yeah. The two of us are okay. W-What was that? Neuroi?"
"*No. Not neuroi... wait... no way...*"
"*It's a titan!*" Lucchini's voice exclaimed with surprise. Ursula was caught off guard by those words. Titan? Something from Luke and Sam's world?
The dust began to settle, to show if Lucchini was right. She was. In front of the two karlsland scientists was a massive mech. Although it had a different design and look, there was no doubt that it was a titan. It contained the same paint scheme to Sam and Luke's titans, and was sparking and smoking.
"It's a titan..." Eleanor said in disbelief. Ursula shook away her stunned state and reported back to Shirley.
"Captain Yeager, contact the others immediately! Tell them we found a Titan!"
"*Right!*"
"I... am... so... tired..." Sam gasped between breaths. Luke had his arm wrapped around her shoulder, trying to get support for his fatigued body as the group made their way for breakfast.
Yoshika and Lynne had their own right to fear Sakamoto's words: it felt like the most intense training the two militia pilots have done. Even Barkhorn, being the top karlsland soldier she was, was struggling to make it through. Yoshika and Lynne passed out within half an hour, while the three collapsed onto the ground within the hour after a rigorous training regiment in the martial arts with Sakamoto. Sakamoto, surprisingly, only broke a sweat, but was ready to continue. Of course, she decided that their training was done for today (much to the relief of everyone), and that they all should be heading for breakfast.
"Uhhhg... my body is aching..." Luke muttered.
"Ditto... geez, that was harder than hell week in basic..." Sam replied. Behind her, Trude was dragging the two sergeants, who were clearly tired as can be.
"Trude... how are... you holding up?" Sam said.
"A... Karlsland soldier... never... quits... and..." She tried to say the rest of her sentence, but ran out of breath.
"I... doubt a karlslander... can keep up with training like that." Luke weakly replied.
"C'mon you two." Sakamoto walked next to everyone. "It wasn't too bad. And besides, it was training after all. Why would I go easy?"
"Major... you put our drill instructors in basic to shame... and they were pretty tough bastards..." Sam weakly said.
"At least the Major wouldn't yell at us just for being alive..." Luke chuckled. Sam laughed at the memory.
"Heh, they were tough..."
"And Drill Sergeant Collier?" Sam just groaned at Luke mentioning the name.
"Please don't remind me of that guy..." Sam muttered in annoyance. Luke then put up a fake french accent.
"You all are thee worst scum to ever live! You make an autistic goat look good!" Sam laughed at Luke's mocking accent.
"I swear, that guy had a stick up his derriere." Sam said. The two bust out laughing even harder as the group entered into the dining room.
"Where were all of you!" Perrine shouted upon seeing the sight of Sam, Luke, Trude. "The time I actually make breakfast for you everyone, no one is here!" She had a hint of frustration and annoyance at the tired group.
"Sorry Perrine..." Sam sheepishly stated as she collapsed into her seat. Luke just laid in his seat in an exhausted heap.
"Yes. I apologize for being late, Perrine." Sakamoto said as she took her seat. "I am very thankful that you prepared breakfast for everyone though." Perrine just blushed before turning away.
"N-No problem M-Major Sakamoto. I am sorry for getting angry..." She quietly spoke. Sam took a whiff of her food that she placed on her plate, then looked.
"Wait, are these crepes?" Sam asked. Yoshika took a bite, then felt overjoyed.
"Wow! These are very good, Perrine!" Both Lynne and Sam took a bite, and immediately agreed to Yoshika's conclusion.
"Wow, delicious!"
"These are great!"
"I can agree to that." Sakamoto heartily laughed as she ate her meal. Trude ate her meal with content while Luke tore off a piece. He put the piece inside his helmet and ate.
"I can agree, very delicious." Luke said.
"Luke, c'mon take your helmet off." Sam nudged Luke in his arm.
"No."
"Luke, stop being an introvert."
"I'm not an introvert."
"Then take your helmet off!"
"Hey, I don't have too if I don't want to!"
"C'mon! Stop being a loser!" Sam tried to pull off his helmet, while Luke clamped down to keep it on his head. Sam only managed to pull it up just enough for the other witches to see Luke's chin and mouth, curved into a scowl. Luke then fully pulled down his helmet, while Sam sighed in annoyance.
"Geez, you're like a little kid with that thing..." Sam pouted.
"Whatever, Fiona." Luke smirked as Sam blushed a bit from embarrassment, then stuck out her tongue at the male pilot before continuing to eat. Then the two heard laughing.
"You guys are very close." Yoshika said. Both Sam and Luke blushed from embarrassment.
"I could already tell you guys are best friends." Lynne added.
"Heh, yeah..." Sam said shrugging her head sheepishly.
"You two act like a married couple." Sakamoto heartily laughed. The two pilots blushed further.
"But, Fiona?" Perrine asked.
"Erm... well, that's my middle name. My mom's name actually." Sam explained. The door opened to reveal two more people: Minna and Erica.
"Good morning." Minna said. Everyone replied with their 'good mornings' back as she got to her seat.
"Sorry for being late, I had to do some urgent paperwork that needed to be completed."
"Erica, You are actually up for once." Sam said, surprised. Erica looked up with a mouth full of food.
"Yeah, so?"
"Hartmann? Up? At this time?" Trude said in disbelief.
"What? I can wake up on my own." Erica took another bite from her food. "That, and I got hungry." The two sweatdropped at that last statement as Erica continued to eat.
"Of course it was too good to be true..." Trude sighed.
"Weren't you the one that said that 'a Karlsland soldier must keep their strength up'? That's what I'm doing." Erica replied as she took another bite.
"That's not the... never mind..." Trude sighed in annoyance.
Everyone then heard a phone ring.
"Huh? A phone?" Yoshika inquired.
"Wait... that's the emergency line!" Minna stood up immediately and ran to the phone, followed by Sakamoto. Everyone in the room was preparing for what was going to happen.
"Hello? This is Commander Wil- Shirley? Alright... Yes... wait is it neuroi?" Minna continued to listen to Shirley from the other side of the emergency line.
"Not a neuroi? Then what could it..." Minna's eyes grew wide.
"We'll be right there!" Minna then quickly hooked back the phone to the wall.
"Everyone, we're needed into the air. Something was found in the forest today by Ursula and Eleanor."
"Wait, what exactly?"Trude asked.
"Neuroi?" Sakamoto questioned. Minna shook her head.
"No. Shirley told me that the two found another titan crash into the forest." Everyone was stunned by the news.
"Another titan!? That means..." Sam thought on the idea.
"..another person that is teleported here." Luke concluded.
"That's right. No doubt, something is causing all of this in the forest. But our priority is to reach that pilot." Minna said.
"Well then, everyone here, let's get going. Let's not make them waiting." Sakamoto replied. Everyone quickly got up and rushed to the hangar. Sam grabbed her helmet while Luke grabbed both his and Sam's weapons. Luke threw Sam's weapon to her as he checked if everything was good on his rig. Meanwhile the witches were already prepping their weapons and jumping into their strikers.
"Remember everyone," Sakamoto began. "Although we are to retrieve these new pilots, still be on the lookout for the neuroi. It's better to be prepared than sorry."
"Right!"
"Sam, get into your titan and make sure you have the tow cables ready." Luke said. "We'll only need one titan, so I'll be riding on top."
"Sound like a plan!" Sam said as she hopped into her titan. The mech roared to life as the screens began to start up. Luke jumped atop of her titan as the witches were taking off from the hangar.
Kaiju woke up to see the world around her spinning. He vision came to see a smoking cockpit, with the screens black, powered off. She shook off her distorted state. She checked herself. No broken bones. Nothing was bleeding. Slight pain from... whatever happened. She felt her weapon resting near her, the Spitfire LMG still intact. Her helmet was still on, and nothing seemed to be wrong.
Inside, she was wondering what just happened. A flash of blue light, then all of a sudden, her titan was falling from the sky before she blacked out from the impact to the ground. She couldn't remember what happened to the IMC pilot she was grabbing, but what she did remember was seeing... people flying in the air? Maybe it was her delirium?
She pushed the button atop of the cockpit to initiate the door release. Nothing.
"C'mon..." She muttered as she continued to press the button. Nothing happened. She then tried to pull the emergency ejection lever. Surprisingly, nothing happened. Finally, she then went to pull the door emergency release. This was a manual lock, so it had to work.
The hatch hissed open and she stumbled onto the ground with her LMG. She landed with a loud 'umff!' onto the dirt. Groggily, she sat up to check her surroundings. Only to be met with a surprise.
In front of her were two very surprised teenage girls that were wearing lab coats. One had short blonde hair and glasses, while the other had brown hair, tied into a braid. And... they didn't wore any pants.
"What the..." Kaiju had a blush on her face by that last fact. What the hell did she stumble into?
The girl with the brown braid stumbled back, nervously hiding behind the blonde girl. The blonde girl with glasses, although still nervous, approached her.
"U-Um, hello. I'm Pilot Officer Ursula Hartmann. D-Don't be alarmed..um..." The blonde girl who called herself Ursula didn't know how to continue her sentence. Kaiju still stared at the duo in confusion. First, no pants? Really? Second, Pilot Officer? She's in the military?
"Erm... hello..." Kaiju began, still sitting on the grass. "W-Where am I, exactly?"
"Y-You're on Earth, ma'am." The braided girl timidly spoke, now standing next to Ursula.
"W-What?! N-No way..." Kaiju said in disbelief. Earth? The Earth, such as where IMC headquarters is stationed? Let alone that the Frontier she was from is light years away from the Solar System?
"You can't be serious..."
"Yes, ma'am. This is Earth..." Ursula replied.
"But... I was on Demeter-5 just now..." Kaiju didn't know how to deal with this sudden information.
Out of nowhere, Kaiju witnessed two girls fly from the sky, landing onto the ground. Wait. Fly? She continued to witness the two girls hop out of some weird devices that were on their legs. They carried machine guns, while she noticed them having animal features, ears and tails, on their body. An orange-haired girl had a pair of bunny ears while holding a light automatic rifle of sorts. Next to her was a smaller girl with jet-black hair, cat ears and a tail. She carried a heavy-looking machine gun with her like it was no problem.
"Ursula! You alright?" Shirley asked.
"Wait, there's a person!" Lucchini said. Both Shirley and Francesca eyed the new pilot, who was clearly surprised by their appearance. She looked female, with the sam uniform as Luke and Sam. The only difference was that she wore a different helmet compared to Sam, more in similarity to Luke's.
"Um... Hello there. My name's Shirley and-" She froze as the new pilot had her gun aimed at the group. The machine gun she had looked deadly, much heavier and advanced than anything the Allied countries had.
"W-Woah! Calm down!" Shirley put her hands up in a defensive manner while everyone remained still with fear.
"Don't tell me to calm down! First off, I think your friends over there are lying!" Kaiju pointed to Ursula and Eleanor, who were clearly shaken by the pilot aiming her gun at them.
"No way this is earth! First, there's no way any military would be using children in their military. Second, there's no way Earth inhabits people that can fly and have animal ears. And..." Kaiju tried to suppress her nervousness and frustration but it burst out, frightening the group of witches.
"... WHY THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS NOT WEARING ANY PANTS?!"
"Ma'am, please calm down and put down your weapon." Kaiju heard another voice. She looked up to see more flying people, all having guns and all having animal features. And with no pants (Kaiju thought she was going crazy with this whole pants-less nonsense).
"What the..." Kaiju had a cold sweat all over her. The one who talked was a red-headed girl with what looked like wolf ears and tail. The devices the girls wore were making them hover, having some propeller device to keep them afloat in the air. The group of witches sighed in relief.
"Glad you guys are here to join the party." Shirley said. Minna nodded with a smile, then turned to the new pilot.
"Please calm down. We'll be able to explain everything."
"No way! Put your weapons down first!" Kaiju said, fear hinting in her voice. Her mind was in total confusion and fear, not knowing what just happened to her and where she was.
"Please, we're not here to hurt you." Sakamoto interjected. She saw the kanji on the pilot's helmet. Monster? What did that mean? The pilot continued to refuse stubbornly.
"First, answer my questions."
"We'll explain everything if you can put down your weapon and follow us back to our base."
"Base? What?" Kaiju questioned, confusion hinted in her voice. She then snapped out of her brief confusion. "No, answer my questions, here and now. Where the hell am I?"
"You are on earth." Minna said. "Look, I know it is difficult to take all this information, but-"
"There's no way I am on Earth. Absolutely no way. You're lying to me." Kaiju interrupted. The tension was growing in the air.
"She's not listening..." Yoshika quietly said, a hint of defeat in her tone.
"Should we just disarm her by force?" Trude quietly asked Minna.
"No... actually. I have a better idea. We just need Luke and Sam here, and hopefully they can clear everything." Minna replied.
"Hey! Answer my question!" Kaiju interrupted. She didn't like the fact that these people were ignoring her.
"Please! Calm down!" Eleanor said with fear. Suddenly, Kaiju heard the ground shake as trees were being pushed out of the way.
"What the..." Kaiju started to back off, aiming her LMG at the grove of trees. From the grove came a militia Atlas titan, with a male militia pilot on top.
"M-Militia?" Kaiju questioned. What is going on?
"*Sorry for the wait, Commander.*" Sam said through her comms. The titan slowed to a stop before she disembarked from her cockpit, jumping down to the ground with ease. Luke did the same, landing on the grass and joining Sam as the two walked forward, next to the four witches on the ground.
"The trees were a bit of a problem. Sorry for the wait." Luke said, looking up to the wing commander in the air. The two pilots focused their attention on the new pilot before them. All the while, Kaiju contemplated on those two pilots. Militia? Here?
"Pilot, please put down your weapon." Sam said with an authoritative tone.
"Yes. No need for things to get problematic. Put down your LMG and we'll be happy to explain." Luke added. Kaiju stood in surprise at the male pilot, looking at him through her visor.
'W-Wait... that voice...' Kaiju thought. Memories began to surface into her mind. Memories from three years ago.
"L-Luke... is that you?" She questioned. Everyone stiffened in surprise at what the pilot said. Especially Luke. How did she know his name?
"H-How do you know my name?" Luke said. Something felt familiar. Very familiar. He wasn't sure if it was true. Could it be...?
The new pilot then took off her helmet. What came next surprised everybody. She looked like Hartmann, having somewhat longer, brown hair than her. Her eyes were a caramel color. Eyes that held surprise, sadness, concern, and joy at the same time. Luke's hands shook.
"E-Ellie?"
Luke took off his helmet so he can clearly see her. The witches saw Luke. He had shaggy, dark brown hair with caramel brown eyes. Eyes that shared the same look as his sister. Ellie dropped her weapon and helmet in shock, making a loud 'thud' on the ground. She stumbled one foot at a time, slowly approaching him.
"L-Luke... I...I-I..." Her eyes began to water with each slow step. Luke just continued to look at her, unable to react.
She then immediately ran to embrace her brother. After three long, painful years, Luke just held her embrace graciously, dropping his rifle and helmet onto the ground. He was beginning to tear up. He couldn't believe it. His sister was alive. A part of his family, alive in front of him.
"Oh my god... L-Luke..." Luke could see his sister, tears rolling down her cheeks. He too felt tears falling from his eyes as the two embraced. Ellie then just started to cry, wailing into the shoulder of her brother. Cries like how a little child would be after being reunited with a parent. Luke just held her as she began to sob into her shoulder, stroking her hair.
"E-Ellie... i-it's okay..." He cooed, trying to comfort his little sister amidst his tears. He just held her little sister closely, wishing the embrace will never end. After three long years, they were reunited.
Sam and the witches just watched the two hold each other. Sam took of her helmet as she warmly smiled at the two. It touched her heart.
The witches had a mix of reactions. Others were still speechless, looking at the two siblings with blank, surprised stares. Others just smiled, touched by the unexpected reunion. Oddly enough, Yoshika was the first to snap out of her trace upon the two, her eye catching something else.
"W-Wait, there's someone else!" She said. Everyone but the two reunited siblings caught onto the fuso witch's words. Yoshika descended down to the ground and hopped out of her striker quickly, running to a patch of grass. Sam immediately followed Yoshika quickly. She could see the figure of a male pilot laying in the grass, appearing to be unconscious. But as she got closer, Sam stopped dead in her tracks.
The pilot had a grey, faded blue color scheme to his uniform. His helmet was more clean in design. He had a checker-pattern design on his shemag. And a recognizable logo was worn on his shoulders. IMC.
"Sam, what's wrong?" Yoshika asked.
"Yoshika, that's an IMC pilot." Yoshika, along with the other witches, stood still from what Sam said. IMC. The ones that the Militia was at war with. The ones that brought so much pain to Luke. The ones that they heard terrible, unimaginable things that they did during the war.
Yoshika stood in front of the unconscious IMC pilot. She questioned it. Although the IMC were bad, was this person just as horrible? He was unconscious, and possibly hurt. She vowed to protect everyone. Even... this man, too?
Yoshika then continued to approach the IMC pilot. She knelt down to him and began the healing process, while Sam just stood behind her. Sam didn't want to help the enemy. The enemy that has done cruel things to her, Luke, and all of the Frontiers-people. But would she let a human being die right in front of these witches?
To Yoshika's surprise, Sam knelt down and assisted with helping the unconscious IMC pilot.
"Sam..."
"I hate to do it, but we're going to stabilize him..." Sam muttered, directing anger towards the enemy in front of her.
"Commander. Get ready in case he does anything funny." Sam ordered. Minna just nodded. These pilots were the ones at war with this man. Nonetheless, she would rather not let blood be spilled. She wasn't going to kill someone today, or any day.
Parker saw his vision returning. From what he remembered earlier, he was falling from the sky after a bright flash of light. Then, everything went dark as he painfully felt the world hit him. His vision was blurry as he groggily groaned. He only made out the figure of a person that stood above him. The sounds around him echoed into his head.
"He's awake!" He heard a young girl say. She sounded very young.
"Yoshika, move aside." He heard another female voice. This time, it was much older, and her tone sounded angry. Another blurry figure appeared in his sight that stood over him. He saw something raise up.
"W-Wait! Sam! Don't!" The young girl cried out.
Parker only remembered the outline of a boot slam into his helmet. The visor of his helmet hit his face, and once again he was knocked out.
So... surprise surprise. Ellie's here too in the SW universe.
In all honesty, I think people were getting to that conclusion. I'm just bad at making surprises, I guess. :P
But now the pilot siblings have been reunited. So touching... Yet, not only that... an IMC pilot is here too! How will this turn out for Parker? The Militia pilots? The witches?
Anyways, I'll see you guys later!
