Strike Witches: Black Masks

by MetaKnight0011

Teenagers have been disappearing since July 2011, July 2012, & recently in 2014. Where they disappeared to is anyone's guess. Once the teens arrive in their new world, wearing all black clothing & gas masks & special necklaces, they are given magical abilities & weapons to help protect the world. Let's join one small group of them as they, along with a famous unit, save the world.

11. Chapter 11: Fast, Big, Soft

Date: June 7th, 1944
Location: Dover, Britannnia, Europe

It is now morning. The sun is up, ready for the new day. In her room, Yoshika is having a dream, which is making her move around in her bed, messing up the blanket. She's wearing a green/grey kimono. "Uh... uh.. wait... what are you doing?" She grips the sheet. "No... don't..." She lays on her right. "Lynne...George...come on... Oh wow... they're huge..." A horn is heard. It's time for everyone to wake up.

Yoshika awakens and falls off her bed. She gasps and screams. Outside, Keita and Mio are meditating and swinging a katana, respectively. They look to the base when they heard a crash.

George and Lynette are standing by next to Yoshika's door, wearing only a pair of boxers, a bird mask, white p;anties, and a pink shirt. "Are you okay?" "Yoshika, what's going on in there?" Lynette opens the door and the two see the brunette moving her legs around while her head is on the wooden floor. Her lower body falls down, making the two flinch when they hear her body hit the flor. "Are you alright?" "Can you move?"

Yoshika is rubbing her rear with her eyes clsoed. "Ah... I'm fine... I fell." he looks to her left with her left eye open. "I know." "We noticed." They walk to her. "I um... I had a dream about us..." Yoshika gasps when the two get close to her. "What was it about?" "I'm curious too." Yoshika looks at Lynette's cleavage and George's bare chest. She turns red. She looks up to their faces. "Uh.. It was nothing! I don't know! I can't remember!" She panics and shakes her head while holding up her hands. "Is it okay if you just forget?" She grabs the blanket and covers herself with it. "Oh, I swear I didn't see anything." She looks down and then up to them. Lynette smiles a little and the two slightly tilt their heads.

With them now fully dressed, they walk along a hallway. Yoshika sighs while staying behind George and Lynette. The light brunette looks back to her. "It's funny: You never stop working, do you?" "You do seem dedicated." Yoshika looks at them. "Huh? What? Of course I do, sillies." She blushes and waves her hands. She brings her hands down. "I mean last night. You were dreaming that we were in formation together." "Mhmm." George nods. "Wait.. Wait, what?" She raises her hands for a second and brings them back down. "Oh yeah... that." She brings up her right hand and points her index upward. "You mean training. That's all we were doing. Just some training, yup." "I know. That's what I mean. You're training, even in your sleep. No wonder you're good." "But um... hopefully after yesterday, you could get some real rest. We just fought the Neuroi, so you can forget about fighting them for a while."

Why did I dream about that? It's so weird... thought the Fusōan brunette as she closes her eyes while walking. She opens her eyes and looks at Lynette's chest, along with George's. She's blushing. It felt so real. They felt real. Lynne's breasts and George's were... She goes to reach for Lynette's since she's next to her. In my dream, I could- "Hey, Miyafuji!" Yoshika smiles and gasps and when she hears her name. "It's not what you think!" She turns to the voice and reacehs out."

She grabs the chest of someone in a white uniform jacket. Yoshika is looking down with her eyes closed. She opens her eyes and looks up. She sees Mio and gasps. Next to her is Keita who just sighs and facepalms. Mio seems unaffacted by the situation. She closes her eyes and looks down. "Are you amused with yourself?" Yoshika pulls her hands back and screams. Lynette and George look at them. "I didn't even see you there." "I could say the same thing." "Me neither! I'm so sorry!" "You are slacking." Mio brings up her sheathed katana. She draws out the blader a little. Yoshika gets nervous and looks to Keita just slightly bows. She turns to Mio again. George and Lynette get kinda scared while Yoshika brings her hands near her chest and gets afraid.

Whack!

Yoshika has her hands on her head. George and Lynette have their hands on hers as well, Lynette rubbing with her left and George patting her with his right. "Huuuhhhh..." She opens her eyes and looks to her left, smiling. Lynette gasps and the two stop. "We're going to the beach?" "That's right. We leave tomorrow morning." "We're going to the eastern coast of this island. So be prepared." They, along with the rest of the 501st and Black Masks, are in a large room that consists of a clock, two dresser/cabinets, several portraits, a couple of couches, and chairs, a red rug, and a table. There's also a few plants, a small night stand, and a set of stairs. "Oh right! The beach! I love the beach!" She gets up and says this while spreading out her arms. The light brunette and bird mask wearer just look up at her. She looks down and sees that the Witches don't give a single reaction. The Black Masks don't move an inch while sitting on some chairs and couches. She can't see their emotions because of their gas masks. She also sees that Hartmann is sitting on a step of the stairs. "Don't you guys love the sea too?"

"Uh Yoshika..." The brunette looks down to her right and sees Lynette looking at her. She has her right hand near her mouth. "We're going there to train, not play." "Just training, nothing more and nothing less." She looks at the two. "Oh, we are?" Mio stands up. "That's right, sergeant." She has her hands on her hips. Yoshika looks at her. Lynette looks away with her hand covering her mouth. George just looks up. "We have to be prepared for anything and that means at different location." She walks around. "For example: What are you going to do if you lose your flying capability and fall in? We'll be training for those types of situations." "Aw..." Yoshika looks down. "What was that, Miyafuji?" Mio turns around and look at her. She screams. "Do you not want to train with us?" Yoshika reaches out her hands. "No! I mean yes! I want to train! I do!" Minna giggles while John chuckles while shaking his head. She stops and opens her eyes. "Okay. I want all of you to meet us here. We will be expecting you at 1000 hours. Clear?" "Yes, Commander." The other Witches reply. "Do you understand?" "Yes, sir." The other Black Masks reply. Minna turns to look at Yoshika. "Do you understand the intructions, Sergeant?" "Yes." John looks at George. "I understand as well, sir." "Good then." "Then will you do me favor and convey this information to Shirley, Morgan, and Ensign Lucchini for us? Shirley was working in the hangar this morning, so look there. And Lucchini is..." Minna brings her hand to her mouth to thinkk. She widens her eyes and brings her hand down. "She's probably sleeping somehwere so I suggest checking the base." "Camillo is probably in the hangar as well with Flight Lieutenant Yeager." "Right. Got it." "Thank you Oh, there's one more thing. I suppose I should tell you you won't be training the entire day." Yoshika gasps. "In other words, there'll be some down time between drills, so pack a swimsuit." Minna closes her left eye while having her right index pointing upward. Yoshika smiles. "Yes, ma'am. I will. I'll be back." She looks to Lynette and George and grabs their hands. "Will you come with me for just a second, please?" "Sure." "I have nothing else to do so yeah." They get up and run off, leaving the room.

Minna, John, Mio, and Keita stand at the doorway, watching the three. "So much energy." "Yeah." "Shirley's in the hangar again?" "I wouldn't be surprised if Camillo is there with her." "Yes, since early this morning." They look at the two. "You think she's going to come up for air some time?" Teh two look at them and back to the direction of the three. "It's about to get noisy around here." "Pretty soon too."

"What do you think I should do about a swimsuit?" "You don't have one?" "Did you not come here with one just in case?" "I do and did, but it's from last year. I'm worried it won't fit anymore." Yoshika gets in front of Lynette and looks at her. "Lucky. So does that mean that you got bigger then?" "Well, um.. yeah, but not the way you think." The Britannian glances to ther left while having her arms under her chest. On her light brown vest is an image of a crown on her left breast. "Hm?" A loud boom is heard and illuminates the hall next to them. The sound causes the three of them to hold on to each other. They look to the hall wehre the sound came from. "What was that noise?" Yoshika has her head on the chests of George and Lynette. "I think it came from the hangar." "Let's go." Yoshika gets straightens up.

The three run in to the hangar, turn, and yell out, "Shirley!" The aformentioned redhead is in her Striker Unit while sitting down on the edge of the Striker holder at the center of the hangar. Next to her is a table with a blue book that's opened, a few tools and a small bottle. "Hm?" She turns and sees them. She closes her eyes and waves. "Yooooo! What's up you guys? Getting into trouble?" She has rabbit ears on her head. On her lower back is the tail of a hare. "Uh..." The three look at her.

"Um... we tought we heard something." Shirley points to her Striker. "Oh, are you talking about this?" A cyan glow covers her. The sides near the engine of the Unit cover it. he laughs. "Check this out." She hops up from the holder and thing locks in her Striker. She revs the engine. The wind being generated blows against her hair. A blue magic circle appears and grows. Yoshika and Lynette cover their ears. George covers his ears even though they're covered by his mask. Their clothes move due to the generated wind. The two have their eyes closed. Yoshika yells, "Oh wow! It's really neat and noisy!" Shirley presses some buttons on a device next to her. "Yeah. It's looking good. Maybe I should adjust the eacceleration on the front a little bit." While Shirley is talking, Yoshika is waving her right arm to get her attention. "Shirley um..." "What's that? I can't hear you." "... It's really loud! My ears hurt! I can't-" She opens her eyes to see Lynette faint fall to George who holds her. "CAN YOU PLEASE TURN IT OOOFFFFFF?!" Shirley covers her ears and has her eyes closed when Yoshika shouted. She uncovers them and opens her eyes. "Are you trying to blow my ears out?" Yoshika gasps and has her right hand over her mouth. "I'm so sorry, but what is that thing and what are you doing in the hangar? You really hurt yourself." "Why are you guys yelling?" They hear a voice, which wakes up Lynette. "Eh?" "Hmm?" "What?" They look up to the ceiling and see Francesca on one of the steel beams with her flag. She's rubbing her left eye. "Lucchihni." She yawns. "Did you come here just to wake me up and put me in a bad mood, becasue if so, congratulations." She jumps off the beam and lands on the floor, not even hurt from the high jump. "I'm so sorry." "You mean you can sleep in the hangar with all that noise around you?" Francesca nods and smiles. "Yeah, because it happens all the time." "It does?" The three look at Shirley. "So does that mean you're down here a lot? What are you working on?" She isn't on the holder. They look back. "I just finished modifying the Striker engine." "You modified the whole engine? What does that mean?" Shirley turns. "I'll be happy to show you. Come on."

Outside of the hanger, the four are watching Shirley preparing her flight. "What does modification mean again?" "It means I adjusted the energy allocation of the magic engine." "And by allocation, you mean that you changed the amount of energy we use for attacking and defence?" "Yup. You got it." "Wow." Lynette has her hands near her mouth. "So what part of the engine did you enhance, Shirley?" Shirley puts on her aviation goggles. She looks to the light brunette who is standing next to Yoshika and George. "I enhanced the speed." Francesca is working a device with the strap around her neck. She brings her right arm up. "Ready." "Right." Shirley revs her engine. After a while, Francesca brings down her arm and points to the runway. "Go!" The blue magic circle underneath the redhead follows her as she races down the runway. The four slightly move back. "Yeah. Looks great." "Wooahh, that was fast!" The little Romagnan looks at the three and back to Shirley. "Oh that's nothing." Before reaching the end, Shirley goes up high into the sky.

Watching her are the four commanders and sub-commanders of the Witches and Black Masks, plus Perrine who has a similar device with her. Mio's watching with some binoculars which she brings down. "Hm. That's quite an improvement." "It is." Minna is watching with binoculars as well. Perrine, who is between the four speaks. "Exactly 50 seconds to reach an altitude of 1,000 meters. That is by far her fastest rate of ascent ever." Minna puts down her binoculars. "It is pretty loud though." "Really loud." Mio, Keita, and Perrine look to the two commanders and back. "Let's see what she does this time." "I'm expecting Camillo to show up in about a few seconds." "Same. Speed is all he thinks about, pretty much like her."

"All right, Merlin. Magical engine, full output, go!" She speeds off, leaving a white trail. Below, Lynette comments, "I can't believe she's still accelerating." Francesca is watching the device. "Yup. 770. 780, 786, 790, 795." "Wow." "Oh my." "800 kilometers, that's a new record!" A voice is heard in their intercoms. "Testing again?" A black blur zooms down and follows the white trail. "Knew it." The black blur slows down when it reaches Shirley. They fly past the four. "Wooooaahh!" Francesca points to them. "Let's go!"

"Come on. Let's go. Speed it up." "You got this, Shirley." The redhead looks to her right and sees a BM flying next to her wearing a Striker Unit that is very different from the others. The engine in her Striker starts sputtering.

"Her acceleration is peaking." Mio and Keita look to Perrine. "How fast did she go?" Perrine looks at them. "Just a little over 800 kilometers." "I see. So that means she tops out after reaching 800." "We were right." They look to Minna and John. "It would appear this is her limit after all." "Seems so." Mio and Keita look back. "The speed of sound... still remains just beyond her reach." "Hopefully, she'll reach it soon."

The four run on the runway while looking up at the two. They fly down close to them. "That's amazing." "Shirley, you set a new record." "You two were fast and amazing." Shirley cheers. "Alright!" She tries to keep her balance but falls down. Camillo goes to grab her but falls as well. They all scream.

Yoshika is down while holding Shirley's chest. The bright redhead is holding herself up with her arms. George is laying on his back with Lynette laying on her right on his torso. Francesca is on Camillo's back with the BM facing Shirley. They groan. Shirley chuckles and smiles with her eyes closed. "Let's go get something to eat."

The sun is starting to set. Yoshika, Lynette, George, and Fracesca are back in the hanger with Shirley and Camillo. Shirley is working on her Striker Unit. The three are going through a book that has several pictures of the bright redhead. In three pictures: she's on top of a red vehicle that's similar to a car and motorcycle that has a rabbit's head painted on its left, she's holding a trophy, and she's standing next to a motorcycle. Yoshika turns the next page and there's three more pictures that include her wearing a ring of green on her head, her sitting on a chair, and some people racing on motorcycles. "What is all of this?" George and Lynette read part of a page. "New record achievment received by the Glamorous Shirley." They look at each other and Lynette quickly turns to the Liberion. "Um, why are you in a biker magazine?" Francesca, who is sitting on the Striker holder and watching Shirley work, looks at them. "I don't know. I think it's because she used to ride bikes before she became a pilot." Shirley, working on her Unit while eating a burger with no hands, stops and looks at them. "Have you efer heard of the Bonnefille Flats?" She pulls away her sandwich while chewing and talking, her question, being barely audible. "Bonneville?" "Yeah. It's a flat made of salt as far as the eye can see. Right in the middle of Liberion." "Wow. I've never heard of that place before." Shirley looks back at her unit. "I'm not surprised. It's kind of like a holy land for us speed freaks."

-Flashback-

Date: 1942 or 1943
Location: Bonneville Salt Flats, Utah, United States of Liberion, North Liberion

Shirley is driving her red motorcycle while, of course, wearing a helmet. A ticking is heard. She grunts. A man is sitting on a chair, looking at some meters with the hands moving. He is also wearing a headset.

"You could say that article is the reason you're graced with my presence today. The day is written, I was told about these witches who fly through the air at the fastest speeds with magical engines."

She passes by some equipment, and a click is heard, along with cheers. The hands on the meters move and stop. She gets out of the motorcycle and raises up her helmet with her right arm. Her left hand is on her hip. She's smiling while people around her wave, cheer, and take pictures. A sign above her says "Bonneville Salt Flats". She's wearing a black jacket, shorts, and boots. A picture is taken of the view.

-Flashback End-

Under the photo of her is a strip of paper that says, "a championship". "I went home that day and applied to enlist in the military. And now I'm in a hangar with you two ladies and gentleman." Shirley is on one oknee while telling her raises her right hand and closes her eyes with a smile. The three are kneeling down in front of her. "It's great. So in your days off, you try to break your speed record with the equipment you're working on here?" "You have the top speed! That's so amazing!" "Indeed it is." Yoshika slightly frowns. "But if you're already at the top, how fast will you have go before you're satisfied?" The two look at her and back to Shirley who has her index on her chin. "Hm. Never thought about it... huh... The speed of sound. I want to exceed Mach One someday." "Wait. What do you mean by speed of sound?" "It's the speed at which sound travels. At about 1,200 kilometers per hour." They turn to see Camillo who's about to take a bite out of his burger while leaning against the Striker holder standing up. He's holding up the bottom of his gas mask. The three look back to Shirley and Yoshika gasps. Lynette asks, "Do you really think it's possible to go that fast? The number sounds almost made up." "Who knows." Shirley stands up. "I don't." She takes off the goggles that hanging on her neck. "But if we don't chase after our dreams, we'll lose them forever." She winks at them. "Kay. That's all I got for today." She looks at her Striker Unit. The upper frontal parts of the two halves are uncovered. She hangs her goggles on the left half's wing. She looks at them. "Hang on a sec. You guys came in here for something. What was it? Hm?" "I'm curious as well." She puts her left hand on her hip Camillo stands next to her. The three look at each other. "Huh?" They realize and scream. "MMAAA!" They look at her and Camillo. "Oh no we forgot!"

They walk out of the hangar. "We're supposed to meet at 1000 hours in the morning." "How fun. I can't wait." "Oh.. to train somewhere else?" "Nope." Shirley turns around and looks at them while raising up her right hand, lifting up her thumb, index and middle fingers. "To see you three in swimsuits." The brunettes blush and shriek. Lynette places her hands on her head. George just says, "Wha..." Camillo chuckles and leaves with Shirley who chuckles. "I could say the same but..." The three follow them.

In the hangar, immediately after they leave, Francesca wakes up after sleeping on the Striker holder. She gets up and raises her left arm. She has her left eye open while the other is closed. She puts her right hand over her mouth as she yawns. She looks down and gasps, widening her eyes. She's looking at Shirley's aviation goggles. "Ahh.." She jumps off and takes a step to the Unit. She grabs the goggles and swipes them off. She turns with her right arm raised, holding the goggles. The two halves of the Unit fall down as she lifts up the goggles with her two hands to look at them. She looks down at the Striker Unit. "Uh.." Oil is leaking and some parts are scattered. She screams and places her hands on her head. "It's going to be okay. I'll just put them together and no one will notice." The Romagnan picks up the Striker and places it back on the holder. She puts back the other parts. She looks at two parts. "Hold on. These two look exactly alike. Which one goes on top? Maybe it was this one?" She looks between the two of them.

It is now night and the moon illuminates the dark sky and sea. "Huuhh..." Francesca has a few oil stains on her clothes and there's some on her face. She wipes her face with her right arm and places her hand on her hip. "There. It doesn't look any different. I dont think..." She looks at the Unit which she put back together.

Date: June 8th, 1944
Location: Dover, Britannia, Europe

The sun is up and some clouds move by. Shirley, Camillo, and Francesca run to the edge of a cliff while laughing. They're wearing the swimsuits they wore back in late May which are a two-piece red swimsuit, two-piece white-and-black swimsuit, and green trunks along with his gas mask and gold necklace. Camillo jumps first, then Shirley, and finally Francesca. They fall into the water. Manfred and Barkhorn are swimming in the waters, behind them is Hartmann who is dog paddling. Eila, Jack, and Sanya are sitting down on the beach, looking at the water. Eila is wearing a two-piece white-and-blue swimsuit, Jack's wearing grey trunks with his gas mask and golden necklace, and Sanya is in a two-piece black swimsuit. Sanya says, "My skin is burning." Followed by Eila. "I'm hungry." Jack says, "I'm tired." "I don't understand. Why do we have to wear these?" They look to their right and see Yoshika, George, Lynette, Minna, John, Mio, and Keita. "Hmm?"

Mio says, "You'll need them in a marine emergency. I don't like repeating myself, Sergeant." Yoshika is in her sukumizu, Lynette is wearing a pink-and-light pink one-piece, and George is wearing blue trunks with, of course, his bird mask and gold necklace. The three are also wearing grey Striker Units. "It's best to listen." "All right, girls and boy, everyone's finished their training. Looks like you three are the only ones left." "Do this and you'll get to go swimming just like everyone." Mio is wearing her sukumizu and wielding her shinai with the tip on the ground and her hands on the hilt, Keita has on navy blue drunks with his gas mask and golden necklace, Minna has on a white two-piece bikini and green jacket, and finally John's in dark green trunks, and, like the other BMs, he's also wearing his gas mask and gold necklace with a plane hanging from it. "Stop wasting time and get in there." They turn and fall in the waters below. They try to swim up but go down. "They're not coming up." "No." "I don't hear anything." "Neither do I."

Mio brings out a gold/black/white stopwatch with a red strap. She looks at it and ticking is heard. Keita looks up at the sun and back to the waters. "I guess this means they won't be flying." She puts down the watch. "Guess so." Minna brings her right hand near her chin. "Do you think we're pushing them too hard?" "Maybe." Yoshika resurfaces and gasps for air. Same goes Lynette and George. They swing their arms to stay up. Mio gets on one knee and brings her hands close to her mouth. "This isn't the kiddie pool." Minna leans slightly foward with her hands on her knees. John and Keita are just standing with their arms crossed. Keita says, "You can do it. Take a page out of Perrine's book. " The Gallian girl swims by and looks at the three. "Hmm.. So sad." She looks foward with her eyes closed and continues to swim. "It's heavy... I can't... help..." Yoshika and her two friends sink back down.

Back with the Eastern Europeans, the three are still sitting down and watching the water. Sanya says, "I'm sleepy." "Okay, everyone. Time for a break."

Barkhorn, Hartmann, and Manfred walk along the beach while wearing their swimsuits. Barkhorn is wearing a black-and-grey one-piece with a white eagle imprinted on the chest. Hartmann's in a on dark blue one-piece that has a white eagle as well on the chest. Manfred's wearing black trunks with his gas mask and gold necklace. Barkhorn has her arms above her head while Hartmann smiles with her eyes closed and Manfred has his arms crossed. Francesca looks on at the waters. Perrine walks by in her blue two-piece.

George, Lynette, and Yoshika walk from the waters on the beach while holding their grey Striker Units. They're panting. "I... can't... move..." "Me neither..." Yoshika falls first followed by Lynette. "I can still... nope..." George falls soon after. "Huh... They lied to us, Lynette, George... They said we'd have breaks but they still haven't stopped torturing us." "You get used to it." Yoshika opens her eyes. The three gasp, get up, and look back to see Shirley looking down at them with her hands on her hips. "Shirley?" She points her right index upward. "It gets easier. Trust me." She sits and lays down on her back between them. She closes her eyes. "And besides, you get to train on the beach. Nothing wrong with that." The three sigh and turn to lay on their backs. They relax and enjoy the sunny day.

"This feels so good. I love it." "Yeah. Me too." "And me three." "Me four." Yoshika looks at the sky while shielding her eyes with her right hand. An object flies high above. It flies past the sun. The brunette slightly narrows her eyes. "What's that?" She sits up. Followed by Lynette and George. "What's the matter?" "What's the issue this time?" "I don't know. I thought I saw something. It was flying across the sun." Shirley sits up. "What was it?" She looks at the sky. George looks as well. In his vision, he starts to see the object more clearly. His vision zooms in.

It's shaped like a plane, kinda similar to Camillo's Striker Unit. The wings are at its rear with something pointy on top of its left wing. There was a tall vertical fin on the underside of it. What George noticed is its color scheme: black with small red dots on its underside. There a few at the rear under the wings, next to the fin, center, and under the front of it. It was a Neuroi. Shirley said, "The enemy." at the same time George said, "Neuroi." Lynette gasps. Yoshika just says, "Neuroi?" Shirley gets up and runs to the runway. The three turn back. "Shirley, hold on." They get up but Yoshika falls down with her rear up again. The two look at her. The siren is heard and they look to the base.

"It's an enemy craft. It appears to have slipped through the radar net." "Great..." "Damn." "Right now?" Mio is holding a red phone attached to a red box on a large boulder. Keita is on top of the boulder looking around. Minna was looking at her and is now watching the waters. John is standing next to the two girls and is looking up as well. "The second time two days ahead of schedule." "Who we have?" "Shirley and the others are already on the move. Francesca, Eila, and Perrine, followed by Barkhorn, Hartmann, Manfred, and Camillo are running to the hangar with Camillo running faster than the others. Shirley jumps over the short concrete walls and runs to the hangar. George, Yoshika, and Lynette follow after her with Yoshika having trouble getting up. George and Yoshika watch her. "Wow. She even runs fast." Yoshika manages to bring her body close the edge of the short wall. Lynette tries to get up. George goes to help them.

The Neuroi flies through the air while leaving a white trail.

Shirley runs in the hanger, up the stairs of the Striker holder with a light illuminating the area to help her see. She slides into her Striker Unit. Rabbit ears and a hare tail pop out of her. Her engines are heard and a magic circle appears underneath the redhead. The hanger door slides up. "This is Yeager," She holds her goggles. She opens her eyes. "taking off." The holder releases her. She goes down the runway. "Shirley wait!" Yoshika ducks down as the Liberian flies above her. Lynette and George catch up and look up to see Shirley flying. "Are you okay?" They look down at the brunette who slowly brings herself up. "Hmm..." Lynette looks to the hanger and back to her. "We gotta go!" Yoshika gasps and looks to hanger. George picks her up.

Shirley flies up, turns, and goes to the direction of the alien. "Shirley, can you hear me?" Minna's voice is heard on her intercom. "Yes, ma'am." Back at the base near the runway, Minna is speaking on a piece of equipment on a few crates that is connected to a small tower. Next to her is John. On the crate next to them on the opposite side are Mio and Keita who are looking at them and a map. "We've spotted an enemy craft. An ultra high-speed model. It's already moving inland." Shirley's voice is heard. "What's its course?" "Current heading: West northwest from your location." Keita uses a Ludwig precision ruler for Mio to line up the Neuroi's course. "Judging by its course, it's target is..." She does a line a draws a large circle around London. "London." Mio and John look at the map, then to Mio and Keita. Mio goes and gets the microphone. "Heading to London. Single units take the lead. Shirley: this one's on you. Show them your speed." Back with the flying redhead, she puts on her aviation goggles. "Yes, ma'am." "Also, Camillo will be joining you very soon." "Yes, sir." Shirley picks up speed, leaving behind George, Lynette, and Yoshika who just showed up. They back away from the blast of air that followed Shirley's sudden speed increase. They recover. "Look how far she is already." "I know." "Lynne, George: we gotta hurry!"

"Come on Shirley, please don't let us down." "Just be safe." Francesca runs by and stops, looking at the direction the four went while also catching the attention of the four commanders and sub-commanders. "Oh no. Shirley left the hangar already.. Uh oh, I hope I put it back together right." "You put what back together right?" "I want to know too." Mio and Keita ask. "Well um.. last night, Shirley's Striker was.. I mean I think I may or may not have.." Francesca looks down, closes her eyes, and has her right index near her mouth. Minna and John grunt, making the little Romagnan widen her eyes and look back, sweating. "Uh... Nothing. I forget." Minna is right next to her, along with John. Both releasing a dark aura with Minna smiling. "Are you sure about that?" "I suggest you try to remember, Ensign Lucchini." She closes her eyes. Francesca looks back, looking nervous and scared.

In the hangar, Camillo is drinking some water. He puts down the bottle next to another empty bottle on the floor. He sighs. "Let's go." He puts his right hand on the plane hanging from his necklace. "F/A-18E, Striker Mode." A gold flash covers him. After that, he's now in his Striker Unit, which has no point at the bottom, just a round flat end. The wings are bit longer on the upper sides. On the lower sides are smaller wings that are swept. Metal rods are sticking out at the tips of the long wings. Two vertical fins are on each of the two halves. "Captain Camillo Morgan, launching." His Striker floats up a bit. Small blue flames are coming out of the four small ends. A blue magic circle appears underneath him. He takes off, racing down the runway, past the five. He flies up before reaching the end.

What's happening? Something feels different. Shirley is flying through the air, leaving a white trail as well. Her chest is moving, and her hair is moving. Her BAR is strapped to her back. The small tubes at the sides of her Striker are spewing out flames. "Lieutenant... you need to return immediately." Mio's voice is heard but is being interrupted.

"I repeat: come in, Lieutenant. You must return to the base. I repeat: Lieutenant Shirley, you must return to the base. Shirley..." Everyone is gathered around the crates. Francesca is sitting on one of crates nearby. She has a bump on her head and is whimpering. Minna and John look back to the horizon. "Where are they? Time is running out. They need to catch up quickly." "I'm sure they'll catch up in no time, Minna."

"She's getting too far away." "We'll never catch up to her now." "If only we were fast as well."

Strange. The acceleration isn't slowing down. The engine must be doing better today. Shirley continues flying. Her Striker Unit starts sputtering. "... list..." The voice of Mio is barely audible. I recognize this feeling. It's the same. It's just like that day. Shirley spreads her arms out and smiles. She remembers her time at the Bonneville Salt Flats and breaking a speed record. "Return to base immediately. Do you copy?" Her voice becomes clearer. A magic circle forms as a sphere and becomes a circle in front of Shirley. She laughs. "Wooooooooooooooooooooooo!" She closes her eyes and opens them. She picks up more speed. A white cone starts to form around her. She flies extremely fast. The cone goes behind her and explodes, causing the water below to erupt a second later. White rings come form and are left behind by Shirley. The sound distruption flies through the three. "Hm?" Then they're later pushed back later by another. "She actually did it. WAY TO GO, SHIRLEY!" Camillo moves above and past them. "I'm coming!" He speeds off as well.

Shirley has her eyes closed. She opens them and is looking at the waters below her. "Did I do it? Did I break Mach One? Is that supersonic speed feels like?" She smiles. "Wow. Awesome! I did it! I really did it!" She spins around. "Do you copy, Lieutenant?! Answer me!" Mio's voice is clearer now. Shirley puts her left index on the intercom. "Major, I finally did it! I exceeded the speed of sound!" "Stop! You're going to crash into the enemy!" Shirley gasps and looks towards her forward direction. A red flash is seen. "Oh no." "SHIRLEY!" Camillo reaches her and grabs her. They hold out their hands and their Strikers, trying to slow down and protect themselves. They get closer to the Neuroi. "Ahhh..." They bring up their shields. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" They go through the Neuroi, their screams become muffled. They then come out the front, their screams being loud again. White smoke comes out of the hole in the rear and the whole craft explodes.

The three managed to catch up. Lynette says, "The enemy's been destroyed." Minna's voice is heard. "What about Shirley?" Yoshika looks. "She's um.. She's... She's alright." They see her fly up with Camillo. "She made it. Shirley's going to be okay." "Camillo will be as well. Thank goodness he's safe." The three fly to them. Shirley's bikini starts coming apart. Same can be said for Camillo's trunks. The bright redhead is smiling with her eyes closed and is blushing. The propellers on her Striker stop spinning and disappear. The Unit falls off of her. A gold flash occurs and quickly dies down. Camillo's Striker Unit turned back into a necklace. They fall down. The three watch and panic. Yoshika points to Shirley while having herleft hand near her mouth. "Oh no! Is she going to be okay?!" "Is he going to be alright?!" They fly down. Yoshika and Lynette go for Shirley while George goes to get Camillo. They fly down and turn to fly above the water. They race to reach the two fliers. Yoshika and Lynette grab Shirley and fly up. George grabs Camillo's right arm as well as the two halves of Shirley's Striker, holding them by the large holes where the legs are supposed to go in. He goes down but manages to stay up. Camillo's lower body is submerged along with the Striker Unit.

Yoshika opens her eyes and sees that her left hand is on Shirley's right breast. Lynette is holding her from the back. She slightly moves her head back and is blushing. "Um... oh no, I..." She squeezes her breast. "What is it? What happened?" Mio's voice is heard. She smiles and closes her eyes. Lynette opens her eyes, sees what Yoshika's doing, and quickly shuts them, embarassed by her actions. "It's nothing. Everything's fine. Shirley's been rescued, as well as Captain Morgan but..."

"Yeah but what?" Yoshika's voice is heard. "Wow... they're gigantic..." Minna blushes and brings her left hand close to her mouth. John, who is standing next to her, facepalms and shakes his head. Lynette's voice is heard. "Yoshika, what do you think you're doing?" Yoshika giggles. George's voice is heard. "Just stop Yoshika. I'm already holding Captain Morgan. I don't need to know this." "Why are you carrying him like that?" "You don't want to know. It's best if you don't." Mio slams her hands down. "Damn it, Sergeant! I demand to know what's going on!" Keita just looks away.

"I'm sorry, Major, but it's too hard to explain." "It is, Major Sakamoto." The sun is down and the sky is starting to go dark. Yoshika says, "I'm so hungry."

Name: Charles Franco Morgan
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Likes: Everything relating to speed.
Dislikes: Doing favors for his "friends".
Appearance: Pale skin. Brown hair and eyes. Is wearing a black helmet, black gas mask, a gold necklace with a plane hanging from it, a long black trench coat, black gloves, and black boots.
Status: Alive
Date of Birth: July 4th, 2003
Date of Disappearance: January 1st, 2016

December 7, 2020... retired Brigadier General Charles "Chuck" E. Yeager passed away at the age of 97. Sadly, this has an effect on us. Charlotte "Shirley" E. Yeager's real-life counterpart has died... It's pretty sad.

So, as of now, Chuck is the last of the real-life 501st to pass away.

Franco Lucchini
December 24, 1914-July 5th, 1943
Lydia Litvyak
August 18, 1921-August 1st, 1943
Wolf-Dietrich Wilcke
March 11, 1913-March 23rd, 1944
Kaneyoshi Muto
June 1916-July 24, 1945
Gerhard Barkhorn
March 20th, 1919-January 8th, 1983
Erich Hartmann
April 19th, 1922-September 20th, 1993
Eilo Juutilainen
February 21st, 1914-February 21st, 1999
Saburō Sakai
August 25, 1916-September 22, 2000
Pierre Clostermann
February 28th, 1921-March 22, 2006
Arthur Bishop
June 13, 1923-February 14th, 2013
Charles Yeager
February 13th, 1923-December 7th, 2020

I know Arthur is Lynette's sister's counterpart, but I'm going with the two Bishop sisters being based off of him. Happy New Years Eve and Happy New Years! Let's hope 2021 will be a great year!