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this is my first Fanfic, please be kind in your reviews
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Chapter 1: Admiration
He stared up at the picture with a look of wonder and admiration in his eyes. 4 men were standing there in a kind of heroic pose, which was under stand able since they were heroes. They were the Four Horsmen, four elite AC pilots who could easily defeat any opponent. Whichever side they decided to join always won, whichever cause they saw fit to fight for was a winning cause. The one on the left side was Richard, better known as WAR, a tall man with deep red hair, he piloted the AC Soul Reaver. On the right side was Adam, or Chaos. He was even taller than Richard, with long blondish hair and cold gaze in his blue eyes. He piloted the AC Carnage, who some said that the red on his AC was actually blood from his fallen enemies and not paint. In front of them kneeling down was Jimmy, or Pain, as he liked to call himself. He was a shorter man than the rest, his light brown hair alway neatly combed. His AC was Panick, which is exactly what the enemy did when they saw him. Stories told of him actually frightening off a dozen pilots just by turning his AC towards them. Finally, in the back was thier leader, Knight. No one knew what he looked like, probably not even the other Horsmen, for he always wore his helmet around other people. Many people called him the Angel of Death. Wherever he fought, nothing was left on the field but the dead. His AC was Ragnarok, an absolute marvel of machinary. It showed of Knight's talents of machinary and science as he had built Ragnarok with his own two hands. Every single peice in it was of his own design. No one knows the full capabilities of his AC, but some say that even after 5 years, it's still superior to anything todays scientist can come up with.
The young man was only 18 and was still training to become a full AC pilot. He had a slender build with light brown hair which hung down on his head and was always a little unkept. The Four Horsemen were his insparation for becoming a pilot. He wanted badly to become like them, fearless in battle, unbeatable. He so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't hear the footsteps coming up.
"Still looking at that picture Ryan?" he heard a voice behind him
"Wha! Oh, Mike... you scared me" Ryan exclaimed.
Mike could only chuckle, "Everytime I see you, you're looking at that damn picture. Will you ever get tired of staring at it?"
Mike was slightly older at 25, not tall and not short, not slender, but a bit muscular, mostly due to all the work he does as a mechanic. His long black hair is always tied up in a ponytail except for a few bangs that hang in his face. His eyes were a deep green and seemed to hold more wisdom in them that most men twice his age.
Ryan laughed, "Probably not" taking a glance at it "I've always wanted to know what it would be like to fight alongside the Four Horsemen, or even to meet them" he said looking back at Mike
"Well you won't even know what it'll be like to fight if you don't finish your AC training. I've just finished fixing up the mess of an AC you left me last time."
"Sorry about that Mike, but I knew you could handle it. You are the best mechanic we've ever had"
"You shouldn't go talking to highly of a mechanic" They heard a voice coming up to them, "they might get the idea that they're as good as us pilots"
"Shut up Edward!" Ryan yelled "If it wasn't for mechanics like Mike, we wouldn't have any AC's to pilot at all!"
Edward just gave a smirk that made his already sly looking face look more devilish. His hair was so red that you would think his head was on fire. His eyes also gave off a slight red tint from the enhancement he received a few years ago. He said the human plus upgrades made him a better pilot than an ordinary person.
He looked down on Ryan "You mean if it wasn't for mechanics like him YOU wouldn't have an AC to pilot. Some of us just aren't as sloppy as you are"
Ryan gave a look like he was about to attack when Mike put a hand on his shoulder, "Easy now. No need to get into any trouble now. Your test is about to begin, you don't want to miss that"
"You better listen to him Ryan, we wouldn't want our pilots in training to end up in the infimary before they even get into their AC" Edward quipped and Ryan while giving a sneering chuckle.
Mike gave him and angry look, "and you" he scowled "need to be getting out of here and to the commander. That little stunt you pulled got a few civilians hurt and ruined some of the equipment in your AC. It's gonna take a long time to fix that stuff."
"Casualties are the price of war..." Edward began before Mike cut him off.
"We're trying to prevent war!" waving his wrench at him "so I suggest you cool it and get before I knock you in that thick skull of yours"
Edward turned and walked towards the commanders office with a barely audible "whatever"
Mike turned towards Ryan "and you too... get. I got alotta work to do and you got your tests to pass"
"Oh yea... right. See ya later Mike" Ryan waved as he raced off.
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to be continued...
this is my first Fanfic, please be kind in your reviews
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Chapter 1: Admiration
He stared up at the picture with a look of wonder and admiration in his eyes. 4 men were standing there in a kind of heroic pose, which was under stand able since they were heroes. They were the Four Horsmen, four elite AC pilots who could easily defeat any opponent. Whichever side they decided to join always won, whichever cause they saw fit to fight for was a winning cause. The one on the left side was Richard, better known as WAR, a tall man with deep red hair, he piloted the AC Soul Reaver. On the right side was Adam, or Chaos. He was even taller than Richard, with long blondish hair and cold gaze in his blue eyes. He piloted the AC Carnage, who some said that the red on his AC was actually blood from his fallen enemies and not paint. In front of them kneeling down was Jimmy, or Pain, as he liked to call himself. He was a shorter man than the rest, his light brown hair alway neatly combed. His AC was Panick, which is exactly what the enemy did when they saw him. Stories told of him actually frightening off a dozen pilots just by turning his AC towards them. Finally, in the back was thier leader, Knight. No one knew what he looked like, probably not even the other Horsmen, for he always wore his helmet around other people. Many people called him the Angel of Death. Wherever he fought, nothing was left on the field but the dead. His AC was Ragnarok, an absolute marvel of machinary. It showed of Knight's talents of machinary and science as he had built Ragnarok with his own two hands. Every single peice in it was of his own design. No one knows the full capabilities of his AC, but some say that even after 5 years, it's still superior to anything todays scientist can come up with.
The young man was only 18 and was still training to become a full AC pilot. He had a slender build with light brown hair which hung down on his head and was always a little unkept. The Four Horsemen were his insparation for becoming a pilot. He wanted badly to become like them, fearless in battle, unbeatable. He so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't hear the footsteps coming up.
"Still looking at that picture Ryan?" he heard a voice behind him
"Wha! Oh, Mike... you scared me" Ryan exclaimed.
Mike could only chuckle, "Everytime I see you, you're looking at that damn picture. Will you ever get tired of staring at it?"
Mike was slightly older at 25, not tall and not short, not slender, but a bit muscular, mostly due to all the work he does as a mechanic. His long black hair is always tied up in a ponytail except for a few bangs that hang in his face. His eyes were a deep green and seemed to hold more wisdom in them that most men twice his age.
Ryan laughed, "Probably not" taking a glance at it "I've always wanted to know what it would be like to fight alongside the Four Horsemen, or even to meet them" he said looking back at Mike
"Well you won't even know what it'll be like to fight if you don't finish your AC training. I've just finished fixing up the mess of an AC you left me last time."
"Sorry about that Mike, but I knew you could handle it. You are the best mechanic we've ever had"
"You shouldn't go talking to highly of a mechanic" They heard a voice coming up to them, "they might get the idea that they're as good as us pilots"
"Shut up Edward!" Ryan yelled "If it wasn't for mechanics like Mike, we wouldn't have any AC's to pilot at all!"
Edward just gave a smirk that made his already sly looking face look more devilish. His hair was so red that you would think his head was on fire. His eyes also gave off a slight red tint from the enhancement he received a few years ago. He said the human plus upgrades made him a better pilot than an ordinary person.
He looked down on Ryan "You mean if it wasn't for mechanics like him YOU wouldn't have an AC to pilot. Some of us just aren't as sloppy as you are"
Ryan gave a look like he was about to attack when Mike put a hand on his shoulder, "Easy now. No need to get into any trouble now. Your test is about to begin, you don't want to miss that"
"You better listen to him Ryan, we wouldn't want our pilots in training to end up in the infimary before they even get into their AC" Edward quipped and Ryan while giving a sneering chuckle.
Mike gave him and angry look, "and you" he scowled "need to be getting out of here and to the commander. That little stunt you pulled got a few civilians hurt and ruined some of the equipment in your AC. It's gonna take a long time to fix that stuff."
"Casualties are the price of war..." Edward began before Mike cut him off.
"We're trying to prevent war!" waving his wrench at him "so I suggest you cool it and get before I knock you in that thick skull of yours"
Edward turned and walked towards the commanders office with a barely audible "whatever"
Mike turned towards Ryan "and you too... get. I got alotta work to do and you got your tests to pass"
"Oh yea... right. See ya later Mike" Ryan waved as he raced off.
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to be continued...