*** 4-10-03 I'm not new to writing fan fiction, but I'm new to any HTML
usage, so I'm sorry about this with the br breaks in between each line,
but I've fixed that now and now that I'm looking at it, I'm going to try to
break down this story because it is so long into 3 chapters to make it
easier to read. Also, I'm adding more details to make the story better
because I wrote this 2 years ago. Thanks again for being patient -
Sarah***
Two American planes, both had holes in the sides from bullets being shot at them, flew over the ocean that separated Japan and China. They were the brave ones who were a part of the Dolittle Raid. They were the ones who had dropped bombs on Tokyo for revenge of those killed at Pearl Harbor. They were the unfortunate ones whose fuel tanks were empty, and flying over to what seemed to them to be an endless ocean. In the plane ahead of the other, Captain Rafe McCawley was the pilot, one of the best in the country as he was described. Nervously he checked the fuel gage and sighed. He turned to his co-pilot, Red Winkle, who was searching through the empty cans in hope of a full one and bit his bottom lip.
"How many cans of fuel have we got left?" he yelled over the noisy engine. Red pushed the cans aside that were lying on the floor, the empty ones falling over and sliding against the cold metal.
"These are all empty!" Someone yelled, helping Red in his search. Red grabbed one can and found it heavy.
"Is this all we've got?" he yelled.
"That's it Red!" The other person shouted back. Red turned toward the front of the plane and looked at Rafe.
"Rafe, you'd better pray for land!" he yelled. Rafe clutched the levers in front of him as one of propellers in back of him died. He quickly pulled down one of the levers then pushed it back up, and the propeller began to spin again. In the other plane, Captain Daniel Walker was at the controls. Danny looked at the never-ending ocean in front of him and sighed.
"All ocean and no land. No nothing," he muttered to himself. Danny reached into his pocket and pulled out a photo, and sadly looked at it, a woman with long dark hair and a bright smile. In the other plane, Red climbed back in his seat, leaned over and muttered to himself, but Rafe's eyes were on the horizon.
"I see the coast," he whispered. Red turned toward him.
"I see the coast fellas!" Rafe yelled again into radio's walkie-talkie.
"Copy that Rafe," Danny shouted back into his speaker with a grin, "we're gonna make it."
"Danny now follow me, we can make this, I can see the coast," Rafe said as he held his close to his mouth as the planes neared the cliffs that were land in China, "it's only a few miles out, follow me."
"We're following you Rafe. We've gotta find a soft landing spot," Danny shouted happily, knowing that they were saved.
"I'm pushing two," Rafe yelled to the people in his plane, pushing up another lever.
"Fellas this is going to be a hard landing, hold on. I see the rice patties!" he yelled again into his speaker. Danny shifted a few levers, following close behind.
"We can make it in easy. Were gonna make it," Rafe shouted into his speaker, then watched as the plane passed over a ditch in the field, tents were in it with the Japanese flag on them.
"JAPS! We got Jap patrols all over the place! Danny- you've gotta fine somewhere else to land- were a dead stick!" he yelled. Danny saw the tents pass by him.
** ( In case you couldn't tell, this is where I changed it)**
"Rafe we're stickin' with you!" Danny shouted, pulling at the levers of his plane, making the whole plane turn on its side, and began to pull up along the side of the plane in front of it.
"Danny- Goddamn it no, listen to me! Go the other way!" Rafe screamed, waving his arm, watching as the plane came closer towards his.
"Rafe- we're not going anywhere. BAIL OUT!" Danny yelled.
"No-"
"RAFE HAVE EVERYONE IN THAT PLANE BAIL OUT, THE JAPS WILL FOLLOW TO WHERE THE PLANES CRASHED!" Danny screamed, looking out the side window at his friend in the other plane, then turned to the people in back of him.
"JUMP OUT AND ACTIVATE YOU PARACHUTTES. DO IT NOW! AS SOON AS YOU LAND GET DOWN AND HIDE! GET YOUR WEAPONS READY!" Danny yelled over the loud engines. The other soldiers in the plane looked around then reached for the door latch.
"DANNY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Rafe shouted into his radio and watched with wide eyes as men jumped out from the back of the other plane.
"BAIL OUT NOW!" Rafe yelled to the men in back of him, and they quickly did the same, opening the door where the bombs would fall and jumped out.
"RAFE GET OUT!" Danny screamed as their planes lowered closer to the ground. Rafe pulled the levers up, tilting the nose of the plane towards the sky, then ran to where the men jumped out, threw his body toward the exit, and pulled at his parachute. Danny did the same, attempted to pull the plane up once again, but seeing it was getting dangerously near the ground and quickly slowing down to the point where it would not fly any more, he jumped out the bomb exit and quickly landed on the ground, rolling, rapidly spinning on in the dirt. He pulled at the plants and slowly stopped rolling, then saw a huge explosion, followed by an even larger one, not that far away. Danny ducked his head and the blast went over him, only smoke because there was no fuel for there to be fire. He hid in the tall grass as he heard footsteps run quickly by him, praying to God they hadn't seen any of the men or Rafe. Danny leaned on his arm and he winced in pain. He closed his eyes to keep the smoke from making his eyes sting. He looked up nervously when he heard some shouts in Japanese. The farther the voices got, the angrier they sounded. Shots rang out, and clanged loudly against metal. The voices neared him and Danny clawed at the ground, lifting his sore body and crawling away from the Japanese.
"Oh my god...," he groaned inwardly when he tried to kneel, clutching his left knee. It began to bleed through, and he looked around him, tightly holding his leg, gripping his pants.. The voices were getting quieter, and he began to get nervous when he could hear no one. That meant one of two things, either the Japanese had left with some of his men, holding them prisoners of war, or no one could hear him if he called to them. Not Rafe, not Goose, no one. That wouldn't be too bad, that might be that they escaped, and were safe.
"Rafe...," Danny called, trying to slowly sit up. Shots rang in the air, and he cringed, praying none of them were aimed in his way. More shots were heard, fairly far away. Danny froze when a total of five shots rang out, two seconds in between each shot.
"Oh my God...," he gasped, five shots were Rafe's signal to him. Danny pulled his pistol out of his pocket and aimed at the sky, shooting three times from his place where he was lying on the ground.
"Please be Rafe.... please be Rafe," he whispered to himself.
"DANNY?!!" He heard Rafe yell across the fields, a good distance away. Danny shot his gun into the air twice.
"Can't yell out... the Japs will shoot me," he told himself and waited to hear Rafe again. He knew Rafe could see above the tall grasses where Danny lay, and that Rafe would know when someone was around.
"DANNY WHERE ARE YOU?!" He heard Rafe scream, getting closer by the minute.
"OVER HERE!" Danny yelled in response. The hell with the Japs. If they found him first, at least he had a gun. Loud yells were heard, and shots rang out along with painful screams, echoing in Danny's head. He waited until the shots stopped and his whole body shook.
"RAFE!" He screamed, and no response came. He held tightly onto his gun, rapidly looking around him, waiting to shoot anyone who threatened him.
"RAFE?!" Danny yelled again, and no one answered his cries.
"Oh my God," he whispered and tried to stand up but his leg gave out from beneath him, and he screamed in pain, blood seeped through his pant leg. He heard voices near him, and bit on his bottom lip, tears his eyes. He had never been this afraid before, and was shaking so badly his teeth chattered.
"Where is he?" Danny heard someone say, and rested his weight on his elbows, still holding the gun.
"I am gonna blow your face off if you come near me," he muttered to himself. The voices got louder, and Danny was shaking so badly, the gun was waving back and forth in the air.
"Danny. Come on man." Danny heard someone say quietly.
"I'M HERE! HEY!" Danny shouted. The grass moved beside him, and he heard a voice he knew.
"Danny?"
"Goose! I'm here!" Danny said loudly, and Goose appeared beside him.
"Oh my God, Goose, you have no idea how happy I am to see ya," Danny smiled through the pain from his leg.
"RAFE! FOUND 'IM!" Goose yelled and kneeled down next to Danny.
"You saved us all back there," Goose said, full of appreciation.
"Wouldn't be much of a captain if I didn't, now would I?" Danny grinned, and closed his eyes as the pain shot through his leg.
"How'd you get shot?" Goose asked him, examining his leg.
"Shot?" Danny asked, looking at his leg.
"Hell yea. Doesn't your leg hurt?"
"It hurts like a son of a bitch," Danny said and sighed.
"DANNY!" Danny looked up to see Rafe standing over him, a look of worry on his face. Rafe looked at Danny's leg, then knelt down beside Goose and groaned when he saw the deep bullet hole.
"You got shot," Rafe sighed, running a hand over his face.
"It's all right. Looks worse than it is," Danny lied through his teeth. Rafe looked up around them.
"We're gonna have to get you outta here, find you some help."
"Is everybody okay?" Danny asked. Rafe looked at him, realizing that as hard as he tried, he couldn't lie to his best friend.
"Well, most everyone our planes got away, headed off toward a farm house we saw not that far away, only one we found dead, Anthony, he got shot when he parachuted down, Red has him. We're missing a few, but we haven't checked the planes yet, I know someone was shot while we were over Japan, but I'm not sure who. Goose and me stayed back, lookin' for you. Couldn't leave ya behind," Rafe smiled. Danny laughed at that and grinned.
"Thanks Rafe," Danny laughed.
"Come on, let's get you up and somewhere safe," Goose said and both he and Rafe pulled Danny up, letting his arms rest on their shoulders so he could take the weight off his bad leg. They walked slowly toward the house in the distance, safe of any Japanese troops that would be around.
Two American planes, both had holes in the sides from bullets being shot at them, flew over the ocean that separated Japan and China. They were the brave ones who were a part of the Dolittle Raid. They were the ones who had dropped bombs on Tokyo for revenge of those killed at Pearl Harbor. They were the unfortunate ones whose fuel tanks were empty, and flying over to what seemed to them to be an endless ocean. In the plane ahead of the other, Captain Rafe McCawley was the pilot, one of the best in the country as he was described. Nervously he checked the fuel gage and sighed. He turned to his co-pilot, Red Winkle, who was searching through the empty cans in hope of a full one and bit his bottom lip.
"How many cans of fuel have we got left?" he yelled over the noisy engine. Red pushed the cans aside that were lying on the floor, the empty ones falling over and sliding against the cold metal.
"These are all empty!" Someone yelled, helping Red in his search. Red grabbed one can and found it heavy.
"Is this all we've got?" he yelled.
"That's it Red!" The other person shouted back. Red turned toward the front of the plane and looked at Rafe.
"Rafe, you'd better pray for land!" he yelled. Rafe clutched the levers in front of him as one of propellers in back of him died. He quickly pulled down one of the levers then pushed it back up, and the propeller began to spin again. In the other plane, Captain Daniel Walker was at the controls. Danny looked at the never-ending ocean in front of him and sighed.
"All ocean and no land. No nothing," he muttered to himself. Danny reached into his pocket and pulled out a photo, and sadly looked at it, a woman with long dark hair and a bright smile. In the other plane, Red climbed back in his seat, leaned over and muttered to himself, but Rafe's eyes were on the horizon.
"I see the coast," he whispered. Red turned toward him.
"I see the coast fellas!" Rafe yelled again into radio's walkie-talkie.
"Copy that Rafe," Danny shouted back into his speaker with a grin, "we're gonna make it."
"Danny now follow me, we can make this, I can see the coast," Rafe said as he held his close to his mouth as the planes neared the cliffs that were land in China, "it's only a few miles out, follow me."
"We're following you Rafe. We've gotta find a soft landing spot," Danny shouted happily, knowing that they were saved.
"I'm pushing two," Rafe yelled to the people in his plane, pushing up another lever.
"Fellas this is going to be a hard landing, hold on. I see the rice patties!" he yelled again into his speaker. Danny shifted a few levers, following close behind.
"We can make it in easy. Were gonna make it," Rafe shouted into his speaker, then watched as the plane passed over a ditch in the field, tents were in it with the Japanese flag on them.
"JAPS! We got Jap patrols all over the place! Danny- you've gotta fine somewhere else to land- were a dead stick!" he yelled. Danny saw the tents pass by him.
** ( In case you couldn't tell, this is where I changed it)**
"Rafe we're stickin' with you!" Danny shouted, pulling at the levers of his plane, making the whole plane turn on its side, and began to pull up along the side of the plane in front of it.
"Danny- Goddamn it no, listen to me! Go the other way!" Rafe screamed, waving his arm, watching as the plane came closer towards his.
"Rafe- we're not going anywhere. BAIL OUT!" Danny yelled.
"No-"
"RAFE HAVE EVERYONE IN THAT PLANE BAIL OUT, THE JAPS WILL FOLLOW TO WHERE THE PLANES CRASHED!" Danny screamed, looking out the side window at his friend in the other plane, then turned to the people in back of him.
"JUMP OUT AND ACTIVATE YOU PARACHUTTES. DO IT NOW! AS SOON AS YOU LAND GET DOWN AND HIDE! GET YOUR WEAPONS READY!" Danny yelled over the loud engines. The other soldiers in the plane looked around then reached for the door latch.
"DANNY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Rafe shouted into his radio and watched with wide eyes as men jumped out from the back of the other plane.
"BAIL OUT NOW!" Rafe yelled to the men in back of him, and they quickly did the same, opening the door where the bombs would fall and jumped out.
"RAFE GET OUT!" Danny screamed as their planes lowered closer to the ground. Rafe pulled the levers up, tilting the nose of the plane towards the sky, then ran to where the men jumped out, threw his body toward the exit, and pulled at his parachute. Danny did the same, attempted to pull the plane up once again, but seeing it was getting dangerously near the ground and quickly slowing down to the point where it would not fly any more, he jumped out the bomb exit and quickly landed on the ground, rolling, rapidly spinning on in the dirt. He pulled at the plants and slowly stopped rolling, then saw a huge explosion, followed by an even larger one, not that far away. Danny ducked his head and the blast went over him, only smoke because there was no fuel for there to be fire. He hid in the tall grass as he heard footsteps run quickly by him, praying to God they hadn't seen any of the men or Rafe. Danny leaned on his arm and he winced in pain. He closed his eyes to keep the smoke from making his eyes sting. He looked up nervously when he heard some shouts in Japanese. The farther the voices got, the angrier they sounded. Shots rang out, and clanged loudly against metal. The voices neared him and Danny clawed at the ground, lifting his sore body and crawling away from the Japanese.
"Oh my god...," he groaned inwardly when he tried to kneel, clutching his left knee. It began to bleed through, and he looked around him, tightly holding his leg, gripping his pants.. The voices were getting quieter, and he began to get nervous when he could hear no one. That meant one of two things, either the Japanese had left with some of his men, holding them prisoners of war, or no one could hear him if he called to them. Not Rafe, not Goose, no one. That wouldn't be too bad, that might be that they escaped, and were safe.
"Rafe...," Danny called, trying to slowly sit up. Shots rang in the air, and he cringed, praying none of them were aimed in his way. More shots were heard, fairly far away. Danny froze when a total of five shots rang out, two seconds in between each shot.
"Oh my God...," he gasped, five shots were Rafe's signal to him. Danny pulled his pistol out of his pocket and aimed at the sky, shooting three times from his place where he was lying on the ground.
"Please be Rafe.... please be Rafe," he whispered to himself.
"DANNY?!!" He heard Rafe yell across the fields, a good distance away. Danny shot his gun into the air twice.
"Can't yell out... the Japs will shoot me," he told himself and waited to hear Rafe again. He knew Rafe could see above the tall grasses where Danny lay, and that Rafe would know when someone was around.
"DANNY WHERE ARE YOU?!" He heard Rafe scream, getting closer by the minute.
"OVER HERE!" Danny yelled in response. The hell with the Japs. If they found him first, at least he had a gun. Loud yells were heard, and shots rang out along with painful screams, echoing in Danny's head. He waited until the shots stopped and his whole body shook.
"RAFE!" He screamed, and no response came. He held tightly onto his gun, rapidly looking around him, waiting to shoot anyone who threatened him.
"RAFE?!" Danny yelled again, and no one answered his cries.
"Oh my God," he whispered and tried to stand up but his leg gave out from beneath him, and he screamed in pain, blood seeped through his pant leg. He heard voices near him, and bit on his bottom lip, tears his eyes. He had never been this afraid before, and was shaking so badly his teeth chattered.
"Where is he?" Danny heard someone say, and rested his weight on his elbows, still holding the gun.
"I am gonna blow your face off if you come near me," he muttered to himself. The voices got louder, and Danny was shaking so badly, the gun was waving back and forth in the air.
"Danny. Come on man." Danny heard someone say quietly.
"I'M HERE! HEY!" Danny shouted. The grass moved beside him, and he heard a voice he knew.
"Danny?"
"Goose! I'm here!" Danny said loudly, and Goose appeared beside him.
"Oh my God, Goose, you have no idea how happy I am to see ya," Danny smiled through the pain from his leg.
"RAFE! FOUND 'IM!" Goose yelled and kneeled down next to Danny.
"You saved us all back there," Goose said, full of appreciation.
"Wouldn't be much of a captain if I didn't, now would I?" Danny grinned, and closed his eyes as the pain shot through his leg.
"How'd you get shot?" Goose asked him, examining his leg.
"Shot?" Danny asked, looking at his leg.
"Hell yea. Doesn't your leg hurt?"
"It hurts like a son of a bitch," Danny said and sighed.
"DANNY!" Danny looked up to see Rafe standing over him, a look of worry on his face. Rafe looked at Danny's leg, then knelt down beside Goose and groaned when he saw the deep bullet hole.
"You got shot," Rafe sighed, running a hand over his face.
"It's all right. Looks worse than it is," Danny lied through his teeth. Rafe looked up around them.
"We're gonna have to get you outta here, find you some help."
"Is everybody okay?" Danny asked. Rafe looked at him, realizing that as hard as he tried, he couldn't lie to his best friend.
"Well, most everyone our planes got away, headed off toward a farm house we saw not that far away, only one we found dead, Anthony, he got shot when he parachuted down, Red has him. We're missing a few, but we haven't checked the planes yet, I know someone was shot while we were over Japan, but I'm not sure who. Goose and me stayed back, lookin' for you. Couldn't leave ya behind," Rafe smiled. Danny laughed at that and grinned.
"Thanks Rafe," Danny laughed.
"Come on, let's get you up and somewhere safe," Goose said and both he and Rafe pulled Danny up, letting his arms rest on their shoulders so he could take the weight off his bad leg. They walked slowly toward the house in the distance, safe of any Japanese troops that would be around.