Featherflight123- Thank you for the compliments! :D I love writing! :D And I agree, every writer makes mistakes, even the Erin Hunters! :D In one of the books, Cinderheart is mistaken with amber eyes rather than blue! XD You could've used a comma I guess, but who cares? XD
iDragonSpyro- Really?! That's awesome! Bat mitzvah sounds interesting! And I mean it literally! :D I know it's a Jewish custom and I'm a curious person in general so it sounds cool! I'll have to look it up! :D Hebrew is hard, that will be one language I probably won't use because it's so hard! XD I'm glad you liked both the chapter and the song! :D I love the song and play it on my flute! :D Happiness is great! Dresses in my opinion? Not so much. XD I'm doing good! Had fun writing a new chapter along with working on six other ones! :D :D :D :D :D Although school sucks as usual and I had to take fours tests (I only have four classes a day), T T How're you?
Waterpool- Cool! At least you can speak a little bit right?! :D I learned a little german, Russian (I hate speaking that language, it's a major pain in the butt!) still am learning Spanish, me and my brother learned and still speak Latin, Greek, and ASL(American Sign Language) fluently, my mom has fun trying to figure out what we're saying! XD
Nightpeltevil- Not too shabby eh? XD Keep reading if you like it! I'm glad to hear you like to read it! :D I try to update at least once a week! :D And I like smileys! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :) :) :) :) :D
This one is a bit different since no one is singing, it's more like a story that goes along with the song! :D Anyway, so I was bored and was taking a break from writing Boring Office Work, Welcome to the City Leon, and heard this on the radio, so I wrote this! :D :D :D It definitely tugs at my heart strings, but it's a good story, let me know if you want a sequel or a prequel! :D :D :D
"I'm hit!" Leroy shouted, trying to pull up his jet in vain. "Cleo I'm hit! My jet isn't responding!"
"What?! Oh, my Starclan! I'm coming!" Cleo's voice was panicked and scared, "Try to land in the lake!"
"I have no control! It's going to crash in the woods!"
"Lixa! Lixa answer me! Leroy is hit and he's going down! I need help stabilizing his jet! Try to eject Leroy!" Cleo shouted through the radio system and Leroy saw her light gray and yellow jet get under part of his, attempting to pull up for him and trying to keep him from wrecking in the trees. "Lixa answer me!"
Leroy pulled on the eject, but nothing happened, the ejection system was jammed. "Cleo get out of here!" He shouted through the radio, "Go or we'll both crash!"
"Lixa! Answer me! I need help stabilizing his jet!" Cleo shouted, her jet struggling to pull up the larger and bulkier fighter plane, "Lixa!"
"Cleo go!"
"No!"
"I don't want you to crash too!"
"I'm not leaving you to crash land, Leroy!"
"There's enemy fighters approaching your position Cleo!" Miles yelled, "Lixa's radio is off and she can't hear you!"
"I can't leave Leroy!"
"Cleo get out of here!" Leroy shouted, they were getting dangerously close to the tree line, "Go! Now!"
"No!"
"Cleo think!" Miles shouted, "You can't put yourself in danger like this!"
"I-"
"Go!"
"Cleo move it!"
Leroy could see his *I'm not sure what to call her XD Lover maybe? What do you call someone who is more than your girlfriend, but less than your fiancé? Hold on, gotta google this XD… … Ah ha!* significant other's face, the uncertainty in her green eyes through the cockpit and visor of her helmet and jet, "go!" Finally, she did as he asked, putting on the brakes and making her jet stop and reverse, shooting backward away from the crashing plane.
Leroy's jet hit the trees with a jolt, throwing the pilot forward so he smacked his helmet covered head against the windshield and the last thing he heard before the blackness overtook him was Cleo's voice, screaming his name over the radio and her saying to stay awake, then blackness prevailed.
I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, "I'll never let you go."
"Let me go, Cleo," Leroy said quietly, "I can't go back, don't waste your time on me."
"No, Leroy," Cleo said softly, turning back around to face him, her auburn hair gleaming in the setting sun. "I can't let you go," her green eyes were calm, hiding her pain and hurt as his words. "I'll never let you go." She stated quietly, her arms hanging at her sides, on hand resting on the combat belt resting around her hips. The black gear contrasting to the light gray military style jumpsuit the tactical fighter pilot was clothed in, her helmet dangling from a loop on the belt.
Leroy looked at her from his front door, tired sunset eyes gleaming with unshed tears, of course, she wouldn't, even after his resignation. After being shot down and nearly killed Leroy had completely dropped the W.E refusing to step one foot back into his fighter jet and had returned home without telling anyone. But she had tracked him down and now he wasn't so sure he wanted her back out there, without him.
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, "Don't leave me here alone,"
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight
"Stay here with me then." He said, almost pleading with her not to go back out there, "Stay with me here and away from the fighting, I don't want you hurt."
"I can't Leroy," Cleo replied, "you know I can't leave until my siblings will, and we won't until we find our parents."
"Cleo please…" Leroy pleaded, "Don't leave me here alone."
"I'm sorry," Cleo said, and without looking away from him, she unclipped her helmet from her combat belt and held it in front of her, waiting to put it on. "I'm sorry, Leroy," She put the helmet one, the visor up allowing him to hear what she was saying. "But I can't do what you are asking me." Reaching up to her neck she pulled on a golden necklace, breaking the chain before tossing it to him, "Remember me okay?" She gave a half-hearted smile and slid down the gray tinted visor before giving him a short and simple salute before turning and running over to her jet and jumping into the cockpit, the engines fired up a moment later and it took off, the wind ruffling Leroy's blonde streaked hair.
Just close your eyes
The sun is going down,
"Cleo no! Come back!"
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound
Cleo didn't look back or turn the jet around, instead, she straightened up in her seat, tightening her grip on the controls. 'I'm sorry, Leroy, but I have to find my parents. Please forgive me.'
"You did a good thing," She heard her older brother Flynx say over the radio, "It's for the best."
"Maybe so, but that doesn't make it any easier." Cleo sighed, gently pulling on her jet's controls to have it gently rise up into the air and turn in a gentle arc towards where her siblings were.
"No, but we need you here with us, Cleo," her brother said quietly, "We have to find our parents and stop this war."
"I know," Cleo's gaze strayed to the small leather bracelet pinned next to her control panels, "and I'm with you guys all the way."
"Thanks, sis, I know this is hard for you."
Cleo took a shaky breath, "Hard is an understatement."
"I know."
Lixa joined in on the conversation, "We're making her choose between a life of love and a life of war Flynx, it's heartbreaking for her."
"I know-"
"Take it easy okay Cleo?" Lixa stopped her brother from speaking, "Settle your mind before you plunge back into the fighting okay?"
"No need," Cleo replied, steadying her voice and focusing on the task at hand as she pulled up next to her older sister's yellow and blue jet, the wings of the jet feet from her own jet's gray and yellow ones. "I'm focused and ready to engage the enemy, Lixa, like I said before, I stand behind my decision and I'm with you guys the whole way." 'Even though my heart is breaking with the increasing distance.'
"Only if you are sure. This is Relations Eagle team reporting ready to engage, please send coordinates." The radio was silent for a few moments before Miles contacted his twin over a private link.
"I'm sorry, Cleo," Miles said simply, knowing something nobody else besides herself knew.
"I'm okay Miles," Cleo told her twin in a quiet voice, the twenty-two-year-old women focused on the task at hand, "I'll be okay."
"It's not just you I'm worried about." Miles replied, his voice soft, "What about Junior there? How's he?"
Leroy looked up at the sky where he could faintly see the outlines of the W.E jets, a cluster of four up in the sky and waiting. 'Come back…'
Don't you dare look out your window, darling;
Everything's on fire
He could see smoke from some crashed plane or an area victim to a small missile strike, 'Come back Cleo, Starclan please bring her back to me.'
"He's fine," Cleo replied softly, one hand dropping from her controls to rest on the front of her combat belt, fingers barely brushing her gently rounded abdomen. "Quiet, but alive and kicking."
"Maybe he can feel the separation from his father," Miles commented.
"I wouldn't doubt it," Cleo replied quietly, sparing a glance down at Leroy's untouched home, the shimmering forcefield protecting his home and town reminding her of how safe he was and a lump grew in her throat, Leroy had no idea about their son, she hadn't had a chance to tell him and the locket was his only clue to it. She held firm to her decision even as she felt an urge to return to Leroy, hide safely under the forcefield and raise her unborn child away from the fighting. But she couldn't her siblings needed her skills in both the air and on the ground, and they needed to find their parents.
The war outside your door keeps raging on,
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music's gone
Gone
"Cleo, you can go back," Miles gently told her, somehow sensing her unease and confusion, "We won't judge you."
Cleo closed her eyes, steadying herself and shaking away the uncertainty tugging at her edges of her mind.
Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
"We've been given coordinates, are we all ready?"
"Ready, Lixa."
"I'm prepared."
'Starclan help me.' Cleo thought as she reopened her eyes and firmly grasped her controls as she focused on the fight ahead of her. "I'm ready, let's go do this thing." She said, her voice determined and steady, "I can't leave my siblings to find our parents on your own now can I? I'm staying right here, with you guys."
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound
Leroy watched with a heavy heart as the jets flew off, twisting in a seamless formation with a hole where his jet usually was, right at Cleo's right side. 'Good luck Cleo, please come back to me, Lo.'
'Starclan help me survive this, I have to live through this.' Cleo thought as she flipped up a covering over a button on her controls and pressed the button, opening fire on the enemy pilots while doing a barrel roll to avoid being shot.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
La, la (la, la)
La, la (la, la)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
La, la (la, la)
Just close your eyes
You'll be alright
Come morning light,
You and I'll be safe and sound...
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh
'I love you, Cleo, please come back.'
'I love you, Leroy, I'm sorry I never told you.'