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Shade heard the ominous whirring sound of a human vehicle. He spun around and saw it. It was much like the ones he had encountered when he was alive. This one was more rectangular than the other he had seen, but they were of the same kind.
Shade flew up to the vehicle. The moment he touched it, he became the vehicle. He felt the cold wind and the moisture of the clouds. Then he noticed something.
Instead of humans in the vehicle, there were bats. Most of them weren't bats, but bat-like creatures. But what were bats doing in a human vehicle. He would have thought they had been captured if a bat hadn't been controlling the vehicle. Shade's head spun. It was a strange sight for him.
Shade listened to the conversation of the bats and the other creatures. One of the other creatures was saying, "If the God brought us back to life, then there has to be a reason for it." Shade felt a funny feeling. Brought us back to life. Shade longed to live again. Maybe there was a way.
"Probably," said the bat in the back with the other creatures, "He said something about us serving him."
Then, the bat in the front controlling the vehicle stepped into the part of the vehicle where the others were.
"I've located the rest of your regiment. We'll be landing shortly."
Then the bat turned to him. On his head was a metal helmet, like the ones the humans wore. Over the bat's eyes was a visor. The bat looked at him and shouted, "Dämon! Umbringen er!" He pulled something off of his waist. It was a human weapon. Shade had seen them before. They fired projectiles and what ever they hit would most likely die. The one the bat had was much smaller so it scaled with the bat. The bat fired. The projectile passed through Shade because he was a ghost. But how had the bat seen him.
"Sterben," shouted the bat. The others in the vehicle were cringing from the shots. They obviously couldn't see him.
Shade quickly flew out of the vehicle. He floated in the air watching the vehicle fly away. Then he followed it. He wanted to know how to live again.
"What was that about, Private?" demanded Indar.
"There w-was a ghost! Right there!" Bud stuttered.
"I didn't see anything," said the chiropter known as Pvt. Grif.
"Neither did I," said another chiropter, Pvt. Loyan.
"I did," said Bud, "With my helmet's visor."
"Ghosts," said Tark, unbelievingly.
"Yes, sir. Ghosts. Geister. Is it that hard to understand?"
Pvt. Hujaska turned to Tark. "It's logical, actually. Ghosts are the undead, without the physical body. We should be ghosts, but we have physical bodies. If we were to have left the underworld before called upon, we would not have a physical body. Therefore, we'd be ghosts. Whatever spooked Buddy here was probably a lost spirit."
Tark thought a moment. "Good thinking, Hujaska. You got a promotion for that. Congrats, Corporal." Tark took Hujaska's helmet and scratched a second mark above the Private sign, turning it into the sign of a Corporal.
"Thank you, sir" said Hujaska, proudly. Grif and Loyan looked at him jealously, as they were the only Privates left in the squad. They would be the only ones in the entire helicopter, if it weren't for Bud.
"Let's forget about the ghost and get the rest of the regiment," said Dusk. He looked out the window. He was higher than ever.
"Landing now," said Bud as he went back to the controls.
The descent was quick. Dusk could feel the pressure change in the helicopter. They landed next to Shadow's squad. Bud opened the side, which was called a door.
"Sir," Bud introduced himself to Shadow, "Private Bud Silverwing, Air Company." He saluted.
Shadow stared at the helicopter. Tark stepped into view. "It's okay, sir. This is a helicopter. Something made by the Gods. Come on in!"
Shadow's squad took the seats across from Tark's squad. They flew back up, in search of more groups. Shadow directed Bud in the direction of the nearest squad.
While they were flying, Bud stepped into the main seating area, called the cabin.
"If you don't mind me asking," Bud said, "What are you? You look like bats but your wings are too furry and you have more claws."
"We're chiropters," said Pvt. Loyan, "But Dusk here is a bat, probably one of the first ones ever."
"You see," explained Hujaska, "Chiropters are basically related to bats, but we don't have the ability to fly, just glide. Also, we're don't have the echovision that bats seem to have."
"Echovision would have been very handy back then," said Grif, "We could spot the enemy before they ambush us."
"Hey, you had me," said Dusk, "I've got echovision."
"Too bad we got blown up before it came in handy," said Shadow.