(AN)Here is another chapter for you guys but I was actually surprised that no one reviewed or PMed with a suggestion for this story. Oh well I'll just look up a random plane for the unknown plane that will come later in the story. now on with the story.

Chapter 6

"Good morning race fans. Today is the final qualifiers for the wings around the globe rally being held worldwide."
"Alright racers today's qualifiers is a lap around the pylons. Alright Franzerelly your up."
A yellow plane with a blue lining got onto the runway and started through the starting gate then he banked right through the blue pylons on the knife-edge then he performed a 180 degree turn through gate three then he lined up for the three red pylons to weave back and forth between them then he went through a pair of blue pylons and performed a Cuban 180 turn and rushed back to the starting gate. After he was done his time was one minute forty-two second and fifty-three milliseconds. The entire time I was watching him do the maneuvers I failed to notice Natalie pulling up beside me.
"humph. I can easily beat that."
"I can toooooooo. Wow."
When I looked at Natalie I could see her actual color under the sun. Her colors were standard U.S. desert camo except her colors were a little lighter making her shine in the sun. My colors was also desert camo except mine was a darker variant of the camo. After I few seconds of silence I replied, "I can easily beat that as well."
"oh really?"
"yes really."
"how about we have a little wager then."
"what is it and what are the outcomes if either of us win."
"whoever gets the fastest time out of the two of us gets to choose something for the loser to do."
"hmm. Deal."
"competitor number twenty please report to the airstrip for your qualifying rounds and competitor number twenty-one please come to the airstrip to be on standby for your qualifiers."
"well I'll see you later Natalie."
"you are number twenty?"
"yes. Why?"
"oh nothing. It's just that I'm number twenty-one."
"well I guess I'll see in the sky Nat."
After saying that nickname I sped away before she could respond. After slowing down next to the announcers booth I heard them say over the intercom.
"Will Jet Jetstream please report to the airstrip for his Qualifiers."
"Hey I'm Jet Jetstream."
"A military jet? Shouldn't you be off patrolling the borders or something like that instead of racing?"
"um. I'm not in the military at the moment."
"I'm fine with it as long as I don't get in trouble for it. Now Jet start your engine and go."
At the announcer's command I took off and lined up with the starting gate. As soon as I passed through the gate I opened my thrusters to full power causing me to fly through the obstacle course with speed and precision. As soon as I passed through the start gate again everything was silent until my time was placed on the board. When everyone saw the time of one minute twenty seconds and thirty milliseconds the crowd watching went wild at the fast time. When I landed I could see the stunned faces of the twins and Dusty.
"your up Natalie."
"time to beat your time."
I watched as Natalie took off and went through the starting gate. I noticed that she did the same tactic I did and sped up after going through the starting gate. She performed all of the obstacles almost flawlessly but when she came to the Cuban 180 she slowed down slightly then she sped up on the home stretch. When she landed she and I were looking at the score board in anticipation then her time of one minute twenty seconds and thirty-one milliseconds displayed on the scoreboard.
"wow. Talk about a close match folks. Two military Frogfoots are almost identical in time."
"it looks like I lose."
"don't worry Natalie I won't make you do anything that's embarrassing or could possibly get you disqualified."
"Thanks Jet. Your a sweet guy."
"no problem. So hey why don't we go refuel while the rest of the racers race?"
"sure why not."
Why both went over to the refueling station while everyone else flew through their trials. We were enjoying each others company when out of nowhere an oil can came flying through the air and scratched the paint on Natalie's right side. We tried looking for who threw it but we couldn't find anyone in the crowded refueling depo so we just marked it off as a stray oil can but when I looked back at Natalie I froze. The can had chipped the paint on her side to reveal a scar that when I looked closer ran from the front to back. In my mind I was freaking out because she was the fighter that I played chicken with at the battlefield while on the outside I had a worried look on my face and asking her if she was alright. My mind was having trouble thinking of something to say without blurting out that she was the one at the destroyed village when an official called out over the intercom. "Jet Jetstream. You have a call in hanger one."
In my mind I sighed a deep sigh when I turned towards hanger one and sped away.
(Natalie's POV)
I couldn't help but feel like I knew Jet from somewhere but where? Then there was the strange way he acted when he saw the scar I had on my ride side.
"it's almost like he knows where I got my scar at. No its not possible that he is in the fighter retaliation but I feel like I've seen him before. How did he manage to lose paint on his right wing."
Then it clicked. The battle at the destroyed village. The single plane that had taken down almost the entire squadron of Frogfoots and thunderbirds and had played chicken with her when they both ran out of ammo. That plane had dodged her wing and used his right wing to cut into her on her right causing the scar that was on her side. It was him! That's why he started to act strange when that oil can chipped her paint. That means he was the one in that squadron of F-15s that saved those three F-15s from falling into the trap.
"I need to find him and tell him that I was forced to attack the village."