Hello!~ :D

I have returned to present you Chapter One of my story! This was fairly interesting to write, and kind of hard. I hope it doesn't disappoint you. D:

Anyway, really quick, let me add something - in this story, there will be pairings. When it comes to Link, however, there will be no pairings. He will have close relationships with many people but none in a romantic fashion. Therefore, whatever pairing you like with Link could be possible in the story - well, most, at least.

I JUST WANT TO MAKE THAT CLEAR.

Also, DISCLAIMER! I do NOT own any of the music that I link to my story! Nor do I own Nintendo! Everything belongs to their respective owners - and I am not one!

So, with that said and done, I hope you enjoy Chapter 1 ~ Aeronautical Enticement!~ ^.^

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Chapter 1

Aeronautical Enticement

A large circular room sat quietly behind a large glass pane that stretched from one corner of the room to the other. Beyond the glass was a breathtaking view of a solar system and nebula with intriguing colors. Everything slowly turned – the planets calmly spun on their axis, the stars quietly passed by, the sun centered in the system glowed a tranquil blue, and the nebula stretched across outer space in a steady motion. In the room were rows of computers. A particularly large pedestal was centered in the front of the room. It contained many buttons and screens placed on its side, while small projectors lay at each of the four corners on top of the pedestal. The walls were decorated with circles laced with electric lights surrounding its circumference. A carved line onto the metallic walls led each electric light to the next circle. Although it appeared as a mere decoration, they were actually the light and power sources of the room.

Behind the rows of computers and glass pane aside, there was a balcony that overlooked the entire capacity. Two stair cases attached themselves to the round walls of the platform while a rail crawled along the floor of the balcony. Beyond the balcony was a corridor which led to an automatic door (more like a gate), and beyond that was a long maze of corridors and doors alike. A figure stood behind the computers, typing and programming away, occasionally looking up to gaze at the view of outer space and sighing in content.

"Link!"

A youth with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes unlike any other turned around to face whoever had called his name. The young man had a good build, and was quite attractive. His eyes did not seem the least bit stressed, though they had stared into screens for hours. Instead, they seemed fresh and brewing with curiosity; shining with liveliness and enchantment. He wore a green tunic with silver armor and boots. Green lights traveled in intricate patterns throughout the tunic and dark blue undergarment. Chainmail rested in between the undergarment and tunic. A silver belt with hidden ammunition was wrapped around the youth's waist, and gauntlets made from the same material as the belt and boots was on the young man's forearms. Overall, the youth appeared to be of high stature.

A man – who appeared only a few years older than the youth – ran forward with a sense of urgency. Immediately, the youth clapped his heels together and saluted, giving out a strong, "Sir!"

The older man stopped at the rail of the balcony, peering over with a mischievous smile. "It's ok." He said. "There are no officials."

Link grinned and let his hand fall to the side. He left the computers he had currently been at and ran forward, jumping onto the wall of the balcony and grabbing the rail. He swiftly flipped over the rod and landed onto the upper floor where the older man was at. The man chuckled – the youth commonly enjoyed skipping the easy way out. Besides, flips and spins were much more exciting than running up stairs.

"What's up?" Link asked. The other man smiled softly and began to walk down the corridor. The youth tagged along, waiting anxiously for an answer. "We're going flying." He replied. At that moment, Link's eyes lit up and his face beamed with delight. "Really!?" He gasped. The other man nodded. "Yes, really." He laughed. "We are. General Gaepora has a mission for us."

Link's eyes glowed with curiosity. "What kind of mission?" He inquired. The older man stared at the youth's eyes for a while before playfully snickering and ruffling Link's hair. "You're such a child!"

"Hey!" Link whined. "That's not fair, Ghirahim! Just because you're taller than me that doesn't mean you can push me around all the time!" The youth's outburst only caused the man to laugh harder.

Link and Ghirahim were practically like brothers. When Link had been enrolled in the Special Ops Force, Ghirahim had been in charge of 'tutoring' him. He was responsible for training and teaching Link new things. However, (considering the two weren't far apart) it wasn't long before Link came to look up to Ghirahim as an older brother. The two would mess around when officials weren't present. Only a select few of other people knew that Link and Ghirahim played on the job. They took it as a surprise – since Ghirahim was a hybrid of a demon, robot, and sorcerer – for not many people gained the trust and friendship of a hybrid, much less a demon.

Ghirahim was considered strange in the fleet. He was not a red-eyed demon with dark skin, but practically the opposite way around. He had pale skin and a great build, along with dark brown eyes – so dark that at first glance they appeared black. He also had snow white hair that covered his left eye. People who didn't know him wondered why his hair was styled the way it was. It was due to the fact that he had gotten shot in his left eye during a battle, but his allies were able to save him and replace his injury with a robotic eye instead. This gave him the advantage of analyzing and scoping places without alerting enemy drones. It also helped in giving him the rank of a "Major", though his commitment, skill, and labor in battle mainly contributed to that title.

Ghirahim slapped Link on the back. "Not only that, but I'm older and in charge." He added. Link scowled under his breath.

"At least I can fly better than you." The youth murmured.

Although he didn't mean to, Ghirahim picked up the sentence and proceeded to childish affairs. "Was that a challenge?" He asked.

Both of the males stopped walking. Link slowly turned his head towards Ghirahim and the two held a staring contest for a moment. In a split second it was decided, and the two broke gazes and sprinted down the corridor(s), racing to their aircrafts. Both were neck and neck, sometimes Ghirahim being in the lead and other times Link. The two fought for corners because it would help them get further ahead. After zipping past seven corridors, Ghirahim slowed down. Link saw his chance and ran faster.

"What's wrong?" The youth called. "The docks are only one more aisle ahead, lazy!" He laughed and turned his head, eyes locking with Ghirahim. He was about to proceed to mock him further, but what he saw made his eyes widen in realization.

Ghirahim had a wicked smirk fixed on his face, his finger tapping over his robotic eye.

It didn't help that the youth had just turned the next corner, either.

As quickly as he could, Link skidded to a stop. His halt resulted in loud squeaks across the tile floor, and he could have sworn he heard Ghirahim laugh behind him – though that wasn't at all what he was worried about. Link's abrupt stop barely saved him from crashing straight into General Gaepora. The youth stumbled back and sputtered out noises, shocked at the sudden appearance of his General.

Eventually, the youth regained his composure and saluted. "Sir!" He shouted – though a little too loud. The general seemed as shocked as the youth himself. "Soldier! What were you doing running in the corridors? You know better!" Gaepora barked. Sweat trickled down Link's forehead as he let out an uneasy laugh.

"Well, um, you see, sir, I was . . . uh . . . er . . . well . . . I-I uh . . ." Anxiety washed over the youth as he tried to think of a plausible excuse. He knew running was prohibited in the halls, unless it was an emergency. Furthermore, Gaepora didn't accept childish games – he was a soldier, after all.

Thankfully, Ghirahim turned the corner and presented himself to the general. "My most humble apologies, sir." He replied casually. "Please excuse my student. He simply became over-enthusiastic about the mission – and most indefinitely flying. His passion for such a thing simply can't be contained." Ghirahim stood straight with his arm behind his back and waited patiently for a reply. Gaepora sighed and shook his head.

"Alright." He said. "You're excused." Link released his breath in relief. "However . . ." Gaepora continued. Startled, the youth held his breath once more.

"Don't let me catch you – or anyone else for that matter – running around like that. You're a soldier – you know the rules. If you run like that, people will take it as a sign of an intrusion that wasn't picked up by our technology. A simple little thing can be misinterpreted easily, and also cost lives. Have I ever told you the story of when the boy died due to a mistake? I was just a lad at the time – oh, maybe a little older then you, Ghirahim – and . . ." Gaepora closed his eyes and started to retell his life experience. Both Link and Ghirahim shared uneasy looks. Their general tended to revere to long lectures when something went wrong – the longest was about staying inbound during flight, because Link had gone about doing flips and spins in his starship up in outer space; a flaw and gift Link obtained from birth. It was serious, but not to the point where a lecture was told for three and a half hours.

Before Gaepora got too involved, Link nodded his head quickly and said, "Yessir! I promise it won't happen again!"

Gaepora raised an eyebrow but before he could speak, Ghirahim respectfully added, "Sir, may I ask about . . . the mission? I was told we were supposed to report to you in L47i." Link smiled at the name. L47i was classified as a "testing ground" and "advanced denizens planet". It was used for military purposes and testing drone flight. The denizens that resided there obtained advanced technology and rapidly evolved. They sided with the Fleet and allowed them to use their planet for air force. Link enjoyed the place because of its open sky and forests littering the floating islands. It gave him the sense of a home.

"Ah, yes . . ." A look of urgency covered Gaepora's eyes. "There's been a change of plans . . ." He looked at the two before turning around. "Follow me." He ordered. Link and Ghirahim exchanged curious glances, but followed their general nonetheless.

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General Gaepora didn't even glance at them as he spoke. "I know not what this mission will bring you, but remember to be cautious. The excursion you're about to embark on will mean the future for not only your life, but Hyrule as well." Link and Ghirahim's eyes widened. "Hyrule!?" The demon gasped. "Sir, are you positive about this?" Link asked in awe. Gaepora looked at him from the corner of his eye. In a rough and stern voice he asked, "Are you doubting me, soldier?"

Realizing his mistake, the youth shook his head. "No sir!" He apologized. Gaepora kept his gaze on him a little longer before looking ahead once more. "It is shocking, I know . . ." He murmured. "But you are soldiers – Special Ops soldiers at that. Whatever mission is bestowed upon you, you must accept."

The trio neared upon a door with a retina scan. Gaepora continued talking while opening the gate to the docks.

"You cannot, by any means, screw this up. You are to report to King Daphnes Nohansen Hyrule in ST13." By then the General had finished the scan. A monotonous voice echoed throughout the chamber. "General Gaepora. Access granted." The door opened to reveal aircrafts and starships of all kinds. Link nearly doubled over with delight – had Ghirahim not slapped a hand over his mouth to shut him up, Gaepora would have been displeased with Link's outburst.

The trio walked in and was greeted by two other men. They stood straight and saluted with a, "Sir!" Link and Ghirahim returned the call. Gaepora walked forward and shook their hands. "Rusl, Auru. I'm sure you've been informed." He said. The older man, Auru, nodded. "Indeed we have, sir."

Auru was a dark-skinned man with grey hair and dark blue eyes. He had grey trimmed hair and a goatee. He commonly wore a hood because of his background. Although he is Hylian, he was found in Gerudo desert and appeared to be raised there his entire life. Auru appeared to be in his fifties or sixties, but he was actually in his early forties'. He had a great muscular tone and was one of the Major's in the Special Ops Force.

Rusl, on the other hand, was a bit younger than Auru. He was a blonde haired man with black facial features and light blue eyes. He had light skin and also had a great physique. Instead of a hood, however, he wore a large cloth bandage around his forehead due to a scar he'd gotten in a war. Unlike Auru, Rusl was raised in a small village in the woods, and he also has a family (including Link, which he took as a second son). He is also a Major in the Special Ops Force.

"Excellent! Now, you four are to get to Hyrule at once." Gaepora ordered. Link didn't have to be told twice. He sprinted over to his aircraft with glee, momentarily stopping by the control panel to gain access to his ship. He fumbled and pressed buttons, sliding his fingers in many directions on the screen to enter the code on the slanted control pedestal. The same monotonous voice from earlier spoke, "Name: Link. Class: Special Ops Brigadier General. Code: 73-12-9-14-11. Starship Title and Type: Epona-91-11-52. Access permitted." Once the code was entered and the information was accepted, the green door to the cockpit (otherwise known as the canopy) opened up and Link jumped right in. "Thanks Fi . . ." He murmured.

Fi was the robot in the system that was in charge of controlling and managing the whole fleet, while analyzing and giving information. She was the monotonous voice through every speaker, retina scan, etc.

The other males laughed at the youth's enthusiasm. "What are you waiting for?" Link called, slipping on his helmet. "Let's go!" A playful grin crossed the youth's face as he addressed to Ghirahim, "Let's see who the best at flying is."

Ghirahim's eyes widened slightly before a smirk settled itself on his face, and without further ado, the older male ran to his starship, repeating the same steps the youth took. The monotonous voice returned once again. "Name: Ghirahim. Class: Special Ops Major General. Code: 73-7-8-9-18-1. Starship Title and Type: Master-04-05-31-51-41. Access permitted." The black canopy opened and Ghirahim leapt in, setting on his helmet as well. "Challenge accepted!" He yelled back.

Rusl and Auru nodded once to their General before taking off to their aircrafts as well. Before they took off, General Gaepora added, "I wish the best of luck to you all."

Little did they know that they were going to need it.

. . .

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"73-12-11, reporting for duty. Ready to lift off in 10 . . ." Link spoke, pressing multiple buttons and pulling levers. The whole process looked complicated, but it was a piece of cake for Link. He had been granted the ability of flight and picked it up quicker than anybody else that had ever been in the fleet. The canopy to his ship lowered and the doors behind the aircraft began to open, revealing a blue force field that rippled vertically whenever something passed through it. It was used for defense and allowing/declining the use of aircraft entrance/department. It was the invisible wall that could only be attainable to pass through by members of the fleet.

The other three soldiers did the same process as Link, though each was a little bit different due to their starship type. "73-7-1, copy that. Launching in 7 . . ." Ghirahim called, still smirking. Link saw his "brother's" grim smile and added a smug expression of his own. Auru caught the challenging glare in the demon and youth's eyes and shook his head. "73-1-21, ready in 4 . . ." He said. "73-18-12, leaving in 3 . . ." Rusl counted.

"2 . . ." Auru added.

"1 . . ." Ghirahim said with anticipation.

Link smiled before yelling, "Blast off!"

The planes flipped over past the wall and began falling in outer space. All four men pressed the button to turn on the flames in their engine, then gripping the centre stick to maneuver their starship. After dropping 2,050 feet, the engine spit out fire and the ships lit up with a blue color. The soldiers jerked the control to the left and then forward, their ships obeying by spinning over and gaining perpendicular alignment. Link did a couple of extra spins, crying out an excited, "WHOOOOOO!" The other three soldiers couldn't help but chuckle.

"73-12-11, please regain composure and correspond your ship in the sequence -15o , 75o, and 34o delta." Auru ordered. Link smirked and spun around one more time, quickly catching up with the group. After a few seconds, the monotonous voice informed through the earpieces, "Current position: -39o, 101o, and 80o. Destination objective; 6,039,683,568.5 years away. Commence sporadic formation."

Ghirahim pushed the centre sticks further, speeding up slightly. "C'mon, hotshot." He called to Link. "Let's see how good you really are."

Link accelerated his starship and in a matter of seconds the two began racing. Auru and Rusl slowly sped up their engines, eventually catching up with them and participating in the game. The soldiers dispatched in a frenzy of flips and turns, the blue light left behind by their previous trails slowly fading away as they gained more range. The planets slowly disappeared as the soldiers flew from their last position, seeming to wave goodbye as they continued orbiting the sun.

Ghirahim had taken the lead, and Link was right behind him. However, every time the youth turned left or right, down or up, the demon would block him. Ghirahim laughed through the speaker in his headset. "What's wrong?" He teased. "The gauge to open the portal is only a few boosts away, lazy!" Link scoffed, while Ghirahim smirked in delight. He was quite enjoying his small little revenge on the youth. Nonetheless, the saying must have some kind of bad luck to it.

Or it's just karma.

The youth snickered and pressed a button on the Assault Control Panel (ACP), bringing out the guns that were attached to his ship. Lightly tapping the button on the firing rod, the youth sent a laser-like ray that nearly hit Ghirahim's aircraft. Startled, the demon turned to the right, allowing the youth to flip over and cut through, gaining the lead. "Hey!" The demon called. "No cheating!"

Link laughed. "Oh yeah? So what happened to that rule in the corridors?" He replied. Ghirahim's eyes widened slightly in realization. He growled under his breath, jerking the centre stick further. "New rule – no guns!" He ordered. The youth in front of him performed a series of side-flips, leaving a frenzy of blue light streaks in the window of Ghirahim's canopy in an attempt to blind him. Ghirahim's mouth dropped open in slight shock. The message was as clear as day – and Link was as stubborn as a mule sometimes. Once the demon moved out of the lights, he saw that he was moved to last place.

"If that's how you want to play it . . ." The hybrid muttered, flying up to get over the other two aircrafts.

Meanwhile, Auru and Rusl had caught up conceptually fast. The two were having a race of their own, it seemed, for they weren't necessarily trying to pass the youth. Link looked in the review mirror in the cockpit and raised an eyebrow. "No going easy, guys!" He said. Auru and Rusl smiled. "You asked for it!" The blonde haired man said, moving the throttle forward and boosting his speed. Auru tagged along.

Link moved his ship high up, slightly slowing him down. Nonetheless, it obstructed Ghirahim's way to get first. The demon groaned. "Get out of the way!" He shouted. Link narrowed his eyes with a grin. "Not a chance!"

While the two resumed to their original racing style of blocking-and-dodging, Rusl had taken first place and Auru was dangerously close. Rusl dived down, gaining speed as he went. He went deep down so that his ship only appeared as a mere dot paper, but then he moved his ship so that it was perfectly vertical, and hit the 'boost' button on the Flight Management Panel (FMP). His ship rocketed up, cutting off Auru and separating Ghirahim from Link. Rusl flipped his plane over backwards and regained alignment again.

"Oh no you don't!" Auru called. Link said nothing, his face appearing to be stone as a bleak expression crossed his face. Ghirahim jolted the centre stick over so he was to the left of Link's starship, but not entirely next to him. Link ascended further, but remained below Rusl's ship.

The men had now neared the completion of their portal gauge filling up 100%. The gauge told of how much energy was being built up to unleash a wormhole that would teleport the ships to their destination. However, if too much energy was used in the starship, another aircraft would have to conserve their energy to teleport the remaining planes. Using too much energy would deplete the gauge. It didn't take very long for it to refill – the average amount of time it took for the gauge to refill was five minutes. However, with Special Ops Forces it only took three minutes, since the soldiers had the best technology for undercover missions.

The monotonous voice appeared once more. "Gauge capacity: 78%."

Auru ascended and stuck with the rest of the group, but continued to race. They receded to push their centre sticks and boost up further, seeing as how it would take the gauge longer to fill up. The ships flailed about, swinging in between each other, their accuracy unmatched. They twisted vertically and turned on their sides, trying to gain speed through aerodynamics. The blue streaks behind them created strange shapes and patterns.

"Gauge capacity: 84%."

Link flipped his plane to the side, dipping his plane down a little bit. This gave him lots of speed – so much that he nearly crashed into Rusl - hadn't he been a great pilot. Rusl moved his aircraft up, trying to decline Link's action. Nonetheless, the youth persisted. His determination barely scraped Rusl's ship. Ghirahim moved over, trying to veer Link out of the way.

"Gauge capacity: 97%."

Link's monotone face lit up with a smirk. Auru began to descend, and Ghirahim tried moving Link over even more. "Getting nervous?" He taunted. "You KNOW who's going to win this . . ." Narrowed eyes and a smirk glared towards the youth in the other plane. "Yeah . . ." Link replied, pushing the centre stick further. "I know who's going to win . . ."

"Gauge capacity: 100% complete." The voice informed.

"The winner's gonna be ME!" Link yelled.

With a push of the centre stick, the youth dived down and then jerked the control up. The speed the youth had gathered launched the aircraft up, giving him an incredible boost. The portal opened and all four starships tried to get there first. Upon entering the portal, the entire environment seemed to slip away before everything flashed blue. Once the ordeal was over, an entirely new solar system met everyone's eyes. A planet covered in wisps of clouds with a light blue appearance turned slowly to their left. Ahead and to the right was a robotic-looking planet. It flashed "Hyrule's Defense" all over.

An aircraft with a green canopy burst through the portal, followed by three other starships. The second starship to emerge had a black canopy - the next a dark brown canopy and then a plane with a yellow canopy. The aircraft in the lead performed several flips and spins, the rider letting out an enthusiastic whoop as he performed a mini-dance in his seat. The other three pilots couldn't help but laugh.

"What did I tell you!?" The youth shouted through the through the speaker. "I won!"

Ghirahim chuckled. "It appears I have underestimated you again, little brother." He admitted. At the mention of "brother", Link's eyes lit up. It was unfortunate that Ghirahim couldn't see the happiness in the youth's eyes, for that was how bright they appeared.

"But now . . ." The demon added. "It's a tie!" He exclaimed, and the same mischievous smile from earlier crossed his face. "We're going to have to set up an official race with rules. Then we'll see who's best!" Link crossed his arms, making the sound of his action apparent through the headset. Jerking his head up, the youth replied, "Challenge accepted."

Auru looked around with suspicion. "Hey . . ." He murmured. "Where's Fi? She should be alerting us of the formation we should have before entering . . ." He trailed off, and it fell silent. "Huh . . ." Rusl thought.

"We have our coordinates. Our Flight Management System is as fresh as day; no hacks, no glitches, and no database infiltrations. Our energy source is still running perfectly fine, and our oxygen is 99% full. Fuel; 100%, Portal Gauge; 3%, Ammunition; 100%, Coordination points: -3o, -59o, and -71o. Prepare commence order." Rusl informed.

Since they were nearing Hyrule, a city of incredibly high stature, the soldiers had to perform perfect position and perfect presentation. They were Special Ops Soldiers – and they had to prove their image to the King. This was possibly the biggest thing that had happened in their lives – they were about to embark on a mission ordered by the King himself. Play time was over.

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"73-12-11, please report to correct position." Rusl commanded. The youth hesitated. "Hang on . . ." He murmured. Pressing a button on the Mode Control Panel, a holographic screen levitated in the air and the youth inspected it closely. Trailing a gentle hand over the keyboard, confusion replaced happiness in the youth's features. The screen began to twitch streaks of blue, the gaping holes in the hologram as the screen suddenly failed. Before the youth could speak, however, an incoming transmission came in.

"Emergency! All available units please respond! Requesting immediate back-up and medevac! We can't kill it and our men are dying! It looks like – AH! It's on my ship! SA-75 going down! It- " The transmission suddenly sketched out. From the corners of their eyes, the soldiers caught sight of a starship jetting out from behind the blue planet on their left.

"Wh-What the hell is that!?" Auru gasped.

On the fleeing aircraft was a giant worm-like creature with three blue globes for eyes. With it's extremely sharp and pointy teeth, the creature chewed through the metal on the top of the starship. It burrowed its way down and headed towards the engine. After that, the ship exploded. Bits of metal and fire, along with blood, floated throughout the vacuum of space.

Ghirahim's eyes widened. "I wouldn't be worried about those . . ." He said. "Behind the planet!"

What each soldier saw next practically made them fall out of their seats.

A huge creature identical to the worms seemed to swim out behind the planet, chasing the remaining aircrafts. It had a sphyrnidae shark kind of head that appeared to be made out of bone. It had a long mouth that flapped about – nearly imitating a tail. The mouth had no teeth but appeared to be tissue, though it was impossible because the vacuum of space didn't allow it. The creature would try to eat the aircrafts, and when it failed to catch one, it spat out the worm-like creatures. The 'tail' behind its skull was snake-like with scales that moved up and down. At the end it looked much like the tail of a fish, though made of leather of some kind.

Link's eyes widened as flashbacks occurred in his head.

A great sea . . .

Rivulets of sweat fell down the youth's forehead and his body heated up as his mind flashed white. He groaned and held a hand to his head.

Two sages . . . a temple . . . sand . . .

Ghirahim looked over with concern. "Link . . .? Link! Link, are you alright?" Concern was evident in the demon's voice.

This creature . . . a barrier to block . . . something . . . M . . . Mo . . .

Link nearly toppled over all the controls, but the strap in his seat held him in. The flashbacks became more vivid, and his body couldn't handle it. Link snapped out of the trance, jerking his entire body up as he did so. He was panting as though he had run forever, but his ears couldn't hear a thing. All he was focused on was the giant creature in front of him.

"Molgera . . ." Link muttered with a shaky breath.

WHO REMEMBERS MOLGERA?

Ahahaha, well, what did you think? I hope you enjoyed the racing scene! It was kind of difficult for me to write it - action is a hard topic to discuss! Either way, I would love to hear your thoughts - encouragement helps me write faster! Please leave feedback!~ :D

Speaking of which, updates will probably range from 3 days to a week - maybe more. So, expect Chapter 2 in a couple of days!

By the way, here's some extra notes:

Mode Control Panel: control heading, speed, altitude, vertical speed, vertical navigation and lateral navigation.

Centre Stick: The control to fly the plane.

Light Year: 5,865,696,000,000 miles

Sphyrnidae shark: A hammerhead shark

Have a wonderful day!~ ^.^