About mid-flight Emily turns to Damien, bored and tired hoping to get some answers and entertainment.
Emily: "So where are we going?"
Damien: "Dragons wing." Damien responds in a monotone.
Emily: "I've never been there. What's it like?"
Damien: "Cold."
Emily: "Will there be monsters?"
Damien: "Yes."
Emily: "Do I have to fight them?"
Damien: "Most likely or die."
Emily: "Why are we going there?"
Damien: "Blow up the bad guy's factory."
Emily: "Why are they bad?"
Damien: "Because they sold combat robots to the mafia and the mafia used them to kill people"
Emily: "But if we blow up the factory won't we kill them?"
Damien: "Yes but they're the bad guys"
Emily: "You're the bad guy!"
Damien: Takes a deep breath "Okay"
Emily: "When are we going to get there?"
Damien: "A few hours"
Emily: "How about now?"
Damien: "Two seconds less than a few hours"
Emily: "How… about now?"
Damien: Gets quite angry "Do you want me to kick you off this plane? I will!"
Emily: "Fine do it, I will hang out with Terius, at least he is fun" Makes some grumbling noises as she sits away from him "If Terius had a plane he would put a game on it"
Damien: shakes his head wondering what he got himself into than looks out of his window now wondering if he really is a bad guy, this isn't the first time he's done this… Always telling himself that they were the bad guys and if they were left to roam around freely they would do more harm.
A tone is heard from the pilots "Sir we have an unidentified attack helicopter stopping our movement forward, what action shall we take?" Damien about to answer with a clear eliminate, looks over at the stubborn Emily and thinks about being a killer than stands up.
Walking over to the captain's deck he turns on the interior speakers, listening to what the helicopter has to say "You are in restricted airspace please…" Everything as silent as a glimmer of sliver streaks through the chopper, slicing it in half, both halves of the metal contraption plummeting to the ocean below.
'Well at least I didn't kill anyone' Damien smirks at that thought, soon regretting it as an army of fully equipped attack helicopters race forward from the horizon. "Sir we have never had combat training before, what should we do?" both captains almost shriek from fear.
Damien pulls them out of their chairs "Easy, don't bother me" He throws them into the cabin closing the door to the captains deck and buckling in, accelerating forward into the oncoming armada. Terius standing on top of the shiny golden(His opinion, waste of money) plane, unsheathes his missing blade bringing together, his scarlet agony, letting it bathe in the sunlight as the blood from the previous kill drips off the tip as he smiles, excited for the murderous pleasures about to come.
The door to the side of the plane is forced open, Heather and Emily climbing onto the wing and then the roof of the plane joining Terius, looking out the stampede of metal. "So are you two ladies ready to deal with some hard things, be careful it shoots as well!" He smiles looking back at them, Emily connecting the segments to her Eloquent kalmeren, Heather extending her Mengen wrath into twin mallets, biting her lips with a slight smirk staring directly at Terius. She nods and rushes towards Terius, mallets in ready position, Terius too late to react "No… Wait!" Heather smashes him forwards into the mesh of helicopter.
Streaks of silver and red scar the sky as the steel beasts explode in brilliant colours of orange and yellow, the dark metal remains create a rainstorm falling to the ocean floor. 'Show off" Damien flips a switch, the front of the wings part to create a small opening, red energy shinning out lining the wing. The plane confronts one of the choppers head on, the chopper slicing in half as the wing of the plane glides through its victim. Damien almost cheers in his seat as his invention worked, looking out to see ten free guided missiles heading towards his billion dollar vessel, he grabs the controls about to manoeuvre, but something catches his eyes hundreds of little blue balls, the size of marbles collide with the missiles cause them to explode on impact, the sound of cheering girls makes it obvious it was Emily and her dust. A few attack choppers move around the back of the plane to fire upon a weak point, Damien is at a slight disadvantage unable to move out of the way because he would drop the girls, Heather doesn't waste time throwing her mallets in the air in front of her instantly reforming into her handheld mini-guns, quickly grabbing by the handle, they start to spin, with a clank as both gun touch the point at their targets firing a flurry of bullets leaving nothing behind but shreds.
The fight lasts for about an hour, barely anything still in the air as the remaining fleet flee, the sea now littered with multiple dead bodies. Damien gives back the plane to the captains, now sitting back into his own fully leather recliner, he is also rewarded by a hug from Emily as Heather gives a disproving stare, with a slight cough from Heather, Emily lets go and sits next to Damien. The sound of a helicopter is heard from the left and they see Terius jump out onto the wing of the plane letting the Chopper explode behind him, entering with a jump in his step and a grin on his face. Heather hugs him tightly "So did you like it when I hit on you" Heather says in a tone Emily has never heard before, slightly flirty and very alluring.
Terius takes a seat next to the window facing Damien "Other than possibly dying because of it, I found it enjoyable. Did you guys like the fireworks?" Damien gives a slight approving nods, Emily reluctantly nods than lectures him for the rest of the flight about being a killer.