A/N : I do not own Titanfall or Infinite Stratos they belong to their respective owners.

Time : 2100

Location : Classified

The mission was a failure, with over a hundred lives lost the militia were forced to retreat; leaving behind a pilot along with his titan.

Militia pilot Preacher was thrown through the air by an IMC Ogre class titan. Preacher hit a wall hard with a loud 'crack' as he landed. The Ogre coming towards Preacher to finish him off; was knocked down by a titan. That titan was Bishop; Preacher's Atlas class titan armed with an XO16 chaingun.

Bishop then proceeded to shoot the cockpit of the Ogre killing the enemy pilot.

"You're late," Preacher said with a glare of disappointment at Bishop "

I wouldn't be if I had been called down earlier." remarked Bishop with a slight bit of sarcasm

"The mission was supposed to be a simple snatch and grab op; so I didn't think I would need you." Preacher explained.

"So did you find us a way out?" Asked Preacher while injecting stims so he could stand

"There are dropships in the hanger we can make our exit in one of them." Bishop stated. Pointing in the direction of a corridor.

Preacher then hoped inside of Bishop and proceeded to go to the hanger area of the base, killing IMC along the way. As they reached the hanger area 'filled with grunts btw' Preacher spotted a dropship filled to the brim with weapons and their respected munitions.He decided to take that one for obvious reasons. The only problem he had now was how he was going to get to it without being killed.

"Bishop get ready to run to that dropship." Preacher yelled despite having not to as he was inside the titan.

"Yes pilot." answered Bishop.

Preacher counted down to one and immediately Bishop ran, crushing IMC grunts in the way; as they reached the dropship Preacher disembarked and headed into the pilot's seat activating it. Preacher hooked Bishop to the dropship and lifted off out of the hanger. At that very moment the militia decided to bomb the base; causing Preacher to use the warp drive without putting in coordinates.

"Shit" Preacher said with a very unhappy face under his helmet.