A/N's: Welcome back everyone! We are back with another chapter of Kosun: 1950. We've been introduce to a new cast of characters as well as some old ones, but without further ado, let's get into it shall we?
Chapter 2: Cold Winter
The cheery faces of the girls gave Yoshika reassurance as she walked in. Christiane, Asuka, and Kayo branched off and took their seats alongside their comrades. One of the witches slid over and leaned in close to Christiane. "What took you guys so long?" The witch asked. Christiane gaze glanced over to their commander. The witch leaned back, content with the answer.
"Attention everyone." The sound of Miyafuji's voice brought the room to silence. After waiting for the last bits of sound to die down, she continued. "You are probably wondering why I gathered you here today."
"Are you getting married?" One witch piped up.
"No Kusomoto, not that." The witch sank down in her chair as light laughs were had.
Miyafuji cleared her throat and continued, "I've recently gotten a report from the higher up at command, there seems to be a situation." Miyafuji felt as all eyes lock on her as she prepared to finish of the statement. "The Neuroi have struck the Kosun Peninsula." She watched as the all the witches froze for a second before looking at each other. "Command though has not given us any orders of deployment." Just as those last words came out of her mouth, the room gazing seemed to stop. The witches sat down again and some breathed a sigh of relief. "That said, this does not give us the excuse to let our guard down." Her tone of voice began to sharpen. "So as preparation for any order and to be ready when the time comes, we'll be performing a combat exercise today," She checks her watch. "Starting now, clean up a bit and head to the flight line by 0300, anybody late runs 10 laps around the airfield." She waited for the stressed groans to come after the last bit, but strangely no one seemed to vocalize themselves, they just all rose from their seats and shuffled out of the door. Miyafuji sighed and followed them out.
"Kosun? That's really close, like I mean creepy level close, you don't even begi-"
"Calm yourself Claire, your jitteriness is going to cause a mid-air collision, you don't want to break your striker again do you?" Asuka interjected. Claire sighed nervously and continued to walk. The girls continued until they reached their quarters, they hastily began to dab some water on their faces from the sink and some changed out of some of their clothing items before donning new ones.
"Do you think it's going to be cold?" Kusomoto asked while hefting a thick jacket in her hands. Her squadron gaze at her with 'what do you think?' written on their face. She brought the jacket to her face to hide her redness.
"We good? Let's get to the flight line before the Captain yells at us." Christiane urged. Soon the witches were filing out of the door and out into the cold air. They made their way down to the hanger where Miyafuji was waiting.
"Alright, nobodies missing?" The witches looked to their left and to their right and shook their heads. "Good, we'll be performing a mock engagement, I've told the ground crews to raise the target balloons, you'll see them when we get there," Kayo raised her hand. "Officer Barkhorn will be flight lead." She put her hand down. Taking one final glance, she confirmed that no one had anything to say before clapping her hands together. "ALRIGHT! SADDLE UP!" The witches dispersed and ran to their launching stations, each one had flight tech waiting for them. They jumped in and soon, a blue aura permeated around the hanger. The techs began calling out conditions.
"Magic seal steady."
"Engine output is outreaching 100%"
"No anomalies detected, cleared for flight operations."
A tech glanced over at Miyafuji, giving the thumbs up. She nodded and announced, "Miyafuji Yoshika, launching!" She kicked her engines into high power and zoomed out of the hanger as soon as the clamps released. Soon the other witches began to launch off and formed up on their squadron leader who was waiting above the base. Once she took a mental headcount, she made a comm check, "All units check in."
"Striker 2, Pilot Officer Barkhorn reporting in."
"Striker 3, Pilot Officer Asuka, coming up on your wing."
"Striker 4, Warrant officer Kusomoto."
"Striker 5, Master Sergeant Kayo, forming on your 3 o' clock"
"Striker 6, Sergeant Vaughn reporting."
"Okay, here's the situation, target balloons should be popping up so if you see one, take it down, the operation will end when all balloons are destroyed."
"Sounds easy enough." Christiane remarked with confidence.
"But…." Yoshika continued. Kusomoto flew in and leaned in close.
"You had to say something didn't you." She snarked. Christiane blushed slightly in embarrassment before telling Kusomoto to edge off so they don't collide.
"You have to destroy all targets in 3 minutes." The group recoiled at the goal.
"WHAT!"
"YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS?"
"THERE HAS TO BE 100 TARGETS! THERES NO WAY WE CAN DESTROY THEM ALL!"
"You guys can do it, if you work together and don't miss, this shouldn't be a problem." Miyafuji continued calmly. "I'll be up here and watching so good luck, the first target is coming up now." She pulled up and left her squadron in limbo as they looked ahead of them.
"Formation Victor!" Barkhorn shouted. She fired the first shot from her MG42 and watched as the balloon exploded.
[Radio: That's it, just 99 more to go!]
"*Sigh* Asuka, take 4 and 5 and swing around the back, we'll meet in the middle."
"Roger that, Kuso, Kayo, form up on me."
"Roger that!"
"Vaughn, you're with me."
"Roger that ma'am."
Balloons rose out of the clouds and the witches engaged as they zoomed in and out of the clouds.
"5 targets ahead! Vaughn, take the last two, I'll take the first three, break!" The two witches split off and attacked with ferocity. Claire fired a burst from her M1919 and sent the first balloon burning down before performing a high roll and coming back and firing on the second balloon, sending it down to fiery end.
"Both targets taken down."
"Confirmed, nice job Vaughn." Barkhorn complimented as she flew through the falling pieces of the first balloon. Pulling up from her run she spotted the 2nd balloon and rolled over and dived down firing her weapon. The balloon melted under the fire and exploded. "Scratch two." She confirmed before performing an Immelmann and firing her rounds into the last balloon. "Scratch three." She muttered tallying the last kill. She pulled up to avoid the flames and from the other side came Vaughn. They pulled up in unison and began to spiral upwards, their contrails leaving a helix formation in their wake.
"All targets destroyed."
"Right, let's keep going, we're running the clock here."
"Roger that." The two leveled out and kicked their units into afterburner before zooming off into the clouds.
Asuka's flight
"Kayo, balloon to your six!"
"I see it!" *Fires M1919* "Target down!"
Asuka scanned the area as more balloons appeared. "They seem to be clustering together," she thought for a moment as her squadron mates fired away, shooting at the balloons passing them. Suddenly, she had a stroke of genius. "Everyone, tighten formation."
"EH?!" A shrill cried echoed over the comm system. "But we haven't even performed that maneuver yet." Kayo cried frantically.
"It's not too late to learn, form up!" The three formed a tight cluster as they maneuvered through the sea of white. "Kayo point to the 2 o'clock, Kuso point to the eleven, anything that flies in front of it blast it."
"Roger that." The trio flew up and realigned themselves for an attack run.
"Here we go." Asuka grinned as she brought the aim sight to her eye. The first balloon rose out of the clouds as she pulled the trigger. *Bang Bang Bang* She fired a burst from her Type 99 auto cannon and watched as the balloon exploded. "One down!"
Hearing the elation in Asuka's voice, Kayo kept scanning her sector until suddenly two balloons appeared in her field of vision. Without hesitation she pulled the trigger on her M1919 and ran a line through the balloon formation, effectively cutting them in half. A sudden flood of excitement rushed through her as she watched the balloons fall. "I got two!" The formation kept on their straight pass and the trio fired away at the balloons which were rising one after the other. In their wake they left smoldering rubber pieces and the scent of cordite. The clock was running down, 1 minute remaining.
"How many are left?" Kuso asked quickly.
"One left!" Barkhorn shouted. The two formations came together as one as they searched the soup for the last balloon.
"Did anyone miss?" Kayo asked as the condensation exited her mouth.
"I don't think so, we've managed to bag anything that we saw." Vaughn added. The witches scanned, not minding the time until their radio's crackled.
[Radio: You guys have 30 seconds left.]
"UGH! WE CAN'T FIND IT!" Barkhorn shouted in frustration. The witches began to look solemn until their leader came in again.
[Radio: Look above you.]
The witches pointed their heads upwards and saw the last balloon, hovering just above the clouds.
[Radio: 15..14..13..]
"KICK IT!" Asuka ordered. The witches stopped abruptly and began to zoom climb up to the balloon. The clouds rushing passed them as they climbed, they all centered the balloon in their sights.
[Radio: 10..9..8..]
*Click*
"Huh?" *Click Click*
"I'm out of ammo!" Kayo cried. The other began to pull their triggers, their weapons emitting the dreaded clicking.
"You've got to be kidding me." Kuso said in disbelief.
[Radio: 7..6..5..]
"HURRY!" *BOOM* the balloon shattered as the fiery remains began to fall around them.
"Great shot Barkhorn!" Vaughn said with elation. Christiane turned and looked her squadron mates in the eye.
"I didn't do anything, that shot came from somewhere else."
[Radio: Zero.] A mysterious voice said.
"Who is this?" Kuso asked as she looked around the sky.
[Radio: Look towards the sky.]
The witches turned their eyes towards where the balloon once was and saw the silhouette pass above them. They watched the figure enter a cloud and loss sight of it once again.
"Where did it go?" Vaughn wondered as she squinted her eyes.
"Look behind you…." A soft voice said. Vaughn turned and almost turned white as the figure looked directly at her.
"AHHH!" Vaughn cried before covering her mouth.
"Jeez Vaughn, do you want someone to hear you down there?" Asuka joked. The mysterious person began to speak again.
"Can I see your commanding officer?" The soft continued.
"Um… sure, we'll take you to her." Christiane agreed to the request, albeit hesitatingly. After Vaughn had cooled from her scare, she and the rest escorted the mysterious girl to their commanding officer who was not far.
"Who is this person?" Asuka whispered to Barkhorn's ear. She turned to her and shrugged and told her to focus on flying straight. Asuka looked back and couldn't help but notice her skin. White as the clouds around her and whiter than the snow on the ground. She seemed to humming a song that she couldn't figure the lyrics to, believing them to be in another language. Soon the group reached their squadron leader who was talking with the ground crews before she ceased and turn her gaze towards them.
"We have returned ma'am." Christiane saluted. Miyafuji's gaze never seemed to be interrupted from the newcomer as she floated over to her until she was face to face with the individual. The witches watched as the two looked at each other.
"It's been a while 'Pilot officer' " The girl said softly.
"Same with you 'Flying officer' "Miyafuji replied, her eyes beginning to water.
"Psst… what's going on?" Kayo asked the witches around her, they just gave the usual shrug and continued to watch until the saw their commander turn towards them.
"Ladies, I would like you to meet an old friend of mines," She grabbed the shoulders of the girl and turned her to the squadron. "This is Squadron leader Sanya V. Lityvak, commander of the 470th Guards Fighter Aviation Regiment based out of Vladivostok."
"Hello everyone," Sanya introduced herself.
"So what brings you here?"
"I bring something but it's best if I told you on the ground, my MiG 15 is very temperamental."
"Fuso winter not to your liking I see?" Yoshika joked. "Alright, everyone return to base."
"Yes ma'am!"
Back in the squadron room
"This is some good tea," Sanya remarked as she takes another sip. "You are quite a talented tea brewer Officer Kayo."
"T..Thank you ma'am, I'm glad you like it." Kayo blushed before moving around and picking up the empty tea cups around the room.
"So what is that you wish to give me Sanya?"
Sanya brought out a folder and set it down. Yoshika picked it up and looked at its contents. "She's here, right now?" Sanya nodded and stood up and moved towards the door, opening it. The rest of the squadron members stood up and looked at the figure standing next to Sanya. There, clutching a duffel bag in her arms and in a uniform similar to Sanya's, was a girl with hair as white as the snow outside.
"C'mon, don't be shy," Sanya gestured the girl to come forwards which she did shyly. Yoshika moved herself in front of the witch and introduced herself.
"Hello there, I'm Flight Lieutenant Yoshika Miyafuji. I welcome you to the 501st Tactical Fighter Squadron." She said as she outstretched her hand. The witch raised her hand and slowly pushed her hand forwards until both of their hands met. "May I ask what your name is?"
Looking up, the witch backed away and set her duffle bag down and saluted. "Warrant officer Veronika Ivanovna Tselikov, 470th Guards Aviation, Vladivostok."
"Well nice to meet you Officer Tselikova, it will be an honor to fly with you."
"T..thank you ma'am." The girls picked up her duffel bag and exited the room and waited outside.
"She's quite the shy one." Yoshika remarked.
Sanya nodded her head, "Yeah, she was one of the new arrivals to the unit. She's very much to herself most of the time but she does lighten up when she's flying." Sanya smiled and looked towards the door. Yoshika put her cup down and gestured for Chris to come forwards.
"Chris, Kayo, show our newest arrival to the sleeping quarters and help her get unpacked."
"Right, we're on it." Christiane replied before gesturing to Kayo to follow. Before they left, Sanya stopped Chris and looked at her.
"You look familiar, I've seen you around before."
"Excuse me ma'am?" Chris replied with a puzzled look.
"What's your name?"
Chris, taken back by the sudden question hastily answered it. "Pilot Officer Christiane Barkhorn ma'am." She watched as Sanya's eyes grew wider at the mention of her name.
"You're Gertrude's little sister? My gods you've grown so much, and a witch too? I wonder how your sister took it."
"She wasn't happy at first, but she finally let off and I joined when I turned 12."
"Well I'm glad to have met you and if you can, say hi to your sister for me."
"I will, now if you will excuse me ma'am, Kayo let's go."
"Right behind you." The two left the room and the two witches listen as they heard the latter talk to the new arrival before hearing the footsteps get farther and farther away. Yoshika then turned her gaze to Asuka, Kusomoto, and Vaughn who still remained.
"You are dismissed," She said. The three looked at each other and put their feet together before heading out the door and going down the same direction the other had went. She then turned back to Sanya who stood gingerly as she waited for her to say something. "We can discuss in my office, this way." The two made their way to her office, closing the squadron room door behind them as they left.
Barracks
"This is where the squadron sleeps, my bed is on the far end, Kuso's is over there, Asuka's bed has the posters on it, Kayo's is right over here, and Vaughn's has the one across from you." Christiane said as she showed Veronika her new bed. The witch nodded and placed her duffel bag down and began to unpack.
"You need help with that?" Kayo asked cheerfully. The witch reluctantly rose her head and looked at Kayo in the eye. Kayo felt the sense of loneliness as Veronika looked at her before shaking her head. She blinked to clear the tunnel vision before saying. "I'll get some pillows and bed sheets." She said quickly. Chris nodded as Kayo left the room. There they were, just the two of them.
"You don't talk much do you?" Barkhorn asked. The witch shook her head again as she stacked her clothes' neatly. Barkhorn began delving into her mind to come up with more things to break the eerie silence. "So what made you join the Witch Corps?" She asked again, trying desperately to get a least a single word out of the new arrival. Veronika picked up a pile of clothes' and tried to open the chest at the front of her bed. Barkhorn quickly rushed forwards and opened the latches on the box and opened it. The witch just stood still before bending down and putting the pile at bottom.
"Thank you…." She replied softly. The first word she's heard when she's not talking to a commanding officer.
"Uh, no problem, don't be afraid to ask for help." Veronika, putting the last pieces of clothing in the chest looked at Chris.
"I will, thank you for everything." Her face beet red that did not come from the heat of the room. She made her way around the bed and sat down. Chris, enchanted by the way the girl walked seemed inclined to follow but simply stayed put. "She saved me." She whispered.
Chris, her attention peaked, moved in closer and sat on the bed nearby, "Excuse me?"
"She saved me," Veronika repeated, this time with more depth. Chris, bewildered by the enigma that this girl is stayed silent and waited for the girl to continue. "I was just a little girl then, I used to do the things that little girls do, play princess, sing, dance, and laugh," Veronika paused and sighed before continuing. "I was looking outside my bedroom window, looking at the stars above, they were always so beautiful in winter. Until… 'They' came." She took a longer pause this time. "I remember the sky being black, people screaming and crying, I looked around for my father as I heard him scream my name. I called out for him but the screams seemed to drown out my cries. Then 'it' appeared, its shrill cry made me cover my ears and scream so I wouldn't have to hear it. The sound… oh god the sound." She began to choke on her words as she continued, Chris just sat and listened, solidified to her spot. "I felt the heat, it looked so far away but it felt as if I was touching it. The cries of people amplified as the earth exploded around me, I felt something grab my shoulder, and I looked up and saw a soldier standing right above me. He told me to get up but I told him that my father was still out there, without saying anything he hoisted me up and carried me away, I tried to fight him off but me being a young girl, there wasn't much I could do. I could hear my father's voice calling my name, I cried out again as they put me in the back of the truck, I reached out for him but watched as the beam fell."
After this, her eyes became red and puffy, the lines down her face where the tears fell. "I couldn't hear my name anymore, everything in the world just fell silent as I watched what the burning pit where my father once stood until I was jolted back to reality by the sound of gunfire. The soldiers around began shooting into the sky as the people I was with cried and prayed to god, they yelled at the truck to move but it stayed it's ground. I saw the red flash and closed my eyes. I was going to hear my name again, I was going to be with him soon," She paused to repose herself, wiping the excess moisture from her eyes. "I waited, and waited, and waited, but nothing happened, suddenly I heard people beginning to cheer and the truck jerking forward. I opened my eyes and saw white falling to the ground, I thought it was snow but was misconceived of that notion when I still saw the flames around me. There was another sound that I could just make it over the sounds of war and it was the sound of a faint drone. I looked up to see the moon and something silhouetted against its bright light and I watched it as it flew gracefully above the carnage. The flames illumining her underside, her green antenna's complimenting her grey hair. This was the person who saved me, an angel high above and heard the cries of the innocent and gave them salvation. The truck was far from where it once was as I saw the outline of the city get farther and farther away until I couldn't hold my eyes up any longer."
"My god…." Where the only words to come out of Chris's mouth, thus ending Veronika's soliloquy.
"I found myself in a refugee camp far away from the city, I heard stories amongst the people about the 'White Lily of Volgograd' talking about how she saved the city, was she the one that I saw that night?" She paused again and looked around the room before putting her head down. "I joined when I turned 13. After graduating flight school, I was pulled aside and told that I would be tasked to the 470th. On the first day of arriving we were doing morning roll call when I saw her again."
*Flashback*
"Pavlovna?"
"Present!"
"Alexi?"
"Present!"
"Tselikov?"
"Present!"
The base adjutant looked at his clip board before climbing onto the podium. "Being that all you are here, allow me to introduce your new squadron commander. Everyone salute the 'White Lily of Volgograd' Squadron Leader Sanya Vladimirovna Lityvak." The woman gracefully took the stage and looked over the crowd that stood rigidly at attention. She cleared her throat and began to address the crowd.
"The motherland thanks you for your service and for everything that you've done. We're all here for the same reason, all of us have lost something, friends, families, our homes. I lost my home, I lost the people I cared about and that is why you see me standing before you today. All of you will become aspiring witches one day, as words from my former squadron leader she said this, 'there's nothing a witch can't do.'"
*Present time*
"There's nothing a witch can't do." She repeated. "I finally found her, the girl that saved me those years ago was now my commanding officer, my leader, my mentor."
"Wow…." The sound of Kayo's voice broke Chris free.
"Wha…how long have you've been sitting here?" Chris asked.
"I came back and heard Veronika talking to you so I just sat down and listened."
"I hope that answered your question Pilot Officer." Veronika said softly. Chris nodded and stood up and began to make for the door before looking back.
"Thanks for talking to me Veronika, hopefully you find yourself welcomed here and one more thing."
"Hm?"
Chris broke away from the door and moved her right hand in front of her. "Welcome to the 501st." Her hand ready to receive a handshake. Veronika approached cautiously and grabbed the hand and gave a firm shake before letting go. With it finally done, Chris took one final look around, "I'll be walking on the flight line, holler if you need me." Before leaving the room. Kayo stood and looked at Veronika who gazed back at her. Slowly, Kayo saw as a small smile began to mold onto Veronika's face, Kayo could do nothing but smile in return and looked at the bed that Veronika worked on.
"I've brought the blanket and pillows, would you like the fluffy one or the one that's stiffer?" Kayo asked as she began to bombard Veronika with questions.
"I don't mind."
"These beds are kind of stiff so I would go with the fluffy one, un-unless you want this one? I mean that's okay too!"
Veronika's face turned red and she began to laugh at the question and self-answering beginning presented to her. She repeated once again, "*laugh* Once again I don't mind Officer Kayo"
"Ah! Please, just call me Kayo!"
Veronika giggled again, "*Giggle* Okay, Kayo." Kayo grinned as she continue her bombardment of question. From down the hallway, the two 'Strike Witches' heard the laughs and giggles coming from the room.
"You were right, she's catching on pretty quickly."
"I knew I've seen her before, I can't forget that face when I looked down after destroying that Neuroi. I remembered her face when I was inspecting the new arrivals, those same eyes that looked at me when I was flying over were now saluting me, calling me 'ma'am'. I knew she has potential so I sent her to you."
"She'll be in good hands, my cast of characters are certainly the type."
"Kinda reminds you of the old days."
"Yeah…It's good to see you again Sanya-san."
"Same with you Yoshika, I'll come by more often."
"I'll be sure to have Kayo brew more tea."
"*Laugh* Yeah…." As the two looked out the window, the snow began to fall again, men began running about, covering aircraft that were still on the tarmac. One final roar of an engine was the only music before the base fell back to its tranquil state. As night fell, the snow stopped again and the stars in the sky shown through their transparent barricade. The hum of an engine makes its way across the sky, along with it the melodic harmony of a song, chords beautifully crafted together to make the sounds of angels. Christiane, sitting in a chair in the hanger looked up at the moon, its light casting a silhouette of a figure flying in its path. Chris sighed and took a sip of some tea before saying,
"Keep it up Veronika, keep it up."
End
A/N's: I would like to take this opportunity to express something I've felt while writing this story. Your families and friends that you've known all your life. What do you do when their gone? How can one cope with such tragedy? It amazes me how people who have gone through so much still carry on and live on. That shows the strength of the human spirit, capable of surviving through insurmountable odds and still emerging on the other side. It's quite fascinating to say the least. But I digress, I will be putting some notes down below to help explains something's so let's start off with some OC bios.
O.C. Bio's
Warrant officer Kusomoto Maki
501st TFS 'Strikers'
Striker Unit: North Liberion/Miyabishi F-86J Sabre
Familiar: Fuso/Japanese Bobtail
Often called 'Kuso' which is just a shortened version of her last name, Kusomoto volunteered to join the 501st from her existing unit, the 3rd air wing based out of Misawa. After hearing the stories of witches while still in school, she sought to become one of them and enrolled in the academy when her magical power manifested. Known as being a bit laid back but not so much as Asuka, her squadron mate, she's considered the middle ground of the group, bridging the gap between Barkhorn and Asuka. She has a massive joy for flying and is known to do aerobatic maneuvers without authorization, but Flight Lieutenant Miyafuji allows it as long as she does hurt herself or anyone else.
Sergeant Claire T. Vaughn
501st TFS 'Strikers'
Striker Unit: North Liberion F-86 Sabre
Familiar: Northern goshawk
A Liberion hailing from California, she's often seen as the 'newbie' (even though she's been in the squadron as long as everyone else) of the group, probably by her rank. Claire was a transfer, originally destined for the 4th Fighter Wing, which was led by none other than Wing Commander Charlotte Yeager. When asked if she wanted to be transferred to a multinational unit, she took the opportunity and found herself in the 501st. Her personality is quite quirky to say the least, easily startled when she's not aware, she often takes on an innocent, helpless girl. That façade changes when in the sky, a crack shot and one not likely to miss, she can put rounds on target with whatever weapon you give her (With proper training of course).
Warrant officer Veronika Ivanovna Tselikov
501st TFS 'Strikers'
Striker Unit: Mikoyan-Gorgevich MiG-15
Familiar: Siberian Cat
Her story is one of tragedy. Resident of Volgograd and lost her father when the city was attacked in 1943, she remembered the story of the 'White Lily of Volgograd' as she drifted from camp to camp. As she grew up, her fascination about the witch that saved her kept in her mind as she went through flight training once her magic manifested. She was coincidentally, either by mistake or design attached to the 470th Guards Aviation led by Squadron Leader Lityvak. Finally meeting the person that saved her many years ago, she strived to be just like her, even adopting singing when on patrol at night. Knowing that she had potential, she was transferred by Major Lityvak personally to the 501st and is now the squadron's night witch. She's often shy and in keepings to herself but she does have moments where she laughs and talks to the people around her. She tries not to remind herself of the past but she does have flashbacks to what happened 7 years ago.
Some other things to note: I've changed the name of Stalingrad to its present day name of Volgograd, for some strange reason the SW wiki still list it as 'Stalingrado' which never made sense because communism did not exist. In the bio of Claire, I put down that she was to be attached to the 4th fighter wing led by Shirley. In real life, the 4th Fighter Interceptor Wing of the Korean War did have Chuck Yeager as a commander before it became the 4th Fighter Wing. I used the latter because it saved space, and plus it sounded cooler.
Well anyway, that is it for today's chapter, I hope you guys enjoyed it, I sure had a blast writing this, even though I did get teary eyed at some parts. Please leave a review and a critique because it's always appreciated! This is CaptainSentry and I'll see you in the skies!