Above the forest of Vale are seven Bullheads bearing red lines, three at the front and four further back, heading towards a cliff face. Inside of one of the seven is several red-armoured soldiers with various weapons, one of them is standing up, looking upon the soldiers. Her armor includes a bevor to protect her neck with her helmet's visor slid up. "Alright, we're nearing the nest, Warriors." She pulls upon the door and the sun shines into their visors. "The nest has been scouted to have 70 Grimm. Last counts were 24 Beowolves, 8 Ursas..."
One of the Warriors peaks their helmeted head out of the Bullhead, looking down and to the two aircrafts in front. "This is really happening."
"004! Sit your impatient butt down and listen!" The standing leader shouts. "We don't have time for the scenery!"
"Sorry captain boss sir!" The young Warrior gives a lazy salute and drops down on their seat, looking to another Warrior who's putting bullets into a magazine. "How long you're expecting to live?" The other Warrior glances at them with a disapproving tilt of their head, "Sorry, just had to-" Their Bullhead suddenly hits something, causing the young Warrior to grasp onto their seat whilst the one they were talking to gets flung out through the open door. "Crap!"
The standing Warrior walks up to the two pilots, holding onto their seats "What in the blazes was that!"
"A Nevermore, likely the forward scout of the flock that guards the nest." The pilot pushes a button. "This is Edge-1, come in Edge-3. Over."
"Copy Edge-1, confirm bogey."
"Just a small bandit, Edge-3. Lost a Warrior but that's about it."
"Repeat that first order, Edge-1? Over."
"Just a small bandit, Edge-3. Over."
"Copy. Sending messages to be on..."
"Edge-3, repeat."
"Hold on Edge-1, I thought a saw a shadow."
"A shadow, Edge-3?"
"Could possibly be a civilian craft."
"Flying above a Grimm-infested forest? I doubt it."
"Edge-3, come in. Status?"
"Edge-7? report status of Edge-3."
"Edge-7, report status of Edge-3?"
"What is going on? Edge-6, come-"
"THERE'S A F**CK OF N**ER*ORE AT**KING THE **AR! AAHH!"
"Edge-6, what's happening?"
"A NEVERMORE FLOCK WAS FLYING BEHIND US! *shattering glass* DAMMIT, GET AWAY-"
The young Warrior peaks their head out towards the rear echelon, "Oh blaze." They see a flock of large Nevermore attacking the now two Bullheads behind them. "Uh, 055?"
The standing Warrior looks behind her, "What is it 004?"
"A flock of Nevermores are attacking the Bullheads behind us."
"I know, I heard from the radio. We're going to jump." She walks around 004 and looks to the other soldiers, "We got a Code A44, activate your boosters and ready your weapons." She takes out a sickle from her hip and taps on her forearm, which opens small holes on her armor. 055 looks to the pilots, "How far are we from the nest?"
"200 meters, we'll launch a signal harpoon to guide you to it but you're on your own." The co-pilot aims their controls and pushes two red buttons. A loud sound is heard from the front. The pilot makes eye contact to 055, "Get ready to-"
"Slate, look out-" A Nevermore jams its beak into the Bullhead, puncturing the pilot's chest. The Nevermore pulls away, dragging the Bullhead with it. "JUMP!" The co-pilot screams.
The 9 Warriors jump out of Edge-1 and into freefall and mercy of the skies as are the other two Bullheads' cargo. A couple of them begin to scream as they plummet in the sky. "003, 220 calm yourselves! You'll only attract the-" 055 is snatched from her place in the sky by a winged beast.
"Fifty-Five!" 004 shouts. They can hear her pain-induced screaming fade as slightly small Nevermores group around it. The other Warriors start to scream and panic.
"WE'RE GOING TO DIE!"
"I WISH I WAS BACK AT THE FACILITY!"
"SOMEONE SHOOT-"
"Girls, Fifty-Five said to not panic and the first thing you all do is-" A shriek distrupts 004's sentence. They swivel around and see a group of the flying Grimm coming at them. 004 takes two pieces from her hips and combines them into a bolt-action rifle. "Twenty-Two, Eight, Ninety-One, quit screaming and take out your guns and shoot them!" The three numbered soldiers fumble around for their firearms while 004 takes her first shot. the shot misses and grazes one on the head armor. "Blaze! Come on." Another shot is fired, this time clipping a wing. "Holy crap I actually hit it!"
Then a barrage of bullets begin to hail upon the flying Grimms one by one, heads are blown off, wings blasted apart but two other Warriors are killed. The first one dies by a small Nevermore lodging itself into their neck and the other is grabbed by a slightly large Nevermore. The last Nevermore, a small one then flies into 004's helmet, shattering a bit of their visor at the center. "GET OFF!" They grabs the small Nevermore, crushing its neck and throwing it away as it dissolves. 004 then takes off their helmet, revealing a girl with black hair and silver eyes, "We're nearing the ground floor girls, activate your boosters!"
(A/N: A random thought that stayed in.)
I needed to get this one out of my head, I have no idea where I want to go with it but I'll figure out until then.
