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Topic: Blacksummer - Chapter 3
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Hey guys!  Like 'blacksummer' said, I am posting the rest of the story on her behalf So I hope you all enjoy reading the next installment 
Stephen
Chapter 3:
“There are sandwiches,” a guy who is sitting next to me in the hovercraft mentions.
I can smell the overpowering scent of tuna coming from the sandwich and I smile. “Yeah thanks,” I reply, standing to go grab one.
“Hey! What’s your name?” he calls out to me.
I grab a sandwich from the table and sit down next to him once again. “Stephen, and yours?” I inquire taking a bite.
“Jeremy,” he answers.
"So do you know what our section's doing?" I ask him. Each hovercraft's section has a different task when they're in combat. Some hovercrafts will fight on the land, some will do secret operations, some will be in the air doing dogfights...
"Water," Jeremy tells me.
I start thinking of the statistics and the probability of getting out of the summer alive.
Back in training we learned what to do for all tasks and we learned the statistics of survival for each section. Water was dead last, literally dead last. Most people died that went into the water section but that did mean Alex was probably not water so he'd have a higher chance of survival.
"Do you know what section hovercraft 700 is?" I query nervously.
"Dogfights," Jeremy replies. "Why?"
"Dogfights," I repeat quietly. "Alex is in the dogfights."
"Who's Alex? You okay, kid? I did the dogfights last summer. I'm nineteen," Jeremy informs me.
I close my eyes and think of the first time Alex and I flew a plane. We were thirteen...
"It's not like we're gonna actually bomb someone, Stephen," Alex whispers when I start to hyperventilate.
We're standing outside of the cockpit while our class is watching, pen and clipboard ready to mark every mistake and every stall in our flight pattern.
“You just have to hop in the cockpit, Stephen,” Alex told me, putting his hand on my shoulder. “Remember? We’ve done this before, honey.”
Alex had once again calmed me down. “Right, just like practise. All right let’s go.” We opened up the doors to the cockpit and hopped in. I slid my headset on and buckled in. Alex flipped a few switches before the hum of the bomber engine revved. “Just a little practise flight, Stephen,” he reminded me.
“Right,” I responded, listening to the static in the headset. “This is Bomber Copter 231 (the combo of my two favourite numbers, 2 and 31), taking off from East Tower. I repeat this is Bomber Copter 231 taking off from East Tower. Over.” Alex and I wait for our trainer to come in over the headset before taking off.
“This is East Tower, we accept your request. Take off when ready. Over,” Mr. Hemingway’s deep voice cracked over the headsets.
“Roger that. Over,” Alex answered, pumping the clutch of the Bomber and releasing the throttle to send the plane forward and out onto the runway.
The Bomber rolled out smoothly and I turned up the coolant as the steaming sun beat down on us through the bulletproof glass. I pulled the lever back and the speedometer spiked to 112 km/h, allowing the plane to glide up the runway for take off.
Alex pressed a button and the wheels retracted into the Bomber.
We were flying.
I pulled the wheel upward slightly, careful not to make the plane stall while Alex made the dispatch to Mr. Hemingway in East Tower.
“Bomber Copter 231 is now flying west toward the green landing strip. We will be making our aerial loop and doing our practise shoot out before landing. Over,” he announced into the headset.
“Roger that. Proceed with caution. Over,” Mr. Hemingway responded.
An auto-piloted, target plane flew toward us. “Alex...” I started.
He shook his head. “Not yet. We can take it out faster if we wait a little longer...”
The plane was now just metres away preparing for fire.
“ALEX!!!” I shouted. “We need to loop and fire NOW!!!” I yanked the steering wheel down and we looped up and around carefully, flipping just moments before stalling.
Alex fired the machine guns attached to our plane at the targets on the “enemy” Bomber. Black smoke started rising from the opponent and I pulled the throttle back and pulled the wheel up so we could descend slowly to the green landing strip.
“This is Bomber Copter 231, requesting permission to land on the green strip. Over,” Alex stated into the headset.
“Permission granted. Over,” the intercom cracked.
I lowered us onto the strip and it was over.
We passed our flight test.
“Who’s Alex?” Jeremy asks, bringing me back into the moment.
I blink and look at him. “My significant other,” I reply.
The First, Last and Only thing I will ever say...Never give up hope, Always believe and Hold onto your dreams...♥
The Never-Ending Maze of Surprises...
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Edit: Legohead, Tue 1 May 12, 9:32PM
Post: #645255  , Tue 1 May 12, 9:31PM |
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:: Kuuipo
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Eeeek *-*
"The past can hurt. You can either run from it or learn from it." ~Rafiki
“Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.” ~Dr. Seuss
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Post: #645259 , Tue 1 May 12, 9:38PM |
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Haha yup. Okay I seriously should get off now T_T.
To see us dance is to hear our hearts speak- Hopi Indian saying
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Post: #645260 , Tue 1 May 12, 9:39PM |
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So good!!!! This is seriously amazing, I really love it~
~love everyone~
*writingismyworld*
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Post: #645263 , Tue 1 May 12, 10:00PM |
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I know!! She really is very talented
The First, Last and Only thing I will ever say...Never give up hope, Always believe and Hold onto your dreams...♥
The Never-Ending Maze of Surprises...
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Post: #645270 , Tue 1 May 12, 10:09PM |
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:: Kuuipo
:: QA10 Community Goddess | |
She neeeeds to write mooore
"The past can hurt. You can either run from it or learn from it." ~Rafiki
“Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.” ~Dr. Seuss
~Clicking this link will bring you to a very special place and you should click it because click it.|
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Post: #645273 , Tue 1 May 12, 10:14PM |
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@Stephen: She really is, isn't she? I feel privileged to get to read her stuff
~love everyone~
*writingismyworld*
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Post: #645279 , Tue 1 May 12, 11:00PM |
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@Sarah I feel priveleged that I'm part of the story! It's beyond awesome!
@Dylan she's writing a little bit everyday! So it shouldn't be long before the next chapter
The First, Last and Only thing I will ever say...Never give up hope, Always believe and Hold onto your dreams...♥
The Never-Ending Maze of Surprises...
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Post: #645283 , Tue 1 May 12, 11:25PM |
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:: Kuuipo
:: QA10 Community Goddess | |
!
"The past can hurt. You can either run from it or learn from it." ~Rafiki
“Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.” ~Dr. Seuss
~Clicking this link will bring you to a very special place and you should click it because click it.|
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Post: #645291 , Wed 2 May 12, 12:05AM |
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This is so good! MORE! -giggles-
"You can't love someone as much as you can miss them"- John Green, An Abundance of Katherine's
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Post: #645295 , Wed 2 May 12, 12:10AM |
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