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today childeren i bring you the parcial story of Taylor a dashing pilot in a world of war.

NOTE IT IS A ROUGH ROUGH ROUGH ROUGH DRAFT. I KNOW THE SPELLING IS OFF, EVERYTHING CAN BE CHANGED, in the world i create i am there god :3


backround- Main Charater, Taylor (for now), has found out that a girl that hes cares for is cheating on him. Be a dectorated fighter pilot and leader of Lion Head 45th Air Divison, 116th fighter squaderon. He was asked to lead an attack on a heavey defended military base that could end the war if sucessful, the only problem is that it is a suicide misson...)

I picked up my helmate. for some reason today it looked blacker. Maybe all this was getting to me. i stopped and sighed. i looked down. I guess i wont have to worry about this anymore, in a few hours it will all be over.. everything.

"Taylor..." a sweet sound of somthing that once ment something to me. i stood up. i grabbed my helmate and my equipment. I dont want to sick around and get fed more bullshit. i pasted her without saying a word. Its better this way, what good is someone if there not alive. i let out a small smirk. i dont why, it just seemed like the right thing to do. i opened the door and entered the tarmac.

"Captain." Cheif Engeiner Greger, appraoched me and saluted,"your chariot awaits you sir."

"My Chariot to hell." i said nothing more and walked into my hanger. the flight crew saluted me. i thanked them for taking care of my aircrafts. i climbed up the later and entered into a tight squeeze of my cockpit. i looked around and observed the controls. An all glass cockpitm easy enough.

"Thank you all for supporting and fixing my aircraft over the past months. you all take a nice long break. i think this is going to be my final run." i smiled at them and gave them a ressuring gaze. i stapped in to my seat. i pressed the ignition. my F-23 Black Widow came to life. i got a quick knock of my helmate, and i was enclosed in my tomb.

I inched my way out into the day light. a line of people lined in white saluted in my dircection. i turned my jet and followed my rout directly past them, followed by Razor and Sleaziod and 4 other memebers of our rag tag squad. We were the last hope, the last knights of the world. i examed the faces of those who i past. Not one of them were of hers. Im surprised, i at least deserved to be watched as i cast off into death. i earned that much.

"Lion Head, proceede to runaway A01." the control tower patched in. my thoughts were inturped.

"er... roger control." i pulled up to the line and waited. i looked over again. i saw nothing of her presesce. Maybe i hadnt earned it. my heart was bursting. im going to die and i couldnt even love her.

"Lion Head 1, cleared for take off....God Speed, the fate of our nations rests with you." i looked foreward, i pushed the throttles foreward. the engins chugged on her last misson.

"roger..." i looked over and saw her. standing alone in front my hanger alone. i tear stripped past my eye. I then saw him appear behind her. all my sadness turned to hatred. im glad i was going to dieing.