"Where'd the missile come from?"

"Mage 2 fired that!"

"Mage 1, was it trigger?"

"Trigger was the closest..."

Trigger was angered by the words his friend muttered into the radio, but stayed silent, hopefully high command would have some sense.

Turns Out For Trigger, They Don't

"Screw you all, I didn't fire that missile!" trigger shouted as he was dragged out the room by the MP's

"He had promise captain..." clown said in depressed voice

"I know he did clown. I know, but he killed Harling, and we can't forgive him for that even if he says he didn't" Knocker said in a disgruntled voice.

"Say let's go get a beer shall we?" Clown asked his superior officer, with a nod they head off.

Do you think he really did it? Clown asked his best friend, the only pilot he had flown with all the way back in basic till now.

No I don't, it's rather odd to be honest.. Knocker responded, his voice going to a drone by the end of his sentence

Trigger was thrown in a cell and left alone, spat at and beaten by some guards. Slowly he became more and more disgruntled against his homeland.

He could hear the princess speaking on the radio the guards had and started to enjoy what she had to say. For it was the only non abusive word he would hear any more.

"Hey Trigger, you're being transferred to a new prison" the guard grins and trigger grunts

"Go to hell!" he shouts in response, but is knocked out shortly after and wakes up in a super stallion with one guard and in his head he starts developing a plan. A plan to escape from the punishment of a crime he didn't commit. He looks at the guard. "Hey, can I have a drink?" he asks in a calm voice.

"Sure" the guard says and uncuffs him and passes him a bottle of water, but this would be the guard's last decision of his life. "You fool" trigger opens the side door and kicks the guard out of the helicopter, but luckily he landed on some snow. He moves into the cockpit after grabbing the guard's rifle and points it at the pilots.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot." The pilots complied. "land this bird now!" trigger demanded and yet again, with a gun pointed to their heads they complied. The main pilot cried, "please don't kill us, we have families!" "I don't plan to, but only if you listen to me."

Both pilots nodded and landed the helicopter. "Get out of the helicopter!" trigger shouted at them both. The pair practically jumped out of their seats and got out of the helicopter.

Trigger stands by the door of the helicopter and passes them a map he found. "Be safe and don't report this, or I will find you and I will kill you both," he threw the rifle at them and slammed the door shut and took off in the helicopter, not saying a word.

He turned the bird's nose towards Erusea. It was going to be a long transit to Erusea, but he could just make it. The engine began to strain eventually due to how long it had been running, and the fuel light turned on, he was 20 miles (32.19 kilometres) from the space elevator and trigger knew he could make it.

<<Attention unidentified helicopter, This is the Erusean AWACS deadeye, identify yourself, or you will be fired upon!>>

trigger thought for a good while and decided to tell the truth

<<This is Mage 2, call sign Trigger, of the Ocean 508th tactical fighter wing.>>

this shocked deadeye, wondering why an Osean pilot was here alone, in a helicopter of all things

<<Why have you come here alone? You're lucky you responded. We would have fired upon you>>

<<I want to defect.>> trigger said coldly, there was silence for what felt like hours but was only a minute, Skoll squadron was in the same channel and had not announced their presence but their leader, Skoll one spoke up

<<what should we do deadeye?>>

<<Mage 2, I have been informed by my superior officer that you are allowed to defect to us, welcome to Erusea, I hope I work with you one day>>

<<Thank you Deadeye, where can I land, I'm on bingo fuel>>

<<The airbase is 3 miles (4.83 kilometres) north north-west over>>

<<roger Deadeye>>

trigger heads towards the base while being escorted by Skoll one

<<trigger, tell me why you want to defect>>

<<I was charged for a crime I didn't commit, that's all I'm going to say till we get down. Over.>>

<<fair enough trigger>>

As Trigger landed his helicopter, he looked at all the pilots and other members of the Erusean Air Force in the base running or walking to the helicopter. He powered down his engine and hopped out through the pilot door.

He could hear murmurs all around him, but it stopped as soon as someone who looked like a senior officer raised his voice and walked closer to trigger, with a whole army brigade behind him.

"Welcome to Erusea. Trigger, please follow me. We need to ask you some questions in private."

Trigger nodded in agreement and followed the senior officer, who after further investigation was a second lieutenant, into the main building. He was being saluted at every turn, was it just because he was with the lieutenant, maybe.

They both enter an office were a member of the Erusean intelligence service, agent Nolan and skoll one was sat beside him.

"Trigger, please sit down, we have a lot to discuss." Agent Nolan said in a calm and formal voice

trigger sits down like he was asked to and skoll one starts the questions

"What was the crime you were convicted of trigger?"

Trigger is visibly angered and states swiftly

"I was FALSELY Convicted of killing former president Harling."

"Damn..." Skoll one muttered.

"Do you want to tell him?" Skoll one asked agent Nolan.

"A Erusean drone shot down Harling while disguised as an Osean jet, we can't explain more as it's classified."

Trigger sat there think and then eventually spoke up and said "What's the next question?"

Agent Nolan spoke up. "I spotted bruising on your face, were you tortured by the Oseans?"

"If you include being beaten and abused by guards for a week straight as torture, then yes"

"that explains your defection then" skoll one piped up

"that it does" agent Nolan said

They both kept questioning trigger for hours on end, asking questions from where he was born or what his favourite beers and planes are. By the end of the questioning, trigger was being taken to the base bar by skoll, one whose name was Charles.

"So trigger, what's your real name then?" Charles questioned him.

"My Name is..."

Upon walking into the bar, both Trigger and Charles saw the entire Skoll squadron as well as their ground crew in there. Trigger finally answered Charles' question about his name, saying, "My name is Gregory Müller, if you don't mind."

He asked the young pilot, "That's a Belkan last name, isn't it?"

Gregory replied, "Yes, I'm half Belkan, my mother was Osean.".

One guy, who looked like a scientist, broke the silence when he spoke

Gregory and Charles walked over to the booth as Doctor Schroeder said in a monotone voice, "Come here, Gregory."

"Schroeder, what do you want?" Charles asked him in a harsh tone.

Schroeder responded, "I heard Gregory was a Belkan, and I was extremely intrigued.".

"Half belkan." Gregory replied quickly.

"If you don't mind, may I at least buy you a drink?"

"Sure, why not," Gregory replied

As Charles pats his back and walks away, he says, "well, I should debrief my squadron, Gregory, I'll see you later."

In the wake of Charles, the bar shuffles out, leaving Gregory and Schroeder on their own

"I heard about how you got here, Gregory, Quite impressive."

"Thank you Kamared"

"You speak Belkan? Impressive".

"Ich finde es ziemlich amüsant, wie wir beide Belkaner sind, aber früher auf verschiedenen Seiten"

(I find it quite amusing how the both of us are belkan, yet formerly on different sides)

"Ja, es ist Schroeder, ich bin nur dem OADF beigetreten, weil meine Mutter eine Militärfrau war, sie hat meinen Vater während Des Belkankrieges kennengelernt."

(Yes, it is Schroeder, I only joined the OADF because my mother was a military woman, she met my father during the belkan war, actually.)

"Sag mir Gregory, was ist dein Lieblingsjet"

(Tell me, Gregory, what's your favourite jet)

"Der Typhoon, nicht nur weil er in unserer Heimat entwickelt wurde, sondern auch wendig ist und über einen großen Waffenbestand verfügt"

(The Typhoon, not only because it was developed in our homeland, but it's manoeuvrable and has a large weapons stock")

Waffenvorrat?

(Weapons stock?)

"Es hat eine große Auswahl an verschiedenen Waffen, die geladen werden können, wie AGMS oder einfach nur alte Bomben!"

(It has a large array of different weapons which can be loaded on, like AGMS or just plain old bombs!)

the pair finally switch back to English

"well if you ever need a hand, or a new flight suit, just ring my department" he passes Gregory a business card

"I'm sorry to cut this short, but I have work to do, goodbye Gregory"

He heads out the door as Gregory talks to the rest of Skoll squadron, getting comfortable talking to them

"You best head to barracks Trigger, you need to rest. I'll walk you down" Charles said in a slightly comforting voice.

"Thank you Charles" Trigger gets up and walks out the door, following Charles towards the Barracks.

"Tell me Charles, what is your callsign?" Trigger asks the nobel pilot.

"My callsign is Cipher."

"Wait a minute... You're the demon lord?"

"Possibly, Possibly not"

"I guess I'll have to see it for myself then"

The pair reach the barracks and Charles shows Gregory his room

"It's a bit rushed and the door is only lockable from the outside, You are a former enemy after all."
"That's fair, Thank you Charles."

"No problem my friend... I know what it's like to be betrayed by your own side."

Gregory walks in and turns the light on as the door is shut and locked behind him.

He looks through the room and finds a radio

"Maybe the princess is making a speech.."

He turns it on and turns it to frequency 144.23 and low and behold, she is.

Her calming, soft voice goes straight through the trigger, giving him a feeling he is at home once more. He slowly falls asleep, her voice becoming quieter and quieter till nothing is heard.

Tigger awoke to the sound of sirens blaring, people shouting, Bombs dropping, Aircraft screaming overhead

What the fuck is happening!? He said to himself.

A knock soon came on the door.

"Gregory! It's Charles! Get out of there we need to get into the air!!" he shouted into the door, and like a flash, Gregory was ready to go, in-flight suit and helmet on head, the door opens to an astonished Charles

"God-damn that was quick, anyway we have to run before we're bombed to bits!"

Gregory nodded and followed Charles to the airfield, where blazes were running rampant, where people screamed for help within burning buildings and hangars, with no way out, Gregory wished them a quick and merciful death.

"Right Gregory, what can you fly?" Charles asked him as they reached his hanger

"I can fly typhoons, FA-18s, and F35s."

"Well, lucky for you, we have a Typhoon on standby"

Gregory nodded and ran to it, seeing a fully Air To Air equipped typhoon, with 2 Sidewinders (Fox 2's) and 8 AMRAAM's (Fox 3's). He climbed into the cockpit and started the engines and shut the cockpit. He attached his oxygen mask to the oxygen supply

"Trigger this is AWACS Deadeye, your call sign is skoll 2"

"affirm deadeye, over"

"Skoll 2 this is the control tower, you are clear for takeoff"

with permission granted, he pulls to the runway and punches the throttle to the max and took off with Skoll one behind him

"Skoll 1, this is Skoll 2. I will follow your six, sir."

"Roger Skoll 2, I expect good things from you"

"This is where the fun begins."

"Skoll Squadron. Engage without hesitation, follow your training and don't fall behind Trigger!"

"Over and Out Skoll One"

"Skoll Squadron, This is AWACS Snake-eye, I will be your AWACS during this dance. Climb immediately to 20,000 heading 260"

"Affirm Snake-eye"

"Oh and one more thing before you boys go ham on the enemy."

"What is it Snake-eye?"

"Me and the crew have a Distinct taste in music~ Happy hunting!"

As Snake-eye finishes his sentence, KickStart My Heart starts kicking in

"I'm loving this AWACs" Skoll 3 squawked on the radio

"Me too" Trigger added

"Well you heard him! Let's go hunting! Full afterburner and stay with your wingmen! Skoll 2 your with me!"

"Affirm"

The Crimson glow of a Red Hot afterburner lit up the Night sky, a sign of impending doom, as if a crimson phoenix had been resurrected. Skoll 1 and 2 tipped their wings and dived under the cloud cover.

"FOX 3!"

A sparrow flies of its guide rail and zooms towards its target, The intended target jinks and uses CHAFF to throw off the missile, but it still connects, killing the pilot in a fiery explosion

"On your 7 Skoll 2!" a cry is heard on the radio

Trigger looks at his 7, and sees a Raptor, painted in dark blue

"It can't be.."

"Stay with me Skoll 2!"

"SHIT!"

Trigger pulls a Cobra in his typhoon, causing the blue raptor to fly right past him, the Raptor pulls a hard turn to get back on target, something Trigger can't avoid

"Skoll 2, this might sound crazy but fly straight at me!" Skoll 1 says as he deploys flares to mark his location

"Affirm Skoll 1"

The two planes barrel at each other, fast than the speed of sound

"This better work!"

"It will! Break Skoll 2!"

Trigger then jinks as the Raptor goes to follow, but

"BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT" It bursts into flames as a mag dump on the raptor is performed

The radio becomes full of life, and full of death on the enemy radio

"This cannot be!" one pilot shouts

"All units retreat, Mobius One is down!"

"The pilot with 3 lines took him down!"

"Has the demon lord returned!?"