I woke up in my cabin around 7:30. Today was the day I had been waiting for for a long time, I thought to myself as got up. As i got out of bed, my back popped in several different places due to the thin mattresses the crew and I had to sleep on every night. It felt good though, so continued to get ready for the day, brushing my teeth, taking a shower,and using deodorant. As i went to get my suit on, i passed by my "missions chart" hanging on the wall. It states who i have left to kill, and other problems that could use my attention. Im a mercenary for the United States. helping them take out terrorists that have the potential to destroy the country in any way. The They recently gave me the task of assassinating a former terrorist leader in Russia. It took a while but i managed to get it done. But on my flight back, my plane began to run out of fuel. so i asked my friend John if i could land on his aircraft carrier. So thats where i am now, on a giant ship in the middle of the atlantic. But that was all over now, The U.S Government finally gave me a year off of my duties, which means relaxing, and doing things with friends.

When I approached the closet and swung the doors open, i began to put my suit on. this was a long process because there was so much that made up my attire. First my pants, socks and military boots, then i squeezes into my t-shirt and my leather jacket, which i leaved unzipped to make myself look cooler. Finally, i put on my helmet. I never go anywhere with it. It has protected me from death so many times, i almost think it could be indestructible. Now my helmet may be strong but it can never conceal my long black hair underneath, leaving it to stick out the back and front a few inches. My entire suit is blue, except for the boots which were a dark gray color. so I finished putting on my outfit then I headed up to retrive my weapons. I am a mercenary anyways, I've got to have some kind of artillery.

The walk to the armory was pain staking, considering its all the way at the back of the carrier. when I finally get there, my feet are sore. I'm a really good runner, and i have good stamina, but when your jogging down hot crowded hallways on a metal floor, it makes it a little harder. I went inside and got my weapons. my shotgun, 2 44 magnums, and finally my dual wield katanas.

So with all of my equipment gathered up, i was ready to go. As i headed up the stairs to the flight deck i put my revolvers in their holsters and my shotgun and katanas on my back. It was about 20 flights of stairs to get to the flight deck, but it wasn't bad. I was wondering if they've got my plane ready to take off. My plane is my pride and joy, almost like a kid to me. She's a 450 foot warplane, with 4 massive engines and guns mounted all over. Today was the day i can fly back home, thats why I'm excited. i just hope they have my plane ready.

as i got on to the runway, i saw her. My plane was parked on the runway ready to go as promised. The sun was barely coming over the horizon, reflecting brilliant shades of red and orange over the planes glossy white exterior. it was amazing. my planes codename was "Alpha1" as it was painted on the front sides of her. Alpha 1 is a technically advanced aircraft, being able to do things such as hover, dive under the water, even fly backwards. she's the only one of her kind in the world. she is even powered by a rare uranium generator, and she was mine. as began to climb in under the landing gear, sailors shouted their goodbyes to me. it was the first time i had ever been here so they had never met me. so i stopped to shouted a few goodbyes back and continued into Alpha1. i opened the hatch into the cabin and climbed in. Then i made my way to the cockpit, finally getting things ready to make Alpha1 fly.

I reached for the ignition button and pushed it. When i did the lights in the cockpit came on as did the other lights in Alpha1. then i gave the throttles a little push and i heard all the turbines hum to life as i did. i began increasing power until i began to accelerate. then in as little as no time at all, i was airborne on my way home. all of my friends are at home. we share a house there, each pitching in a little to pay for it. i missed them. i had been on John s floating fortress for about ten months, and i was ready to get back home. since it was almost a 16 hour flight home, i decided to put Alpha1 on auto pilot while i slept, not realizing that would be the biggest mistake of my life.

i awoke to the sounds of thunder, only taking a moment to realize i was in a thundercloud. A BIG thundercloud. "well this is just great"i shouted out loud sarcastically. i raised the back part of my chair up again to look at the control board. the main lights were off, causing different  panel lights to illuminate the cockpit an ominous red and green. the storm clouds made the outside look pitch black. I took the plane out of autopilot and took the controls to myself. Then all of a sudden Alpha1 began to shake violently. i tried to counter the shaking by throwing switches to stabilize the plane, but it was no good. The shaking eventually got so violent that the early waning lights came on. Then, a bolt of lightning struck the right wing, causing the turbines on that side to stop and catch fire. with the speed beginning to go down, Alpha1 was sent into a partial dive. I frantically began to pull here back up slowly. Then the cockpit glowed red from all the emergency lights that were going off. Finally, i dropped below the cloud layer, increasing my visibility. it was still dark, but it was less hazy.then i gazed out in front of me, and what i saw scared the hell out of me.

there was a city on the side of a mountain, with a castle right on the edge, thats i was about to fly right into! "holy shit!!!!!" i yelled as i franticly tried to turn out of the way. i grabbed the wheel and turned it to the left, and as I did, the plane slowly followed. The the sky being pitch black giving the impression that I had it cleared until I looked back and remembered the burning 40ft wing that stuck out the side. I yelled and braced myself for impact as the wing clipped the side of the castle, smashing pillars, bricks and stained glass windows.  As plane shook violently, I slowly  poked my head back up just in time to watch myself crash into a wooded area.

everything seemed to be moving in slow motion one the plane made contact. Metal, glass, myself, even parts of the outside that managed to get into the now broken windshield were being tossed around. Finally my entire body  got thrown onto the control board, and everything sped back up. The sounds of snapping trees and scraping metal, were enough to drown out my cries of pain. Then the plane finally hit a big enough object to halt it to a violent stop. I laid there on the control board, feeling the rain on my back and blood rushing down my forehead and down my arm, dripping onto the controls, when slowly, everything turned black. And i was out cold. Next Chapter: Chapter 2 meet the ponies Estimated time remaining: 14 Minutes