name's Y/n L/n, I'm a militia pilot born and raised in the frontier. I joined the militia to stop the IMC from taking our land. My partner is a Stryder class titan back when the war first started. but now,he's got a upgrade.
I dont own anything exce...
I sat on Stryder's head as I rubbed my feet. Walking for five hours straight killed my legs and I have yet to make it towards the city. But I can see the faint glow of orange from the city along with faint gunshots and screams. I was beginning to worry about the worst. "What if I don't make it in time" or "What if they're already gone." These thoughts ran through my head as I saw the burning town in the distance. But I can't think like that. Not now of all times.
"Pilot I have descripted your helmet speaker to that of the pilot from before. You do not have to fear being found out. I have copied IMC pilot Ryan Shipley's voice patterns to match your voice through the speaker. When you talk you'll sound just like him. I suggest giving it a try." Stryder told me as I nod.
"Check, Check. One, two, one, two." I said as my voice was beginning to change into an older British voice. "Wait Stryder what's this accent?"
"Scans indicate it is a British accent from the planet Earth. The homeworld of the IMC." He explained to me. I thought it over. Why come here when they have a planet of their own?
Before I could continue my train of thought a heard a jet engine behind me seeing what seems to be a recon squad. Looking up and towards my left Stryder and I noticed a spaceship land next to us as a male jumped out and looked at us.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Shipley, what are you doing out here?" His rough voice asked as I jumped down off of Stryders head.
"Making my way towards the city sir," I spoke as he looked over me.
"Where's your squad and what happened to your titan?" He questioned as I had to think quickly.
"They died, sir. Killed in action. My titan was destroyed by one of the civilians here. They had their own, titans. I salvaged this one from my recent search." Explaining it to him he looked like he didn't believe me but noticed the red on my silver scarf.
"I see. Get in, we'll make our way to the city, there you'll fight with a second squad. Make sure that Stryder class titan is on board." He ordered another team as they took Stryder to a different ship as more titans appeared. "How good are you with a sniper pilot?" He questioned as he hopped into the ship.
"Uhm I'm not sure sir. I only ever shot a BB gun with my father." Jumping on the edge of the ship he pulled out a sniper and tossed it to me before taking my carbine.
"Well nothing like the present, eh?" He smirked as he walked towards the cockpit telling the pilot to get going.
After flying for about twenty or so minutes, we flew over the city. The man from before stood up and opened the ship's side door.
"Pilots head out. Shipley stays here, we're gonna get you to a good sniping position." He said as the four pilots jumped out and went into the city.
Flying over some skyscrapers we came up to a decent height for a sniper. But the city looked like hell. Hell from the side I'm pretending to be on.
"You are to provide cover from here for your fellow pilots. Alright, get moving." He spoke to me as I nod and jumped out before taking the position.
