Momo laughed as another vulture droid ship was reduced to fire and molten metal. A piece glanced across the hull of her ship as she sped up. She had formed up a fighter squad of five.
Koji Koda was a quiet pale boy with a shark-like face. He could speak to animals and was excellent in co-ordination and tactical thinking. Hanta Sero has an ability which gave him tape dispensers for elbows. He had trained for two years in piloting and passed with flying colours. Minoru Mineta was a person whom not only was very short but had giant sticky grapes for hair. He, like Koji, excelled in tactics and co-ordination with a flare of disobedience to add to the table. Eijirou also piloted a fighter, his smile so wide the vulture droids could see it from behind the glass case of the cockpit.
The vulture droids barked out a new objective, causing the 1-A fighter squad to double take and begin to fall back, "ATTACK-VENATOR-CALSS-DESTROY-IMMEDIATELY". Multiple squads of vulture droids spun around and gunned toward the Venator-Class.
"Shit! That was completely unpredictable!" Hanta yelled over the communication system, firing off torpedoes that ripped through two of the vulture droids. Koji gasped as the supporting squads and Venator turrets were obliterated, with their rag-tag group of five barely keeping up with the influx of fighters heading in their direction. Minoru squawked words of hurt after his mini-squad of shinies became molten metal under fire from the droids.
"Eijirou, do you have any heavy missiles? We need a large explosion to set off all the chrome domes!" Momo called, calm, cold and calculating. Eijirou denied having any. as the group formulated a plan on the fly, the Venator sustained more damage, the fighter squad becoming ever nervous. Momo glared at the carnage, resigning herself to the fact that he was going to sacrifice herself.
"Hey Eijirou, you guys, I'm going to-"
"FOR THE REPUBLIC!" Eijirou screamed, and gunned his engines. Momo's eyes widened in shock, her mouth twisting into a jarring scream. He cried as his family, friends, teammates screamed for him to stop, stop driving. Stop flying into the oncoming fighters. His red needle of a ship pierced a vulture droid, bursting into flame and setting off a chain reaction. Waves of vulture droids slammed into the fireball, the spectacle bringing a flood of tears to three of the four's eyes.
The cascade of fire ended and Momo's tears started to flow. More of the predatory fighters zipped through the slag and the remaining fires, that were quickly extinguished due to lack of oxygen, their guns blazing. The Venator began to turn over to shield the bridge, its sister ships sending their own fighters which picked off remaining droids. Minoru yelled over his microphone "HOLY SHIT WHAT IS THAT!" prompting Momo to lazily turn to her left. That laziness turned to fear. Her blood ran cold. She punched at her controls, burning out her engines. Minoru, Hanta and Koji hot on her heels.
The waves of electricity lapped over her fighter, everything sparking, the lightning burning over her neck, face, breast, legs and out the other side of her dinky ship. She couldn't scream, feel, think. All that befell her nerve endings were pain. The communications system crackled with the pained bleats of Koji and Hanta, but Momo felt nothing, she couldn't move to grab her microphone to say it would be OK.
I'm going to die out here. Please, forgive me Shoto. I'll keep our promise.
MEANWHILE ON THE VENATOR...
Izuku was flabbergasted.
A fireball of ships had erupted in a fiery crash! Ochako, Tsuyu, and a few other members of Squad 1-A stood beside him. One was named Mina Ashido. She had pink skin and could secrete acid. There were two others. One was named Fumikage Tokoyami, who had a dark shadow double. He had painted his armour jet black, so he stood out compared to some of the others in their group. The final person was Kyoka Jirou. She had purple hair and armour, and she had communication port jackers for earlobes. She looked most worried out of all of them- she insisted that someone would have had to sacrifice themselves to cause such a crash. Ochako had told Kyoka to shut up.
It was then that Izuku began to notice the Separatist Dreadnought in the distance. He felt something was off about it.
"Do all Separatist Dreadnoughts have a heavy-power electric cannon?" He asked, and all the people in the bridge, squad 1-A and crew alike, started to panic. The crew began turning the ship over so that the main control units on the bridge did not take damage. A high-pitched electric whine appeared and became louder until a wave of energy washed over the walls of the ship, snaking up the bridge's panelling and disappearing.
"What the fuck was THAT!" Ochako yelled.
"I just said it was a heav-"
"I know General, I'm just flabbergasted. Wait. Momo's group are out there!"
"We need to get some starfighters and go, now." Mina snapped, to Izuku's dismay.
Momo could begin to move her fingers.
She flexed them the best she could, the muscles feeling as if they were burning under the pressure. It kept her from slipping into unconsciousness, the pain. Every nerve she had cried out. All that remained over the comma was static, a sign that she was possibly the only one awake. Tears flowed from her eyes as she began to orient herself into a sitting position, jerkily moving body parts in a crippled tango until she could reach the the red button that opened her frequency to the Republic ships. Her arms twitched toward the console, Momo's mind tearing at the seams, still unable to speak. She hit the open frequency button and let out a gut-wrenching scream.
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