Pilot of Remnant (RWBY)

Chapter 22

Y/N: Alright, so here goes it. I might get some things mixed up, but hey, a lot has happened to me. So, I am from a planet called Earth. At some point, these things that we called Demons emerged. They are nothing like the Grimm. The Demons I fought, they would put even that dragon Grimm to shame. While there were few types of the Demons, they more than made up for it in how deadly they were. I honestly doubt my plane would be able to do much better against them in its current configuration than it did in its original form. At this point, I wouldn't think twice about going toe to toe with a Ursa or Beringel, but I'd be seriously worried if I had to fight a Ground Demon. That is the only good way I can explain the difference between the Demons and the Grimm.

Winter: You had to fight against those? That's insane! How are you even alive?!

Y/N: Luck. I was assigned to a Airforce base that was far to the north of where most of the Demons focused their attacks on. Think of it like I was stationed in Atlas, if majority of the fighting was done in Vale. I was also only ever assigned to do hit and run missions of Demons who got too close, or the occasional human encampment that was getting too close for comfort. Other than that I was a patrol pilot. The most dangerous part of my job was when I had to go out and engage in a dogfight with another pilot. More often than not, they were much better than I was, and had better planes. Yet, I won each time.

Winter: What were the fights like? The ones where you had to fight another person?

Y/N: Terrifying. An Aerial Demon is predictable. They have massive wingspans, slender bodies, and their claws are almost two feet long. They can only do so much in the way of attacks, and it takes them a lot of time to complete a tight turn. Not too mention they aren't very fast. But a human? You can't accurately predict what a human will do when they are behind the controls of a plane that is better than your own. At that point, its all about skill and how lucky you are. The most dangerous pilot I ever fought had my worlds equivalent to what my plane is currently. A top of the line jet-fighter with much better guns than I had. I still don't know how I managed to actually get on top of him, but I did and I lit the top of his plane up with the guns on my plane. He never got the chance to do anything else as I saw him crash about half a mile away from where I had attacked him. 

Winter: I see. So it's almost like a Huntsman or Huntress from my world fighting another one. Please, continue.

Y/N: Well, that war had gone on for quite a while and in the time that I was part of it, I racked up quite the kill count of both Aerial Demons and Humans. But on my last mission, I was assigned to a group to escort a large aircraft that was to deliver a bomb payload to a suspected Demon stronghold, or in other words, where we knew the Demons were coming to our world from. But during that mission, a Grimm from your world managed to teleport to my own, and after causing me to fall to the ocean below, it teleported me, my plane, and it back to your world. When we teleported, somehow we merged together and now that Grimm is living inside me. It's how I can do what I do. It's how I can teleport, how I'm so strong, how I can learn so quickly. Everything. It's also the reason I have these scars.

You motion to the black scarring on your neck.

Y/N: But, while I lost a great deal in leaving my home behind, I also gained a great deal as well. Back home, I was just a normal pilot. I wasn't really special. I didn't have any true ability to speak of. I just had a few friends and a whole lot of memories. Literally the only thing tying me back there is my friend who helped upgrade my plane. But here? Here I am the person I could never be back home. Here, I actually have the power to make a difference. Here, I have the ability to protect the people I care about. Here I have gained so much more in the few short months that I've been here, than I had gained in the twenty-five years I had spent on Earth. Anyways, after a while of arriving here, the Grimm began to speak to me, and we began to work together. Eventually he will completely merge with me, and we will become one in the same. I'm not sure what will happen then. I don't know if I'll change. I just don't know.