Chapter 12- A New Host

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Sirens blare all around me, drowning out my racing heart and the panicked shouts. The only sound I focus on is the device next to me, screaming the same message over and over again,

"MAYDAY! MAYDAY! This is squadron leader Aria to base 2219, I repeat Aria to base 2219! We are under attack, this is an ambush! Please can anyone hear me? We're heading back now we're under attack-" an explosion is heard in the background and the message is cut off.

Someone races up to me, another soldier left behind like me to guard the base,

"Sky!" he tosses a long range sniper at me and then a magazine. "We're outnumbered until the doctors can get the ground defense working again, gear up they're coming in hot."

I nod and race after him, half sprinting, half climbing up the rocky terrain, where I can get a better view of the incoming helicopter.

Aria and the others were supposed to retrieve the so-called chip from the defector and then head out without any mishaps. No one else knew of this exchange, much less the Empire.

But they knew, I think to myself, someone told the Empire.

Faintly at first, I hear a low buzz echoing off the mountains, increasing louder and louder...

A Rebil helicopter flies into view, between the valley, racing towards base at a violent speed. The roaring of the blades puts everyone into a frenzied panic.

"Get in positions!" We all lie low. I clutch my sniper in a death grip, my heart both fluttering from relief that Arai made it and from the adrenaline that the Empire isn't that far back.

"On my command shoot the incoming hovers!"

Like the screeching of a banshee, our helicopter races over our heads, hurtling towards the ground.

Something is wrong.

"Something is wrong!" I scream. Bolting up and racing towards the helicopter. To Aria. "It's too fast, they're going to crash!"

Hands pin me down as I try to sprint after the helicopter, I scream in frustration, "what are you doing! Let me go I need to help them let me-"

The helicopter collides into the ground, shuddering the earth as it explodes into a mess of fire and debris. My blood curdling cry deafened by its crash.

More aircrafts pierce the air,

"Get in position!" someone yells, "They're here!"

"Aria!" I scream. Finally breaking loose of the arms holding me and sprinting towards the debris. It's only then do I realize that the doctors ran out of the base and are standing in the rubble. Their white lab coats are charred by smoke.

I reach the crash site and push past them,

"Aria! Aria where are you!"

A hand rests on my arm, unnervingly gentle.

"There's no time to explain we need to get you inside for extraction."

I ignore him when I see two people pull a familiar figure from inside the burning helicopter, her cropped blonde hair stained red from blood. Before I have a chance to react, the doctors crowd around her limp body, one of them holding two fingers against her neck, checking for a pulse.

"Is she alive?"

They look wearily at each other, "Yes but barely. I've checked and we did it, she has the chip we have to save her!"

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