Charlie innocent punch bag? Ain't no way in hell. That is what many people would say if you told them that Charlie Springs is a goodie two shoes. He joined JIST aged 8 along with about 2000 other recruits, he was one of a major wave. JIST (Junior International Space Teams), Federation. Basically JIST is whatever is needed soldiers, guards, explorers, relief supporters, anything. A military branch of the Federation where kids are at the heart, there the best that come. Charlie specialised in piloting, helm control, hand to hand combat, medic training, navigations engineering and what pilots affectionately call dog fighting, he was no softy, he served in the Domion and Summit War along side the greats of JIST often training along side them. He took the piloting route and his skills included piloting the space ships, standard ships, fighter planes, land vehicles he loved it! He had a full license despite being 14. However Charlie got along quite well with the group, just between you and him the Quintet asked him to join there ranks, being close in age to Peter and Marinette gave him an advantage to a point. They were a huge help in his battle of mental health and eating disorder.
Summit War Charlie was captured after he crashed landed, his time in the concentration camps like many others it was not good, but unlike many others he survived he lives to tell the tale.
"Charlie, Charlie!" C yelled tapping his head, "What happened?" "You passed out. You had way to much to drink and passed out," Buck responded picking up the last of the alcohol bottles from around Charlie's floor, "This isn't healthy have you spoken to," "Counsellor Felix no not yet," "Well you should," Peter added, "You just want love don't you?" C asked in a motherly tone, her own son was only three years younger than Charlie, "Guys knock it off," she ordered moving to sit next to him, "Want a hug?" He dove into that opportunity C gave the BEST hugs, "Gunner hate to ruin the moment but they need you on an air base patrol in an hour, need a hand with your hair?" "Nah I'm good," in order for his hair to stay out of his face and not get caught his french platted his curls to the back of his head then into a ponytail at the base of his head, sometimes he needs help other times he can do it in 4 minutes 37 seconds timed, "See you lot later!" He dug around his pockets for a hair bobble and started his hair getting completely done by the time he reached his bunk room, once there he threw some food down his head and dug out his helmet.
Pacing himself to the transporter room pulling his patchwork leather jacket on over his red teams shirt and black trousers, he examined the paint work on his helmet denoting his nickname Gunner in gold paint on the front of the black helmet with matching red, gold and white stars surrounding it then 'The Rockies' his flight unit written in gold on the back of the helmet. Painted it himself in flight school, along with literally everyone else. "Gunner hi!" Flask called as Charlie waltzed into the transporter room, "Hi going to base for a patrol," "Sweet, ready when you are." A flurry of pale lights surrounded him bringing him to the base ironically not far from his house, oh well he was early but it meant he would get longer in the skies. With Pick as his Navigations officer they circled the coast between the HMS Duncan and the base, they were going to circle home when two bogies ended up on the radar, "Hey Pick keep an eye out for those bogies if there friendly asked what the hell there doing here?" "And if there not?" "Lets give 'em hell," he accelerated on the throttle, the height would give them an advantage. Yep they were not friendlies but were chased to the base and forced to land by Charlie and Pick in the bomber and NG behind them, that is after Charlie flipped the jet so his cabin and the bogey's cabin were aligned gave them the bird because why not.
Hitting tarmac he checked the time, he was meant to be meeting Tori and Oliver in ten minutes! He had to be fast, "Pick I've got to go, I'm meant to be watching Oliver," "Don't worry I'll sort everything else out," Charlie raced to meet Tori at the entrance, he spotted them and picked up the pace smiling at his younger brother.
Hard to believe less than six hours later Charlie was walking through the school gates being teased by Harry and his friends. How would they freak if they saw what he does for a living, "Hey Charlie!" Nick called, he had been out for a few weeks now and it was a huge burden off the both of them, "Hi Nick," he laughed shaking his hair out a little more. He would go back to base everyday after school to do repairs and patrol. "Charlie want to hang out after school?" Tao asked, Elle, Darcy and Tara were with the boys out of the road waiting for there parents and bus, he glanced down at his watch, he had the time, "Sure where do you want to meet?" "Why don't we go down to the canal," Darcy suggested, "Probably not the JIST base is there don't want to get," "They won't stare," Charlie butted in, "Why do you say that?" "I've been there before they don't stare, see you there at say 4?" All nodded.
Charlie tried but the constant need to look smart plague him constantly, he smoothed the wrinkles out on his white t-shirt, blue jeans and colourful over shirt. God he looked like an Army lad in a bar, lets hope the others don't notice. "Hey Charlie!" The others called waving him down, "You were right Darcy this is a good spot," Elle credited looking out onto the crowd, "Till the JIST kids get there vapes," Tara laughed pointing to the pilots of whom Charlie knew but tried not to be spotted. They were there for half an hour when the other pilots spotted him, "Hey Gunner! Gunner!" NG yelled jogging over, "NG no you stink get off," Charlie groaned shoving NG's dolphin like arm off his shoulder, "So who are these civs Gunner," Axel laughed, "Classmates, this is Nick my boyfriend, Tao, Issac, Elle, Darcy and Tara," "Charlie who are they and how do you know them?" Tao finally asked, "Oh sorry, in order Pick, NG, Axel, Oxy, Spike, Duo, Eclair, Subby and Peregrine (Sadie's twin), as for how I know them," "We're all stationed at the base together well Gunner here is on loan from the flagship lucky bastard," Eclair laughed, "What these loon bags are trying to say is that we're all pilots, thats us doing patrols and drills over the coast and open air space about ten miles east of here," god here we go, "Charlie Spring never saw you as a pilot," Tara laughed, "I was going to tell you at some point but obviously I have to do this ahead of schedule," Axels radio clanged making the lot jump, "Axel are you with the rest of Rockies?" "Righty oh control what's the issue," "We need the lot of you to fly out to the Queen Elizabeth in the east, is Gunner with you to?" "Right here control," "Can you get them over there please," "Sure lets move out, shoot Elle, Darcy, Tara do any of you have a hair bobble?" "Why?" Tara asked handing it over, "My hair won't stay under the helmet otherwise that and it'll get jammed in the mechanisms," he pulled his hair back into the two plats then low ponytail, "Nice hair do," Issac laughed trying to muck it up, "No Issac, please no. Rockies lets move out."
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