"ATTENTION ON DECK"
We all rise from our chairs and as if in cue, two f-18's roar through the sky. Admiral Bates stands at the podium in front of us.
"Morning. Welcome to your special training detachment. Be seated"
We all sit down.
"I'm Admiral Bates not a commander. You're all Top Gun graduates. The elite. The best of the best." he boosts us
"That was yesterday. The enemy's new city generation fighter has levelled the playing field. Details are few but you can be sure we no longer possess the technological advantage." he states bluntly.
"Success! Now more than ever" he brings our attention straight back to him.
"Is down to the man or woman in the box"
Hangman looks at Phoenix with a smirk and she flips him off. I snort as his face drops. Rooster who's sat next to me hits my leg in a way of saying "I know it's funny but shut up".
"Half of you will make the cut" the Admiral starts again.
"One of you will be named mission leader. The rest will remain in reserve."
Hangman then, like the stuck up asshole he tends to be, turns around to look at Rooster.
I glare at him, my expression shooting daggers and I whisper "That's gonna be you bagman" I spit the nickname we all gave him.
"Hangman" He whispers back unimpressed
"Same thing" I roll my eyes and he sits back in his chair.
"Your instructor is a Top Gun graduate with real world experience in every mission aspect you will be expected to master." The Admiral continues.
"His exploits, are legendary" Phoenix turns around at the sound of footsteps and hangs her head in disappointment.
"And he's considered to be one of the finest pilots this program has ever produced"
Hangman also turns around then shakes his head and squeezes his eyes shut. Payback does the same.
"What he has to teach you, may very well be the difference between life and death. I give you. Captain Pete Mitchell"
Rooster sighs deeply beside me and looks like he's about to punch someone. I sink into my seat no longer caring about appearance.
"call sign 'Maverick' "
The admiral leaves the podium and Maverick now stands at it and smiles at us. I don't move my head I just look up at him through my lashes. He looks at all of us then looks at Rooster and his smile sinks slightly. He then looks at me.
He looks like he's seen a ghost.
why though?
I look at him confused and wait for him to start talking.
"G-good morning" He nods now looking away from me.
No one answers. Most of them smile but Rooster and I don't move a muscle. Rooster looks like he wants to kill him.
I'm the only one who knows about the history between Mav and Rooster or more his dad but I'm the only one who knows that Rooster will never forgive Maverick or what he did.
"The F-18 natops" He holds up the manual.
"Contains everything they want you to know about your aircraft. I'm assuming you know the book inside and out."
"Damn right" Payback states
"Yea!" Coyote adds
"Damn straight" Hangman smiles
"You got it" Fanboy shouts
Maverick then, without a word, throws it in the trash can beside the podium.
"What the fuck is he up to" I mumble
The admirals side eye each other.
"So does your enemy. But what the enemy doesn't know, is your limits. I intend to find them, test them, push beyond."
Rooster looks at me I keep my eyes on the desk.
"Today, we'll start with what you think you know.You show me what you're made of"
We're all out checking over our planes and getting ready to go up. I look up to see Rooster and Maverick talking.
"What's up with that?" Phoenix asks me.
"I have no idea" I lie.
He lines us all up.
"Alright going up first:
Phoenix and Bob
Payback and Fanboy
and last I want my F-18E pilots all three of you up together.
Understood"
"Yes sir" I say and Hangman smirks at me so I punch him in the gut. Rooster snorts and Phoenix and Bob laugh.
Maverick gives me that look again. What the fuck is that look.
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the sky is ours~top gun maverick
Fanfiction"Who will lead this mission, Captain?" Cyclone orders "Clutch.." He says sheepishly I look at him wide-eyed Me? Still? "And her wingman" The admiral barks Oh God...
