The Time Machine: Book 1

Chapter I

The Nimitz class Aircraft carrier was alight with activty, It's deck lit with the Moon's brilliant light.
The mostly quiet night was broken with the sound of a F-35's Afterburners, and the Ship's steam catapult.

Once I had enough speed, I turned left to get on my patrol route. I was to patrol beyond the Carrier's radar, and intercept any enemy fighters that intend to destroy the Ship.

Once I had reached my route, I set the controls to auto-pilot.

I took a deep breath and exhaled. I thought about how I got into this mess in the first place.

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It was like any other day. I was like most 22 year olds. I lived in an Apartment by myself in Washington DC, and had an okay paying job. I was just watching the news.

"Hello, this is Channel 21 news, and we have shocking live video. It seems North Korea has launched and ICBM Missile, and it is headed to DC."

The screen then shows live footage of the event. My heart was pumping really hard.

"Here we have two fighter jets that have been sent to destroy the Nuclear missile."

The camera was zoomed in on the jets and missile. One jet slowed down slightly to let the other jet in front. The said Jet lauched a single missile toward the ICBM. It hit it's target, and the ICBM broke up in a ball of fire.

It was barely a week later when
I recieved a letter in the mail stating I had been drafted into the US Navy.

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My thoughts came back to the present task at hand. I sighed.

My radar started to beep, and showed 3 red blips on my helmet visor. Soon, my plane's
A.I told me my Jet was being scanned by a radar. 2 out of 3 of the red blips scattered, but one stayed. He wanted to take me head on. Okay... I'll play that game. The other two enemy fighters would try to flank me, based on the way they were moving. I took off Auto pilot.

"Tower control come in, Tower control come in." I said to my radio, Keeping my calm.

"Titan I read you loud and clear."
Tower control replied.

"I have a code red, I repeat, code red! There are two enemy Aircraft! I have Identified one as an F-16 Fighting Falcon!" I said with a hint of fear, due to being outnumbered.

"Titan, I copy that, sending friendlies in, hang tight." Tower control replied to my bad situation.

"Okay, Titan out." I said in response, hoping things would turn out good. The enemy was now close enough to shoot. He still wanted to fight head on. I fired a burst of fully automatic 40 MM Cannon rounds at him, and quickly gained height. I did this in the nick of time, and narrowly avoided his 30 MM Cannon rounds. He, was not so lucky.

My shots were Incendiary, and they hit his wing fuel tanks. The fuel tanks were set on fire, and the fire quickly destroyed his fly-by-wire control system. He went into a dive, and Ejected.

His friends though, were finally behind me, and angry. They were already firing their Cannons. Both were also F-16's. I made a hard right, and I was pulled to the left side of the cockpit. It wasn't too long before I started getting Tunnel vision due to the lack of blood in my brain. My breath got heavier and faster every second. I finally pulled out of the sharp turn. They were still behind me, but this time, my A.I warned me they both had a lock on. Finally, one of the Enemies launched a Sidewinder missile from the tip of his wing. I quickly deployed flares, and did an Aileron roll. The Sidewinder passed right next to the Canopy, and was so close I could read it's side.

Death to America

Yet they were using American Aircraft. Idiots. Both Jets still tailed behind me, so I had to think of a way to get behind them. An Immerman would do. I pulled my speedbrakes and throttle, and slightly pulled up. This act slowed me down incredibly, and both Fighters passed in front of me. I pulled in my brakes, and increased throttle, and got going after them. I soon got a lock on, and fired one of my ARAMM missiles. The other pilot was not as skilled as me, and got hit. His Aircraft was ingulfed in flames, and his fuel exploded, sending Shrapnel everywhere. Suddenly, the last plane did an entire loop so fast if you blinked you would have missed it. He was now behind me, and very, very, mad. He fired his cannon in reckless abandon, and fired all his missiles without a lock on. He did get a lucky shot, though.

WARNING

FUEL LINE CUT

SHUTTING OFF ENGINE.

Oh no. I started to lose altitude quickly due to no thrust, and my little wings made for high speed flying. Finally though, back up arrived. Sadly though, my Jet had been caught in Jetwash, and was now in a fast spin. I felt 9 times my own weight... I couldn't reach the Ejection handle... Come on...

My A.I told me I had reached dangerously low height.

500

That's bad.

400

300

Stop

With great struggle, I looked up. A shot had ripped through the enemy's wing, tearing it off. The guy couldn't eject. If he did, he would break his back. I smiled. The person responsible for my death is going down with me.

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A bright light engulfed me as I almost hit the ocean. It was so bright I had to close my eyes. Even that barely did anything, and the light seeped through my eyelids. So this was death. I should've hit the water by now. I hope this isn't the afterlife. Just a simple bright light.
I didn't the 9G's if force on me anymore. The feeling was gone.
So this is how I died. A hero. Or just another number.