Demon of the Skies [Book 1]

Diapason

I'm going to try and be better about updating. I have the order of the missions and cutscenes saved in my phone so that means I have no excuse to not update this story (besides too much work and exams). But anyway, at least you didn't have to wait a year for this chapter (I still feel terrible about that- if it's any consolation, I did that to another story...).

Chapter Quote:
"Love is a wonderful thing, my dear, but it leaves you wide open for blackmail."
~Jasper Fforde, Lost in a Good Book
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Chapter 7: Diapason

"All right, so where were we?" I asked, tossing my wallet onto the kitchen counter.

"Janie was asking about A World With No Boundaries and Pixy was saying he didn't know. Isn't the liberation of Directus the next mission?" Elizabeth replied.

"I'm starting to wonder if you should be telling me about the missions. You seem to know a lot about them already," I said.

"I know the order and the outcome, I don't know the details and I want to. Now come on, what happened next?"

"Wait, was Pixy already working for A World With No Boundaries yet or did he just know-slash-believe in what they were doing?" Genette queried.

"I think he had just joined the group or was in the process. I never really did figure that out. There were others in the military that had joined, aces. We'll get to them later, but for now, let's focus on Operation Constantine and get in one last story and watch the newest video of Brett Thompson's documentary before bed."
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May 13, 1995...

Pixy and I headed to the briefing room, both tense. Despite our ability to remain cool in battle, none of our missions so far had been this important. Today was the day we liberated Directus, the capital of Ustio, and therefore liberated the country. Or, on the other hand, we faced our first defeat and Belka would gain a foothold against us. We couldn't let that happen.

For once, we got to the briefing early. I'm not saying we were ever late, we were always on time, but we never actually got there early. O'Reilly stood at the podium with the Base Commander by his side. Janie was nowhere to be seen, peculiar considering how eager she was to fly as a RIO. She had the qualifications, but her father kept her grounded. It annoyed her how protective he was of her but Janie knew she had no control over that.

Clearing his throat, O'Reilly began the briefing. "Preparations to liberate Directus are now complete. I will now brief you on the Ustio Sixth Air Division's role in regaining control of the capital. Directus is divided into five administration wards centering on the River Crescere. Powerful weapons have been placed in each ward, comprising the Belkan army's Ustio-branch headquarters. This battle will determine our fate, as the annihilation of all enemy forces will mean liberation for the nation of Ustio. The enemy forces are primarily comprised of ground troops, but we have received information that, while not yet confirmed, there is also a squadron of hi-tech fighters. Your orders are to destroy the Belkan forces and liberate Directus. We can't afford to lose."

Operation: Constantine

Location: Directus

Date: 13/05/1995

Time: 1630 hours

"No pressure, right?" I muttered as Pixy and I got up to go to the hangars. I was stopped by the Base Commander calling out my name.

"Someone's in trouble," Pixy said tauntingly.

"Shut up. You better hope I return or else the fate of Directus lies solely in your hands." That wiped the smirk off my friends face. I turned around and saluted the Base Commander. He waited until everyone left the room before asking, "At ease soldier. This isn't a Commander to Lieutenant talk."