Demon of the Skies [Book 1]

Annex

New chapter y’all!  I’m starting to enjoy writing this story now that it’s up and running :) For any of you who didn’t find out about this story via “The Razgriz Aces,” go check it out because you’ll get a bigger insight on Blaze and Genette and others :)

Chapter Quote
“A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to put its pants on.”
~Winston Churchill
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Chapter 3: Annex

“I want to know who Janie Biggs is now!” Genette said for the fifth time in less than a minute.  I remember being his age.  Girls were practically the only thing on my mind too.  Well, besides the hops I went on for the Belkan Air Force Academy (BAFA) since I didn’t want to be reprimanded for slacking.

“Seriously Genette, get over it and wait,” Elizabeth snapped.

“You’re one to talk.  You have the patience of a goldfish,” he retorted.

“The only reason you know that is because I told you that, and FYI, it’s the attention span of a goldfish, not patience.”

“Patience.  Attention Span.  They go hand in hand.  Now who’s Janie Biggs?”

I let out a breathy chuckle. “You two… you’re either the worst of enemies or the strongest of friends.  People would be screwed if you two were on the same team.”

“What makes you say that?” Elizabeth queried.

“Well, you have the ability to create strategies and you’re very good at judging people and what they’ll do next.  Genette knows everything about everything even if he doesn’t need to know it.  Anyways, Genette, to your enquiry, I’m still not telling you.  Deal with it.” My nephew narrowed his eyes at me but said nothing. “Now, do y’all want to watch the next part of the interview?”

This diverted their attention from and onto the television.  I hit the play button and Brett Thompson’s voice started speaking while showing a document reading:

“Osean Ministry of Defense

-Details regarding Offensive Campaign No. 4101-

Top Secret Document”

“Guess it’s not so top secret anymore,” I thought to myself.

“The Belkan War is shrouded in mystery.  But now, a decade after the peace accords, a portion of the records was finally released.  I quickly got a hold of it,” Thompson informed.  The screen proceeded to show the names of people who had helped make this film possible.  I watched carefully to see if there were any names I recognized when the names of the interviewers came up.  I didn’t, although one name seemed to belong to the female I fought near the end of the war, a Sapin fighter.  I forget the name of her squadron though…

I continued watching the video.  A map, focusing on Osea and Belka, appeared. “Wanting more details, I acquired information from unknown sources.  There was a reason for my obsession.” The map zoomed in on Belka. “The roots of the war lie in the Belkan federal law review that took place in 1988.  Belka, suffering from economic strife, permitted its eastern territory to secede… And the Republic of Ustio was born.  But Belka’s economic troubles did not subside.  Meanwhile, taking advantage of the situation, the world superpower Osea continued to flourish.  Amidst the economic panic, an extreme right-wing party took power within Belka, aiming to restore strength and stability to the nation.  And on March 25th, 1995, with the discovery of natural resources in Ustio,” – The map changed, showing Belka in yellow and red lines moving outwards to show the territory they took over- “Belka began to invade its neighbors.  It was the beginning of the Belkan War.” A video then came on of a statue of a man on horseback, black stealth fighters flying above him.  Another video came on of an air battle.  I didn’t recognize which one. “Unprepared, each country fell quickly before the might of the legendary Belkan Air Force.” The map showed Belka in yellow again with the red arrows, although now zooming in closer to Ustio. “In just a few days, they occupied all territories except for the mountain range.  In response, the occupied Ustio government military, placed all their hopes on a joint operation between Osea,” – the map zoomed back out, showing Belka, the neighboring smaller countries, and Osea, with red arrows representing Belka’s attack and blue arrows representing the Allies’ attack- “and the foreign mercenary forces.  This of course, can be found in any history book.  But I noticed a strange similarity in the materials I gathered.” A picture of a book appeared showing the words ‘mercenary squadron.’ “There were several accounts about a mercenary all followed by the code word ‘Demon.’” The picture shifted down the book page, showing the word ‘Demon Lord.’  I smiled to myself, knowing I was in a historical document with the name Demon Lord. “But most of the information was incomplete.  Still, I was intrigued.” The screen switched back to the battle map, changing from graphics to satellite imagery. “I decided to pursue the history of the Belkan War through this mercenary.  I was certain I would find something there.  Would it be the hidden truth behind the war?  Or just another battlefield legend?”