Up in the air 20,000ft above the Atlantic Ocean, a white Airbus A320 was soaring at over 300 miles per hour, and the plane was making good time from Chicago, Illinois, to Heathrow Airport in Great Britain. Up at the controls of the 99 million dollar airplane is Valka, sitting in the Captain's seat, and she had the plane on Autopilot. She didn't mind the plane flying itself, but she needed some rest.
In the main cabin is the Mystery Inc. gang. Fred, Daphne, and Velma were fast asleep in First Class, resting comfortably. Shaggy and Scooby were obviously inside of the galley, having some of the food that was there. They knew Valka won't mind them having something to eat, especially since they were cruising at 20,000ft, and were still maybe 240 minutes away from landing.
Braedey however, was fast asleep in the cockpit of the plane, sleeping in the First Officer's seat. He was too tired to stay awake, and needed some sleep after watching the American Airlines 191 and Avianca 52 crashes. But, as he slept, he was oddly seeing a premonition of the events on Pan Am Flight 103...
~*~*~{Braedey's Dream}~*~*~
Braedey could see himself in a First Class seat towards the front of the large plane. He felt himself at peace, but that was soon to disappear in the blink of an eye. At 6:25pm, 25 minutes behind schedule due to air traffic control, Pan Am 103 took off from London/Heathrow bound for New York/JFK with its 243 passengers and 16 crew members onboard.
Shortly after takeoff, the flight's captain, James McQuarrie, came on the PA system to speak to the passengers."On behalf of myself, Captain Jim McQuarrie and all of the cabin staff." He said over the PA system. "We'd like to welcome you aboard on Pan Am clipper flight to New York and to apologise for the slight delay in departure. Our flight plan this evening will take us north over the Scottish boarder where we will be requesting clearance to make our turn across the Atlantic. On behalf of all of us, we'd like to thank you for flying Pan Am and we'd wish a pleasant flight and a happy holiday."
Just 38 minutes after takeoff however, the suitcase that was containing the bomb detonated in the cargo hold, and before Braedey and everyone else on board could react to the loud boom, a huge fireball roared through the cabin and broke the nose of the plane off sending it down to the earth below. Braedey was then blown off of the plane, along with several of the other passengers and crew, still strapped in his seat, as he quickly lost consciousness while being succumbed to the trauma of the tornado force winds as he fell from 31,000 feet.
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Scooby-Doo: The Ghost Planes
FanfictionWhen a series of unexpected events, involving in aviation's worst accidents, suddenly appear as ghostly apparitions all across the globe, it is up to Mystery Inc. to find out why these events are happening. But, they also have to deal with their pa...
