Titanfall: The Beginning (A Militia Story) [Will be rewritten once completed]

Here Be Dragons

(The 8th chapter is out, and we get to feed the animals! NOT! Anyway, stand-by for Titanfall!)

P.S: Titanfall and its story are owned by Respawn and EA. I don't own ANYTHING, except my characters. You own yourself!

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(Y/N)'s POV

My friends and I are chilling in our barracks. Rose and Cara are playing poker; John and Gyro are arm wrestling. Braiden is reading a manga book he snuck with in here somehow; Anthane is messing with his tablet; Ricktofen is helping the tech crew with some tweaks on our Titans; and Molly is out training.

(Y/N): *Sigh.* "I'm bored..."

John: "Me too."

Gyro: "Cause you keep winning!"

Rose: "The score is 1-5, John leading."

Gyro: "Okay, maybe I was exaggerating, but it doesn't mean you can mock about my close victories every single time!"

Braiden: *Looks at the commotion before scoffing.* "Men..."

John: "Shut up! You're a man too!"

Everyone laughs at the joke until Ricktofen enters the barracks with Molly, all sweaty and covered in oil.

Rose: "Man! You look like you came from the junk yard!"

Ricktofen: "Dummkopf, I was fixing up Braiden's Stryder and it vas a disaster!"

Braiden gets off the bed.

Braiden: "You've been working on Titans since we've been assigned to this squad. How is it harder than the others?"

Molly: "I've looked at the damage as well... Scratches, stabs, paint-"

Braiden: "I don't need to hear the last one, but tell me, how it's different than the other repairs?"

Ricktofen: "The sword Shadow used containz electricity, so it fried up some of the programming..."

Everyone: .....

Braiden: "That's your excuse...?"

Ricktofen: *Sighs.* "Fine... I lost one of my toolz to vork on zem..."

Braiden: *Tosses him his special tool.*

Ricktofen: "Gasp! Wunderbar! Danke, Braiden!"

Ricktofen sprints past Molly, knocking her onto a bed as he exits out of the barracks.

Molly: "Jerk..."

John: "Can things get any better?"

As soon as John says it, we get a notification to head to the Hangar Bay for a meeting.

Braiden: "You and your big mouth, John."

John: "Sorry."

All of us exit out of the barracks to the Hangar.

(Timeskip and changing POV's, brought you by Ricktofen repairing a Titan in 3 seconds.)

Third Person View

MacAllan: "Crew, this is MacAllan. With the IMS Sentinel out of commission, we've got a window of opportunity to make a jump that does not officially exist. Barker, however, can get us there. Go ahead, Barker."

MacAllan gives Barker the mic.

Barker: "Well, first I'd like to say, this is a horrible, horrible idea."