Chapter 7

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(Saphira's POV)
Rose's Logbook
BT-7274 says I'm his acting pilot. Whether I'm ready or not, I have to make this work — or I'm dead (wellll.. sorta. Not really. You get it). Our only chance of survival is to uphold Lastimosa's original mission, that means rendezvousing with his commanding officer; Major Anderson of the Militia's Special Recon Squadron. I will have to keep my powers at bay for now, which may cause some issues. Having all these powers comes with a price.. Not using them for an extended period of time can cause them to become unstable, they could activate at unknown times or when finally used, be used with more power than intended. Simply put, while I don't use them, they recharge, charge them too much and they will explode like an overcharged battery. Normally I would go to secluded areas and do simple things like using my biotics for a bit or shape shifting into a simple creature. Now I can't do that without BT seeing this.. I don't even understand why I'm so hell bent on keeping this all a secret, but at the same time it makes sense. If anyone found out, there wouldn't be a doubt that I would be sent to some secret base to be experimented on. That was obviously proven by sector seven in my original universe. I'm going to have to figure this out soon, my only hope now is that if things do go to shit, BT won't react negatively to my seemingly impossible abilities.

15km NORTH OF THE MACALLAN
We have been traveling for just under an hour now, currently we were in one of the dense forests of Typhon. At full speed BT can reach over 40kph, but in the thick underbrush of the forest, we can only manage to jog through.

We made our way into a clearer area, a path running through the majority of the forest. We began running slightly faster ahead, BT spoke up, voice rumbling through the interior of the hull. "Pilot, the IMC will continue to search for us. Our only chance of survival is to rendezvous with Major Anderson 60 klicks from our current location. We will have to improvise and adapt if we wish to survive." Glancing towards the waypoint on the screen, I only gave a nod of silent acknowledgement as we continued on, we reached a more open clearing with a short cliff up ahead, a small IMC base could be seen up ahead. Traveling further ahead, my radio crackled to life, there were friendly pilots down there and they weren't doing so well. MIL LT Freeborn: (Radio) "This is Wombat 3-2. We're taking heavy casualties down here! Any Militia forces, please assist! We've suffered heavy losses!" I tensed in the seat as we broke into a sprint, barreling down the path to go help the other pilots. Reaching the edge of the cliff we jumped down to where the fight is happening, landing with a loud boom. MIL Pilot (Radio): "We got a friendly Vanguard class Titan." One of the other Pilots spoke up as me and BT began laying down covering fire on the enemy Titans. "Is that BT?" "Good to see you, Captain. We could use some help." 'Oh... OH they don't know yet, well shit.' Locking onto an enemy brute Titan, we took it down with a barrage of missiles, "Enemy Titan down." We have sustained no damage so far, there are multiple enemy Titans up ahead, including a Tone. Activating BT's dash, we were propelled forward with tremendous speed, chain gun blazing out bullets at the Tone. I could here the enemy pilot pipe up over the comms "Your training will not help you, Pilot." I smirked before replying with a low growl. "That's what you think" that was all I said before I thrust BT's servo forward, breaking through the Tones cockpit and ripping the Pilot out, crushing him in BT's grip. He was nothing but red mist now as we delivered one final blow to the already destroyed enemy Titan, it falling over then exploding.

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