Phoenix

War

Finally, Blueline couldn't hold her any longer. Andromeda healed quickly, and soon regained the need to lead her unit.

The bay doors opened, and the Captain shot out, soaring into the sky with her fellow aerials. The rest of the Escort, along with the Runners and field medics, raced along the surface below. Andromeda spotted Ratchet's alt, and somehow, she felt he saw her as well.

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The run was successful, returning with only three wounded soldiers. Hope flared in the captain's spark. Perhaps this meant the war was turning in their favor?

Ratchet seemed just as inspired.The inpatients were recovering quickly. His war on death was also turning. Andromeda had watched him on the field. He knew exactly what to do when others were at a loss. Ratchet had been the one to patch every wound.

Their gazes met. Andromeda allowed a small smile. Ratchet smiled back.

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The next three runs went just as well, perhaps even better. Every day seemed to be another victory, coming ever closer to the light at the end of the tunnel.

But each victory was only of a personal battle. Andromeda found herself forgetting about the real war that still waged in Kaon.

Little did they know that war would not soon be ended.