Agust 17, 1943. Mason, a ww2 pilot, was just sent on a mission, flying a P-15 mustang near the Pacific Ocean. It was an average morning with the sun lightly covering the earth with its warmth, while it playfully bounced off the beautiful blue abyss of the seemingly never ending ocean. Though as calm as it sounds, Mason on the other hand was as agitated as ever. Why, you may wonder? Well to put it simply Mason, a white man in his young age of 24, about 6 feet tall, built slightly muscular, blue sad yet cold eyes, and short black hair, is Americas best dog fighter, which in turn earning him the nickname demon for his merciless and deadliness in the air. Mason is always on edge, refusing to let his gaurd down, even in the calmest scenes like these, though today, even though his guard was up, it still wouldnt have prepared him for what is to come next.
As Mason is steadily cruising along the air, he noticed a black figure in the clouds not too far from him, as he noticed it he tightened his grip around the stick that is used to control the plane, preparing for the worst. He soon then heard the sounds of bullets heading towards him, Mason though, quickly did a barrel roll minimizing the damage done to his plane. Mason soon pushed the stick forward causing the plane to accelerate as he tried to turn the plane around to return fire to the plane that confronted him. But as soon as he saw the figure, now out of the clouds, it was FW-190, a german plane! Mason reacted quickly, sending a storm of bullets towards the enemy plane, only hitting its left wing barley, but the enemy also shot back and seemed to shoot through the cockpit of Masons plane, hitting him in the shoulder. "Fuck" was all mason could say as he immediately felt the pain of the bullet in his right shoulder.
Not soon after both the fighters soon turned back to again see if they can take each other out. Though luckily this time it was Mason who managed to do damage to the enemy, because as soon as they turned to see eachother Mason was able to hit the enemies plane, causing it to leave a black trail of smoke. "Take that you son of bitch" Mason yelled in confidence. Then again they turned and shot again, and again, and again, until it was soon after 10 mintues, they turned for the final and last time around, Mason for the first time was shot down.
The last thing Mason remembered at those moments was of how the fuck did that happen, he was engulfed in rage, sadness, and shame, because he had failed himself at the only thing thing that that made him forget... those feelings. As his plane was descending toward the ocean, there was darkness, it was quite, soothing almost, until there was a bright flicker, and soon, white light engulfed the darkness and he soon felt ground on his military boots. Mason looked everywhere as he was just confused as hell by the events that had just transpired, but oddly he only saw a tree, a peach tree.
Mason sheepishly walked towards the peach tree with the sound of his boots echoing throughout this "box" he was in. He soon saw a turtle sitting down near the peach tree. He stopped at his tracks as he soon heard a gentle voice, "Ah, so we finally meet, Mason." Mason just turned around in every direction to see who was talking. But yet again, this only added to his confusion as how did this person know his name, and who is it? The voice spoke again, "Confused are you? Well i would be too." Mason just stood there and yelled, "Who are you? Where are you? WHERE AM I!" There was a brief pause until Mason heard, "I am Oogway, and i am in front of you." The turtle said, while slowly turning and smiling softly at mason, but to the turtles amusement mason only froze at what he just saw. Mason then thought to himself, "a turtle, talking? This day cant get any fucking weirder or worse."
Oogway stood up and approached mason while saying, "I sense you are sad, enraged, but again, confused." Mason responded, "ye- yea, i am." Mason took a deep breath and continued, "Look man, or woman, or fucking turtle, ive just failed at the one thing ive ever fucking had, where the fuck am i, WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL IS THIS??" Mason soon sat down with his knees up and his hands on his face, and began crying. Oogway frowned and spoke gently, "You are dead Mason, you just died after your encounter with that other, "plane", as you call it." Oogway reached Mason and put his paw/claws on Masons shoulders, "Though do not be afraid my friend, or sad, as the path you were taking would only lead to loneliness an-" Oogway was interrupted by Mason, "What? First of all im dead? Oh shit... And why are you telling me about my path? Loneliness? The only feeling other than betrayal, anger, and sadness, that ive ever felt until i was flying planes and shooting down enemies, what the hell is this about?" Oogway gestures for Mason to get up and follow him near the peach tree, which Mason hesitates to agree, but complies, "Well Mason, i tell you these things because the path you were following will be, or will not be your destiny." Oogways smiles gently again.
"Destiny?" Mason repeats. "Yes Mason, your destiny will be chosen right now, by you." Oogway chuckled softly. Mason then spoke, "Wha- what do yo- you mean exactly?" Oogway then explained, "You see Mason, as i said the path you were following would have only let to more loneliness, which is a sensitive subject for you, but for you that can change, because where i come from there will be a great evil, only you can stop." Oogways tone got more serious, "So Mason, i ask you now, do you wish to follow this new path to your destiny?" Mason was just in utter shock, but managed to let out, "Look, i dont know what to think of this situation but, if what you are saying is true, then i.. i.. accept."
Oogways just smiled as he got into a lotus position, levitating off the ground and emitting a very bright green light with a yin yang symbol in the middle.
But before that Mason wanted to know how Oogwag knew him and how he knew about his emotions, which hes kept locked up for so long, but before he could ask, the light surrounded everything, and again, it was just dark.
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A/N: So how did you guys like it? Sorry if the dialogue is really jammed into those paragraphs and if it doesn't make much sense but idk how someone would react if something weird like that would happen but i hope you liked it, well next chapter Mason will be in Kfp. intrested? Stay Tuned! Peace <3
P.S. I KNOW MASON DOESNT HAVE A LAST NAME AND YOU DONT KNOW MUCH ABOUT HIS BACKGROUND BUT JUST WAIT okay?
P.P.S. please critic my work, id love some feedback on how to improve.
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