In 1943 the first jet aircraft was made by Germany and the U.S. being jealous made jets. but these ones were supposed to be able to think for themselves and be better in every day. they were secretly used in the cold war and russia has some of them...
(Warning:Theirs some very graphic stuff in this chapter. Also I'm gonna try my best to not to gross you all out. Soo warning yah. Some stuff will be in this chapter.) ______________________________________
(Y/N)'s Pov.
I woke up in a sweat. Panting heavily as I felt something heavy on my body realizing it was Youndra. She was soo at peace. And I felt like she was to. How do I say it. Cute for this world. As I got out of the metallic bed. Yawning lightly and going to the window pulling the blinds to the side as I saw the whole bay. The little rooms. Hatches and compartment for keeping the aeromorphs comfortable and safe. As I noticed that all of them were lined up at the stage. As I saw one of thos planes that co fronted me earlier was on it talking to them
"What's happening over their?"
I lightly looked around for my shirt as I put it on and lightly made my way to the door. As I tried to grab the handle the Endia opened the door for me.
"Oh hey (Y//N)."
She lightly smiled as I said.
"What's going on down their?"
She winced lightly as she rubbed the back of her metal head.
"Their thinking of testing you by going in a recon mission."
I lightly looked to her confused. As she had a light smile.
"You'll do fine but it's gonna be you youndra and her friend for now. At least."
I lightly frowned.
"Where are we going."
She looked down as she looked up to me.
"Russia."
(Time skip)
I was flying with Youndra in her head like cockpit. As we were flying at supersonic speed. I could hear her thoughts as she said.
'Why isn't our radar on. It keeps going out and I can't find Xenia for some reason?'
Her friends name is Xenia. Weird but I'll let it slide.
"Youndra. The coms are acting up again."
She seemed to be out of it as she kept thinking.
'What if this is some kind of trap by these Russians to lure us in.'
She suddenly looked to her friend.
"I think we need to head away from here."
I nodded as I said.
"We better go before we most likely get attacked."
Just as I finished that sentence. A sound of metal slamming got me to look to Youndra's friend. As she was grabbed by two seperate aeromorphs both with the russian symbol.
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