Mor'thal's Begining
#1 of For the Future (Old Version)
This is my first story ever. Please let me know if there are any spelling/grammar issues.
Author's note fighter pilots often do not use a full sentence in combat. To do so would take the focus off the surrounding area. The use of abbreviated sentences will be quite common in the first few chapters of my story. A good example would be "Fireball Houndog target on your six" Meaning "Fireball this is Houndog. You have an enemy behind you."
Mor'thal's Beginning
_ I remember when this whole mess started._ I thought. Many people have asked me how something like me is possible, but i have little to say in the matter. "I exist" And thats good enough to be an answer. My name is Mor'thal "Fireball" Drakeson and this is my story.
7000 Years ago It started on a beautiful summer morning. The sun was just cresting over the horizon. Too bad it didn't last. "Incoming object 9 o'clock high" My wingman Bartag "Houndog" Batami called out over the radio. "I see it Houndog. Break off and identify. " I replied calmly. I then changed frequencies to tell HQ of our situation. "Eagle command this is Fireball One-Alpha reporting an unidentified aircraft at bearing 300 degrees range 50 miles moving to identify. Over" "Fireball One-Alpha this is Eagle read you loud and clear be advised there are no flight plans registered in that area use of force is authorized." "Roger Eagle Fireball out." I switch back to Houndog's channel. "Houndog Fireball here moving to provide cover." "Fireball Houndog identity confirmed target is a Mytherian F/A 25 Thundercloud." "Houndog are you sure?" "Confirmed Fireball this is no joke." I realized that the situation was worse than I expected. The F/A 25 is a long range fighter with the ability to release up to 4 long range Fusion tipped cruise missiles, each missile has a range of 300 miles. Unfortunately that was the payload carried by this particular Thundercloud. "Houndog take it out." As my wingman began his attack run the Mytherian fighter fired.
Time seemed to slow as I kicked my fighter to maximum acceleration. I did not know what came over me. I just acted on impulse. Just as the missile approached the edge of my firing range, I pulled the trigger. The world went white as the explosion filled the sky. I could feel my fighter falling apart around me. Suddenly the sensation of blinding, burning pain overwhelmed me. Everything went black...