Kaiju Hunters 3-Day One
#3 of Kaiju Hunters
After boarding the space shuttle and a few seconds of hyperspace travel I finally arrived at the Jaeger Pilot Academy, this place was phenomenal. It was built like any major city in the quadrant and they even had holding pens for live Kaiju-ACTUAL! living, breathing Kaiju and from the landing platform me and the other new recruits could see all the statues of the jaegers from the war. Gipsy Danger, Striker Eureka, Cherno Alpha and Crimson Typhoon.
"Whoa..."
"ALRIGHT ROOKIES!! ENOUGH GAWKING! I WANT A SINGLE LINE IN FRONT OF ME RIGHT NOW!!!"
Judging from his tone of voice and the uniform it was the drill sergeant. He was a large Silverback gorilla standing at least ten feet wearing a military vest with dog tags on his neck. He looked us over, sometimes getting in our faces and snorting with both hands behind his back.
"Bet you all think your pilot material don't ya?"
"YES SIR!"
"Think you got what it takes to pilot a Jaeger?"
"YES SIR!"
"Well let me tell ya....YOU DON'T!!! if you had what it takes you wouldn't be here!!!"
Most of us flinched as he shouted while others began to whimper or even tear up. We were quickly dismissed and sent to the barracks to rest up for tomorrows training routine. The next day we were awakened to the sound of a foghorn blasting into the room and using it was the same drill sergeant from yesterday.
"Listen up rookies! I am Sergeant Silverback! and for the next few months your asses belong to me! and by the time i'm done you will act like pilots! and you will FIGHT like pilots! Do you get me?"
"WE GET YOU SIR!!"
"Good! now for starters you can all drop and give me fifty!"
In an instant we all dropped to the floor doing push ups with the Sergeant watching carefully as he came up to me.
"What is your name rookie?"
"Koji Wolf Sir!"
"Koji huh? and why are you here?"
"To be a pilot sir!"
"I've heard that song before rookie and i've seen punks like you wash out after the first month! YOU A WASH OUT ROOKIE?!?"
"Sir! No Sir!!"
"Hm! we'll see."
I wish I could say it was just me he was chewing out but all of us got the same treatment, when one of us messed up a training course we'd start from scratch, if another one of us so much as backsassed him we got slammed hard in the gut and were forced to do a hundred crunches. Sergeant Silverback was a skilled Jaeger pilot back in the day and retired to train future pilots like me and he held nothing back. After finally finishing the drills we reported to the mess hall where the sergeant gave us an important announcement.
"LISTEN UP! tomorrow we're gonna have a little sparring session to determine who your teammates are. Each of you will be judged by your fighting skill and technique. the highest scoring match up will get to pilot one of the big four! the lowest get the mark ones! got it?!?"
"SIR YES SIR!"
"Carry on."
The next day we were assigned red and blue gi's to mark our teams I was placed on the red team and was up next to fight against a recruit from a rich family named Rick. He was a Labrador. Both of us were given wooden swords and stood in center ring, at the sound of the bell the fight was on with Rick scoring the first blow.
"Point!"
In the second round I was more faster and more alert to his movements and in just three strikes I got him on the lower torso.
"Point! final round!"
This time we went at each other full force, matching move for move stunning the others until both of us felt the tip of each others weapon at our next.
"STOP! Koji! Rick! Front and Center!"
Both of us immediately reported to Sergeant Silver back standing at attention looking very nervous.
"Well...congrats you two. you're partners."
End.