Project Wingman Fanfic #3 IS OUT!!! (Shipping Warning though)

The Best Pilot
(and a kiss from the person he loves)
A Project Wingman Fanfiction
Written by ANORMAL_Leaf on IMGFlip
Based off of Project Wingman by RB-D2

The Ruins of Presidia: August 23, A.C. 432

Alarms and warnings were playing off the F/D-14’s RWR warning system. To get a sense of what’s happening, Monarch’s F/D-14 was in a flat spin; shot down by the experimental PW-MK1 flown by Crimson 1. Crimson was about to return to base, when a missile struck his critically wounded plane. He looked behind him and saw the missile trail coming from the F/D-14. “Not bad, kid…” crimson stated. Due to the safety mode of the Cordium powered aircraft being turned off. In a few seconds, he’d explode in a ball of fire. Crimson 1 took this time to say his final words. “Monarch, when you hear The Thunder, When the Storm comes for you, Remember me…” A sudden flash of white light pierced Monarch’s eyes. The damaged experimental plane he saw was now a ball of flames and dust.

Monarch noticed his plane was going to crash, he tried pulling the ejection handle, but nothing happened. He glanced at his WSO Prez, who had passed out due to the sheer amount of G forces she pulled in the dogfight. “I’m sorry, Robin…” Monarch said, as he watched his altitude meter plummet. 500, 400, 300, 200, 100, 50, 40, 30, 20, 10, and black. He woke up an hour later. Frantically, he opened the canopy of the plane, and stumbled out of the wreck. Noticing Prez’s bruised and bleeding body from hitting her head on the dashboard multiple times, he took off her oxygen mask, lifted her visor, took off her helmet, and hoisted her into a bridal carry. He set her down on a hill, knowing that she had a rough day.

When she woke up, she pushed Monarch to the floor. “Why the hell did you do that?” She shouted angrily at the Monarch. “You could have killed me, you know.” “Pulling 180 Degree turns in a dogfight like a maniac was so dumb of you!” She said, glaring at him. Monarch decided to take off his helmet. He almost never did, but he felt like now was the time. His dark and short brown hair stood out amongst the scorched earth beneath them. “It’s not my fault.” “If you want to have someone to blame, blame it on Crimson.” “That’s what I did anyway.” Monarch said. The two looked at each other, staring at their eyes. Monarch was the more Unique, having a shade of olive green, while Prez had a dark blue. “I… I blamed Crimson, for shoving you into Gloc.” “I felt, so enraged, that I just had to.”

Monarch said. “Why, Monarch?” Prez said “It’s because I never wanted anything bad to happen to you.” “I did it, because I care about you, more than anything in the world, Robin…” Monarch said.

They kissed. For Prez it was quite shocking. She had always had a crush on him, but ever since the Prospero disaster, she started to actually like him. For Monarch though, It was a break from the pain and suffering he went through trying to kill Crimson. He could finally be at peace. As the rescue helicopter arrived, Monarch and Prez sat down, and thought about how much they’ve been through together. Galaxy, who was flying Co-Pilot in the Rescue Heli, glanced behind him, seeing the two holding hands. The two had fallen asleep during the flight back to the Carrier. Prez’s head rested gently on Monarch’s shoulder, and Galaxy smirked. Seeing the two as a couple made him happy after all. They were his closest friends. For a second he thought of another Ace like Monarch. Galaxy knew his callsign started with an “M”, but callsigns starting with “M” was common, so it was hard for him to think of the specific Ace. So, Galaxy just waved and smiled, knowing that Monarch was the best because He didn’t think, He just did.

The End