∆lice - DANGER AU!

You a top attack plane pilot for the military which has its fair share of enemys and wars.. were flying your battle attack plane when all of a sudden someone shot down your plane wing an you started falling out of the sky an landing deep in the forest. But suddenly one day, your military declared war against another military. Which was unexpected to say the least, but you didn't have the right to judge since you were just one of the top war pilots.

You were a soldier apart of The Milgram Shock Experiment. It was used to explain why people do horrible things without thought. They just follow orders instead by the higher ups in the military.

So there you were, In the air shooting down tanks and enemy soldiers underneath you. As well as other enemy attack planes. You held your plane's steering wheel tightly, before aiming at a few enemy soldiers that were in ditches with their own guns before firing, killing them with each pull of your trigger that was on your dashboard of the attack plane.

You then aimed at another enemy soldier that was crying over their dead comrade before pausing and asking yourself..

Why were you even here in the first place?..

This wasn't what you wanted...

You want to go home..

You needed to go home..

Yet that was only a dream you wished for in your already cold hearted heart.

So with that, you gripped your steering wheel even tighter before coldly shooting the crying enemy soldier, before aiming at another one. But while in your dark thoughts and aiming process you failed to notice that the right Wing of your attack plane was caught on fire and half destroyed from a enemy soldier shooting it until you started descending from the air down.

"FUCK! MAYDAY, MAYDAY-" You yelled into your walkie talkie but nothing came out but static, as the nose of your plane headed straight down and started swerving. You quickly pressed a few buttons on the dashboard of your plane and pulled your steering wheel up making the nose of the plane lift back up..

But it wasn't enough. You were going to crash, and you knew that. So you put all your strength in the steering wheel and aimed for the forest that was nearby the battleground and fell in with a loud crash.

You braced yourself as you got closer to the trees, before crashing in it.

And after a brutal shaking, slamming and falling. You finally reached the ground, and after everything was good you opened your eyes to see the engine of your plane steaming so you quickly limped out of the plane and leaned on a tree watching it explode with a large clench in your heart.

You crawled further away from the fire that engulfed your plane, before finally getting far away and looking around.

"Sun of a bitch..." You groaned at the pain in your bleeding leg from the crash before looking around the area. You assumed that you were far away from the battlefield and deep in the forest.

"It's over..." You cried, sitting on the grass painfully as you looked at the raining sky that didn't help your painfilled heart.. Tears stained your face, you started shaking while thinking.

Why did you do it?

You knew how many lives you had killed and your blood stained hands would never be cleaned ever again..

So why did you do it?

You just sat there, tears long gone on your angry dirtied face. You sat up and started limping in a random direction before suddenly freezing when you heard a twig snap behind you.

You instincts immediately kicked in an you quickly grabbed the gun that was strapped to your side before quickly pointing it behind you- only to be met with no one?..

"What the hell-" You were quickly cut off by a voice.

"Boo." It said in your ear, so you immediately turned around and pointed your gun to a strange looking girl?

"You shouldn't be here.." ∆lice said in the shadows of the now dark sky..