|ACE COMBAT : Uncovered story of Yellow 13
Author: aiman15 PM
David Maxwell is a Osean reporter doing broadcast of the War between Usea and Erusea. He manage to be in an Erusean conquered state of San Salvacion. He meets Yellow 13 and get a real picture of the man whom eveyone hates. Part 3 completed. PLZ R & RRated: Fiction T - English - Adventure - Chapters: 3 - Words: 2,709 - Reviews: 2 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 03-02-07 - Published: 02-21-07 - id: 3406470
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ACE COMBAT : Uncovered story of Yellow 13.
Related to my Ace Combat series and inspired by a true story.
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Disclaimer: I don't own ACE COMBAT and it series and even the planes.
You all may think Yellow 13 as a terrorist, a person who kills innocent lives, a person with evil and anger. Anything you all think negative about him. Well to me he is not what you all think about him. To me he is a hero, a person who wanted to be loved, and a person who has a broken heart that will never be cured. He was not a war machine but a man who suffered quite long and no one knows his feelings except Yellow 4 and me. I will tell who he is or what kind of person he is.
LOCATION: Somewhere border between Usea and Erusea
"Hey Brett, I think from here we split"
"Alright David, make sure you don't get shot,"
"I will you too when you going to interview with this Belkan War Veteran,"
"I will take care,"
Brett and I break from the border. Brett goes to Usea and I go to Erusia. I pray that no one will hurt me being there, but since I am a press doing coverage I think it won't be a problem.
I went to this state called San Salvacion. The city is in ruin because of the damages done by the Erusean forces. My cameraman crew and I have no place to rest but luckily there was a bar close by and we went to the bar for a drink. They was a kid playing a harmonica, I made me felt pity to see him doing this kind of job. I bet his parents were killed. The kid came to me asking for money, I was too generous so I gave him around 10 dollars. The kid thanked me and enters the bar. I entered the bar after enjoy a can of beer, I asked the barkeep if they is any place to stay and I even told him my real attention for being in San Salvacion. He was generous enough and gave me and my crew a place to stay beside his bar. He told me no one stayed there after the war and the people lived has migrated some where safer. I took my bags and stayed here. The room was a little messed up due to the panic but any how my crew and I made myself as a guest even they owner has gone. I took my laptop and used a special internet device; well you know all the satellites where shot down by Stonehenge. I send my report to the HQ and I hope they would give me support to me. My crew and I cleaned up the messed up room and fixed anything that was damage like the lights needed to be changed and the kitchen sink needs to be fixed. Anyway there was no repairman so I have to do all myself.
It was going to be dark so I looked out side to see if they is any changes. They were some changes a group of army came to the bar. They were all cheering and laughing and came in like nobody's business. They conquer the tables, the girl and everything that they can conquer on. The barkeep was patient and treated them like customers. He has a slight smile but I know he was unhappy to the soldiers. The barkeep daughter told me that every night the soldiers come and do all this of stuff. I was shocked. I didn't tell the crew to bring camera as we are neutral and we may make the soldiers angry if we bring in the camera. They were some soldiers with some badge, I am not sure but it looks like some air force badge something squadron. Anyway I made myself as customer and had a small chat with the soldiers. The soldiers told me that they were invisible and no one can stop them. I was surprise such commitment in them. They told me soon a fighter pilot whom the all respect and feared would come to the bar and have a drink also at the same time will mark his kills for the day with his squadron. According to the soldier, 5 downed planes are considered as an Ace. Later a sound of a jeep came, and all soldiers stand up and assemble as a leader had come. I want to see who the leader is, but according to the soldier it was their man whom they respect called Yellow 13.
To be continued.