The Scarman Enigma

[Sayne]

"Persistant bastards aren't they?" Sayne said to himself as a Typhoon fighter flew overhead. "They will learn their lesson in being that way." Sayne smiled and began to cut his way through the forest through the brush. He eventually made it to a small covered weapon platform. Powered down of course, anything powered up in this location would light him up brighter than a Christmas tree. Sayne climbed underneath the canopy of the weapon and manually cranked the pivoting platform to aim at the location the fighter was coming to. The ship flew into the scope and he powered up the weapon and fired three quick bursts at the ship. Two of them went across the front bow, but the third contacted the rear of the ship, spinning it out of control.

"Bing!" Sayne said laughing and powered down the weapon again, manually cranking the weapon to aim at the direction the other fighter flew towards.

"Are you there Mr. Jadyn?" said a voice over the communicator.

"Bloody hell, what do you want?" Sayne replied.

"We have what you requested."

"Does he know?"

"None the wiser. The Tyrant wishes us to play the two into your arms, have you taken them down yet?"

"Watch your tone welp. I've gotten one of the bastards, but the other one is evading me, flew off towards the moutains somewhere. I'll contact you when he's down."

Sayne hit the keyout button on his communicator and remained stealthed underneath the canopy, waiting for the other fighter to show himself.

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I've lost people who meant the world to me...and I'm still doing just fine.

I'm coming for everything they said I couldn't have.