Just as the gun went off, the ship shook and a loud blast was heard somewhere below us. The bullet missed Kevan's left ear by inches as everyone lost their balance. Kevan,as he was falling down, quickly took the chance to aim and throw his knife at the General's hand . The sharp blade did not meet its target but was close enough to land a deep cut. The General dropped his gun instantaneously and howled in pain, cursing in Artasian. Altaria, who had regained her balance beforehand quickly took my hand and threw me out into the corridor before she got out of the room herself. Panting, she quickly locked the door to the cockpit, trapping the General inside. "What happened?What was the blast?", Kevan yelled at her just as the ship was rocked by another blast.
"I do not know but we cannot afford to stay here! The ship could sink at any minute!", she replied as calmly as she could while helping me up. Still holding her warm hand, they both ran towards the stairs heading up, trying hard to balance themselves amidst all the rocking. The ship was sinking fast. Kevan knew it. He felt that lurching feel in his guts, the kind of feel you get when an airplane descends suddenly.
The lower levels were in a mayhem. The marines were all scrambled up. No responses or commands were coming from the control room and no one knew what was going on. Everyone was running around, some carrying buckets of water and others just shouting, screaming at each other. Outside, on the deck, marines were fighting amongst themselves in order to be able to board the lifeboats. Pathetic, Kevan thought. Especially when they are marines. It felt like it had been ages since they sneaked into the ship. The air would have tasted fresh and sweet if not for...
BOOM! A louder blast rung out and instantly, smoke began to pour out from the compartments below deck. Whoever was doing all this had a lot of guts, Kevan mused. The duo was running through the deck now, reaching for the ladder thrown down to them from the Aier. Bullets flew past them as some of the more aware marines began shooting at them. Just then, another blast rung out and smoke, black as night, began to fly out from the back of the ship. Kevan looked at Altaria and they both grinned. He knew what was happening now. Only one person in the world had such audacity to pull off such an outrageous stunt. Especially a stunt which involved blowing up the engine of a ship under the command of the best Marine General of the Vilutz Alliance. Knowing there was no need to worry now, Kevan quickened his pace.
Just as they were halfway there, an annoyingly familiar voice bellowed from somewhere under them.
"GET BACK HERE! I SAID GET BACK HERE!!!! Y, YOU DAMN FUCKING TERRORISTS!!!!" Standing on the deck there, with his trademark curvy mustache strangely out of position, was the world's angriest General anyone in the world had seen. His face was now as red as beetroot. It was almost as if lava would come pouring out of the top of his head anytime soon. In fact, Kevan thought.This would have been a very comical scene if not for the- Then, shots flew past Kevan and he quickly finished his thoughts with "circumstances". Altaria was already on the plane by now and was yelling back indignantly," Terrorists? TERRORISTS?" The bullets were flying extremely close to Kevan now. Almost there, Kevan reminded himself. Almost there! He knew the next shot would kill him if it was fired. Strengthened by that thought, Kevan increased his pace yet again. However, another loud blast almost caused him to lose balance. Kevan looked down just in time to witness one of the most amusing scene in his life.
In the entrance of the ship, stood a girl who was strangely out of place. She was hardly covered with soot and she was...whistling? "My my, what do we have here?", she glanced at the General, who was on his fours, still trying to recover himself. The General was dead. Kevan knew it. No one, not even him, would ever want to cross that girl. "Oh, look! Your prey is escaping, General!", she exclaimed cheerfully. The General, alarmed, quickly recovered and rushed towards the ladder. "REIKA!", Kevan screamed. No, that girl had a plan. She always had one. And she did. The General grabbed hold of the ladder and began to climb, still shooting at me along the way. Yet, he did not stay in that position for long. Reika, smirking like the most evil girl in history, quickly ran towards the ladder.
In what might be the most outrageous stunt she had ever performed, she jumped and landed on the General's face with one feet. She then used the General's face as a boost, jumped and grabbed a hold of a step in the ladder. The General, shocked by the pain, had dropped his gun. He then resorted to his last card. Insults. "FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU, YOU BITCH! FUCK YOU, YOU WH-" and whatever he was going to say was cut short when he saw the expression on the girl's face. The girl, for the first time looked annoyed. She commented mockingly," My gosh! General ,be civil! Mine innocent and poor ears could not bear to hear your awful statements!" Then, with the most innocent expression on her face, she grabbed a can of sardines from her waist pouch and threw it into the General's face. What was even more humiliating was that the can opened halfway through the drop. Wet sardines landed onto the General's face and just as he fell, the girl called out," Adios, loser!" The General had no way to shout back his last insults, as his mouth had been filled with canned sardines. Thus, the Vilutz Alliance's formerly best Marine General met his end there, in the Pacific Ocean, with mouth full of canned sardines and eyes full of angry tears, falling into a sea full of hungry sharks, all waiting eagerly for their meals.
Aier began to lift off as the ship began to disappear into the sea. All the eyes of the Marines, some fearful, some angry, looked up at the plane that had caused them their ship and almost their lives. Reika, still hanging onto the ladder, looked down and bellowed," Remember this day! The day you all receive your well-deserved punishment! Go back to your goddamn Alliance and tell them this! Tell them that they have NO business on this side of the world! The fucking presence of you Southerners defile this place! Tread here no longer or the next thing that is going down will not be another fucking ship. No, IT WILL BE YOUR FUCKING ALLIANCE AND I MEAN ALL OF THEM!! YOU HEAR ME!? REMEMBER THIS DAY! REMEMBER THIS DAY AND PISS IN ALL YOUR FUCKING PANTS WHEN YOU NEXT HEAR OF US! THE DAY WE, THE ALTA VALAISE KICKED ALL YOUR PUBE-LESS ASSES!!!"
After her extremely vulgar but effective speech, Reika turned back and began to climb, slowly and quietly. Memories of her family started to flood back to her and tears began to flow out of her purple eyes. As I looked down at the girl, words could not describe what I was feeling, as I looked down at that crying girl, who had in a few moments ago, had single-handedly destroyed a whole battleship. With her thirst of revenge sated, she was now free again. That day, we both hugged each other, crying into each other shoulders in joy.Altaria and I, happy for her and she, relieved and happy to be finally freed from her past. With that, the Aier flew towards the golden setting sun. Our mission was successful and we returned to base with lighter hearts...