Basic training for Killeth

[Galykia]

He was very proud of himself, that was obvious. He always paraded his medals around and told his heroic stories. He was also very wise in his decisions, he weighed all his decisions before deciding on a definite answer. He was a very good man, always treating others the way he wanted to be treated. He wanted to be treated with respect, hence he respected everyone around him. He has been a huge influence to me and shaped who I am you see before you. Killeth only drank part of his drank as he talked about his father. He wanted to avoid getting drunk, since he can't hold his liqour very well.

 

[Trakon]

"Come now, there has to be some skeleton in his closet that you aren't telling me." Hetat looked around. "Alright here's the deal. You tell me the secret and I tell you about my father."

 

[Galykia]

"I dont think my father has a secret, that he has told me about." Killeth glanced around the joint looking to see if anyone was listening. He then went on to say " I do remember one time i mentioned something about friendly fire out in the heat of battle. He quickly snapped at me and whacked me in the back of the head in one swift motion. He never did that to me before, i mean he has hit me before, but never unprovoked like that. I asked my mother about it and she told me to ignore it and never bring the topic up again. I may have think he once killed a friendly soldier, i can't be too sure." Killeth paused and thought about what it would be like to have to live with ending the life of your ally. It would be horrible, but thats war and he can only hope he never does it. He then looked over to Hetat to hear what his comment was.

 

[Trakon]

"I understand. Having a friend get hurt so badly they beg you to end their life. It's not a good experience." Hetat drank the rest of the drink. Then he set down some creds on the bar. "Alright let's go back. We're gonna see how good you can fly now." He smiled then dragged Killeth out of the casino and into a waiting taxi, which took them back to base.

"Now remember don't where your uniform put on a flight suit."

 

[Galykia]

Killeth quickly put on his red flying gear and stood waiting for Hetat to do the same. Killeth was nervous, he was a sub-par flier and didnt expect to have to show his skills since he isnt much of a pilot. "So what exactly am I gonna have to do?" Killeth prayed the answer would be something easy and simple.

 

[Trakon]

"You're gonna get in the flgith simulator anf fight me, as well as a squadron of other fighters. You won't be alone ofcourse, you have your own squadron under your control." Heata gives him a smile. "Don't worry I'll go easy the first time around." Hetat leaves and gets into his armor/flight suit and gives Killeth another check up. "Get ready I'm about to go to mine."

Hetat leaves Killeth alone and then gets into his simulator, and powers up. The situation is as such, Killeth must protect a transport which contains a dignitary against Hetat and his cohorts. Hetat and friends come from a nearbye moon.

"Get ready." The computer counts down 3,2,1, and the simulation starts.

 

[Galykia]

Killeth jumped in the simulater and started it up. After the countdown he saw the transport ship and four ally ships. He could not indicate any threats as of yet and ordered 2 of his fighters to cover the transport's flank. He then went on a few minutes and made sure everyone was set and ready. He could then see a tiny blur in the distant. His radar confirmed it was his enemy heading toward him. He told his ally ships to take evasive action once shots are fired and stay at alert. He told the two ships that covered the flank to stick with the transport at all time. Killeth emmidiatly fired once the ships were in range. His allies did the same once they saw him shooting.

 

[Trakon]

Hetat was the single blip heading towards Killeth and his allies. Then the blow was struck, three fighters came from the rear attacking the two ships protecting the transport, and another came from above towards Killeth.

Hetat took evasive action nearly being hit, before firing back.

"All units open fire upon the transport, let'em have it."

 

[Galykia]

"Everyone focus fire on any and all ships that attack the transport." Killeth dodged hetats shots and the proceeded to follow him, thus staring a dog fight between them. He shot a dozen or so shots at his trainer, all of which missed. He then took a few more shots that also failed to hit. Killeth quickly stopped his pusuit of Hetat and focused on a fighter attacking the transport. As much as he would like to take out his superior, that was not his goal. His goal was to keep the package safe from everyone. Killeth shot at the immediate target, praying the shots would connect with the AI target.

 

[Trakon]

The AI was hit a little but continued to attack. Hetat then fired a couple rockets at the transport, which hit one of the engines. It didn't blow up, it didn't die, it kept moving but was slowed.

"All fighters focus on the enmy wing commander, take him down."

 

[Galykia]

"AHHH, Shit!" Everything was going to hell. The engine was practically useless. Killeth continued to target the ship he managed to land a small hit on. He fired a few shots at it once again, this time it forced its left wing to be torn off and forcing the plane down toward the ground. He then started to find a new target, he needed to hurry the transport was taking a lot of damage and he lost one ship already.
As he followed after a ship, He came across Hetat and fired a few shot his way before focusing on the other enemy. The transport contacted Killeth and told him they couldnt take to much more of a pounding for much longer. "Everyone keep focus and clear your mind and relax. Our enemy is stronger but we can still take them out!"

 

[Trakon]

All of the fighters on Hetat's side were attacking Killeth. They completely left evryone else alone. But the AI Killeth had under his command had their orders to protect the transport, and since it wasn't really under attack they stood by it's side.

"Alright keep attacking, he can't take much more." Hetat said, firing at Killeth again and again, but only scoring a couple hits.

 

[Galykia]

Killeth was desperatly trying to dodge of evey ones attack, but his flying skills were not that good. "I need help, try to get some of these bastards off of me" Two of the three guarding ships left the transports proximety and started to attack the enemies behind killeth. He should have asked sooner since he had several holes in his ship and his engine produced a tiny bit of smoke.

 

[Trakon]

Hetat's ships that were attacked cleanly dodged the blasts and turned to dogfight. The final one and Hetat continued to attack Killeth. Hetat fired off homing rockets at Killeth.

 

[Galykia]

Killeth noticed the missles and started to move of to the side to avoid them, but they also curved in hi direction. "What the...?" He knew they were homing missles, virtually impossible to dodge even for the greatest pilots. Since Killeth was a poor pilot he knew the missle would hit and destroy him. That didnt stop him from trying to dodge them. He continued to weave and excell his speed, since his engine was hit moments earlier he was staying at a constant speed. After the missles finished him off, the simulation stopped and showed stats such as how long it took him to get his butt whooped.

 

[Trakon]

Hetat exited the simulator and went over to Killeth.

"You didn't do half bad. You should be happy. Not everyone lasts," Hetat took a moment to look at the time,"A minute thrity with me."

 

[Galykia]

"I wish my tactics and strategy would have been better than they were. I am not much of a space jockey you know. I prefer to have my feet on the ground and my weapon in my hand." Killeth was disappointed his strategy failed, that is where he usually excells. He just thought to himself that it is a silly simulation and it means nothing.

 

[Trakon]

"You're being trained by a pilot what do you expect. You have to think of every direction as a way to be attacked from and to attack. On the ground you got infront of you, behind you, or to a side. That's why spacers are better commanders." Hetat looked around. "And if you think it's just a simulation you're wrong. As a officer you may be called upon to do any number of jobs from fighting on the ground to fighting in space."

 

[Galykia]

I know that is what i am worried about. I am sure i can handle anything thrown my way while on foot, but in a ship I am less effective. It is a big weakness I have and I hope to improve on it. Killeth looked at Hetat for instructions on what else needed to be done.

 

[Trakon]

"Oh you will, you will. But if you are so confident on your feet let's go to the shooting range." Hetat and Killeth head into the range. "Choose your weapon and place then fire at will." Hetat walked over to a pistol, with a slightly elongated barrel and a stock. Then he walked over to one of the stands and fired, placing several rounds into a target several hundred yards away. Most were in the 'kill zone'.