V2 Chapter 6 Final Flight

I boarded the plane and started it up and as it ran along the runway I thought about the past few days that have been eventful.

And for God's sake, Sir Patrick being Ares was I don't know, I was surprised but as I thought back to the meeting in the bar, something in my head screamed I knew it, I knew this guy was the villain.

But enough about that as the plane flew up I thought about what was going to happen I knew this would be my Final Flight and my mind suddenly let go of the fear of death.

I mean why fear something you already know is going to happen and so this wish of mine came to my mind.

You see ever since I became a pilot I loved flying, I loved the wind and how it pushed me up.

I loved the flow, I loved the freedom.

I always knew how to ride it and I just sometimes had this thought of jumping off the plane and letting the wind take me away.

And I thought, since I am going to die anyway, then why not?

So I started taking the plane as high up as I could I used my gun to break a window, used my jacket to tie the controller and climbed up the roof.

As the plane reached the peak of flight and started tipping downwards I threw a grenade towards the cargo and ran to the tail, the wind from propellers pushing my back I reached the end quickly.

As soon as I grabbed the tail the plane exploded and I was pushed further up in the air by the blast.

Hiding behind the broken tail I escaped alive.

Then I flew, and as gravity started its work I felt the wind push back against me, I felt it's flow and I tried to ride the flow with my body and I felt what it is like to fly.

I let go of my fears as I knew I wouldn't survive hitting the ground.

So I closed my eyes and focused on the wind and for a moment I felt I was moving upwards but as soon as I opened my eyes I saw a white flash and pain in my body, then another wave of pain.

I saw myself standing in ruins, surrounded by lightning and fire and then nothing.