0800hrs Sergei and Sasha's
Sergei's up at his normal time preparing a few things for his now severely hung over sister who's passed out on the couch. he walks right behind her not before slipping on some fluid that was not there the night before.
Apparently Sasha was masturbating in the night, and all Sergei had to do was listen while he got back up to figure out about whom.
"Lighting" Sasha repeated over and over while Sergei placed an old shop towel he got from Anon to clean up the mess Sasha made. He would let her sleep for another thirty minutes before he woke her, unless she did that herself.
Sasha did in fact wake herself, a hoof on her head as she walks to the bathroom to hopefully kick some of the hangover.
"It was a different pony this time Sasha." Sergei said just before the entire base heard Bear waking up.
"What did you say? It's kind of hard to hear over Bear's stupid Turboprops." Sasha asked as she was taking a cold shower to wake up.
"I said it was a different pony this time. Sasha." Sergei said as the water suddenly turned off.
"You say nothing. You hear me nothing. If things are to happen he's got to come to me, don't you even think of putting that idea into his head brother." Sasha said as she came out dripping.
"Well, you're no longer hungover. Breakfast is ready. Towel should give you a clue of what you were doing." Sergei said as he went to get another to clean up the water Sasha was now tracking through the hangar.
"Sergei, I know what I was doing. There's a reason it's on the floor and not the couch." Sasha said over informing Sergei.
"I did not need to know." Sergei said as Sasha ate.
 
0845 hrs. Thunderbolt's Hangar.
You wake up in a small confined space, for a minute you have a panic attack before remembering where you are. It takes a minute or two for you to calm down enough to wake Thunderbolt.
"Thunder. Hey it's time for me to get to work. I'm already pretty late." You say as the glow on your watch shows you how late you are.
Thunderbolt doesn't stir, and you're effectively trapped by her, but at least she isn't trying to get in your pants for the moment.
"Thunder I'm late. I need to get to work." You say this time poking her in the neck hopefully to wake her up.
"Anon, go back to sleep. It's your day off." Thunderbolt said very sleepily.
"My day off is in two days on the week end. Then again, I really never have a day off since I allow emergency repairs. I'm always on call." You say as you find a gap just big enough for you to squeeze through.
"Can't you just take one full day off without being on call?" Thunderbolt asks this time she's very clearly awake.
"Trust me I'd love a full day off, but that's unlikely you know that. I need to work. If I don't who's going to keep an eye on my supply of parts? My receptionist? He can barely handle the front desk. I'm 45 min late, I hope he's not getting yelled at." You say as you managed to squeeze your way free of the cozy prison cell Thunderbolt created for you.
"Oh alright. I guess you should go to work." Thunderbolt said as you peek out of her hangar to check the coast for Sidney.
0900hrs. Your shop.
Bear is in the shop, along with Pyotr.
"Sorry I'm late guys." You say as you walk onto the shop floor.
"Late, you're very late." Pyotr said as you reached into your pocket.
"Ah Nu Cheeki Breeki iv Damke!" You yell out as you mockingly throw an imaginary bolt at him causing him to reel backwards.
Bear's laughter covered up Pyotr's cursing as you cram earplugs in due to the noise of his Turboprops.
You motion to Bear to shut down his engines so you could talk to Pyotr.
"Anon. There good intel on F-22?"
"Pyotr, I don't give information on the others. I want to do no harm to you all, well except when you threaten me, then you kinda deserve it." You say as Pyotr leaves in a huff leaving you to do the electrical check on Bear's turboprops.
"Bear, please try not to talk. You'll make me go deaf." You say putting on an extra set of earcover.
Comrade is normal noise. You of weak metal. Bear not impressed." Bear said as you rolled your eyes and began your work.
"Where I came from I owned glorious soviet weapon that required much strength to work bolt. You shame me with callings of weak?" You say mocking Bear into laughing again which everybody can hear.
 
1030hrs 300nm away from the airstrip. Raptor's alone time in the woods.
"Ahh, alone, don't have to deal with anything. No Sid, no ops, no having to protect Lightning. This is wonderful." Raptor said aloud as she laid down on the blanket she brought in a clearing away from the woods.
The sun was shining bright and Raptor was enjoying the warmth on her skin.
Her cracked radome kept giving her false hits the entire flight.
Raptor was on the edge of falling asleep in the sun if it wasn't for the sound of cracking twigs beneath metal hooves.
Before she could even get up to look around, her face was in the dirt, and she was being held there.
"There have been many things I have been wanting to do to this ass." Pyotr said as Raptor now attempted to pry her way free.
"Stop struggling. Look where you are. More you strain, more you suck through your turbine. Something as pretty as yourself shouldn't be killing themselves." Pyotr said as he forced Raptor's gaze onto the dirt, full of loose rocks, dirt, and plant matter.
"Yes, you realize there is nothing you can do. Good." Pyotr said as he bound her neck to her forelegs keeping her face down into the dirt.
"T-50. You're not going to get away with this." Raptor said finally getting a word in edgewise on this stealth reliant bastard.
"Go ahead yell, cry for help. it will do you nothing. You may as well beg for mercy now." Pyotr said as he walked around Raptor admiring his catch while Raptor shook at the bindings with rage.
Pyotr smelled the air around him, making efforts to show Raptor he knew how afraid she was.
"Fear, what a wonderful smell, except I smell something else, something different." he said
"Smells like you want something" Pyotr said as he placed himself atop Raptor.
"What the fuck is wrong with you! You fucking crazy Ivan!" Raptor yelled out wishing she could burn his belly with her thrust, but the ground and her angle did not allow for such an attack.
"Soon you will begin to beg." Pyotr said as he dismounted Raptor and began to tease her clit.
Raptor was shocked into silence by T-50.
Raptor forced herself not to enjoy being teased by T-50, but couldn't help but let out a moan now and again.
"What is this? Is she enjoying?" Pyotr said amused with himself and with is member hardening with her moans.
"Perhaps she would like more." Pyotr said as he rubbed his member along her dripping wet pussy.
"St..Stay away from me you bastard!" Raptor said as she tried to escape.
"Be a pity if you tipped yourself over, unable to get back up. Stop, you will like. I hear many things at home." T-50 says as he gets back atop Raptor and pauses for a second.
"Let's go somewhere where that moron AV-8 hasn't been Da?" T-50 said as his tongue appeared in the corner of his mouth.
"Nnn No! Ppplease aaanywhere bbut thhere!" Raptor sputtered out trying to plead with the psychotic T-50.
"Nyet. I wanted a piece of your ass. And I'm going to take it!" Pyotr said as he had a seriously preverted smile and drove his member into her exhaust. Raptor did nothing but scream in pain as he rammed her in her tight exhaust port.
It only took the T-50 a few minutes before Raptor was cumming hard on his hind legs.
"Messy. Very messy." T-50 said as he pulled out and undid the bindings that held Raptor to the floor.
Raptor was in tears, and she shut her eyes when T-50 raised her head.
"You may have gotten off, but now is my turn." T-50 said as he forced her mouth open and shoved his cock all the way to the hilt down her throat.
Raptor's turbines spun up to use the bleed air to at least keep her from chocking to death. This made T-50 cum before he wanted to.
When he came he released Raptor and collapsed onto the ground, allowing Raptor to escape, still very weak in the knees from having her exhaust stretched.
1300 hrs. Anon's shop.
Nap time. You're asleep in the back of your shop, there's a three hour gap between Bear and the next appointment.
You're rudely awoken by a sonic boom over the airstrip. You know nobody is allowed to fly supersonic over the strip, or within ten miles of it. You run out of your shop to figure out what the hell happened. For all you know it could have been that one rainbow pegasus flying faster than sound again.
Nope, no rainbow trails in the sky. just a crowd gathered around something, or someone.
"Make a hole ponies! Make a hole!" You yell out as the ops ponies are out there with you.
"What happened? Raptor why the hell were you flying supersonic back?" the ops lead asked as Raptor was collapsed on the ground crying.
Damageassessment.exe is a go. You do a once around Raptor and that's all it takes for you to see significant structural damage, busted radome, broken control links, and bizarrely warped exhaust to name a few damaged aspects.
You know that no AA system does this type of damage. Something's not right, AA would have shredded her and she'd be lost out in a field somewhere.
"Ops, that's enough. Bear, Strato, carry her to the shop. Get her inside." You say ordering the two biggiest ponies you see to carry her into the shop.
After Strato and Bear leave you close and LOCK all your doors windows and start blasting Metal that you usually played when nobody was in.
"Who did this to you?" You ask as Raptor sobs on the floor.
"Raptor. Take a minute, collect your thoughts. When you feel you can tell me what happened." You say as you stand near her face as the sobbing starts to subside.
"AA fire." Raptor said you know she was lying.
"No, AA doesn't do this type of damage Raptor. Someone did this to you. I just want to know who." You say very calmly trying not to upset her more than she already is.
"T" Is all she said, and you knew it was the PAK-FA, your eye twitches a little as you hide your anger towards the slippery cheat.
"Alright, let's get you fixed up. It's on me Raptor. Just try to relax." You say as she's still shaking, the attack must have seriously messed with her. You can't help but feel sorry for seeing her like this. The anger you had towards her for shooting up your shop disappears and is replaced with apathy, as nobody deserved this type of attack.
"Stay away from me!" Raptor yelled at you as she spun up her M61.
"Raptor, I'm sorry about this. I should have known. It was in my shop earlier. asked about you. I gave him nothing but I should have know." You say more angry with yourself than anything else. You had the chance to stop this, but neglected the fact that you were late to work and was busy with Bear.
"What?" Raptor asked as the shaking slowly subsided.
"I said I'm sorry. I could have had him monitored. I'm so sorry Raptor. The other Russians knew too, they warned me but I always tried to stay out of your politics. I'm sorry." You say as your frustration gets the better of you and you punch your toolbox, and out of pain proceed to kick it, making your issue worse.
"Anon, you said you were going to cover this?" Raptor asked as her shaking finally subsided.
You nod and point to the spare parts for her you've got lying around.
"I've got more than enough spare parts to rebuild you thirty times over. Why do you think I've been so stingy and only patched you up till this point?" You say as you start with the least damaged component, her nose.
"So your cheap ass was saving parts for major repairs?" Raptor said as you laugh at her calling you cheap.
"I'd call it saving for a rainy day. You should thank the A-10s for making me not like to use spare parts." You say as your thoughts turn to Thunderbolt, she's more than capable, but she can't see stealthy aircraft.
A few minutes later, Raptor has a brand new nose which looked exactly like her old one.
"Two options, I can either replace your tail end, or I can straighten it back out. Your choice." You say
"Replace, please replace it all. Get it out of me." Raptor says pleading with you to replace her damaged tail section.
"Alright. Looks like we're pulling an all nighter. I'm going to order takeout." You say as you crank the music louder after telling your receptionist to go home and order you some chow.
Your music changes to EDM and you work throughout the night to bring Raptor back into a functional state.
The entire night passes in a blur to you, when the sun rises at the same time it always does the next morning you take a step back and double check your work due to the fact that there's now a pile of energy drink cans behind you and a large crate of warped and twisted fighter parts by the door, and you had a plan for those parts.
"How do you feel? Did I misplace or fail to connect anything?" You ask as you crack open another can.
"Everything feels alright. The new turbines, they feel a little different. Why's that?" Raptor asks as you look at the crates you opened.
You smile before telling her what you forgot you did. "Those are P&W F119-PW-900, the latest version of your powerplant. Should give you a little more speed and greater range with a larger payload to kick ass with."
"Up powered turbines?" Raptor asks shocked at the nice thing you did for her.
You just nod and take a drink, well more of down the can in a feeble attempt to stay awake.
"Thank you Anon. That's the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me." Raptor says as she's clearly feeling better.
"Well, they would have been yours the next time you came in. I figured you'd need them as the last time I overhauled your turbines they had an excessive amount of carbon on them. Had the factory add a coating to these blades. Should get a little more life out of them." You say as you unlock the main doors feeling exhausted as hell.
"Free to go." You say as you barely push the doors open. "Just intercept Bear and tell him to come here. I have a job for him." You say as you slump down by the box.
"Alright. Thank you anon." Raptor says as she leaves your shop essentially factory new.
Thunderbolt and the Twins come in.
"What happened?" Thunderbolt asks.
"Sasha. Explain. It happened. Whatever it was planning happened." You said using the Russian convention of referring to hated people as items without their name.
"It?" Sasha asked
"T-50." You said angered that you have to use his designation
"Oh no, he attacked F-22 didn't he?" Sergei said now concerned about the safety of his sister.
"Yea, it did. Bear! Where the fuck are you!" You yell out as his noisy ass walks into the hangar.
"Da? Little fighter say you need me?"
"Take the box I'm leaning on and put it on T-50's bed. Leave a note that says if I hear anything about another attack, you will suffer." You say as Bear prints out the note for you.
"Thank you Bear. I am too weak to carry box, need big comrade to carry for me." You say making the Russians chuckle and Thunderbolt concerned for your health.
"Twins tell my receptionist we're closed. also don't wake me unless it's absolutely necessary. Somebody please carry me home. I know I won't make it if I walk." you say as Thunderbolt picks you up by your coveralls and carries you with her mouth back to her home.
You dangle there like a rag doll half asleep, but awake enough to dissuade onlookers into believing you're still alive. You again fall asleep in the comfortable warm cocoon of protection provided by Thunderbolt.
0900 hrs. Russian Commune.
"What are we going to do about T-50?" Brezhnev an A-50 asked.
"I say we let Anon dismantle him. Piece by piece." Flanker said.
"No, we feed him into a shredder. Or push him into Bear's props. They'll make a fine confetti out of T-50." Fyodor the Su-24 said as Bear chuckled creating unnecessary noise.
"Whatever we are going to do Comrades, we must be sure that T-50 does not know. Be alert, listen I will coordinate with KC and Sully to get us extra sensors on the situation. None of this leaves this room or your next overhaul will be your last." Brezhnev said dismissing the Russians.
Sasha and Sergei stayed behind to talk with Brezhnev.
"Brezhnev."
"We need a word." Sasha said.
"Go ahead Comrades." Brezhnev said as he prepared himself for his tasks.
"I know who he's going to go after next, but it needs to be confirmed."
"Lightning will be next." Sasha said.
"You're sure of this?" Brezhnev asked.
"It needs to be confirmed Comrade."
"I am certain of it Brezhnev. Never have I been more certain of anything in my life." Sasha said breaking the pattern.
"Sasha! We don't know for certain. It could be someone else." Sergei said shocked at his sister's certainty.
"Think Sergei, he's in the same family, same manufacturer, it only makes sense that he'll humiliate his competition. Lighting is next. I must warn him." Sasha said leaving the commune at her top speed.
"I'm sorry Brezhnev. I don't know what has gotten into her." Sergei said apologizing to his superior.
"A new purpose. Tell me this Lightning she speaks of, is it the F-35 that Terminator grumbles about?" Brezhnev asks
"The very same Brezhnev. What are you saying? I know Terminator has been trying to get Sasha's attention, but what is your theory?" Sergei said wondering about what Brezhnev thought.
"Simple. your sister is in love and you're blind to it. Sergei, if she loves another VTOL, welcome him as a brother, and not as an outsider. Be happy for her." Brezhnev said imparting his wisdom on Sergei.
"Thank you Brezhnev. I believe we have work to do." Sergei said as he and Brezhnev departed to their own separate tasks.
 
0945hrs. Edge of Space Bar.
"Lightning, can we talk somewhere private?" Sasha said as she stumbled upon Lightning sitting with The Hornet's Nest.
(The Hornet's Nest: the squadron of F/A-18s on base)
"Uh, yea. Hope you Hornet's don't mind if I go." Lighting said as he left the table to head further back into the bar, deeper into the Veteran section hiding behind Migs, F-85s, P-51s and the rare B-17.
"Lightning I'm.. things may be happening. unpleasant things." Sasha said trying to piece together a coherent sentence that Lightning would understand.
"Because of what happened to Raptor?"
"Yes! That." Sasha said as he assisted her in putting words together.
"I just wish they'd tell me what happened. I know I'm young, but hell, I have the right to know what happened to my sister." Lightning said getting frustrated.
"F-22 damaged. T-50 confirmed attacker. Very sorry." Sasha said as words continued to fail her.
"So Raptor was attacked by T-50?" Lightning asked as all Sasha did was nod.
"Damn it. Fucking damn it!" Lightning said getting frustrated enough to stop censoring himself.
"Lightning you need to know. T-50 may be after you next. I don't know when. Please be careful." Sasha said as Sergei came up behind her.
"You too Sasha, should it find out, he won't be the only target." Sergei said having every single word go over Lightning's head due to language barrier.
"Sergei, he can know. He's not child. Treat him how he wants." Sasha said pointing to Lightning as the three of them were in a dark corner near Sully an SR-71.
"You know you Russians, I understand every single word you're saying." Sully said as he leaned in on their conversation.
"Sully, Brezhnev wants you. What you hear between the three of us, never happened Da?" Sergei said only for the SR-71 to nod and then disappear.
"Sergei, Sasha, I'll be ok. As long as I stick with the better fighters or around Anon and his guardian I'll be fine. Sasha, please don't endanger yourself for me." Lightning said confirming Sergei's fears for his sister.
"I am not endangering myself by warning you Lightning." Sasha said.
"This is." Sasha said as she surprised Lightning with a very long and passionate kiss.
"SASHA!" Sergei yelled barely loud enough for the B-17 to turn around and look.
"I will do what I want brother. If you are goings to have problems, suck it up as Anon says." Sasha said as she turned to leave the bar leaving Lightning a little stunned.
"Did she just?" Lightning asked.
"She just did." Sergei said as he now left primarily to confront Sasha.
Lightning went back to the Hornets.