(June 2, 2011)
(the end of the airshow)
The volatile aviation fuel mixed with the heat in the compressor of the right engine and lit. The subsequent detonated tore the tail of the F-22 fighter apart with a bone-shaking boom.
The shockwave from the explosion slammed my helmeted head against the instrument panel, making me see stars.
* * *
"COLBY!" Scar screamed.
* * *
I blinked the stars out of my eyes and snatched the controls. I wrestled with the stick, trying futilely to bring what was left of the aircraft back under control. The controls vibrated violently in my grasp as the control surfaces shook in the air.
The F-22 flipped over in the air and I was suddenly looking up at the ground instead of at the sky. My electrical system failed, leaving me without a HUD, radios, یا instruments.
When it flipped right side up, I knew that my attempts to bring the aircraft under control were completely pointless.
The airspeed at the time of the engine explosion was Mach 1.6, and سے طرف کی the time the plane had started tumbling wildly through the air, it had fallen to Mach 1.1. But I couldn't risk riding the hulk of the fighter down to subsonic speeds, because the longer I stayed in the cockpit, the likelier it was that the rest of the plane would splinter and crumble.
My gloved hands fell to the black and yellow striped handle between my legs and yanked up.
The canopy of the plane blew off as the explosive squibs embedded in the aircraft's skin detonated. The reinforced polymer of the bubble canopy flexed and shattered in the superheated wake of the stricken jet. Molten plastic rained down on the harbor.
The ACES II ejection نشست ignited, kicking my پچھواڑے, گدا clear of the plane in a fraction of a second. I never felt the parachute open. My ہیلمیٹ hit the jetstream, my head slammed against the headrest, and everything went black.
* * *
Scar was absolutely terrified. She had seen the plane stream thick black smoke from the engine. But she had thought that her mate would have been able to land it safely. But that hope was shattered with the airplane.
"No!" she screamed. Scar jumped off the ڈاکو, ہڈ of Jon's truck and barreled through the crowd.
"Scar!" yelled Jon and Uriah. They glanced at each other, then started chasing her. "Scar, wait!"
They chased her through the throngs of people all the way to, and past, the barricades that had been hastily erected to keep the crowd off the runway. Jon vaulted over it, Uriah went under it.
A military MP caught sight of what was going on and hustled over, his hand on the Sig Sauer P226 handgun holstered at his waist.
"Stop right there," he کہا sternly. Scar kept running until Jon caught up to her and held her back.
"Sorry, officer," کہا Jon. He motioned the MP closer and whispered in his ear. "She's the mate of the pilot who crashed. Cut her some slack, okay?"
The MP nodded once. "My condolences," he کہا to Scar. "But I still need آپ back behind the barricades. The airborne aircraft are coming in."
And so they were. In the distance, Jon and Uriah could see the first of the Raptor's on approach.
Jon picked Scar up and carried her behind the barricade and to the truck. She buried her face in his shoulder and cried.
Jon hesitated, then started stroking her فر, سمور softly, trying to comfort her. "It'll be alright."
A mile یا so away, Colby's boots hit the dirt. He collapsed in a heap and was soon surrounded سے طرف کی a Hummer, police cars, and an ambulance. He was loaded onto a stretcher and put in the ambulance, which sped off, sirens blaring.
Jon, Kate, Humphrey, Uriah, and Scar all piled into Jon's truck and followed the wailing siren of the ایمبولینس to Harborview Medical Center in downtown Seattle.
(the end of the airshow)
The volatile aviation fuel mixed with the heat in the compressor of the right engine and lit. The subsequent detonated tore the tail of the F-22 fighter apart with a bone-shaking boom.
The shockwave from the explosion slammed my helmeted head against the instrument panel, making me see stars.
* * *
"COLBY!" Scar screamed.
* * *
I blinked the stars out of my eyes and snatched the controls. I wrestled with the stick, trying futilely to bring what was left of the aircraft back under control. The controls vibrated violently in my grasp as the control surfaces shook in the air.
The F-22 flipped over in the air and I was suddenly looking up at the ground instead of at the sky. My electrical system failed, leaving me without a HUD, radios, یا instruments.
When it flipped right side up, I knew that my attempts to bring the aircraft under control were completely pointless.
The airspeed at the time of the engine explosion was Mach 1.6, and سے طرف کی the time the plane had started tumbling wildly through the air, it had fallen to Mach 1.1. But I couldn't risk riding the hulk of the fighter down to subsonic speeds, because the longer I stayed in the cockpit, the likelier it was that the rest of the plane would splinter and crumble.
My gloved hands fell to the black and yellow striped handle between my legs and yanked up.
The canopy of the plane blew off as the explosive squibs embedded in the aircraft's skin detonated. The reinforced polymer of the bubble canopy flexed and shattered in the superheated wake of the stricken jet. Molten plastic rained down on the harbor.
The ACES II ejection نشست ignited, kicking my پچھواڑے, گدا clear of the plane in a fraction of a second. I never felt the parachute open. My ہیلمیٹ hit the jetstream, my head slammed against the headrest, and everything went black.
* * *
Scar was absolutely terrified. She had seen the plane stream thick black smoke from the engine. But she had thought that her mate would have been able to land it safely. But that hope was shattered with the airplane.
"No!" she screamed. Scar jumped off the ڈاکو, ہڈ of Jon's truck and barreled through the crowd.
"Scar!" yelled Jon and Uriah. They glanced at each other, then started chasing her. "Scar, wait!"
They chased her through the throngs of people all the way to, and past, the barricades that had been hastily erected to keep the crowd off the runway. Jon vaulted over it, Uriah went under it.
A military MP caught sight of what was going on and hustled over, his hand on the Sig Sauer P226 handgun holstered at his waist.
"Stop right there," he کہا sternly. Scar kept running until Jon caught up to her and held her back.
"Sorry, officer," کہا Jon. He motioned the MP closer and whispered in his ear. "She's the mate of the pilot who crashed. Cut her some slack, okay?"
The MP nodded once. "My condolences," he کہا to Scar. "But I still need آپ back behind the barricades. The airborne aircraft are coming in."
And so they were. In the distance, Jon and Uriah could see the first of the Raptor's on approach.
Jon picked Scar up and carried her behind the barricade and to the truck. She buried her face in his shoulder and cried.
Jon hesitated, then started stroking her فر, سمور softly, trying to comfort her. "It'll be alright."
A mile یا so away, Colby's boots hit the dirt. He collapsed in a heap and was soon surrounded سے طرف کی a Hummer, police cars, and an ambulance. He was loaded onto a stretcher and put in the ambulance, which sped off, sirens blaring.
Jon, Kate, Humphrey, Uriah, and Scar all piled into Jon's truck and followed the wailing siren of the ایمبولینس to Harborview Medical Center in downtown Seattle.
There's a آگ کے, آگ starting in my دل (D)
I heard that your dreams came true (S)
Don't underestimate the things that I will do (S)
There's a آگ کے, آگ starting in my دل (D)
Reaching a fever pitch And it's bringing me out the dark (D)
Now rumour has it she ain't got your love anymore, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
The scars of your love remind me of us (D)
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all (D)
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited (S)
Rumour has it! (R)
I heard that you're settled down (S)
That آپ found a girl and you're married now. (S)
But آپ played it (D)
(You're gonna wish آپ never had met me) (D)
آپ played it (D)
Rumour has it (R)
Never mind, I'll find someone like آپ (S)
آپ played it (D)
We could have had it all (D)
آپ played it to the beat. (D)
I heard that your dreams came true (S)
Don't underestimate the things that I will do (S)
There's a آگ کے, آگ starting in my دل (D)
Reaching a fever pitch And it's bringing me out the dark (D)
Now rumour has it she ain't got your love anymore, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
Rumour has it, rumour, (R)
The scars of your love remind me of us (D)
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all (D)
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited (S)
Rumour has it! (R)
I heard that you're settled down (S)
That آپ found a girl and you're married now. (S)
But آپ played it (D)
(You're gonna wish آپ never had met me) (D)
آپ played it (D)
Rumour has it (R)
Never mind, I'll find someone like آپ (S)
آپ played it (D)
We could have had it all (D)
آپ played it to the beat. (D)
ارے guys, Mack بھیڑیا here, i'm just posting this to tell آپ guys im writing a new artical and news on my other one.
Ok the new artical "Life with the Pack" is my سیکنڈ پرستار fic ever
it's about a week since Kate and Humphrey and Lill and Garth became mates and life is great tell they run in with a very odd 14 سال old boy who know's how to hunt, and after they meet, the 3 pack leader's: Winston, Eve, and Tony make a very odd questian for the boy to شامل میں the pack. how will Humphrey, Kate, Lilly , Garth and the whole pack deal with this boy and how long befor they start a fight یا become friends?
so that's the new artical, now on the news with "Life with Wolves" i have not giving up on it i'm just on writers block and i've thought of all these other articals to write so im just taking a break don't think i'm giving up im not.
well that's basically it so im done, peace bro's and bra's
-Mack Wolf
Ok the new artical "Life with the Pack" is my سیکنڈ پرستار fic ever
it's about a week since Kate and Humphrey and Lill and Garth became mates and life is great tell they run in with a very odd 14 سال old boy who know's how to hunt, and after they meet, the 3 pack leader's: Winston, Eve, and Tony make a very odd questian for the boy to شامل میں the pack. how will Humphrey, Kate, Lilly , Garth and the whole pack deal with this boy and how long befor they start a fight یا become friends?
so that's the new artical, now on the news with "Life with Wolves" i have not giving up on it i'm just on writers block and i've thought of all these other articals to write so im just taking a break don't think i'm giving up im not.
well that's basically it so im done, peace bro's and bra's
-Mack Wolf
I saw blood stains on the floor, "Don't worry Kate all the criminals are already dead nothing can hurt آپ heheh.." I was shivering my head was pounding. But I had to get out I moved on.
I headed into one room and there was a large brass بیل with آگ کے, آگ wood under it. I studied the bull, "Aha! I know this torture device!" I smiled. I'll admit I was pretty proud of myself for knowing it. The brazen بیل is what it is called practically a "human cooker." I grabbed a tinderbox and lit the آگ کے, آگ wood. It got a little smokey around the room. I left the room and looked at the map.
"Pretty close to the exit!" I smiled and wagged my tail. "I can't wait til the pack hears about this!" I heard a deep growl coming from one of the rooms, I shouldn't have been so stupid to ignore it..