Family Ties [Part 28]
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hellzabethTitle: Family Ties
Characters (in this chapter): China, N.Korea, Australia, New Zealand and Mexico
Rating: 12
Warnings: Really kind of huge descriptions, the fact that I am scared of N.K in real life for good reason.
Summary: Uh, I need to be banned from the kink meme or monsters like this happen? Essentially, Scotland leaves the UK, which gives Northern Ireland an excuse to up and out as well, which leaves England and Wales all alone. Oh yeah, and this somehow leads to World War Three.
North Korea was pacing again. Back and forth across the deck, a quiet smile hiding the emptiness behind her eyes. Her hair was cropped short in a military cut, save for that one long piece that extended from under her cap and twisted in impossible ways. Every now and then she would check a monitor over someone's shoulder, giggle and then go back to pacing.
China was caught between allowing himself a moment of melancholy at how far his little sister had fallen, or just sighing at her compulsions. Finally, he placed a hand on the other Nation's shoulder. "Chun Hei, please will you stand still, aru?" he asked wearily. Flat brown eyes looked up at him, the expression supposed to be admiration.
"If Yao-hyung says so." she chirped happily, sitting down in one of the chairs of the ship's command deck like an obedient puppy, though she was anything but.
Why was China always surrounded by loose canons?
"I'm surprised you're out here and not trying to kill your brother again, aru." China commented mildly. North Korea rolled her eyes.
"I don't have time to waste on him. Besides," she looked so happy when she smiled, so much like her southern brother, but not quite. Like a glass, that smile was fragile and empty. "I get to be here with Yao-hyung, who is my only real brother."
"Captain!" called one of the crewmen. North Korea perked up. "We're picking up some disturbances from below on the radar, permission to fire?"
China folded his arms and narrowed his eyes.
Chun Hei grinned. "Fire at will."
----
The sky was covered in clouds, making visibility difficult. Good, that was exactly what they wanted. The harder they were to spot from the water the better. No point having radar scramblers all specially developed for the occasion if they were just going to be seen by the bare eye.
"This is Golden Eagle, reporting in from the east." came a crackle over the headset. "And coming over from the West, which makes this much more confusing than it should be."
"This is Emu and Kiwi, we copy, over." grinned Australia as his sister sighed in frustration. The edges of Japan's islands came into view on his mapping software, though their problem was a little further out to sea.
"Our codenames are obvious." she grumbled. "Anyone who finds this frequency is going to know anyway."
"North Korea tapped our satellites, not our radio." Australia defended, having been the one to think them up. "She probably thinks we wouldn't use it in this day and age."
"I'm nearly at Pincer Point A, where are you guys?" asked Mexico's voice, cutting over the bickering.
"Just pulling the hook now, give me ten minutes." New Zealand said, the roar of the engines in the background speeding up.
"Hey, woah there sis, save enough fuel to get back." Brooke chuckled. "And I'm coming in from south with my boys. Though they're not all boys and I probably shouldn't call them that."
"Or we'll hit you." Mexico assured him, with an agreeing sound from New Zealand.
"Yes ma'am." he rolled his shoulders to loosen them. He was jittery with excitement; it'd been years since the last war he'd been involved in. Yet here he was, sitting in one of his new Hornets, leading an important first strike against the enemy, saving Kiku from being completely conquered by his own family. England would have to be proud of him now. "Target in sight."
"Copy that."
"Roger. Prepare for dive." Mexico then switched to Spanish to order her other pilots to do the same. Everyone was tense and ready, thumbs poised over the bomb deployment button. Coming in as close as they dared, all it took was for Mexico to shout "NOW!" and chaos reigned.
Australia went into a straight drop dive out of the clouds, spinning for effect and intimidation and to make himself harder to hit. It seemed the scramblers had worked, sending their radar placement signals to appear to be from under the water, because the enemy ships were shooting uselessly into the water below. He wondered briefly just how many swear words China would mutter once he saw the hundreds of planes swooping down from the sky to blow his miles of boats to little bits.
"Eat this!" he crowed, emptying three rockets at one of the ships, blowing up the navigation pit, the hull and missing with one to throw up the water next to them. He could hear New Zealand shouting something with glee, and the longer he listened to it and the replies she received from her squad the more it sounded like a haka.
The blockade recovered surprisingly quickly, though that might have been because every information scrambling ship was either accompanied by a battleship or was well equipped itself. Brooke swore as some gunner got a lucky shot in and downed one of his pilots to the left. Justice was served as a Mexican bomber swooped down and sent every soul on that ship to their rightful places.
There were a few more ships than predicted. Actually, there were nearly twice the amount, but considering how good North Korea was getting at encrypting their information, Australia still felt a surge of pride for one of his people being the ones to crack it.
"Fuck!" Katherine shouted over the headset, and Australia saw his sister pull her plane up at the last minute to avoid a rocket- how long had they had rockets?! Unfortunately, the projectile was target seeking, and followed her Tornado as she tried to pull up. Higher and higher, twisting backwards and pulling sudden dives to throw the missile off course, but each time it caught up with her. It was all Australia could do to keep flying and avoid the other planes.
Then New Zealand turned the wrong way.
The plane was engulfed in fire and smoke before Australia even had a chance to yell at his sister. The fireball carried on through the air for a little longer, before spiraling into a steep dive, hitting the ocean with an almighty crash.
"Kat!"
"Brooke, eyes forward!" Mexico barked in his ear, and the other Nation turned his fighter sharply to the side to avoid the burning wreckage of a ship. "Mi Dios, you'll kill yourself if you're not careful!"
"But- Kat!" Australia was gripping the controls far too hard. His hands were shaking.
"She's fine, she ejected, I have her signal on here." Mexico assured, and there was the sound of an explosion in the background. One of Mexico's pilots plummeted out of the sky. "We'll come back for her later. Let's finish this."
The rest of the battle went in a haze of red for Australia, as he took out every single rocket-loaded ship just in case they were the ones that had nearly killed his sister. Even as the blockade started to retreat, he kept firing, fully intent on chasing them all the way back to Korea and China himself.
"Brooke, check your fuel."
Barely enough to get back on, but just a few more--
"Australia!" Mexico shouted, breaking him out of it. With a muffled curse, the younger Nation pulled a U-turn in the air, jetting back to home.
---
New Zealand blinked up at the patchwork of blue and white in the sky. Her ejector seat rocked on the ocean waves. She blinked again. Must have fainted from the change in air pressure. In the distance, half of the planes that had come to battle flew back towards home. Good, they didn't need to waste time and fuel picking her up yet. That would come later. Besides, she had the survival pack attached to her chair, just under her seat...
... why couldn't she feel her legs?
Notes:
- Australia's plane. It's kind of kick ass. Just assume he's got an updated version for the 2021 war.
- New Zealand's plane. Is actually from the RAF, but assume that England let her develop her own model. This is mainly because the current NZAF doesn't, uh, have any fighter jets. Just a lot of helicopters.
- Mexico's plane. Nicked from America, but it is used in the MAF today.
- I would totally link you stuff on the North Korean navy but there is literally no modern information or pictures of it on wikipedia and North Korea kind of terrifies me in the first place so just... use your imaginations.
- This fight takes place a few hundred miles off the coast of Japan and all the way down to the end of it as well. The main priority was to remove obstructions to getting re-enforcements to Japan to help with the fight that's going to be in the next chapter.
- Golden Eagle, Emu and Kiwi are the national birds of Mexico, Australia and New Zealand respectively.
- Haka - You remember that video of the rugby players I links a few pages back? That is a haka. They're scary awesome. Used to prepare for battle and raise people's spirits, there are also celebration hakas, mourning hakas and happy hakas. Personally I think they're ultra badass.
Part 29
Characters (in this chapter): China, N.Korea, Australia, New Zealand and Mexico
Rating: 12
Warnings: Really kind of huge descriptions, the fact that I am scared of N.K in real life for good reason.
Summary: Uh, I need to be banned from the kink meme or monsters like this happen? Essentially, Scotland leaves the UK, which gives Northern Ireland an excuse to up and out as well, which leaves England and Wales all alone. Oh yeah, and this somehow leads to World War Three.
North Korea was pacing again. Back and forth across the deck, a quiet smile hiding the emptiness behind her eyes. Her hair was cropped short in a military cut, save for that one long piece that extended from under her cap and twisted in impossible ways. Every now and then she would check a monitor over someone's shoulder, giggle and then go back to pacing.
China was caught between allowing himself a moment of melancholy at how far his little sister had fallen, or just sighing at her compulsions. Finally, he placed a hand on the other Nation's shoulder. "Chun Hei, please will you stand still, aru?" he asked wearily. Flat brown eyes looked up at him, the expression supposed to be admiration.
"If Yao-hyung says so." she chirped happily, sitting down in one of the chairs of the ship's command deck like an obedient puppy, though she was anything but.
Why was China always surrounded by loose canons?
"I'm surprised you're out here and not trying to kill your brother again, aru." China commented mildly. North Korea rolled her eyes.
"I don't have time to waste on him. Besides," she looked so happy when she smiled, so much like her southern brother, but not quite. Like a glass, that smile was fragile and empty. "I get to be here with Yao-hyung, who is my only real brother."
"Captain!" called one of the crewmen. North Korea perked up. "We're picking up some disturbances from below on the radar, permission to fire?"
China folded his arms and narrowed his eyes.
Chun Hei grinned. "Fire at will."
----
The sky was covered in clouds, making visibility difficult. Good, that was exactly what they wanted. The harder they were to spot from the water the better. No point having radar scramblers all specially developed for the occasion if they were just going to be seen by the bare eye.
"This is Golden Eagle, reporting in from the east." came a crackle over the headset. "And coming over from the West, which makes this much more confusing than it should be."
"This is Emu and Kiwi, we copy, over." grinned Australia as his sister sighed in frustration. The edges of Japan's islands came into view on his mapping software, though their problem was a little further out to sea.
"Our codenames are obvious." she grumbled. "Anyone who finds this frequency is going to know anyway."
"North Korea tapped our satellites, not our radio." Australia defended, having been the one to think them up. "She probably thinks we wouldn't use it in this day and age."
"I'm nearly at Pincer Point A, where are you guys?" asked Mexico's voice, cutting over the bickering.
"Just pulling the hook now, give me ten minutes." New Zealand said, the roar of the engines in the background speeding up.
"Hey, woah there sis, save enough fuel to get back." Brooke chuckled. "And I'm coming in from south with my boys. Though they're not all boys and I probably shouldn't call them that."
"Or we'll hit you." Mexico assured him, with an agreeing sound from New Zealand.
"Yes ma'am." he rolled his shoulders to loosen them. He was jittery with excitement; it'd been years since the last war he'd been involved in. Yet here he was, sitting in one of his new Hornets, leading an important first strike against the enemy, saving Kiku from being completely conquered by his own family. England would have to be proud of him now. "Target in sight."
"Copy that."
"Roger. Prepare for dive." Mexico then switched to Spanish to order her other pilots to do the same. Everyone was tense and ready, thumbs poised over the bomb deployment button. Coming in as close as they dared, all it took was for Mexico to shout "NOW!" and chaos reigned.
Australia went into a straight drop dive out of the clouds, spinning for effect and intimidation and to make himself harder to hit. It seemed the scramblers had worked, sending their radar placement signals to appear to be from under the water, because the enemy ships were shooting uselessly into the water below. He wondered briefly just how many swear words China would mutter once he saw the hundreds of planes swooping down from the sky to blow his miles of boats to little bits.
"Eat this!" he crowed, emptying three rockets at one of the ships, blowing up the navigation pit, the hull and missing with one to throw up the water next to them. He could hear New Zealand shouting something with glee, and the longer he listened to it and the replies she received from her squad the more it sounded like a haka.
The blockade recovered surprisingly quickly, though that might have been because every information scrambling ship was either accompanied by a battleship or was well equipped itself. Brooke swore as some gunner got a lucky shot in and downed one of his pilots to the left. Justice was served as a Mexican bomber swooped down and sent every soul on that ship to their rightful places.
There were a few more ships than predicted. Actually, there were nearly twice the amount, but considering how good North Korea was getting at encrypting their information, Australia still felt a surge of pride for one of his people being the ones to crack it.
"Fuck!" Katherine shouted over the headset, and Australia saw his sister pull her plane up at the last minute to avoid a rocket- how long had they had rockets?! Unfortunately, the projectile was target seeking, and followed her Tornado as she tried to pull up. Higher and higher, twisting backwards and pulling sudden dives to throw the missile off course, but each time it caught up with her. It was all Australia could do to keep flying and avoid the other planes.
Then New Zealand turned the wrong way.
The plane was engulfed in fire and smoke before Australia even had a chance to yell at his sister. The fireball carried on through the air for a little longer, before spiraling into a steep dive, hitting the ocean with an almighty crash.
"Kat!"
"Brooke, eyes forward!" Mexico barked in his ear, and the other Nation turned his fighter sharply to the side to avoid the burning wreckage of a ship. "Mi Dios, you'll kill yourself if you're not careful!"
"But- Kat!" Australia was gripping the controls far too hard. His hands were shaking.
"She's fine, she ejected, I have her signal on here." Mexico assured, and there was the sound of an explosion in the background. One of Mexico's pilots plummeted out of the sky. "We'll come back for her later. Let's finish this."
The rest of the battle went in a haze of red for Australia, as he took out every single rocket-loaded ship just in case they were the ones that had nearly killed his sister. Even as the blockade started to retreat, he kept firing, fully intent on chasing them all the way back to Korea and China himself.
"Brooke, check your fuel."
Barely enough to get back on, but just a few more--
"Australia!" Mexico shouted, breaking him out of it. With a muffled curse, the younger Nation pulled a U-turn in the air, jetting back to home.
---
New Zealand blinked up at the patchwork of blue and white in the sky. Her ejector seat rocked on the ocean waves. She blinked again. Must have fainted from the change in air pressure. In the distance, half of the planes that had come to battle flew back towards home. Good, they didn't need to waste time and fuel picking her up yet. That would come later. Besides, she had the survival pack attached to her chair, just under her seat...
... why couldn't she feel her legs?
Notes:
- Australia's plane. It's kind of kick ass. Just assume he's got an updated version for the 2021 war.
- New Zealand's plane. Is actually from the RAF, but assume that England let her develop her own model. This is mainly because the current NZAF doesn't, uh, have any fighter jets. Just a lot of helicopters.
- Mexico's plane. Nicked from America, but it is used in the MAF today.
- I would totally link you stuff on the North Korean navy but there is literally no modern information or pictures of it on wikipedia and North Korea kind of terrifies me in the first place so just... use your imaginations.
- This fight takes place a few hundred miles off the coast of Japan and all the way down to the end of it as well. The main priority was to remove obstructions to getting re-enforcements to Japan to help with the fight that's going to be in the next chapter.
- Golden Eagle, Emu and Kiwi are the national birds of Mexico, Australia and New Zealand respectively.
- Haka - You remember that video of the rugby players I links a few pages back? That is a haka. They're scary awesome. Used to prepare for battle and raise people's spirits, there are also celebration hakas, mourning hakas and happy hakas. Personally I think they're ultra badass.
Part 29
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I have failed you all now :<
Date: 2010-03-29 09:26 am (UTC)... that sounds kinda ridiculous, doesn't it? B-but I think you know what I mean. >o<;; I love flying and I'd LOVE to actually pilot a plane myself but I get all panicky when I'm actually up there. Or well, mostly I panic at the take off, then I usually calm down as long as it doesn't get too bumpy. I actually fly a lot because my parents love travelling and take me to places a lot so I'm not THAT scared. (Ironically I also love the take off and the landing the most, even though they are also what frightens me the most. So I just staaare out of the window all 8DDD and DDDD< at the same time.)
Hehe~ I thought so. :33 And alrighty. *makes adjustments* And nah, it was pretty clear, I'm just such a nitpick that I have to make everything certain. |D;; *takes this so seriously ahem* Btw, I think I asked this already but have the WDF invaded anything yet?
... I'm stupidly happy that I get to colour Tajikistan in a different colour than the other Central Asians. I-it looks cooler when there are lots of colours on the map. >__>;; You know, makes you feel like there is a lot going on and it's not just major lines. And gdi, automatic spell check, stop complaining about my Us, I can spell colour with one if I want.
I-I'm so confused. The world no longer makes sense. ... hold me. ;o;
Date: 2010-03-29 01:36 pm (UTC)It's a good thing I have you to nitpick for me because I would never catch all these little things otherwise. Nope, no invasions on the WDF's part. Yet.
Eeeee pretty colours~ I just ignore my spellchecker most of the time unless I'm actually unsure of how I spelled a word.