《The Blue Spider - Webs of Skies》 Prologue Prologue "Echoes of the First War" (The voice of a seasoned reporter, steady and somber, reads from a page. The words echo the burden of history, filled with the haunting memories of a war that never truly ended.) << Reporter (Narrating) >> << "Eighteen years ago, the skies above Astoria were torn apart by a conflict that would change the course of history. It was a time when nations lived in the shadow of a nuclear age, and the rules of war had shifted in ways that few could have predicted. Velkaria, a nation once a distant power in the East, rose with a terrifying new resolve. With its technological advancements, new leadership, and a burning desire to reclaim what it had lost, it set its sights on Astoria¡ªthe heart of a continent teetering between peace and instability." >> (The reporter pauses as if weighed down by the weight of the truth. The next words come slowly, deliberate.) << Reporter (Narrating) >> << "A world that had believed nuclear weapons were a relic of the past, a weapon too dangerous for any sane government to use, was quickly proven wrong. Velkaria did not hesitate. In the opening days of the war, their forces unleashed devastating nuclear strikes against key strategic targets in Astoria. Cities vanished in flashes of light, and entire regions were rendered uninhabitable by radiation. Astoria¡¯s military, caught off-guard and underprepared, was forced into a desperate fight for survival, knowing that every passing hour brought them closer to the point of no return." >> (A brief, tense silence fills the air as the reporter¡¯s voice grows colder.) << Reporter (Narrating) >> << "As the war unfolded, the world watched in horror. Astoria¡¯s military command quickly learned that there were no boundaries left in this new war. Velkaria¡¯s nuclear capabilities¡ªonce a fearsome threat¡ªwere soon matched by Astoria¡¯s retaliatory strikes, sending shockwaves across the globe. The skies above the battlefield became a deadly playground, with fighters darting between nuclear explosions and missile trails. It was no longer about winning. It was about who could survive the longest in the face of mutually assured destruction." >> (A moment of reflection passes, and the voice softens with the gravity of the statement.)The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings. << Reporter (Narrating) >> << "But even as the war dragged on and nations bled, the survivors kept fighting. the unknown mercenaries'' aces ¡ªa symbol of unwavering resolve¡ªstruck back with relentless precision, gaining ground and driving Velkaria¡¯s forces back. Yet for every victory, there was a loss. The war turned the skies into a graveyard, a reminder of the devastation unleashed by those weapons. When the final ceasefire was declared, the aftermath was a bitter one. Hundreds of thousands had died, cities lay in ruin, and a fragile peace was forged in the rubble." >> (A low, grave tone echoes through the words.) << Reporter (Narrating) >> << "The world had hoped that peace would last. But the scars of the first war never truly healed. Velkaria, though defeated, was never fully dismantled. Its wounds festered beneath the surface, and whispers of resurgence spread through the shadowed halls of power. The arms race continued. Nations rebuilt their arsenals, not out of hope for peace, but out of fear that the war was only paused, not ended." >> (The reporter¡¯s voice shifts, now filled with an ominous tone.) << Reporter (Narrating) >> << "Now, as the days slip into the present, those fears have become reality. Velkaria¡¯s forces are not just a shadow in the dark¡ªthey are real, and they are here again. Armed with even greater nuclear capabilities than before, they¡¯ve launched a new assault against Astoria and its allies. A new generation of weapons is already on the horizon¡ªmissile systems that can reach targets in seconds, bombers with enough payload to wipe entire cities off the map. And once again, nuclear warheads threaten to erase what little peace was left." >> (The voice becomes almost a whisper, the weight of history pressing down on every word.) << Reporter (Narrating) >> << "Astoria, having learned the bitter lessons of the past, is bracing for the inevitable. Once again, its military must rise to the challenge, but this time, the stakes are higher. The air is thick with tension, and the skies are once again filled with the fear of nuclear war. The weapons we thought we had put to rest have returned, and they are deadlier than ever. One wrong move and the whole world could be plunged back into the ashes of nuclear winter." >> (The words hang in the air, silent for a moment, before the reporter speaks one final line, with an urgent, almost pleading tone.) << Reporter (Narrating) >> << "The war that we thought was over is not gone. It is only waiting to consume us once again. And this time, there may be no peace left to fight for." >> Blue Day - 1 War of Webs Date: 14/2/2025 Time: 10:00 am Location - Gospel City, Astoria. AWACS STORMRULER "Velkaria has launched a coordinated airstrike. Gospel City is under attack. Enemy squadrons are already in the area, and their bombers are en route to hit key infrastructure. Our airbase, just outside the city, is also a target. If they get through, we lose more than just a foothold¡ªwe lose control of the entire defense network. Your objective is simple: intercept and destroy those bombers before they reach the city. Expect heavy resistance. Enemy fighter squadrons are providing escort, and intelligence suggests additional reinforcements are on standby. We still have functional anti-air defenses, but they won¡¯t hold forever. We need to act fast. The city is still evacuating civilians¡ªcollateral damage is not an option. Blue Spider Squadron, you¡¯ll be leading this operation. Blue Spider 1 & 2, we¡¯re counting on you. Scramble immediately. The fate of Gospel City is in your hands." Gospel City Airbase ¨C 1320 Hours The runway trembled under the roar of jet engines as the Su-37 Terminator rolled onto the tarmac, its sleek blue frame reflecting the overcast sky. The air was heavy with the scent of jet fuel, and the distant rumble of explosions echoed from the city beyond. <> <<¡°All units, this is Specter. Gospel City is under attack. Velkarian bombers are closing in, escorted by multiple squadrons. Our defense network is holding, but not for long. We need you in the air now.¡± >> The control tower¡¯s signal blared Alex''s helmet. << Tower Control >> << ¡°Blue Spider 1, you are cleared for takeoff. Good luck out there.¡± >> The Su-37¡¯s engines ignited, a sudden burst of power pushing the aircraft forward. The world blurred past the canopy as Alex accelerated down the runway. Over the radio, allied voices filled the airwaves¡ªpilots already engaged in battle. As his aircraft climbed, a second voice blasted through the comms¡ªlouder, faster, and not AWACS-approved. Blue Spider 2, Cinder Blue Parker. << Blue Spider 2 >> << ¡°¡ªaaaand there he is! Thought I was gonna have to fight this war alone for a second!¡± >> Her Rafale M shot up from the runway behind him, afterburners glowing as she caught up to the formation. Unlike Alex, who flew in silence, she was already running her mouth. << Blue Spider 2 >> << ¡°Come on, bro, I had a whole dramatic speech ready for this moment! Something like¡ª¡®The sky trembles as the Blue Spiders rise again!¡¯ But nooo, you just had to take off all serious, like some moody ace pilot.¡± >> << AWACS Stormruler >> << ¡°Blue Spider Squadron, form up and engage all hostile aircraft. Bombers are less than three minutes from their target.¡± >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << ¡°Copy that! Don¡¯t worry, AWACS, I¡¯ll keep my dear brother company. Wouldn¡¯t want him feeling lonely up here.¡± >> << AWACS Stormruler >> << ¡°Cut the chatter, Blue Spider 2! We¡¯ve got hostiles all over the city!¡± >> Cinder only laughed. << AWACS Stormruler >> << ¡°Blue Spiders, engage all targets. Show them why they fear us.¡± >> << Blue Spider 2 >> ¡°Alright, bro let¡¯s weave the sky into our web¡± She punched the throttle forward, her Rafale darting ahead into the chaos. Alex followed, his Su-37 breaking into the battlefield like a phantom in the storm
Mission Starts Blue Spider 1 flies to shoot down the enemy bombers as he sees it, also Blue Spider 2 is fighting the enemy fighters. << AWACS Stormruler >> << This is AWACS to Blue Spider, our city is been attacked by the Velkans, and the air-ground forces are in the middle of the evacuation I need you to shoot down the enemy bombers. >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << Understood!, This is Blue Spider 2 engage! >> << Astorian Pilot >> << Damn our city is in serious trouble now >> Blue Spider 1 evades the enemy missiles, he shoots down a group of F-4 phantoms that were shooting him, Alex manages to take them down and flies to the second round of enemy bombers. << Velkaria Pilot>> << Those aces are good enough, but not enough to take us down >> << Velkaria Bombers>> << Ok then and help us out! That plane is causing us trouble >> Blue Spider 1 uses special weapons and shoots down the enemy bombers and goes to a dogfight against the Su-27 that was protecting the bombers, Blue Spider 2 helps his brother back.If you spot this tale on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. << Allied ground forces >> << AWACS, we need air support to shoot down those choppers they are about to attack the civilians! >> << AWACS Stormruler >> <> << Blue Spider 2 >> << Oh no...Mom >> Blue Spider destroys the enemy choppers and also his UI alerts enemy missiles as he dodges them away, and manages to shoot down the enemy fighter which was an F-5E, Blue Spider 2 destroyed the other enemy choppers that were approaching the other side. << Blue Spider 2 >> << Enemy chopper down! >> << Allied ground forces >> << Thanks to those aces who came right on time >> << AWACS Stormruler >> << Alright, but still this is not over, Blue Spider squadron we have the last enemy bombers! >> << Astorian Pilot >> << Damn they are too many! >> Blue Spider flies to the enemy bombers. << Velkaria Bombers>> << There he comes! Escorts shoot it down that ace fighter! >> Blue Spiders 1 & 2 shoot down the last enemy bombers, also entering dogfight mode to shoot down the enemy fighters.
The skies over Gospel City were momentarily clear¡ªtoo clear. The thick trails of burning debris from the downed bombers faded into the clouds, and for a brief moment, silence took hold. Alex "Blue Spider 1" and Cinder "Blue Spider 2" flew in tight formation, their aircraft gliding through the sky like hunters watching for their next prey. Below them, the Astorian Air Force regrouped, pilots exchanging quick comms as they prepared to push back the remaining Velkarian squadrons. Everything seemed under control. Until it wasn¡¯t. A sudden, eerie static burst through the radio. Then came AWACS Stormruler¡¯s voice, sharp and uncertain. << AWACS Stormruler >> << ¡°¡­Wait. I¡¯m picking up¡ªhold on. Something¡¯s¡ª" >> A searing white light erupted from the clouds, followed by a shockwave that tore through the formation below. The sky flashed like a second sun, and before anyone could react, a massive explosion engulfed an entire squadron of Astorian aircraft. The radio exploded into chaos. << Astorian Pilot 1 >> << "What the hell was that?! Where did that come from?!" >> << Astorian Pilot 2 >> << "We¡¯ve lost Delta Squadron! They¡¯re gone¡ªcompletely wiped out!" >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << "Holy¡ªwas that a missile?! Stormruler, talk to me!" >> Then¡­ a new blip appeared on the radar. Something enormous. Emerging from the heavy cloud cover above, its shadow stretching across the battlefield, was a colossal Velkarian fortress aircraft. It was unlike anything seen before¡ªmassive, armored, bristling with cannons and missile bays. But most terrifying of all was the sight of its open silos, smoke trailing from a fresh launch. << AWACS Stormruler >> << "¡­Goddamn it. I didn¡¯t see it in time." >> Another blinding flash lit the sky as a second missile plunged into an Astorian command post below, triggering a massive mushrooming explosion. << Astorian Allied Forces >> << "We¡¯re hit! We¡¯re¡ª" (radio cuts off) >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << "Oh, shit. Alex¡­ what the hell are we supposed to do?! What about Mom!? >>
Mission Update The sky burned. Columns of black smoke spiraled upward from the ruins of Gospel City, the once-proud skyline now scarred by relentless missile strikes. The Velkarian fortress aircraft loomed high above, its ballistic payload reducing entire districts to rubble. << AWACS Stormruler >> << "Blue Spider Squadron, all remaining forces¡ªfall back to the return line. I repeat, disengage immediately!" >> Blue Spider 1 adjusted his heading, throttling toward the escape zone. But Cinder? She wasn¡¯t following. << Blue Spider 2 >> << "No! I can¡¯t just leave! My mom¡ªshe¡¯s still down there!" >> << AWACS Stormruler >> << "Blue Spider 2, this is an order! Gospel City is lost¡ªif you stay, you die!" >> Meanwhile the Velkanrians. << Velkarian Pilot 1 >> << "Hah! Look at them run! Astoria¡¯s so-called ¡®elite¡¯ can¡¯t even hold their own city!" >> << Velkarian Pilot 2 >> << "Tch. It¡¯s pathetic. They fold faster than paper¡ªcommand was right, they¡¯re nothing but relics from a war they already lost." >> << Velkarian Pilot 3 >> << "Let them run. Gospel City belongs to Velkaria now. Any stragglers? Shoot them down." >> Cinder feels worried but AWACS tries his best to save her by not risking her life. << Blue Spider 2 >> << "Then tell me, Stormruler¡ªwho¡¯s gonna save her if we run?!" >> << AWACS Stormruler >> << "Blue Spider 2¡­ if you stay, you¡¯re not saving her. You¡¯re just making her lose another child." >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << "¡­Damn it. Fine. I¡¯m pulling out...Sorry, Mom, I''ll promise to save you..." >> As they raced toward the return line, the city behind them burned¡ªand somewhere in that hell, May Parker Swan remained. Mission Complete. << Velkarian Ace Pilot >> << "The insects are gone. All squadrons, secure airspace and prepare for mop-up ops." >> << Velkarian Command >> << "Gospel City has fallen. The capital is next." >>
No cheers. No victorious remarks. Just the low hum of jet engines as the surviving Astorian pilots returned to base¡ªthose lucky enough to escape. Inside the briefing room, the atmosphere was suffocating. Officers stood in grim silence, eyes locked on the mission report displayed across the screen. Casualty lists scrolled endlessly. AWACS Stormruler took a deep breath before speaking. His voice was steady, but there was no mistaking the weight behind his words. << AWACS Stormruler >> "¡­Gospel City has fallen. The Velkarian military has established total air superiority over the region. Our forces suffered heavy losses, and our remaining squadrons have been forced to retreat." << Astorian Commanding Officer >> "This was supposed to be our stand¡­ and we lost. Velkaria will push deeper into Astorian territory, and if we don¡¯t stop them, our capital will be next." He exhaled sharply, scanning the room. "You all did what you could out there. But this war is far from over. Regroup, and rest if you can. We¡¯ll need every pilot ready for what¡¯s coming next." AWACS Stormruler turned to the remaining pilots. << AWACS Stormruler >> "Mission failed. But this war isn¡¯t over. Not yet." Stone Path - 2 Recovery''s web Date: 15/2/2025 Time: 14:30 pm Location - Saint Aurelius Cathedral, Gospel. AWACS STORMRULER "Listen up, Blue Spider Squadron. I know you¡¯re still reeling from Gospel City¡ªwe all are. But there¡¯s no time to dwell on what we¡¯ve lost. We need to focus on what¡¯s ahead. Our next target is an enemy-held base in the Hallowed Grounds. Once a sacred site, now a warzone. Velkaria turned those ancient shrines and memorials into staging grounds for their offensive. We¡¯re taking it back. This base isn¡¯t just a foothold¡ªit¡¯s a lifeline. It holds the supplies we need to keep fighting. Weapons, fuel, intel¡ªeverything that will carry us to the next battle. If we don¡¯t take it, we¡¯re dead in the water. Expect resistance. Velkarian forces won¡¯t give this place up without a fight. Their AA defenses are active, and their air support won¡¯t be far behind. But we¡¯ve been through worse. Blue Spider Squadron, you own the skies. Keep the heat off our ground forces while they move in. No heroics, no reckless moves¡ªstay sharp, cover each other, and get the job done." The runway vibrated beneath the roar of jet engines as the Su-37 Terminator taxied onto the tarmac, its sleek blue frame shimmering in the overcast sky. The air was thick with the scent of jet fuel. Meanwhile, Blue Spider 2 was already airborne, while Blue Spider 1 awaited authorization from the control tower. << Tower Control >> << ¡°Blue Spider 1, you are cleared for takeoff. Be careful out there.¡± >> The engines of the Su-37 roared to life, unleashing a surge of power that propelled the aircraft forward. As Alex sped down the runway, the world outside the cockpit blurred by. Over the radio, he could hear the voices of his fellow pilots, already engaged in combat. The aircraft climbed swiftly into the sky.
Mission starts Blue Spiders 1 & 2, are flying together, as the allied air forces follow them. << Blue Spider 2 >> << A-Alex, guess what our mother is alive she''s in one of the allied bases, I hope we can finish this and see her! >> << AWACS Stormruler >> << If you guys managed to take down this base, but for now. Blue Spider 1 engage! >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << Blue Spider 2, engage! >> Blue Spider 1 flies to the enemy ground forces and drops a Fuel-Air Explosive Bomb, he goes straight to the enemy base. While encountering enemies'' ground forces. << Velkaria ground force >> << The enemy spotted! alert the base that we have company! >> Blue Spider 1 shoots down the enemy choppers, and also evades the missiles from SAM ( Surface-to-air ), as he reaches the enemy base, Blue Spider 1 & 2 attack the base. << AWACS Stormruler >> << Blue Spider 1, destroy the enemy aircraft before letting them launch to air >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << Alright bro got you covered! >> << Velkaria Fighter >> << Shit, hurry up with the authorization! the enemy is coming! >> Blue Spider 1 throws a FAEB bomb on the enemy aircraft located in the runaway, later The Allied air forces raid the base until the enemy reinforcement comes to support. << Blue Spider 2 >> << Great now the other buddies came, how about if we kick their asses brother? >>If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. Blue Spider 1 flies in to shoot down the enemy reinforcements, while Blue Spider 2 supports him alongside the allied forces. It''s only a matter of time before the Blue Spider squadron takes down the enemy base and awaits the arrival of the allied helicopters to secure the area. << Warbat 1 >> << This is warbat to AWACS, we are about to land in the enemy base. >> << AWACS Stormuler >> << Understood, Blue Spider squadron patrol the base while our allied ground forces inform us >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << I hope our next mission won''t be this short, right big bro? >> Mission Complete The night air hums with the low growl of jet engines. Fires still smolder on the distant horizon¡ªghostly reminders of the battle just fought. The once-sacred land of Hallowed Grounds now belongs to Astoria, but victory feels hollow. << Cinder >> << "Alex, big bro. You are clear for landing. Winds at 10 knots, steady. Bring it home." >> His aircraft descends smoothly, but signs of battle remain¡ªscorch marks across the fuselage, an engine running roughly, and warning lights flickering on his console. Nevertheless, he maintains a steady approach. The landing gear locks into place. The airframe groans as he touches down, and the tires screech against the tarmac. Gradually, the aircraft comes to a stop, and Alex guides the plane to the new hangar. The canopy lifts, releasing steam from the overheated engines. Alex stays seated for a moment, staring straight ahead as the flight deck crew rushes in. The radio crackles, and without a word, Alex climbs down from the cockpit, his shadow stretching across the pavement beneath the base¡¯s floodlights.
AWACS Stormruler "Alright, listen up. Mission accomplished¡ªHallowed Grounds is ours. We took losses, but we got the job done. Velkaria turned this place into a fortress, and we ripped it right out of their hands. That¡¯s one more base they won¡¯t be using against us. We¡¯ve secured what we need to stay in the fight, but don¡¯t get comfortable. This war is far from over. Velkaria won¡¯t take this loss lightly, and they¡¯ll be coming for payback. So rest up. Refit. Reload. Because when the call comes, I expect every damn one of you to be ready to fly."

Military Refugee Camp ¨C Nightfall Dim floodlights cast long shadows over the camp, their flickering glow barely illuminating the weary faces of the displaced. Rows of military tents stretch into the darkness, filled with civilians stripped of their homes, their futures uncertain. Somewhere beyond the perimeter, the distant echoes of warplanes and artillery still linger¡ªa cruel reminder that peace is not yet within reach. Inside a modest tent, May Parker Swan sits on a worn cot, her hands tightly clasped together, knuckles white from tension. She has been waiting. Hoping. Dreading. Then¡ª [Camp Officer]: "Ma¡¯am, we have an incoming transmission. It¡¯s encrypted. Military frequency.¡± Her breath catches. For a brief, terrifying second, she hesitates. There¡¯s always a chance that what¡¯s waiting on the other end isn¡¯t her children¡¯s voices but a cold, detached officer delivering news she cannot bear to hear. She swallows hard, then nods. The officer hands her the radio. The screen flickers. A soft hum crackles through the speaker. And then¡ª [Blue Spider 2 ¨C Cinder Parker]: ¡°Mom? Can you hear me?¡± [May Parker Swan]: (A sharp inhale, almost not believing her ears) ¡°Cinder? Oh, my God¡­ Cinder, is that really you?¡± [Cinder Parker]: "Yeah, it¡¯s me." (A pause. Then, quieter.) "Alex is here too. We made it." May closes her eyes, a deep, shuddering breath escaping her lips. She grips the radio tighter, as if holding it closer could make their voices more real. Her heart, heavy with fear for so long, suddenly feels unbearably light¡ªso much so that it aches [May Parker Swan]: "You''re safe... You''re both safe..." (Her voice cracks, just a little.) "I thought¡ª"* [Cinder Parker]: (Softly, with unspoken understanding.) "I know, Mom. I know." A long silence. The only sound is the distant hum of the refugee camp¡ªthe shuffle of boots outside, the muffled voices of displaced families, and the low roar of fighter jets somewhere in the distance. The world hasn¡¯t stopped moving. The war hasn¡¯t stopped raging. But for this moment, time itself seems to pause. [May Parker Swan]: (Swallowing hard, regaining composure.) "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" [Cinder Parker]: (Forcing a chuckle, trying to sound strong.) "Just a little bruised pride. Nothing I can¡¯t walk off." [May Parker Swan]: (Softly.) "And Alex?" [Cinder Parker]: (A pause. Then, quieter.) "He¡¯s here." [May Parker Swan]: "He is watching you, does he?" [Cinder Parker]: (A small sigh.) "You know how he is." May nods, despite knowing they can¡¯t see her. Alex was always the quiet one. The careful one. The one who carried the weight of the world on his shoulders and never asked for help. [Cinder Parker]: (After a long pause.) "Mom... Gospel City is gone." [May Parker Swan]: (Quietly, almost to herself.) "I know." [Cinder Parker]: (Trying to change the subject, lighten the mood.) "AWACS told me you were here. Said you were with the refugees." [May Parker Swan]: "Yes. The military brought us in after the evacuation." (A small, bitter laugh.) "I suppose I should be grateful, but it doesn¡¯t feel like a rescue when you¡¯re leaving everything behind." [Cinder Parker]: (Softly.) "I know the feeling." [May Parker Swan]: (Firmly, motherly.) "Cinder... promise me you¡¯ll be careful. Both of you." [Cinder Parker]: (A beat of hesitation, then a quiet chuckle.) "No promises, Mom. But we¡¯ll try." [Cinder Parker]: "I have to go. We¡¯re prepping for the next mission." [May Parker Swan]: (Gently.) "I know." [Cinder Parker]: (Softer, like she doesn¡¯t want to say it.) "I love you, Mom." [May Parker Swan]: (Closing her eyes, whispering back.) "I love you too, sweetheart. Tell Alex I love him, too." A quiet beep. The connection cuts. The silence is deafening.
Divine waters - 3 Sacred Sea Date: 19/2/2025 Time: 11:40 pm Location - Portul Mihail. [AWACS Stormruler] "Alright, listen up. Velkaria¡¯s war machine is running on one thing¡ªoil. And we¡¯re about to cut off their supply." "Your target is Rig Alpha, a massive offshore oil extraction facility supplying Velkarian air and ground forces. This isn¡¯t just a fuel depot¡ªit¡¯s the heart of their logistics network. Destroying it will cripple their ability to sustain operations in the region." "This won¡¯t be easy. SAM sites, AA guns, and an escort fleet of warships and patrol enemy aircraft heavily defend the rig. Velkaria knows how critical this facility is, and they¡¯re prepared to die protecting it." "Blue Spider Squadron, your objective is simple: wipe that rig off the map. Your loadout includes anti-ship and ground-strike ordnance, so make every shot count. Target fuel storage tanks, drilling platforms, and command centers¡ªthe bigger the explosion, the better." "Expect resistance from enemy fighters¡ªSquadron Belial may be in the area. If they show up, be ready for a real fight." "This is our chance to turn the tide. Without fuel, their war machine grinds to a halt. We struck them, we hit them fast, and we leave nothing standing." "Blue Spider Squadron, get airborne. Let¡¯s set the sea on fire."
Mission Started Blue Spider squadron flies with the Astorian''s allied fighters. << AWACS Stormruler >> << Clear to engage >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << Blue Spider 2 engage >> Blue Spider 1 shoots down the enemy tanker transport and flies to the oil rig area. AWACS Stormruler << Velkarian Oil rig, at vector 301 >> Blue Spider 1 shoots the enemy oil rig defenses and throws one of the FAEB bombs on the platform, causing major damage and so he goes to shoot down the other platforms. << Velkarian Fighter >> << He is here, take down that insect >> Out of nowhere, a radio transmission from another station interrupts the mission. << Victor Petrescu, Velkarian Propaganda Broadcaster >> << Citizens of Velkaria, open your eyes! Today, I bring you the truth that Astoria¡¯s corrupt leaders and their lapdog media refuse to admit! >> Blue Spider 2 is hearing while fighting the enemy fighters. << Victor Petrescu, Velkarian Propaganda Broadcaster >> << And who suffers? Hardworking Velkarian men and women who fuel their war machine, their planes, and their cities! But no, Blue Spider doesn¡¯t care about that! They don¡¯t care about honor, they don¡¯t care about the innocent! All they care about is spreading chaos like the rabid animals they are >> Blue Spider 2 pouted hearing the false accusation. << Victor Petrescu, Velkarian Propaganda Broadcaster >> << Mark my words, people¡ªBlue Spider Squadron isn¡¯t fighting a war. They¡¯re criminals in stolen jets, and one day, Velkaria will swat them out of the sky like the pests they are! This is Victor Petrescu, bringing you the truth¡ªwhether Astoria likes it or not! >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << Great, now we have ourselves a criticism... >> << AWACS Stormruler >> << The best advice is to avoid them and not respond, remember some people in their cities don''t know about our situation. >> Blue Spider 1 shoots down the oil rig and flies to the next area which is in the fuel factory installation and he throws his last bombs, almost running out of ammo. Blue Spider 1 flies nearly to the ground and shoots down the fuel tank with his machine gun, then he flies up. << Astorian Fighter >> << That was an incredible flying! >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << At least we have fans here, right big bro? >> Blue Spider 1 dodges the SAM''s missiles, and one enemy aircraft chases him. At the same time, Blue Spider 2 helps her brother destroy the oil factory and later the Blue Spider squadron fights the remaining enemy airforces. << Astorian Allied Forces >> << Alright, it seems we destroyed their factory oil >>
The ocean below is ablaze. Smoke rises from the shattered remains of the Velkarian oil rig, its burning fuel turning the sea into a field of floating fire. Blue Spider Squadron and allied forces weave through the chaotic battlefield, their missile counters flashing dangerously low, their fuel reserves draining fast. Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions. << AWACS Stormruler >> << All units, we¡¯ve got multiple fast movers inbound from the northeast¡ªspeed, and formation match known enemy ace squadrons. Standby for ID¡­ >> << Astorian Allied Forces >> << Huh? >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << That doesn''t sound good.. >> << AWACS Stromruler >> << Shit. That¡¯s Squadron Belial. We¡¯ve got visual confirmation¡ªit¡¯s Lucifer¡¯s Warriors. >> << Allied Pilot >> << No way¡­ those are the devils from Gospel City! >> << Blue Spider 2 >> << We can¡¯t fight them like this! I¡¯m down to my last missile! >> Through the clouds, they descend like wraiths. Su-35s with blood-red insignias. An F-22 that cuts through the sky like a predator stalking its prey. Squadron Belial, Elite Air Superiority Squadron, "Lucifer¡¯s Warriors" They have arrived. << Belial 1 >> << I see the insects are still crawling in our skies. >> << Belial 2 >> << "They look tired. This will be quick. >>
Mission Update << AWACS Stormruler >> << All units, listen up! You¡¯re low on fuel and ammo¡ªyou are not engaging Squadron Belial. I repeat, RTB immediately! >> << Allied Pilot >> << We¡¯re just gonna let them chase us off?! >> << AWACS Stormruler >> << Unless you want to take on an ace squadron with guns and bad decisions, yes! Full throttle, break west, and don¡¯t look back! >> Engines roar as Blue Spider Squadron pulls away, afterburners blazing. << Blue Spider 2 >> << Big bro! Let''s get out of here, we don''t have enough ammo and fuel! >> << Allied Forces >> << Just don''t fight them, just retreat! >> The enemy gives chase for a moment¡ªthen stops. << Belial Two >> << That¡¯s right. Run, little insects. Run while you still can! >> << Belial One >> << They lived today. But they won¡¯t always be so lucky. >> The Blue Spider squadron with the allied force managed to escape the combat zone with the return line. The last thing Blue Spider 1 sees before vanishing into the clouds is the burning oil rig reflected in the enemy¡¯s cockpit glass¡ªan unspoken promise that this fight isn¡¯t over. Mission Complete
The sky is quiet now. The battle is over, but the weight of it lingers. The Blue Spider Squadron has made it out alive¡ªbarely. As the squadron approaches the airbase, the radio chatter dies down. One by one, pilots check-in, voices drained from exhaustion. << AWACS Stromruler >> << "Blue Spider Squadron, you¡¯re clear for landing. The tower is standing by. Welcome home. >> The distant hum of approaching aircraft cuts through the night air. From the edge of the airbase, standing just beyond the flight control tower, May Parker Swan watches as the squadron returns. One by one, the war machines descend, their frames bearing the scars of battle¡ªburnt metal, chipped paint, smoke trailing from overworked engines. Her heart clenches as she scans the landing jets, searching. Then, she sees it. A Su-37, gliding in low, its dark silhouette stark against the floodlit runway. It moves with precision, almost effortless, despite the battle it has just endured. The landing gear deploys, tires screeching as they meet the pavement. A drag chute unfurls behind it, slowing its momentum, the wind carrying its tattered fabric like a wounded flag. Her children are home. As the aircraft rolls toward the hangar, ground crews move in, guiding it forward with glowing batons. The canopy remains shut, its pilot still seated, silent as always. May exhales, pressing a hand to her chest, grounding herself in the reality of the moment. He made it. They both did. But she knows, just as they do¡ªthe war isn¡¯t over. After debriefing, May Parker takes their children to have dinner in a restaurant. The war doesn''t stop, not even for a meal, but for now, inside this small, dimly lit restaurant near the airbase, the world feels quieter. The scent of freshly cooked food lingers in the air¡ªsomething warm, something real, something untouched by the battlefield. The table is set for three. A flickering candle sits between them, casting soft shadows on their faces. Cinder leans back in her chair, arms crossed, while May Parker Swan watches both of her children from across the table. Alex, as always, remains silent, his expression unreadable. His eyes drift to the window, watching the neon lights outside blur against the night.
Cinder Parker: (picking at her plate, smirking slightly) You know, Mom, I think this is the first meal I¡¯ve had that wasn¡¯t out of a ration pack in weeks. I almost forgot what real food tastes like. May Parker Swan: (soft chuckle) Well, we¡¯ll see if you still think that after the first bite. Cinder Parker: (grinning) What, you don¡¯t trust military cooks? May Parker Swan: (raising an eyebrow) I trust my own cooking more.
Cinder makes a small but genuine sound. She glances at Alex, expecting some kind of reaction. Nothing. Just the same quiet, distant gaze. She sighs.
Cinder Parker (nudging Alex¡¯s shoulder slightly) Hey, big guy. You still with us, or are you having dinner with the ghosts of those fighters we downed today?
Alex doesn¡¯t look at her. Instead, his gaze lingers on a small TV mounted in the corner of the restaurant. A news broadcast. No sound, just footage of burning oil rigs and scattered debris floating in the ocean. A reminder. A consequence. May follows his eyes, sighing softly. She places her hand gently on the table, drawing Cinder¡¯s attention.
May Parker Swan: (calm, steady) War doesn¡¯t end just because you land your plane. Cinder Parker: (pausing, exhaling through her nose) Yeah¡­ tell me about it. May Parker Swan: (leaning slightly forward, voice firm but warm) But you can¡¯t let it take everything from you. You¡¯re still here. You¡¯re still breathing. And as long as that¡¯s true, you need to remember who you are.
Cinder looks away for a moment, then nods. May¡¯s gaze softens as she turns back to Alex. He hasn¡¯t moved, hasn¡¯t spoken. She reaches across the table, lightly tapping his hand
May Parker Swan: (gently) And you, Alex¡­ I know you feel it. I know you carry it, even if you don¡¯t say a word.
A long silence. Alex doesn¡¯t react at first. But after a moment, his fingers twitch slightly, as if acknowledging her words. May pulls back, offering a small, sad smile.
May Parker Swan (softly) "You¡¯re still my children. No matter how many medals they pin to your uniforms, no matter how many missions they send you on¡­ at the end of the day, you¡¯re still Alex and Cinder Parker. And you still have each other. Cinder Parker (smirking again, trying to lighten the mood) "Yeah, yeah, don¡¯t get all sentimental on us, Mom." (pauses, glancing at Alex) "But¡­ she¡¯s right. We¡¯ve got each other¡¯s backs. We always have.
Alex finally moves¡ªjust a slight tilt of his head, enough to show he¡¯s listening. The words linger between them, unspoken but understood. The food arrives. The conversation slows, but the weight of the night lingers. For now, though, it¡¯s just a mother and her children, sharing a meal. A moment of peace in a war that offers so little of it. Outside, beyond the walls of the restaurant, the war waits. But inside¡ªjust for now¡ªthey are home.