James walked slowly up the Flight Simulater ship, it was just like the ones you would see in the millitary but the limbs of the ships were missing and there were wires and ropes attached to it.

"Are you ready?" The Drill Intructor appeared out of the corner of the room carrying a pilot helmet, he tossed it to James.

James caught it."Now if anything goes wrong you shout." He informed, James nodded nervously and put on the helmet.
He reached up and lifted himself into the cockpit, this was all so real and new to James. The controls and buttons he had never seen before but had read in the manual, he wasen't sure if he could really do this.

"Yes sir" He said, gripping on to the flight stick.

All of the sudden there was a loud beep and he saw space, space with stars and planets around that he had never seen before etheir. James was amazed at this, but he kept his hands gripped tightly on the stick, he gazed out the side windows of the ship at this virtual deep space.

"Now you know what to do.." The Drill intructer said from somewhere to James right, he could not see him. The helmet was designed to show the pilot space and everything you should see once your really out there. James pressed some buttons nervously, he was worried somthing bad might happened if he pressed the wrong one; flight simulation or not.

There was a flash of light as a beam shot and nearly missed the ship to the left. The ship tilted slightly to the right and James quickly balanced it by pressing a few buttons and turning the stick, he was pretty good at this considering reading the manual about five hundred times ever week.

"Engage and attack, private" The drill instructor said in a formal voice.

James reared the ship to the right and caught site of the enemy, he picked up speed and was heading toward it while it shot missiles and all sorts at him, James contunied to swing to the left and right dodging the attacks. Once he was close enough he would launch a warhead at it, he pressed the engage button on the warhead but as he did so there was a flash of light before his left wing had exploded.

James smashed into the right window heavily, he was panting heavily. He pressed the red button and a missile shot from his ship and at the enemy, it hit directly and caused a large amount of light and a boom with it, he had flown in too close and the scraps and peices hit James's ship.

"Dammit!" He cried and a large piece hit his right wing and damanging it.

The ship flew off and starting spinning rapidly, James closed his eyes and gripped tightly on the flight stick. 'I can't do this!" he cried though gritted teeth as the ship sweered around and around, it felt like some type of roller choaster ride.

"That's enough" He heard the drilll intructer's voice, he opened his eyes and saw he was back in the room. "You will require more training." James stepped out of the cockpit, his hair stuck to his forehead by sweat and was still panting heavily. He turned and looked at the drill intructer before he said

"Come back next week when your ready, private" He said sternly, exaiming James's sweat. He turned on his heels(which was pretty impresive considering his Drill uniform) and marched off out of the door. James stood there for a momment, catching his breath.

"Dammit!" he repeated one more time, before turning himself and walking off back to the showers.

To be Contunied...
OOC: This is my first ever story so it would have many grammer and spelling mistakes.

"Okay, easy now," James placed both his hands on the stick, a single sweat was running down the side of his head.

Okay sure, he had been praticing, and yes, he had recived extra training from his stupid drill intructor. So why was he still sweaty and nervous? I have no idea. James did have more confidence now that he had been praticing endlessly, he had been pushing himself, trying to prove to the DI that he can do this proffesonally without his goddamn help.

James took in a few deep breaths and let them out slowly, he could feel the eagle eyes from his DI burning into the side of his head. He let go of the stick and pressed one of the buttons on the ship, he felt it start.

Still taking deep breathes he pressed another button, his helmet's visor was only clear enough for him to see the letters and symbols on the ship's control but it suddenly filled up with objects and head's up display. He turned his head slightly to look at the DI.

He said,"Okay, i'm ready." His voice cracking with a hint of fright mixed with nervousness.

A dark black mass dotted with bits of light was what James saw a few seconds later, if he didn't know he was in a simulation he would think he was dead. Space, it was big. James cocked his head so he could observe his surroundings more, there was a large planet a few- Hundred- Miles away to his left.

He didn't see anything else besides a few planets in the distance. The simulator randomly creates a diffrent simulation each time, so the pilot won't cheat or use the same one over and over again so he won't know any new taticals.

After scanning the deep space a few more times in silence, he heard a distance rumble of a machinary of some sort. James turned his head in the direction of the sound, another sweat poured down his head as he saw the enemy.

He reached down and pulled up a few switch and saw the enemy 'Lock and Load' he winced and said,"Oh shit" Before turning the fighter to face the enemy ship.

After a few quick flicks of buttons and switches, he finally turned his frown upside down and into a wide smile- the enemy was stupid this time- James bent down with a smile on and pressed a rather large button. The fighter jerked only slightly as a Missile shaped object shot form it and at the enemy only a few miles ago.

There was a quick flash as peices and durbree flew in all directions, James was smarter this time and quickly flew back a bit to avoid the flying burning peices.

"Eat sh*t!" James laughed as his surroundings lightned and the simulation room appeared with the DI grinning up at him.

The DI said,"Good job, you finally made it." He acutally sounded human.

James jumped down from the SIM and grabbed a clean towel waiting for him on one of the tables, he wipped his foward which was drenched with sweat- incuding his uniform- and tossed it in the bag close by.

After his first mission..

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Sitting down on the large fluffy red couch in the lounge with a groan of exuastion, James closed his eyes. He had killed his first enemy, then the second, then the third. It was a exciting and amazing experience for him, especially the part where they blow up. But yet, he had not experienced the thrill of almost being killed.

Once he had returned to base, eating a few ration packs on the way. James had slowly moved to the lounge after a long first day, he was tired and exuasted and could barley move at all. Though it was fun and exciting at first, James quickly realised that you can also get tired from being out in space all day trying to survive.

James was satsified with what he had done on the mission, he did what he was souppose to do, and did it good. And he deserves to sit here all day on this couch and sleep! And no one, no where can stop him. Well, maybe the Commander. He was close to drifting off the sleep when there was heavy footsteps approaching.

"Mr Sanders, I presume?" A low voice replied, James opened his eyes to see a Navy Officer, all dressed in his fancy uniform.

"Yes," James replied shortly, he had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach about why this Officer was here. Did he do anything wrong? Not sure.

"I have terrible news, you are the only person related to Mark Rodgers that we could fine," The well dressed officer replied. He showed no signs of sadness or pity when he said that.

This took a few seconds to proccess though James's mind before he realized what he just said, "What happened to Mark?" He asked urgently with sudden alertness, he was desprete to find out what happened to his only friend in the navy.

The officer shook his head and said, "He was killed on his first mission, he died with honor though." He paused a second for James to take it all in,"He crashed into the enemy base, apparently a sucide attempt that suceeded."


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Adding more later...