Spitfire Paddy/WW2

Written by Matthew Sinn A.K.A Sinbad the Mountain

Spitfire Paddy/Origins Pt. 1

My name is Brendan (Paddy) Finucane. Better known as Spitfire Paddy. Who was a 21 year old Irish WW2 fighter pilot. Who was serving within the British Air Force. Who almost lost my life one day while flying in the skies of France. When I was unexpected rescued by a strange American name Metal Cowboy. Who not only went on a short wild adventure with him. But also never forget what he had done for me. With no idea on what was coming next. For it was three months later. I was flying along a group of fellow fighter pilots. Heading towards an enemy position. Who were doing well. When we spotted something ahead. That wasn’t the Germans. But somebody else instead. For flying ahead of us were these strange looking fighter planes. That were pure black like coal, had white skulls painted on their wings and armed with machine guns. With no idea who they are. But ready for a fight.

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Spitfire Paddy/Origins Pt. 2

Flying forward I quickly radio to my fellow pilots. Who’s that ahead of us? One of them reply. No idea. As the strangers in the sky suddenly opened fire. Causing us to quickly scatter and begin shooting back. With their planes flying fast an also firing four machine guns instead of two. Who were knocking each of us down. As I shot many of them down as well. Who was doing well. Until my plane was quickly hit by some sort of blue goop. That caused me to crash. Yet somehow survive. With the fighter plane barely having damage. I climbed out an saw the mystery pilots land nearby. Who knew this was bad and began to run. Fleeing towards a tree while armed with a simple pistol. I ducked behind a tree an looked at our attackers. That were wearing red bandana’s over their mouths, black jackets, light brown pants and black shirts with a skull an cross bones. While wielding strange looking pistols. Who’ve never scene such men before. As one of them saw me an shouted. There he is! Causing me to run for my life.

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Spitfire Paddy/Origins Pt. 3

Fleeing through the tree line. While being chased by the strange men. That were shooting these strange small sharp pointed objects. Who already knew they weren’t bullets. But something else. With one of them nailing my left arm. That cause me to speak. Ouch! Who quickly felt my vision becoming blurry. That quickly made me speak. Oh....no. Before passing out an later waking up onboard a moving flying plane. Along with four other prisoners. With me looking from my seat an whispering. What....happen? The 33 year old British pilot whisper. We’ve all been captured. By who call themselves; Sky Pirates. I didn’t like the sound of this and asked. Any idea where we’re going? He reply. Not the slightest bit. While also noticing no parachutes anywhere nearby. Forcing us to sit there. With no clue of what to do.

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Spitfire Paddy/Origins Pt. 4

Travelling for hours. We sat there within the back of the large plane. With no idea where we’re going. Until one of the armed sky pirates spoke. “We’ve arrived”. With me curiously asking. Where? He spoke. Our stronghold. Nobody liked the sound of this. As he allowed us a peak through the pilots window. Who all saw something that mad me speak. Holy.....cow. For sitting right in front of us was this giant-size dark color spaceship. About twice the size of a normal battleship. It was long with four half circles on both sides. With a huge skull face on the front. We couldn’t believe this. As we soon landed inside the large hangar. Before they walked us out an started waling us somewhere unknown.

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Spitfire Paddy/Head of the Clouds

We were brought to this large office. By eight armed guards wielding rifles. Where a giant window was covered by a massive dark grey curtain. With many photos hanging on the right sided wall. Who faced this 30 year old man, standing at 5′7, dress in a dark fancy uniform. Who faced us an spoke. Greetings prisoners. My name is Captain Storm Wing. Leader of the Sky Pirates. Facing him I asked. Why did you attack us? He spoke. You see....I’m a man. Who takes whatever I want. Including those, that shall be force. To serve in my crew. None of us liked this. As he gave his orders. Take them to the hangar bay. An set them to work. Who were quickly walked out by the armed guards.

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Spitfire Paddy/Workshop

After being walked down the metal hallways for a while. We were eventually taken to the spaceship’s hangar garage. Where many planes were being fixed an repaired. With one of our enemies armed guards speaking. This is where you’ll work, every day. Facing them one of my fellow pilots replied. You can’t be serious. For we’ve been mechanics before. Hearing this made the guard mad and punched him with their left fist. Who then spoke. Less talk, more work. Who wanted to hit them back so badly. But couldn’t take the risk of the other guard. Shooting me where I stand. Including the rest of us. Who were force to do what they said. While also finding the manual as well. Which made things a lot easier. With me quietly thinking to myself. An also being closely watched by the two guards nearby. How are we going to get out of here? Yet alone alive?

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Spitfire Paddy/Lunch Talk

After working for hours. We were finally able to have ourselves some lunch within the cafeteria. Where they were serving some sort of oatmeal and milk. Who all sat together, while heavily surrounded by enemy troops. With me whispering to the men. Listen. I’ve got a possible plan. To bust us out of here. Curious one of them asked. Should we really be talking about it now? I was about to reply. When one of the guys at one of the other tables close by, standing at 5′7, short blond hair and brown color eyes. While dress in the same uniform as the others. Suddenly got up an asked me. What are you whispering? I lied an told him. Nothing. He didn’t seem to convinced. As he now spoke. Oh really? As he grabbed my glass of milk and then poured it onto my head. Who then asked. What about now? I was now standing up and speaking to his face. I was just telling the guys here. How ugly your mom must be. This made the man snap as he threw a fast left punch. That I dodged an quickly fought back. While also creating a show.

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Spitfire Paddy/Food Fight

Dodging his fists that were swung at me. I punched the guy a couple of times and doing well. Until six other decided to join me an make this an unfair fight. With me now struggling to avoid their attacks. While also unsure how I’m going to win this fight. When Henry quickly joined in and lend me a hand. Who took down two of them before we handled the rest together. Beating each one of them up like a team. Who kept going until they were all beaten and quickly arrested by the guards. Who punished us by forcing us to eat small rations for two whole weeks. Yet....it was well worth it. To teach them to mind their own business. But also stopped them from ruining my plan. That will get us out of here.

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Spitfire Paddy/Friend

After our little fight within the cafeteria. It was later that Henry joined me near the back end of the plane. Where we were doing some cleaning. With me speaking to him. Thanks for watching my back. Henry reply. No problem Spitfire. Who then looked around an quietly asked me. Do you really have a plan. To get us out of here? He heard me reply in my whispering voice. I do. But to pull it off. We’re going to need a few things. An will also need a good co-pilot. Henry now whispered while smiling. I’m in. An would be glad to call you friend. I was happy to hear this. Yet knew pulling this off was going to be difficult. As I began whispering my plan. While still cleaning the plane together. Knowing if this works. We’ll be free as birds in the sky. If they don’t shoot us down first.

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Spitfire Paddy/The Plan

About four weeks had gone by. Who were still being force to repair the Sky Pirates fighter planes. Yet way better at it then before. While also taking apart planes that were destroyed by them as well. Who stood there with one of my fellow prisoners and spoke. While also holding a wrench in my left hand. I’ve grown tired of this. For we’ve got to do something. Otherwise we’ll be here forever. One of our fellow fighter pilots reply. Like what? We’re trap onboard a flying fortress. Full of armed Sky Pirates. With no way to escape without a parachute. Yet alone the risk of getting shot out of the sky. I replied. That’s where your wrong. For Henry an I have a plan. To get us out of here. Growing curious he asked while whispering. How? I told them. If we can somehow fix three of these planes. An get at least one of us to escape. We could come back with help. An bring down these Sky Pirates. Facing me one of the other guys whispered. That’s crazy Brendan. For nobodies ever escaped from here. I now whisper back. Well that’s going to change. So tell me. Are you guys with me? They carefully thought it over an replied. We’re in. I was glad to hear it. As we got to work at once.

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Spitfire Paddy/Fly Free

Secretly gathering parts and tools, needed for our bold escape plan. Henry and I manage to fix my old fighter plane. Including two others as well. But also made some improvements. With me looking at my co-pilot while smiling. For the planes were finally ready. As Henry spoke with a smile. Well Brendan. We’ve done it. I reply. We sure did. Who quickly climbed in and started the engine up. With the Sky Pirates noticing this. As I began flying us forward, while Henry used the mounted machine gun within the back to start shooting at the nearby guards. Who quickly fled for cover. While also providing protection for the others. That were fleeing to their planes. With me driving us forward while hearing the alarm going off. Yet I kept going forward while noticing the guards shooting at the others. Who’s planes were quickly damaged an forced them to crash. Sadly preventing them from escaping an quickly captured as well. Forcing us to leave them behind. As we soon flew out of the hangar and soon took off. Flying straight into the air while hearing a loud alarm. Who already knew this was about to get ugly.

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Spitfire Paddy/Raining Bullets

Flying through unknown skies. We could see nine sky pirate fighter planes flying after us. With Henry quickly shooting at them, while I began dodging. Making sure they didn’t shoot us down. While also firing back. With the both of us managing to takeout six of them. With the last four dodging an manage to wound Henry’s right arm. Who cried out in pain. Ah....! I’ve been hit! Hearing this I quickly spoke. Hold on tight. For I’m hitting the button. Henry held on as I pressed the large blue button. That made us break the sound barrier. While also making a wonderful escape.

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