WARNING BEFORE YOU START READING: This is a story that is, essentially, a story about the writer, me, "hooking up" with IF and Compa from Hyperdimension Neptunia. It WILL include sexually explicit content, if you do not wish to read these materials...
-"Unknown aircraft, in the event you can hear us, we are going to perform a controlled landing. Follow the drone, it will lead you to the runway." he said.
-"Setting the drone to autopilot." Another operator said.
-"Now we wait." I said to Compa.
-"I hope it's nothing serious." she said.
-"Yeah...me too."
Everyone in the room was now looking at the mainframe and every other planned flight was put on hold. We needed every airstrip we could get right now.
Logan P.O.V.
-"Unknown aircraft you have entered Planeptunian airspace. If you can hear me, please respond, over." I received.
Damn, my transponder is broken. The receiver is operational, but I can't transmit. I tried anyway to show some sign of response.
-"I hear you command, over." I said, knowing that all they'd hear is static.
There was a brief pause before I heard something again.
-"Unknown aircraft, in the event you can hear us, we are going to perform a controlled landing. Follow the drone, it will lead you to the runway." Command said.
Drone? I didn't see a drone anywhere. Just as I finished that thought, wouldn't ya know it, a drone flies in front of the cockpit and shows the way. I comply and follow it for another 2 hours before even seeing the runway! This is when things start to get complicated. I can already see fire trucks and military ready to act if anything goes wrong. I try to ignore that and focus on the runway.
-"Pilot, you are not to exit the aircraft until given the word." An operator told me.
-"Roger that command." I said, still knowing the futility.
I lined up with the runway as best I could and landed ever so softly. I let out the braking parachute and turned on the wheel brakes. Eventually, I came to a halt around the middle mark of the runway. Now was the time to make my "first impression". I turned off the engines and waited. Through the windshield, I could see military surrounding the plane. Their formation is lousy. I heard someone talking over a megaphone.
-"Anyone and everyone on board, step out now!" I heard a female voice say.
-"Better not screw it up now, especially in front of a lady." I said.
I stepped out of the cockpit and now stood in front of the plug door on the side of the plane. I disengaged the locks and pulled down the stair lever. Pressurized oxygen leaked out of the cracks, obstructing my view temporarily. Once the air had dissipated, I stepped down the stairs to see guns pointed at me from all sides. My legs felt really weak for some reason, I guess that's what sitting down for a long time does to you. What I didn't expect was to see a fairly cute and young girl pointing her 9 mm at my face.
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I didn't say anything and just waited. I half expected her to just pop me in the head right then and there but she didn't. She just stared for a few moments. After a while of tension, she spoke.
-"Who are you?" she asked.
-"Logan. Logan Jameson." I said.
Sounds of disbelief and awe came from both the soldiers around me and through this girl's earpiece.
-"Logan Jameson? Like, the Ace Logan Jameson?" she asked.
-"Yeah, that's me. I see being frozen for years gets you popular." I said.
-"Uh...miste- I mean, sir, you do know that you've been presumed dead for more than five years, right?"
"Sir", huh? I guess it's protocol but I don't really care anymore. Just then, another young girl came running over to the one in front of me.
-"Iffy!" she yelled.
-"Compa? What are you doing here? I told you to stay inside." the first girl said.
-"I know, but look! Have you not noticed his injuries yet!?" she said, panicked.
-"Injuries?" I asked.
I looked down and saw that somehow, without me noticing, a small pool of my own blood had formed at my feet. I guess that weakness from earlier wasn't just the piloting. Suddenly and randomly, my ears started ringing and my eyelids started closing. I felt my legs go limp as I fell onto my back right there on the tarmac. The last thing I saw was the two girls looking worried and trying their hardest to apply first aid. Hopefully I wake up in a hospital and not a prison bed.
