Taking Back The World! (A Pacific Rim and Raleigh Becket Fanfic)

The Fall of a Titan

“We don‘t see anything. It‘s moving too fast!” Raleigh said, sounding as exasperated as I felt.

“Eyes on the prize, Gipsy. 600 meters from the drop.” I looked ahead once again to see that Striker had moved in front of us, heading straight toward the glowing opening of the Breach.

Just as we made the leap into the final landing before the portal, I felt a tickling sensation in the back of my skull, like a feather being brushed against the inside of my skull. Then a soft humming rang in my ears and I shot a look at Raleigh to see if he was hearing it too, but he seemed unaffected. The humming turned to whispers of warning from a voice I’d never heard before. It was rough, yet soft, like someone just getting over a cold.

I realized that it had to be Gipsy trying to communicate with me, as insane as it sounded. It made sense though, being as in tune with the Jaegers as I was, that Gipsy would try to relay what she was feeling to me. And she was feeling that something was about to go very wrong. Reaching for the communication panel, I turned on a channel to Striker.

“Something’s not right, Chuck.” I said, giving Raleigh a sideways glance when he watched me curiously.

“400 meters and closing.” He said back to me, like he hadn’t even heard me talking to him. I went to repeat what I had said when Herc came over the coms.

“Striker, bogies are stopping. One o‘clock.” Just as he said that, both Jaegers came to a hault.

“Something’s wrong! Why are they stopping?!” Raleigh asked, turning to look at me, knowing I had to be feeling something.

“It‘s not gonna work!” A sharp, breathless voice shouted into the microphone in the LOCCENT, making my ears ring for a second before I registered whose voice it was.

“Is that Newt?” I asked, giving a raised eyebrow look at Raleigh, who nodded, his face serious.

“Sir, just because the breach is open, doesn‘t mean you're going to be able to get a bomb through.” Newt shouted out quickly.

“The breach genetically reads the Kaiju, like a barcode at the supermarket, then lets them pass.” Hermann, the other scientist, continued to say.

“Ok, so you're going to have to fool the breach into thinking you have the same code.” Newt clarified.

“How the hell are we supposed to do that?” Raleigh asked, looking back over at me after scanning the area to make sure that the enemy hadn’t moved. I shrugged my shoulders, feeling the Jaeger go the same thing.

“By making it think you are a Kaiju!” Newt answered.

“Lock onto the Kaiju. Ride it into the Breach. The throat will then read the Kaiju’s genetic code and then let you pass.” Hermann explained.

“If you don’t do it, the bomb will deflect off the breach like it always has and the mission will fail.” Hearing the words ‘mission’ and ‘fail’ in the same sentence left the same sense of dread in the both of us.

“Striker, now that you’ve heard that, take the leap!” Herc shouted, shoving the little scientists aside.

The whispering distressed voice in the back grew louder, turning into shrieking and making my head spin. The Jaeger was trying to tell me something, but it was too loud, fast, and strong for me to understand.

“Lila, you alright?” Raleigh asked, feeling my dizziness through the drift link. Before I could answer, Tendo’s shocked voice came through the headset.

“Sir, I have a third signature!” My heart dropped and back straightened as all eyes became trained.

“A triple event?!” I screeched, watching as the Breach began to radiate heat and bubbles.