[b][i]Mykhailo Martinez[/i][/b]

Mykhailo rained death from above, his loadout the same as it had always been; balanced between ending ground targets and eliminating those foes who shared the air with him.

As he flew to follow Fuka's orders, which were to bomb the targets sitting on the ground while others took out the enemy planes, Mykhailo realized that his entire life since Artemio died was a struggle against hate, an effort to get over the need to blame someone for what had happened to his first love. No... he did blame someone or something for it, namely the N/UN's enemies. Enemies he had a chance to turn into ashes [i]and more[/i], if he let his already fragile control slip.

He launched a rocket at the nearest radar, causing it to blow up in flames. For a moment, he tasted what those below must be feeling; the terror and fear and anger that they had sowed into the minds of so many others. 

His heart hardened for a second, and he began seeking out more targets, following the priority list Fuka had set. Radar, then runaways, then hangars and fuel lines, right? 

A GPS-guided bomb dropped from the underside of his plane. blowing up a runaway with planes on it whose pilots were too slow to get on. Sad that none of the planes which did get up would be able to go past his comrades without luck; he needed a clean dogfight or two to cleanse his mental palate and get that desired ace-hood. 

Was that self-centered? Yes. Was it honest? [i]Same.[/i]

Mykhailo focused on being a machine of meticulous attrition, chipping away at the enemy's strength, inflicting death on the foes' soldiers, hoping that few to no civilians were harmed. But he had to ask: Did he want this? What did he want? Were Ace-hood and revenge really a worthy goal? 

His rotary cannon spat out a line of shots against several hangars, piercing through the roofs of corrugated metal. His friends were doing a good job of keeping away the real threats.

But were they his friends, or was he deluding himself? At the end of the day, he was alone, his attempts to bond with others an utter failure. Heck, the person he interacted with the most, the one with the most impact on him, was Fuka, and the latter had good cause to dislike his personality, his actions, his... everything.

Then, in the middle of battle, he realized one thing.

[i]My real reson for doing this is revenge. My real reason for doing this is [b]empty[/b].[/i]

Then he resolved, [i]If I survive, I'm coming clean about my motivations. Then after my contract is up... I'm returning to civilian life, getting therapy, and heloing rebuild my country - Both of them.[/i]

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