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PnF_Soldiers 1

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Day 1

The red light blinked rapidly, alerting him that a problem had arisen in the engine room.  Deciding to hurry to fix the problem, Head Engineer Phineas Flynn made his way to the aforementioned room.  He maneuvered around important cargo, shimmied his way past good soldiers, and met half of his team in the place where the trouble was happening.

“Sir, the engines are failing” one of his team members, Alex, stated.  Alexander Raid was a highly skilled technician who had come from a different section of Danville than Phineas had.  His specialty was rapid calculations under pressure.  Phineas felt he could trust this man to find every probability and possibility out in the world.  Yet this man was not without family.  He had a wife and small daughter waiting for him back home.  The thought always made Phineas smile.  It made him think of what, or more specifically who, was waiting for him back home.  “The way things are going, we should be crashing in about ten minutes.”

“Miguel?” Phineas asked, hoping the fellow Danvillian would be able to give him some options.  Miguel Seta was a realistic thinker who was quick with his hands.  He could find several ways out of any tight spot, and this specialty made him perfect for Phineas’ team.  The two of them together had made their technician team the most likely to get out of any situation alive.

“It looks like a few of the wires were cut loose” Miguel stated, already working on the problem.  Phineas observed as the man rapidly attached wires together with aluminum foil, and then surrounded the metal with some rubber bands.  “We should be able to keep her airborne for a few more minutes, but this patch job isn’t going to keep her running for very long, tell the pilot—”

“Sir!” Brandon Forest burst into the room, his normally expressionless face showing few signs of worry.  That in itself caused Phineas’ stomach to churn.  Brandon never showed emotion unless the situation was extreme.  “One of the propellers is out; we need to get everyone out of the plane!”

“How many chutes do we have?” Phineas asked, intently serious.  There were about sixty four good men and women on this plane, and he would do anything to keep them all safe.

“There’s fifty five, sir” Brandon stated, having already checked.

“Alex, how much time do we have?” Phineas asked, already on his way to the front to notify the pilot of the imperative need to evacuate the plane.

“Two minutes!” Alex called after the team captain as he made his way to the front of the plane.  Phineas rushed to the front, telling the soldiers to prepare for evacuation on the way.  As soon as he was to the front, Phineas found the pilot struggling to keep his plane airborne.

“Sir, we’re going to crash” Phineas informed him.  “Everyone needs to get out of the plane!”

“Then get everyone out!” the pilot commanded.  Phineas saluted the man before running back to the area where everyone sat, many had a parachute and those that didn’t had found someone to partner up with who did.

“Time to get out!” Phineas ordered as he went to the side door and pulled it open.  “This is not a drill, let’s go, go, go!”  As Phineas ushered the men and women out of the plane, he was grateful that they did not seem to be too far away from civilization.  He was also grateful that some of the soldiers had paired off and shared parachutes.

Phineas watched as some of the last men flew out of the plane and made their way to safety.  Turning around, he saw Alex, Brandon, and Miguel still trying to salvage the engine.  Yet just as soon as the man went to help his team, the engine started to leak a vital fluid.  Oil.  Phineas watched in horror as the oil overheated and burst into flames.  His body moved on its own.  He grabbed the two closest men he could and jerked them out.  As soon as Miguel and Brandon were out of the flames, Phineas’ hand reached back into the fire.  The flames bit and tore at his flesh, but Phineas didn’t care.  He wanted everyone in his team to be safe.  Soon, his hand felt something.  Quickly, he pulled out his last team member.  Alex seemed to be severely burnt, but if they didn’t move, then worse was going to happen to the rest of them.  Phineas glanced around and instantly noticed three parachutes.

“You guys use these two” Phineas ordered as he rushed the third parachute to the cockpit of the plane.  “Get out of here now!” he commanded before they asked any questions.  Yet two weeks of working with this man and they all knew where he was going.  He was going to get the pilot out alive if he could.

Coughing and spluttering just like the plane he was in, Phineas squinted his eyes against the blinding smoke as he made his way to the front of the plane.  He was surprised that it was still level in the shape it was in.  In a matter of half a minute, Phineas had made his way to the cockpit of the plane and proceeded to open it.  The pilot was still there, rapidly using the controls and working the plane to keep it level.  Phineas stepped behind the man and addressed him.

“Everyone’s out of the plane, sir.  It’s time for you to come, too” he stated, knowing he had less than twenty seconds to get this man to come.  Willing or resisting, this man would live if there was anything Phineas Flynn could do about it.

“That was quick” the man murmured as he continued to operate the plane.  Phineas stood next to the man.

“We need to get out of here, now” he tried to stress the importance of this matter.  If this pilot didn’t come, then he would be dead.  And that was something Phineas did not like.  It was something that wouldn’t happen on his watch.

“I am not—” the pilot started before he was jerked up by Phineas.  The man was forced to look at Phineas’ determined fiery eyes.

“Going to live?” Phineas asked, his stare keeping the pilot as silent as a graveyard.  “Yes you are” he disagreed as he dragged the pilot out of the cockpit and hurried to escape from the fiery plane.  As quickly as he could, he made his way to the open door where he’d left his men.  Yet to his complete surprise, not one of his men had moved from their spots.

“Took you long enough” Miguel said as he grabbed Alex and threw himself out of the plane, parachute in tow.  Phineas watched in shock as the men safely made it to the forested ground.  How did we end up so far away from that town? Phineas thought before he was brought back to reality by the pilot being pulled from his hands.  Turning, he saw that Brandon had grabbed the pilot and was now at the door of the plane.

“The plane is still crashing, you know” the man said as he lunged out of the door, pilot in tow.  Phineas shook his head and then followed suit.  He followed Miguel, Alex, Brandon, and the pilot to the ground.

Almost all of them touched down on the densely forested ground.  All except for Phineas, who happened to be the only one whose parachute snagged itself in a tree.  The four men turned and stared at the head engineer, who could only offer a sheepish smile in return as he unfastened himself so he could come down to the ground.  However, one misplaced step caused the usually agile engineer to careen to the ground with a sickening crack!
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Okay, so this is the sequel story to "And Now To The Weather" found here. There are several spoilers within each story pertaining to the other, so it's just kinda fun. you can read either one first. But this isn't a oneshot, just to warn you. *^_^*

Phineas: :iconswampymarshplz::icondanpovenmireplz:
Miguel, Alex, Brandon, the pilot, situation & story: :icon14amychan:
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:spazz: Ooooh! Is he okay?! Oh my goodness manly Phineas!! XD