Famous first and last lines story

 Tanner Zeolia

 A screaming comes across the sky as the burning jet slowly lowers lower and lower heading towards the buildings. The right engine was tampered with or badly damaged from the incoming missile strike coming from the west at 14 km. The pilot’s name is Alfred Waterson and his co-pilot was shot so he’s dead and Alfred is on his own trying to slowly lower this giant Boeing C-17 Globe master cargo plane down but the collateral below was large and he had only one choice and that choice was to crash it in one of the buildings, clicks away a Russian AA gun was reloading and Alfred could see the men below zeroing in on his farthest left engine. This was a problem because this was going to seal his internal fate and he was persistent on the fact that he would be returning home to his daughter. So he remembered what colonel Ralph S. Hutchinson said “if your ever in trouble push the red button” clique enough he had no other solution that didn’t result in his total annihilation and he had to think fast because he could hear the flak cannon missing him, so desperately he reached over and slam the red button as the sweat rolls down is bloody, bruised face. There was a silence for a moment until all of a sudden the cockpit bursts open and Alfred is sent flying and the pressure of the departure popped his eardrums and the started to bleed. As Alfred was sent flying at 80 miles an hour he could see the face of the late 40’s man who was bald and had a long scar ripping down his face. The Alfred blacked out and awaken in a bunker with colonel Ralph Hutchinson glaring at him and as he tried to say something colonel said “Son why didn’t you listen to me when I said no fly zone” but Alfred just stared at the ground with anger and kept remembering that man’s face and plotting to get him back for what he did. As the colonel snaps his fingers Alfred regains reality and said “Sir there was no other way I could travel to meet the dead line” the colonel clears his throat then says “Your right, but next time take the long way around no matter what we don’t need heat from the Russians over this.” Alfred mumbles to himself “Tomorrow, I’ll think of some way to get time back. After all, tomorrow is another day.”