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// Chapter 2.5 
// Story: Fallen Angels 
// by drwhooves32 
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As we headed to the  Pegasi in the hangar ,we chose four blank marked planes from the 20 or so that were still left in the hanger probably left for the other candidates that never made it this far. as the others got into theirs and pulled out and got up into the air, Spark Fire came out from behind my plane and walked up to me; “be careful in this next part, and i’m sorry.” he said in that cryptic way he spoke when not doing presentations or lessons.

I was terrified our next part of the exam was to not fall 17 500 feet and go above 22 500 feet in a live combat training with emp rounds so they won’t kill us, unless we can’t get our planes restarted in three seconds, and our opponents were the 27 Angels, a few i recognized, and we had to take them out before we got taken out.

After six hours of dog fighting we came to the hanger with our heads down hung in defeat we had all lost even though we took out 10 Angels we still lost; as we started to head to our respective locker rooms a central door opened exposing Spark Fire who simply asked “where are you four going?” we just stood there slack jawed at least until Cinnamon stammered out “w-w-we are going back to barracks sir we failed the last part of the exam.” it was designed to make you fail and you four by the way took out more Angels than any of us ever did in our training the record was 7 held by my flight, but there seems to be bigger fish in the sky now. Welcome to Angel. We just stood there slack jawed and dumbstruck once again we were in and we beat a record. That night was a good one, for all of us.

Dear mom and dad,

I am now my namesake i got into the Angel program, the fastest most amazing squadron in Equestria.

Hope to hear from you soon 

Love Guardian Angel G.A.