One Night In The 1940's
Okay the idea for this very short fic came from when I was watching The Empty Child with danaems and I caught sight of a bunch of German planes flying past as Rose and Jack were standing on his Chula ship. I just thought what if one of those pilots had seen the ship? I haven't been able to think of any title for it so if anyone has an idea I'd be really grateful. I might even make something like a personalized icon for you :)
Summary: A Nazi pilot catches sight of something amiss next to Big Ben
It had started out as a normal night for Nazi pilot Gustav Deitrich.
His orders had been to take his plane, fly across the English Channel, and drop bombs on the British people as they hid in their makeshift bunkers.
Everything had gone according to plan until he was dropping the last of his bombs near the clock tower that the British called Big Ben. He rubbed his eyes furiously as he caught sight of something impossible.
There were two people standing seemingly in midair next to the tower.
Gustav turned his bomber towards the strange sight and as he drew closer a bizarrely shaped ship suddenly appeared underneath the two people. It took all of his strength to keep from crashing into the strange apparition.
As he turned and headed back towards his base as fast as his plane could go he decided quickly that he would definitely be resigning as soon as possible. How could they possibly win against an enemy that had those types of weapons?
The End
Summary: A Nazi pilot catches sight of something amiss next to Big Ben
It had started out as a normal night for Nazi pilot Gustav Deitrich.
His orders had been to take his plane, fly across the English Channel, and drop bombs on the British people as they hid in their makeshift bunkers.
Everything had gone according to plan until he was dropping the last of his bombs near the clock tower that the British called Big Ben. He rubbed his eyes furiously as he caught sight of something impossible.
There were two people standing seemingly in midair next to the tower.
Gustav turned his bomber towards the strange sight and as he drew closer a bizarrely shaped ship suddenly appeared underneath the two people. It took all of his strength to keep from crashing into the strange apparition.
As he turned and headed back towards his base as fast as his plane could go he decided quickly that he would definitely be resigning as soon as possible. How could they possibly win against an enemy that had those types of weapons?
The End