London : The Spitfire, London

“At about 1,700m, the clouds ended and together we flew over Dover. Besides photographing, the [Do 17] threw out some small bombs and then climbed back into the cloud and we again joined up and followed. When the clouds ended, I quickly noticed the Do 17 near us, but then, much higher, saw the sun shining on many aircraft -- Spitfires!” -German Lieutenant, Albert Striberny

Then the first plane came in close, too close. The next thing we knew there was a huge ball of smoke and ash coming from the first tower. The first plane had hit! We had no idea what to do, so we just watched.

Flight 407 was the plane I was on. I was flying with my friends Leo, Dakota, Mark and myself of course. We all boarded the plane. 407 it was a private plane that Leo’s Dad owns. We were all going to Porte Margi for a hunting trip, hoping to catch bore. Mark Brought some food, Leo brought a hunting knife kit, Dakota brought a fire starter, and I brought a survival kit. We have been flying at least 22 hours, It’s really been nothing but steady air “ guys look! there's a flock of parrots. As they were flying the parrots weren't moving out of the plane's direction, suddenly the plane shifted left as if it was in an air show,

As Joseph’s bomber was just over the target it was stuck by enemy Flak in the bomb-bay section . The bomber quickly caught fire as it was carrying incendiary bombs. The plane rolled over and dove straight down in flames.

The plane comes soaring to the ground, and everyone was trying to find a way to get

“I must go now, have many other letters to deliver.” The courier apologizes and showed him the bag that was full of letters, some almost spilling out of the bag on his side. Ulfric nodded as he paid more attention to what she had to say in the letter, after he read it, he read it again and again until the voice of hers he imagined. Was gone.

“The plane made a sharp left and ignited in mid-air like a fireball, like a firework in the sky, a loud scream emitted from the plane, and it went straight down into the Lake Havasu desert.”

As he said the the plane lurched forward, and they went speeding down the runway. “Well

As I wandered home from school like a lonely lost ghost, suddenly my blood turned cold as a chilly wind whooshed past me. I spotted a huge baleful falcon swooping back and forth like a swinging pendulum. The dominating falcon speedily attacked the small bird like it had captured its valuable power.

Zoe felt the Jetranger slow and then come into a hover position. It slowly rotated until the nose was aligned with the major axis of the island. From the right-hand side of the helicopter, in the aftermath of the driving wave, Zoe watched a ferry and several assorted boats capsize. Passengers floundered in the water none in life jackets. The lucky ones found debris to cling to, while a few hardy souls swam strongly, divesting themselves of excess clothing in an attempt to survive.

On September 17, 1908, Lieutenant Selfridge was getting ready to ride the Military Flyer. Later on in the day, Orville got the passenger of his plane from the ride off and saw Selfridge waiting for his turn to ride the plane. Wilbur was by the side of the plane, holding the wing down. He had looked at Selfridge anxiously and thought that he might be too heavy for the plane to fly correctly. Orville had gotten on the plane with Selfridge sitting next to him. The catapult had released and the plane had shot off into the air. They were up gliding through the air. But suddenly the propeller had broken in half. Then the whole plan began to shake hard. The plane had its nose down toward earth and it plunged through the air. Lieutenant was hanging

Before the lady could respond, the plane began to accelerate. Speeding down the runway the plane shuddered and then took off. The world slowly disappearing behind several puffy white clouds.

A few minutes later in my morning, an almighty crash explodes outside my window. Curious, I pull back my window curtains and see what appears to be the wing of some blue and orange airship a couple of inches away from the glass. And inside, I could hear two people arguing in the cockpit. One was dressed in a red coat of sorts, and the other was strangely green-skinned and dressed like a warrior.

The pilot ramps up the engine and we start moving down the runway, slowly at first but we start to gain speed. As we were nearing the end of the runway the airplane takes off

Other screens showed a parachute being deployed from a Volkswagen Beetle sized cylindrical canister the plane had dropped. It caught the wind unfurling into a giant orange dome.