MFour Fanfics

19/10/2018

Cal and Franco enter The Armory, a specialist multifunction pub within Fujimori Air Force Base in Nichihan where the ATLAS Air Force is based. The bar’s resident singers, Martin and Ivy, keep the customers sane while the more loud ones head to the soundproof basement where a discotheque and club is located.

Cal then takes a good glass of fine Yuktobanian vodka with a dash of lime soda, whilst Franco simply orders a cup of decaf Americano from the coffee shop.

”How have you been doing so far, Franco?” Cal asks.

“I’m good bruv, it’s been quite a real mess, probably a bigger quagmire than what we’ve been in training, but I’m okay,” Franco responds, and the two start talking.

“How are you and that girl you’ve seen last week in Mayfair?”

“Ah, I did bang her but it wasn’t enough. Girl got way too clingy, so I stopped and now I’m ghosting her. Young-hearted, she is.”

“What about that aircraft mechanic from Kang Mai?”

“Ahhh, same. Had that after-sex sentiment, she was better than Britanny but dude, I really ain’t up for anything long-term at this point.”

“So you’re just gonna enjoy whatever you can find and just plant the seeds everywhere eh?”

“Yeah, boss. How about you? How’s Merriam doing?”

Cal takes a quick drink. “She’s fine, she’s fine. The stresses of long-distance relationships is finally taking a toll on me, ya know. It’s not easy that she’s in Afzalia waiting on me to get home when we haven’t even earned our weekend passes yet. I’m even planning on buying her that silver dogtag pendant we saw at the Duty Free yesterday, have it engraved.”

Franco responds, “Boss, you definitely are soooooo mushy.”

“Yeah, because I truly loved that woman, Franco. Always wanted to have her since we were in seventh grade. How about you, what made you decide to just go casual?”

Franco then takes a sip of his coffee and bites into a chocolate chip cookie.

“I really don’t know, bruv. It feels hard to be alone in life and always pressured be the good guy, to follow in Raven’s footsteps. Heck, yeah, I’m not my uncle, I’m my own man. But I’m also half-lonely and half-empty. I need purpose. I need companionship. I need to fulfill what I want to fulfill.”

“Have it your way then, Franco. But don’t let those thoughts drown the way we fight battles up in the air.”

“Definitely, Boss.”

As the two pilots continue, the song in the background changes.

“I don't want your body
But I hate to think about you with somebody else
Our love has gone cold
You're intertwining your soul with somebody else...”

16/10/2018

Frost dives to the right, dodging a hail of cannon fire that would have shredded his plane to pieces. The attack had been launched with some success, hitting the first two objectives within the first twelve minutes.

“Whitetail, Finch, get those pillboxes and AA batteries,” Frost orders Franco and Albert.

“Whitetail, Paveways locked.” He pushes the release button, locking onto couple of 500-pound laser guided bombs on two 35mm guns with the accuracy of a marksman.

“Finch here, ready for na**lm run,” he says as he drops two 500-pound na**lm bombs on hapless Dominatus troops trying to enter a fortified pillbox.

Infinitrix and Redtail meanwhile, do a dance of death and destruction with their AGMs, killing a small troop of tanks that are blocking the Marines’ entry into the compound. Redtail’s A-4 and Infinitrix’s F/A-18C smash through the said armored column, knocking two heavy tanks and three IFVs.

On the air covering side, things aren’t as good as they seem. Suryawijaya’s Komodo Squadron, Maharlika’s Santelmo Squadron, and Osea’s Mjolnir Squadron are facing off against tough adversaries: the pilots of Dominatus’ battle-hardened 15th Air Army.

Mjolnir 2: Holy s**t, it’s the shark bastards!
Komodo 7: No way. They’re the ones who wrecked the damn Estovakian Air Force in three days!
Santelmo 1: I’m out of special weapons!!!

15/10/2018

Brigadier General Lynch heads to the hangar, giving the recruits their personal belongings, including three sets of uniforms, a G***k 18C automatic pistol, and flight helmets for the team’s jets.

The 45-year-old Adrian shows nothing but a fatherly yet strict demeanor, as shown in his designation as head of the ATLAS Air Force Fighter Command.

“Listen kids, the mission you are about to embark on is one that may guarantee you a place in the hall of fame or in Arlington National Cemetery. You five were chosen amongst the final 50 because you have demonstrated superior fighting potential. Rave’s real busy with other field matters and managing the overall operations, so he sends his regards.”

“Anywho, I expect you guys from now on to fight with tenacity, skill, and grit. What we do not have numerically against the Dominatians, we make up with skill, smarts, and teamwork.”

“Most of you here are descendants of the men and women I have worked in the past. Most of you carry surnames on your shoulders. I - we - the world expects that you’ll be their knights of the sky. So from now on, I expect all of you to do your job and perform your sky work to the best of your ability, am I understood?"

"Yes, sir!" The newly-minted pilots say in glee.

"You go and have the next 24 hours off. Your mission as the 71st Tactical Fighter Squadron begins at 1345H tomorrow. Be on time and do not disappoint. Dismissed."

Lynch leaves the room, leaving Cal, Franco, Mike, Albert and Danielle alone.

"Well boys and girl, I guess this is it," Cal says to the squadron he will now have to lead, going in the shoes of his late father Sulaiman.

"No pressure is worth the risk if we haven't even tried it, so come on Lead, make us proud," Danielle quips.

Franco then adds more fuel to the fire, saying, "You absolutely were the best one for the task, Boss. You deserve it, and we deserve you. That simulation was no joke, we could have been killed, yet you chose to ram your plane so we can all be safe. That in itself is the mark of a true leader."

"Thanks for the trust, fam. Valiants?"

"We care, we dare!"

The five young pilots then go to their jets, Franco Dizon going to his F-4E, Cal Arvian to his MiG-29A, Albert Hanwell to his Mirage 2000D, Ashley Hartmann in his A-4 Skyhawk, and Danielle Aleksandersson in her F/A-18C Hornet.

17/06/2018

Kurobuta, Mitsuo (HRH Mitsuo, Prince of Kurobuta)
"The Brawler"

▪ Nickname: "Mike"
▪ Age: 20
▪ Callsign: "Katana"
▪ Rank: Second Lieutenant (OF-1)
▪ Country of Origin: Osean-Nichihanese
▪ Mother’s Name: HM Unohana, 54th Empress of Nichihan
▪ Father’s Name: HRH Norio, the Duke of Asahi
▪ Birthplace: Mizuki, Fukushima Prefecture, Nichihan
▪ Date of Birth: 11 January 1997
▪ Officer Number: O-00189737
▪ Branch of Origin: Nichihanese Royal Air Force
▪ Current Aircraft: F/A-18F Super Hornet
▪ Registration Number: 49-5516

Bio:

The firstborn of the Empire of Nichihan’s Queen and Prince Consort, Mitsuo was sworn to protect both his Empire and the family he was born in. Mike brings to him a legacy of traditions dating back to the foundation of the Empire of Nichihan from the year 601 A.D.

Relentless, daring, and oftentimes out of the box, Mike (or Crown Prince Mitsuo as he is referred to in the Royal Court) followed the footsteps of most Royal children in serving in the armed forces. Though debates and political pressure banned him from serving in the frontlines as he was the next-in-line to the Royal throne, rising tensions in the country allowed the young Crown Prince to train and prove his worth as a fighter pilot – which finally led him to explore life outside the harsh protocols of Royal life. To facilitate this plan, Mitsuo went underground by the name of "Jiro Kurobuta" to evade the prying eyes of the media and lived a reasonably normal military life, free of Royal protocol and national politicking. This earned his spot as a member of Task Force ATLAS – and a whole lot of responsibilities which will test his mettle – especially in the way he handles his dating and social life.

06/06/2018

Dizon, Franco Gabriel
“The Prodigy”

▪ Nickname: “Franco”
▪ Age: 22
▪ Callsign: “Finch”
▪ Rank: Second Lieutenant (OF-1)
▪ Country of Origin: Maharlika
▪ Birthplace: Lagusnilad City, Maharlika
▪ Date of Birth: 17 August 1996
▪ Officer Number: O-14143 MRAF
▪ Branch of Origin: Maharlika Republican Air Force
▪ Current Aircraft: F-4E Phantom II
▪ Registration Number: 75-7143

Bio:

Franco is a third-generation aviator from a renowned family of Maharlikan military pilots. His grandfather, the late Lieutenant General Guillermo Dizon, became the first fighter pilot and Air Force general to lead the Republic of Marharlika Defense Forces. His father, retired Colonel Roy Dizon, was one of the pioneers of the Maharlikan Army Aviation Corps, piloting various helicopters during his stint. His uncle is the world’s “Ace of Aces” and the head of the ATLAS Air Force, Brigadier General Raven Dizon. He brings a mix of family honor and inborn skill, but the quiet and ambiverted Franco still reels from the death of his girlfriend and one true love in a tragic bus accident shortly after his graduation from the Air Force Academy. In his quest to reinvent himself, Franco realizes that he may be a Dizon that carries the family legacy, but the name comes with both prestige and a burden as he tries to cope up with the pressures of military life.

27/01/2018

Hi, readers!!

Due to the loss of an important thumb drive which contains all my drafts, I regret to announce that I'll be re-writing a lot of Alpha Sun again from scratch.

The story was nearing completion, but this loss, while proving to be sad, proves to be a sign that the whole series would need to be rebooted.

Don't worry though - the story will be told from a familiar point of view, and it'll contain a more thought-provoking storyline than ever before.

Here's to an epic 2018!

- MFour himself. :)

25/08/2017

One of the first themes I have in mind that would define the mood and genre of Alpha Sun. Epic banger, this remix of a Martin x Troye hit is!!

- Admin ZAYN

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DBA5SDxGpwU

Martin Garrix & Troye Sivan - There For You (LIONE Remix) ✘ Spotify: http://spoti.fi/Proximity ✘ Facebook: http://bit.ly/FBProximity So the official remixes ...

08/08/2017

First fanfic poster is out! Catch the full release of Ace Combat: Alpha Sun this December 2017!

08/08/2017

Page is up and running, guys!

After several years of working with (probably) some of the best co-writers in the world, I'll be venturing into the fanfic world for the first time as a soloist. I hope to bring and redevelop the nations of the Strangereal universe into a bigger, better, and more captivating world that evokes emotional appeal and offers a fresh new take on the story of ace pilots and what they do during conflicts.

My many thanks, I say, to the people who have helped me through the years - I'm still open to the possibility of working with them again, however for now, MFour is going to be my solo fanfic path and I aim to just write and continue what we've all started alone. Hence, their great ideas shall be duly credited in the works I'll presenting, starting off with Ace Combat: Alpha Sun.

With that being said, this is it. Time to launch, and my creative preparations are complete.

MFour Fanfics is now officially signing ON! :)

- Admin ZAYN (P.N.B, Manila, PH.)