Airline Ako By Edward Vagg

Airline A-ko is based on characters created by Yuji Moriyama, and this
story is totally unauthorised by him, or any of his friends and
associates.  This story has no affiliation to Soeishinsha/Final-Nishijima,
Central Park Media Corporation, US Manga Corp, or any of the other
companies that brought us the excellent original series.  (Hope I don’t
get sued now.)

Authors Note.

This story was spawned by the realisation that according to the “alternate
reality” of Project A-ko 5 & 6, there are many realities in parallel
dimensions.  Only 2 were explored in detail, the Original “Official”
Schoolgirl reality, and the Bounty Hunter one.  We did see glimses of
other realities, including a Hospital one, a Safari one, a Fighting
Robot’s reality, but I have chosen to “flesh out” the Airline reality. 
Enjoy! 

Airline A-ko.

The Cast. Eiko Magami: (hereafter known as A-ko) A-ko is a new addition to
the staff of Nishi Airlines.  Strongest girl in the world, she has chosen
the career of Flight Attendant!  (maybe cos her Dad was a “flyer”?) While
basically being good natured, Ako can easily lose control of her temper if
provoked... 

Biko Daitokuji: (hereafter known as B-ko) B-ko is an established force to
be dealt with in Nishi Airlines, her arrogance has made her disliked, but
her ambition, and ability to work all night without sleep, has made her a
senior Flight Attendant.  Why B-ko chose this career is not known, odd
choice since with a Genius level IQ, she could have been a Doctor, a
Lawyer, or helped her father with his business. 

Shiko Kotobuki: (hereafter known as C-ko) C-ko is A-ko’s best friend, they
first met in a hospitality course at the Gravitron City Technical College. 
During an earthquake a piece of the ceiling nearly crushed C-ko, but A-ko
caught the rubble, saving C-ko’s life. Since then, C-ko’s gratitude turned
to genuine affection toward A-ko, and she chose to follow A-ko into the
Airline industry, just to be as close as possible to her. How C-ko passed
the hospitality course is a mystery, while her cooking is top notch in
terms of presentation, it tastes revolting! 

Captain Napolipolita (hereafter known as Captain) The Captain of the
Airliner is a drunk crossdressing woman with green hair.  While drunk she
is stable as a rock.  Problem is, when sober she can’t deal with reality. 
Pessimistic, the Captain is tired of the constant trans-Atlantic crossings
she is required to fly. 

DC 1386215113 (hereafter known as D) D is the first officer (Copilot) of
flight 90, like the Captain is a woman who likes to dress in men’s
clothing.  Extremely big and musclebound, why D has such an odd name isn’t
explained. 

Terrorist Leader: A shadowy figure, his motives remain a mystery. He is a
perfectionist, and he demands the best from his troops.  Why he became the
leader of his squad is obvious, he is a master tactictian, and is the best
man for the job. 

Prologue: Scene: A dirty, disused warehouse.  It is mostly empty, save for
a table in the corner, and half a dozen men wearing jungle fatigues.  A
solitary naked light bulb hangs from the ceiling, illuminating the table,
the rest of the warehouse in darkness.  The leader of the group steps into
the light, illuminating his features. 

Terrorist Leader: Fellow freedom fighters! Now is our time to make a
stand! (His dark silhouette stands majestically over his underlings)

The terrerorists cheer, loudly. 
Terrorist Leader:  Too long our organisation has operated in silence, our 
cause a secret.  The western world continues in ignorance, we must now 
SPEAK OUT!!! 
The assorted rabble cheer even more loudly! The din dies down, and a 
brave underling steps forward, pauses, then speaks. 
Brave Underling: But boss! How will we deliver our message? 
Terrorist Leader: I have a plan... 
Dramatic music swells... 

 **********

Scene: Nishi Airlines crew quarters. The rooms house ten people each, but
only one of the bunks is currently occupied.  The sheets are drawn tight
round the sleeping figure, as if for privacy.  Of the person within, only
an unidy tuft of red hair is visible.  C-ko, a short, cute blonde is
trying to wake the sleeper. 

C-ko:  HEY A-KO! TIME TO WAKE UP! DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?  WE’LL BE
LATE FOR WORK!!! 

A brief stirring beneath the covers.  We hear A-ko grumble something
unintelligible.  Then suddenly blankets flies everywhere, (burying C-ko)
and A-ko frantically grabs her much abused alarm clock, cursing under her
breath. 

A-ko:  Omigod, I’M LATE!!!

A-ko, having fallen asleep the night before wearing her uniform, is
already dressed.  her clothes are crumpled, and she needs a shower, but
she hasn’t got the time.  C-ko is already more than ready for work. A-ko
quickly puts on her shoes and socks, rescues C-ko from the heavy blankets,
and runs out the door, C-ko in tow. A-ko is indeed quite late.  Flight 90,
her plane is already taking off! 

A-ko: Oh no! We’d better take a shortcut!  
C-ko: (trying to speak) OKAAAAAYYY.....

A-ko leaps out of the second storey window, then heads straight for the
terminal building.  She smashes right through the automatic sliding doors
that fail to see her in time.  Oblivious to the glass fragments, A-ko runs
on.  Innocent bystanders scatter, and somehow avoid being hit , except for
a large musclebound figure wearing a black leather jacket, matching pants
and sungalsses who is hit head-on and is caterpaulted onto the luggage
conveyor.  Half the man’s face was torn by the impact, and we see that he
is a robot underneath a false skin!  
T-800: (With Austrian accent) I need a vacation... 

A-ko: (yelling behind her) SORRY!!! 

A-ko then darts through the maze of the security section, leaping over
counters and causing general havoc.  Security guards swear, but by the
time they draw their guns, A-ko is long gone. 

The plane is visible, halfway down the runway.
A-ko: There it is!
C-ko: (trying again to speak) Eeeeee......

A-ko sprints even faster, the concrete splitting beneath her feet. 
Leaving a long trail of destuction behind her as she reaches the plane,
A-ko grips the undercarriage just as the plane lifts off.... 

The ground crew look at the destroyed runway and shake their heads in
disbelief. 

The ground falls away, and the landing gear retracts, now A-ko and C-ko
are trapped in the wheel bay.  C-ko begins to sniffle.  Then she bursts
into tears, crying her eyes out, literally! 
C-ko: WAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
A-ko: Don’t cry C-ko, I’ll get us out of here. 
Ako punches her way through several levels of machinery, until she has 
reached the cargo compartment. 
A really attractive girl with short, lavender hair waits for them as A-ko
and C-ko emerged from the jagged hole. The girl does not look happy. 
B-ko: You must be A-ko and C-ko, the new Flight Attendants. Well, you’re 
LATE!!! 

A-ko dosen’t like the look of this lavender haired vixen.  She has that
“superior” look that A-ko personally detests. 
A-ko: (thinking) Gosh, this jerk probably thinks she runs the place! 
B-ko: Alright you two, Now listen up!  My name is B-ko, I’m the one on 
charge, and you two report to me. Understand? 

A-ko and C-ko both nod, A-ko reluctantly, C-ko enthusistically. 

C-ko:  YES B-KO!!!  GEE IT’S GONNA BE *GREAT* WORKING TOGETHER!!  HA HA
HA, NOT THAT WORK IS SUPPOSED TO BE FUN, BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!  DON’T
YOU THINK IT’S GONNA BE GREAT, A-KO? 

A-ko: (embarrased) Uh, yeah.  I guess... 

C-ko: YEAH IT’S GONNA BE GREAT!!!! 

B-ko: (thinking) I don’t like A-ko’s attitude.  But C-ko’s got
potential... 
B-ko: Well, it’s time to get back to the cabin.  The passengers will be 
expecting their drinks soon. 

Cut to the Cockpit.  The Captain looks at ease, a self assured smile on
her face.  About 20 empty miniature liquor bottles are lined up along the
window, like toy soldiers. 

Cut back to A-ko. A-ko is in the storage area, rummaging around, making a
HUGE mess! 
A-ko: Hey B-ko! Where did you say the drinks trolley was again? 

A grim look is on B-ko’s face. 
B-ko: (accusingly) YOU LET THE DRINK TROLLEY GET AWAY!!!!?  HOW COULD YOU 
BE SO STUPID? She then storms off to the cockpit, knowing EXACTLY who’s 
responsible for the missing drink trolley. 

Ako: (thinking, scowl on her face.) Hey’ wait a sec.... 
Her thoughts are interrupted by C-ko’s giggling.  C-ko is standing in the 
middle of the aisle, watching the inflight movie. Cut to TV monitor.  A 
large panda bear is sitting at a table with a red haired pig tailed girl, 
another girl, and a moustached man.  The panda holds up a sign reading: 
<Could you please pass the rice?>

C-ko:  HEY LOOK, A-KO! LOOK AT THE CUTE PANDA!!!  
The passengers look at C-ko rather strangely.  (How old is she, anyway?) 
But one passenger isn’t watching C-ko, a suspicious looking man who’s 
wearing combat fatigues.  He checks his hand-grenades for the umpteenth 
time. 
Terrorist Leader: (thinking) The time to strike approaches... 

Sounds of battle can be heard from the cockpit.  Everyone stops, and
listens. B-ko triumphantly emerges, pushing the drink trolley in front of
her.  She hasn’t a scratch, but before the cockpit door slams behind her,
we can see the Captain’s looking in bad shape, and D is wrapped in
bandages! 

B-ko:  (to a handsome passenger, in her sweetest voice.) Would you like a
drink, sir? 
Kei, making a meaningless cameo appearence, looks up.  B-ko
blushes at the sight of his handsome face. Time seems to stand still as he
speaks.
 Kei:  A Pepsi. 
Kei then nods, and turns back to his motorcycle magazine. 

Cut back to A-ko.  She’s sifting through the remains of a couple hundred
in-flight meals destroyed by her frantic search earlier. 

A-ko: (with despair) Oh, it’s just no use.  It’s all ruined! 
C-ko approaches. 
C-ko:  What’s all ruined? 
A-ko: (under her breath) Oh no.
C-ko: The food’s all ruined?  
C-ko brightens up. 
C-ko: I KNOW!!!  I’ll COOK!!! 
A-ko looks absolutely shocked!  Her eyes bulge, and her bra strap
slides down her shoulder.  C-ko dosen’t notice. 
A-ko: (pleading) But, C-ko, wait!  We don’t have the ingredients on 
board! 
C-ko: (skipping down to the Galley, calling over her shoulder.) I’LL 
IMPROVISE!! 
A-ko:(thinking) Well, there’s no stopping her now, C-ko’s stubbon as a mule. 
I’d better check we got enough of those little paper bags... 

Cut back to the cockpit.  D is nursing her wounds.  The Captain is looking
philosophical.  (ie. still drunk.) 
Captain:  You know, D? 
D: What? 
Captain: This reminds me of a dream I had once.  I dreamed I was in
command of a battlecruiser in search for a long lost princess.  Do you
know why I’m reminded so, D? 
D: Tell me Captain. 
Captain: (exploding with rage!) BECAUSE I COULDN’T FIND A DRINK EVEN 
THEN!!!!! 

Back to the passenger compartment, some time has passed.  Most of the
passengers look ill, some even unconsious.  A-ko still has a tray in her
hands when B-ko walks in. 

B-ko: (angrily.) SO! This is all YOUR FAULT!  Do you realise how many
people you’ve POISONED? 
A-ko: MY FAULT!  YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONE IN CHARGE!!! 
B-ko: YEAH, WELL I DIDN’T COUNT ON HAVING DIMWITS LIKE YOU ON MY
CREW! 
A-ko: AND I WASN’T EXPECTING SOME STUCK-UP BROAD FOR A SUPERVISOR!!!! 
B-ko: YOU BITCH! 
A-ko: LOOK WHO’S TALKING! 
B-ko: (her voice turning to a growl.) I’ll show you who’s boss... 
A-ko: (screams.) YEAH????
With that, A-ko hurls her food tray at B-ko with an almighty effort! 
Unfortunently, B-ko sees it coming, and takes a nimble jump backward to
dodge the flying food.  B-ko quickly lands, and then sprints forward to
deliver a flying kick! (Authors note, these few seconds of action can be
seen in Project A-ko 6, Battle 2 - Blue Side.)

At this exact moment the Terrorist Leader decides it’s time.  He looks
around, and noticed most of his team is still incapacitated by food
poisoning. 
Terrorist Leader: (thinking) No matter.  Just so long as trusty
Brutas is by my side... 
CLANG!!! A metal food tray, thrown by some inhuman force strikes Brutas 
in the head, knocking him out instantly. 
Terrorist Leader: WE MUST NOT FAIL!!! 
With that, the sole terrorist dons his balaclava, steps into the aisle, 
pulls out a grenade, and is promptly knocked to the ground by the two 
girls, who are currently barreling down the corridor. B-ko plucks the 
grenade from the terrorist’s hand.
B-ko: Thanks! 
Knocked unconscious, the poor terrorist is ignored and 
forgotten. He has failed. 

C-ko observes sadly.  For as long as she’s known A-ko, she’s always been
involved in fights!  
C-ko: STOP FIGHTING!  A-KO, B-KO, PLEASE STOP!!! 
But A-ko, and B-ko are too far away already to hear.  Besides, they’re too
engrossed in combat to care. 

B-ko pulls the pin from the grenade, and throws it at A-ko. 
B-ko: HA! TAKE THIS!!! 

The grenade explodes, taking a nearby door off it’s hinges.  Passenger’s
are blackened by the explosion, and A-ko is sucked out the doorway by the
sudden decompression of the plane.  (Just why the passengers aren’t sucked
out as well isn’t explained.  Sorry readers!)

B-ko: (Maniacally) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! 
Surrounding passenger’s give B-ko an odd look.  Then, the passengers turn 
and check the window.  One of them points excitedly. 

Passenger 1: Look, there she is! 
Passenger 2: I hope she’s all right!
Outside the window, A-ko is seen, clinging onto the wing of the airliner
for dear life!  The wind is blowing her skirt back, and her panties are on
full display.  A-ko blushes deep red!  C-ko runs to the door on the verge
of tears. 

C-ko: A-KO!, A-KO AKOAkoAkoAkoakoakoako! WHERE ARE YOU!!!!  
C-ko's lower lip trembles as she prepares to burst into tears.  A-ko 
hanging on to the wing waves frantically to C-ko.  
A-ko: Don't worry Cko. I'm still here.
C-ko: (still crying): A-KO, I SPILLED A DRINK ALL OVER SOMEONE!
WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!! 
A-ko makes a face. 
A-ko (thinking): Oh good grief! (Outloud) Well don't worry C-ko just go 
back and clean it up. 
C-ko: (sniff). O.K! (sniff). 

Back to the cockpit, the Captain is not coping well.  Warning lights flash
up the display panel like a Christmas tree.  The Captain takes the
microphone. 
Captain: (panicky) Attention, this is your Captain speaking. 
I’d just like to advise everybody that we’ve just hit a little turbulence!
D: Yeah, that’s right, a little turbulence, that’s all!  We are not losing
cabin pressure, and we are not suffering malfuctions... 
Captain: (Trying to gag D) Shut up, D! 
D: And above all, we are NOT going to CRASH! 
The Captain takes a sledge hammer to the intercomm unit!  
Captain: There! 
The Captain sits down, thinks, then realises the situation is hopeless.
Captain: Oh, we’re doomed! DOOMED I TELL YOU!  The Captain starts crying a
constant stream of tears! 


Back to the passenger compartment, one of the passenger’s, a little old lady 
tries to summon B-ko.
Little Old Lady: Excuuuse me? Stewardess?
B-ko: (snaps) THAT’S FLIGHT ATTENDANT!!!!
The little old lady looks hurt, and stays quiet.
 
Meanwhile, A-ko manages to climb back onto the wing.  She sprints back
into the plane, the force of her feet on the wing drives the airliner into
a spin!  A-ko leaps, and tackles B-ko. 

Both D and the Captain are crying now, tugging desperately at the control
column. 

Inside the passenger compartment, chaos reigns.  People fly everywhere,
although A-ko and B-ko are still mostly concerned with killing each other! 
The two are engaging in a bizzare form of zero gravity body-wrestling. 

A-ko: Now look what YOU’VE done!  
B-ko:  ME?  What about you, you IGNORAMUS!
A-ko: AND JUST WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?  
B-ko: IT MEANS YOU DON’T KNOW SH... 

POP! All of a sudden the emergency oxygen masks deploy, one above each
passenger seat.  In the simulated zero gravity of the spiralling plane
they look like so many writhing serpents. 

Seeing her chance, B-ko wraps an air-hose from one of the masks around
A-ko’s neck in order to choke her, an ironic twist considering the hose’s
intended function. 
B-ko: DIE!!!! 
A-ko easily snaps free of the improvised garrotte, and delivers a solid 
kick to B-ko, who is sent flying. Without any real form of protection, 
B-ko is winded.  At this moment the two hit the deck with a resounding 
THUD.  The plane has somehow leveled out, and is flying straight. 

Back in the cockpit, D and the Captain celebrate, looking extremely
pleased with themselves.  Streamers dangle from the ceiling. 

A-ko: (puzzled) Huh?  B-ko: (equally puzzled) What? They look out the
window, the plane is flying at a dangerously low altitude.  Ahead lies the
tall spires of New York City! 

A-ko: Oh no! We’re gonna crash! 
B-ko: (Determined.) Not if I can help it....  
B-ko charges into the cockpit, where the Captain and D are still
embracing each other with joy.  
B-ko: IDIOTS! We’re off course! 
Captain:(Indignant) Now you listen here.  I’m the Capt... Her jaw drops, as she
looks out the window. 
Captain: AAARGH! Abandon ship!  
The Captain flees down the coridoor at the sight of the skyscrapers 
looming ahead. Fortunently, D has the presence of mind to try the controls. 
Unfortunently, they don’t work.  The plane is now ducking and weaving
through the skyscrapers, the Empire State Building dead in front of them.
B-ko:  A-ko, quickly pass me that 5/8ths socket wrench. 
A-ko: The WHAT?
B-ko: In that toolbox beside you.  GIVE IT TO ME, You MORON! 
A-ko: MORON? I’ll give you the WHOLE BOX!!!  
A-ko throws the toolbox at B-ko, and she is thrown against the wall, bruised. 

Before anyone can react, the Nishi Airlines Flight 90 plunges into the
side of the Empire State Building.  Inside, tourists, and workers scream
with horror as the plane plunges through prime office space.  At such an
odd sight, hundreds of car accidents are caused below.  When the smoke and
dust clears, only the tailfin is visible, jutting out of the skyscraper at
a comical angle.  Luckily, no one is hurt. 

B-ko: (Bitterly) A-ko, YOUR’E FIRED!!!!
A-ko: NO WAY!  I QUIT!

The two continue arguing as the catchy music fades in, and the credits roll...

The End. 

Hope you liked the story, It’s my first attempt at writing Fanfic.  Please
feel free to give me comments and criticisms, my email is:
evagg@canberra.dialix.oz.au