Chopper Cries Novels & Stories

Mason pushed some bottons and the chopper's blade began to spin like a tornado. Soon we were off the pad and Mason navigated the chopper like a fucking pro. I didn't know he could fly a chopper. It dawned on me that there were so many other things I hadn't known yet about Mason and my mind was intrigued to know. “I had strict lessons on how to fly all kinds of planes so I can.” He replied once we were many feet in the air and among the clouds and twinkling stars.

Chaos said, smiling even his tears is streaming out of his eyes. “It’s useless to hear my explanation---” “I don’t f*cking care!” Chaos shouted. “All I want to hear is, I don’t care if it’s useless…I want to hear it, because from that night I start to question myself of what I do for you to do that!” Chaos shouted at River again. Peace tears are falling from her eyes because he can see River’s and Chaos eyes, she can see their suffering, Chaos' pain is so deep and she feels in every word he is uttering towards River.

“That’s a chopper!” Her face lit up instantly. “Oh my God, Damien!” She dropped the fruits and started waving her arms frantically. “We’re here! Hey! Over here!” I cupped my hands around my mouth and yelled, my voice cracking. “Down here! We need help!” The sound grew louder, blades chopping through the sky. Hope surged through me so hard my chest hurt. I grabbed Kim’s hand, both of us waving, screaming, jumping like crazy. And then… the helicopter veered away.

“May day! May day!! May day!!!” A hard blow on my head woke me up from a horrible nightmare, my eyes were sleepy heavy despite the blood dropping from my head, it took a while for me to realize that we're still in the chopper. “I've lost control!” The pilot shouts. Quickly, I grab my bag and fasten the straps. The chopper jerk again and this time it slammed me to the metal floor. My nose bleeds but as I tried to stand up, someone held me.

When I finally found Jack and the others, I promptly shouted, “There, on the second lifeboat! Those are the students who had issued the distress call! Could you please help them? They are just university students!” However, the cockpit was in utter chaos as someone was barking orders from the other end. “Chopper Two, Chopper Two—get clear right now! The cyclone is spreading and you are not within minimum safe distance. Chopper One is already down, abandon the operations and get clear right now!” “No, no, no! Don’t give up! They are right beneath us!” I struggled in panic and maniacally pulled against my handcuffs, but the two men beside me kept me pinned on my seat as the chopper started to

I tried to help, but my vision was going dark, my head throbbing with unbearable pain. "Aiden, help!" Chloe's voice echoed, but it sounded distant, like she was calling from miles away. I fell back to the ground, the world spinning around me. My strength was failing. I could barely see through the haze that had settled over my vision. The sound of Alex’s terrified cries and Chloe’s panicked shouts reached me faintly. "No, no, no..." Chloe’s voice broke, her frustration and fear clear. "Aiden, please!"

I clenched the chip in my fist and shut my eyes, every nerve ending igniting with raw terror. Then— Impact. The chopper struck the sand with a bone-rattling crash. Metal groaned and twisted, glass shattered, and fire licked at the edges of my vision. We skidded across the dunes like a wounded beast, finally grinding to a halt with a guttural roar. For a moment, there was only the sound of flames crackling and the hiss of ruptured hydraulics. Then, pain. White-hot, slicing through my ribs, my shoulder, my side. I gasped, coughing on smoke, trying to move—trying to understand if I was still alive or just suspended between worlds.

The pilot explanation was suddenly disrupted by a explosion from the blades of the chopper. "... AHHH!" Anika scream in fear, and close her eyes. "... What's going on you damn omega?" Don shouted at the pilot. "... It's the blades. It looks like it was destroyed by something, so we have to get out of the chopper now before the engine explodes." The omega said, and try to unbutton he's seat belts. "..You useless Omegas. You all can't do anything right!" Don yells, and then kicks chair of the pilot from behind. "AHHHHH!" The pilot shouts as he burst out of the chopper through the front glass cabin, and die instantly.

Sitting on the hydraulic launch cradle was a heavy-duty tactical utility chopper, its rotors spinning a deafening, cyclonic roar that battered the damp concrete walls. Noah hoisted Leo into the copilot’s seat, strapping the boy tightly into the five-point safety harness before sliding into the pilot's well himself. He didn't wait for clearance. He gripped the collective, slammed the throttle forward, and vaulted the chopper straight out of the moonpool and into the howling fury of the North Atlantic gale. The storm tossed the aircraft around like a paper leaf, the wind screaming against the Plexiglas windscreen as Noah fought the cyclic control, pushing the engines past their redline limits

My voice trembled. "I heard them." Silence..,Complete silence. Chloe stared at me. "Heard who?" "The twins." Her eyes widened. "They spoke to me." I laughed nervously.I know it sounds crazy But I heard them." "T-They talked?" "They told me not to cry." Tears filled my eyes. "They said Daddy would protect us." Chloe became unusually quiet. Too quiet. I thought maybe she didn't believe me. "I know how insane it sounds” "No." She interrupted softly.