Help Thy Brother’s Boat Across: A post-Aurora Borealis ficlet in response to an anonymous Tumblr prompt, in which Raleigh and Yancy battle insomnia in the wake of Clawhook and their destabilized drift.
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A fanfiction prequel to Pacific Rim: The forming of Gipsy Danger’s pilots and crew, from Academy to her first kills and the golden age of the Jaeger Program.
Aurora Borealis on AO3.
Aurora Borealis on FF.net.
Here’s a sneak peak from Chapter 37: Endurance…
"Okay, Gipsy, we're lifting you to Tijuana," reported the Jump Hawk crews. "Yankee Star's being stationed at Cabo, and Chrome Brutus's staying in LA with Vulcan once they arrive."
"Is Panama completely out of action?" Yancy asked as they were running the pre-dep checks in the pod.
"The Jaegers aren't, but everything that flies is," Tendo told them. "Hurricane-force gusts, cloud to ground lightning, large hail. Hydra Corinthian's being deployed; she's running north to meet up with Matador Fury, but she's having to do it on her own power, no lift for at least a hundred miles."
Once they were airborne and moving south over the coast, they observed the heavy traffic of the evacuating population below. "Where's our bogey?"
"One hundred eleven miles west-southwest of Tijuana, moving east-northeast at sixty-eight miles per hour. This bastard's one of the fastest we've ever had. Island evacuation is complete."
Yancy considered the mostly-barren islands well outside Tijuana's miracle mile. "That'd be a good spot to try and engage this guy if we can get him ashore. Just inside the ten-mile mark."
"That works for us if you can catch him, Gipsy," said Marshall Ramirez. "Be aware this kaiju seems to be very evasive. Do not expose the coastline."
"Copy that, ma'am. Permission to hail shipping traffic outside the miracle mile?"
"Granted."
They spent the ride to Tijuana's miracle mile passing along warnings to every vessel they spotted and dodging Coast Guard choppers running to rescue the ones that couldn't go ashore fast enough. "How close is that cabrón?" a frantic cargo ship captain asked them, trying to decide whether to abandon his load in favor of saving his crew.
"Less than an hour from your position, Captain," Yancy warned him in Spanish. "Your cargo isn't worth your lives. Abandon your ship and get out of here! We're deploying in ten minutes, and there will be waves if we fight him."
"Mierda. Okay, abandoning ship." Raleigh and Yancy watched faster Coast Guard cutters and rescue choppers picking up the crew as they prepared for neural handshake.
"I can see the kaiju!" a Mexican news broadcaster was yelling as they came out of driftspace into reality again. "He's on the surface, heading straight for the islands!"
"The big question is what's he gonna do when he sees us waiting for him," Raleigh said with a grin. Once he and Yancy too could see the churning water streaming towards them and the kaiju's spectral signature within a mile, he blasted the rescue horns.
The fucker actually stopped. Someone in LOCCENT let out a bark of laughter; it sounded like Tendo. "Aww, Gipsy, you scared the poor beh-beh!" cooed one of their spotters.
Even Yancy was grinning, but he turned the horns off. “Too bad we haven't got a fishhook to throw out for him. Spotters, ascend a few hundred for us, just to be on the safe side." Heeere asshole!
Kaiju wanna cracker? Raleigh added, and now Yance was barely managing not to crack up.
Clawhook was drifting back and forth right outside the miracle mile, as if having trouble making up his mind. It was funny at first, but after ninety minutes, it was getting really irritating. "Goddamn, this guy's skittish."
To be continued...
Here the links to my blog entries for and about my Pacific Rim headcanons that make up this fanfic series:
