(A/N: wow quick eh? here it is, as demanded, the sequel to where Insanity is Forever left off. i hope you enjoy, you might notice some similarities with this and some other things, i was inspired by them ok just give me break its all i could come up with. anyway review, if you review new chapters will come if not this thing will be put on hold or will stop. ok? good.)
Summary: It's been a month since Vincent, the insane brother of Cyclonis, was killed. Everything is peaceful until strange things happen, reports of people going missing, sightings of an unbeatable ship long thought lost , rumors of someone horrifying is returning to Atmos. It's up to the Storm Hawks and Cyclonis to stop this new threat. Will they succeed or will Atmos be consumed in a raging inferno.
Sky Knight's Inferno ch 1
The sky was blanketed with dark grey clouds; thunder rumbled in the sky, lighting lit the sky partially through the thick clouds. A large dark ship flew slowly through the night, it was large, larger then a murk raider's ship, and the hull was jet-black and rust colored from improper upkeep and constant battles.
Inside, the ship creaked and a dozen crewmembers scurried around the vast ship tending to their duties. In the captain's quarters it was dark and was lit by candles and a large window allowing the moon and stars to shine, a man sat in a chair staring up at the stars, he had long messy jet-black hair with a streak of grey, a large scar on his face covering his left eyelid, he wore a black tattered coat, a grey shirt, old pants, and combat boots.
There was a large bed with black blankets, a pale woman with long dark hair was fast asleep smiling partly, and beside the bed was a nightstand that had only a silver bottle.
The man had a glass of wine in his hand, he sipped the wine listening to music on an old radio, he sighed, "Another year gone, and another step closer" he looked to the woman, who was fast asleep, he smiled
"Soon my love, soon" he closed his eyes a little but his thoughts were interrupted by a loud crash sound from above. His dark eyes opened, he growled, "What is it this time?" he rose from his seat, he picked up his weapon from the side of his chair, a thin slightly curved blade with a skull on the pommel in a black wooden scabbard.
The woman tossed and turned "Rest, dream sweet dreams, I'll tend to the rabble" He whispered to her, he turned and lumbered to the door growling, "someone is going to die" he then opened the door and walked towards the sound.
A few minutes earlier on the lower decks, the crew were attending their duties, and then one man who was mopping named Stark yelled, "That's it! I had it with this crap!" he threw his mop to the metal floor, his fellow crewmembers looked at him
"Had it with what?" asked a man named Robert, Stark turned to him "I had it with this ship, the captain, this ruddy job, being stuck here doing this crap"
Robert nodded "Well it is a rather droll job but we must obey the captain" Stark and Robert were simple merchants up until a few weeks ago they were attacked by a strange ship and were pressgang into the ships crew, now they were mopping up the halls.
"We must obey the captain" mimicked Stark "Jeez your such a big kiss ass, have you forgot what they did to John and Travis" Robert shook his head "No but have you forgot what the crew did to that guy who so much as mimicked the captain" They both shuddered "No I haven't" muttered Stark "But there's more of us then the captain and his officers we can easily over power them, we can take the ship and we can get the hell out of here" Robert nodded "true".
They both went to the lower decks where the quarters for the new additions are, they all had been merchants, pilots, members of sky knight squadrons and other things, they had all been shanghaied into the crew, they all despised and feared the captain.
Stark and Robert told the men of their plan of mutiny and most of them agreed to join in, one of the men snuck into the armory and snatched a few swords, crossbows and crystals. They all marched silently through the hall towards the bridge, the captains loyal officers manning the controls
"Ready?" whispered Stark to the his fellow mutineers, they all nodded "1..2…3!" he shouted and they all charged into the bridge, the officers were taken off guard slightly but they reacted quickly, they drew their weapons and engaged the mutineers.
A dozen men on both sides wrestling for control of the ship, loud bangs and booms from explosive crystals and other weapons shook the ship, the mutineers managed to gain the upper hand through sheer force of numbers "Victory's ours!" proclaimed Stark, the mutineers cheered as they tied up the officers. There was a creak and the cheering faded quickly, Stark was confused but then realized why they stopped cheering
"What is going on here?" asked a calm voice, Stark turned and paled a little at the sight of the captain, he was a tall and gruff man, he was taller then Stark and he practically radiated authority
"What is going on here? Soldiers and Sailors abandoning their posts, stealing weapons, fighting on the bridge, again I ask what is going on?" he asked again but in a louder tone, his piercing storm cloud grey eyes staring at the crew, everyone was silent till the first mate spoke up
"M-mutiny sir" The captain closed his eyes a little grumbling something "Gentlemen I am disappointed in all of you, I was in my quarters resting, and then suddenly I hear an ungodly row up here disturbing my rest and you almost awoke Lavinia"
The crew was silent, even though they feared the captain, they feared his wife, Lavinia, more.
The captain shook his head "What shall I do with you?" he asked no one in particular, Stark growled "We're not afraid of you" The captain looked at Stark with one eyebrow raised "We're tired of you pushing us around and kidnapping us to make us work for you, so we're not backing down" Stark raised his weapon and he charged at the captain, everyone's eyes widened except the captain who just looked bored,
Stark yelled "Die you bastard!" he swung his sword but as quick as a flash, the captain caught the sword with one hand.
Everyone gaped at the sight; Stark's eyes widened, a few drops of blood dripped down the captain's hand, he just said calmly "You really should be afraid" Stark was quiet "I slaughtered men who were bigger and braver then you, I give Murk raiders nightmares, I'm the reason why Nightcrawlers look under their beds before they sleep"
Stark started sweating "Well of that's the way you feel about me and my methods then I'm afraid you are here by dismissed" the captain's hand glowed purple, violet energy shot down the sword towards the handle and up Stark's arm, Stark was then enveloped in violet light he screamed
"Help! Help me! Somebody!" then when the light vanished there was a large scorch mark on the floor where Stark once stood.
The captain looked around "Anyone else feels brave enough to make a comment on my methods" everyone shook their heads, including the mutineers, the captain smiled "good now, get this cleaned up and get back to work, and don't make another racket or else you will all share Mr. Stark's fate" everyone nodded "Yes sir, Captain Styx" said the first mate saluting, Captain Styx saluted then turned around, walked away from the bridge form whence he came muttering "I'm going back to sleep".
Captain Styx walked into his room, he placed he sat down in his chair, he placed his sword on the ground beside him, he sighed feeling arms around his neck "you're hurt" said a soft voice, "it's just a scratch, Lavinia" said Styx,
she kissed his cheek "What happened?" Styx just waved "Nothing to worry about, just some idiot believing he could beat me" Lavinia laughed "how amusing, what did you do to him?" "I dismissed him", said Styx.
Lavinia pouted a little "aw I can't believe I missed that" "I wanted you to rest and gather you're strength for we're almost there" Lavinia asked, "You've found it didn't you?" Styx nodded "The map is in the last place I would've guessed"
"Zachariah, you don't mean..." breathed Lavinia, Zachariah Styx nodded "Yes the map is in possession of one Master Cyclonis of Cyclonia" Lavinia's face twisted into a scowl "Cyclonian filth, tried to kill us with their pathetic talons".
Zachariah placed a hand on Lavinia's "That's all in the past, for now we will get the map and we will rid us and the Atmos of those little cockroaches" Lavinia smiled "Yes and we will be guided by our own guide" she picked up the bottle from the nightstand "Our own Vincent V. Cyclonis".
End of Chapter
(A/N: i hoped you enjoy that, comment and review to you're hearts content, please tell me what you think of this and how you think this story is going to turn out. i had to rewrite a few parts but i think it was good, well anyway got to go bye!)