HEY! First story, so reviews welcome. Lurving the Storm Hawks right now. Oh, there will be Pipper/Aerrow in the future, but I'm not sure where. – bp
The Condor was being blasted back and forth by two Cyclonian crusers. Inside, Stork, the green Merb piolet, was struggling to control it, muttering how doomed they were. Piper was bending over maps and charts, desperatly trying to make a plan. As Piper looked out of the window, a skimmer raced by, another one just behind. The skimmer in front was her sky night and leader Aerrow, while the one chasing him was the Dark Ace, Master Cyclonis' champion. Piper smiled. Aerrow had this one, no problem.
Had she looked more closly, she would have seen that Aerrow was in pretty bad shape. For one, Radarr, his co-pilot, along with his cockpit, was nowhere in sight. Aerrow himself was pretty worse for wear. He was missing one of his blades, and there were blast marks where armor should have been. There was also a trickle of blood running down the side of his face, and to make matters worse, his skimmer was losing power. Aerrow grimmiced. The side of his head was throbing, and the blood, his blood, was getting into his eyes. The skimmer's power was completely gone now. It was all Aerrow could do to keep it from going into a nose dive down in the wastlands.
The Dark Ace and his skimmer, meanwhile, were in top condition, besides a dark bruse over one eye. The sky night would pay for that eventualy, but for right now, the Dark Ace could practicly tast the desperation coming from Aerrow as his skimmer started to fall even faster. Aerrow could have activated his glider, but he hadn't had time to put it on. The Cyclonian's attack had been an ambush. As his skimmer started to descend below the cloud line, Aerrow scaned the area for any signs of Junko or Finn, but they where nowhere in sight.
By now, the skimmer was free falling. He knew that his only chance, which was a slim one, was to jump and to hope that there where low flying skimmers around, so Aerrow jumped. Just as he did, an crystal arrow hit the power cell, and his skimmer exploded. Aerrow grabed onto the wing of a passing skimmer and pulled himself on. He heard a cold laugh and looked up. He had pulled himself onto the Dark Ace's skimmer. Aerrow lept to his feet, but the sudden action caused his head to spin painfuly and his eyes to swim in and out of focus. The Dark Ace sensed this moment of weakness and knocked the young teen senseless with his fist. He dragged Aerrow behind him and signaled the squadren to pull back to the crusers.
TADA! a bit short i know, but it's late. Reviews welcome!