I'm not sure where I intend on going with this story. I didn't have internet for 20 hours, so I started to write this. Hopefully I can stick with it and get it finished. This will probably be the longest story I'll ever write in my life. And yes, it does include my OC. I'm usually not fond of OC's, but I finally jumped the bandwagon. If you want to see what my OC looks like, even though it's described in the story, go to my profile page and copy and paste the link at the top. It wont let me post links here.

Okay. On with the story.

I'll warn you that there is some swearing in this story, which is the reason for the rating. But anyways, hope you like it.

And by the way, I don't own Storm Hawks.

"I'm. So. BORED."

Piper only briefly glanced up at him, then continued to read.

"What are you reading?"

"A book."

"Well DUH."

No response from Piper.

"I want to go do something!"

Again, no response.

"Why is there nothing to do on this ship?"

"Finn, for the love of atmos, shut up!"

"But there's nothing to do!"

"Go find something to entertain yourself then!"

"Like what? There's nothing fun on the ship, especially you!"

"Go away!"

"Make me."

Aerrow bent down over his skimmer, an odd shaped wrench in hand. This was how it had been since they had entered the Farside. Days full of idleness, irritation, and waiting. It seemed all of them were on edge, Piper especially. Not only had they not seen any sign of Cyclonis, but they hadn't landed the ship in what seemed like a month. All of them, minus Finn, who at the time couldn't have cared less, had agreed that until they had proof of whether or not the native people were friendly, they would stay away from danger. Judging by the technology that Master Cyclonis had brought into Atmos, these were people you didn't want to mess with.

Still, it was as if there had been a rain cloud over all of them. Aerrow had given up on daily training long ago, and now most of the team were filling their days with leisurely activities. So leisurely, that it was almost as if the things they had once enjoyed had become chores.

Sighing, he continued to loosen a bolt that he had tightened not to long ago. It had become a habit of his. He would spend most of the day taking his skimmer apart, and the next day he would put it back together. Which, when he thought about it, was not very smart considering what would happen if they were attacked and his skimmer was a pile of loosened metal. Nevertheless, he continued to loosen the bolts, setting each piece down next to him.

It was at this time that he heard a girlish scream.

Knowing that this might be the only action he was going to get all day, he stood, wiped his hands on his uniform, and headed over to the source of the squealing.

"Finn, you're really pissing me off, you know that?"

"It's not my fault you're so boring!"

"Boring?"

"Uh, guys-"

Piper turned sharply towards him. "Aerrow, am I boring?"

Aerrow stood there for a moment.

"Uhh...no?"

Piper whipped her head around to stick her tongue out at Finn, who then mimicked her, his face scrunched up. Aerrow let his eyes rest on the ceiling, disappointed that it wasn't more exciting. Not that he wanted them to fight, he was hoping that it would've involved some action. Like jumping in between them to stop them from killing each other. Again, not that he liked to do that, but still.

"I'm guessing we still haven't run into anything?"

Piper, the one sticking her tongue out at Finn in triumph, quickly looked over to Aerrow, suddenly very mature. Although Aerrow knew her answer by the look on her face, he waited for her reply.

"Nothing. It's like Cyclonis just vanished. I'm starting to worry that she somehow got back to Atmos, if that s even possible."

Aerrow thought about this for a minute. He knew one thing, they knew as much as Cyclonis did about the Farside. But what if she had discovered another way through the two worlds? It was possible that she-

He shook his head. Having days without excitement was starting to make him doubt too much. He opened his mouth the speak, but was interrupted by an ear splitting ring. It took him a moment to realize that it was the siren, and all three jumped into action, sprinting towards the deck, meeting Junko and Radarr on the way.

"What is it Stork?"

"Is it her?"

"Is anyone with her?"

"Who is it?"

Waving off the onslaught of questions, he pointed straight out in front of the Condor. Squinting, Aerrow tried to make out the shape that seemed to be jerking its way towards them. It's movements were sloppy, something Cyclonis would never be. It took him a second to make out a human shape on...was that?

"A skimmer? Do they even use Skimmers here?" Aerrow asked Piper, who in response shrugged and shook her head.

"Kinda reminds me of how Perry was driving Piper's heliscooter that one time when they switched places." Finn said as he titled his head. Junko, next to him, nodded in agreement.

"Well whatever it is, it seems pretty intent on getting onto our ship."

The five of them let Storks comment sink in. Realizing what that meant, they took off towards the hanger bay.

And of course, Aerrow's ride was a pile of metal. Mentally smacking himself, he directed Piper and Junko to go out and see if this visitor was a threat or not. Both of them nodded, and within seconds, the mechanic and navigator launched into the cold sky of the Farside. As they got closer, Piper studied the 'enemy'.

"It's a girl!"

Junko looked over at Piper in bewilderment. "What?"

Taking a risk, she closed the gap between herself and the mystery girl. She could finally see that not only was it a human girl, but she also looked to be drifting in and out of consciousness. Switching to rescue mode, she pulled up beside the other skimmer and latched her hand onto the wing, being careful not to let its sudden movements rip her hand away. She could see now that the girl had lost all consciousness, and was now slumped over the controls. Reaching out, she grabbed the closest thing she could, which happened to be the girls foot. Silently apologizing, she yanked towards her, causing the girl to slip off the skimmer and hang in the air, limbs flailing like a rag doll.

"Junko! I need help!"

Piper felt the foot begin to slide from her hand. Come on, hurry up!

It was then that she noticed the foot was pulled from her hand, and she looked down to see Junko holding the girl bridal style, looking up at her in concern. Piper sighed.

"We've got to go."

"How do you think she got here?" Finn wondered aloud, knowing that no one else would have a clue.

"What if it's Cyclonis in disguise again?" Stork backed up from the girl as he said this, a look of disgust on his face.

They had propped the girl up against the wall, Piper currently checking her head for any sign of injury. The girl had brown hair, all up in a ponytail that seemed to spark like a firework in the back of her head. On top of this were blue tinted goggles, ones that looked as if they were meant more for show than for an actual purpose. Her outfit consisted of a blue top with other shades of blue patched in, and sleeves that cut off at the elbows. Her pants had the same design, although they went all the way down to her boots. Aerrow had taken note of the fact that in her belt, she had two guns with nozzles that looked as if they shot energy blasts.

"Well, she has weapons on her. But I don't see any crystals." Aerrow finally said after a few moments.

Piper nodded as he said this and straightened up. "She doesn't look very dangerous at all."

Finn picked his head up suddenly. "Wait...if she's here...then wouldn't that mean that she would've had to have gone through another entrance to the Farside?"

All of them froze. Finn was right, this girl didn't look like she belonged in the Farside at all. Somewhere, there was another way to get back to Atmos. And this girl could help them find it! Smiling, Aerrow began to speak, only to, once again, be interrupted by a noise. But it wasn't the blaring sound of the alarm. It was a much quieter sound. All of them looked down at the girl as she started to sit herself up more, not bothering to open her eyes. Stork sought cover behind Junko, peeking over his shoulder. Radarr found his way onto Aerrow's shoulder, but he was much more curious than scared.

The girl finally opened one eye, which Aerrow noted were also brown, and looked around the room, bringing a hand to her head as if to steady it. Finally opening the other eye, she stared up at them, lifting an eyebrow. It was a weird expression, one that looked like a mix of being unimpressed but also confused. Skeptical was probably the word for it. She blinked a few more times, and began to speak.

I'm going to be going into point of views. I found that I write things much better in first person instead of third, so expect to see more of that. This story kinda has a lot in it. I'm still debating on whether or not I should add romance. As I add more chapters, I'll be putting a poll up about it.

But yup. Hope you guys liked it! Don't forget to review! :D