Hi, this is my first story. I don't own Storm Hawks, but you prob'ly figured that. Other wise I'd be writing plots for NerdCorps, instead of posting this on a fan fiction site. And a wonderful Fanfic site it is too. :) Anywho, read and review please, I love helpful pointers!

Attacked!

Stork struggled to pilot the Condor amidst the chaos all around him. Cyclonians had managed to infiltrate the carrier ship, and the other Storm Hawks were trying to hold them off while the Merb looked for a safe terra to land on. Having at least two Cyclonian Destroyers hot on their tail didn't help. The fight was going very badly. The Condor had taken heavy damage from the Cyclonian's blasters.

Aerrow was exhausted; He wasn't sure that he could hold off the Dark Ace much longer. But Aerrow could tell that his nemesis was tiring too. He could see it in the Dark Ace's blood-red eyes.

Red blade crashed on blue, and Aerrow was forced against a wall. Dark Ace removed the Firebolt crystal from the hilt of sword and slipped it in his belt pouch, pulling out a black crystal instead.

"Do you know what this is, Aerrow?" He taunted, setting the crystal in the hilt of his sword, "A gift from one of the most ancient of races in the Atmos. It hasn't been seen in over a thousand years. You should feel honored. You'll be the first to experience its power." Dark Ace activated the blade; it crackled with malicious dark energy. Aerrow barely had time to react as his enemy fired a bolt of black energy directly at his heart, and his body exploded in agony.

Piper was fending off a pair of burly Talons with her staff when she heard Aerrow cry out in pain. She disarmed both of them and forced them out the Condor's shattered window (checking to make sure their parachutes activated, she wasn't that heartless) and rushed to her leader's side.

Dark Ace stood over the young Sky Knight, watching with dark pleasure as Aerrow's body twitched at his feet.

"Aerrow!" Piper cried out in horror. Dark Ace turned towards her, his blade raised. Piper just barely parried his powerful blow. A bolt of energy ran up her staff. Her arm burned and she dropped it. Piper snatched it up again and rolled out of the way of a second blow. She swung with all her might and connected with the Talon commander's sword. The crystal broke out of its place and flew out of the window. The Dark Ace's blade went dim. Piper pointed the end of her weapon at the Dark ace's throat.

"You could take that last jump," She said threateningly, "Or fall by the staff of a superior opponent. I know which one I'd choose." Dark Ace sneered at the crystal specialist and turned towards an enormous hole in the wall.

"If I were you," he retorted, "I'd keep a close eye on your sky knight." Dark Ace said scathingly. He nodded towards Aerrow, who lay very still. Then he jumped.

Piper sighed with relief and rubbed her right arm. It had gone numb from the shoulder down, and she couldn't move it. She knelt at Aerrow's side and turned him over onto his back. He was very pale, and sweat beaded on his forehead. A scorch mark blackened his chest.

"Aerrow?" Piper called softly. The sky knight moaned and opened his eyes. He saw his teammate and his green eyes widened in fear.

"Piper! You've got to get out of here! The Dark Ace--" A sharp wave of pain rolled over him, cutting him off. He gasped, wincing.

"Aerrow they're gone, we drove them off." She reassured him. A crash shook the Condor. Aerrow gave Piper a look that plainly said 'Are you quite sure about that?'

"We're hit! The engines are down!" Stork's voice carried over the intercom, "We're doomed" he added. Aerrow struggled to get up, ignoring his protesting body. Piper placed a hand on his uninjured shoulder to stop him. At this point the Condor was propelled by nothing but its own momentum.

"Aerrow, you've got to lie still. We don't know how bad this is!" Aerrow shook his head stubbornly.

"I don't care; we have to get to the bridge! The others need our help." Aerrow's vibrant green eyes met Piper's amber ones and she sighed. She knew that look. As gently she could with her one good arm she hoisted him to his feet. Piper supported him as his knees buckled and helped him walk as best she could.

It was all Aerrow could do to keep dragging his feet along the hall towards the bridge. His reserves of energy were completely drained. It was pure will that kept him going now.

They struggled to keep their balance as the Condor finally slowed and pulled into a nose dive. The two Storm Hawks stumbled onto the bridge.

Chaos reigned supreme. Stork was sweating profusely as he tried to pull the carrier ship straight. Junko and Radarr were frantically trying to hold the pipes together. Finn was picking himself up off the floor.

"Junko," Aerrow yelled to the Wallop, "Get to the engine room, and fix what you can as fast as you can. Radarr, go with him and help." Piper could hear the strained note in her leader's voice, as much as he tried to hide it. Strong winds buffeted the Condor side to side, and the ship groaned under the strain. Finn glanced out of the ship's wide windows, and gasped.

"Blizzicane!" he screamed. At that everyone hustled to grab onto anything that was bolted down. The storm toyed with the Condor like a cat plays with a mouse before it makes its kill.

Piper did her best to hold onto Aerrow, but he slipped from her grasp when the ship hit the ground. Upon impact they were both thrown from the ship. The last thing Piper knew before she was knocked out was the panicked screams of her teammates.

Oooh the suspense! Lovin' Storm Hawks! Stay tuned for Chapter two!