Hello people! This is my first time posting a fic and, while my friends and I all like it, I'd like a wider opinion on it. And to clear up any confusion, I'm TheInvisible. My sometimes co-author and best friend is TheNerd. So, this is the start to a little fanfic I wrote about the past of one of the lesser developed characters of Storm Hawks. If you can guess who it is from this chapter, I might be a bit surprised. Fruniscor! Or for those of you who don't speak Latin, enjoy!
Prologue - A Nostalgic Dream
"Come on, hurry up! We're gonna miss his speech," I yelled over the roaring crowd. The red-headed girl, for the oddest reason I couldn't remember her name, I was with rolled her eyes and we pushed our way to the front of the crowd. I looked up at him, the leader of the Storm Hawks and the best fighter in all of Atmos, Lighting Strike. He waved to the crowd and they all cheered.
"Thank you, thank you. Now, before we get started, I'd like to thank everyone for coming out and say what an honor it will be to fight against Cyclonia in the name of Isolos!" The crowd screamed and my friend covered her ears. Lighting Strike made a quieting gesture and everyone calmed down again.
"Now, the moment I'm sure a good portion of you have been waiting for for a long time. It's time to announce the name of the young man who will accompany the Storm Hawks to the front lines as my co-pilot!" A good half of the girls in the crowd groaned and some of them even left. I didn't care the only thing that mattered at that moment was that the Mayor read my name off that card. My name, I needed it to be my name; I needed to be the one to join the Storm Hawks. Time seemed to slow a bit as the Mayor walked onto the stage and shook the leader's hand. He took the card from the envelope and smiled. He handed it off to Lighting Strike and I could feel my heartbeat against my ribcage.
"Is there a Slippy here?" Lighting Strike looked around and I stood there awestruck. He said it; he said my name. I could hardly breathe, let alone go up there. I looked over at my friend and she was holding up my arm.
"Why is she doing that," I thought as another hand grabbed my shoulder and, with a helpful push from the crowd behind me, pulled me up onto the stage. I turned to see who had pulled me up and saw Lighting Strike himself with his hand on my shoulder. Time caught up with me as I realized the reality of it all and I smiled wider than I had ever before in my life. The Mayor laughed when he saw my expression but I couldn't care less what anyone thought! I was going to be Lighting Strike's co-pilot. The crowd cheered on a little longer and we finally went backstage. After a while of sitting around my friend found me and we walked off to the edge of the Terra.
"So, I guess you're gonna go off and save the world now," she said with the smallest hint of a coming sadness in her voice. I nodded and gave her a hug. She looked up at me and I could see the smallest traces of tears at the corners of her eyes.
"I swear you're the only girl I'll ever love," I said, leaning down and giving her a quick kiss. She swore the same thing and kissed me before running off. She turned around once and everything around her faded into an entirely different place. She didn't move anymore and I was looking on at myself standing next to her. I occurred to me that I was looking at a picture and I heard a faint ringing sound of in the distance. Without having any control over what I was doing, I put the picture in a small black box and hid the box in a hole in the wall, which I then covered with a small metal plate. The ringing sound got louder as I got up from the bed I had been sitting on and walked through the doors to the room. I walked down a hall and into a large room with windows completely covering one wall; a room I recognized as the bridge of the Condor.
Then, I woke up.
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