This was just an idea I had recently and had to write it down!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Storm Hawks. Obviously. =(
6-4-09 update: I noticed a small error and just fixed it. If you received a notice about an update, it was just one word lol. I will try to get the next one up soon!
The Atmos, world of a thousand mountain-top kingdoms, each protected by a Sky Night against the forces of darkness: beasts, rogues and worst of all… Cyclonians. The greatest of all Sky nights led the Storm Hawks, his mission: unite the kingdoms and rid Atmos of evil forever; but he was betrayed. The Storm Hawks defeated and all hope Lost.
Until now, I'm Aerrow, the last descendant of the original Storm Hawks and I've been given their mission. This is my squadron: Finn, the marksman ("Chick-a-cha!"), Junko, the strongman ("Oops, sorry."), Piper, the specialist ("Lets do it!"), Stork, the helmsman ("We're doomed."), and of course my co-pilot, Radarr. We're the Storm Hawks and for us –
"Woah, woah, woah! Time out!"
"What is it Finn?" snapped Aerrow, "I was about to finish."
"Look, I totally get and respect how you're the leader and the last descendent of the original Storm Hawks and everything, but we're a team Aerrow. You know, sharing parts equally. I hardly call giving the rest of us to say three syllables fair."
"And since when do I say, 'Lets do it'? I hardly say that!"
Stork set the Condor on auto-pilot and joined the rest of his team on the couch, "And I only have two syllables to say. That's even less than yours." he reminded them.
"And what do you want to be done about it? It's just fine the way it is!" insisted Aerrow, "I only changed it because before you didn't get to say anything in the first place."
Finn took Aerrow's shoulder and pushed him to the couch, "Sit down and chill Aerrow, and allow the Finnster tell you how it should be told."
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A/N: Yes I know it's short, but after all it's only the prologue! Next chapter will be Finn narrating the intro to the Storm Hawks.