A/N: Hey everyone I'm back and got another idea. Yeah you might remember me from my StarFox fic, and hey, I'm getting to work on that too. But for now here's some SOA drabble to keep you going!

Disclaimer: I don't own Skies of Arcadia. I wish I did, because it is one of the coolest RPGs I have ever played...Plus I'd have alot of money right now...

Chapter 1: Failure

-The Fateful Eve-

I... I'm speechless. For probably the first time in my life

I don't know what to say. I never dreamed that this many Air Pirates

would come together to fight. Aika, Fina, Gilder, Drachma, Enrique... thank you all...

Tomorrow, we make history...

The battle between the two fleets raged on. Sailing toe-to-toe, the Blue Rogue/Yafutoman fleet went against Galcian's armada ship for ship, shot for shot. Vyse's ship, The Delphinus tore through another Valuan frigate with it's Moon Stone Cannon, completely decimating the slightly smaller ship in a beam of purplish-white light before going up against the giant air station, The Hydra, where the Valuan lord was residing in. The young Air Pirate and his friends tore a hole into the air station and boarded, heading straight for Galcian to put an end to his madness once and for all...

Vyse stumbled back against the wall of the large room, sliding down it as he dropped his cutlasses. He had one eye open to look at the arm he was now clutching, the blue sleeve glowing dark crimson with each passing moment. Casting Green Magic wouldn't work, it took too much energy that he didn't have at the moment. The Blue Rogue tried to get up, yet his strength left him as the pain in his ribs brought him back down. He looked up at the source of his injury, the gleaming sword pointing at him had a vibrant red streak going towards the tip which ended in a drop of blood. Looking up to where the tip of the sword led, Vyse became sick as he saw the mocking smirk Galcian gave him. He had to look away, but the sights in front of him made him want to puke. Drachma was laying on his side in a pool of blood, the metal bird-arm attachment fully under him pressing against his rib cage. The old sailor stared blankly into space as his life left him, gasping every so often as he gave up trying to put his entrails back in. Aika and Fina were both in a corner, the two girls bleeding out, yet Vyse was not sure how bad. Galcian had cast Eternes on Aika, seriously hurting her before assaulting them with a move he learned called Terminal as Fina tried to help the redhead.

"Are you ready to give up yet?" Galcian asked as if bored. The Valuan lord brought the bloodstained weapon away from Vyse's face, sheathing it as if the younger man was no threat. Vyse's face twisted into a snarl as he tried to get up again, falling forward in the process. "NEVER!! I'LL NEVER GIVE UP! AS LONG AS YOU ARE IN POWER YOU'LL NEVER SEE THE END OF ME OR THE BLUE ROGUES!!" he screamed, a few tears staining his face. He knew right then he couldn't stop him, and he knew that he had failed. Drachma was dead and he, Aika, and Fina might be experiencing their last moments alive right then. Vyse let out an unearthly scream as he tried to charge Galcian again. Galcian sidestepped the injured Air Pirate and grabbed him by the back of his collar, effectively silencing and yoking up Vyse at the same time before backfisting him with an audible 'CRACK', which was probably Vyse's jaw breaking. Galcian then tossed the young man into the corner with Aika and Fina, letting land in a crumpled heap by their feet unconscious.

Galcian grinned before walking over to the control panel on the far wall. Leaning down, he pressed a button before clearing his throat and speaking. "All hands, all hands, this is Lord Galcian. Send a team to the bridge to take care of some prisoners. Communications, let the Rogue fleet know their leader is dead, and they will be too if they don't surrender." Galcian then released the button, cutting off the intercom. He turned and waited with his arms crossed until the guards came, dragging the trio away along with Drachma's corpse. With everyone gone, the Valuan lord turned towards the window to see the ongoing battle, a smile playing on his cruel lips..

Outside, the Blue Rogue fleet was getting hammered. The Blackbeard was on its way into The Vortex in a blaze of fire and Centime was busy trying to keep The Ironclad from following suit. On board The Claudia, Gilder was getting impatient...and worried. "What's taking them so long?! We can't keep this up forever!" the smooth pirate said as he turned his ship hard to port so that his men could fire on the broadside of an occupied frigate. The Delphinus was having problems of her own without her captain there. The massive airship was engaged with three Valuan ships and was getting no quarter. "What is Vyse doing?! We're gonna run outta ammo soon!" Belle moaned as she and her girls loaded and fired the secondary cannons as fast as they could. A Pyres-charged cannonball hit one of the cannons, severely burning one of Belle's gunners, Lilly. As the two other girls assisted their friend, a retreat order came over the intercom. The Albatross II had gotten the message from The Hydra that Vyse and his team had been killed.

With that message, all communications in the Blue Rogue fleet stopped. What seemed like hours was only seconds before Dyne's voice came back on. "If we don't retreat now we won't have that chance later! They're handing our asses to us on a moonstone platter and if we all die here then their deaths will have been in vain. We'll have to continue this another time! NOW ALL SHIPS RETREAT!!" his voice boomed on the intercom. With that, what was left of the fleet of Yafutomans and Air Pirates retreated to the sky rifts, several ships in pursuit. The ships were quiet as they fled, not even the necessary damage reports were uttered, yet everyone could hear through the silence what was obvious: They've Failed...

Meanwhile, back on the Valuan continent in the ruins of Valua City, young man sprinted through the rubble, several Valuan soldiers in hot pursuit. "Pyrulen!" one of the soldiers, a sergeant shouted, causing a large wall of fire to sprout up in front of their quarry. The young man yelped and jumped back, patting his head down for fear of fire catching onto the cloak he had on. "That's as far as you go. You're coming with us." the sergeant said again. The man got into a low position as if he was getting ready to bear-crawl.

"Y' wan' me you gonna have t' knock me out!" The cloaked figure said. All he heard before seeing black was the word "Eterni."

A/N: Yeah I know this chapter is short, but I promise it'll get longer, and better. Hehehe, it's gonna be longer. Please send Reviews, I'll even take flames, I'm cold anyways.

Port : A naval term meaning the left side of a ship.