Hey, right I know I haven't yet updated Forbidden but I was talking with Dark Lions (an author on this site, if you like Dark Ace x Cyclonis check out his fanfic Reaction XD) and my friend Forinsyther (again look at her fanfics they're awesome, she's in my favorite authors section) and basically it inspired me to do a Dark Ace x Cyclonis fanfic. Also for the sake of not seeming perverted Cyclonis is 17 because otherwise her crush on a 27yr old man would be a bit...you know X3 anyway enjoy ^_^
DISCLAIMER: I o not own Storm Hawks and never will unless I become a millionaire and buy Nerd corps...which is unlikely.
Prologue-
Fire was everywhere. The dancing flames swirling across the sky and circling my falling Terra in a predatory manor, spiralling wildly out of control as though trapped within a feeding frenzy. I cried out and reached for my home, taking a step forward before the flames whipping around my feet snaked tendrils around my ankles and pulled me to a sudden halt. My arm remained extended in a vain hope that I could stop the destruction of Cyclonia through sheer willpower alone, but it continued to collapse. The home I had inhabited for the past 17 years was literally crumbling around me and I, the great crystal master of the Atmos, was powerless to stop it. Horrified amethyst followed the destruction of my life, unable to tear themselves away but widening upon the voice coming from behind.
"Master Cyclonis."
The flames wrapped around my ankles immobilised me, preventing me from turning to gaze upon the voice's owner but I still knew who it was from the first syllable.
"Ace..." The choked whisper forces it's way past pale lips.
"You killed me." His voice sounded almost amused by the suggestion and I felt hot breath down my neck as he moved closer, an involuntary shiver passing through me at the sensation.
"No...no, I wouldn't." It seemed I had lost control of my body as my knees gave way and I collapsed like the falling Terra before me.
"But you did." He remarked dryly with a low chuckle, " You always were a bit of an arrogant witch. Never afraid to kill your subordinates or send us to our deaths."
Suddenly, he stood before me, raven hair ruffled slightly as though he had just gotten off his skimmer, crimson eyes glowing with amusement and the stance of a warrior. No, predator would be more accurate. His relaxed, almost carefree, pose hiding a sense of tension and wariness that only I knew lurked beneath it.
The same as always.
"Goodbye, Lark." The smile didn't quite reach his eyes and my acute hearing easily picked up on the hint of sadness hidden within the light hearted tone.
I knew him far too well for such acting to work.
"Ace?" The murmured plea fell on deaf ears so I drew myself up to as full a stature I could attain whilst kneeling, shouting after him, "Ace, stop at once! Do not disobey me! Ace!"
With each cry I grew louder in my desperation for the red eyed talon to acknowledge me, but upon the last call my voice broke, tears welling up in my eyes. Letting out a despairing wail I watched in horror as the retreating back of my champion was engulfed in flames.
"Ace, no!" Reaching out again I flinched, eyes flashing open as my hand collided with something cold.
Blinking, I tried to piece together what had happened, scanning the area and sighing in frustration as I relaxed back against a rather uncomfortably squishy pillow. I was still in my hotel room and it was just another nightmare, with this in mind I brushed dark violet strands from my eyes in order to glance at the clock by my bed. Four in the morning. Agitated, I ground my teeth as I groaned and sat upright, rubbing my head in an attempt to wake myself up. Faint curiosity tugged at my mind as I regarded the clock again, this world held such unusual technology, running slim fingers along the edge of the small emerald crystal that projected the holographic image of the numbers into the air. With a slight smile I tapped the number four, realising I had hit that whilst flailing in my sleep and marvelling at one of the Far Side's more simple inventions, a solid hologram. In the Atmos it was an easy matter to project a holographic image into the air but here however, all the technology appeared to be a dozen steps ahead, crystals used in ingenious ways that I could only have previously dreamed of.
That said, nothing was going to make up for yet another night of nightmare ridden sleep deprivation... With an air of exhaustion and a sense of the Queen I once was, I stretched leisurely, proceeding to slip from the warmth of the blankets and dress swiftly. Instead of wearing inconspicuous clothes in order to deceive the average citizen I had retained my purple attire, figuring that as most civilians wore such unusual clothes they would hardly notice one such as myself. My long cape slipped easily over the rest of my outfit and I took a moment to regard my reflection warily, unsure of the strange girl who glared at me from within the cracked mirror. Shadowed eyes which hardly needed added eyeliner anymore, sleepless night reflected in my short temper and haggard appearance. Another sigh escaped my lips and I attempted to gain a resemblance of something akin to composure, my once cold and majestic air having died down to a whisper of power and I felt as though the girl staring back at me was the mere shadow of a once glorious Queen.
Wearily picked up my torn bag I quickly used an invisibly crystal to hide it from view, finding it looked too out of place amongst my well cared for clothes. Even now, appearances were important as today I was to finally re-unite with the Nightcrawlers who, having scattered upon defeat, took me a matter of weeks until they finally agreed to meet. It was imperative that this contract was made, the meeting could either destroy or secure the achievement of my goal after all.
My goal...
Eying the desk, I strode over and plucked a shard of crimson crystal form the top drawer, my mind dredging up memories from the previous week? Month? Year? I didn't know anymore. What I did remember was the agonised screams, the warning cries telling me to stop and the sudden flash of light. I remembered the sharp pain in my arm as the crystal shard I now held had impaled my shoulder. Remember ripping it out with a hiss of pain and anger, wanting only to rid myself of such a nuisance and instead seeing what was left of my most treasured commander. I had wrought a terrible wrong that day, my heart shattering as I fled upon the realisation of what I had done, clutching the crystal so tightly my hand had bled. Ruby red blood dripping down milky white fingers as I fought to hold back tears, tears that the Storm Hawks would witness if allowed to fall.
"Ace..." The sound of my own voice shocked me out from where I had become lost in my memories and my eyes glittered, cold and hard with a fierce determination.
"I will bring you back, my dearest champion..."
Ah I actually love writing about Cyclonis she is a brilliant character, possibly my favourite form Storm Hawks. I have the next chapter planned and ready to be written so hopefully it'll be out soon, also I have hit a road block with Forbidden so if anyone actually likes it I am trying T.T I swear...anyway what was I gonna say again...Oh yeah please R&R! ^_^