Revenge

Disclaimer: I do not own the Storm Hawks or any of its characters. This is purely a fan-made story.

**WARNING! Inappropriate content! I do not think I need to tell you this after taking a look at the rating, but just in case, THIS IS A YAOI fanfic! It contains scenes of rape and sexual content. Oh and I think there's only…1 swear in the whole thing? xD be warned!"

Dark Ace x Aerrow

~For the sake of annoying the hell out of those few people who somehow find typing in Comic Sans Font offensive. HI! :3 This is my first ever fully completed fanfic! xD I've tried numerous times to write longer ones but they've all ended up dumped on this old memory stick feeling neglected. I feel so nervous! Be nice in your reviews! 3 I'll apologize if my writing gets a little shaky about two thirds of the way, I was writing this until 6 in the morning, no joke! Also, the "B" key on my laptop isn't very sensitive, I did my best but I might have missed typing one somewhere. Sorry! '. I only just finished the rest of it after waking up around 1 xP So enjoy!~

Finally, an opportunity arose that the Dark Ace could not pass up. After hearing where his mission was to take place, he had carefully planned an attack on the Storm Hawks. It was not in Master Cyclonis' plan for him to remain behind and get into trouble. He was only to take the crystal she needed and leave. But at the moment of his dismissal from her Crystal Lab she had stated clearly that he was not to return unless he had it with him. That meant he could take all the time he wanted without raising any questions. The very words he had been waiting for.

Revving the engine of his skimmer, he drove off the side of the terra and shot up into the cover of the clouds. Now he only had to wait for the Storm Hawks to return, which he knew they would. Keeping an eye on the direction where the Condor vanished, he quickly cut all of his communications to Cyclonia. He didn't want anybody nosing around once he executed his plan. Then he continued circling the clouds above the terra. About an hour passed.

"Just a few more minutes, then I'll chase after them…."

Just as he was counting down the last 30 seconds he was willing to wait, he heard the sound of five engines below him. Sure enough, the Storm hawks had returned with Aerrow in the lead. Red eyes carefully plotted the landscape bellow, trailing after the Sky Knight he was targeting. He had no intention of killing Aerrow this time. Not since their last battle, he had other motives in his mind. After being humiliated countless times by the infuriating teenager, he had finally reached the point beyond hating him. So death was no longer a satisfying option. He had known, since the first time he stared up the edge of two identical blades that Aerrow was more than a match for him. His defeat had been a terrible blow to his pride. Now he needed to prove himself better than the other in order to regain his undefeated status. So he had waited until something would bring the two of them near one particular terra, where he would teach Aerrow why so many feared him before.

As the redhead road through the rocky terrain, Dark Ace jumped from the seat of his ride, triggering the auto pilot to land it on the nearest cliff edge. Aiming the blunt end of his crackling weapon, he managed to land directly behind Aerrow on the back of his ride, at the same moment, hitting Aerrow and knocking him unconscious immediately. Ignoring the startled cries from the rest of the Storm Hawks behind him, he reached around Aerrow' slumped form and steered the vehicle towards the terra's forest. The creature that rode with Aerrow leapt out of the side car just as it was ripped away by the hardened bark of a tree. The Dark Ace grinned. Most of the plants on the terra were as hard as stone, and if he was right about that, then he knew what came next. Jerking the ride sharply to the left, he drove into a secluded cave. The vines shrouding the entrance made it appear as if they were growing on top of solid rock, rather than hanging over an opening.

Savoring his victory, he drove down a long tunnel that would lead him to place that was once used as a safe place for the former Storm Hawks. Conveniently equipped with comfortable rooms, spacious bathrooms, enough supplies to last many months and a jail cell, it was the perfect place for his victory over Aerrow.

"Ughh….."

Aerrow woke up to a pounding headache. His eyes blurred his surroundings as his aching brain attempted to piece together some coherent thought as to where he was and what happened. He could feel rough fabric underneath him, a cold stone wall beside him, and an un-natural silence that only accompanied vacant places far underground. Jerking upright, he realized that's where he was.

"Ugh…what'd I get myself into now?...Piper!...Finn?...Stork….?...Anybody?"

No one answered him. Looking around, he could find no signs of bars or chains that would tell him he was in a prison of some sort. But he noticed a staircase of stone leading up to a heavy, re-enforced door. He tired it a few times but it wouldn't budge, so he threw himself down on the cot he had woke up on and waited. Someone had to have put him down there, so eventually they'd show themselves and then he'd make his escape. Minutes turned to hours and after failing to remember what happened to get him there in the first place, he fell asleep.

"My, my Aerrow. Here I thought I'd have to fight you off hand to hand when I came down here, but you've let your guard down."

The Dark Ace took great pleasure in Aerrow's reaction. The Sky Knight jumped up from the cot and reached for his twin blades, finding that they were gone.

"Don't bother looking for those, I removed them hours ago after capturing you. I had to make sure you didn't have a chance to run off. No, that would ruin my plan for you."

"Dark Ace!" Aerrow scowled. "I should have known! Where am I? Where are the others! What are you planning?" he demanded taking a defensive stance.

The dark Ace let out an evil chuckle, causing Aerrow to take a step back. He had never seen such an expression from the Talon before, one that held a mix of hatred, gloating and….lust?

The Dark Ace advanced on the Sky Knight.

"For years I was known as the most feared and most powerful being in existence. I single handedly took out the strongest squadron in all of history. I never lost a fight, in the air or on land. I allied myself with the future ruler of all Atmos. I had everything. But then you, an annoying little kid, had to come along with your arrogance, calling yourself a Storm Hawk! Ever since then Master Cyclonis has made sure to secure a barbed chain around my neck, pulling it tighter every time I fail to destroy you."

Aerrow smirked and stood a little taller. "So this is about me ruining your perfect little life as Cyclonis' pet?"

"Wrong! It's far from that now!"

Aerrow flinched when Dark Ace jumped forwards, pinning him by the shoulders against the wall behind him. His face inches from Aerrow'.

"I've had enough of you humiliating me and making a mockery of me in front of all Atmos! Even the lower Talons have started to talk! I am The Dark Ace! Commander of Cyclonis' army! I will NOT be made a joke out of by some teenager!"

In the back of Aerrow's mind, he was only vaguely aware of his hands being held above him at the wrists or the knee that had worked its way between his legs, pushing with slowly increasing pressure. He only saw the look of absolute lust and rage in the eyes in front of him. But as soon as he finished his speech, the Dark Ace attacked Aerrow's lips with a vicious intent, and in that moment, Aerrow became aware of everything else.

The dark Ace bit at Aerrow's lips and neck, finally letting out all of the pent-up emotions he had been holding back. Marking the youth' skin any place he could reach. Aerrow gritted his teeth against the pain, trying to think clearly of a counter attack, but the Dark Ace had his mind clouded. When he gasped out from a particularly rough bite near his jaw, the Talon' tongue invaded his mouth, claiming it and dominating it. Pushing his body against Aerrow', and grinding his thigh against his growing erection, he grinned at the reaction he was gaining. His free hand pushed its way down to the rim of the Sky Knight' pants, fingertips teasing the sensitive skin underneath. Aerrow let out an involuntary groan, his back arching against the cold stone. Without warning, the hand that had been teasing Aerrow into getting harder moved to the other side of his pants, taking advantage of the space created when Aerrow leant away from the wall. Fingers pushed inside him, stretching him in a place that's never been touched before. He gasped at the unfamiliar sensation, whole body shuddering.

A stab of fear and panic finally caught Aerrow, he knew what the Dark Ace' intentions were, and for some reason, that only made his body react more. He hated himself for it. The Dark Ace only wanted to humiliate him, dominate him for all the times Aerrow defeated him. Even with knowing the countless times he had sent the Tyrant running, it was clear who was the stronger. Unable to fight back, Aerrow began to give in to his bodies impulses. He didn't want to admit it, but he was completely under his control.

A third finger joined the others, casing a sharp pain to hitch Aerrow' breath, he groaned again.

"Be thankful I'm doing this for you." The dark Ace growled into Aerrow' ear "Otherwise, you'd tear and take much longer to recover. I'm only restraining myself from ripping you open because you're going to be here for a while. At least until I'm satisfied…"

The Dark Ace then pushed Aerrow face first onto the cot, still holding his wrists above his head, he pulled off the Sky Knight' pants and boxers, tossing them aside. Having already removed his own, he pushed his other hand onto Aerrow' other wrist holding him down. Aerrow held his breath waiting for what happened next. His body was on fire, making him unsure if he wanted it or not. The Dark Ace made him wait, knowing that it caused Aerrow more pain and discomfort than it did him. After what seemed like hours, but was only minutes, he thrust forcefully into Aerrow, causing him to cry out and strain against the hands that pinned him. The Dark Ace could no longer hold himself back. Aerrow really hadn't done anything like this before otherwise he'd know not to tense up, only making it more painful for himself and less likely that the Dark Ace would be gentle. For a brief second, he allowed himself to take in his victory. Then he pulled out partially and thrust back again, harder than the first time. Each time he did, Aerrow would cry out and groan, hands gripping the sheets near his flushed face. Through the relentless pounding, Aerrow was completely lost. He felt his voice go hoarse when the dark Ace struck a spot somewhere deep inside him that caused his entire body to clench every muscle. He felt the heat from the other as his own. At one point, the Dark Ace had let go of Aerrows arms to grip his shoulders, allowing him to grind harder into bliss. When he felt Aerrow climax, he took note to remember the sound he made, a strangled cry saturated with lust and heat. As muscles clenched around The Dark Ace, he released inside Aerrow, snarling. It lasted for a few moments then he finally collapsed on top of the youth, panting.

He felt the sweat on his skin dry, causing him to notice the cold air of the room, but with Aerrow' exposed body underneath him, he couldn't care less. Aerrow made a slight move as if to move the Dark Ace off of him, but was met with a powerful hand restraining his wrists again.

"Oh I'm not done with you yet Sky Knight." The Dark Ace grinned, using his free hand to pull off the top half of Aerrow's uniform. Still inside Aerrow, he pushed himself up onto the cot, bringing the redhead with him until they were both kneeling, Aerrow bent over onto the mattress. He held onto Aerrow's hips and thrust into him again. His feet pushed against a bar that went across the end of the bed, giving himself more leverage. Still panting, Aerrow glared at the fabric before him. No longer drunk on ecstasy, he was more aware than ever of the pleasure the dark Ace was having over dominating him in such a way. And also of the fact that he was completely helpless against him, rage stirred inside of him.

The Dark Ace, having found Aerrow' attention was no longer focused on him, placed one hand on the Sky knight's shoulder, leaning over him. His other hand began to stroke Aerrow back into a full erection. Pulling harder at the youth flesh every time he gained a reaction. Timing his thrusts with his hand, he continued to grind further and further into Aerrow while enjoying the view his new position granted him. Angling himself to hit the spot inside Aerrow, he thrust harder dragging more moans and cries from him. Still not satisfied, he pulled his hand away from Aerrow' erection, the Sky Knight let out a whimper.

"I'm not trying to pleasure you." The Dark Ace sneered. Using both hands on Aerrow' hips, he pounded into him, forcing Aerrow to hold himself upright with the metal headboard on the cot. The heat inside Aerrow intensified, but it did nothing to dull the pain he began to feel. The Dark Ace' thrusts quickened, and his breathing became heavier. He used every ounce of his strength to push harder and harder into Aerrow, ignoring the cries of pain that had replaced the ones of pleasure. Finally, having reached his limit, Dark Ace ground against Aerrow' back, forcing himself deeper than ever. Aerrow, felt him release inside him for the second time.

When Dark Ace finally pulled out of Aerrow, he sat leaning against the wall next to the panting youth. He finally felt as if he was finally getting back at him for his humiliation in the past. He had just reduced his only rival into a shaking, sweaty and thoroughly beaten form. Again though, he still was not satisfied. He had to admit to himself that he had been too rough with Aerrow being a virgin, he would still show no mercy from then on. An idea forming in his head, he waited until the Sky Knight stopped panting before he forced Aerrow off the cot and onto the stone floor. Emerald eyes met his own filled with hatred and something else that pleased him even more. He could see that he was breaking through Aerrow' shield of arrogance and behind it was something that looked like….hopelessness? Regardless, Aerrow was suffering, and to humiliate the Knight further, the Dark Ace pulled him to his knees. Standing up, he placed a hand on the top of Aerrow's head and pulled him towards his hips. Realizing his intent, Aerrow pulled away, staring in disbelief at the Talon who smirked down at him.

"Aerrow, you either do this now or I can promise you I will ride you harder than you can handle."

The warning sounded pointless as Aerrow felt he had already done that, but the look in the Dark Ace' eyes told him otherwise. Leaning forward, he promised himself he'd keep control over his emotions.

"If I feel teeth at any point, you'll be feeling the end of a broom in place of me inside you."

Aerrow shuddered at the thought, and hoping that his gag reflex won't turn against him, he took the Dark Ace in his mouth. Almost immediately, the talon threw his head back, grinding himself into Aerrow's throat. His hand buried in Aerrow' hair, which was surprisingly soft despite its gelled appearance. Aerrow held back his disgust and tried to keep himself from gagging. It was hard enough to bear the thought that it was the Dark Ace who was making him do this, it didn't help that he was huge. Sucking his lips around the throbbing flesh, he pulled away using his hands to make up for what he couldn't fit in his mouth. The Dark Ace groaned, pushing on Aerrow's head, forcing him to take more inside his mouth. Out of fear, Aerrow managed to keep himself from choking when the Dar Ace climaxed for the third time. The Talon did not allow him to pull away so Aerrow had no choice but to swallow. When the grip on his head was released, Aerrow turned his head away from him so he could not gloat over his expression. He knew the talon could see every thought going through his mind at that moment, but he refused to let him think that meant he was weak.

The Dar Ace said nothing as he picked up his Cyclonian uniform from the floor. He paused for a moment before leaving.

"Let this remind you, Aerrow, that you'll never get away with humiliating me like that anymore."

He heard him laugh as he disappeared through the door. He expected as much. Carefully, Aerrow picked himself off the floor, using the cot to support him as his legs no could no longer hold him. To his surprise, the door to the stone room has been left open; the Dark Ace was allowing him to escape. That last gesture shattered what remained of Aerrow' shield. Allowing, him to escape meant that the Dark Ace still had a hold over the Sky Knight. Keeping calm, he pulled on his boxers and uniform with shaking hands, and to the best of his ability, he made his way out of the room and down a hallway that lead to a large cavern that looked as if it was once used as a launching pad. His skimmer awaited him there. He noted the missing side car and with a twang of worry he wondered what happened to his squadron. Getting onto it was the painful part, having to lift and move muscles that were already expanded past their point, and still, he held himself together.

Several minutes later he landed on the Condor a little too roughly, jostling himself. On the very edge of breaking, he slid off the side of it and fell. He heard the door to the Skimmer Bay open and everyone rushed out.

"Aerrow! What happ…."

Piper was the first to reach him but when she did he let out a gasp that sounded more like a sob than anything. Piper, who had never seen Aerrow so close to tears, remained silent. Her eyes trained across his disarrayed state trying to image what could have possibly happened to him. By the time the others reached him he managed to pull back his mask of emotions to prevent them from seeing the real ones. Piper had noticed the change but said nothing.

"Hey Aerrow buddy you were gone a long time! What happened dude?"

Finn's voice seemed to fall on deaf ears. Aerrow simply attempted to stand, and with Piper and Stork' help, he succeeded. The expression he wore as he looked out over the rocky terra turned from shielded to a deep rage that caused his friends to shy away from him.

"Aerrow….what did he do to you?"

Piper asked carefully as if afraid of making him angry. He responded in a strange voice.

"Nothing I'll be fine. I just need to rest a while."

With that, he, pushed away from Stork and Piper and went straight to his room. A few moments later, he left to soak in a hot bath, going over the Dark Ace' plot to humiliate him. He couldn't deny that a part of him had enjoyed it. The Dark Ace was after all, his only rival, the only person in all of Atmos who could challenge him and hold their own for longer than a few minutes, he couldn't help but feel attracted to him. He also couldn't deny that it was going to be difficult to defeat him again the next time they saw each other. For several minutes he thought about all the possible ways he could get back at the Dark Ace. He wanted to get even with him, and there was really only on way to do it.

His thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door followed by an "Aerrow? It's me. Can I come in?"

It was Piper. He glanced down at the bed of foam that covered the entire tub and was roughly four inches thick.

"Yeah, you can come in…"

The door creaked open and she sat across from the tub on a rack used for towels. She looked over his face for a moment trying to get a reading of his emotions but the bath had made him feel infinitely better. His mask back up to full power.

"I didn't want to say anything earlier in from of the guys, but…I've never seen you look so…defeated before. What happened, really?"

Aerrow sighed, choosing his wording carefully. Smiling slightly he said

"I guess he was just sick and tired of me beating his ass every time we faced each other. So...he…wanted to do the same thing to me."

"He beat you up? I find that hard to imagine."

"Trust me it was the LAST thing I expected! He caught me off guard, that's all. But I intend to return the favor…"

He turned his head away from Piper hiding the wicked grin on his face. After she left he began to form a plan of his own. He might not have been seriously affected by it, and his crying afterwards was more out of frustration than anything. Yes…he would do everything in his power to get back at the Dark Ace and settle the score. After all, they were rivals, and he wasn't going to let the older one think he had any hold over the Sky Knight. Time for revenge…

~Bwahahaha! I hope you found that as amusing to read as I did to write! Just wait till part 2!

Aerrow-Wait! There's a part 2? I thought you were done with me! I hate playing the Uke! Ah! . Don't make me do that again!

Dark Ace- Suck it up Sky Knight! It's what the fans want after all :D

~Actually, in part 2,Aerrow becomes the Seme and you become the Uke. It's only fair. Since you two are equally matched and everything.

Aerrow- :) Kay, I'm in… if it's what the fans want…

Dark Ace- D8

~Thank you for reading! I love you all! 3