Flying High (Cayci)

by The SPAZtastic Lawlrus

She's kind of a shitty Sky Knight. Cayci's looking to gather up an at least adequate squadron so they can go on awesome adventures (sometimes with the Storm Hawks). She just wants to battle some Cyclonians and for Atmos' sake, hopes her knighthood isn't a fluke. Warning: OCs, mildly inappropriate language and innuendos, and sillyness. Headaches may occur if taken too seriously.

1. It's This Way!

A/N: Each chapter is episodic, and said chapter is broken into short subchapters, to make it easier to read. This story isn't meant to be very deep, just light-hearted, simple and humourous - like the actual show itself, so don't read into it too much. I'll appreciate any review given and respond accordingly, so leave something constructive! Or fucking don't, I'm not going to stand over you until you finish reading and then kick you if you don't review... probably. Hopefully this isn't a total waste of your time! :P

Chapter 1: Reunion

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Cayci collapsed to her knees and bowed her head. "Go on without me," she wailed. "I can't possibly take another step."

"We're here," an unimpressed voice answered.

She opened one eye, glancing up at her second-in-command. The short girl stood at the top of a sand dune several yards ahead, and had her arm raised to point over the crest. Cayci bounced to her feet and hurried to her friend. "Well then." She lead off at a trot, glancing back over her shoulder. "Don't lag behind!"

The oasis of a city was ablaze with colour, nearly neon against the night sky. Pinks and blues and yellows, fluorescent and radiant, blinded the approaching women. The excessive colour was the only consistency in the city of light. Some buildings were low and fat, desperately hugging the ground, while others seemed as thin as the warm air surrounding them and so tall that they reached the twinkling stars above.

The breeze swept forward to greet them, bringing an almost nauseating sweetness with it. The wind pulled Cayci's yellow hair free from its flimsy bind; the mass of hair caught her friend in the face and the other girl tried to escape by flailing wildly.

"It almost got me that time," she gasped when she finally got free. "You should-"

"You know I'm not going to cut it." Cayci wrinkled her nose. "C'mon, we're already late." A few moments passed before she realized she was alone. "Aveil?" Cayci turned back and placed her fists on her hips. "Let's go."

A smirk curved Aveil's lips. She gestured in the opposite direction. "Well I would, Sky Knight," she drawled. "But the auditorium's this way."