Chapter 2: Revenge.
The Murk Raiders had successfully taken down another Cyclonian battleship. Now, they were celebrating their many winnings. "That deceitful witch must have steam coming from her ears with all the crystals she's lost since you came along Aerrow my boy!" Captain Scabulous exclaimed, patting the boy on the back.
The redhead shrugged while Biscia and Pavillon worked at chewing his sleeves off. "Just any old day Captain." Captain Scabulous grinned while nodding, clanking cups with Eyeball. "Though, celebration will be short lived."
Everything went silent as they stared at the boy, who held his arms up, his two pets having successfully ripping his sleeves on the straight jacket off. Aerrow turned to look at the crew who in turn looked at each other regrettably. "I'm sorry to have your celebration go to waste, my friends. But once we take down Cyclonia, we shall celebrate till we drop unconscious from ale and alcohol."
The crew looked all around before breaking into cheers, toasting each other with their mugs. The music was put back on and the Murk Raiders danced their hearts out. Aerrow and Captain Scabulous made their way to the bridge.
"Aerrow, my boy. You can't really expect us to take over Cyclonia by ourselves…..can you?" Captain Scabulous asked as he took seat at the helm. The redhead shook his head before he sat on the armrest. "You will be keeping those Cyclonia scum busy while I take down Cyclonis herself." Scabulous gaped at the boy.
Before he could say a thing, Aerrow held his hand up, Pavillon slithering up and down it. "I can do it. You've seen me in action. I can take down an entire ship by myself. I sure as hell can take Cyclonis down alone."
"I know my boy. But, a captain always worries about his crew." Captain Scabulous looked at the redhead regrettably. "I ain't part of your crew," Aerrow shushed the captain before he could speak; "I'm alone in this world. I….don't belong to any group. Besides, if I stay with you, it would only lead to trouble." The Murk Raider nodded in defeat. The boy had a point. He always brought destruction around the corner.
"But," Captain Scabulous looked up, "I'm always ready to raid some ships if you want." The captain grinned as he took the elder (1) in a headlock. "You better visit you scamp. And if ye be raiding any ships, it better be with me and my crew." Aerrow chuckled as he nodded.
The Cyclonian guards stood at attention as the Talon Commanders walked by them. The three were walking to the training grounds hoping to blow off some steam from they're fail attempt. "I can't believe that boy ruined everything!" Ravess growled as she kicked the doors leading to the training grounds open. Snipe looked over at the older commander. "Who is he anyway?"
"I'm not necessarily sure. We found him chains up underground in the Atmosia prison during our…recon mission. I just wonder how he got out." Dark Ace said as he shifted his armor back into place. Snipe simply nodded, not really understanding what he had said. Ravess just huffed as she held up her bow, aiming at one of the many targets. "When I get my hands on that boy, it'll be the last of his days." Ravess snorted as she let the crystal-fused arrow fly, forcing the dead-on target to explode from the impact.
Unknown to the Talon commanders, the Murk Raiders were closing up on the Terra through the Wastelands. "Are you sure this is such a good idea?" Eyeball asked as he looked around, hoping they didn't run into any Lava Monsters.
Captain Scabulous sighed as Aerrow pouted slightly. "You doubt me?" Eyeball turned around shocked, waving his hands back and forth. "O-Of course I don't!" He stuttered. "I just…don't trust ourselves. Yeah…that's it." Eyeball rambled off as he turned back to look out at the barren lands. The captain and Aerrow turned to look at each other before rolling their eyes.
"Eyeball," The Murk Raider jerked to attention, "We are in the Wastelands. If anyone is going to get hurt, it's the Lava Monsters." Eyeball simply nodded, feeling slightly more confident about their mission. The redhead looked at Pavillon, the small black head bobbing up and down lightly as it watched the crew members around it.
"Remember," Aerrow whispered to the creature, "No hurting anyone except the Talons." Pavillon simply nodded, turning back to look out the window from his perch on his master's shoulder. Aerrow simple shook his head, smiling. If only there were larger versions of Pavillon himself (2) then things would be a lot more….chaotic.
The Blood crow pulled up to one of the many pipes that ran under the large Terra. Aerrow, along with Pavillon and Biscia wrapped around his torso, dropped out of one of the many trapdoors on a skimmer. "Remember you guys. Go back through the Wastelands and then appear in Cyclonian territory. I don't want you giving us away." The redhead stated through the communicator as he drove through the tunnel, away from the Blood Crow. "Understood." Captain Scabulous replied as he turned the ship around and left Cyclonian territory through the Wastelands.
Aerrow rode through the pipe system; the skimmer he was on was as silent as the Blood Crow when in stealth mode. The redhead grinned slightly as Pavillon curled around his neck, pretending to be a necklace of sorts. The two Lava Monsters tighter their hold on the boy as he made a sharp turn, his side almost scrapping against the metal of the pipe as he did so.
The two made unhappy sounds, though it was inaudible to the human ear. Aerrow nodded slightly as he turned the skimmer into flight mode, using the momentum to cruise up into a higher pipe. When he was in, he went back to road mode and continued his journey through the Terra.
Finn and Junko looked around the corner silently and when they didn't see any Cyclonians, they motioned to Starling and continued their way through the hideout. They were currently on a recon mission to find and release the Rex Guardians from the Cyclonian dungeon.
"Why couldn't they have just taken them to Terra Zartacla? We could take Mr. Moss and it'd be a lot easier." Finn mumbled as he looked around the corner once again. Starling, coming up from behind, knocked the guard that was there unconscious. "Unfortunately, we aren't that lucky." The purple haired Sky Knight said as they moved the unconscious guard to an empty room.
Starling grabbed the cell keys and the three went down to the dungeon. "About time." Harrier huffed as the Storm Hawks came around the corner. Junko rubbed his neck and Finn stuck his tongue out while Starling let the squadron out. "Now we just need to get out of-" Starling was cut short as the intruder alarm suddenly went off.
The two groups hid against the wall as multiple guards ran by the door. When they were left alone once more, Finn looked outside the door and to both sides. "Someone else must be here."
"Well this is just wonderful." Starling said as she motioned for the sharpshooter, wallop, and the Rex Guardians to follow her quietly. They stopped suddenly when they heard a loud motor coming near them. They pressed against the wall as a redheaded teen rode by on a skimmer, down the hallway, and around the corner. "Just…wow." Finn said in amazement. "Yes. Wow. Now come on." Starling stated as she pulled the blonde by his collar.
The two squadrons quickly mounted on some Cyclonian skimmers and left the hangar. When they got out, they were meted by many Cyclonians and the Destroyers fending off a group of Murk Raiders. "Holy cow!" Finn shouted as he barely dodged an energy blast. "Through the Wastelands!" Starling shouted and the group went down into the Wastelands and away from the battle.
"Hey boss! There some Cyclonians going into the Wastelands." Eyeball said from his place on the bridge in the Blood Crow. Captain Scabulous rubbed his forehead in exasperation before glaring at the Murk Raider. "With Storm Hawk skimmers? They must be doing a recon of some sort. Well anyway, ignore them." The ship rocked to the side as it was hit by a blast. "And drop some bombs while you're at it!"
Aerrow stopped short of the entrance to Cyclonis' chamber. He grinned as he got off the skimmer and strode up to the doors. Biscia and Pavillon quickly knocked the two guards out while the redhead pulled them away.
Inside, Master Cyclonis clicked away at her machine, unaware of what was exactly happening on her Terra. A shadow slowly made its way towards the empress, emerging from the darkness to stand behind her. The shadow, a boy, leaned closer to her and whispered slightly in her ear. "Boo."
Cyclonis jerked up before turning away, holding her staff in a fighting position. She was met with an empty room. Where were the guards? She felt a tap on her shoulder and jerked around once again, meeting face to face with thin air. The corners of her mouth turned down into a frown as she once again looked around the room.
"Up here."
She jerked her head up but was to late when she was knocked to the ground, her staff being thrown across the room. Cyclonis looked up at the shadow that was advancing towards her. "Who are you?" She demanded. He stopped short, one of the outside lights illuminating only the lower half of his face. The boy smirked, showing off his sharp teeth. Cyclonis shivered slightly at the sight. "Your worst nightmare."
With that, he pounced, forcing Cyclonis further onto the floor. They were nose to nose and she could see the face of the mysterious presence. A boy? She mentally scoffed. Cyclonis grinned up at the boy, liking the odds already but before she could retort, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. The teenager coughed, allowing a small amount of blood to trickle down her chin.
Master Cyclonis looked downwards and gagged slightly as she glimpsed the boy's arm literally shoved through her stomach. The redhead grinned again, flashing those teeth once more. "You must thank your grandfather when you reach hell. After all, it's his fault that you die tonight." He finished off with yanking his arm out, causing blood to spatter on the floor and the two bodies, before he stood up and kicked her in the face, successfully knocking her unconscious.
1) Remember, Aerrow was stuck in the Atmosia dungeon for close to 90 years. Of course he's older than Captain Scabulous.
2) Pavillon is a miniature winged version of the Lava Monsters. He was also created by the same guy who made Aerrow and Biscia (A regular miniature version of Lava Monsters). So they all have a mental connection to each other, but Biscia and Pavillon follow all of Aerrow's orders since he's the largest and the strongest out of the three.
The relationship between Captain Scabulous and Aerrow has progressed more to a Father-Son relationship. But don't worry. That's all it's going to be. Also, I kinda went straight to killing Cyclonis off. I really don't want to draw thing out any longer than I have. If I do…then there is a chance this story will never get finished. So enjoy the quickness.
It's also uber long cause I wrote Cyclonis' death scene first….than everything else. Backwards day! Go figure…Also, I updated yesterday and today…..Wow! Though, don't expect some any time soon because my hands are seriously starting to cramp…
Don't own Storm Hawks though one can dream can't they?
