I'm back! Thank you for waiting patiently for the next chapter (I don't see any flames yet so I assume you waited patiently). Also, I wish to give a big thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter ^o^.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Storm Hawks, any characters/locations featured in this story belong exclusively to Nerd Corps.

Terra Neverlandis

Chapter 2

Two days had passed since the storm had propelled them away from Terra Neverlandis. When Piper presented them with the plan of getting back to the Terra mere hours after she had been assigned with the job of creating it, it had appeared to be flawless. Now, the boys weren't so sure. In order for the plan to be carried through it required the one thing they lacked: patience.

"How much longer, yet?" whined Finn.

Sitting at the bridge over a few purple crystals, Piper pretended to ignore him. It had been the fifth time someone had asked her that very question in the past minute and she was getting quite stuffed up by their immature behaviour. If there had been another way she would have found it by now, it wasn't as if she liked waiting any more than they did.

"Piper, really, are you sure there isn't ano-"

"No, there isn't another way," she nearly growled at Aerrow who didn't really deserve to be at the receiving end of her temper as he had been the most patient one so far.

Suddenly, the ship's alarm went off and bright red lights started to blink into existence every few seconds only so as to enforce the need for immediate action that was already being announced by the beeping horn. Stork and Junko ran to the periscopes to see what the impended threat was.

"I never though that I'd be so happy to say it," announced Junko with a smile, "but there are Talons up ahead."

"Piper," shouted Aerrow only to see that the girl was already on her way, running towards the hangar bay.

Knowing that she would do her part, he relaxed and headed towards the big window screens surrounding the bridge to observe the swarm of Cyclonian Talons flying straight towards the raging storm. They hadn't seen the Condor where it was hidden inside a thick cloud cover Piper had created using a nimbus crystal and that made them feel secure for the moment.

It wasn't long before they saw the faint outline of their first officer on her heliscooter circling the Condor. She was using a cloaking crystal to make herself and her ride invisible, a trick she had picked up from Master Cyclonis. Twisting her slim body to the side so that she was facing the ship, she pointed her energy staff at it and released a dazzling blast of purple light.

The soft light immediately took effect, making the Condor invisible. Taking that as his signal, Stork turned the ship sharply to the left and raced after the Cyclonians who were now passing through the last remains of the storm. While the ship flew expertly towards its destination in the hands of its skilled pilot, the rest of the squadron ran to the hangar bay to meet up with Piper. It was finally time for action!

By the time they reached it though, they could feel something was wrong. Piper was struggling to keep her heliscooter on course and that could only mean that the air was picking up once again. After what seemed like an immensely long and intense moment, Piper landed and stumbled off her ride to run up to them.

"Close the door," she shouted over the fierce wind, "the storm is forming again."

It was true; the hurricane was gaining size and speed. They hurried to do as she instructed, all the while worrying that they wouldn't make it through. It was the second time they were attempting this feat and being propelled away from what had once been their home did not stick well with them.

The storm had almost reached its full capacity once more and they heard the Condor protest under the strain, but they had no time to worry about that. The doors to the hangar bay were still open and the wind was now clawing at anything and everything it could get its hands on. Keeping oneself from becoming airborne proved to be extremely hard under the circumstances.

Radarr was the first to loose in the fight with the wild element. His furry paws, too weak to keep him anchored, gave way and he flew out of the ship with a loud squeak of alarm. The others soon followed when the ship lurched and they lost their grip on the solid walls and pipes they were holding onto.

They screamed as they were torn away from their ship and each other, all churning towards the hard ground below at lethal speeds. With no time to even pray that they would avoid a deadly landing in the Wastelands, their journeys all reached their ends.

For Finn, the landing was surprisingly soft but it still did not stop him from passing out in fright from his ordeal. Aerrow, Piper and Radarr were all distinctly aware of the myriads of branches and leaves that slowed down their descend saving their lives. Junko also proved to be lucky as he landed inside a great body of water.

However, luck did not smile upon the last one of them. The cautious, green Merb lost control of the ship when he saw his friends fly in the air around him like ragged dolls. The Condor was slammed into the rocky cliff face of the Terra and was then swallowed by the Wastelands beneath.

Please let me know if you like it and also if you have anything particular you would want me to incorporate into the story.

I really am going to try and update soon but the new school term hasn't even stated yet and I'm already buried under a mountain of assignments TT_TT.

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