Hey guys. Sorry about it taking so long for me to get this up but I had a horrible case of writers block. Anyway to stop any confusion that's probably to come, the DA's POV is a just after Aerrow escaped and Aerrow's and Piper's POV are happening now. And not to forget my faithful reviewers (speaking of which has anyone seen dombegirl? I haven't seen her for a while.):

Gatomon Fan7: Blue is my favorite colour too. Thanks for the nickname. It's already catching on. As for the writing stuff, it's a thought. I haven't really picked what I want to be when I grow up but you've given me a lot to think about.

LostLyra: Sorry for not updating soon but like I said I had this huge case of writers block. Anyway enjoy.

Doilan: Not entirely sure how I thought of the Radarr prank. It just kind of came to me. Hoorah. My spelling is finally perfect. Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out.

Alicat 259: I hope by the time you're reading this those exams are finally over. I've read your next chapter. I'm running out of ways to say awesome. (Thanks for using my new nickname, I appreciate it)

Jenergy: Thank you and call me Blue

MissJuly005: Thank you. My update time was terrible. I promise next time it will be better. BTW Cool new avatar/picture.

MidnightRoseDew: Yeah. Maybe I'm giving Finn too many great ideas. As for what Master Cyclonis has planned for Aerrow and Piper, take a guess.

Whisperthewolf: Great to hear from you. Sorry this took so long to get out. Your holidays must be over by tomorrow. Soz.

Dark Ace's POV

I walked along the shadowy halls of Cyclonia with one thought on my mind: revenge. I have been humiliated by Aerrow once to many. Now he has to pay the price. And that price is one of his precious teammates, the girl: Piper. I was almost at the hanger and so close to leaving. But 'almost' never wins anything at Terra Neon. Ravess grabbed me before I could leave.

"Where are you going?" she asked or rather hissed.

"To the hanger bay. I need to leave immediately. Master Cyclonis has given me a top secret mission. I assume she told you about it," I said, as calmly as I could. She was practically spitting with fury. Master Cyclonis hadn't told her anything. Then again that wasn't my problem.

"If it's to fight the Storm Hawks, I'll enjoy the story of how you were brought down by Aerrow again," she and I exchanged glares. I was getting sick and tired of the fact that my defeats at the hand of child were common knowledge. The Talons were taking bets on how long it was before I defeated him in combat.

"I'll send the wingman, my regards," I smirked, looking at the lovely bruise that was forming on her right temple from one of that annoying blonde's arrows. She covered it with her hand and her face turned an ugly shade of purple.

"That was dumb luck. And I was facing two of them-"

"Yes, I realize. The girl and that obnoxious wingman, both without any real talents in battle," I was growing tired of this conversation. I had a job to do. I broke eye contact and began to walk down the corridor, "Watch out while I'm gone. There may be dangerous toddlers lurking around." I could here her huffing and puffing behind me.

"I'm not afraid of toddlers," was the best that she could come up with. I laughed. Ravess was always good for a chuckle. I ran to my ride and set off into the skies. My radio crackled and I cursed. I had forgotten that one of the commanders would be sending me the co-ordinates of the position of the Condor. I crossed my fingers and prayed that it wasn't Ravess.

"Hello testing 1…2…3," I sighed. It was Commander Chicken Feather or Scar Face or whatever he couldn't decide his name was. I wanted to throw him into the Wastelands. He had managed to be thwarted by that blue squirrel from the Storm Hawks and he was always annoyed at people for not remembering the eighty or so choices for his name. In other words, he was as useless as his Doom-Laden-Weather-Balloons-Of-Doom.

"I can hear you, Chicken Feather."

"My name is not Chicken Feather."

"Then what is it?" I regretted asking without delay.

"Well, I haven't decided. It's either Iron Jaw or Fear Strike or maybe-" I'm sure there was more to come but I was on a mission and didn't have time for this.

"Listen Chicken Feather, I really don't care. Could you please just look up from your Big Book of Commander's Names and tell me where that infernal ship is before I come back there and dump you into the furnaces," I heard him gulp and I smiled.

"The Condor was spotted heading towards Terra Sahar," he stuttered but I suppose it was better than nothing. I rolled my eyes. Hiding in plain sight like no-one had ever thought of that before.

"Okay, listen to me carefully Chicken Feather. I need you to call all the Talon posted near by and get them to meet me at the meeting point on Sahar."

"You mean in the tent just outside the market plaza?"

"Yes and do it quickly Chicken Feather. I'm going to need all the Cyclonians I can get."

Aerrow's POV

The sunrise on Terra Sahar is supposed to be the most beautiful thing that you've ever seen. For me, it wasn't even close. Piper lying next to me fast asleep, the sun's first rays dancing across her dark skin was the best thing that I had ever seen. And I was never ever going to let her go.

"I'm never going to let anything happen to you," I whispered and Piper stirred in her sleep. Was that a hint of a smile? I couldn't tell in the twilight. We were lying on the roof of the Condor. Last night, I had taken her up here because we could here the guys giggling behind one of the doors.

It had been a quiet night. We were both happy to just sit there and talk. No more awkwardness, no more walls between us and best of all, no Finn to interrupt. Thinking about that made me feel really guilty. Where was Radarr? He probably felt like I had abandoned him. I watched the sun slowly rising over the ridge of dull yellow stone. I should probably wake up Piper. Just as I was thinking that, she opened her eyes and stretched.

"Morning," I said, "How'd you sleep?"

"Great," she smiled back. Then she groaned.

"What's wrong?"

"How on earth are we going to explain this to everyone?" I was confused.

"But the guys already know."

"Yeah but what about the Rebel Ducks," she sighed. I chuckled.

"I'll bet that Finn has already told them and the rest of the Atmos by now," There was an indignant grunt from underneath us.

"Not true, dude. I can keep a secret," Piper and I looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"Morning, Finn," Piper giggled, "Anyone else down there with you." On cue, Radarr popped out of the grate next to me and jumped on my shoulder. He looked from me to Piper and then back again, smiling happily.

"Are you guys coming down or what?" a familiar voice asked.

"Stork? You're listening too?" I asked.

"No just sick of watching Finn with his ear pressed to the side of the Condor. And for the record, while you were sleeping he told the Rebel Ducks," I was glad Finn had told them. I had been dreading telling them…or anyone else come to think of it "wait there's more. The Rex Guardians, The Absolute Zeroes, The Third Degree Burners and Starling."

"FINN!" I have never seen Piper as mad as she was at that point.

"What?" He said.

"I can't believe you told Starling! I wanted to be the one to tell her," I rolled my eyes. Piper was too furious with Finn to see me. She rolled of the ceiling and onto the balcony outside the cock-pit. I sighed and followed. Some things will never change.

"Aerrow, control your girlfriend," I heard Finn screech as Piper tried to grab him around the collar. Stork was watching, trying his hardest not to laugh. Junko was asleep. Radarr and I looked at each other and we both exchange looks. A proximity alert went off. That shut up Finn and Piper. Piper was distracted long enough for Finn to slip out of the half-Nelson she had him in. Rubbing his arm and scowling at Piper Finn asked,

"Who is it?" Stork pulled down the periscope and had a look through. He blanched and for a guy who's a pale shade of green, that's quite a trick.

"Cyclonians. Lots of them. Looks like we were spotted on our way here." I scowled. I could see them from here. From a distance they could be mistaken for a flock of angry birds.

"Can we get away from here before the catch us?" I asked.

"Nope. It would take to long for the engine to start. They could shoot us out of the sky before we left the Terra. We're doomed," I looked to Piper.

"Have you got a plan?" She smiled at me and winked.

"I got a plan," she looked to Junko, "Finn, can you wake up Junko?"

"Not a problem," Finn went over and tapped Junko on the shoulder. Junko muttered something about food and opened his eyes. He looked at us.

"Oh hey guys. Something wrong?"

"A hundred Cyclonians or so. Nothing big. So what's the plan?" asked Finn and Piper grinned.

"Finn, you and Aerrow are going to have to fight off the Cyclonians until the Rebel Ducks get here. I'll radio them and maybe they can get here quicker. Junko, can you fly up to the ship and see if you can sabotage it?" Junko nodded. This was great. It had been ages since I'd had the chance to crush some Talons. "Aerrow?" I looked at her and I saw that she was worried, "Please be careful."

"I always am," she raised her eyebrows at me. "Okay, I'll be careful." I kissed her quickly. Finn stuck his finger down his throat which kind of ruined it.

Then he ran for his skimmer, yelling, "C'mon lover boy," I was ready to put him through one of the Condor's walls but Piper put her hand on my shoulder.

"We'll get him later." I nodded and ran for my skimmer where Radarr was already waiting.

Piper's POV

I shouldn't care how the fight was going. I should know by now that Aerrow is perfectly capable of handling sixty or so Talons all on his own, without Radarr or Finn or Junko looking out for him. But I don't. Every time I ever saw anyone go off into battle I've always had that fear for anyone who's my friend and fights Cyclonians on a regular basis but the fact that Aerrow was captured recently and that he loves me are making me even more nervous. I had finished radioing Dove who should be here to help any minute now. Still I was really restless and I think it was getting on Stork's nerves. Suddenly there was a bang. It sounded like one of the pipes in the corridor had burst again.

"I'll go check it out," I said, thankful that there was something to take my mind of Aerrow for a while. Stork raised his eyebrows but he didn't comment. Something told me he would rather eat live mindworms than ask me to talk about what I was feeling (unless it was related to mindworms).

I found the burst pipe. Steam was leaking everywhere, it was impossible to see anything. I felt my way along until I found the burst pipe. I reached for my bag of crystals, thinking about which one I could use to patch up the pipe. Then I smelled smoke.

What? Smoke? The steam was fading but I could see a smoky outline appearing. I looked down. At my feet was a water bucket. It was dry and the metal ridges were smoking. From the blacked remains at the bottom I guessed that, someone had dumped a high grade firebolt crystal and a geyser crystal into the bucket. It was a trap. But who set it?

"Who are you?" A laugh bounced around the corridor and immediately I knew who it was.

"How rude of me. I assumed you knew who I was. Your boyfriend certainly does," I tried to remain impassive but I couldn't help being surprised though through the waning mist I hope he hadn't seen my face.

"How do you about Aerrow?" I asked. The thought of Aerrow made me brave. It would take a lot more than the Dark Ace to scare me.

"I've been watching you for days. I could have easily destroyed you both last night but for some reason Master Cyclonis needs you both alive." I remained calm.

"Where's Aerrow?" He chuckled and I jumped. He had moved behind me. My hand reached into my crystal pouch and I grasped the Petrifying Crystal. I looked for the smoky shadow of the Dark Ace. I was ready for him.

"Probably fighting the Talons for all I care. It was a good distraction, don't you think?" I felt something cold pressing against my stomach. "Good night, Piper." He fired his sword and the pure power of his firebolt crystal into my stomach. I hit something hard. I think it was the wall. As I stared into those fuzzy red eyes and fought the blackness, I had time for one thought.

Aerrow.

R&R Hope you enjoyed it.