Chapter 4 Fight

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"You know... I would've thought that running away would be more... Exciting," Finn commented. He stared around at the blue sky. That's all he's been staring at for what had felt like hours, but in reality was only twenty minutes. "Isn't there a terra around here somewhere? Like Terra Tropica? That would be nice... The beach, the girls in bikinis..." He sighed. "I should've brought my surfboard..."

Finn squinted into the distance. "I think that's land! Finally. I've been out here for like... forever... I wonder what terra that is..." He picked up speed and zoomed in towards the terra. As he drew closer, he felt like the terra was familiar somehow. "I think I've been here before... But where is here?" He tipped his head to the side, hearing something. "And where's that music coming from?"

His eyes widened as a Cyclonian airship came through the clouds. "Out of all the terras to come to it had to be one that was being attacked by Cyclonians! I'm getting out of here!" He turned his skimmer around, but hesitated. "I'm being a coward again! But... Being a live coward is probably better than being a dead one!" The music grew louder, and Finn finally recognized it. "Ravess..."

He glanced back to see the Cyclonians heading straight towards them. Ravess was already aiming at him. Pulling to the side, he just managed to dodge the arrow. "Looks like I'm going to have to fight... Great..." His heart rate incresed as he turned to face the oncoming skimmers. Leaning down, he looked into the scope of his built-in crossbow. He managed to shoot down one of the Cyclonians. The one with the violin. He was still playing Ravess's theme music as he floated down towards the terra.

"What's this? One little Storm Hawk, all alone?" Ravess sneered at him. "Where are your friends, little boy? If you tell me, I might just show some mercy."

"I don't know," Finn replied. "And if I did know, I still wouldn't tell you!" Or at least, he hoped he wouldn't. He remembered that his clones had told Snipe where to find them when they were threatened, but then again, Snipe was scarier than Ravess. Shaking his head, he looked into his scope again, aiming at Ravess, who in turn was aiming at him. They both shot at the same time. The arrow and the bolt hit each other in the sky, but Ravess's arrow had more power behind it and cleaved right through the bolt.

Finn dove down to dodge causing the arrow to glance off his shoulder armor. He gulped. "That was too close..." Ravess was shooting more arrows at him, and the Cyclonians had opened fire. It was four against one- he didn't stand a chance against dodging everything. His skimmer was knocked out from under him. It went hurtling down towards the terra while Finn's parachute activated. "At least there's a terra below me... I'm safe now..." He trailed off as he saw Ravess aim towards him.

"Master Cyclonis will be glad that I've dispatched one of those pesky Storm Hawks!" Ravess laughed.

She let loose two arrows, severing Finn's parachute chords. He screamed as he fell towards the terra. Ravess smiled no one could survive a fall that far. No one.

"Finn, this is Aerrow! Come in Finn!" Aerrow sighed. "Come on Finn... I know you're mad at us, but... We care about you. Please, come home..."

"Finn, this is Junko... Come home... I'm worried about you... I have some of your favorite muffins! The ones with the blueberries..." Junko stared at the floor. "Why doesn't he answer?"

"Probably because he doesn't want to," Piper replied.

"If you want, I can track down his location through the communicator," Stork offered. "It won't take too long..."

The Wallop nodded vigorously. "Please Stork! I have to know what happened to him!"

The Merb nodded. "Alright... This should only take a few minutes." He bent over the communication device for a few minutes and adjusted the settings. After muttering a few words to himself he glanced back at his friends a bit nervously.

"What's wrong?" Junko asked.

"Well... The tracker isn't picking up anything," Stork replied. "Which means... Finn disabled the communications device... But I don't think Finn knows how to do that... So the only other option is..."

"Is what?" Aerrow asked. A look of worry crossed his face.

The Merb looked away from his friends. "The only other thing that could have stopped the signal of his skimmer is... Is if the skimmer was destroyed. Our friend Finn might've... He might have met his doom..."

"No!" Junko cried. "Even if his skimmer was destroyed... Well, it's been destroyed dozens of times... Finn's always managed to survive. He's never been hurt... None of us have ever been hurt!"

Stork opened his mouth to point out that Finn had always landed on someone else's skimmer and that if he had managed to activate his parachute, he would probably be stranded in the wastelands which would surely kill him, but seeing the looks of pain on everyone's faces, the Merb thought better of it. "Um... Maybe we should start searching the wastelands for him then... He probably would've landed there..." His eyes darted around as he tried to avoid looking at his friends' depressed looking faces. "Um... And... maybe Finn's smarter than I thought... Maybe he could have found a way to disable it..."

Junko wiped a tear from his eye. "Yeah... That must be it... I'm going to go look for him! Come on! Let's go! Finn has to be alive! He has to!"