A/N

Okey-dokey! Not too much action so far... Hmm, well, chapters will probably be short and sweet, but that also means I finish them just a little bit faster than normal too!

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End Notes


Okay, so not everything was as smooth sailing as Flye had hoped it would be… literally… While Flynn did get their skimmer flying again, it wasn't exactly the smoothest ride in the world and they'd nearly lost the engine a couple of times… But hey, it'll get them where they're going in the end (with Flynn doing maintenance in flight).

Now the only issue now was getting the parts they need for repairs, that and finding out where the heck they actually are. One thing Flye did know was that they were a very long way from home… It was like they were in a completely different world!

Everything about this place was so different to the world he'd grown up in. For one, the sun was so bright and the sky was so very blue! He was used to seeing a sky painted in hues of green and the sun being hidden behind a thin layer of clouds. Maybe it was because they were so high up that it just seemed that way…

Seeing the clouds below him was a strange experience, but one he could get used to. In a weird kind of way, it all felt sort of… nostalgic. Actually he was surprised that Flynn wasn't freaking out about them being up so high, but then again, she saw what was waiting for them down below.

A low, frightened growl from Fury and the arid smell of smoke on the breeze snapped the red-head out of his daze. The mountain loomed just ahead, a large city coming into view. Most of the buildings had tall chimneys spilling thick, black smog into the air; probably factories of some kind, or so Flye assumed.

"Uh… Flye? M-maybe we should go back…" Flynn suggested nervously, "This place looks really bad…"

Just then, the engine spluttered and started smoking. He glanced back at her and grinned, "Well, too late to turn back now."

Keeping low he forced the damaged Skyride on, flying around to the back of the mountain where it was relatively barren. He didn't fancy the idea of landing (or crashing) in the middle of a strange town… Besides, he was naturally suspicious of strangers, especially since he didn't know what kind of people lived in this place.

"Flye! We're gonna crash!" Flynn screamed, clutching onto her seat so tightly her knuckles turned white. Flye merely smirked in a way that said: "I accept your challenge!" To which made Flynn groan and cover her eyes, while Fury watched on whimpering anxiously.

The ground drew ever closer as Flye went in to land, using nothing but brute strength to keep his ride under control. Switching to bike mode, they hit the ground hard but remained upright. It skidded violently, the whole frame shaking, with Flye barely keeping it together. Suddenly the bike swerved sideways, throwing the two siblings off as it spun out of control.

Flye flipped in the air and landed on his feet, while Flynn was thrown into a nearby bush. Dizzily, she lifted her head only to see her brother flashing a smug grin, "Hah! Nailed it~."

Casting one last glance at their, now smoking, Skimmer the eleven year old mechanic flopped back into the bush with an exasperated sigh.


After inspecting the damage from their "bumpy" landing, they decided it best to hide the bike from prying eyes. Luckily, Flynn had packed a tarp that could be used to conceal their skimmer (it's also water-proof and great for camping~). Once Flye hid it under a rocky alcove and placed the tarp over it, they were set to go into town.

"Here," Flynn handed her brother a plain weather-worn hooded cloak (having already put on hers), "We should probably wear these, so as not to attract any unwanted attention." She stressed the word "unwanted", giving him a pointed glare.

Flye rolled his eyes, but took the cloak anyways, "Relax, it'll be fine."

She shot him an annoyed scowl, "You do realise we'll need even more parts now, right?"

"No problemo~." He smirked and pointed to the sky just as a small group of people riding skimmers flew overhead, "Air travel must be the main form of transport around here; I'll bet they've got heaps of repair shops just for Skyrides."

Flynn eyed the Skyriders in surprise; back home, people mostly used land or water vehicles to get around. In truth, short range Warp crystals were the most commonly used form of transport. She couldn't help but smile at the thought of seeing other types of Skyrides! After all, she'd only ever seen the ones her parents had used and they were all really old models…

They'd pretty much built their Skyride from scratch, using spare parts that were in the Condor's hanger bay. But the main body of their ride used to be their father's old skimmer (mainly since it was the only one that had a co-pilot seat). The design was based on Fury; with a durable, lightweight frame and streamlined for high speed flying.

The main colours were black, silver and red, with light blue accents. It had four wings, each curved with sharp spiked edges that resembled a dragon's wings. The material the armour plating was made of was incredibly light, it's at least ten times stronger than normal metals; add to that the fact it's a natural conductor of crystal energy!

When it comes to their Skimmer, Flynn could go on and on about it, all day and all night too. But right now she wanted to see what kind of Skyrides these people used! "Come on Flye! Let's go already!" She squealed excitedly, jumping up and down in the spot.

Flye rolled his eyes, a wry smile on his face. Well, someone sure changes her opinion quickly. He thought as he pulled a knapsack full of their tradable goods over his shoulder. "Alright, I'm coming."

He wasn't so quick to trust this place though… Those Skyriders were carrying weapons by the looks of it. And this whole place had a stifling atmosphere that made him feel uncomfortable. He kept his weapons safely tucked under his cloak and hidden from view, just in case. Even if he's not looking for it, trouble tends to always find him.

The very thought made him smirk; he did like the thrill of a fight after all…

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fury glancing around nervously. Sighing, he turned to face the panicky dragon, "Uh… why don't you stay here and, um… guard our Skyride?" The last thing he wanted was to be chasing after a skittish dragon in an unfamiliar city, every time he gets spooked.

Fury let out a relieved chirp and zipped back to their bike. He paced around it, all senses alert as if he'd been given the most important job in the world.

Flynn giggled, while Flye just shook his head slightly, "Come on Squirt; let's go." He sighed, placing a hand on her shoulder. "And make sure to stay close to me, alright?"

She shook off his hand and pulled her hood over her head so it shadowed her face, "I can take care of myself!"

Flye just laughed and pulled his own hood up, "Sure you can." And with that he strolled leisurely towards the town with Flynn chasing after him in a huff.


Um... my description of Flye's Skyride really sucks... can't really find the right words to describe how I picture it... Can't draw it either... hmm, the image I'm going for is a cross between Aerrow's skimmer and Cloud's bike from FF7: Advent Children... If you can picture that...

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