Normally Aerrow would have enjoyed the take off and the feel of the wind rushing past as he flew, but tonight was different. There was tense atmosphere in the air and the skies around were eerily calm. As Aerrow and Ace flew next to each other they saw the various pairs flying off in different directions, each pair taking a different route to the safe house. Through his goggles Aerrow saw Moody fly in close, his skimmer was oddly shaped with his foot pedals towards the front rather than in the middle, with a final nod which Aerrow and Ace returned Moody once more disappeared into the clouds. The silence of the night hung in the air once again.
"It's calm tonight, maybe we'll be aright" Ace said quietly. Aerrow didn't reply, something had caught his eye, the clouds in front were glowing and a slight rumbling could be heard as of there was a thunder storm occurring. It wasn't a storm. Flying through the clouds Aerrow and Ace found themselves in the middle of a ferocious sky battle. Skimmers were everywhere, there must have been twenty or more hooded and masked death eaters fighting against the other Aerrow's and Order of Phoenix members. There were numerous flashes and bangs as spells from all sides collided with other weapons. As they took evasive action Aerrow and Ace drew their weapons and began firing at the death eaters. Despite fighting back they carried on flying on course.
"Ace we've got to help the others!" Aerrow shouted as he saw a skimmer, unable to make out its owner, catch fire and plummet.
"We can't stop we have to carry on" Ace shouted back as they cleared the main part of the battle. Aerrow was about to say something back when he saw three skimmers dropping in towards them, fast. Reacting swiftly Aerrow jumped onto one of his top wing and slammed a foot onto the tip of his wing, sending the skimmer into a rapid spin, gripping with one hand Aerrow fired stunning spells from his blade at the same time. If not hit by the spells the death eaters were unseated by their own spells which had rebounded off Aerrow's spinning ride.
"Oh nice!" Ace shouted as Aerrow came out if his spin and stood on his wing. Aerrow laughed a little, more in relief than anything, but then seemed to notice something. His breath was becoming visible from the sudden chill in the air and ice was beginning on his skimmer. His goggles were also icing over and upon removing them Aerrow saw at least a dozen Dementors gliding in, perhaps on their way to the main battle, though now they had two targets at little earlier than expected.
"We can't evade them we'll have to attack" Ace shouted, looking to Aerrow.
"A patronus is a pretty big signal" Aerrow, still standing on his top wing, knew that his patronus would give him away to every one around. But between Dementors and death eaters, he knew who he'd rather face. Standing on his skimmer Aerrow pointed a blade at the swarm of creatures and released his patronus. The shimmering white hawk erupted from his blade and flew right into the heart of the black cloud of Dementors knocking them all back as it changed into a large bright foggy shield which banished the Dementors away for good. As the patronus hawk faded the sky once more darkened. Aerrow and Ace let out a sigh of relief as the sky in front seemed to be mercifully quiet.
"Have much further is it?" Aerrow shouted to Ace as below he could see the countryside of an unknown Terra fly by.
"Not far it's on the other side of the Terra" Ace shouted back. Aerrow nodded as he scanned the horizon for their destination, it looked as if they would made it. Then the scar on his arm flared up, badly causing him to yell and grunt in pain. Doubling over, he had to resort to leaning on the handlebars for support. Hardly aware of his surroundings anymore Aerrow barley noticed his skimmer had begun to weave and dip dangerously. Ace had to manoeuvre his skimmer so that he could use his wings to balance Aerrow's skimmer. As Aerrow leant against the cold metal of the handlebars with his head lent on one of the headlights he was on the verge of blanking when he heard a voice.
"Aerrow" A cold woman's voice whispered, bringing him round. A black stream was hurtling towards the two skimmers. It was Cyclonis. Still flying in a black stream Ace could see her head and shoulders which were just out of the smoke. He knew he couldn't attack, he was still holding Aerrow's skimmer steady and Aerrow looked barely contentious. Then just as Cyclonis raised her wand and Ace braced for the impact, Aerrow, without any movement from himself, felt his blade,which had been hanging limply in his hand, suddenly jerked upwards and level with Cyclonis wand. Just as she sent out a serpent green killing curse Aerrow's blade sent out a spell he didn't even know which looked like a spurt of golden fire. The spells collided right in the middle of their casters and became locked in a power struggle. But then, somehow, Aerrow's spell began to push Cyclonis's back. As Cyclonis's spell finally broke Aerrow's spell continued to travel up her wand, causing it to crack and split before with one final blast the spell destroyed the wand and knocked back Cyclonis enough to cease her attack. Aerrow, having recovered a little and gained his seat again, managed to accelerate his skimmer a little which allowed him to regain control as Ace moved his skimmer away and they both accelerated as fast as they could away from where Cyclonis hung in mid air, surrounded by black smoke, yelling in total rage as she watched the lights of the two skimmers fade away into the night.