Disclaimer-Don't own Storm Hawks

Couple of notes: This chapter is a big 'un!

I made up some more stuff about Stork, Ibis, and June Hawfroot-so some history on these three former love birds. Plus a look back on Phobie's and Chessie's past.

Scorch can understand Sona's language (she is not wearing a vocal translator)

"("BLAH BLAH")"-Basically someone is talking while another person is talking at the same time.

Ok, I know many of you viewers and readers are wondering if its Day 3 already, but in reality-It's still Day 2…

So I hope this helps-

RECAP: For Chapter 6, it's 1:30 in the morning, and several hours pass-1) Mamba gets a mission from Malice, 2) Stork reveals his problem to Suzi and Finn and 3) Suzi and Billy go at it in the shower…and in the bedroom. (Plays music The Bad Touch)

In chapter 7, when Scorch talks to Agar, it's around 7 a.m-ish and ending around 8 a.m-ish when Mamba heads to the hanger in Chapter 8.

So all in all, the Storm Hawks have yet to get their day started. (Suzi and the Zeros are currently helping Chessie and Phobie move more stuff into the Condor)

As for the other Bounty Hunter in Chapter 8-It's Sona, the sky monkey, talking to Warbird and Alistair.

If I had combined all 3 chapters together, even I would be confused-and making confused readers kinda leads to a manhunt for the writer.

Angry people knock on the front door…­EEK…

Ok, one more note-Thanks to claireXstork and PKBitchGirl1 for the reviews and wanting to know more about Stork's predicament-basically Stork being in Mark is a parody of Ehlonna Bloodstorm-Repton being in Season (in which it last 3 weeks (I think, since Master's Orders isn't around anymore) basically, Repton just wanted a place to hide during his Season, but things got out of hand when he is summoned by Master Cyclonis-sort of similar to Stork and Piper in Chapter 6, but Stork caught himself in time…

chainsaw roars to life and is chased by Ehlonna and the Darling Pet cast

But, Stork's 'Mark' season is called, by many Merbs, as Twilight Sunset (or Sunrise, depending on that time a Merbling was born)

OK, more notes at the end of this chapter-except this is gonna be a long chapter with the occasional or more flashbacks

Is run over by the Condor

Stork: Just get on with it you bloody git!


The Hunt for the Condor part 3: History Course or Collision Course?

Somewhere inside Der-Verange

"Oi..." said Scorch as he tailed behind Sona, a small, white and black female sky monkey, who made her way to the living quarters, "Wha' we doin'?" he was nervous, and nervous he should be. Ever since his 'contract' with Warbird, he had somewhat 'free' roam of the Verange, but never the living quarters-and his nervousness was due to him being in the vicinity of the living quarters.

Which housed Warbird's and Heron's possessions.

Scorch's skin started to glow a dull amber, "OI, we ain't to be here!"

Sona snorted, "Relax would ya, besides-I live in these quarters too!"

"Sin' when?" Scorch stopped in his tracks, looking at all the doors. One was labeled 'Heron'

The door opposite of that had a worn label, hardly readable, but Scorch could make out an 'S-T-O-'

"Since Heron and Warbird found me."

"So wha' now?" Scorch asked, now looking Sona in the eyes, "'Eron's dead, me thinks'...been gon' for at lease two weeks-"

"Three weeks..." she sighed. "That stupid fallout of their stupid sexual relationship started three stupid weeks ago..." Sona heaved another sigh as she typed in a passcode to Heron's room. A small beep sounded but nothing happened.

"Ehh...does this hav' ta do abo' 'Eron's little army?" Scorch raised a bony brow in confusion, more about the question he asked rather than Sona pounding on the door, "But dat was abo' several 'ears ago."

Sona growled as she retyped the passcode again, "Yes...yes, Heron couldn't get Warbird pregnant-"

"Agin-cross species procreation don' work-I tried tellin' them that-it's all abo' the Rycess Stone-"

"You know what-I'm tired of hearing that crap! They're just legends-such as another land-a con-tan-ant(1) that exist beyond or going through the Great Expanse-" another beep. "Your not a fabled creature-there is bound to be more of your species." more typing and a frustrated growl a second later, "And ANYONE female can get pregnant by a male-they aren't just...in the right position."

Scorch sighed, his skin turning ashen now.

"olright...that's jus' your openin-but you can bea that way, just too scared to know what's really out there. 'Bound to be?' Is that a comment directed towards me or yourself-seeing 'ow we-or-you 'aven't seen another sky monkey like yourself? An lasly, tell me, 'ow can 'Eron get three of 'is species-those three Merbs, pregnant, and not get a Wallop, an Arachian, a Blizzardian, and a who-man whooman(2) pregnant?"

Another beep.

"ALISTAIR-GET THE DAMN DOOR OPEN!" the sky monkey shrieked as she turned her attention to Scorch. ("Whatever happened to 'say please'?") "How the hell should I know that? Heron said his time at that place was a nightmare-("It's opened you twit") one Merb believed that she could get pregnant if she tried to eat Heron, the other Merb literally DIED during the act, the Arachian laid eggs-EGGS!! ("And he still wonders why she wasn't spider top up and Merbian for the bottom half") The human woman kept smacking him with a violin, and the over sexual eager Wallop broke Heron's pelvis! ("too much 'snu-snu'")"

"Well at lease 'e got paid...for...it" Both Sona and Scorch where silent now, except for the humming of the engines, which were now muted as they stood inside Heron's quarters.

"Well it wasn't all that bad...he did say he had fun with the Blizzardian Air Knight and that other female Merb."

"Blizzarian Sky Knight." Sona frowned, "I don't think that Lu woman was old enough to be a Sky Knight at the time..."

Scorch looked around the room. On the walls were various weapons: Scimitars, Katanas, daggers, various chakrams, lances, chained weapons, various axes, and staves.

"Weapons collectioner?"

"Sort of..." Sona walked to the right side of the room, "These weapons were taken from hunts(3)."

"Did he use all these?"

"Only two...He mainly used his scythe. Other than that, he kept a Bardiche close by.

"So why are we 'ere?" Scorch took another look around the room and spotted Heron's work desk.

"If we are meeting up with the Condor, then Stork-" she approached several chain weapons, "would need his Kusarigamas back." I see they still have the magnas attached to them. Heron always did take care of Stork's weapons.

Scorch took a picture off the desk, "Is this the bloke?"

He pointed a stubby digit to a light green Merb, standing next to Heron. "What 'appened to him?" A worried look etched onto the Imp's face.

Sona made a quick glance at the picture before opening up a small box underneath Heron's bed, "Working as a pilot for the Storm Hawks." Green strikers and blazers...wrapped up already...seemed Heron was planning to give these to him before he disappeared.

"'Ow he get that position? I mean, Warbird wont let anybody quit. We 'ave these damn shock collars." Sona suddenly smiled, albeit a strained smile, but a smile none-the-less, as she wrapped up the Kusarigamas and the crystals in a small bundle.

"Heh...Heron paid the kid to take him."


Meanwhile In the Bridge of the Condor

"Hmma...you gotta tell me..." Finn said in-between bites of eating sandcakes, "Whatja do for the last three years?" Piper and Chessie (wearing her Trans-vid goggles) were there too, but behind an oblivious Stork, who was sitting at the table with his face propped in his hands-probably from the lack of sleep. Finn smiled at this sight-he was hoping to get Piper and Stork in the same room together, after convincing Piper that Stork would want to talk to her about last night.

And not to mention, learn a few more interesting things about him-just so he could get out of helping Phobie move some of her more, heavier, possessions into the Condor.

"What's that?"

"Well, I never bothered to know what ya did before we came a Squadron..."

"Well...on and off...I was the pilot for Warbird, but before that...Interceptors.

"NO WAY!" Piper and Finn yelled in unison, making Stork jump-but mainly that Piper was behind him. "You were the pilot for Warbird? THE WARBIRD? The Bounty Hunter who's been known to take down level S criminals, such as Learth Ve-Stat?

Finn, finishing off the last sandcake with a loud gulp, smirked at Stork as he sat to the left of him, "You don't peg me as a Bounty Hunter-"

"Nor as an Interceptor..." Piper said as she sat next to Stork (who gulped audibly, noticing that his escape route was blocked off by the two of them) "So what happened?"

"Yeah...did you join Warbird first or-"

"Wait-is this besides doing an expedition on the Black Gorge?"

Oh he is just enjoying this... Stork said to himself. Well, better get on with it.

"Sigh Well...are you sure you want to hear-"

"Of course!" Piper said with anticipation.

"Very well...but my past is not pretty...lets see...for nearly a year and a half I was forced to work in a Cyclonian labor camp, but eventually a Blizzarian girl, June Hawfroot and me managed to escape...but since we were so sick...June died of sickness and I was on the brink of death. Somehow, Heron and Warbird found me and nursed me back to health. While recovering, I managed to land myself a job as their pilot.

"I only stayed there when a new opportunity arose when there was a job for going on expeditions. Costly mistake was mapping out the Black Gorge, where everyone, except Gregor-Yun and me, made it out alive...and to think...I could have been payed handsomely to take part in a CSM experiment-"

"A what?"

"Cross Species Mating/Procreation? You mean that study where the Fanahartens payed different species of men and women, just to get the women pregnant?" Piper asked, but suddenly blushed, "I heard about that..."

Somehow, cross procreation works... Chessie pondered, it took five years, but Phobie was born and four and a half years for me to pop out...it just takes longer.

"Good thing I didn't join, because as I re-cooperated in the hospital, Heron came in with a broken pelvis." All three winced. "Apparently, a female Wallop got too excited."

"Well, while he was at the hospital, I went out and oddly enough...landed a job as a pilot for the Interceptors...It only lasted for a month."

Piper placed a hand on Stork's shoulder, "What happened?"

"Oh...lets just say I pissed off Starling..."

"No way!" began Finn, "She's the fourth woman you dated?" A girlish giggle came from his mouth.

Piper gave a slight frown, No wonder Starling is hanging around here lately...she's trying to get back with him. "But why did you two break up?"

Stork was quite for a moment as his eyes darted left and right. "She was toying with me at the time...trying to make her boyfriend, Marko, jealous. Eventually she claimed I tried to force her in bed. Thus I was fired. I did try to find other jobs during the time Heron was getting better, but Marko kept hounding me and harassing me whenever I got a job. I probably remember going through at least ten jobs...but when Heron recovered, he came straight for me."

Stork sighed and looked at Finn, Piper, and Chessie. "Lets just say I like flying better than killing, even if your life is on the line."

Finn frowned and pushed on, "Who did you kill?"

"Well, kill wouldn't be the word I am looking for. Mamba...I was lucky enough to cut his left arm off and kick his slimy carcass into the Wasteland. Yet that bastard manages to come back every time."

"Wasn't he your-" Piper stopped herself, knowing full well that this might be a touchy subject.

"My friend?" Stork finished, "At one time, he was...but that friendship went away as he was using Merbian women as breeders. He even had the gall to ask me to join his 'business', but I refused and told Heron about it...Ibis was the only survivor of twenty something women."

"Ibis was Merb?"

"Yes Chessie. She was..." Stork, with a small smile on his face, took out a picture and handed it to Finn and Chessie.

Finn gave a very loud whistle, "What a babe!"

Chessie, interested in the picture also, noticed the color of Ibis, "Yet she is red?"

"I believe she is just Twilight..." the Pilot mumbled.

"What's Twilight?" Finn and Chessie asked.

"Twilight," Piper began as she opened a book on the table, "is the time of day before sunrise or after sunset. Stork's people are hardcore believers that if a baby Merbling is born during this time and venue, that the Merblings would mimic that particular color in the area that they were born in."

Chessie and Finn were still confused, "Mimic?"

"I am Twilight Sunset...and my mother gave birth to me near a grassy knoll...so as I get older...my skin tone may change some...most likely a lighter or darker shade of green. Heron is Twilight Sunrise and he was born in a forest, so his skin is a forest green hue."

Piper closed her book and looked at Stork, "What about Ibis?"

"She was engineered from a test tube." Stork groaned in frustration, "Mamba made that clear when he hunted us down on our third day of our De-Stu' Vora."

Piper's eyes widen, "Your wedding?!"

"Would have been a wedding if Mamba didn't stick a knife to Ibis' back and all three of us getting struck by lightning at the same time." Piper covered her mouth with her hands as Finn gave a worried look.

Even though he heard Stork tell him this earlier in the morning, it was more heart-breaking to hear it again.

"Dude, I hope this Mamba guy is dead now."

"He's not...last time I fought him, it was the time I took his left arm...but in doing so, he left me in a coma for about a week. As of now, I hope, he still thinks I'm dead. Now...as for me landing this wonderful job as pilot for the Storm Hawks...Heron fired me. Apparently, while stationed at Terra Nylax...he had met up with Aerrow, who at the time was looking for a pilot, 'bribed' him into taking me. Although at first, I was furious but that feeling dwindled when I saw the Condor. I was 'sold' right then and there."

"HEY, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?"

"Is that Phobie?"


Meanwhile in the skies of Atmos

Mamba gripped the back seat harder as a lanky Talon throttled the skimmer to go faster, the wind whipping at their faces. Mamba would call it a skimmer, but it didn't look anything remotely as a bike-it looked like...well, he had no idea what it and Broog's ride looked like. All he knew is that these things were fast.

"Tell me again, what the heck are these things?" The lanky Talon looked behind him and smirked.

"What we're riding is called the Sky Shark XL...only vehicle to have four wheels instead of the normal bike or trike. Also has the ability to detach and the back-end is operable by itself. The ride your friend is riding is called the Maliger Mazner 160-it's a small rocket powered jet."

Mamba gave a nervous squeak as his "ride" shifted. "Augh...by the way...where's that shapeshifter?" Need...a bag...

Mamba felt a small tap on his right shoulder, "Right here..." Daemon smiled, causing Mamba to shift uncomfortably in his seat. Not from being close to air sickness, but that Daemon had turned into a very large black creature, complete with razor sharp scales and wings. Not to mention that smoke was spilling out of his nose. Also on his neck sat a very quite Eve, dressed in a kimono and the ever 'cute and cuddly' Vile, "You have everything?" Daemon snarled softly.

Mamba took out a small piece of paper from his coat pocket.

"Energized firebolts, energized screechers, energized frost crystals, energized blazers, energized swarmers, energized paralyzers, eruptors and windstones and one Gatling striker cannon for the Wallop, my trusty left arm and Heron's poleaxe...all we need now is a Partridge and a pear tree."

Mamba smiled as he put the list of all the crystals that he had for the mission away. "Man, this mission is in the bag, I say this mission will be over in less than ten minutes."

Broog, still munching on something, flew up next to him, "Remember, you said you wanted to hear screams."

Mamba smirked inwardly, "Agreed...I'll take my time with the red head."

"Oh Mamba, Eve has a surprise for you."

Me like surprises..."Oh really?" He stared at Eve at first, but it was Vile who threw a small bag at him, but in doing so, he fell off Daemon.

"Grrr? Me go bye?"

"A-A-are we going to p-pick him up?" Eve said timidly, her voice squeaking.

"Nope. That little bastard can find his own way back to the flying lab."

Mamba, not paying attention to their conversation, was mainly paying attention to what was inside the bag. Inside the bag were six of the blackest crystals that he had ever seen. He picked up one crystal to examine it.

It was black as night and unlike most crystals, where they gave off a small reflection, there was no reflection-even when shown directly in the light, which slightly disturbed Mamba. But what rattled him as he examined the crystal further, is that he noticed faint whisps of smoke traversing across the crystal-and even down his arm.

It also felt warm.

"...what..."

"You like?" Daemon gave a soft snarl, "Eve produced them. Father calls them Abyss Crystals, but I think there is more of those out there somewhere in Atmos."

"They've been called Black Fire crystals," the lanky Talon said without turning around. "I've only heard of a few survivors tell a tale of a man who used this crystal on a weapon, both engulfed by shadows that danced around them like they were on fire."

"Hmm...can't wait to try it out on the Storm Hawks then." Mamba grinned. "So who's all on the team...there's that Aerrow kid...I've heard of a Wallop being on the team. Isn't there another guy, blond hair?"

"Three humans..." Eve said in a far away voice, "Aerrow Graywind; Finnigan Veldan Barbritos; Desana Piper Victoria III. One Wallop...Junko Gerga-faba. One Merb...Stork Mandrill."

Mamba's eyes widen to the size of saucers, "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!?" A vicious snarl came from his throat, "How many times do I have to kill that paranoid son-of-a-bitch!" Not even realizing that his body was moving, he was vaguely aware that he was fighting over the controls with the lanky Talon. "Move over-("Hey man, what are-") I said move! ("Like hell I will-") Right, I'll just throw-("Aren't you suppose to keep your hands and feet inside the ride at all time?") Nice try, just shut up the fuck up-("HEY, HEY HEY-Are you coming on to me?") Even though I am bisexual, that JUST creeps me out-"

"Should we tell them that their headed towards the Wastelands?" Eve said timidly.

"Nope, I'm rather enjoying the show."

"Dibs on the Talon." Broog shouted.

From now on, I shall call the Talon, mini-me...I mean Lanky!


Elsewhere

"Sir! It appears that one of them is heading towards the Wastelands! Shall we finish them off?"

"No." the Talon Commander growled. "They'll lead us to the Storm Hawks. Meanwhile, don't let the ship run out of velocity crystals and keep that cloaking shield up!"

"Yes Sir!"

Short innit?


Meanwhile in the Medic Bay of the Condor

"Oh Junko-the file cabinet goes over by the desk." The half-Blizzarian said, peering over a large video screen. "Red wire goes here?"

"I think..." Aerrow said, propping up the screen as Phobie managed to attach it to the corner of the wall, "Sorry, I never had to deal with electronics...Stork is pretty good dealing with them." Aerrow then blushed as Phobie ducked and a second later emerged in-between his arms, still working with the wires.

"Not working-what?" Phobie noticed the red in Aerrow's cheeks.

"Eh..oh nothing..." he said with a nervous chuckle, but Phobie caught on.

"Geeze, I make you that nervous?" she sighed as she continued with the wiring, "Come on...this is my second day here-surely with Piper around, you'd be use to this kind of closeness."

"Well...Piper and I are just friends-wait-I don't think that wire should go there!"

"Relax Aerrow, I got it-what could go-"

"Uhmm, Yesterday-You guys lost your clothes-"

"Oh right...but I think I got-ZAAAAP-I-I-I-I-IT."

Junko, who was placing the file cabinet, heard the resulting surge, two screams, and a thud. "Guys?" Concern and worry in his voice as he turned around to see the two on the floor, or rather Aerrow on the floor with a slightly charred Phobie, her face in-between his legs.

Man, not again...first the nude parade in Piper's lab and now she's making a move on Aerrow? This deserves a picture.

"O-O-OK...your not allowed to say those words-EVER..." Aerrow tried to joke as he noticed the situation he and Phobie were in. Phobie was not amused as she got up, digging her left fist into his groin, just as Davey Digger and Bucky Garter entered with several boxes and containers.

"You are not funny..." she growled. Davey and Bucky gave nervous glances to each other as they sat the containers down on the floor.

"Hey Phobie," came Suzi's voice, slightly rattled, her frame appearing at the entrance, "...where do ya want...dis..." she asked, her voice mixed with disgust and nervousness, as she held up a small container.

Inside the container was the nether regions that once belonged to a man.

"You really out ta collect somethin' else, eh?"

"No." Phobie said with such anger that Davey and Bucky slowly backed away. Suzi knew Phobie wouldn't get rid of this atrocity, but she continued to argue.

"Dis isn't healthy-I mean, ya got your revenge-" Davey and Digger took this moment to get out of the way, dragging Junko and Aerrow with them as Billy made his way into the room.

"So what happened?" ("This crap again?") Junko whispered to Bucky and Davey. ("Shut up, you have no idea")

Davey scratched his chin, "Well...when she was eight years old...she was kidnapped, tortured, and...raped...Chessie was kidnapped also, but she went deaf after breaking a screecher to drive off der attackers."

Aerrow's eyes widen with anger as Junko clenched his fists, "Good Gods...who would do that to a child?" (Gods Phobie, it's over, dat was eight years ago-let it go-")

"We don't know, and we didn't find out until she awoke from a coma three weeks later." Bucky said, "As far as we know, she said it was a Talon." ("Give it up? Never.")

"So she went and found the rapist?" Junko looked at Davey to Bucky, then to Aerrow.

"Not at dat time...but two years later, we thought it would be wise ta send her ta the academy-she was really gifted with medicine and herbs doncha know?...so we sent her there, so she could improve and make friends...("Think about Jacky!") da other boys here...well...lets just say Phobie is troubled by her emotions...da boys jus' played with her emotions, often times leavin' her emotionally drained and tired all da time." ("How can I when he's dead and I am alive!")

Of course... Junko said to himself, the outsider, always picked on because of being different...

"What happened der at da Academy ("It wasn't your fault") wasn't planned for us nor her...she unexpectedly ran inta da rapist again...and da rapist lost...that container holds his 'twig and berries.' But in attacking him, it got the attention of the Council and every board member in dat area. ("Damn-it, Don't go there!") The rapist was sent ta prison, but Phobie...well...they made her 'graduate' early that day."

Aerrow's jaw dropped, "They expelled her!?"

"Yeh...and she became withdrawn from everyone...the only ones ("This was a mistake!") that could snap her out of it was Suzi, Chessie, and...Jacky Hawfroot..."

Bucky, before the two teens could say anything, took out a small picture, showing it to them.

Aerrow, and Junko, who was now standing over him, looked at the picture that showed three Blizzarians. There was Phobie, who had to be around thirteen at the time, although it was a little difficult to tell how old a Blizzarian was due to their stature, (even for a Wallop) In her arms was Chessie. For the first time, Aerrow and Junko saw the difference between Phobie and Chessie.

Phobie and Chessie were Blizzarian, but as Piper told him, their legs were straight, and no tail-at least for Chessie anyway. As for their faces, Chessie's face was more human, fur leading down her jawline and her ears were shorter than a Blizzarian. As for Phobie, the muzzle was undeniable.

As for the other Blizzarian, he was a striking solid black. Not just his fur, but his his entire body was dark.

"What's up with his fur being entirely dark?" Junko looked up from the picture.

Davey crossed his arms, "Melanism, I think that what doctors call it...("Just shut up, already-you don't understand!") No one know what color his father was, but the late June Hawfroot had yellow fur."

Aerrow noticed something else about the Blizzarian. It was his eyes. They were solid white. "He was blind..."

"And they were inseparable for nearly two and half years-"

("I should have done this along time ago")

Crash

"HEY, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Phobie shouted from inside.

"DON'T YOU DARE USE THAT TONE OF VOICE WITH ME YOUNG LADY!"Suzi, this time, anger billowing from her mouth and there was a loud slap from inside as well. Aerrow and Junko made an attempt to enter the room, but Davey and Bucky stopped them.

"Sorry mates, but this is a Matriarchal society...let the women fight it out...Besides...Phobie's been bottling her emotions for too long..."

"FUCK OFF! OR GO FUCK WITH BILLY!" another slap.

"Now listen here young lady," said Billy from inside, "I am still strong enough to still punish you-not to mention use soap on that filthy mouth of yours!"

Silence, except for mummers from inside. "...Right..." came Billy's voice, a second later he came out of the room, looking rattled. "Ya...ya might want to walk away..."

SLAP

"H-How often does she go through this?" Junko asked, his eyes wide with fear.

"What's in Atmos is all the commotion?" Piper asked, emerging from the corner, followed by Finn, Starling, (Where'd she come from?) and Chessie. Stork, as always, stayed on the Bridge.

"Damn to hell Unca Billy, what did you do this time?"

"This time, IT wasn't me!" Billy said in a exasperated tone, holding his hands up in defense, "Suzi smashed the trophy!"

"Oh dear..." the young Blizzarian said with worry. "Please tell me one of you guys have Phobie's Kopis and Pinuti?"

TWANG-ga-ga-ga

"Well...that's one question answered..." Chessie said in a dull tone as everyone looked at the door to see a blade sticking out of it, before being pulled back in-and followed by yells.

"STUPID BITCH! I NEVER WANTED TO JOIN IN THE FIRST PLACE!"

THWAK

"YOU FOOLED ME! YOU MANAGED TO MAKE FRIENDS REAL QUICK LIKE-HELL, YOU MANAGED TO GET HALF THE SQUAD NAKED! YOU EVEN ENJOY THE COMPANY OF PIPER AND AERROW! BOTH AGREED TO TAKE YOU IN!"

More punches, followed by the sound of metal striking each other.

"Are you sure-"

"Yes, Aerrow, stay here..."

Everyone winced as the the door bulged with a loud bang, followed by a frustrated scream from Phobie and Suzi.

"Suzi still hasn't learned to keep her mouth shut." Chessie snorted. "When will she learn that Jacky Hawfroot is a taboo to say in front of my sis."

"Well, that's why we signed her up for this," Billy began, but backed away, along with everyone else, as the door bulged again for a second time, followed by the sound of breaking glass, "She needs to control her anger-I mean come on, did you see what happened last time she got angry? She flipped Derma's Ice Grinder over with her bare hands! Just because Derma just called him 'Shadow'!"

"UNGRATEFUL BRAT!"

"BITCH! I'M GONNA GUT YOU!"

Another hole formed as a part of a blade protruded from the door again.

"Cripes!" Shouted Finn, "Suzi's gonna get killed!" as he watched the blade pull back out, followed by a hate filled curse by Phobie.

"She's just wearing her down," Billy assured them, "...Again, Phobie needed this...ever since Jacky died, it must've been the last straw...she felt that everything that happened was her fault: all the teasing from the boys, the death of her parents and Jacky, Chessie becoming deaf, the fight with the Barukah, and her being...forced upon, this is the worst rage attack I have ever seen."

Two more piercings formed on the door but the as they were pulled back in, the sound of metal clanking could be heard-followed by a loud rant by Phobie, and the door bulging a third time.

"BITCH-LEMME GO!"

"CALM DOWN!"

"I say it's almost over." said a nervous Davey, followed by another loud bang as the door bulged again.

And again.

More screams and swears by Phobie.

And again.

Less screams this time, but Phobie is heard swearing again.

And...nothing...

Cliffy!


Somewhere near Nord

"Hay ya..." groaned Mamba, "I can see Nord...lets slow down...It's not like their movin'."

"Right..." Daemon snarled softly as Eve slept on his back, "seeing how where one man short."

"Y-Yo...Still alive...back here..." Lanky said through a bruised face. "Ow..."

"When I want something, I always get it. Next time when I say let me drive, Lemme drive!"


Elsewhere

"Sir they stopped!"

"Good...uncloaked the shields and finish them off. Mamba did his job, now I get to take over.

"Sir, Yes Sir!"


Close by

"Warning-Warning-Massive energy signatures appearing on starboard bow...Detecting two-no, three Cyclonian battle cruisers un-cloaking."

"Holy Gaia! They gonna take over Nord?" yelled Scorch over the alarms.

"Most likely," snarled Sona as she placed her battle suit on, "And I am picking up several other readings...Uh...Warbird-We have a problem, and I don't mean those Cyclonian cruisers..."

"Then what?" the Wallop snapped.

"Mamba, and he has a Dragon!" she said as she turned a computer screen towards the Wallop.

"That's no dragon...that is Daemon...and it appears there is another one of Malice's creations there as well.


Near Nord again

"Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn!" Lanky swore as he ducked further into his seat to avoid an energy blast.

"That fucking old guy followed us!" Mamba yelled, doing his best to avoid the bursts, "This mission has already gone to pot...wait...I can use this as an advantage!" And without hesitation, Mamba flipped on the radio. "MAYDAY! MAYDAY! Need assistance! Taking heavy fire from Cyclonians! Repeat: Two skimmers under heavy fire by Cyclonians! Need assistance!"


The Bridge of the Condor

"I repeat, two skimmers under heavy fire!"

"Stork, get us airborne!" Aerrow said over the intercom, "We're going out to get them!"

"This is Condor to skimmers, help is on the way!" Stork said, hoping to relive the fear from the occupants.

"Thanks...I see the Condor now-See ya soon...Mandrill..."

What the...no..., Stork thought with dread, "He can't be here!"

"Stork, what is it!" came Piper's voice, concern evident as she saw the fear in Stork's eyes as he watched Storm Hawks, Interceptor, and Zeros leave the hanger.

"SHUTTING THE HANGER DOORS!"

"Stork-w-what are you doing? Open the hanger doors so they can get in!" Aerrow demanded. Stork was paralyzed with fear as he watched a skimmer zoom past the Storm Hawks-heading towards the Bridge.

The pilot of said skimmer peered inside, he was a white Merb, and in his right hand was a Bardiche.

Mamba thought his Mark had come early, as a nasty, fear inducing smile etched its way onto his white muzzle.

"Hello, Stork." was all he said as he fired off a round from the Bardiche towards Stork.

To be continued...


Notes that couldn't somewhat fit in the beginning. (Seeing how I was rudely ran over)

1) Sona was trying to say Continent

2) Scorch is trying to say 'Human Woman'

3) Heron collected weapons that he took away from criminals.

Most Merbs experience Mark on their 16th birthday and go into their season for five days-usually starting several days before their birthday and ending either on their birthday or the day after. Seeing how many Merbs think they will die anyway, they don't curb themselves and take the nearest male or female with them (whether it be both sexes!)

Heron was born at Twilight Sunrise-in a forest-thus he is Forest Green.

Stork was born at Twilight Sunset-near a knoll.

Mamba was born two hours after Twilight Sunset-under a tree covered in snow-His skin tone turns from pea green to white as he got older.

Ibis-although created, was "born" in a tube that was filled with red liquid.

Terms

Arachian — A race of spiders-much like the Colonel.

Barukah — Similar to a Yeti

De-Stu' Vora — A mating ritual where Merbs, who truly love each other, bond with each other for a week-much like a marriage ceremony but with a referee! For each day the De-Stu' Vora is completed, the couples place earrings on each other's ears.

Melanism — is an increased amount of black or nearly black pigmentation of an organism, resulting from the presence of melanin.

Pinuti — A Visayan, Philippines sword, originally an agricultural implement.

Kopis — A sword with a forward-curving blade. Mainly used for cutting meat.

Bardiche — Long poleaxe.

Kusarigama — chain sickle(s)-a traditional Japanese weapon that consists of a kama (the Japanese equivalent of a sickle) on a metal chain (manriki) with a heavy iron weight at the end. In this case-Stork owned two that were attached to specialized gauntlets. The handles of the sickles and the gauntlets were equipped with magna stones so that Stork doesn't have to drag the chains back after they are thrown.

Magna Stone — Short for Magnet-useless stones by themselves, but able to draw anything metal towards it.

Abyss Crystals — Nicknamed "Black Fire" by survivors. More powerful than the Fathom crystals. On its own, it can shroud a small area in complete darkness. If this crystal is energized, it can create black holes. When equipped to weapons, it shrouds the weapon and the user in darkness. To those that have witness one using an abyss crystal, they state that the wielder looks like he has black flames surrounding him.

Rides

The Sky Shark XL is a parody of the Corvette Mako Shark

The Maliger Mazner 160 is a parody of the Messerschmitt Me 163

so I ran out of creative names for rides-bugga! Both the real names can be seen at Wiki

Yeah...I'm pretty down right now...maybe some reviews would help cheer me up...just found out that my grandfather, age 75, has been diagnosed with lung cancer that's inoperable.