Author's note: hey I'm back. My exams are over for the most part, my last exam is on the 12th, and it's a Spanish-speaking exam, not looking forward to it. Anyway, here's the next chapter I'm sure you've all been waiting so patiently for. Disclaimer: this has been disclaimed. If I did own Storm Hawks, my last name would be impossible to pronounce.
FINAL MOVE- phase 1
The Storm Hawks were just waking up. Tonight would be the night they would get their ex-leader back. So they hoped. The Condor was buzzing with anxiety, namely Piper's. This was her plan after all. If this didn't work, would she be blamed for the Storm Hawks' failure? Would they even be the Storm Hawks if Aerrow didn't come back? They were already on borrowed time as it was…
" Piper?" Said navigator spun around, nearly tripping over her own two feet and falling onto Finn.
" Oh hey Finn."
The blond sharpshooter grinned, " Smile Piper, we're gonna get him back today."
A small smile graced her features, " I hope so."
" We will. We're the Storm Hawks, we always win."
Piper chuckled at Finn's statement. " Of course we do."
Finn frowned for a moment, as if he were trying to remember something. His face cleared, " Tanner wants to see you."
Aerrow was sitting in the corner of his quarters, with a clear view of the door, but still hidden from anyone who might enter, making a surprise attack impossible. He, too, had been sleeping during the day, anticipating Piper's next move. They had known each other for years, he knew her like the back of his hand. A post midnight attack would be her next move. Her final move before Aerrow became a Cyclonian forever.
The door handle turned and the door opened. Aerrow sprang to his feet, ready to attack whoever entered. He had his single blade raised above his head, about to bring it down when he realised who it was. " Master, my apologies."
" No worries, no harm was done." She waved away his apology.
He brought his blade down to his side, " My I enquire as to why you're here?"
" Just wanted to make sure my best fighter was ready."
" As always," He nodded his head slightly, eyes closing for a millisecond. He looked up at Cyclonis through his eyelashes, " Might I suggest that you make yourself scarce?"
" What are you implying?"
" That Cyclonia needs its Master. A Master I would happily die to protect."
Cyclonis smirked. She placed a delicate hand on his shoulder, " Take care." She left the room before he could say anything else. He sighed and returned to his crouch in the corner. The waiting began again.
It was 1AM and the Storm Hawks were gathered in the hangar bay. They would be taking the skimmers, as they were less noticeable than the Condor. This meant that they would only be able to have hand weapons. The canons were out of the question. Tanner looked at his comrades in turn. Each nodded to him. " Let's do this then." He revved the engine on his skimmer and took off, dipping slightly before pulling the wings out. The rest of the team followed him out into the sky.
As Piper had predicted, when they landed, the fortress was like a ghost town. Not a second rate talon in sight. She smiled her first genuine smile in almost a year.
" I'll go find Aerrow, you guys take care of anyone who might come along." Tanner confirmed before slipping away towards the commanders' wings. Aerrow would be there. He strode past his old room, past Ravess' and Snipe's room. He came to the last room in the wing. He cautiously turned the handle, weapon poised.
Aerrow watched the door open slowly. Tanner walked into the room way too cautiously. Aerrow got up slowly, sticking to the shadows, and made his way to the door.
" Empty?" Tanner whispered.
Aerrow shut the door silently. " Think again." He laughed.