**Author's Note: The members of Youngblood are not mine beyond Kyrana and all Birvannia, this is not fully completed but I have no idea how to complete it.. Please read and review!**
YoungBlood.
Return To Birvannia.
By Beth Brownell
Chapter One.
Space...Kyrana's second home. She felt safe up in the cold region of space flying in her SpaceFlyer form. Kyrana knew that she was past any satellites that could hit her and self-destruct anywhere near her. She wanted nothing more than to fly through space with nothing to worry about on any planet. But she had a mission to do...seek out the so-called SpaceFlyer from Birvannia. Her fiery bird form grew brighter as she used her mental powers to seek through the stars to locate the SpaceFlyer flying towards Earth. The Birvannian sensed her mental powers trying to locate where the SpaceFlyer was at that moment. The Birvannian allowed the Birvannian to locate where he was at.
Kyrana was shocked when she realized that she was sensing a real Birvannian flying towards Earth and not a Daemonite trick. She knew she had to return to Earth and inform Spartan of the Birvannian's arrival to Earth for she had sensed him flying past the planet called Pluto. Kyrana flew towards Earth still in her flaming form. As she got closer to the homebase of the YoungBlood...she reverted back to her normal form to not spook the others into thinking that something is wrong in space. Kyrana landed on the roof and headed down the stairs to the computer room where she typed a Birvannian coded message to Spartan who responded by sending her a coded message asking if they were allowed to let him know where she was at.
"No, Spartan! You or the other WildC.A.T.S will tell him nothing of where I am! I want nothing to do with this SpaceFlyer...do you hear me!?" typed a very angry Kyrana.
"We understand, Kyrana. We won't tell him where you are located at," replied Spartan, typing back his response to her.
"Thank you, Hadrian. I must go. I have to inform Shaft that I am changing my code name today," spoke Kyrana.
"What is the code name are you changing to, Siren?" asked Spartan.
"I'm changing it from Siren to FireBird. I been using my firebird form more and more of the last few battles YoungBlood went through, Spartan," spoke Kyrana, as she turned off the computer hook-up. Kyrana walked out of the room towards Shaft's room where she knocked on the door. He answered the door to be shocked to even see her standing there.
"I thought you would be on your journey already, Kyrana. What's wrong?" asked Shaft, after seeing her troubled look on her face.
"I am very troubled. I have just found another SpaceFlyer, Shaft," spoke Kyrana, looking at him after he allowed her into his room.
"What? Another SpaceFlyer. Are you sure it was a SpaceFlyer, Siren?" asked Shaft, after having her sit down in a chair near his desk.
"Yes. I want to talk to you about changing my code-name, Shaft. I want to switch my code-name of Siren over to FireBird," spoke Kyrana, looking at him.
"I was about to tell you that I was switching your code-name of Siren over to FireBird, Kyrana...when you got back from your journey. But I'm glad that you decided to switch your code-name on your own," replied Shaft, he was very pleased with the fact that Kyrana wanted to change her code-name.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
"Attention all YoungBlood agents! Come to the control room!" yelled Vogue over the intercom system.
They raced out of his room for the control room where the others had just got into the room. At first they were wondering when they were going to be spoken to about being late. But nothing came out of their leader's mouth about that.
"What is the problem, Vogue?" asked Shaft, looking at her.
"The President is on the computer screen. I...think you should hear it from his own lips, Shaft...since you used to be a Secret Service Agent," spoke Vogue, looking at him.
"Go ahead Mr. President," spoke Shaft.
"Thank you Shaft. I been receiving terroristic letters to do my whole family harm if I don't disband YoungBlood in three days from now. I need your help..I'm going to be doing a news conference today at three. The person who wrote the letters said that he'll be at all my news conferences and at any one of them....he could kill me if I say nothing about disbanding YoungBlood," spoke Bill Clinton. His face was distressed about this situation.
"Don't worry any longer, Mr. President. I think we got an Ace up our sleeve in FireBird," spoke Shaft, looking towards FireBird.
"We will be there in five minutes," spoke Vogue, looking at the screen.
"Even less," replied FireBird, as she burst into her fiery birdform and wrapped it around them.
Chapter Two.
The Oval Office, the office of the most important man in the country. The President turned off his computer link with YoungBlood's HeadQuarters knowing that they should be showing up within a few minutes. When suddenly, a fiery birdform appeared in the room. The Secret Service Agents raced into the room guns drawn ready to protect the President with their very lives if needed.
"Put your guns away! That's an order! It's FireBird and the other YoungBlood members," spoke the President, looking towards the agents as they hesitated in putting their guns away.
Just then, the fiery birdform disappeared as the members of YoungBlood stood there near FireBird, one of their own members who can teleport anyone to anywhere in the world. FireBird walked over to the couch and sat down on it. Her face was flush with sweat.
"Here FireBird...drink," spoke Mr. Clinton, holding in his hand a glass of water. She looked up and smiled to him as she took the glass from him and dranked the water down and just as she finished the glass of water more water mysteriously appeared in the glass.
"Thank you," replied FireBird, looking at him gently.
"We came here as fast as we could, Mr. President," spoke Shaft, looking at him.
"Here is all the letters I have been getting of the last three weeks. I didn't want to inform you and the others for fear that my family would get hurt by this creep but the last letter made me inform you and the others. I want him found and stopped as soon as possible," spoke Bill Clinton, looking at them as he handed them the letters.
"There is no name to this person or persons. I have no idea how to stop this mad man, sir," replied Shaft, after reading the letters telling the President to disband YoungBlood or have his family be assassinated by bullets to the heart.
"Let me feel the letters, Shaft. You don't know the feelings that I can sense even from here," spoke FireBird, holding her hand out.
Shaft picked up the letters from the table and placed them in her hand. The fury of the person who wrote the letters came to FireBird in a rush of anger.
"The...anger....so...powerful. Must...get rid...of it!!" screamed FireBird, as she stretched out her wings and her talons were flexed fully.
"Badrock, grab her before she harms anyone of us!" yelled Shaft.
Badrock grabbed her by her arms and pinned them against her body as the anger left her body and mind leaving her tired.
"What did you sense, FireBird?" asked Bill, looking at her gently.
"Whoever he is....hates YoungBlood for some unknown reasons. He hates us with a fury I never felt before. I couldn't control the feelings that came from the letters. They burned inside of me until I freaked," spoke FireBird, looking at them all.
"So how are we going to protect the President from this madman?" asked Vogue, turning to Shaft.
"It's not going to be...we, Vogue," spoke FireBird.
"What do you mean by that, FireBird?" demanded Shaft, looking at her sternly.
"It's going to be me and only me. Who would you rather have protecting you Mr. President. Someone who is near immortal or one who can die by a bullet to the brain?" asked FireBird, looking at him.
"Someone who is near immortal! What do you mean by that FireBird?" asked Bill.
"I am near immortal. I am over ten thousand years old. You are the first United State President who knows that I am near immortal. It is a secret you must live with for the rest of your life," spoke FireBird, looking towards him.
"I want the whole team not just you FireBird," replied Bill, shocked that he was standing in front of an immortal woman.
"Alright but I have a plan that must be done in secret. I want them out of this room...now or I will make sure that they will never hear or see for the next five hours," spoke FireBird, pointing to the Secret Service Agents who was standing next to the door.
"Leave the room and close the door after you," spoke Bill, as they walked out of the room and closed the door.
Later that day at the press conference. The President was answering questions from the various media-people. Behind a green sheet was various members of YoungBlood. Hidden around the room were other members of YoungBlood.
"Shaft, when are we going to have some action?" asked Combat, already bored with this protective stuff. He wanted action and he was about to get some.
"Is the rumors true that you are going to disband YoungBlood?" asked one of the reporters, looking at the President.
"No, those rumors are totally false. I am not going to disband YoungBlood. They are the most important group in America...today," spoke Bill.
Just then out of the balcony, a flash of light that headed straight for the President. When suddenly, FireBird came out of her invisiblity to push the President out of the bullet's path taking it herself.
"FIREBIRD!!! Nooo! Attack YoungBlood! The balcony! Take him out!" screamed Shaft, as he sent three arrows into the man's body as many bullets struck him. The Secret Service Agents went after the attacker with the help of YoungBlood.
Vogue was the first YoungBlood to get up to the attacker to find that he was dead already by three arrows to the chest. She looked down to the others and shook her head no. Vogue looked towards the stage where the President was at the side of FireBird who took a major hit to her chest.
The medics were at her side. Checking for a heartbeat or breathing which they found none. They couldn't control their emotions as a hero died in front of the nation on national TV.
Chapter Three.
"Empress! I must go to her. Where is this so-called White House, Lord Emp?" asked the SpaceFlyer, whose face was hidden by the shadows of the room.
"No, she'll handle this on her own. Look, she's standing or floating," replied Jacob, pointing to the TV screen.
"FireBird. No....please don't die. I love you," whispered Shaft, as he looked into her blank eyes.
"I...am....not....dead....yet," moaned FireBird, as she glowed with her powers.
In the room, the Secret Service Agents were keeping the media as far as they could without being too demanding. For on the stage was the supposed dead YoungBlood floating on a patch of her own powers healing herself then suddenly she fell from where she was floating at to the ground.
"FireBird are you alright?" asked Shaft, looking at her gently as they saw her chest rise and fall with very shallow breaths she took.
"Tired. Please....Shaft....take...me...home," whispered FireBird, as Badrock picked her gently up into his arms and carried her out of the room after giving the thumbs up sign towards the reporters who reported to the world and the nation that FireBird was alive.
"Not yet, FireBird. The medics have to see where the bullet went so they can repair the wound," spoke Shaft, as they headed towards the east wing and the Lincoln room.
"What room is this? Please I must know...which room is this?" asked FireBird, looking at the medic who was examining the wound.
"The Lincoln room. Why do you want to know?" asked Bill, looking towards her as the medic walked out of the room.
"No....please...I can't be in this room. This is the room where my President was laid when he was dying. Please get me out of this room I beg you," spoke FireBird, her eyes filled with sadness. Which was very rare for her to show sadness.
"What do you mean your President, Kyrana?" asked Badrock, looking at her sternly.
"I was a Secret Service Agent before there was such a name tagged on the men who walks with the President. I was a protector of Abe Lincoln before he died. The night of his death....he said goodbye instead of his normal goodnight. I even warned him to stay home that night but he had made a promise to his wife to go see a play that night. He went to the play and he got shot. They returned him here and he died in this very room," spoke FireBird, looking towards the members of YoungBlood and the President himself.
"Alright, we'll take you home now, Kyrana," spoke Shaft, as he looked towards the President who nodded in agreement. Soon, they were in their transport unit hidden by Kyrana's powers. They headed back to YoungBlood's homebase when Shaft felt Kyrana's taloned hand on his shoulder.
"Take me to my home in Alexandria not to HeadQuarters. I don't want to be stared at by the employees there," spoke FireBird, looking at him sternly.
"I want to know where Kyrana lives so I can bring her to her rightful home on Birvannia?" asked the SpaceFlyer, whose face was still hidden by the shadows in the room.
"I can not allow you to know where she lives. She doesn't want anything from Birvannia. She was hurt by the Clan of the Navigators, SpaceFlyer," replied Spartan, looking at him strongly.
"I agree with Spartan, SpaceFlyer. We have other things to discuss in the other room," spoke Zealot, as she pushed the others out of the computer room to leave the SpaceFlyer alone in their computer room to do anything he wanted inside.
"Why did you do that, Zealot?" demanded Jacob Marlowe, looking at her sternly.
"Don't you recognize the resemblance to Kyrana with the SpaceFlyer, Jacob?" asked Zealot, looking at him calm and sure of herself.
"Besides that she is a female and he is a male. No...wait a moment. Now that you have me thinking...yes...they do look-a-like. They could be mistaken for twins, Zealot," spoke Jacob, looking down at the floor then to Zealot.
"Because they are destined to be together for they are lifemates to each other," replied Zealot, as she smiled knowing that whatever the SpaceFlyer did will make him meet his destined wife.
"I have to speak with him," spoke Spartan, as the door opened to find that the SpaceFlyer was gone from the room and on the computer screen was Kyrana's home address in Alexandria.
Chapter Four.
"Kyrana, why don't you stay with us at headquarters?" asked Chapel, looking at her as Badrock laid her down on her couch.
"Does headquarters have a sunroof like this? If they did I would have stayed there but I need to be in the sun to get my firebird powers charged up after using them to teleport all of us to the White House in one piece," spoke Kyrana, looking at him after Badrock moved away.
Chapel didn't reply knowing that their headquarters didn't have a sunroof like she did here at her penthouse. He quickly walked out of the penthouse to stand by the transport unit til the others were ready to leave for headquarters.
"I think we should let Kyrana get some rest," spoke an uneasy Shaft, looking at the others as they started to leave the penthouse.
"Wait. Vogue, I need to speak with you about...well it's very personal. I'll teleport her to the transport when I'm done speaking with her," spoke Kyrana, looking at Shaft then to Vogue who nodded in agreement. Once the others were out of earshot and eyesight range. She motioned to Vogue to sit near her.
"I need to know if you have ever dreamt about a man that you never seen before?" asked Kyrana, looking at the wall and then to her.
"I have dreamt of men but never one that I never met before. Why are you asking me this?" asked Vogue, looking at her very strongly.
"I been dreaming about this man for over three nights straight. I can see who he is but never see his face for it is hidden in shadows," replied Kyrana, looking at her.
"Have you been seeing someone that we should know about, Kyra?" asked Vogue.
"No...no. I have not been dating. This man wouldn't be here on Earth for he is a Birvannian male," spoke Kyra, looking at her as Vogue's eyes went wide with shock.
"Wha? Tell me more about this Birvannian male, Kyra," spoke Vogue.
"In my dreams I would be flying in space and I would see another Birvannian flying towards me. We both stop and stare at each other looking at each other. I could tell he was male. White wings, red hair, muscular...but he could take the form of a SpaceFlyer like I can...my FireBird form," replied Kyra, looking at her from the couch.
"It sounds like you are in love with him...are you?" asked Vogue, looking at her gently.
"I...don't know my heart is now torn between him and Shaft...uh..please don't tell anyone that Shaft and I are seeing each other...Vogue," spoke Kyra, looking at her with pleading eyes.
"Alright. How long have you and Shaft went out together?" asked Vogue.
"We have been seeing each other almost everyday at lunch for almost three months....if we are not fighting no battles with villians. We are serious Vogue. He even asked me if he could move in with me. But I told him that we shouldn't move in together until we get engaged which I don't think will happen for this man is now taking my dreams of Shaft away and he is the one I dream of now. Should I tell Jeff that I been dreaming of another man...a man who is a Birvannian?" asked Kyra, looking at her.
"If that is what you want to do, Kyra...then it is your choice...not mine to make for you. After all you are a grown woman...and I think it wouldn't be wiser to inform him of the dreams you been having about another man....a Birvannian male...he could get jealous at this 'other' man, Kyra," replied Vogue, as she stood up and walked towards the patio door and walked out to the transport unit that was waiting for her to come out.
"I don't think he has no other choice, Vogue. He might become jealous at him for this Birvannian male is my lifemate," whispered Kyra, watching the transport unit fly away.
"So what did you two speak about?" asked Shaft, as Vogue sat down in the co-pilot seat.
"Female problems like how to handle a very interested man," replied Vogue, looking at him gently.
"Is she dating a man we know, Vogue?" asked Bedrock, looking at her.
"No, Bedrock. I don't know who he is. She didn't tell me who she was dating. Though she told me it was very serious enough to be thinking about moving in together," replied Vogue, as they landed in the hangar bay of their headquarters.
Chapter Five.
Back at Kyra's penthouse, the SpaceFlyer hovered over the sunroof looking down upon the sleeping form of his future Empress of Birvannia.
"Umm....no...please...don't I...don't love...you. I love...him, Anastasius. Anastasius...who is he to me?" asked Kyra, knowing that she will only get her answers from her homeworld of Birvannia.
The thought of her homeworld sent shivers down her spine. She sat up on her couch and stretched her arms outward when she saw a shadow in the form of a winged man on the carpet of her penthouse.
She looked up and then sent a beam towards her computers which sent an alarm to YoungBlood headquarters stating that she needs help. She, then, teleported up to her roof and attacked the winged man in her bird of fire. The mystery man also took the form a bird of fire and attacked her.
"Shaft!! We just got an alarm from FireBird's home in Alexandria! She's under attack!" yelled one of the computerists, racing from the computer room where they heard the alarm going off at her home.
Shaft and the others raced back into the transport unit and flew towards Alexandria but they knew where the fight was for they saw the pair of FireBirds whacking each other with their flaming wings doing each other somekind of damage they had no idea what.
"Chapel, stun them both. Diehard get ready to fly out to catch the sleepers," spoke Shaft, looking at Chapel and then to the two firebirds, then he turned to Diehard.
Chapel took out one of his guns and placed two stun bullets into the barrel and aimed at both FireBirds and fired. Both FireBirds were hit by the stun bullets, reverted back to their original forms and fell from the sky only to be caught by Diehard, who flew them both to the transport unit who returned to YoungBlood headquarters.
"Uggh. Wha....where is he?" asked Kyra, looking at Shaft with fire burning in her eyes.
"You...young lady have some explaining to do," spoke Shaft, as he helped her to stand up from where Diehard had placed her when he got into the transport unit.
"I have nothing to say at this moment to you or to the Birvannian K 'ya," replied Kyra, as she walked out of the transport unit and headed for the hallway of their rooms.
"I think you do, Kyra!" said Shaft, looking at her seriously.
"Then in one hour I will speak in the debriefing room. I need a nap," replied Kyra, as she walked away from them.
He followed her to her room where he caught hold of her arm and asked, "Did you tell Vogue about us, Kyra?"
"Yes, she promised to keep it quiet for our sake, Shaft. I have many things to be thinking about at this moment, Shaft...please let go of my arm," spoke Kyra, as Shaft dropped her arm and allowed her to enter her room.
He walked away from their rooms to the computer room where he sent a message to Zealot who could help them figure out why Kyra was acting so strange around the Birvannian.
One hour later, they were waiting for Kyra to enter the debriefing room to explain why she had attacked one of her very own people.
"You must understand that Kyrana has a lot of hatred still burning deep in her soul because what had happened thousands of years ago. Her actions are proper of her age but now that she has been declared Empress.." spoke Zealot, looking towards them.
"Empress! Kyra didn't inform us that she was declared Empress of her homeworld! But still why did she attacked Anastasius at her home...today?" asked Shaft, looking at Kyra as she walked into the room.
"Why do I have to explain my actions to you?! I really don't wish to speak about my problems with my kind, Shaft! Earth is my planet not Birvannia, Birvannian K 'ya!" hissed Kyra, as she stormed out of the room.
"You will have to excuse me," spoke Zealot, as she walked out of the room following the path Kyra took.
Zealot saw her entering the elevator and asked, "May I join you?"
"Sure, but don't expect me to be speaking much about my anger towards my people, Zealot. They have no idea what I went through! I saw the people...I lived with and shared my wealth with killed...butchered. My mother...and father...I had two grandparents who were in their two millionth year killed! And now they want me to return from a world I now call home to a world that I barely remember at all but for a few memories of sadness and heartache!" spoke Kyra, looking at Zealot with fire burning within her eyes.
Zealot looked at her carefully before she spoke, "I disagree. Your recent outburst shows that you still harbor great resentment towards your people. That must cease! One can not become a true warrior while battles within one's soul remain unresolved. Seek out your people. Despite your resentfulness towards your people. They are not your enemy. Do not let them remain so. Find them and make amends."
Kyra watched Zealot as she walked away. She knew she had to confront her past if she was able to live in the future. She walked out of the elevator to the hangar bay where she spoke with the machinists, who were shocked at the request that she asked them to do. They agreed to do it. She headed for the roof where she would mediate on what Zealot said to her in the elevator.
"Kyrana, may I have permission to speak freely?" asked Combat, looking at her winged backside.
"Yes, Combat, you may speak freely here. Whatever you will say won't anger me as long as....you don't speak about my people, Combat," replied Kyra, turning to look at him gently.
"Uh...that what I was going to talk about Kyra. I know how you feel about your people," spoke Combat, looking at her as he sat on the edge of the roof next to her.
"And what does a Katellan warrior knows about my people?" snapped Kyra, turning to him angerly.
"I lived on your world for a while Kyra. I could tell that your people needed someone who could give them the rulership that was lost during the massacre. They spoke about a legend a woman of shiny red hair and white wings who had the power to transform into a giant bird of fire. Until now I never believed their sayings....until I met you, Kyra. If I could say this without you getting angry?" asked Combat, looking towards the setting sun.
"Say it and be done with it!" snapped Kyra. Her fiery birdform appeared around her in her anger.
"I think you should return to your homeworld and at least give them a chance to kind to you...since they declared you Empress. I believe they have gotten over their hatred of you to give you such a title of rulership," spoke Combat, as he walked away from her.
It was past sunset when they saw Kyra come striding towards them from the rooftop. She looked towards the debriefing room and headed towards it. They followed her into the room knowing that she had something to say that was very important to her.
Chapter Six.
"I'm leaving the team. I must return to my homeworld of Birvannia. I don't know if I am going to be returning to Earth or not. But if I do it may be when you are dead and new members of YoungBlood are taking your place. But even I am not sure about that," spoke Kyra, looking at them as Anastasius smiled knowing that he did it. He got Empress Kyrana K 'yana to leave the world she lived on to return to her true world.
"Kyra, we want to come with you....if that is allowed by you?" asked Shaft, looking at her gently.
"Yes, it is, Shaft," replied Kyra, looking at him with love in her eyes.
"But how we will get to Birvannia? We don't have a spaceship to fly in," spoke Vogue, looking at Kyra.
"Follow me. I'll show you...my present that I have made for this one journey into Outer Space for YoungBlood," spoke Kyra, as she walked out of the debriefing room to the hangar bay where they saw something covered up with a sheet.
"Remove the sheet," commanded Kyra, looking at the young man who stood near the sheet.
The young man took hold of the sheet and yanked it off the spaceship. The members of YoungBlood were shocked that Kyra had planned on taking them with her to her homeworld in the spaceship that she had made by their people.
"This is not the ship design I spoke of! Imbeciles! Morons! Dingbats!" screamed Kyra, her eyes showed her fury towards the ship.
"Take it easy, Kyra. I'm sure it will take us to Birvannia," spoke Diehard, looking at her.
"No, it won't. Look at this area here. It's not protected from the solar rays of Gwanstarn's two suns. Those rays are very powerful and very dangerous. I have to rebuild this entire ship to what it was supposed to be looking like," spoke Kyra, as she burst into her FireBird form and wrapped her flaming birdform around the spaceship.
She reverted back to normal as they saw the ship she had really wanted. The ship was golden and the shape was far different than they saw it earlier. The ship looked like a golden firebird, the form that she takes on each mission.
"Where are the thrusters to take us into space, Kyra?" asked Chapel, looking at her gently as she floated down from the ship.
"It doesn't need thrusters, Chapel. It is made to use the fiery form that I and Anastasius can take. One of us will be in the engine room manifesting our space form which will appear around the ship to get us to my homeworld faster. We can go supersonic or ultra-supersonic...which I can go without even trying," spoke Kyra, looking towards the Birvannian male then to Chapel.
"Amazing. When can we go, Kyrana?" asked Badrock, as he looked away from the ship to her.
"Right now...unless you all want to leave tonight in the light of the full moon?" asked FireBird, looking towards the others.
"Yes, let's leave this minute, Kyra," replied Vogue, looking towards her.
"We have to get supplies into the ship before we can leave," spoke Kyrana, as she walked away from the ship to the storage area where they keep their portable food and other supplies at.
Soon, as they were entering the ship, Kyrana looked towards YoungBlood's base one last time, then she walked into the ship where she went to the bridge where she manifested her firebird form around the ship. The ship flew out of the hangar bay and flew towards outer space. They saw the moon as they flew past it. Kyra turned to Combat and nodded to him. She stood up from her chair and allow him to take her seat as she headed to the engine room.
Anastasius turned towards her and bowed his head to her as she walked by him but she didn't even look at him. There was hatred burning between them already.
"Prepare yourselves for ultra-supersonic speed, YoungBlood. We will start in ten seconds...nine..eight..seven...six...five...four..three...two...," spoke Kyrana, using her telepathic powers to speak to the others.
Suddenly, the view that was outside the viewing screen went into a dazzling display of streaking lights as the members of YoungBlood watched from their seats. It was the most dazzling shots they had ever seen. This is what Kyra spoke about alot was the stars streaking past her when she flew in space along time ago before she came to live on their planet.
The only other one who had seen this was Combat. He knew Kyra would probably remain with her people once she steps on her planet's ground again. He turned to look at the others to see how they were handling the pressure of the journey through space.
He turned back to the controls as the others were either sleeping in the chairs or watching the stars zip by. His mind was on Kyra and how she would handle seeing the people who had so much hatred towards her start to love her again.
In the engine room, where Kyra was flexing her 'firebird' form out around the ship. She started to see spots in front of her eyes. She knew she had to rest so she started to turn her powers off and stop the ship from going anywhere.
Combat looked at the sensors that was inside the engine room and quickly realized that she was powering down. He spoke, "Something's wrong with FireBird! She's powering down her firebird form."
Chapter Seven.
Shaft quickly raced from the bridge to the engine room with Anastasius running behind him. Shaft saw her fiery hands turning normal as she stepped off the platform where she was using her powers to fuel the ship. Then, her eyes closed and opened. As her head moved like she was about to pass out.
"Kyra!" yelled Shaft, as he caught her before she hit the floor of the engine room. Anastasius went to grab her before she struck the floor but Shaft moved faster and quicker to get to her.
He looked at this red haired man closer as Shaft carried the unconscious Kyra to the sleeping chambers away from the bridge but it was located next to the bridge. Diehard watched the young winged man watching Shaft and Kyra. Diehard knew that there might be a fight for Kyra's love between Shaft and Anastasius. But was Shaft really in love with a fellow team mate? Was that allowed by their contracts with the U.S Goverment? He would have to ask if that is allowed when they returned to Earth.
"Shaft what happened to her?" asked Diehard, looking towards Kyra, who was sleeping soundly in the bed.
"I think she had a power outage or something. But I really don't know...Diehard. Maybe you know, Anastasius?" asked Shaft, looking at him.
"I think she needs to enter The Sleep to recover her powers but I would believe she would need something else instead of the three month sleep," spoke Anastasius, turning his head towards the young man whose heart was with his future Empress.
"You would mean a healer, Anastasius?" asked Kyra, turning her head to look at him out of the corner of her eye.
"Yes, my Empress," replied Anastasius.
"Then, enter the engine room and use your power to get us to Gwanstarn. The Healer will heal me of my power drain. What's wrong?" asked Kyra, looking towards the door to see the others standing there.
"I detected a strange form heading our way," spoke Chapel, looking at her.
"Show me," replied Kyrana, as she climbed out of bed and headed towards the Bridge. The others followed her to the Bridge.
"There," spoke Chapel, pointing the form out in the far distance of space.
Kyra looked at it and then spoke, "Anastasius...hurry to the engine room now! Take your birdform now and take us to the moon Sharantra!"
"Yes, my Empress," replied Anastasius, as he raced from the Bridge. That was scaring some of the members of the team. They had no idea what was going on. Were they in danger? If they were Kyra wasn't saying.
"Kyra...is there...danger to....us by this...thing?" asked a very scared Badrock, looking towards her.
The stars started to move again as they moved away from the danger. Kyra looked at the young scared member of YoungBlood. She placed her hand on his stony cheek and spoke, "No, we're in no danger, Badrock. Not at all."
"Wha? Kyra...you mean that this thing that I saw is not dangerous to us?" asked Chapel, looking at her in pure shock.
"If you mean Halley's Comet or as I called it Fireball....no, Chapel. You are seeing Halley's Comet right now sixty-six years before it even returns to Earth's galaxy," replied Kyra. She walked towards the screen to have a closer look at the Comet when she went down to her knees.
"Kyra are you alright?" asked Shaft, helping her to stand up. She leaned her body against him as she stood.
"No...Shaft...no...strength left...to stand...with," whispered Kyra, looking up to him even though she and Shaft were about the same size in height.
"We need to get you to the healer of Gwanstarn, Kyrana...right away. Diehard, go to the engine room and inform Anastasius that we need to get to Gwanstarn now or his Empress will be dead before we can get there at this speed," spoke Combat, looking at Diehard after looking into the eyes of Kyra.
Diehard nodded and raced out of the Bridge to the engine room to inform the other Space Flyer of what they need of him. He returned to the Bridge still wondering why did Combat tell him to inform the Space Flyer that Kyra was dying unless she really was. He saw Shaft kneeling next to Kyra, who, was on the floor of the Bridge but his internal sensors were telling him that her heartbeat was too low for even he could detect.
"Combat...what do you see in Kyra that we don't?" asked Shaft, looking at the Katellan warrior seriously.
"She spoke of her strength being gone. She also has low power in her FireBird form....which any enemy of the Birvannian race would love to kill her at this point when she was the weakest. The Daemonites would love to kill her at this moment. She had killed hundreds of Daemonites before she had disappeared, Shaft. In all ways...Kyra is dying if she isn't healed by the Healer of Gwanstarn now," spoke Combat, turning to look at the young leader.
"Combat...how far do you think we are from Gwanstarn?" asked Shaft.
"It is not that far from our current postion, Shaft. We can get there in less then five Earth minutes," replied Combat, turning to look at the computer screen.
They saw the blue planet of Gwanstarn appear from the planet two moons. The planet had two rings around the planet. Anastasius flew the ship into the planet's atmosphere and towards a desert-like landing area where they landed among other space ships from other parts of the galaxy. Anastasius reverted back to his true form before he went out of the ship telling the others to wait for him for he will return with the Healer shortly.
With that he flew off into the blue sky and disappeared from sight. Vogue looked out the window to see a world similar to Earth. She turned to Diehard, who was reading the computer screen and asked, "Is there air that we can breathe...out there, Diehard?"
"Yes, Vogue. What are you planning on doing?" asked Diehard, watching her picking up her weapons and placing them on.
"Going out," replied Vogue, as she opened the hatch and walked out of the ship into the desert. Diehard went to the sleeping chambers where Kyra was talking with the others.
"You see there are many dangers out there like the merticat that attacked me thousands of years ago. The merticat is the most by far the most dangerous creature on this planet. They hunt during the day...early morning hours and at night or when they smell blood," spoke Kyra, looking at them from her bed.
"What do they look like, Kyra?" asked Badrock.
"Well, Badrock. They look like a wolf, lion and a tiger mixed together. The merticats are as tall as my waist. You won't even see them in the desert but that is just their underbelly. They can hide themselves very well in the desert. Part of their coat is greyish brown to bend in with the desert and the rocks that they clinge onto with their five inch claws during the hot periods of the day. But they also live in the forest where the tiger stripes that is on their backs come in handy. But around their necks is the furry mane of a lion. You might even see one in the forest and you think you are seeing a tiger or a lion but you are not....seeing a lion or a tiger but a merticat and they are very dangerous and they are killers," spoke Kyra, as she saw Anastasius standing in the doorway with the healer.
"Empress....I brought the healer as you asked me to," spoke Anastasius, looking at her gently.
The healer was hidden in a blue cloak which she removed her hood to reveal that she was a Fairy. Her long golden blond hair barely hid her Fairy pointy ears which had a film of skin the length of her ear. On her back was a light filmy pink wings. She walked over to Kyra and quickly placed her hands on her forehead and her clawed hands. Shortly after the healer placed her hands on Kyra. The Fairy removed her hands and walked away from them after nodding to Kyra.
Kyra climbed out of the bed and headed towards the food supplies. She opened the door to the food to find that there was no food inside it at all. She turned towards Badrock, who lowered his head in shame.
"I'm sorry...Kyra but I got hungry," spoke the young Badrock, looking up to her and then lowered his head once again.
"I understand, Badrock. You are still growing. It was mainly my fault for not bringing enough food on board...umm..this is strange. Where is Vogue? Did she go outside?" asked Kyra, turning to the others quickly. They shrugged their shoulders all but Diehard, who nodded.
"Diehard, did she go outside and did you see which direction she took?" demanded Shaft, looking at him.
"Vogue headed to the north..." replied Diehard.
"NO! That is where the merticats live. She wouldn't be expecting any danger from the desert or from the forest that is near to the desert! Stay here all of you! I'm going alone...I fought the merticats before and I know their weaknesses," spoke Kyra, as she flew out of the ship towards the north.
"Kyra! Wait...we're a team. Damn...she can't hear us. Let's follow her. Kyra may need some help too," spoke Shaft, as they raced out of the ship following the winged Birvannian.
"Whew. I wouldn't think that this area could be so hot," spoke Vogue, as she leaned against the boulder to wipe her forehead with her hand never knowing that she was being watched.
Grrrrhowwwwwlllgrrrrrrrrr.
"What was that!?" exclaimed Vogue, as she pulled out her weapons. She looked around the boulder never knowing the danger that lurked above her head.
Grrrrhoowwwwlllgrrrrrr.
Vogue looked up just as the merticat leaped from the boulder at her. She screamed for she had no idea what this creature was. The merticat's claws cut into her skin as she used her weapons to injure the creature. She flipped the merticat away from her as she raced towards the rocks for protection never knowing that another pair of eyes was watching her. The other hidden merticat leaped at her as she leaped into the air towards the boulder.
Suddenly, the other merticat that was on the ground leaped towards the area where she was at. The merticat roared out in pain as Vogue looked towards the merticat to see a pair of white wings behind the merticat.
"Kyra? What are you doing here?" asked Vogue, as she looked towards the Birvannian woman as she struggled with the merticat. Vogue never seen the other merticat sneaking up behind her.
"Look out behind you, Vogue!" yelled Kyra, as she attacked the merticat with her talons. As she fought with the merticat she saw Vogue leap out of the way of the pouncing merticat.
Kyra grabbed hold of the merticat's neck with her SpaceFlyer's claw and started to shake him violently. Suddenly, the merticat was flung towards the boulder where it struck and landed on the ground dead. The other merticat was quickly finished off by a fury of Kyra's talons and her fiery hatred for the wolf-like cats. Kyra turned towards Vogue as she hopped down from the boulder.
"You should have never left the ship..Vogue. You could have gotten yourself killed by the merticats," spoke Kyra, as she walked up to her.
"You mean these wolf-like creatures are the merticats that you spoke of, Kyra?" asked Vogue, looking at her looking at the two dead bodies of the merticats.
"Yes. Help me with the skins," spoke Kyra, as she used her talons to remove the skin of the two merticats.
"Why are you skinning the merticats, Kyra?" asked Vogue, looking at her as she pulled the skin completely off the dead wolf-like cat.
"I am going to give the skins of the merticats to the Sarteks, who are the merticat's mortal enemies. I better let the others know where we are exactly," replied Kyra.
Diehard landed only a few minutes after Kyra showed her fiery bird form into the air letting them know that she found her and both where alright.
"The others will be here shortly. Kyra....are you alright? You are bloodied," spoke Diehard, looking at her twice after seeing the blood on Kyra's face and body.
"I'm fine, Diehard. It is Vogue who is injured," spoke Kyra, turning to look at Vogue's arm which she started to hold for it was starting to go numb.
"I'll go get the Mystics' healer," replied Anastasius, turning towards the main city of Garnstarn.
"No! I will heal her," replied Kyrana, as she placed her hand on Vogue's arm and healed the entire arm.
"Kyra...if you can heal Vogue's arm then why did you need to have a healer heal you?" asked Shaft, looking at her.
"There are some things my body cannot do, Shaft," spoke Kyra, as she picked up the skins of the two merticats and started to walk away from them towards the forest.
"Wait for me, Kyra! You ain't going to leave me alone in this desert!" yelled Vogue, as she raced after her.
The others followed her into the forest where she warned them to be aware of their surroundings for the merticats could leap out at them. They heard sounds that they really never heard before in a forest like the one they were walking in.
"Yub-yutta-yutta-woe-toe-woe-toe-Kyra-yub?" asked a voice. The voice was coming from the woods.
"Yub-yub. Tey-oh-yutta-Nevta?" replied Kyra, looking towards the tree that seemed to talk.
"Nevta-nayta-nayta," replied the voice as the body whose voice came from appeared from the treetop. In it's furry hand was a spear.
It was a small teddy bear-like humanoid. He quickly went to Kyra and hugged her tightly on her leg and then waved his spear towards the woods. He led them through the woods to a cage that was lowered from the top of the trees.
"Naydo-naydo. Kyra-fly-up?" asked Kyra, looking at him as she unfolded her white wings to the shock of the teddy bear.
"Yub-fly," spoke the teddy-bear. He leaped into her arms and then climbed onto her back between her wings. He was small on her back. It was no problem for her wings to flap.
"Kyra. What are these teddy-bears?" asked Shaft, looking at her as he took hold of her hand as they were going to all fly up to the tree-top with Kyra and the teddy-bear.
"They are Sarteks...mortal enemies of the merticats. They are wearing the merticats skins. That is why I am bringing them the skins of the two merticats that I killed today. They live in the treetops. They only come down to hunt and to keep an eye on where the merticats are at the moment so they can hunt without worry," spoke Kyra, looking at him as they flew up to the top of the treehome of the Sarteks.
Anastasius landed as Kyra allowed those who rode with her to hop down before she landed with the teddy-bear still on her back. The Sartek climbed down from her back by slidding down her back and then, jumping off before landing on the ground of the treetop home.
Badrock was the only one still on the ground of the forest. He was just too heavy to be on the treetop home. Kyra looked over the ledge and figured it would be an easy lift with her fiery wings of her space form to get the young YoungBlood to see the treetop home of the Sarteks.
She used her powers to lift the other member of the team up to the top and then turned to Anastasius who used his power to hold Badrock up in the air. As Badrock was coming up towards the treetop home. The Sarteks watched in wonder as they saw the stone giant approaching their treetop home by the fiery wings of the two spaceflyers.
"Yub-tyo-yub-bogets?" asked Kyra, looking at the Sartek who she carried up the tree on her back.
"Yub-yub," replied the Sartek.
"Kyra what did you ask the Sartek?" asked Shaft, looking at her.
"I asked him if this platform as welll as the rest would hold a person of stone. He said yes it would. So we are bringing Badrock up right now," spoke Kyra, turning towards Badrock when something sneaked out of the forest at that moment a horn blew loudly as the other Sarteks came racing to the ledge with spears in their hands and looked down to the ground.
"Meritcat...I must help the Sarteks," spoke Kyra, turning towards Shaft and the others.
"Diehard, lift Badrock up here. Go on Kyra," replied Shaft, as Diehard went below Badrock and used his strength to lift Badrock up as Kyra leaped over the edge down towards the merticat.
She entered the forest and started to make a wounded animal sound. She led the merticat far away from the treetop home of the Sarteks. Kyra flew back and once she landed the leader of the Sarteks looked carefully at her and asked something of his wise man who responded back to him. He pointed to the now darkening sky then to Kyra.
"Nebyeb...Navta's ofsned. Nebyeb yab yarker. Yehihopi tyeone dutesi yub yub," spoke the wiseman, looking at Kyra.
"He says that Nebyeb is Navta's offspring and he is the new ruler of the Sarteks. He also says that a desert storm is heading our way and if we want to get off planet. We should leave now or we will never get off planet for the next three days," replied Kyra, looking at the ruler of the Sarteks as she spoke with the team.
"Alright, Kyra. Team get ready to leave," spoke Shaft, as they got closer to each other for the trip down to the forest floor.
Kyra, then, spoke in their tongue and then pulled from underneath her wings that she made sure it would stay hidden from their eyes -- the skins of the two merticats that she killed earlier that day. She handed them to their leader with a bowed head.
Nebyeb took hold of the skins and then handed it to his wiseman. The Sartek moved quick as he wrapped his little furry arms around the leg of Kyra. Kyra touched his head with the back of her clawed hand and then she nodded to Anastasius, who took hold of Badrock and then flew down to the ground as the rest were lowered down to the ground by Kyra's birdform.
They flew towards their ship by the way of Kyra's and Anastasius's fiery birdforms. Anastasius entered the engine room and quickly lifted the ship off planet before the desert storm struck, they now started to fly towards Birvannia.
Chapter Eight.
As they reached the space that was around Birvannia. They were shocked to see the world that Kyra came from looked exactly like Earth. The landing pad that the ship was landing on was prepared for a royal to come and walk on it. The ramp was lowered and Anastasius stepped from the ship.
"I have returned with our Empress! Kyra!" he called out to the people of Birvannia. They all cheered and started to chant Kyra's name. "She will be crowned in one day! Prepare to meet our Empress Kyra!"
He knelt as he turned towards the open door where everyone saw Kyra standing before her people for the first time in over a thousand years.
YoungBlood.
Return To Birvannia.
By Beth Brownell
Chapter One.
Space...Kyrana's second home. She felt safe up in the cold region of space flying in her SpaceFlyer form. Kyrana knew that she was past any satellites that could hit her and self-destruct anywhere near her. She wanted nothing more than to fly through space with nothing to worry about on any planet. But she had a mission to do...seek out the so-called SpaceFlyer from Birvannia. Her fiery bird form grew brighter as she used her mental powers to seek through the stars to locate the SpaceFlyer flying towards Earth. The Birvannian sensed her mental powers trying to locate where the SpaceFlyer was at that moment. The Birvannian allowed the Birvannian to locate where he was at.
Kyrana was shocked when she realized that she was sensing a real Birvannian flying towards Earth and not a Daemonite trick. She knew she had to return to Earth and inform Spartan of the Birvannian's arrival to Earth for she had sensed him flying past the planet called Pluto. Kyrana flew towards Earth still in her flaming form. As she got closer to the homebase of the YoungBlood...she reverted back to her normal form to not spook the others into thinking that something is wrong in space. Kyrana landed on the roof and headed down the stairs to the computer room where she typed a Birvannian coded message to Spartan who responded by sending her a coded message asking if they were allowed to let him know where she was at.
"No, Spartan! You or the other WildC.A.T.S will tell him nothing of where I am! I want nothing to do with this SpaceFlyer...do you hear me!?" typed a very angry Kyrana.
"We understand, Kyrana. We won't tell him where you are located at," replied Spartan, typing back his response to her.
"Thank you, Hadrian. I must go. I have to inform Shaft that I am changing my code name today," spoke Kyrana.
"What is the code name are you changing to, Siren?" asked Spartan.
"I'm changing it from Siren to FireBird. I been using my firebird form more and more of the last few battles YoungBlood went through, Spartan," spoke Kyrana, as she turned off the computer hook-up. Kyrana walked out of the room towards Shaft's room where she knocked on the door. He answered the door to be shocked to even see her standing there.
"I thought you would be on your journey already, Kyrana. What's wrong?" asked Shaft, after seeing her troubled look on her face.
"I am very troubled. I have just found another SpaceFlyer, Shaft," spoke Kyrana, looking at him after he allowed her into his room.
"What? Another SpaceFlyer. Are you sure it was a SpaceFlyer, Siren?" asked Shaft, after having her sit down in a chair near his desk.
"Yes. I want to talk to you about changing my code-name, Shaft. I want to switch my code-name of Siren over to FireBird," spoke Kyrana, looking at him.
"I was about to tell you that I was switching your code-name of Siren over to FireBird, Kyrana...when you got back from your journey. But I'm glad that you decided to switch your code-name on your own," replied Shaft, he was very pleased with the fact that Kyrana wanted to change her code-name.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
"Attention all YoungBlood agents! Come to the control room!" yelled Vogue over the intercom system.
They raced out of his room for the control room where the others had just got into the room. At first they were wondering when they were going to be spoken to about being late. But nothing came out of their leader's mouth about that.
"What is the problem, Vogue?" asked Shaft, looking at her.
"The President is on the computer screen. I...think you should hear it from his own lips, Shaft...since you used to be a Secret Service Agent," spoke Vogue, looking at him.
"Go ahead Mr. President," spoke Shaft.
"Thank you Shaft. I been receiving terroristic letters to do my whole family harm if I don't disband YoungBlood in three days from now. I need your help..I'm going to be doing a news conference today at three. The person who wrote the letters said that he'll be at all my news conferences and at any one of them....he could kill me if I say nothing about disbanding YoungBlood," spoke Bill Clinton. His face was distressed about this situation.
"Don't worry any longer, Mr. President. I think we got an Ace up our sleeve in FireBird," spoke Shaft, looking towards FireBird.
"We will be there in five minutes," spoke Vogue, looking at the screen.
"Even less," replied FireBird, as she burst into her fiery birdform and wrapped it around them.
Chapter Two.
The Oval Office, the office of the most important man in the country. The President turned off his computer link with YoungBlood's HeadQuarters knowing that they should be showing up within a few minutes. When suddenly, a fiery birdform appeared in the room. The Secret Service Agents raced into the room guns drawn ready to protect the President with their very lives if needed.
"Put your guns away! That's an order! It's FireBird and the other YoungBlood members," spoke the President, looking towards the agents as they hesitated in putting their guns away.
Just then, the fiery birdform disappeared as the members of YoungBlood stood there near FireBird, one of their own members who can teleport anyone to anywhere in the world. FireBird walked over to the couch and sat down on it. Her face was flush with sweat.
"Here FireBird...drink," spoke Mr. Clinton, holding in his hand a glass of water. She looked up and smiled to him as she took the glass from him and dranked the water down and just as she finished the glass of water more water mysteriously appeared in the glass.
"Thank you," replied FireBird, looking at him gently.
"We came here as fast as we could, Mr. President," spoke Shaft, looking at him.
"Here is all the letters I have been getting of the last three weeks. I didn't want to inform you and the others for fear that my family would get hurt by this creep but the last letter made me inform you and the others. I want him found and stopped as soon as possible," spoke Bill Clinton, looking at them as he handed them the letters.
"There is no name to this person or persons. I have no idea how to stop this mad man, sir," replied Shaft, after reading the letters telling the President to disband YoungBlood or have his family be assassinated by bullets to the heart.
"Let me feel the letters, Shaft. You don't know the feelings that I can sense even from here," spoke FireBird, holding her hand out.
Shaft picked up the letters from the table and placed them in her hand. The fury of the person who wrote the letters came to FireBird in a rush of anger.
"The...anger....so...powerful. Must...get rid...of it!!" screamed FireBird, as she stretched out her wings and her talons were flexed fully.
"Badrock, grab her before she harms anyone of us!" yelled Shaft.
Badrock grabbed her by her arms and pinned them against her body as the anger left her body and mind leaving her tired.
"What did you sense, FireBird?" asked Bill, looking at her gently.
"Whoever he is....hates YoungBlood for some unknown reasons. He hates us with a fury I never felt before. I couldn't control the feelings that came from the letters. They burned inside of me until I freaked," spoke FireBird, looking at them all.
"So how are we going to protect the President from this madman?" asked Vogue, turning to Shaft.
"It's not going to be...we, Vogue," spoke FireBird.
"What do you mean by that, FireBird?" demanded Shaft, looking at her sternly.
"It's going to be me and only me. Who would you rather have protecting you Mr. President. Someone who is near immortal or one who can die by a bullet to the brain?" asked FireBird, looking at him.
"Someone who is near immortal! What do you mean by that FireBird?" asked Bill.
"I am near immortal. I am over ten thousand years old. You are the first United State President who knows that I am near immortal. It is a secret you must live with for the rest of your life," spoke FireBird, looking towards him.
"I want the whole team not just you FireBird," replied Bill, shocked that he was standing in front of an immortal woman.
"Alright but I have a plan that must be done in secret. I want them out of this room...now or I will make sure that they will never hear or see for the next five hours," spoke FireBird, pointing to the Secret Service Agents who was standing next to the door.
"Leave the room and close the door after you," spoke Bill, as they walked out of the room and closed the door.
Later that day at the press conference. The President was answering questions from the various media-people. Behind a green sheet was various members of YoungBlood. Hidden around the room were other members of YoungBlood.
"Shaft, when are we going to have some action?" asked Combat, already bored with this protective stuff. He wanted action and he was about to get some.
"Is the rumors true that you are going to disband YoungBlood?" asked one of the reporters, looking at the President.
"No, those rumors are totally false. I am not going to disband YoungBlood. They are the most important group in America...today," spoke Bill.
Just then out of the balcony, a flash of light that headed straight for the President. When suddenly, FireBird came out of her invisiblity to push the President out of the bullet's path taking it herself.
"FIREBIRD!!! Nooo! Attack YoungBlood! The balcony! Take him out!" screamed Shaft, as he sent three arrows into the man's body as many bullets struck him. The Secret Service Agents went after the attacker with the help of YoungBlood.
Vogue was the first YoungBlood to get up to the attacker to find that he was dead already by three arrows to the chest. She looked down to the others and shook her head no. Vogue looked towards the stage where the President was at the side of FireBird who took a major hit to her chest.
The medics were at her side. Checking for a heartbeat or breathing which they found none. They couldn't control their emotions as a hero died in front of the nation on national TV.
Chapter Three.
"Empress! I must go to her. Where is this so-called White House, Lord Emp?" asked the SpaceFlyer, whose face was hidden by the shadows of the room.
"No, she'll handle this on her own. Look, she's standing or floating," replied Jacob, pointing to the TV screen.
"FireBird. No....please don't die. I love you," whispered Shaft, as he looked into her blank eyes.
"I...am....not....dead....yet," moaned FireBird, as she glowed with her powers.
In the room, the Secret Service Agents were keeping the media as far as they could without being too demanding. For on the stage was the supposed dead YoungBlood floating on a patch of her own powers healing herself then suddenly she fell from where she was floating at to the ground.
"FireBird are you alright?" asked Shaft, looking at her gently as they saw her chest rise and fall with very shallow breaths she took.
"Tired. Please....Shaft....take...me...home," whispered FireBird, as Badrock picked her gently up into his arms and carried her out of the room after giving the thumbs up sign towards the reporters who reported to the world and the nation that FireBird was alive.
"Not yet, FireBird. The medics have to see where the bullet went so they can repair the wound," spoke Shaft, as they headed towards the east wing and the Lincoln room.
"What room is this? Please I must know...which room is this?" asked FireBird, looking at the medic who was examining the wound.
"The Lincoln room. Why do you want to know?" asked Bill, looking towards her as the medic walked out of the room.
"No....please...I can't be in this room. This is the room where my President was laid when he was dying. Please get me out of this room I beg you," spoke FireBird, her eyes filled with sadness. Which was very rare for her to show sadness.
"What do you mean your President, Kyrana?" asked Badrock, looking at her sternly.
"I was a Secret Service Agent before there was such a name tagged on the men who walks with the President. I was a protector of Abe Lincoln before he died. The night of his death....he said goodbye instead of his normal goodnight. I even warned him to stay home that night but he had made a promise to his wife to go see a play that night. He went to the play and he got shot. They returned him here and he died in this very room," spoke FireBird, looking towards the members of YoungBlood and the President himself.
"Alright, we'll take you home now, Kyrana," spoke Shaft, as he looked towards the President who nodded in agreement. Soon, they were in their transport unit hidden by Kyrana's powers. They headed back to YoungBlood's homebase when Shaft felt Kyrana's taloned hand on his shoulder.
"Take me to my home in Alexandria not to HeadQuarters. I don't want to be stared at by the employees there," spoke FireBird, looking at him sternly.
"I want to know where Kyrana lives so I can bring her to her rightful home on Birvannia?" asked the SpaceFlyer, whose face was still hidden by the shadows in the room.
"I can not allow you to know where she lives. She doesn't want anything from Birvannia. She was hurt by the Clan of the Navigators, SpaceFlyer," replied Spartan, looking at him strongly.
"I agree with Spartan, SpaceFlyer. We have other things to discuss in the other room," spoke Zealot, as she pushed the others out of the computer room to leave the SpaceFlyer alone in their computer room to do anything he wanted inside.
"Why did you do that, Zealot?" demanded Jacob Marlowe, looking at her sternly.
"Don't you recognize the resemblance to Kyrana with the SpaceFlyer, Jacob?" asked Zealot, looking at him calm and sure of herself.
"Besides that she is a female and he is a male. No...wait a moment. Now that you have me thinking...yes...they do look-a-like. They could be mistaken for twins, Zealot," spoke Jacob, looking down at the floor then to Zealot.
"Because they are destined to be together for they are lifemates to each other," replied Zealot, as she smiled knowing that whatever the SpaceFlyer did will make him meet his destined wife.
"I have to speak with him," spoke Spartan, as the door opened to find that the SpaceFlyer was gone from the room and on the computer screen was Kyrana's home address in Alexandria.
Chapter Four.
"Kyrana, why don't you stay with us at headquarters?" asked Chapel, looking at her as Badrock laid her down on her couch.
"Does headquarters have a sunroof like this? If they did I would have stayed there but I need to be in the sun to get my firebird powers charged up after using them to teleport all of us to the White House in one piece," spoke Kyrana, looking at him after Badrock moved away.
Chapel didn't reply knowing that their headquarters didn't have a sunroof like she did here at her penthouse. He quickly walked out of the penthouse to stand by the transport unit til the others were ready to leave for headquarters.
"I think we should let Kyrana get some rest," spoke an uneasy Shaft, looking at the others as they started to leave the penthouse.
"Wait. Vogue, I need to speak with you about...well it's very personal. I'll teleport her to the transport when I'm done speaking with her," spoke Kyrana, looking at Shaft then to Vogue who nodded in agreement. Once the others were out of earshot and eyesight range. She motioned to Vogue to sit near her.
"I need to know if you have ever dreamt about a man that you never seen before?" asked Kyrana, looking at the wall and then to her.
"I have dreamt of men but never one that I never met before. Why are you asking me this?" asked Vogue, looking at her very strongly.
"I been dreaming about this man for over three nights straight. I can see who he is but never see his face for it is hidden in shadows," replied Kyrana, looking at her.
"Have you been seeing someone that we should know about, Kyra?" asked Vogue.
"No...no. I have not been dating. This man wouldn't be here on Earth for he is a Birvannian male," spoke Kyra, looking at her as Vogue's eyes went wide with shock.
"Wha? Tell me more about this Birvannian male, Kyra," spoke Vogue.
"In my dreams I would be flying in space and I would see another Birvannian flying towards me. We both stop and stare at each other looking at each other. I could tell he was male. White wings, red hair, muscular...but he could take the form of a SpaceFlyer like I can...my FireBird form," replied Kyra, looking at her from the couch.
"It sounds like you are in love with him...are you?" asked Vogue, looking at her gently.
"I...don't know my heart is now torn between him and Shaft...uh..please don't tell anyone that Shaft and I are seeing each other...Vogue," spoke Kyra, looking at her with pleading eyes.
"Alright. How long have you and Shaft went out together?" asked Vogue.
"We have been seeing each other almost everyday at lunch for almost three months....if we are not fighting no battles with villians. We are serious Vogue. He even asked me if he could move in with me. But I told him that we shouldn't move in together until we get engaged which I don't think will happen for this man is now taking my dreams of Shaft away and he is the one I dream of now. Should I tell Jeff that I been dreaming of another man...a man who is a Birvannian?" asked Kyra, looking at her.
"If that is what you want to do, Kyra...then it is your choice...not mine to make for you. After all you are a grown woman...and I think it wouldn't be wiser to inform him of the dreams you been having about another man....a Birvannian male...he could get jealous at this 'other' man, Kyra," replied Vogue, as she stood up and walked towards the patio door and walked out to the transport unit that was waiting for her to come out.
"I don't think he has no other choice, Vogue. He might become jealous at him for this Birvannian male is my lifemate," whispered Kyra, watching the transport unit fly away.
"So what did you two speak about?" asked Shaft, as Vogue sat down in the co-pilot seat.
"Female problems like how to handle a very interested man," replied Vogue, looking at him gently.
"Is she dating a man we know, Vogue?" asked Bedrock, looking at her.
"No, Bedrock. I don't know who he is. She didn't tell me who she was dating. Though she told me it was very serious enough to be thinking about moving in together," replied Vogue, as they landed in the hangar bay of their headquarters.
Chapter Five.
Back at Kyra's penthouse, the SpaceFlyer hovered over the sunroof looking down upon the sleeping form of his future Empress of Birvannia.
"Umm....no...please...don't I...don't love...you. I love...him, Anastasius. Anastasius...who is he to me?" asked Kyra, knowing that she will only get her answers from her homeworld of Birvannia.
The thought of her homeworld sent shivers down her spine. She sat up on her couch and stretched her arms outward when she saw a shadow in the form of a winged man on the carpet of her penthouse.
She looked up and then sent a beam towards her computers which sent an alarm to YoungBlood headquarters stating that she needs help. She, then, teleported up to her roof and attacked the winged man in her bird of fire. The mystery man also took the form a bird of fire and attacked her.
"Shaft!! We just got an alarm from FireBird's home in Alexandria! She's under attack!" yelled one of the computerists, racing from the computer room where they heard the alarm going off at her home.
Shaft and the others raced back into the transport unit and flew towards Alexandria but they knew where the fight was for they saw the pair of FireBirds whacking each other with their flaming wings doing each other somekind of damage they had no idea what.
"Chapel, stun them both. Diehard get ready to fly out to catch the sleepers," spoke Shaft, looking at Chapel and then to the two firebirds, then he turned to Diehard.
Chapel took out one of his guns and placed two stun bullets into the barrel and aimed at both FireBirds and fired. Both FireBirds were hit by the stun bullets, reverted back to their original forms and fell from the sky only to be caught by Diehard, who flew them both to the transport unit who returned to YoungBlood headquarters.
"Uggh. Wha....where is he?" asked Kyra, looking at Shaft with fire burning in her eyes.
"You...young lady have some explaining to do," spoke Shaft, as he helped her to stand up from where Diehard had placed her when he got into the transport unit.
"I have nothing to say at this moment to you or to the Birvannian K 'ya," replied Kyra, as she walked out of the transport unit and headed for the hallway of their rooms.
"I think you do, Kyra!" said Shaft, looking at her seriously.
"Then in one hour I will speak in the debriefing room. I need a nap," replied Kyra, as she walked away from them.
He followed her to her room where he caught hold of her arm and asked, "Did you tell Vogue about us, Kyra?"
"Yes, she promised to keep it quiet for our sake, Shaft. I have many things to be thinking about at this moment, Shaft...please let go of my arm," spoke Kyra, as Shaft dropped her arm and allowed her to enter her room.
He walked away from their rooms to the computer room where he sent a message to Zealot who could help them figure out why Kyra was acting so strange around the Birvannian.
One hour later, they were waiting for Kyra to enter the debriefing room to explain why she had attacked one of her very own people.
"You must understand that Kyrana has a lot of hatred still burning deep in her soul because what had happened thousands of years ago. Her actions are proper of her age but now that she has been declared Empress.." spoke Zealot, looking towards them.
"Empress! Kyra didn't inform us that she was declared Empress of her homeworld! But still why did she attacked Anastasius at her home...today?" asked Shaft, looking at Kyra as she walked into the room.
"Why do I have to explain my actions to you?! I really don't wish to speak about my problems with my kind, Shaft! Earth is my planet not Birvannia, Birvannian K 'ya!" hissed Kyra, as she stormed out of the room.
"You will have to excuse me," spoke Zealot, as she walked out of the room following the path Kyra took.
Zealot saw her entering the elevator and asked, "May I join you?"
"Sure, but don't expect me to be speaking much about my anger towards my people, Zealot. They have no idea what I went through! I saw the people...I lived with and shared my wealth with killed...butchered. My mother...and father...I had two grandparents who were in their two millionth year killed! And now they want me to return from a world I now call home to a world that I barely remember at all but for a few memories of sadness and heartache!" spoke Kyra, looking at Zealot with fire burning within her eyes.
Zealot looked at her carefully before she spoke, "I disagree. Your recent outburst shows that you still harbor great resentment towards your people. That must cease! One can not become a true warrior while battles within one's soul remain unresolved. Seek out your people. Despite your resentfulness towards your people. They are not your enemy. Do not let them remain so. Find them and make amends."
Kyra watched Zealot as she walked away. She knew she had to confront her past if she was able to live in the future. She walked out of the elevator to the hangar bay where she spoke with the machinists, who were shocked at the request that she asked them to do. They agreed to do it. She headed for the roof where she would mediate on what Zealot said to her in the elevator.
"Kyrana, may I have permission to speak freely?" asked Combat, looking at her winged backside.
"Yes, Combat, you may speak freely here. Whatever you will say won't anger me as long as....you don't speak about my people, Combat," replied Kyra, turning to look at him gently.
"Uh...that what I was going to talk about Kyra. I know how you feel about your people," spoke Combat, looking at her as he sat on the edge of the roof next to her.
"And what does a Katellan warrior knows about my people?" snapped Kyra, turning to him angerly.
"I lived on your world for a while Kyra. I could tell that your people needed someone who could give them the rulership that was lost during the massacre. They spoke about a legend a woman of shiny red hair and white wings who had the power to transform into a giant bird of fire. Until now I never believed their sayings....until I met you, Kyra. If I could say this without you getting angry?" asked Combat, looking towards the setting sun.
"Say it and be done with it!" snapped Kyra. Her fiery birdform appeared around her in her anger.
"I think you should return to your homeworld and at least give them a chance to kind to you...since they declared you Empress. I believe they have gotten over their hatred of you to give you such a title of rulership," spoke Combat, as he walked away from her.
It was past sunset when they saw Kyra come striding towards them from the rooftop. She looked towards the debriefing room and headed towards it. They followed her into the room knowing that she had something to say that was very important to her.
Chapter Six.
"I'm leaving the team. I must return to my homeworld of Birvannia. I don't know if I am going to be returning to Earth or not. But if I do it may be when you are dead and new members of YoungBlood are taking your place. But even I am not sure about that," spoke Kyra, looking at them as Anastasius smiled knowing that he did it. He got Empress Kyrana K 'yana to leave the world she lived on to return to her true world.
"Kyra, we want to come with you....if that is allowed by you?" asked Shaft, looking at her gently.
"Yes, it is, Shaft," replied Kyra, looking at him with love in her eyes.
"But how we will get to Birvannia? We don't have a spaceship to fly in," spoke Vogue, looking at Kyra.
"Follow me. I'll show you...my present that I have made for this one journey into Outer Space for YoungBlood," spoke Kyra, as she walked out of the debriefing room to the hangar bay where they saw something covered up with a sheet.
"Remove the sheet," commanded Kyra, looking at the young man who stood near the sheet.
The young man took hold of the sheet and yanked it off the spaceship. The members of YoungBlood were shocked that Kyra had planned on taking them with her to her homeworld in the spaceship that she had made by their people.
"This is not the ship design I spoke of! Imbeciles! Morons! Dingbats!" screamed Kyra, her eyes showed her fury towards the ship.
"Take it easy, Kyra. I'm sure it will take us to Birvannia," spoke Diehard, looking at her.
"No, it won't. Look at this area here. It's not protected from the solar rays of Gwanstarn's two suns. Those rays are very powerful and very dangerous. I have to rebuild this entire ship to what it was supposed to be looking like," spoke Kyra, as she burst into her FireBird form and wrapped her flaming birdform around the spaceship.
She reverted back to normal as they saw the ship she had really wanted. The ship was golden and the shape was far different than they saw it earlier. The ship looked like a golden firebird, the form that she takes on each mission.
"Where are the thrusters to take us into space, Kyra?" asked Chapel, looking at her gently as she floated down from the ship.
"It doesn't need thrusters, Chapel. It is made to use the fiery form that I and Anastasius can take. One of us will be in the engine room manifesting our space form which will appear around the ship to get us to my homeworld faster. We can go supersonic or ultra-supersonic...which I can go without even trying," spoke Kyra, looking towards the Birvannian male then to Chapel.
"Amazing. When can we go, Kyrana?" asked Badrock, as he looked away from the ship to her.
"Right now...unless you all want to leave tonight in the light of the full moon?" asked FireBird, looking towards the others.
"Yes, let's leave this minute, Kyra," replied Vogue, looking towards her.
"We have to get supplies into the ship before we can leave," spoke Kyrana, as she walked away from the ship to the storage area where they keep their portable food and other supplies at.
Soon, as they were entering the ship, Kyrana looked towards YoungBlood's base one last time, then she walked into the ship where she went to the bridge where she manifested her firebird form around the ship. The ship flew out of the hangar bay and flew towards outer space. They saw the moon as they flew past it. Kyra turned to Combat and nodded to him. She stood up from her chair and allow him to take her seat as she headed to the engine room.
Anastasius turned towards her and bowed his head to her as she walked by him but she didn't even look at him. There was hatred burning between them already.
"Prepare yourselves for ultra-supersonic speed, YoungBlood. We will start in ten seconds...nine..eight..seven...six...five...four..three...two...," spoke Kyrana, using her telepathic powers to speak to the others.
Suddenly, the view that was outside the viewing screen went into a dazzling display of streaking lights as the members of YoungBlood watched from their seats. It was the most dazzling shots they had ever seen. This is what Kyra spoke about alot was the stars streaking past her when she flew in space along time ago before she came to live on their planet.
The only other one who had seen this was Combat. He knew Kyra would probably remain with her people once she steps on her planet's ground again. He turned to look at the others to see how they were handling the pressure of the journey through space.
He turned back to the controls as the others were either sleeping in the chairs or watching the stars zip by. His mind was on Kyra and how she would handle seeing the people who had so much hatred towards her start to love her again.
In the engine room, where Kyra was flexing her 'firebird' form out around the ship. She started to see spots in front of her eyes. She knew she had to rest so she started to turn her powers off and stop the ship from going anywhere.
Combat looked at the sensors that was inside the engine room and quickly realized that she was powering down. He spoke, "Something's wrong with FireBird! She's powering down her firebird form."
Chapter Seven.
Shaft quickly raced from the bridge to the engine room with Anastasius running behind him. Shaft saw her fiery hands turning normal as she stepped off the platform where she was using her powers to fuel the ship. Then, her eyes closed and opened. As her head moved like she was about to pass out.
"Kyra!" yelled Shaft, as he caught her before she hit the floor of the engine room. Anastasius went to grab her before she struck the floor but Shaft moved faster and quicker to get to her.
He looked at this red haired man closer as Shaft carried the unconscious Kyra to the sleeping chambers away from the bridge but it was located next to the bridge. Diehard watched the young winged man watching Shaft and Kyra. Diehard knew that there might be a fight for Kyra's love between Shaft and Anastasius. But was Shaft really in love with a fellow team mate? Was that allowed by their contracts with the U.S Goverment? He would have to ask if that is allowed when they returned to Earth.
"Shaft what happened to her?" asked Diehard, looking towards Kyra, who was sleeping soundly in the bed.
"I think she had a power outage or something. But I really don't know...Diehard. Maybe you know, Anastasius?" asked Shaft, looking at him.
"I think she needs to enter The Sleep to recover her powers but I would believe she would need something else instead of the three month sleep," spoke Anastasius, turning his head towards the young man whose heart was with his future Empress.
"You would mean a healer, Anastasius?" asked Kyra, turning her head to look at him out of the corner of her eye.
"Yes, my Empress," replied Anastasius.
"Then, enter the engine room and use your power to get us to Gwanstarn. The Healer will heal me of my power drain. What's wrong?" asked Kyra, looking towards the door to see the others standing there.
"I detected a strange form heading our way," spoke Chapel, looking at her.
"Show me," replied Kyrana, as she climbed out of bed and headed towards the Bridge. The others followed her to the Bridge.
"There," spoke Chapel, pointing the form out in the far distance of space.
Kyra looked at it and then spoke, "Anastasius...hurry to the engine room now! Take your birdform now and take us to the moon Sharantra!"
"Yes, my Empress," replied Anastasius, as he raced from the Bridge. That was scaring some of the members of the team. They had no idea what was going on. Were they in danger? If they were Kyra wasn't saying.
"Kyra...is there...danger to....us by this...thing?" asked a very scared Badrock, looking towards her.
The stars started to move again as they moved away from the danger. Kyra looked at the young scared member of YoungBlood. She placed her hand on his stony cheek and spoke, "No, we're in no danger, Badrock. Not at all."
"Wha? Kyra...you mean that this thing that I saw is not dangerous to us?" asked Chapel, looking at her in pure shock.
"If you mean Halley's Comet or as I called it Fireball....no, Chapel. You are seeing Halley's Comet right now sixty-six years before it even returns to Earth's galaxy," replied Kyra. She walked towards the screen to have a closer look at the Comet when she went down to her knees.
"Kyra are you alright?" asked Shaft, helping her to stand up. She leaned her body against him as she stood.
"No...Shaft...no...strength left...to stand...with," whispered Kyra, looking up to him even though she and Shaft were about the same size in height.
"We need to get you to the healer of Gwanstarn, Kyrana...right away. Diehard, go to the engine room and inform Anastasius that we need to get to Gwanstarn now or his Empress will be dead before we can get there at this speed," spoke Combat, looking at Diehard after looking into the eyes of Kyra.
Diehard nodded and raced out of the Bridge to the engine room to inform the other Space Flyer of what they need of him. He returned to the Bridge still wondering why did Combat tell him to inform the Space Flyer that Kyra was dying unless she really was. He saw Shaft kneeling next to Kyra, who, was on the floor of the Bridge but his internal sensors were telling him that her heartbeat was too low for even he could detect.
"Combat...what do you see in Kyra that we don't?" asked Shaft, looking at the Katellan warrior seriously.
"She spoke of her strength being gone. She also has low power in her FireBird form....which any enemy of the Birvannian race would love to kill her at this point when she was the weakest. The Daemonites would love to kill her at this moment. She had killed hundreds of Daemonites before she had disappeared, Shaft. In all ways...Kyra is dying if she isn't healed by the Healer of Gwanstarn now," spoke Combat, turning to look at the young leader.
"Combat...how far do you think we are from Gwanstarn?" asked Shaft.
"It is not that far from our current postion, Shaft. We can get there in less then five Earth minutes," replied Combat, turning to look at the computer screen.
They saw the blue planet of Gwanstarn appear from the planet two moons. The planet had two rings around the planet. Anastasius flew the ship into the planet's atmosphere and towards a desert-like landing area where they landed among other space ships from other parts of the galaxy. Anastasius reverted back to his true form before he went out of the ship telling the others to wait for him for he will return with the Healer shortly.
With that he flew off into the blue sky and disappeared from sight. Vogue looked out the window to see a world similar to Earth. She turned to Diehard, who was reading the computer screen and asked, "Is there air that we can breathe...out there, Diehard?"
"Yes, Vogue. What are you planning on doing?" asked Diehard, watching her picking up her weapons and placing them on.
"Going out," replied Vogue, as she opened the hatch and walked out of the ship into the desert. Diehard went to the sleeping chambers where Kyra was talking with the others.
"You see there are many dangers out there like the merticat that attacked me thousands of years ago. The merticat is the most by far the most dangerous creature on this planet. They hunt during the day...early morning hours and at night or when they smell blood," spoke Kyra, looking at them from her bed.
"What do they look like, Kyra?" asked Badrock.
"Well, Badrock. They look like a wolf, lion and a tiger mixed together. The merticats are as tall as my waist. You won't even see them in the desert but that is just their underbelly. They can hide themselves very well in the desert. Part of their coat is greyish brown to bend in with the desert and the rocks that they clinge onto with their five inch claws during the hot periods of the day. But they also live in the forest where the tiger stripes that is on their backs come in handy. But around their necks is the furry mane of a lion. You might even see one in the forest and you think you are seeing a tiger or a lion but you are not....seeing a lion or a tiger but a merticat and they are very dangerous and they are killers," spoke Kyra, as she saw Anastasius standing in the doorway with the healer.
"Empress....I brought the healer as you asked me to," spoke Anastasius, looking at her gently.
The healer was hidden in a blue cloak which she removed her hood to reveal that she was a Fairy. Her long golden blond hair barely hid her Fairy pointy ears which had a film of skin the length of her ear. On her back was a light filmy pink wings. She walked over to Kyra and quickly placed her hands on her forehead and her clawed hands. Shortly after the healer placed her hands on Kyra. The Fairy removed her hands and walked away from them after nodding to Kyra.
Kyra climbed out of the bed and headed towards the food supplies. She opened the door to the food to find that there was no food inside it at all. She turned towards Badrock, who lowered his head in shame.
"I'm sorry...Kyra but I got hungry," spoke the young Badrock, looking up to her and then lowered his head once again.
"I understand, Badrock. You are still growing. It was mainly my fault for not bringing enough food on board...umm..this is strange. Where is Vogue? Did she go outside?" asked Kyra, turning to the others quickly. They shrugged their shoulders all but Diehard, who nodded.
"Diehard, did she go outside and did you see which direction she took?" demanded Shaft, looking at him.
"Vogue headed to the north..." replied Diehard.
"NO! That is where the merticats live. She wouldn't be expecting any danger from the desert or from the forest that is near to the desert! Stay here all of you! I'm going alone...I fought the merticats before and I know their weaknesses," spoke Kyra, as she flew out of the ship towards the north.
"Kyra! Wait...we're a team. Damn...she can't hear us. Let's follow her. Kyra may need some help too," spoke Shaft, as they raced out of the ship following the winged Birvannian.
"Whew. I wouldn't think that this area could be so hot," spoke Vogue, as she leaned against the boulder to wipe her forehead with her hand never knowing that she was being watched.
Grrrrhowwwwwlllgrrrrrrrrr.
"What was that!?" exclaimed Vogue, as she pulled out her weapons. She looked around the boulder never knowing the danger that lurked above her head.
Grrrrhoowwwwlllgrrrrrr.
Vogue looked up just as the merticat leaped from the boulder at her. She screamed for she had no idea what this creature was. The merticat's claws cut into her skin as she used her weapons to injure the creature. She flipped the merticat away from her as she raced towards the rocks for protection never knowing that another pair of eyes was watching her. The other hidden merticat leaped at her as she leaped into the air towards the boulder.
Suddenly, the other merticat that was on the ground leaped towards the area where she was at. The merticat roared out in pain as Vogue looked towards the merticat to see a pair of white wings behind the merticat.
"Kyra? What are you doing here?" asked Vogue, as she looked towards the Birvannian woman as she struggled with the merticat. Vogue never seen the other merticat sneaking up behind her.
"Look out behind you, Vogue!" yelled Kyra, as she attacked the merticat with her talons. As she fought with the merticat she saw Vogue leap out of the way of the pouncing merticat.
Kyra grabbed hold of the merticat's neck with her SpaceFlyer's claw and started to shake him violently. Suddenly, the merticat was flung towards the boulder where it struck and landed on the ground dead. The other merticat was quickly finished off by a fury of Kyra's talons and her fiery hatred for the wolf-like cats. Kyra turned towards Vogue as she hopped down from the boulder.
"You should have never left the ship..Vogue. You could have gotten yourself killed by the merticats," spoke Kyra, as she walked up to her.
"You mean these wolf-like creatures are the merticats that you spoke of, Kyra?" asked Vogue, looking at her looking at the two dead bodies of the merticats.
"Yes. Help me with the skins," spoke Kyra, as she used her talons to remove the skin of the two merticats.
"Why are you skinning the merticats, Kyra?" asked Vogue, looking at her as she pulled the skin completely off the dead wolf-like cat.
"I am going to give the skins of the merticats to the Sarteks, who are the merticat's mortal enemies. I better let the others know where we are exactly," replied Kyra.
Diehard landed only a few minutes after Kyra showed her fiery bird form into the air letting them know that she found her and both where alright.
"The others will be here shortly. Kyra....are you alright? You are bloodied," spoke Diehard, looking at her twice after seeing the blood on Kyra's face and body.
"I'm fine, Diehard. It is Vogue who is injured," spoke Kyra, turning to look at Vogue's arm which she started to hold for it was starting to go numb.
"I'll go get the Mystics' healer," replied Anastasius, turning towards the main city of Garnstarn.
"No! I will heal her," replied Kyrana, as she placed her hand on Vogue's arm and healed the entire arm.
"Kyra...if you can heal Vogue's arm then why did you need to have a healer heal you?" asked Shaft, looking at her.
"There are some things my body cannot do, Shaft," spoke Kyra, as she picked up the skins of the two merticats and started to walk away from them towards the forest.
"Wait for me, Kyra! You ain't going to leave me alone in this desert!" yelled Vogue, as she raced after her.
The others followed her into the forest where she warned them to be aware of their surroundings for the merticats could leap out at them. They heard sounds that they really never heard before in a forest like the one they were walking in.
"Yub-yutta-yutta-woe-toe-woe-toe-Kyra-yub?" asked a voice. The voice was coming from the woods.
"Yub-yub. Tey-oh-yutta-Nevta?" replied Kyra, looking towards the tree that seemed to talk.
"Nevta-nayta-nayta," replied the voice as the body whose voice came from appeared from the treetop. In it's furry hand was a spear.
It was a small teddy bear-like humanoid. He quickly went to Kyra and hugged her tightly on her leg and then waved his spear towards the woods. He led them through the woods to a cage that was lowered from the top of the trees.
"Naydo-naydo. Kyra-fly-up?" asked Kyra, looking at him as she unfolded her white wings to the shock of the teddy bear.
"Yub-fly," spoke the teddy-bear. He leaped into her arms and then climbed onto her back between her wings. He was small on her back. It was no problem for her wings to flap.
"Kyra. What are these teddy-bears?" asked Shaft, looking at her as he took hold of her hand as they were going to all fly up to the tree-top with Kyra and the teddy-bear.
"They are Sarteks...mortal enemies of the merticats. They are wearing the merticats skins. That is why I am bringing them the skins of the two merticats that I killed today. They live in the treetops. They only come down to hunt and to keep an eye on where the merticats are at the moment so they can hunt without worry," spoke Kyra, looking at him as they flew up to the top of the treehome of the Sarteks.
Anastasius landed as Kyra allowed those who rode with her to hop down before she landed with the teddy-bear still on her back. The Sartek climbed down from her back by slidding down her back and then, jumping off before landing on the ground of the treetop home.
Badrock was the only one still on the ground of the forest. He was just too heavy to be on the treetop home. Kyra looked over the ledge and figured it would be an easy lift with her fiery wings of her space form to get the young YoungBlood to see the treetop home of the Sarteks.
She used her powers to lift the other member of the team up to the top and then turned to Anastasius who used his power to hold Badrock up in the air. As Badrock was coming up towards the treetop home. The Sarteks watched in wonder as they saw the stone giant approaching their treetop home by the fiery wings of the two spaceflyers.
"Yub-tyo-yub-bogets?" asked Kyra, looking at the Sartek who she carried up the tree on her back.
"Yub-yub," replied the Sartek.
"Kyra what did you ask the Sartek?" asked Shaft, looking at her.
"I asked him if this platform as welll as the rest would hold a person of stone. He said yes it would. So we are bringing Badrock up right now," spoke Kyra, turning towards Badrock when something sneaked out of the forest at that moment a horn blew loudly as the other Sarteks came racing to the ledge with spears in their hands and looked down to the ground.
"Meritcat...I must help the Sarteks," spoke Kyra, turning towards Shaft and the others.
"Diehard, lift Badrock up here. Go on Kyra," replied Shaft, as Diehard went below Badrock and used his strength to lift Badrock up as Kyra leaped over the edge down towards the merticat.
She entered the forest and started to make a wounded animal sound. She led the merticat far away from the treetop home of the Sarteks. Kyra flew back and once she landed the leader of the Sarteks looked carefully at her and asked something of his wise man who responded back to him. He pointed to the now darkening sky then to Kyra.
"Nebyeb...Navta's ofsned. Nebyeb yab yarker. Yehihopi tyeone dutesi yub yub," spoke the wiseman, looking at Kyra.
"He says that Nebyeb is Navta's offspring and he is the new ruler of the Sarteks. He also says that a desert storm is heading our way and if we want to get off planet. We should leave now or we will never get off planet for the next three days," replied Kyra, looking at the ruler of the Sarteks as she spoke with the team.
"Alright, Kyra. Team get ready to leave," spoke Shaft, as they got closer to each other for the trip down to the forest floor.
Kyra, then, spoke in their tongue and then pulled from underneath her wings that she made sure it would stay hidden from their eyes -- the skins of the two merticats that she killed earlier that day. She handed them to their leader with a bowed head.
Nebyeb took hold of the skins and then handed it to his wiseman. The Sartek moved quick as he wrapped his little furry arms around the leg of Kyra. Kyra touched his head with the back of her clawed hand and then she nodded to Anastasius, who took hold of Badrock and then flew down to the ground as the rest were lowered down to the ground by Kyra's birdform.
They flew towards their ship by the way of Kyra's and Anastasius's fiery birdforms. Anastasius entered the engine room and quickly lifted the ship off planet before the desert storm struck, they now started to fly towards Birvannia.
Chapter Eight.
As they reached the space that was around Birvannia. They were shocked to see the world that Kyra came from looked exactly like Earth. The landing pad that the ship was landing on was prepared for a royal to come and walk on it. The ramp was lowered and Anastasius stepped from the ship.
"I have returned with our Empress! Kyra!" he called out to the people of Birvannia. They all cheered and started to chant Kyra's name. "She will be crowned in one day! Prepare to meet our Empress Kyra!"
He knelt as he turned towards the open door where everyone saw Kyra standing before her people for the first time in over a thousand years.