A/N: Okay, there were a couple of typos in the last chapter...and also, there are SEVEN phoenixes, not six, sorry. I really should have proofread.

Hooked on Phoenix

Chapter 3

The one called Hego arose, having just had the most strange dream he had ever known of. He had seen three fire forms, birds. Two of them appeared to be female. The third seemed more masculine in some way, although Hego could not place why it looked so familiar. With a black chest and deep blue body, it seemed to be glowing, though it was near impossible to tell. He walked from his all-blue room and downstairs into the meeting room. Since talking with the one named Kim Possible, he had since gotten rid of the viewscreen allowing contact with Aviarius. It was far too risky that he discover their secret plans to defeat him.

"Morning, Mego." Hego said with an air of leadership. "How are you?"

"I'm fine." Mego replied, sitting at the table eating a breakfast of donuts and a king-size Slurpster.

"Do you really think that's a good nutritional breakfast for a crime fighter?" Hego scolded.

"I decide what I eat, remember, big brother?" Mego rolled his eyes and stepped off. Hego sighed, knowing his brother would never learn.

Thanks to her flaring hands, Syd had the ability to cook a meal with her bare hands, and she often used this to make her lunch or dinner. She almost never made breakfast using her hands, as it was early morning and she was easily prone to accidents when she was using her powers when she was half-asleep. They had just recently remodeled the kitchen, so Syd took extra care while flaring her hands. She hummed as the French toast began to cook in the pan that was being heated by her hand, and flipped the slices over.

A vision hit her. Syd had unflared her hands, quietly ate her breakfast, got into her car, and sped off for Middleton High School. Checking her watch, she noted that she had enough time to hang out with her friends for at least a couple of minutes. Stepping over to the chain link fence where the many sophomores congregated, she found her little 'clique', which consisted of Des, Sam, Ron, and herself. Other cliques were less important to Syd and her friends, as they were somewhat underdogs.

The shogun requested that the orange-and-purple phoenix, as well as the sapphire-and-silver one travel to the isolated island, and the twins did as requested. Upon arriving at the island, they were greeted at the heli-pad. Syd Lipsky was wearing a purple and orange bomber jacket, specifically made for her. Des Lipsky wore an identical jacket, except hers was blue and silver.

The wings of the phoenixes did not burn or soak anyone, they were simply able to give the illusion of the feel of fire or ice cold water. However, in times of hardship or battle, the flames or water could cause serious harm. As both had been sitting up front in the cockpit, they had been wearing aviator goggles. Resting hers on her aviation helmet, she surveyed the surrounding area. The island was rather large to her, with hilly terrain and the ground seemed dotted with lakes. "It's like a painting..." she remarked as Des snapped a picture of the scenery, also amazed by its' beauty.

The duo toured the island, amazed at all the beautiful crafts: glassblowing, knitting, weaving, and that was just to start. The real kicker, however, was the effect they had on the townspeople, and vice versa. A little boy ran over to Syd. "You two are my heroes! Can I get your autograph?"

"Sure." Syd chuckled.

All seemed well, until trouble appeared.