A/N: Sorry for the wait. For anyone that cares, I saw Closer and National Treasure today and they were both awesome. I also saw a preview for a movie called, what do you know, "Are We There Yet?" I love the look on the deer's face (you know what I mean if you've seen the preview)

Enough rambling, I hope you all like the chapter. Please review!

YashaWolf: Are you going to see "The Flight of the Phoenix"? I think it looks good! Thanks for reviewing, hope you enjoy the chapter!

freakinred: Hi! Thankies for the review, I'm honored about the speech thingy, it makes me so happy (although I have no clue what you are talking about, it seems good so I'll just go along with it, yes?) Yeah, I think it would be funny if he was a girl, it would make it female evilness. Alright, I'll add more Franky just for you, k? Dex is absolutely adorable! And yes, the next chapter obviously is coming very soon, aka, right now. I loved you're "comical feel", it made me laugh, which, comedy is obviously supposed to do. So, with that, thanks for your possum review, hope you like the chapter!

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Chapter 4

They watched as the plane slowly made its way back to its lair. After a few hours, it had reached its destination, which appeared to be the middle of nowhere in Australia.

Once they knew it's origin, they began to make plans for a mission. They sent the coordinate points to Dex who sent them back an incredibly detailed map of the area. As Franky and Polly looked over the map, Joe began to get his plane ready.

Once Joe was satisfied with the state of the plane, he started to get weapons and useful implements together, then, he made his way back to the control room where the two women were still going over the map. There was a small 'X' marked on the left side of the large map.

Joe pointed to the X.

"That's the place then?" He asked.

"Yes. The lair of Spoletta," responded Franky. "We leave tomorrow morning."

The Warhawk cut through the morning fog. A squad plane, occupied by Franky flew by its side. They had been flying for an hour and still had quite a few to go. They were expecting another attack, but nothing worthwhile had happened yet.

They flew on. This trip would be much more enjoyable than the last. Polly was asleep. Joe looked in the mirror. She had a face like a porcelain doll. He smiled and turned his attention back to the control panel. Then a transmittion came through from Dex.

"Mornin' Cap. We've got a sea craft a mile to the right," said Dex through the radio.

"Could you give me a visual Dex?" Asked Joe. Dex had installed a television monitor on the control panel and in a small compartment in the hull of the plane, Dex had put a camera attached to a long line. The camera could eject from the plane and show images up to five miles away.

Back in the States Dex activated the camera, which made its way through the clouds. When he saw the boat, he pressed a button indicating to the camera that the ship was the object which it was to focus on.

Joe looked down at the television screen and was surprised to see a large, black, wooden ship. On the ships hull, Joe spotted the image of a flaming tree that was seared into the wet wood.

He watched the ship in the monitor. A flame shot out the side aiming towards the sky. Joe jumped when the saw the flame pass directly to his left. He maneuvered out of the way. He looked into the screen again as another large flame burst out of the ship. Joe gasped as the flame came jolting through the cloud cover and hit Franky's plane. It blew up, and the remains fell towards the water as Joe looked on with horror.

Sky Captain flew the Warhawk effortlessly through the sky until he could see the ship. He targeted it, pelting it with large bullets. They burst through the deck, and the ship went up in flames. He watched with a hard face as it burned and slowly sank into the chilly, gray water. He glared at the place where the ship had been in anger. Spoletta, the bastard, had taken one of his best friends. The mission had taken on another purpose – revenge.

The Warhawk dove into the ice-cold water. The bit of light that shone through from above cast an eerie glow around the plane. He didn't really know why he had decided to make the rest of the journey by water. He just had a feeling. He stopped the plane and it stayed put, drifting in place a few feet below the surface. He turned around.

"Polly," he forced out. "Polly."

Polly groaned and her eyes flew open, taking in her surroundings. When she saw the look on Joe's face she became more alert.

"What?" Polly asked, sitting up. "What is it?"

Joe looked at her solemnly.

"Franky," he rasped. "She's…gone."

"What?" Gasped Polly. "What happened?"

"A ship," Joe said sadly. "It – it brought her plane down."

Polly's eyes welled up with tears.

A soft buzzing sound started up around them. They turned to look out the glass. There was a speck off in the distance that was getting closer and closer. Joe started the Warhawk in case they would need to make a quick getaway. Joe squinted. A small clear, blue, sphere-like craft forced it's way through the water. It pulled up beside the Warhawk. A person sat in the small sub.

Franky Cook.

A/N: Longest and most eventful chapter! And I have devised a credible plot, this story is going places! Reviews are greatly appreciated!

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