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Suffering
Aerrow…
That is the name of my adversary; the sky knight who placed me behind these iron bars. I fought against him twice and he had managed to defeat me every time. And what makes the irony worse is that he is just a kid.
When I first met him, I underestimated his strength by appearance and his crew. I was thinking how little threat they were to my plans of taking the Aurora Stone over to Cyclonis. In fact, I almost laughed when I saw the red-haired boy challenge me when I had Atmos' greatest symbol in my possession. But before I could deliver the final blow, I noticed him glowing with blue energy. That's when I realized I made a mistake; but before I could correct it, it was already too late and I found myself in shackles.
After a few months in prison, I decided to get back at him by pretending I have changed and then secretly destroy him with everyone else believing he was under "Cyclonian Mind Control". I love how these fools would believe anything if you say that Cyclonia did it. They believed it along with my nice guy act I put up for Aerrow. I knew he wouldn't believe me at first; he had a different code of honor than what most sky knights had adapted now. But once he and his crew let their guard down, I was in like a wolf in sheep's clothing.
As I stayed with them, I made little attempts to end the brat's life while making it seem that it was nothing unusual. I knew that the people of Atmos haven't really seen how the little sky knight was. Showing that he was a nothing more than an incompetent child would have not only killed him, but would have given me the opportunity to get myself another squadron. It is likely that my own squadron wasn't going to let me back in. But once I came up with something that would have definitely make my victory sweet, it was all up h from here.
Unfortunately, I didn't count on a few surprising factors that would stop me from getting that far. One was losing my cool after his teammates thought they could cure him. I thought I had better control over my emotions than that outburst. The other factor was that specialist looking over that fake crystal after I crushed it under my foot. But the one that dug my grave was letting that furball pet rescue his leader and then calling the press to see me in the most incriminating scene that would have cost me not only my freedom, but my reputation as well.
So, now I sit here in my cell, rotting away while that Storm Hawk flies around the Atmos, trying to stop the Cyclonians from take over Atmos. Heh, that makes me want to vomit. But it won't be long before I'm out of here again. And soon, Aerrow, when we meet again, I won't want you to just die...
I want you to suffer!
Author's Notes:
If you haven't had guess it yet, this all in Carver's POV. I've been re-watching Second Chance and I just came up with this around the… I don't know. I've lost my count somewhere.
Anyway, I wanted to go a little deeper into Carver's mind after he was put back into jail. I don't know, he sorta intrigues me a little bit. A lot of characters on the show do. And I know some people who are obsessed with one character on the show. That's right; I'm talking about all those Stork fangirls.
As for Fighter's Caller, I'm writing the next chapter as we speak, but you guys will have to wait a little longer for it to be up.
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