Agents on the Outside
By- Spymaster Fletcher
Summery: Atmos fights Cyclonia. Sky-Knights fight Talons. Spymaster fights Spymaster. Every one gets thrown into one large melting pot of war. Join me in exploring two different sides, from the eyes and ears of thousands, poured into two voices. Join me in watching our favourite heroes and villains used and abused with out their knowing. R&R please!
Disclaimer: Clearly, I do not own Storm Hawks. If I did, Ephraim of Cyclonia and Naava of Atmosia would be part of the show, not being portrayed in a fan fiction. So, if you do not mind, no suing. I'm not fond of it.
Warning! Mild explicit content.
I will be doing this story in many different ways, by way of log book, first person, second person and flash backs. Don't try and figure out any mathematical equation on how I decide to do each one. Some one tried, they really hurt their brain.
What a good day it was- for some. And in the case of the Storm Hawks, it was most defiantly a bad day. Good friend, hard-worker, cook, navigator and crystal specialist Piper, was leaving the squadron. Her tea mates were giving a final attempt a swaying her from this decision,
"You can't just go Piper! You're a Storm Hawk!" Aerrow pleaded, taking one of her bags of her heliscooter, his green eyes met hers for a second, full of misery.
"Yea! You're the pickles on the Storm Hawks Peanut and pickle sandwich!" Junko said, the large, sensitive wallop wanted to cry, Piper let out a sigh of frustration and put her bag back on the heliscooter,
"I'm sorry, but this is the chance if a life time! I can't pass this up!" She explained, again.
"So is catching Zebra Bog Fever, but you don't see me running around eating Bog Mushrooms." Stork pointed out, Piper threw her hands in the air,
"I'm getting tiered of people not supporting my choices! Why can't you just be happy for me!"
"We are!" Aerrow protested, "We just want you to stay more, your family!" Every one nodded, Piper was about to responded when,
"Oh forget it guys, she probably sent her self the letter, another 'experiment' to see if we can live with out her. Whatever, I'm not fooled, so good bye! Have fun with you little spymaster." Finn turned around, gave a final little wave and left the Condors hanger. Piper was gone before he had finished. That was it! The final straw. She couldn't wait to be working for Naava. There her privacy would be respected, her life wouldn't be risked every other day, and she wouldn't have to live with a ship full of teenage boys!
The remaining Storm Hawks watched as Piper flew off into the distance, towards Atmosia. The Storm Hawks- were they really even that anymore? and as soon as they couldn't see her any more, turned away, the couldn't stand their forever.
"That was cold Finn." Aerrow scolded his friend, Finn was listening, "Finn, Finn answer!" Aerrow yelled at him, Finn looked up. Aerrow backed off, Finns eyes were angry- really angry.
"I know. But so is just leaving." Finn left the room, again. Some how he managed to slam the automatic door to his room, letting the sound ring though the Condor.
"Wow, he's really upset about this." Junko said meekly, hugging his teddy bare, Stork refrained from commenting. Aerrow pulled out one of the maps Piper had left them and started to look it over. It seemed so simple when Piper was their reviewing it with the red-head.
Hours of silence passed, only the slight hum of Finns grunge rock coming from his room. No laughter, so smiles, just every one doing their job like robots. Stork wasn't even muttering about dangers of anything,. Aerrow was the only one doing something her normally wouldn't. Cooking. He re-read the instructions on the Kraft Dinner "Easy Mac" Package again. He didn't even know how to use a microwave, it was sad.
"Maybe I should ask Finns for help… He's made this kind of thing before." Aerrow slammed his head into the fridge, the bad Dark Ace picture falling off slowly.
Finn felt his stomach growl, he figured every one else would be hungry. He stood up and turned off his stereo and quietly left his room and took a short-cut to the room.
"Aerrow, no mater how many times you mash the start button, it wont do anything till you adjust the settings. Here." Finn gently moved the Sky-Knight out of the way and took the package from him, showing him how to do it, and, voila! Before you know it the microwave was cooking the Mac and cheese.
"Thanks Finn." Aerrow sighed, putting his arm around his shoulders,
"Looks like I'm going to need to teach you how to cook." Finn joked, he was very good a cheering people up.
"You cook?!?!" Aerrow looked at him, Finn nodded,
"Yea, just never got a chance to, Piper ruled the kitchen with a iron fist." The microwave beep and Finn took out the package, "We're going to need more packages to feed us all."
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"You're here." My new boss said, not seeming to exited about it. I suddenly felt very far from my comfort zone. The large office/suit was so open, bright and clean, it had a completely different feel from the condor I had come to love. I adjusted my bag on my shoulder. Wow. There was a lot of room in my new room. It had a large desk with a lamp, paper, pencils and other such useful office items. And filing cabinets, lots of them, all in a small alcove built out almost like another room in front of a large open window giving an amazing view of Atmosia. A almost wanted to paint it, though I didn't really know how to paint. There was a large bed with plain, yet cheery soft yellow sheets, a large oak wardrobe, and more windows. There was two doors, one that went into Naava's office and one that went into my own bathroom and shower. I must have looked completely overwhelmed, Because Naava placed her hand on my shoulder, and gave me a smile,
"You'll get used to it. I know it's a little plain, but after a few weeks of work you'll have enough to buy some decorations." I looked up at the spymaster and nodded. And dropped my stuff on the large bed.
"We'll start training you in a few days, give you a chance to look around, be comfortable. I know it's a change Leona, but you'll get used to it." Naava left, and I blinked, wide-eyed. I hadn't heard anyone call me Leona in so long, it had always been "Piper." I can't even remember were the nickname came from, it just kinda became my name,
"It's Piper!" I called after her, Naava turned to look at me,
"Okay then, You're Piper." She shut the door, leaving me in the large empty room on my own. I started to empty my bags and put the clothing in the wardrobe, though I suppose eventually I would start wearing uniforms. As I looked over all the stuff on my desk and added a few framed pictures of my family and the Storm Hawks, I noticed a small vent, and opened it. I could here everything going on in the counsel room! Very cool, I'll ask Naava about it later. I listened carefully, and could here voices,
"Spymaster Naava. Are you sure your new choice of assistant was- correct?"
"Yes. Leona Sophery was the best choice. Not only is she an intelligent, hard working well mannered young woman, but there is not even the smallest chance of her betraying Atmos."
"But you broke up a Sky-Knight squadron."
"Regardless, this is the best choice for the Atmos."
"Alright, though I am sure my nephew would have made a better assistant."
"Regrettably, you nephew is a moron." I had to stop my self from laughing. I'm sure this is going to be great! Even though Naava seemed so distant- I know soon enough we will become close, I know it.
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"Aurora! If you wanna come, hurry up!" A younger Ephriam stood at his skimmer, hands in his pockets calling to his young cousin. His friends, Duncan, Mick and Kelly waited impenitently on their own skimmers, wanting to get to their movie on time, a young Master Cyclonis (to be) came running down the stairs. She was 8 years old and was exited, her 17 year-old cousin was taking her to a movie with his friends,
"I'm here! Don't leave with out me!" This was rare, hanging out with Ephriam. When he wasn't out acting as a spy on Terra Gale he was snoging Kelly or hanging out with his friends, assuming they weren't spying elsewhere. Cyclonis (to be) had never actually been to a movie theatre, she had never been able to go. But with Snipe, her current body guard out like a light, she could get away for an hour or two. Ephriam lifted her up and put her on the seat on the back of the skimmer, mounted himself and flew off into the skies, followed by his friends. Aurora clung to Ephriam, afraid of the flying molten rocks. They were bigger up close than from her window were they looked beautiful.
"Hold on tight, wouldn't want to loose you in the wastelands," Ephriam called back to her, then dove into the wastelands, Aurora screamed and clung to him, her cousin laughed and pulled back up, Aurora hit him repeatedly on the back,
"Don't… Do… That… Ever… Again…Neh!" With every word Cyclonis (to be) pounded his back, Ephraim laughed and rejoined his group who were twittering with laughter,
"Uncle isn't dead yet, I don't have to listen to you." He informed her like it was something she didn't know. Aurora stuck out her tong, even though he couldn't see. She just rested her head on his back, glad to be with her cousin.
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"Dark Ace, it is an honour. For what reason do you grace my humble tower?" Ephriam gave a smile and rested his head on his hands, the Dark Ace scowled and shut to door.
"Cut the crap. We both know you are incapable of taking out the Storm Hawks, the only reason you were given a chance is because you Masters cousin." he accused, Ephriam laughed,
"I'm surprised, Kimberly, that you would have such little faith in our great leader." He used Dark Aces real name, one of the things that bother the Talon most. Dark Ace, or Kimberly, which every you prefer, retched across the table and grabbed Ephriam shirt collar,
"Don't call me that!" He spat, Ephriam pulled himself from the dark mans grasp. He glared at Dark Ace.
"Anyway Kimberly, it doesn't matter how many times you threaten me or try to get me to do what you want, because no matter how you slice it, I'm a higher rank than you can ever dream of being. And if you think I'm going to be nice to you, your mistaken. I already have plan, and it's better than your questionable tactics. So if you don't mind, I have important things to do, so go read you Sport Illustrated or something." Ephriam grabbed Dark Ace's upper arm and gracefully tossed him from his office. He was lying when he said he had a plan, and funny enough, The Storm Hawks were going to destroy themselves, with a nudge in the right direction from himself. He started to pack clothing and other such things into a backpack, he didn't need much, not were he was going.
"Theo! Get in here!" He called, tossing in a toothbrush in his bag, the boy came stumbling in.
"You called Ephriam?" He asked, dropping a book he had been reading, Ephriam picked it up,
"Tunnels, good book. Will reminded me of you. Any way," He gave his assistant the book, "I need you to take over as Spymaster for a while. Basically do what you did before: Give your sister false information after running through Reaves, File shit and keep things relatively neat. New task, take a lot of memos for me, I'll read them when I get back. Oh, also, Mick is coming by with information from Terra Edmontonia. Pick that up for me please and thank you." He slung his back pack over his shoulder. He was wearing normal clothing, you wouldn't know that he was the cousin of the feared Master Cyclonis. Theodor nodded then asked,
"Uh, were are you going?"
"Good question…" Ephriam had to think of the best way to say it, and decided that just saying it was the best, "I'm off to join the Storm Hawks!" He laughed and left, shutting the door behind him. Theo just looked at were the spymaster had just stood,
"Right then."
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Okay, that's all I'm giving you. Sorry I haven't updated or reviewed anything, I've been reading but I broke my wrist and find it takes way more time than I'm willing to give to type, that and I've been really sick and living in the hospital of late so "I had to have my friend type and me dictate this, but it's something.
Right, so now that I've given you a glimpse of just how strange my connections will get, I leave you wanting more.
Kimberly… snicker snicker… it is a boys name, it's my doctors name actually, though I like him better than I like the Dark Ace. it's a funny name for a boy and just gave another reason why DA so damn angst-y, and he's not even a teenager! Geez!