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Dark Ace's Cruelty
Aerrow groaned as he awoke. At first he had no idea where he was, but then he saw the not very nice face of Snipe. His mace loomed over Aerrow and he was slightly unnerved by the presence of his sister Ravess. Her arrows have damaged their skimmers before and they could do more damage to him. Flesh and blood was a lot weaker than metal.
"Well, look here," Snipe exclaimed. "The Storm Hawk has awakened. Sis, you better get Dark Ace."
Ravess shrugged her shoulders and left the room. Aerrow felt a shiver of fear, but quickly covered up his reaction. Snipe took the responsibility of lifting the red-headed sky knight and tying up his wrists with energy chain.
Aerrow examined the bonds and sighed. There was no way of getting out of those. Snipe put him back on the ground and stood by the door in a stance with his mace in view.
Aerrow rolled his eyes. That Cyclonian was the dumbest of all. His sister, on the other hand, was ruthless and talented, and would be harder to fool. Dark Ace was dreaded by all the Cyclonians except Master Cyclonis- the dark haired leader favored Dark Ace as her second, and could scarcely be expected to fear him.
He watched the door carefully. The door opened. Dark Ace went into the room and was followed by Ravess. The look on the man's face made Aerrow grimace.
"Nice to see you're doing well," Dark Ace stated blankly. "I almost thought I killed you for a moment. I felt so horrible."
"Yeah, right," Aerrow said. "Like you'd be the kind sort."
That made Dark Ace's face cloud and he bunched his fists. "That's the reason why snotty teenagers shouldn't be sky knights," he hissed. "They don't have respect."
"You don't deserve respect," Aerrow added. That earned him a sharp pain in his stomach for Dark Ace had punched him. He groaned and landed on his knees.
Dark Ace smiled. "You know, I just thought of something that I should tell you," he said. "Remember the day your father left to help the sky knights fend off our attacks?"
Aerrow nodded. "Good," Dark Ace thought. "Well, he fell into my clutches just like you are. He just didn't get the concept of obeying and I sliced my blade into his heart. Rather fun and exciting."
Flash Back:
"Dad! Don't go dad!" An eight year old Aerrow shouted at the top of his lungs. "Dad don't go with them. I want you here with me."
"I'm sorry Aerrow, but as a sky knight I have to help people in need," his father tried to explain. "I have to go, bud."
"But why do you have to?" he asked innocently. "I need you to help me."
"You have Anne to take care of you and the Cyclonians will soon fall," his father reassured him. "Don't be selfish, Aerrow."
"But I want to be selfish," Aerrow cried. "I want my dad all to myself and mommy isn't here anymore."
"I am sorry Aerrow, but it's not right to be selfish and I have to go now," his father said calmly. "I love you, now come and give me a hug."
"No!" Aerrow screamed. "I hate you!"
He stormed out of the room without a proper goodbye.
End of Flashback
It hit Aerrow hard. Many times he had wished that he had said goodbye to his father and he didn't have the chance. He had received a telegram that his father had been taken and was presumed dead.
"I only wish to do the same to you, but Master Cyclonis wants you to be kept alive," he said. "I would have never expected that."
Dark Ace kicked him in the stomach again, presumably because it amused him, and then left the room with Ravess in pursuit. Snipe had been assigned to watch him. Aerrow sat up against the wall grimacing slightly and rubbing his stomach.