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Escaping

Piper smiled to herself. Aerrow was always the one to be able to take care of himself. Without hesitation she continued on her way- sooner or later she would find him.

Minutes before….

Aerrow sat in the same spot for ages thinking of some way to get out of this cell and somehow get the key to his chains. But how am I going to distract him in order to get it?

Then a thought accrued to him. If I can get him talking about that mace of his, or something that interests him… he thought. Then I can get those keys. Snipe was always the one to be overly proud of his weapon.

He struggled to his feet and felt the eyes of Snipe watching him carefully. He paced around the room trying to think of what to say to the man. How would he be able to get those keys and do it unnoticed? What would get him distracted enough?

Aerrow found his courage and his bait and went over to the big man. "So, why are they keeping me here alive?" he asked. "Do you even know?"

Snipe looked down at him. "Why you want to know?" Snipe asked, suspicious of the boy. "I'm not supposed to tell."

"Fine," Aerrow said. "What's up with the mace? Not like I'm going to do anything." He lifted up his bond wrists.

"That's true, but I like it and it makes me powerful," Snipe answered, flexing. "Now why don't you go back to your corner?" Snipe put the mace down on the floor, yawning.

This is going to be harder than I thought... he told himself. "One more question," he said hurriedly. "Where did they put my gear?"

"You don't know?" Snipe asked rather shocked. "I'd thought you'd know by now. Master Cyclonis takes the weapons of the sky knight she is about to kill and puts it in her treasury."

While Snipe told Aerrow where his gear was Aerrow had taken the liberty of slipping the keys attached to Snipe's belt off. He backed away from the man and unlocked his chains. He rubbed his hands- the bonds cut off some of the blood flow to his hands.

He took a deep breath.

Aerrow snuck around the dozing Snipe and grabbed the man's mace. Dang, he thought. This thing's heavy!

Snipe was still oblivious to Aerrow's actions, and with one swift swing of the mace it crashed into Snipe's head. The man came tumbling to the ground in one big heap. Aerrow grimaced, just the thought of the mace bashing into someone's head made him sick to his stomach. Luckily, Snipe had a skull that was three times thicker than a normal someone's.

He didn't waste any time and dashed out of the room. With any luck I'll be able to find Master Cyclonis' treasury, he thought as he crept around the halls.

Suddenly he was face to face with a large oak door. This has got to be where she keeps the stuff, he thought, But wouldn't you keep it heavily guarded?

With his fingers he gripped the handle. Aerrow opened the door and saw a large room with tons of display cases. He walked into the room warily and gazed around for his stuff- his armor and his blades.

Aerrow finally found the display case that held his precious items. He gritted his teeth and bashed his clenched fist into the glass. It shattered noisily, and a few of the shards embedded themselves into his knuckles. Dang! He thought. That hurt!

The blades felt cold in his hands and he stared at them fondly. He had never taken the time to look closely at it, but somebody did one heck of a job making them. Aerrow put on his armor and put his blades in their place at his sides.

He turned around and raced towards the bunker- hopefully he'd find a talon switch-blade elite in there somewhere. And maybe he'd be able to drive it.

Gradually he went into a more populated area of the ship and became more cautious. Surprisingly, he made it to the bunker without being spotted with relative ease. He looked around the empty bunker. Why in the world is it empty? He thought.

His gaze landed on a tarp covering up some sort of object underneath. Aerrow walked over to it and lifted the tarp off. He stared at it unable to move. A heli-scooter much like Piper's was hidden in the bunker. In fact, it was Piper's. Piper's here, he thought. What will happen when Master Cyclonis finds her- and where is she?

He went off to find her.

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Piper was starting to get worried. She hadn't been able to find Aerrow in any of the rooms she had seen and the vent felt like it was getting smaller. Radarr followed her without making a sound, but she could tell he was getting nervous.

She had to find Aerrow and fast. Piper didn't want any of the Cyclonians to find out that she was roaming around the vent system like a rat. Her breathing was becoming more and more harsh. She didn't like this.

If Aerrow was out of his cell than he would be looking for a ride to get off this place. That meant a bunker. She quickened her crawl in the puny vent, but unfortunately the vent didn't want to take her weight any more and she was flung down into a room.

Not the kind room you'd want to fall into either. It was Master Cyclonis' throne room and right now she was sitting in the throne, looking slightly surprised to see Piper in the room. Dark Ace, Snipe, and Ravess all been assembled in the room listening to Master Cyclonis' rantings.

Piper tried to get up, but her side was in too much pain. Radarr growled as Dark Ace approached and picked up Piper by the throat. Piper felt her lungs being deprived of oxygen and with her hands she grabbed onto his arm trying to ease the pain.

"I should kill you right now," he snarled. "Everything you brats have done to me!"

Master Cyclonis stood. "Let go of her," she ordered. The Cyclonians looked at her like she was losing her mind. She rolled her eyes at their stupidity. "Aerrow is still on this ship, and we'll use this girl as leverage. Use your heads, idiots."

Dark Ace let go of Piper and she landed on the ground gasping for breath. Piper stared at Master Cyclonis. Why does she want him so bad? She asked herself.

"Why do you want the kid so much?" Dark Ace questioned his leader. "What does he have that you want?"

The Cyclonian queen merely smirked at him. "I think that Aerrow will tell us when we recapture him," she stated. "The sky knight is very bright, after all."

Dark Ace frowned and then looked down at Piper. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up into a standing position. "Don't worry, Master Cyclonis," he said. "I won't let her get away, not like Snipe over there." He grinned at the glowering Snipe.

Piper groaned for the action caused her side to ache even more. Radarr who had been still clinging to the vents, jumped onto the unsuspecting man and clawed at his eyes with an enraged shriek. Sadly for Radarr, Dark Ace was able to grab the rabbit, and threw him across the room violently.

He whimpered as he hit the wall and sank to the ground, unconscious. Piper tried to go to him, but the henchman wouldn't allow her to move even a muscle. She watched as her little friend closed his eyes. She breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't stop breathing.

"How dare you!" she screamed and started to struggle with Dark Ace. "How dare you do that to Radarr!"

"Shut up you little rat," Dark Ace shouted, anger rising.

"Now, now," Master Cyclonis warned, tapping her fingers on the side of the throne rather boredly. "I would not appreciate it if the girl ends up dead. And mind your manners, for they will surely get you punished."

"Aerrow!" Piper yelled. Her scream ricocheted throughout the ship.

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Aerrow halted. He could hear Piper's plea.

He knew that he would never abandon his own team- they had been there for him when he needed them the most and he wasn't going to let them down. That would break the only commitment he had ever made.

Flashback:

At the age of twelve Aerrow had been sent to some kind of a 'boot camp.' "Anne?" he asked, very uncertain. "Why do I have to be here?"

His aunt smiled at him unpleasantly. "I find faults in your attitude that should be fixed," she stated, not meanly but certainly not kindly. "This is the best place to do exactly that."

With that she left the dormitory. He stared after her. Why was he being left here to suffer? And what faults did he have?

"Aerrow," a man said to him. "Here there is one rule that you must always obey no matter what. And that is to never leave anyone behind."

"How does that apply to my life?" Aerrow asked curiously.

"You shall see," the man smiled and led the cautious twelve-year-old to his 'house' for he would share it with three other boys. "Aerrow," he said pointing to the other boys when he said their names. "This is Norman, Finn, and Greg. This is your team, have fun boys. Meet at the battle arena in one hour. It's time to practice the golden rule."

Aerrow glanced at their faces. They all seemed friendly enough. "What is it you all do here anyways?" he asked, trying to strike up a conversation.

"We pretty much do battle simulations and 'practice the golden rule,'" the one named Finn said.

"Sounds… not fun," Aerrow summarized.

An hour passed by and it was time to go. Finn had become attached to him as soon as they started talking and now they were calling each other 'best friends.'

Being totally tired, for he hadn't slept last night, didn't pay any attention to what the man had said to the gathered teams.

Starting the simulation was easy, but soon it became a nightmare. There were blasts of any energy cannons coming from everywhere. One of the blasts struck Aerrow in the leg and cried out in pain falling to the ground.

He thought he had been forgotten, but then he saw Finn coming back. He tried to get his new friend to go on without him, but the blond was as stubborn as ever. "The golden rule!" was all he shouted as he dragged Aerrow up off the ground. "I never leave a teammate behind." He smiled triumphantly.

And to this day Finn and Aerrow kept the motto.

End of flashback.

He pulled out his energy blades and ran to help his friend- and more importantly- his teammate. Aerrow stopped and then slowly walked up to the throne room. He could see Piper struggling in Dark Ace's grasp.

Aerrow took a deep breath and entered the throne room. "Let her go, Cyclonis," he stated. All the attention of the room was now directed towards him. "She isn't needed."

"Oh, but she is," Master Cyclonis answered. "It's so nice of you to join us."

"Let her go," he repeated. "Better let go of her."

"Or else what, boy," she sneered.

He sighed. He didn't think he'd have to go that far… but how would he be able to get Piper out of there without being killed?

"Or else your only guide will no longer be here to guide you," he warned and raised his blade to his own throat.

That made the ruler start. Her eyes narrowed, and she pursed her lips thoughtfully. This had not been predicted. "Release the brat," Master Cyclonis ordered. Piper was thrown to the ground and she tried to get up.

Piper ran towards Radarr and picked the furry bundle up into her arms. Coming over to Aerrow she gave him a demanding look. He shrugged and once she was behind him they both dashed out of the room.

"Curious," Aerrow stated. "Where's your staff?"

"Um, still up in the vent somewhere," she said, ashamed.

"Well, I guess we'll have to get it," Aerrow smiled at her.

"Yep," she answered.

"So much for escaping," he murmured, and took off to retrieve her staff.

Thanks to everyone that have reviewed so far! Reviews are still appreciated.

And a quick summary on events- another chapter might not come out for awhile for I am going to be gone this weekend. Sorry…

Thank you Green Peridot for some suggestions.