Author's Note: This is fun! Please review!
I do not own the Storm Hawks.
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She looked at the unconscious body of the Wallop without pity. Taking him down had been too easy, no fun at all. At least no one knew she was on their ship—her crystal stealth technology had been sure of that.
No, she didn't kill the Wallop. She was a teenager, not a cold-blooded killer. Yet. An evil smile which would have made Dark Ace jealous lit up her features. It was like she had the whole ship to herself. Which Storm Hawk would she pay a visit to next?
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Finn sat in his room, carefully grooming his hair before he went to sleep. He saw her in the mirror as she slunk in through his door. He turned around, resigned. "I don't have a chance, do I?" he said. He lunged towards his crossbow, which was lying a few feet away, in the middle of his sentence, hoping to catch her off guard.
She was never off guard. She blasted his weapon into dust with a burst of crystal energy from her staff, then using the same energy and control, picked him up and pinned him to the wall.
She stalked up to him, savoring the victory. "Do you have any regrets, Finn?" she teased in her strange, musical voice.
Finn was eyeing her hopefully. "Well, I've never kissed a girl—" he began.
She looked disgusted. "I'm not about to change that," she retorted. She shot another blast of energy, and, pinned by her first one, there was nothing he could do to dodge it. He crumpled unmoving onto the floor.
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How is it? Too cheesy? Action bad? Anyway, this story is going to be short (I mean, only six members, so really, there are only so many chapters I can write) so please review!!!!!!