Author's note: yeah, I really need to update quicker… my bad. But I'm back and will be updating a few chapters in quick succession since I already have them typed out, then I'll be on a break for a while because I have exams. Do I really need to do a disclaimer? You know I don't own Storm Hawks.
ANNIVERSARY part 1
" Tanner, you have to get the boy back, in the hand of Cyclonis he his a dangerous weapon!"
Tanner took a deep breath, controlling his anger so he didn't shout at the registrar. " Sir, we are devising a plan, but since Cyclonis has made changes in the security, it is harder to infiltrate the palace. Plus we'll have to take the boy while he's sleeping, I can't beat him in battle."
" You have two weeks Tanner, after that, Aerrow is a traitor to the Atmos and there is nothing we can do to save him."
Tanner shook his head. It had been almost a year since Aerrow had joined Cyclonia, yet everyone still had hope that their hero would return. He had seen it in the squadron's eyes. They wanted their old pal back. And it was down to him to see that Aerrow came home. He bowed to the Council and left.
" Two weeks!"
" Yes Finn, we have two weeks to get Aerrow back, or he's a traitor and an outcast in the eyes of the law." Tanner explained to the sharpshooter for the umpteenth time.
" Two weeks! How the fu-" He paused when he saw Piper glaring at him, "How in the name of Atmos are we supposed to get him back in two weeks?"
Tanner sighed, " I don't know. We've tried everything, the council have pretty much accepted that Aerrow won't come back of his own accord so it's down to us. But I don't know how we're going to get him back."
Aerrow stared out over the vast expanse of red. Nearly a year since he had started calling this place home. Life had done a full circle. He had started with Lark as one of his closest friends, and now they were back on the same side. Or maybe history had repeated itself. The old Storm Hawks had been betrayed, now here he was, in the Cyclonian ranks. He had promised himself when he was much younger that if history did repeat itself, he was totally getting a dinosaur for Christmas.
" Master Aerrow, Master Cyclonis wishes to speak with you."
Aerrow turned around. He didn't recognise the Talon that had addressed him, but then again they all looked the same. He swore they were all from the same gene pool, perhaps Lark had been dabbling in genetic engineering. Atmos knew there was probably a crystal for it. He nodded in thanks to the unknown Talon and sauntered straight past him, heading for the throne room.