The Far Side Fray Chapter 5, a storm hawks fanfic

ALL RIGHTY! Finally done this chapter! I wasn't fully satisfied with this chapter but after revising it and editing, I liked it :) It took me forever just to get around to upload it but I have done it now :) Enjoy! plz leave reviews!

Storm Hawks

Far Side Fray

Chapter 5: Twas The White Devil You Saw!

Three skimmers were up in the skies and their riders fighting the nipping cold winds. If they didn't find help soon, either they would freeze in midair or the skimmers' wings would collect ice and block up. Just when the leader was about to call back his friends and turn around, the skimmer's radio spoke a familiar voice and it seemed quite joyful.

"Hey guys! I see something in my direction! I think…I think it's a town!" expressed the blond rider through his radio.

"We're coming your way, Finn." Aerrow responded. Finally! After almost two hours of cold, endless searching in the skies.

Two skimmers joined the one who's rider spotted the town. "Guys, Wait! We should go on the ground from this point. We don't know if flying would attract any unwanted attention." Piper advised. She had a good point. They knew nothing of this part of the Atmos. It was best to keep a low cover until they learned more.

The three landed their rides about a mile away from the town and from there they continued their way. When they arrived inside the town, they parked the skimmers and looked around. There was something odd about this town. Now that they were actually in it, they could see that the buildings were not houses or shops but more like shacks and cabins. They realized this was some kind of working site. Mining perhaps? Maybe they were in the process of building a town, yet who would want to live around here except for Blizzarians. Were their any Blizzarians on this side of the Atmos?

"Well, let's go see if we can't get anyone to help us or at least get directions." Aerrow said and started walking.

"Or even just some warmth for a little moment." Piper replied and fallowed her sky knight.

"Or some food." Added a shivering Finn.

The three walked deeper into the town and when all seemed just too quiet, voices could be herd from inside one of the buildings. They fallowed the voices to its source and they were now standing outside a long cabin, which looked like a gathering hall. They peeped inside one of the windows and saw a group of men and women in what resembled the style of cyclonian work suites and all seem to be having a good time, laughing loudly, clinging their drink filled mugs together and some seem to be arm wrestling.

"Is this… a bar?" Finn asked in confusion.

"Maybe these workers are on break." Piper tried to figure out what this place was.

Aerrow turned to his two teammates with his famous grin "If they ask, we're nineteen."

"Aerrow, are you crazy? We can't just go in a bar! In the middle of nowhere! With people we don't know anything about!" Piper kept on adding.

"If we go by our real age and name, we could blow our cover. Even if they don't know anything about us, I don't want to take a risk. Besides, if we let them know our real age, won't they think it's kind of odd that three seventeen year olds randomly found themselves here?"

"Fine. But we can't spend to much time in there." Piper agreed to go ahead with Aerrow's plan.

"Sweet!" came from the blond sharpshooter anxious to get inside and possibly have a chance at getting food.

When the three walked in, the room went quiet and were stared at in shock by the people in the bar. They completely forgot in what state they were. The three were covered in cuts and bruises from the crash, had oil and some blood stains on their clothing, they seemed starved and Aerrow was still pale from his infection not to mention they were also covered in frost.

One, quite well built, scruffy man put his mug down, stood up and walked over to the three strangers as he looked at them from head to toe in wonder and confusion. Where did they come from?

"Can I help you lads?" the larger man asked.

"Uh, hi." Aerrow responded, slightly intimidated.

"You lost?"

"Well, a little bit yeah. My friends and I were wondering if we could get some help."

"Hem, sure, but first sit down a bit, you guys look like you could use some rest. Tell me, where d'you guys come from exactly?" The men asked curious of these three young lads.

"Thanks, but we can't stay for to long, the rest of us stayed behind while we went out for help." Piper jumped in and tried to avoid giving out to much information about them selves. She had a real bad feeling about this place and didn't want to stay any longer then they had to.

"The rest of yas? What do you mean? What are you talking about?" The man wanted to know more as he found this pretty strange.

"Well, you see, it's kind of a long story-"

"Long story short, we were attacked and our carrier crash landed about a day ago in the mountains." Finn interrupted his leader. "Finn!" Piper scolded him. This was more information they were supposed to let out until they got to know these people.

"Wait a minute, who are you guys?" A woman spoke out.

"I'm Aer-Atos!" Aerrow caught himself before he revealed his real name and continued "And this is Lila and Jake."

"Well, Atos, since you guys are lost, I bet you don't know much about this area. I hope you didn't leave your other friends unarmed back in those mountains."

"What do you mean?" Aerrow asked growing worried.

"The white devil." A voice from the back of the room answered. Everyone turned to an older man who was sitting at the end of the bar's counter, looking into his mug. "She will finish them." He continued and turned to face the three lost youngsters in the now deathly silent crowd. As he did, Aerrow, Piper and Finn were shocked at the site of a massive scar on the old man's face. "Just like she finished my brother and I's crew." He added.

"I'm Sorry?" Piper was trying to fallow what this mysterious man was telling them.

"We were eight men! Only one came out alive and it was I. She is a beast, that white devil." The scarred man finished.

"And who is this guy?" Finn asked in the larger man's ear.

"This is old Rick. That violent monster attacked him along with his brother and his mining expedition crew. This beast, the white devil is said to be a deathly omen to the men who try to venture into its territory. We don't know exactly what it is in those mountains, but we know it doesn't want us there. Even here, we've been terrorized. Our numbers have diminished over the past year."

"So, why are you guys still here then?" Aerrow asked.

"We were ordered. It's our work. Our mining company is in direct alliance with the Cyclonian Empire and there is nothing that will stop us from helping our masters. We owe them a lot actually!"

"Cyclonians?" Finn whispered to Piper.

"Uh oh, I knew there was something wrong about this place." She whispered back.

This was just great, not only was there a murderous monster out there that could be hunting down the rest of his squadron but they were now surrounded by cyclonian allies. Aerrow could feel Finn and Piper grow uneasy. He himself was very uncomfortable and anxious however he had to keep in character and not panic.

"Em, this was a great chat but we should really get back to the rest of our friends, you know, especially with that thing out there." Aerrow tried to excuse himself and started to walk away until a large, strong hand stopped him by grabbing his shoulder.

"Hold on a sec! You guys just got here. And what about the help ya needed? And you still haven't answered some of my questions. Where are you guys from? And what are you exactly? You must be pretty important if you guys had a carrier ship." The man insisted on knowing about them. He knew there was something odd about these three.

"Uh, nope! We're no one important. We only have a carrier because uh…em"

"Because we're nomads!" Piper jumped in to try and save her friend who was cracking under the pressure.

" Oh really eh? So you're some kind of gypsy then. You have your own rules eh? The bigger man continued asking now putting one fist into his other hand. Aerrow took a step back.

"Not quite…um" the red head tried to respond but didn't know what to say.

What's with the weapons? They look like older war weapons." A woman asked. They were all growing suspicious of the trio.

"Oh these old things? Um, we found them and as nomads, we need a way to defend our selves right?" Finn tried to help.

"Yeah, defend against cyclonians. And that insignia of yours doesn't represent any of the cyclonian empire's branches either!" The man said as he tugged on the metal hawk Aerrow had on his back.

"Um, that's a uh… aw crap." Aerrow couldn't come up with anything and knew with every question, they sunk deeper into suspicion by the cyclonian allies.

"I think we should go now." Piper suggested and as she turned to head for the door, she bumped in another man's large chest as he was blocking the way to the exit. Soon, the miners surrounded the three.

"Oh no." she said.

"You know what I think?" This second large man said as he grabbed the petite navigator by the wrists. "You guys have a ship of your own, you got weapons no longer used in the cyclonian armies, you're each wearing the same insignia not representing any branches of the cyclonian Empire and an entirely different style. I think you guys are rebels!" he said as he tightened his grip on Piper's arms, making her hold back a small yelp.

"Leave her alone!" Aerrow screamed as he tried to make a run towards her but was yanked back by the same man who stopped him earlier and was thrown to the floor. When he tried to get back up he was pushed back down by a heavy boot to his abdomen, this causing him to let out a scream of pain.

"GAAAH!" He was instantly reminded of his wound by the searing pain coming from his torso.

"Aerrow!" Piper tried to get loose from the solid grips almost crushing her wrists.

"Get off of him!" Finn jumped on the man holding his friend down until two others pulled him off.

"Do you know what we do to rebels, boy?" The scruffy bigger man said as he grabbed the redhead by the collar. "We execute them or use them as live bate for the White Devil!" he continued as he brought Aerrow closer to his face.

The three were dragged out the cabin and thrown to the ground. The rest of the miners fallowed and surrounded them.

"Aerrow, what are we going to do?" Piper asked almost in panic.

"If we want a chance to make it back to the others, there's only one thing to do." He responded and drew his weapons and slightly winced in pain from his wound.

"Ha! You think you three can take all of us? Look at you!" the man laughed at them.

"Piper! Now!" Aerrow ordered and with that, Piper through one of the rainbow smoke crystals to the ground. This caused a large enough cloud of smoke, giving them enough time to run through the crowd.

"GET THEM!" the man yelled.

"Quick, lets find our skimmers and get out of here!" Piper said as she tried to run at full speed while almost dragging Aerrow by the arm.

"Uh oh!" Finn said as he stopped abruptly. "We need to find an other way to our rides!" he pointed out some miners who found a way around to block their way.

"This way!" Piper spotted a possible exit in between other cabins and yanked Aerrow with her as she turned. However, when they thought they had a way out, the three were blindsided and lead to a dead end by the angry miners. Aerrow, Piper and Finn were now side by side with there weapons raised and realized they were cornered. The cyclonian allies now pointing their gun staffs at them. Aerrow was trying to focus his energy to form the lightning claw attack but the searing pain in his torso made it almost impossible to breath right and ground himself. Piper was still to weak to use the binding and Finn could only do so much with his crossbow when he was surrounded by almost thirty enemies. This can't be the end! What about the others? They thought to themselves.

Piper had a sudden flashback of when she and Aerrow were hanging on to their lives at the top of Cyclonia's tower. She remembered something that Aerrow said which always stuck to her ever since. "If we're going down, we're going down together."

It couldn't be over! She was loosing herself in her thoughts until she was brought back to reality by a loud explosion behind the angry crowd of miners. Everyone turned to see the source of the loud noise. Everyone went quiet and smoke started to rise. They all started to look around to see the cause of this.

"Up there!" one man pointed beyond the smoke to a strange figure on top of one of the taller cabins. In a blink of an eye, it was gone.

"Alright, lets find the bastard who's wasting our dynamite!" The bigger man charged his staff.

"You five! Keep an eye on them, the rest, come with me!" he ordered.

The three Storm Hawks were left with the five men, two of them looking out incase that figure showed up again and the other three with their staffs raised at them.

"We can take' em!" Aerrow said as he was about to charge at one of them until they all started falling down one at a time, each letting out a yelp as they fell to the floor.

"What the?" the three asked them selves and saw a small throwing knife imbedded in each of the five men.

"Or we could just leave it up to that guy up there." Finn said as he pointed to the figure who reappeared on top of another cabin. The figure just stood there and looked at them until the voices of the other miners were heard coming back. The mysterious figure whirled around and ran off.

"Hey! Wait!" Aerrow called out.

"There's no time Aerrow! Let's go before they come back!" Piper pulled him by the arm and the three ran off. When they found their rides, they jumped on them just on time as they were spotted again.

"They're running away! Get them!"

They roared their engines and took flight before the crowd of cyclonian allies caught up to them and headed back to where they left the rest of their squadron.

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