Halright, we're back, and in this chapter, Fybi's going to meet a certain someone special. So le's watch!


KND Moonbase

"Arrgh, well, that coulda gone better." Said Chris as he and Sector V walked into Cheren's office, a little recovered, but still feeling the zaps from that battle with Phosphora.

"It's weird how our ponytails stick up like this." Haylee said as her and Haruka's ponytail/pigtails stood straight up like spikes, the tips connected by two electrical beams on Haruka's pigtails.

"So, whatcha doin', Bro?" Aurora asked as Cheren studied a computer at his desk, while Panini stood behind him.

"I'm checking out the battle." Cheren replied. "It wasn't a total loss. Take a look." On his screen, two clips of the first and second battles with Phosphora replayed. "During the second battle, Phosphora didn't put up much of a fight compared with the first one."

"So I'm guessing the big electrical dragon didn't count." Mason said, still trying to brush his hair down as it flowed with electricity.

"Oh, and check this out." Cheren instructed. "I noticed that, Phosphora's scarf was only slightly longer in the first battle, and this time, it was shorter." He paused the two clips and pointed out the two different scarfs.

"So, she probably had more around her neck." Aurora guessed.

"Not quite. Check THIS out." Cheren replayed the part where Phosphora let loose the electrical dragon, zooming in on the blue scarf around her neck as it suddenly shrank a few inches. "It looks like, whenever Phosphora uses up power, her scarf gets shorter. I think we may've found her weakness."

"Her scarf?" Panini asked.

"Yeah. So I'm gonna attack her one more time just to confirm this."

"HUH?" Aurora exclaimed. "Cheren, haven't you learned ANY thing from playing the hero all the time? You're just like our dad."

"And people think that I look like him." Chris remarked.

"Hey, I'm not going alone." Cheren refuted. "Nebula offered to go with me. Look, guys, if I'm right about this, and we have the info we need, we may have a shot at taking down Phosphora for good. Then the Forces of Nature will be called into retreat, and we may be another step closer to winning this war."

"Cheren, our Head of Decommissioning's already in the medical wing, we can't lose our Supreme Leader, too." Panini tried to reason. "And plus, ya couldn't even take on Cragalanche without gettin' yerself captured."

"Hey. A leader's gotta do what a leader's gotta do." Cheren stated simply. "But if it's for the good of the Kids Next Door, I'll risk anything." With that, Cheren grabbed some supplies and left his office, leaving several worried operatives behind.

Fybi's House

A couple hours passed, and Fybi was still at bed in her dark room, unable to sleep because of her extreme sadness. The door creaked open, letting light into the room, as none other than Anthony stepped in with a positive look. "Hey, Fybi! Wanna go down to McDonald's and grab a burger? That'd sure teach Viridi! Ya need some tasty meats to feel yummy in your tummy, right?"

"Nay… I hath always enjoyed flying to yonder clown's abode. There ist no point now…"

"Aw, come on! How long are you gonna keep yourself locked up in your room?"

"Until the day I breathe no more. Lest, my wings never grow back."

"Well, how can you let that ruin your spirits? Heck, Drake Puncture lost his hand during a mission, but he ain't all depressed. What was all that crud about you tellin' me to 'live life to the fullest', or whatever?"

"I am misspoken." Fybi corrected as she rolled over to face him. "Pray, the whole point of 'living our lives' is to have the freedom to do what we love most. My whole reason for existence, as any angel or airbender's, is to be free. Without the wings to do, I hath no freedom. I am glued to the ground, like tiny, helpless fly to unholy tape. And if I canst not fly… I am never to be like my hero."

"You're… hero?" Anthony questioned.

"My very idol, the statue that I gaze upon, whom is the reason I hath learned to taketh to the air to soar beside him. …Him!" Fybi snatched a small, square-shaped box from her nightstand and held it to Anthony's face.

Anthony stared curiously at the box cover of Kid Icarus: Uprising, where the heroic angel protagonist held his bow at the ready. "Oh yeah… that angel dude?"

"He is Pit Icarus, and yon videogame weakly describes what he's done. Pit wast a heroic angel, famous to all Skypians for his deeds during the Old Demon Wars. Pit wast the one who hast saved our fair land from the dreaded Queen of Darkness, known to all as Medusa." Anthony and Fybi already pictured this in their minds, of stormy skies and dark lightning over a towering monster of snake hair. "Medusa's influence has spread fear and chaos across the land, but it was Pit who lay the evil being to rest." Their minds pictured the image of a brave, fearless angel, his wings brimming with light as he launched a golden arrow into the eye of the hideous giantess himself.

"My mother always told me of these tales when I was younger. And henceforth, my dream was always to be like the grand angel in yonder tales. The BOW which I wield in battle was entirely designed after his. But alas… my dreams hath been burned… just like mine wings."

"But, Fybi.."

"Pray, just leave me be. Why shouldst thee have to see me like this?"

Anthony only let out a depressed sigh. The Sector Leader decided to abide by his friend's wish and leave her room, closing the door.

As Anthony was about to leave for the exit, he heard a voice, "Hey!"

Anthony looked down and saw his new friend, Vweeb on the floor, wearing his usual positive smile. "Hey, Vweeb. Whatchu up to?" Anthony asked, sitting along the wall outside Fybi's door as Vweeb walked a little closer.

"Eh, me and the others got back from a battle with that Phosphora chick. Boy, they were right, she is tough."

"Shyah, no kidding. Thanks to her, Fybi's wings are busted, and now she won't come out of her room because she can't fly anymore." Anthony explained with an aggravated look. "She's been all upset about this all day."

"Well, it's never easy to get over the loss of a limb." Vweeb said. "Besides, maybe she's upset because she can't take you flying anymore. Ya really enjoyed that, didn't ya?"

"Yeah… but, man, I really don't care about the flying, to be honest. …I just wanna hang out with her again. She's my best friend. Whether we're flying or not, I'm always looking forward to seeing her." As he explained this next part, Anthony only looked off dreamily. "That soft, frizzy hair… those beautiful green eyes, always filled with life… that gorgeous angelic voice that always puts me in a good mood… And she's just so…so great…"

"Well, why don't you just tell her that? I'm sure that's all she needs."

"What? Are you crazy? I can't just tell her that. It'd be… weird!" Unbeknownst to Anthony, Fybi was standing just beside the door, listening to this conversation.

"Well, how else do you plan to cheer her up?"

"I don't know." Anthony sighed. "I guess we'll just wait for her to get over it on her own or something."

"You think she will?"

"Who knows. Airbenders. Let's go back to my treehouse." Fybi listened as Anthony left down the hall, likely with Vweeb in hand.

The upset angel returned to her bed and lied down, staring up at the ceiling in thought.

Skypian Temple

From the heavens high above, inside of an ancient temple, a beautiful, green-haired goddess, alit with a golden light and wearing a long, white flowing dress, similar to the Greeks', viewed the sight of the depressed angel through her reflecting pool. Her emerald green eyes drifted over to a winged figure standing beside a doorway. "It's time, Pit." The heroic angel saluted before dashing and jumping out the window, taking flight with his glowing wings.

The Battlesite Storm

Cheren and Nebula were now on their own, flying on Cheren's ROADSTAR over the barren battlefield and under the stormy sky. "Do you always get a kick out of being so heroic?" Nebula asked him with a raised brow.

"It's not that I wanna be heroic. It's just I don't want anybody to get hurt."

"Right. So why'd you bring me along?"

"Well, because I need a little backup. And you're strong enough. Not to mention you can shoot lightning, so we kind of have an advantage."

"Aw, I'm flattered. We really oughta go on missions more often."

"Too bad this mission's about to become a total failure." They were both startled when Phosphora zipped right up in front of their car, hovering above them.

"That's her." Cheren stated with gritted teeth as Nebula shot up to throw a Starburst. Phosphora dodged by zipping behind, zapping lightning at Nebula's backside and pushing her away. Cheren switched his ROADSTAR to autopilot and kicked on his rocket shoes, drawing out his sword as he flew and swung at Phosphora from behind. Phosphora instantly avoided and got behind Cheren, kicking the boy away. Cheren turned and scowled as he and Nebula flew in to attack again. They both threw kicks and swings from all directions, but Phosphora was still able to avoid.

The Lightning Flash woman touched her wrists together yet again to charge another lightning snake. However, as the electric beams circled her arms, and the snake was ready to come out, Phosphora grunted and ceased the attack, fixing the shortened scarf around her neck. Cheren smirked and flew forth, charging the woman in the belly and wrapping around her, beginning to fly and ram her to the ground. Phosphora zipped free right away, and Cheren slowed down, and Phosphora appeared in front of Nebula. The lightningbender unleashed a wave of lightning, but Nebula countered with her own Space Lightning. When they stopped, Phosphora charged and tackled Nebula, attempting to zap her, but Cheren shot up and flew above Phosphora, the woman looking up to see him come down with a sword strike.

Phosphora zipped away, and Cheren slowed to a halt beside Nebula. Phosphora appeared ahead of them and threw her arms up in the air, yelling another cry as lightning struck from the clouds and zapped the airborne kids, making them sizzle with electricity. Burnt and brown with soot, the two leaders lost their flight ability and plummeted directly to the ground. The ROADSTAR immediately shot downward and took land on the ground, successfully catching the kids in its soft seats.

As they sparked with electricity, too weak to sit up, Panini and the Sector V team hurried over to their aid. "Cheren!" Panini shouted.

The Sector V group angrily looked up at Phosphora. The electrical woman winked and waved at them before flying into the clouds.

"So, how'd it go, Bro?" Chris asked as Cheren was barely able to sit up.

"Nnn…" Cheren grunted a little, but smirked as he reached down and pulled the Master Sword from beneath the seat. "Did you get all that, Fi?"

The blue spirited jumped from the sword and spoke, "Of course, Master. I have analyzed the battle sequence as requested."

Fybi's House

The little angel still lay at rest in her room as the blue night sky hung in the heavens. She sighed to herself, still lost in thought over Anthony's words. She heard a mysterious flapping outside her window, standing up and walking over to find a huge, red bird with a big beak. "Thou art… Rachel's Loftwing." Fybi recognized.

The Crimson Loftwing gestured for Fybi to climb on its back. Fybi bore a confused look, feeling like she was dreaming, but decided to climb onto the back of the massive bird, anyhow. The bird soared into the heavens as Fybi felt the nighttime air pushing past her face and blowing her hair. She almost assumed this is how Anthony felt when she took him flying. The two flew higher into the cloudy heavens before the bird flew right above the clouds. Fybi gazed beautifully at the millions of sparkling stars in the blue sky, the surface of the planet blocked from their vision by the sea of clouds. The only thing that made Fybi's form glow was the presence of the huge, crescent moon in the heavens. In the very distance of the cloudy sea, a cheerful, singing voice was heard. A voice that made Fybi's eyes widened, not believing it to be true.

"Again today I go-a soaring through the sky! My enemies I'll dish 'em up enough to fry! Gracious Goddess of the Light… watches from up above. At dinnertime I always show the cook some LOVE!"

Fybi smiled at hearing this familiar, childish voice. She closed her eyes and begun to sing to the heavens as well. "Another day I go-a soaring through the air! I fly from under where, and perhaps to over there! As bird or yonder bat… who wouldst hath think of that? Lest the roaring planes up and maketh thee go SPLAT!"

The great angel, Pit Icarus himself, soared all around the Crimson Loftwing as he and Fybi sung joyfully. "Another day we go-a soaring through the clouds! Under the sun to protect from evil shrouds! The sun light shines so bright… warms the walls of blight. So everyday, we're looking forward to the FIGHT!"

Fybi gasped with extreme glee and shock. "Pray, doth my eyes deceive! It is… Pit Icarus! The great angel… whom hath slayed Medusa!"

"Hehe, that's right! I didn't know I had a fan. I was barely in any games…"

"Pray, wherefore wouldst thou not? ? Thine deeds are legendary! Thou art the greatest Skypian that ever lived! …Ay, alas, I could never be like you. My wings… they art no more." She looked back and indicated her scorched wings.

"Fybi, I'll let you in on a little secret: my wings don't work either."

"Pray tell? !" Fybi was dumbstruck. "But tell to me… how thine wings art glowing with grace and beauty! How thou soars across the air with me!"

"I never really learned how to fly on my own. Everything is all Lady Palutena's doing. I'm no real hero, Fybi. I'd be nothing without her. What's in those games are accurate."

"Verily… but thine actions still maketh thee a hero. Thou still possesses the wings to fly. Me… I hath nothing."

"That's not true, Fybi. I may not know how to fly on my own… but that's never really got me down. Too much. The point is, I have Lady Palutena. And while she may be my master… she's also my best friend. Now, I'm not saying your friends could magically give you the power to make you fly. All I'm saying is… just because you can't fly anymore, that's no reason to despair. All you really need in life are good friends that are willing to help you. Sound familiar?"

"Hm hm hm…" Fybi chuckled, suddenly realizing this same thing just happened to Anthony a few days ago.

"Anyway, I have to go. Power of Flight only lasts five minutes. Not the best fuel economy in Skypia."

"Ah ha ha ha!"

"So, you think you'll hang out with Anthony tomorrow?"

"Yea… methinks I wilt. I thanketh thee for this talk."

"It was my pleasure! I'll see you later, Fybi."

"Until the morrow, or mayhap beyond! Fare thee well, fair Pit!" Fybi waved good-bye to the angel as the Loftwing took her away below the clouds. Pit smiled and waved to the Irish redhead as she vanished beneath the clouds, the angelic hero keeping his positive look as he stared into the starry heavens.

Fybi's House

"Oh?" Fybi shot up from her bed, the morning sun shining through her window. "Was it… a dream?"

There was a knock at her door, and her mother called. "Fybi? 'Tis thy mother. Yon Anthony is here to speak with thee."

"Oh… he may come in, yea?"

The door slowly creaked open, and Anthony walked in. "Fybi… I know you might still be upset… but I really wish you'd come and hang out with us. You might not be able to fly anymore… but I really miss you, and, you're my best friend, and…"

"Pray, speaketh no more." Fybi spoke as she hopped off from the bed. "'Tis true, I wast very upset. I didst not believe I could ever become hopeful again, having lost my true reasons for living. But mayhap… thou art all I need to liveth life with." Fybi smiled. "Because… thou art my best friend, too. And… life wouldst be meaningless without thee."

Anthony blushed goofily and shifted his feet along the floor. "Aww… hehehe, hu…"

"Pray, willst thou stand there and be red with face, or dost thou wisheth to go dine on tasty burgers, further cloudening Viridi's mind?"

"Heck, yeah!"

Fybi slipped on her brown Greek sandals, and the two friends raced for the front door. As Fybi stepped outside, she stood and felt the warm morning sun touch her face. The Irish angel closed her eyes and smelled the pleasant morning air. After being locked inside all yesterday, it felt good to breathe fresh air again… assuming what happened last night was a dream.

As Anthony stepped beside his friend, Fybi smirked and smacked him on the air. "Raceth thee!"

"Hey!" Fybi laughed playfully as she sprinted fast down the street, making many high leaps over houses with her airbending, very light on her feet as she made landings and continued dashing as Anthony tried to give chase.

Underworld Dungeons

A gigantic figure, shrouded in pitch-black darkness, watched in extreme disgust as Pit spoke with Fybi Fulbright. The entity hissed and fumed with anger, her eyes brimming with malice at the vision in her reflecting pool. "Pretty…" she kicked the pool, "perfect…" she punched the wall, "Goddess of LIGHT!" She grabbed the pool and shoved it over, the many gallons of water spilling across the grounds of her prison. The towering entity panted with frustration as she stomped away from the water, quaking the dungeon at each step her gigantic feet took. "Just like in the old days… my bigger sister has to get all up in my business. Her and her little… Pitty pet. Well… I won't let them stop me again. She can have her precious Lights… because I have plenty of Darknesses to spare, mmm hm hm hm hm hm…"


So yeah, didn't take long for Fybi to let crap go. :P Anyhoo, I know it may sound short, but this story's coming to a close. I didn't really see any way I could expand this, this even originated as a one-shot at first. Plus, there are a ton of other Nextgen stories I need to work on, before I can write MASKED. So, Phosphora's weakness is the scarf, and only 227 got that. Anyway, next time, we will pretty much set off for the action stage of the story, and then challenge Phosphora. Later.