Storm Hawks, Defenders of the Far Side, Chapter 13Aerrow sat on the Condor's runway, his feet dangling over the side and the wind buffeting him from all directions. He didn't mind… he had got used to it. He had been sat outside for the better part of the last six hours, thinking things through. He hadn't been able to stomach the shocked and somehow pitying looks on his teams' faces so he had just walked out. Now that he thought about it… he wasn't that surprised by their reactions.
After all… Dark Ace had been their enemy for quite some time… though if he thought back… it had only been a couple of years… Aerrow sighed. Having accepted that it could be true, he had avoided his own advice and started to dwell on it. Now he found he could not stop. What could it mean? How could this affect things… These thoughts had been tumbling around inside his head for hours, and he just couldn't seem to find the answers.
He started as light footsteps came up behind him. At the gentle hand on his back, he realised that it was Piper.
"Aerrow?" her voi
Storm Hawks, Defenders of the Fra Side, Chapter 16Aerrow opened his eyes and held back a groan as he pushed himself into a sitting position. He felt as though his entire body was on fire. Testing his muscles, he realised that he must have pulled a muscle in his right arm. From the ache in his chest, he figured that he must have at least two fractured ribs, and he knew that he must be covered in bruises. There was a deep cut in his right arm, and down his right leg, from halfway down his calf to the knee, and his left arm was covered with small cuts and scrapes. And, to top it all off, he had a raging headache, probably from the huge gash in his forehead. Putting his hand up to it, he found that the blood had stopped flowing, though some of his hair was matted where it had been covered in it, as well as his face and the arm of his outfit. Not that it mattered. With all the rips, tears, slits and blood on it, it wouldn't be good for anything. He looked around, and realised that he was in a small room, with the only light coming in from
Storm Hawks, Defenders of he Far Side, Chapter 15Aerrow slumped into his chair. They had been discussing what Piper could be doing for nearly half an hour. He froze… Half an hour?
"Stork! They were using Velocity Crystals. They should have been back by now…"
"Twelve minutes ago, actually…" That was Condora, "That's with time to collect Leechers, and with the relative speed of the Crystal."
"Then we should go after them. Finn, Radarr. You guys up for it?"
Radarr nodded, and clambered up to his shoulder. Finn nodded.
"Yeah. Let's go." He went to walk out but Junko stopped him.
"What about me?"
"You need to get your ride fixed up." Aerrow told him "We'll be fine. We'll radio if we need help. And we should be back within an hour. If not… well… Head back to Districtus and Alert them. You okay with that, Junko?"
"Stork? That alright with you?"
"Sure. No problem…But this could be a trap… did you think of that?"
"I hadn't actually. Either way, we got go after them. And we have to find out why Crista lied to get
Storm Hawks, Defenders of the Far Side Chapter 14*-Pipers Log-*
Is been just over a week since we rescued Junko and the others from the Cyclonian base, but I was only yesterday that we managed to get everybody home. Aerrow talked to Crista's family, and eventually got them to agree that she could travel with us. For a few weeks trial, anyway.
She and Finn have been getting on surprisingly well, though Atmos knows how she puts up with his constant talking…
Junko is his normal self, and is already back training with us. The AI on the Condor, or Condora as she wants us to call her, is fully operational. It makes life easier to have her giving us update instead of having to do them so regularly. It's also good for Stork… to have someone to… ya know. Talk to… We had to tell Stork to program her out of our rooms though. Well, that was Finn more than anyone. Wanted privacy.
Aerrow… well, he says he is fine, but we all know that what Dark Ace said bothers him. I wish I could comfort him, but he won't listen. And it isn't like I can say that