Human Curiosity - A Storm Hawks Story

Five

There is knowing you're going to be in trouble, and then there's knowing you're going to be in trouble. I knew I was going to get in trouble with the Master for this, and that's what was making my stomach twist uncomfortably. Let's go back just a little bit; to Terra Zartacla.

As I had dived off of Terra Zartacla, I had bounced off the roof of another ship. I hadn't noticed the ship hidden in the clouds at all, and had only found out as the bottom of my switchblade scraped along the roof. The screeching sound made me wince, and I was quick to pull up. A thought came across me that I should go and apologise, but as the ship turned around to face me, I decided that was most definitely not a good idea.

The Storm Hawks.

Their insignia was bright blue, across the side of the ship. I gulped very slightly, running a hand through my hair before making the decision to turn and hightail it out of there. Sure, it looks cowardly, but I only have a few crystals on me and no help with me. They no doubt have a whole team, more weapons, and a ton of experience. Everything in this situation is pitted against me - and that's something I realized as a bright great energy ball shot past my head. My eyes widened, and I began dodging the shots fired at me.

How is this situation fair in any way?!

The thought was being screamed in my head over and over again, and only continued to get louder as I heard Skimmers being deployed. I continued to weave my way about in the air, only to find myself surrounded by three people. The red head from a while ago (what did Dark Ace call him? Aerrow?), the female, and the blond male of the group.
"Oh." The blond male sounded disgusted, "its you."
"No need to be bitter just because you got your ass beaten by a girl." I frowned slightly, looking around at them carefully. Was there any way I could get out of this? They had already out-flown me. It seemed their skimmers were faster than my switchblade, which put me at all sorts of disadvantages.
"Just come onto the Condor calmly and we won't hurt you." The red head spoke quietly, keeping his gaze on me. The other two members of the group had their weapons at the ready, aimed for me, and it was all I could do to scowl and nod my agreement.
"Lead the way." He turned, flying back to the ship. I, unfortunately, had no choice but to follow unless I wanted to get hurt.

Master Cyclonis was not going to be please in the slightest. How was I going to explain this to her? Getting captured by the Storm Hawks? Oh gosh, Dark Ace was going to be furious with me for giving in so easily. But I can hardly say I'm an experienced fighter compared to the other Talons, I'm not about to put my life on the line for some Terra I was taken to. Even if Master Cyclonis is providing me with things to sate my curiosity about the outside world.

We all handed our vehicles on the runway of the Condor, and I continued following the group through to the bridge of the ship - where I was promptly sat down, with a scary looking muscly dude standing beside me to make sure I didn't go anywhere. Lots of people were scattered around the room, all in the same green and red striped uniforms. I frowned to myself, noting the Cyclonian crest on the chest of the uniforms. A lot of the people were frowning at me, their arms crossed hostilely. These... were these the people from the empty cells on Terra Zartacla?
"What's your name?" The red head stood in front of me.
"Kisha." I frowned, turning my gaze back to him and crossing my arms over my chest. I sat back in the chair to get comfortable. "Sometimes Kisha Jett. Depends who is calling." I raised an eyebrow, "And you?"
"I'm Aerrow, Sky Knight of the Storm Hawks." Although he was stern, Aerrow seemed relatively relaxed about this whole situation. "This is Piper, Finn, Junko, Stork, and Radarr." I followed his gestures around the different people, then nodded and turned back to him.
"What was the point of capturing me? I'm only a talon in training. I'm afraid I'm not much leverage for you, Aerrow."
"Our aim is to protect the Atmos from the talons of Cyclonia." Aerrow was frowning at me. The information made me blink.
"Wait. What?" I sat up a little bit, "But I got told you were a rebel group, trying to stop Cyclonian rule." The blond, Finn, rolled his eyes.