Chapter One- It was a happy day, the day they were born...

"It's twins!" Lightning Strike boasted proudly, two bundles of blue topped with wild red hair in his arms.

"Ah, amazing!" Starling exclaimed. "Let me hold them!" She took them eagerly.

"Now how long for girl?" She joked. Lightning Strike scratched the back of his head, blushing from embarrassment.

"If it were up to me, we'd get started right away."

"Hello babies…I'm Starling, your eldest cousin…" She spoke to them.

Happiness to the Sky Knights was hard to come by. They've lost so many comrades, friends of friends and family. They've witnessed death happening to people of all ages. Not being able to save them left scars on their minds, hearts and bodies.

"I'll watch over them." She vowed.

"I know you will." Lightning replied, also sobering up.

"This one Blade, the oldest, this one is Aerrow."

"…twins are rare, rarer that both inherit the abilities of a Sky Knight. I hope for their sake they both inherited it." She bent her head to nuzzle them both, not being able to help it, their cheeks were fluffy and roe pink.

"They'll certainly be heartbreakers,"

"I am their father." They laughed.

"The girls will just have to watch out."

But happy days can run out, for some people...

Four years later Blade's power had begun displaying it'self. It was out of his control. Lightning Strike had forbidden him to touch a weapon, a crystal or nything with crystal energy which included trainning with his dual blades. Things got progressively worse and Blade continued to break the 'rules'. His mother couldn't excuse him anymore and his father grew even more impatient. Lightning Strike became stricter, Blade was never to be around Aerrow or out of the ship, and when he broke the rules, his punishments grew more and more extreme. When Blade's Sky Knight move manifested, creating a scar on Aerrow's back, that was the last straw. It was what both parents feared.

"I told you to never touch a sword and what did you do?! COME HERE!"

Blade would be tossed into his room and beaten, and having no way to escape. Not his father, not this ship, and not his power.

He cried for hours on end every day as his father got worse. He didn't know how to tell his mother. He decided not to, in case he was punished for it. His mother kept watch, seeming to want to help him endure and control his power but she never tried to do anything of the sort. It was until she caught Lightning Strike in the act.

"Come here you evil child!" Lightning Striked screamed, smaking Blade for not litstenning before.

"LIGHTNING STRIKE!" Aeria, their mother, grabbed his wrist with me small hands and pushed him away as hard as she could.

"STOP IT NOW!"

"Why?! He's good for nothing Aeria. He nearly killed our son again! He's a danger to Aerrow, you, all of us!"

"He's just a boy! He doesn't know how to control it, it isn't his fault!"

"I know it isn't, he simply can't do what he's told! I isolate him to protect you and Aerrow; I DID try to teach him to control it but it made things worse. We can't take him to Atmosia, lest he harms others. He'll never be a Storm Hawk and and he will never be a Sky Knight." He grwoled at the young boy.

"I don't care! You haven't the right to hurt him! Hurt my son again and you will have ME to deal with!"

"AERIA!"

"Don't you dare hurt my momma you bastard!" Blade scream, jumping in front of her.

"You're an evil man who deserves nothing you have!"

"That's it boy now you've done it!" Lightning Strike puchned the boy, throwing him off his feet. Aeria hurried to cover him with her body. But stared at his father with hate blazing in his green eyes.

"I hate you old man!"

"I won't forgive you!" Aeria shouts.

"Take him far away from here, I don't want to have to deal with him anymore. As far as I'm concerned he is not mine."

Blade let's his bravado melt away and cried into his mother's arms. She rocked him, covering her face in her, crying herself.

I have to keep you safe. What should I do?

There was no question she should keep him away from her husband. Not because he told her to, but because it would keep Blade safe.

"Come now Blade, I'll take you far away from here."

"M-mom…" The little boy said, voice wavering.

"I'm sorry. I won't let him hurt you again. Over my dead body, I promise. Never."

"Okay mom."

Blade wrapped his arms and legs around her torso and she hurried about his room, packing as much as she could.

"Blade, this new place is nothing like you've ever known. Hide your identity so your father never finds you." She told him as she flew them away on her skimmer.

"Okay mom, I promise but I know you will be sad I'm not with you all the time. Don't be." Aeria smiled through teary eyes

"I'll take care of myself. But I believe I'm the saddest of all. I lost you, and it's my fault. You will always be my son, and I will always love you no matter what. i always have. Whatever you decide, whatever you do, I am always with you. Do your best to live a happy life. And I'll make sure Lightning Strike never finds you."

"I know. I love you"

"I love you more jitterbug."

It wasn't long before they made it to Terra Mesa, to Starling's house.

"Will i see you again?" Blade asked as she cut off the engine and propped the skyride up.

"Look at my eyes, now look in the mirror." She move her rearview mirror, it reflecting their faces.

"Look at a mirror and you will see I'm always with you. I'll always be thinking about you, I am now even though I'm with you. So don't miss me."

Aeria knocked on the door, her brother's daughter opened up and managed to keep her usual calm expression on her face, for Blade's sake, despite sensing something was wrong. Aeria put the strap of the bag on her shoulder as she pulled her into a hug.

"Take care of him for me." Without another word, she walked away, her fingers running through his hair lightly as she passed, and took off.

Blade squeezes his eyes and walks inside Starling's home with an unknown feeling stirring inside him.

"Blade,"

"Hi cousin."

"Welcome to Terra Mesa; It's dryer than Atmosia but…the people make up for it." She said smiling, trying to lift his spirits.

"Thanks I guess." Blade says looking down. Blade was always energetic but now he was different, he seemed older. So she decided on a different approach.

"You'll be fine, I will teach you to control your Sky Knight power."

"So you knew father beat me and starved me." He says.

"Your mother was afraid and she had Aerrow to protect; it is more complicated than-Even I am at a loss."

"Damn it! Why is my life so screwed up?!"

"Blade..."

"My father thinks I'm evil but I'm not and I get beaten, starved and neglected but not by you, mom, or Ace, or the other Storm Hawks."

"….I have no words."

"No one does. And I've stopped caring. I don't care about my father and my brother. Aerrow always had mom and dad and I know that you're too busy too look after me. I know you want too but you can't."

"I-"

"I want to be alone." Starling was beside herself. He seemed similar to how the new squadies were after having a taste of war.

"Lightning Strike wouldn't think to search for you here that's why Aeria brought you to me. I can leave my squadron in charge of itself and the terra."

"I want to be alone." He repeated. "I can take care of myself." Starling sighed. Many fighters wanted to be alone.

Starling sat there, resting against the doorframe while Blade stood there, defeated, on autopilot.

"Blade. No matter what, one's worst enemy is themselves. You're just a kid who doesn't understand. What your father did was very wrong, but stewing in anger and hate won't change anything that's happened. And it hurts you more than them. You don't understand that now and I understand. So let's work together till you can and you can be happy, ok? We'll train together with my mates-"

"NO! I can't! I can't, it's too strong!"

"Your power?" Blade nodded, crying into his hands. Starling took a moment to think.

"It's hard for everyone. Some people can call for it easily, some take longer to try to touch 'it' but you skipped all that so it'll be a piece of cake. Trust me. I myself had both problems but with patience my power came to me and in no time at all I reaped it's potential. Now I'm pushing to be able to do more with it. I wouldn't have been able to do all this with out patience and trust in my teacher, but more importantly, myself. Do you trust me squirt?"

"Yeah…" He admitted.

"Good, this is how it starts."

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