Before I get on with the story, I'd like to give you an idea of what to expect in this story (no spoilers, don't worry). If you don't really care, go ahead and skip this. It's nothing too important.

First, I personally hate it when someone completely ruins one of my favorite characters, and I'm sure I'm not the only one. I don't mind playing with the character's emotions and personality a little bit, but it still needs to be the same character. Therefor I'm keeping them as close to Activision's original intent and the mass view of the character. Unfortunately, everyone has different views, so PLEASE tell me if you feel like I'm getting a character wrong. I have read all their backstories, books, and so on, in case you were wondering. Multiple times.

Second, this is not a love story. Actually, love is to general, so let's go with "this is not a romance story". That's better. This will not include fan paired relationships such as Spyro and Cynder or Stealth Elf and Flameslinger. However, relationships such as Bash and Flashwing may be mentioned.

Third, I wont be making up characters such as humans and putting them in the story. I restrain from making up characters in general, unless necessary. It's a story about the skylanders, not some random person.

I won't be including Bowser or DK in this. It's partly because it takes place after Imaginators and partly to simplify things.

Also, there will be no lasting effects, meaning that I won't create permanent grudges, injuries, and escaped villains will end up in the same place that they were when I started this story. This way you can pretend it actually happened because it won't conflict with the actual skylanders games.

While it'll look like Spitfire is the main character in the first chapter, there is no "main character" in this. It's about ALL the superchargers (not including our Nintindo friends). I'll probably favor some characters more than others because it can be challenging to work with 18. TELL ME if you feel like a character is being neglected.

And lastly, enjoy.

Ps: I know this was a little *cough* a lot *cough* longer than intended. Sorry about that.

Spitfire was bored. He'd been bored since Kaos's last capture. There were still skirmishes here and there, Terrafin and Trigger Happy where dealing with one now. But it wasn't the same. There weren't any "calls to adventure" that required him to assemble a group and do something. That's what he really missed. His team. He still saw them all of course, and occasionally go on a drive with one or two, but they were never truly back together. It felt as if the superchargers team had just drifted apart.

Usually when he was this bored, Spitfire would come up with some nearly impossible challenge for Stormblade to try out, but she was off on a mission with Stealth Elf and Roller Brawl. The purple bird had also been feeling completely bored lately, so when the elf and vampier decided to team up on their personal missions, Stormblade practically begged them to let her tag along. He knew that Dive Clops was spending time catching up with his brother, Eye Brawl. Pop Fizz was undoubtably back in is chemistry lab.

Spitfire's thoughts were interrupted as he noticed a short mabu with a green jacket and book-filled backpack walk by.

"Hey, Hugo," Spitfire called out to the Mabu.

"Hmm? Oh, hi Spitfire. What can I do for you?" The mabu rubbed his eye under his glasses.

"I was wondering if you've seen Nightfall anywhere?" Spitfire asked.

"Hmmm, let he think." Hugo rubbed his eye again, and Spitfire wondered if the overloaded mabu got much sleep. Or maybe he was just allergic to sheep dander. "Thats right," Hugo said. "I saw her and Camo heading down to the beach not long ago. You might try there."

"Thanks Hugo." Following Hugo's advice, the flame spirit headed down to the beach.

Nightfall was there alright, along with an unfortunate Spyro and sniggering Camo.

"Seriously?" Spitfire pointed to Spyro snoozing in the shade of a tree. The purple dragon's horns were covered in pink glitter paint and the tips adorned with clown noses. Glued to his face was a pair of bushy eyebrows and mustache.

"It was Camo's idea," Nightfall said defensively.

"You helped fair and square," Camo said. The lively life dragon then bounded off, no longer able to control his laughter.

"I figured he'd explode like one of his pumpkins sooner or later," Nightfall said.

"So I take it you've been pretty bored also?" Spitfire asked her.

Nightfall sat down on a rock. "Yeah, it's been pretty dull lately. I thought about taking the Sea Shadow out to explore some, but…" she trailed off and threw a rock into the water.

"To lonely?" Spitfire guessed.

She nodded. "Back in Fogshadow, I didn't really have much in the way of friends, so exploring the ocean caverns was a relief from my dull life." She tossed another stone.

"I know how you feel," he said.

"Urg," Nightfall tossed her next rock a little harder. "Why can't Kaos just break loos again or something!"

"Literally of figuratively?" Spitfire asked.

She shrugged. "Both I guess." She tossed another rock. "Hey, I heard that Flynn challenged the boys to a race. Again. Wanna go see?" she asked, getting up.

Lately Flynn had been challenging Astroblast, Jet Vac, and Thrillipede to friendly air races to prove who was the best pilot in skylands. "Not really," he said. "You know what's gonna happen. One of the superchargers is gonna win and Flynn will come in last. Then Flynn is going to "admit" that he let them win. Everyone will roll their eyes and think "yeah right". Than, a few days later, Flynn will propose another challenge."

"Yeah, your right. That pretty much sums it up," Nightfall agreed. She heard the soft, familiar beat of a chopper's blades in the distance. "Sounds like the girls are back," she said, pointing at the distant shapes of the Sky Slicer and Stealth Stinger.

"Let's go see if they found anything interesting," Spitfire agreed.

"Well, that was pointless," Stealth Elf said as she hopped out of the Stealth Stinger.

"So, I take it that you didn't learn anything then?" Nightfall asked as she and Spitfire walked up to the parking vehicles.

"Nope," Roller Brawl said as she climbed out of her Tomb Buggy.

"We did to!" Stormblade said, ever the enthusiast. "We learned that not only are goliath drow dumb, but their totally flammable too."

Roller Brawl sniggered. "That wasn't even our fault."

"Well, at least you got to do something today," Spitfire offered.

"Yeah, but still, we didn't get anywhere," Stealth Elf said. "Any news on the Nightshade problem?"

"No, I'd completely forgotten about that," Spitfire said. A few months ago, the infamous dark thief known as Nightshade had escaped his traptainium cell. The entire tap team has been on high alert, but it was like the cat had simply vanished. Nothing had been stolen, and no one has seen a trace of him. Some believed that he was tired of being caught, so he decided to hide in the shadows for a wile. Spitfire didn't buy it, and neither did Stealth Elf.

"Probably means there's no news to be heard," she said

"Probably," Spitfire agreed. He got an Idea. "Well, I'll see you all around soon."

"Where're you going?" Stormblade asked.

"I've got something I need to ask Eon," he answered simply.

As he drew closer to the Academy, Spitfire's speed increased. Why hadn't he thought of this before?! He drew to the steps and entered. He found Eon's spirit in the library, though it took an agonizingly long time to do so.

"Spitfire!" Eon exclaimed. He beckoned the flame spirit in. "Something troubling you?"

Spitfire took a seat on the couch closest to Master Eon. "It's my team," he said. "Ever since things quieted down, Ive felt like they've been drifting apart."

"Ah yes," Eon said knowingly. "That happens from time to time. Oddly enough, more often in times of piece than times of conflict."

"I was hoping to get permission to bring the team back together with some sort of event, like a retreat," Spitfire continued.

"A retreat." Eon was thoughtful for a moment. "Yes, I do think that would be beneficial for your team. And yours isn't the only team that could a retreat to be honest. Some of the swappers have been at each other's thoughts lately. Literally in Night Shift's case."

"So, do I have your permission?" Spitfire inquired.

"Yes, you do, Spitfire. Just the eighteen of you?"

"Just the eighteen," he confirmed."

"Very well. I will alert Hugo to make preparations."

"Thank you Master Eon."

"It"s my pleasure, Spitfire. I'm glad to see you take so much care in your team."

Spitfire bowed his head to the old portal master and went to deliver the news.