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by Mattel
I make no monetary profit
form my fanfic.
Summary: Syklone falls in love
Rating PG
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WINDS OF CHANGE
Syklone let loose another
round, keeping Skeletor’s forces at bay.
“This village shall pay for defying me!”
“You shall not have the village of Arcadia, this day, Skeletor,
or any other,” Syklone promised, releasing another round of cyclone power.
Skeletor laughed as he
blasted the at the terrified villagers below.
“Don’t you know it’s rude to shoot people, Skeletor?”
Syklone smiled. He-Man had arrived.
“Ah, He-Man, I was wondering when you’d get here. I was getting rather bored.”
Syklone scowled.
“It’s high time you went home, Skeletor.”
“Home? But I was just
beginning to have fun.”
Unamused, Syklone blasted at
Skeletor, but the evil warlord swerved out of the way and blasted the Master
with his staff. Syklone fell to the
ground.
He-Man looked worried. He saw one of the villagers rushing toward
Syklone and turned his attention to Skeletor.
The villager approached
Syklone.
“My Goodness, are you all right?” Gently she knelt down to him
and took his hand.
Syklone winced. “I will be fine,” he said, unsure if he
believed himself.
“You are hurt,” she said, dabbing him with a cloth she had
brought.
“Thank you,” Syklone said, touched that someone he didn’t know at
all could be so kind.
“My name is Alandria,” she said.
“What’s yours?”
“They call me Syklone.”
She smiled. “Suits you very well. Those are some powers you have.”
“Yes, but I let my anger
get the better of me and I failed.”
“You did not fail. You
kept Skeletor and his forces at bay until He-Man arrived. You were incredible.”
“Thank you.” Syklone
started to stand, but Alandria wouldn’t let him.
“I must fight, to defend your village.”
“You are hurt, Syklone.”
“I cannot let that stop me.”
Against Alandria’s better
judgment, Syklone stood.
“Thank you for your kindness.”
She held his hand. “Be careful, Syklone.”
She stood on her toes and
kissed his cheek.
Syklone blinked for a second
before he spoke. “I will.”
In that moment, Skeletor
blasted him three times and he fell to the ground.
“Syklone!” Alandria screamed.
He-Man whacked Skeletor's
blasts away with his sword. The warlord
was becoming angrier, and finally was blasted in the chest by one of his own
blasts. He screamed with rage.
“You may have won this day, He-Man, but I shall return!”
“And I’ll be here.”
“Oh I’m sure you will, but before I go, one final goodbye blast.”
He-Man readied his
sword. Skeletor swerved and blasted at
the helpless Syklone below.
“No!” Alandria threw herself in front of him, taking the blast,
sending her into a building, which collapsed.
He-Man’s eyes widened in horror.
Skeletor jerked for a second, he had not intended to blast the woman and
hurriedly left with his cronies.
“Alandria!” Syklone yelled and his blood ran cold.
Although still somewhat
weak, he ran to her, using his cyclone powers to free her. She lay on the ground bleeding, her body
broken in parts. Syklone knelt down to
her.
“Alandria…”
Gently he took her small
hand into his. Weakly she opened her
eyes.
“You …didn’t … fail Syklone…”
“Yes, I did. All my
powers and I couldn’t save you.”
She smiled weakly. “My village … is safe …”
“But you are not.
Skeletor will pay.”
“Do not … give into … revenge … please Syklone…”
The Master nodded. “Forgive me …”
He-Man landed with Battlecat
and rushed to Syklone and the wounded villager.
“He-Man is there anything you can do? Please…”
The big man sighed, seeing
the desperation in Syklone’s eyes.
“No, but I know someone who might be able to help. Let me take her to Castle Greyskull. There isn’t much time.”
“Let me take her, it’ll be faster,” Stratos said.
Syklone nodded. “Be careful with her…” Gently he kissed her
forehead. “You will be all right,” he
said, again not sure of his own words.
“Her wounds run deep,” the Sorceress said, watching over
Alandria’s unconscious form. “I am not
sure I can save her, but I will do everything I can.”
“Thank you, Sorceress,” Man-at-Arms said. “That’s all we can ask.”
Syklone sat at the table,
absent-mindedly playing with a screw.
“We’re doing everything we can for Alandria,” He-Man promised.
“I know, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart,” Syklone
said, then shook his head. “I … I just
met her yesterday and she was so kind to someone she didn’t know at all.”
“Some people are like that.
I wish there were more of them.”
“As do I … I hadn’t realised until it happened that … that …”
“Go on…”
“That I love her … I know it is very sudden, but…”
He-Man smiled. “Sometimes love’s like that.”
Syklone looked depressed
again. “But I don’t know if she feels
the same … Many villagers stick to their own and…”
“Let’s worry about that when she wakes up, which hopefully should
be soon.”
Syklone nodded.
“And get something to eat.
You look famished.”
“I do not feel like eating at a time like this.”
“Nevertheless,” Man-at-Arms said, coming to them, “you need to
eat and I’m sure Alandria wouldn’t want you to starve yourself.”
“All right,” Syklone gave in, heading for the dining area.
He saw Ram Man tucking into
a large leg of a tura beast.
“Would you like one?” he asked the relatively new Master.
“No thank you, Ram Man, I do not eat the flesh of creatures.”
“Oh.”
“No offence though, you look like you’re enjoying it.”
Syklone sat down and began
to eat a plate of Eternian vegetables, surprised at how hungry and thirsty he
was.
“Is that all you’re havin’? Ram Man asked.
Syklone smiled at his big
friend. “I never eat much.”
“You can say that again.
There’s poora poora berry pie for desert.”
“No thank you.”
“Come on, I’ve heard it’s your favourite.”
Syklone smiled again. “So my secret’s out … All right… I used to eat these berries when I was
sentinel guarding the Legacy Stones.”
He had one helping of berry
pie, but his thoughts were nay on the delicious berries, but on Alandria.
Syklone barely slept that
night and when he did finally find rest, he dreamed of her. Her small slender body, her long brown
hair. Her warm smile and he awoke with
tears in his eyes. He wiped them away hard.
The Sorceress sighed with
relief.
“She’s going to be all right,” she said.
Man-at-Arms and Adam shared
her relief.
Orko did loop-de-loops in
the air. “Whooooeeeeee!!!!!”
The Sorceress smiled.
Syklone breathed a sigh of
relief at the news. “Thank the ancient
Gods of Eternia.”
“She’s still quite weak,” Man-at-Arms said, “she’ll need time to
recover her strength.”
Syklone nodded. “And I shall take care of her.”
“Glad to hear it,” Alandria said, walking toward them
slowly. She lost her balance and fell.
Syklone rushed toward her and caught her.
“Thank you…”
“Take it easy,” he said with a smile, helping her to the table.”
Together they ate a
vegetarian breakfast and Syklone fussed over her for the rest of the day.
Alandria laughed. “Not even my own mother fussed over me so.”
Syklone smiled. “Glad to help, My Lady.”
Alandria sighed. “Thank you, Syklone for saving me.”
“But I did nothing.”
“You blasted the building before it crushed me completely.”
“You would have given your life for me.”
Alandria smiled warmly. “You are a Master. Without the Masters, we would have no chance against
Skeletor. We can’t afford to lose any of you ... And I …” She took his hand, then
looked into his eyes.
Softly, she kissed him.
“Forgive me…” she said, turning away. “It is a foolish village girl’s hope to…”
Gently Syklone turned her
pale face back toward him and returned the kiss.
“I thought I was foolish to hope.”
Her face brightened, as did
Syklone’s as they held each other.
Man-at-Arms smiled as he saw
Syklone showing Alandria around the palace, love all around them.
“Ahh to be in love …” he said.
Syklone and Alandria smiled.
“Are you sure you want to leave your home?” he asked.
“I have thought long and hard about it and my answer is yes. I’ve lived so long there, but in truth I
would rather be with you.”
“If you are absolutely sure.”
She nodded.
Syklone lifted her into his
arms and swung her around, then held her.
Alandria laughed. “If only we’d
met each other sooner.”
“In a way I miss the Legacy Stones, as they were very special and
unique, but if they hadn’t been destroyed, I would never have met my new
friends and I never would have met you.”
Alandria stood on her toes
and kissed Syklone’s blue cheek and placed her arms around him.
The mood in the palace
brightened with the couple’s love and they were not afraid to show their
feelings for one and other.
Syklone picked some flowers
from the palace garden and gave them to his love.
“Ohh … I’ve never received flowers before.”
“Pleased to be the first, My Lady,” Syklone said.
Ram Man wiped tears form his
eyes.
“I hope I find someone special.”
“You will if you want to,” Man-at-Arms said.
“You really think so?”
“I know so.”
Ram Man smiled.
The other Masters were also
touched by Syklone’s love for Alandria, but however deep that love went, he
didn’t let it interfere with his duty as a Master. Alandria would worry about him when he went to battle Skeletor
and his evil forces, and be relieved when he came back home safely.
She walked around the Palace
one day when Syklone was off with He-Man fighting the forces of darkness.
Queen Marlena came to her.
“I feel the same when my husband or Adam go into battle. I always worry about them.”
Alandria sighed. “I wish I could do something, Your Highness
… I don’t have super powers like Syklone and the Masters, I’m not Agile like
Teela …”
“But you have your own talents, My Dear, you can cook.”
Alandria laughed. “I taught myself how. I wans’t going to become bonded … But then I
met Syklone …”
Marlena laughed warmly. “I felt the same way until I met Randor that
is.”
Alandria smiled. “You make a lovely couple, Your Highness.”
“And you must be very special, as Syklone would not give his love
idly.”
“I know,” Alandria
said. “Thank you, Your Highness.”
“My pleasure.”
Alandria was heartened when
Syklone and the Masters came back unharmed, after having saved another village
from Skeletor and his evil forces.
That night, Syklone removed
his armour. Alandria came to him.
“I was beginning to think that you were born with that armour.”
Syklone smiled. “Feels like it sometimes.”
He took off his helmet and
let his shoulder length wavy milky blue hair fall loose. Alandria smiled and kissed him. Syklone put down his helmet and kissed her
back. She began to weave her hands in
and out of his soft hair. Syklone
sighed and held her in his gentle arms.
The next morning, He-Man
came to find Syklone and found him in bed with his love, just waking after a
long night's sleep and he smiled, deciding to leave them be.
* * *
Alandria became ill one morn
and Syklone worried about her so. All
through the day she vomited and the Palace Healers could not tell what was
wrong. For days and days this went on.
In desperation, Syklone approached the Sorceress in Castle Greyskull. "Forgive the intrusion,
Sorceress."
"You never intrude, Dear Syklone and you need not worry
about Alandria."
"She will recover?"
"She is not ill so to speak."
"But she …"
The Sorceress smiled. "You are going to be a father."
Syklone stood
dumbfounded. "A … father … I … I
…"
"Congratulations."
"Uhh … Thank … you … I …" Then he smiled. "A father! I do not believe it!"
"Believe it, Dear Syklone."
"With child?" Alandria said. "Ohh by the ancient Gods this is wonderful!"
She embraced her beloved
with joy.
"This is indeed happy news," King Randor said. "We shall celebrate."
And the celebrations
progressed well into the night and the following dawn.
* * *
Syklone fussed over his
beloved like no one would believe the next few months. Alandria smiled.
"What have I done to deserve such a love?"
"Nought but be yourself," Syklone replied with a smile
and a gentle kiss.
* * *
The babe was born that
Spring to the hapy couple.
"She is so beautiful," Syklone said, holding his blue
faced daughter, then placing her in her mother's arms.
Alandria cried tears of joy.
"Congratulations," He Man said. "Sorry I couldn't be here sooner."
"I understand Skeletor attacked another village,"
Syklone said. "I should have been
there with you."
"You should have been with your beloved and child, which you
were," He-Man said. "So what
are you going to call her?"
"Well seeing her tear up one of Her Majesty's flowerbeds in
an instant, we decided on Hurricane."
*