A/N; GUESS WHO'S BACK? THAT'S RIGHT! ME!

So, with Spring break in effect, I can HOPEFULLY finish this story. No promises, but I hate going on long hiatuses like that. Anyway...

I heard PoM's coming back on in APRIL! IS IT TRUE?

Disclaimer: I don't own... I HOPE IT'S COMING BACK ON AIR!

Mahatòky groaned as she shook her head, hoping the fog clouding her mind left. It had been a long time since she had used that spell. It had been an even longer time since anyone had used it on her. She wasn't supposed to feel this bad though. She blamed it on how long it had been since it had been used. Raisin her head, the spirit looked all around. Private was laying next to her, unconscious. The other three penguins were surrounding them silently. As soon as they saw she was up, however, they bombarded her with questions.

"What happened to you?"

"Why did you part from us?"

"Wha appah oo Pri'aht?"

"Are you two all right?"

She completely ignored them, however. She was scanning the area for the one who had used the spell on them. He couldn't have gone far in his exhausted state. Especially since he shouldn't have been able to use that spell so easily. It should have been impossible!

There was a rustle in the bushes, and her head whipped over. Could that have been him?

"Hello? Anyone here?" That was-That was her brother! It couldn't have been anyone else!

She grunted as she struggled to shove herself up and onto her own two feet, yelling back as loud as she could in her horse voice, "Fandriampahalemana!" She was only hoping that he heard her.

"There she is!" That was Mahày! Of course she could hear her with her 'super' hearing! It was, after all, the best hearing around!

"Hurry up!" And Alice! Was she ever glad to hear her voice too! It was like a warm hug from a best friend!

"I'll go on ahead and see what's up." That voice...It was completely unfamiliar to her, yet she felt as if she would be able to recognize it in a heartbeat. If only she could put a face or a name to it. Could it just simply sound like someone she knew? It couldn't be! It must have been her imagination playing with her! That idea was simply preposterous!

...Was it?

A man emerged from the shrubbery. He looked just like her brother, except...different. Not a good different though. There was something about him that sent shivers down her spine. She only ever felt that bad feeling when she would sneek of to Earth and doze off into sleep. Every now and then, she would have a reoccurring nightmare about an evil man trying to destroy their home. She tried to convince herself that she only felt this way because she was so vulnerable without Fandriampahalemana and Mahày. However, it only scared her even more.

"GUYS!" He called. "OVER HERE!"

They all raced over. "Skipper!" Alice cried, visibly relieved that the bird was perfectly safe.

"Alice!" Said penguin gasped back. He looked over to the man. "Who is he and what's he doing here?"

"This is Ethen. He's my boyfriend who supposedly died in that car crash. Apparently he's some sorta spy."

"Hm..." Skipper gave him a lookover before stretching out a flipper towards him. "Welcome."

"Um...hi there?" He gently shook the penguin's small flipper before looking over at Alice. "Ya know, I'm still trying to get used to you being able to talk to any animal you want."

She chuckled. "So am I."

So, introductions began.

"Sister!" Peace cried to Faith. The three of them reunited with a hug. Once they separated, he laid down the news to her. "Blowhole's already attempted the ceremony once."

"He WHAT?!" She raced over and pulled Skipper over. "That maniac already tried to open the gates?!"

"If you mean that crazy ceremony with the weird chanting, then ya." The bird responded.

Cleaver was about to say something, but her sister stormed away. They stared at her as she stomped over to the shrubbery they emerged from and let out a huge screech, punching the tree. She succeeded in diverting everyone's attention from their conversations.

Private was racing over to help her when he was stopped by her older brother. "Leave her. She'll be fine."

"But-"

"But nothing." Was the simple response.

"Is it that bad?" Skipper asked.

"That's serious dude!" Clever exclaimed.

"How so?"

"You see..." So, Peace began explaining how the ceremony opened the gates and so on and so forth.

"Oh..." Skipper said. "That is serious."

"That's why we tried to rush here as fast as we could, but sometimes my visions aren't always that clear to even me." Fandriampahalemana explained.

"Well, you're here now, and that's what counts, right?" Private asked. "Now we can stop Blowhole, right?"

He shook his head. "I'm afraid it's not that simple. He's already attempted to open the gates once. The only way to seal them now is through the sacrifice of one of the Sky Spirit Siblings."

That seemed to peek the interest of Ethan. He raced over. "Wait, say what now?"

Clever nodded. "That's how the rumor goes. To seal the gate forever, one of Triple S's godda give themselves up."

His look of shock was evident. "A-And if you don't?"

"Meh." She shrugged. "They'll eventually break out and destroy the world. If nobody finishes up the ceremony thingy, they'll run rampant. If someone were to, however, it's rumored that that being would be their master of sorts."

"So that is why I must sacrifice myself."

They turned to look over at Peace. "What?!" Clever cried. "That's insane! You can't! Y-You can't leave me!"

"It will be alright. Mahatòky will still be with you."

"Speaking of which," Private piped, looking around. "Where did she go?"

"Eh, don't worry bout it." Cleaver waved a dismissive hand. "This is normal for her to do."

"However," Her brother continued. "If we are to stop this, we must leave now. We cannot delay just for her return."

"Sadly, I've godda mach my opinion with his." Ethan agreed. "We'd better go now."

Fandriampahalemana nodded and stood. "Everyone!" He raised his voice, getting everyone's attention. "It is time to end this battle once and for all."

A/N; So sorry about the delay of this chapter. I've been on break since Thursday, yet I wasn't able to type until yesterday. Well, this story is coming to a close pretty soon! See ya later!