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Birka is an island in Skypia that is home to lightningbender Nimbi. It is the island where Phosphora was born, and the central location of the Lightning Saga in Legend of the Seven Lights.

History[]

Birka was created a long time ago by ordinary airbending Nimbi, who could control lightning by bending positive and negative charges within the air and clouds. Its primary founder was a Nimbi who defeated Rayquaza and earned his God Chi. He used that God Chi to master lightningbending and permamently shape the clouds that would become Birka, in an endless storm. In time, its denizens developed sole lightningbending. Five Thunder Towers were constructed around the island to maintain the surrounding clouds' lightning and fill their towns with energy. At some point, the religion Raikism was created where the people believed that Thunder God, Thor would descend onto Dashi's Peak, and bless pure energy unto the island.

22 years ago, Thor himself appeared from the sky on Dashi's Peak. He announced himself as their god and became ruler of the island. He established a policy to ban all outsiders or "weak ones" from the island. A little girl named Lingning accidentally kicked a shockball to Thor, who sought to strike the child out of anger, only to hit Phosphora who tried to defend her. Thor spoke to Phosphora alone as she weakly pledged her loyalty to him. Instead, Thor beat Phosphora bloody, revealing his true name as Loki as he threw Phosphora off the island.

Nextgen Series[]

In On The Way, Fybi returns to Birka with Sheila Frantic and Mason Dimalanta in company. Sheila excitedly takes part in island activities, from kicking a shockball, running up Dashi's Peak, and riding a Lightning Chariot; all of which led to comical conclusions.

Stage Layout[]

Act 1: Cloud Cruise[]

The music for Act 1 is “Cloudtop Cruise” from Mario Kart 8.

This was the very kind of flying Fybi was looking forward to, high, unmatched speed going a hundred miles per hour, thousands of feet over the sea, wind pounding powerfully against her features. Her friends really wished she wouldn’t go too fast, but as long as they had a straightforward path… well, until they get to the storm. “Avast, yon creatures of the sky wisheth to thwart our path! Well, guess once more!” Fybi drew her B.O.W. and blasted arrows at the strings of Spiked Parabuzzies who tried to impale her with their spikes, or the Lakitu who tried to chuck Spinies. Her energy arrows came out at whipping fast pace, although the creatures weren’t defeated instantly because of their shells, Fybi’s arrows got through before long.

An airplane was flying by, unseen at first because of the large cloud in their way. “Whoops! My apologies!” Fybi swooped down, her friends screamed when the ship mimicked the action. She flew smoothly again as she shifted altitude upward, but as if out of nowhere, a plane shot up to them from behind another cloud, but Fybi quickly shifted up higher and soared over its roof. A higher plane soared by from the right, she dodged down, dodged up to avoid a low plane from the left, then when a longer plane was coming up from behind, Fybi dodged left and flew along its side. She slowed her flight to let it pass, smiling at the passengers inside, and shifting heights to dodge the plane’s many wings (for both herself and her ship, requiring Fybi to use good judgment so neither would hit a wing). “The plane schedules are too clustered for my comfort!” Aranea cried.

After this final plane was cleared, Fybi could fly safely through open skies. The clouds were far away, and shadows of landscapes could be seen across the horizon. Once they crossed the sparkling sea, it was a shorter distance away to Birka. “Huh? Fybi, look at all those Nimbis up there.” Sally pointed directly ahead.

Fybi almost thought they were clouds, but drawing closer, she realized they were a fleet of adult Nimbi. “Prithee, art we on path of Skypian militia’s patrol route? Mayhap I shalt alter course this direct-” She swerved and dodged by the beat of her heart; the Nimbi had begun shooting arrows. Before long, Fybi was flying through the scrambled fleet, rapidly blasting the Nimbi with her B.O.W..

“A no-fly zone in Skypia?!” Aranea exclaimed, baffled.

“Wherefore ist thine reason?!” Fybi shouted.

“By order of the Government, these children art not permitted access within Birka’s boundaries. Heed our warnings and return to whence thou cometh.”

“THESE guys work for the Government?” Harvey asked.

“Wait, I remember Viridi telling me a story.” Phosphora mentioned. “Earth’s World Government convince Nimbi to believe they’re angels of the true Heaven, forced into the mortal world because of everyone’s disbelief. They work with the Government to help realize their ideals.”

“But how do these Government Nimbi know what we’re up to?” Nea asked. “Even we don’t know why Fybi wants to go there.”

“I shalt shoot first and ponder these queries later.” Fybi nimbly dodged and air-rolled every direction, charged a powerful arrow to shoot through a team of Nimbi, then Tornado Spun to create a wind drill, bursting through several more. She shot upward and out of the swarm, flying forth with breakneck speed to get away. “I shouldst not engage them much, lest my sensors rip. We must get away.” She swerved and maneuvered around groups of clouds to lose the Nimbi, but she stopped behind one, whipped around, and whirled a tornado with her arms to blow some Nimbi away, then kept flying. Armored Nimbi began chasing them, wielding Flaming Swords of Vengeance that launched flaming beams.

The Angel Wing took a few blows, much to the passengers’ horror, so Fybi evasively tried to maneuver away, throw air blasts back to disperse the flames, then decided to dive-bomb toward the sea. She about-faced upward while still descending, her ship going behind as a result so she could blast charged arrows at the Flame-sword Nimbi. Most evaded her shots and narrowed closer; then forming an idea, Fybi smirked and spun during her descent, and since the ship always stayed behind her, it whirled around Fybi and knocked some Nimbi away. She faced down again and dove faster, her friends shut their eyes in fear she would hit the sea. Then—Fybi stopped, the ship stopped, the Nimbi sped by and splashed into the sea, which bubbled from their flame swords. Before they could dry their wings, Fybi took off toward the nearby landscape. “We’re about to pass over Spain.” Phosphora reported. “Then over the Mediterranean, past Italy’s southern shore, then Birka is over the Ionian Sea.”

“The wind under my wings grows as great as our destination. I canst feel the air guiding me thither, closer.” Fybi pressed her arms to her body, legs together, and flew faster with as little resistance as possible. Spain’s landscape was passing under so quickly, they needed each moment to marvel it. Especially when Fybi had to start maneuvering through a herd of giant f**king Sky Whales. Seriously, how do Earth people not notice all these things in the sky? Fybi turned sideways so her ship could squeeze between some whales. She shifted up to fly over a whale, then dodged left around a line of whales. A large whale glided below her, just for fun she flew down and dashed along the whale’s back, thankfully the ship followed her since she wasn’t stationary. “If some o’ these whales fart, it probly ain’t pleasant for the other ones.” Anthony remarked.

“Anthony, why can’t you keep your freaking mouth shut during these parts?!” Nea shouted. After they were clear of the whales, more Flame-sword Nimbi were after them, riding the backs of Loftwing. Fybi dodged down and flew past them, but the Loftwing about-faced and coughed giant nuts at the Angel Wing. Fybi performed a somersault and got behind the colored birds, shooting the Nimbis in the back with charged arrows. “I do not wish to harm fair birds. Pity they must be tamed for such evils.” A gentle pattering hit her ears, the tiny wooden propellers of Fly Guys. The masked sock creatures fluttered over Fybi, dropping bombs or spikeballs, though the Shy Guys were easy to shoot down with rounds of small arrows.

“Phosphora, at how further a distance must I fly?” Fybi yelled.

Phosphora wasn’t looking at the monitor. “It’s… right over there.”

Fybi smirked at the great mass of dark clouds directly ahead. “I know. I doth be checking thine attention span.”

“How do we know that’s even Birka?” Anthony asked worriedly. “Aren’t there like a zillion storms happening per day?”

“It’s Birka.” Phosphora knew. “We had pictures of its pattern.”

“We enter yon storm noweth.” (Play “Cloudtop Cruise Thundercloud” from Mario Kart!) The inside of the clouds was like a tunnel, in brightest day, the sun couldn’t get inside. The air was still very hot, which was to be expected since there was no rain. Tornados spiraled from the clouds on their upper-left, direct right, and from below, Fybi barely dodged them and got herself and her ship away from their current. Armored Nimbi were still riding into the storm, but their swords were electrified and unleashed such beams. Fybi briefly turned around, blasted one with a charged arrow, dodged two others’ beams, then turned back to resume flight. She swerved around numerous bulky clouds to lose sight of them, if it wasn’t for all the flashing lightning, she couldn’t tell which way was open and which way was solid cloud.

Parts of the clouds swirled and rose to become Dark Puffs, small clouds with smiling faces and sub-sentience, but they were anything but kindhearted smiles as they charged lightning bursts and blasted. Fybi evaded and dispersed the clouds into fragments with her arrows, but parallel rows of Dark Puffs flew along the floor and ceiling, or both walls, connecting with their parallels via electrical bars. Fybi had to shoot a few of the Puffs on either side, creating openings for her ship to fit through. The Angel Wing briefly took a shock, not damaging the kids because of their suits, but it wasn’t healthy for the ship all the same. The great cloud tunnel shifted leftward, where clouds became more pitch-black, but still enough light from the lightning.

The clouds above had many bright flickers, so to be safe from lightning, Fybi landed on the flat cloud path below and ran. Bolts did strike down on various parts of the path, it was a matter of dodging left or right, lest she be forced to stop. The path curved sideways along the right wall, steadily looping to upside-down, the left wall, then back to normal, her quick pace allowing her to shift in these directions. The tunnel ended as Fybi took flight, across an open expanse of the storm where tornados spun in place. Fybi kept a safe distance, but Skytails flew out from the darkness, she repeated her evasive skills and shot their weak tails. “We just need to fly around a few more trenches before we make it.” Phosphora informed.

“Yeah, but one problem.” Anthony pointed. “Those Angels of Vengeance are everywhere!” In either of the two routes on their left and right, squadrons of Lightning-sword Nimbi were appearing, and there would be risky chance at avoiding their strikes at close range.

“Prithee, ist Birka just beyond hither?” Fybi yelled, drawing closer to the cloud wall.

“Y-Yes, but I don’t see-” said Phosphora.

Fybi forcefully spun her arms and sent a cyclone beam, drilling a hole within the cloud, then spiraled into a wind drill herself and burrowed through the cloud like ground. Her friends spun and spun in the ship, there were moans of disgust when Anthony puked. Fybi felt the sparks of lightning tingling her skin, her wind drill glowed brighter as it drew in the lightning. She withstood the tingles and kept spinning, if she lost momentum now, she would never get through. She came bursting out of the other side as a spinning bolt, but the lightning dispersed as she flew straight. “Art thou okay?”

Fybi really didn’t need a response for that. They wished they’d stayed in Hawaii. “On the bright side, though, we’re nearing the center.” Sally observed on the monitor. “I really can’t wait-”

After a blinding blue flash of lightning, a titanic, godlike figure of bright blue skin, with white hair and beard, glowing blank eyes, and a darker blue toga, rose from the clouds and yelled at them with a mighty voice that rang in their ears. “EISVOLEÍS. EXAFANÍSOU APÓ AFTÓ TO MÉROS. PLÉNONTAI, EPISTREPSETE STON ÁDJ.”

“YAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!” Sally and Harvey screamed and hugged each other. “What IS that thing?! What is it saying?”

“Incidentally, our native tongue is Greek.” Phosphora replied calmly, though was just as panicked. “It’s telling us intruders to be gone and be purged. It’s our energy-made Thunder Lord, Birka’s guardian; we won’t be able to get through unless we beat it.”

The Thunder Lord roared another sentence in Greek, raising a massive bolt of blue lightning in its right hand before striking down with supreme power. The range and the force resulted was larger than expected, Fybi barely avoided. She stretched and shot charged arrows one after another at Thunder Lord’s face, then proceeded bombarding him with smaller faster arrows. Thunder Lord swiped his arm at Fybi, she dodged up as that strip of air lit with lightning for a brief second. The guardian roared and coughed energy balls at Fybi, easy to dodge as she ceaselessly bombarded arrows. The guardian raised another lightning spear, Fybi blasted two charged arrows at his wrist, the deity roaring when his attack ceased. He unleashed a deafening cry, blasting endless beams from his eyes, Fybi had to maneuver far away so neither her or the ship would be struck.

“Pray tell, how doth a being of such power stand for so long?”

“All of it is lightning created from complex arrangement of clouds with positive and negative charges.” Phosphora replied. “It’s Lightning 101, pretty basic stuff for Birkans.”

“I view the weather channel every day, I know what creates it. And how it disappears.” Fybi whirled her arms and blasted a constant air gust at the Thunder Lord’s base. She spun it like a tornado, poured a lot of strength into expanding, trying to push the clouds away. The Thunder Lord threw another spear, Fybi zipped to the left, dodged, then flew far up into the sky. “Thou wilt not enjoy the sensation, so thou wouldst understand.” Fybi smacked the sensor strap on her waist, and the ship deactivated. The kids were horrified, but the parachute equipped and slowed their descent. Fybi spun into a wind drill, dove beneath the clouds, and spun and spun and spun.

The guardian cried thunderous curses in Greek, staring at his hands which steadily began to fade. The Thunder Lord roared to the heavens before he was nothing, his clouds separated. Fybi flew up, back faced toward the Angel Wing’s tip, and let it read her sensors. The parachute retracted as Fybi resumed flight. After the last few clouds moved away, the expansive island was in view. “There it is… Birka!” Phosphora beamed.

“Sweet!” said Harvey.

Act 2: Dashi's Peak[]

The music for Act 2 is “In the Aurum Hive” from Kid Icarus: Uprising.

The first room was large and wide-open, with columns of lightning surging from the floor to the ceiling. Birkan Spearmen zipped around the room, zapping small electric spheres from their rods. Sally and Harvey tossed their yo-yos, which had blades extracted on their sides that contributed to the damage, injuring their exposed areas. Aranea extracted her Electro Whip that she lashed through the guards’ armor, and Anthony fought with the mud he got from Rubberband Land, performing Mud Slices across the armor. During their weakened states, Fybi used gusts to blast them into the electric columns. The five heroes climbed a ladder onto an upper walkway (Fybi flew) and found a huge door sealed with four giant locks. “It needs four mega-charges to open.” Phosphora explained. “It must be the point of these columns.”

“Hope one of these lightningbenders is willing to help.” Aranea said.

“That’s why I took this.” Phosphora held up her metal lightning rod. “Very attractive. I might just keep it afterward!” She winked.

“I shalt take it now.” Fybi took the metal rod and flew to the closest column, keeping a firm grip when the electric attracted to the rod’s tip. Her arm trembled from the force, but she held tight and pulled the lightning to the first lock. She stuck her rod in, turned it off and pulled away, and the lightning stayed directed in the lock. She repeated the process with the other three columns, and once all four charges were set, the door shone brightly before opening. This room was more narrow, but wide, with many electric columns that kept platforms aloft. The friends found a stairway of platforms to their left, but jumped up them carefully, as they were close between the other columns.

They reached a large gap between their current platform, and another platform that floated left and right. An unlit rod was hanging horizontal above them, so only Sally and Harvey swung across with their yo-yos. They rode the moving platform to the very left, finding another unlit sideways platform against the wall. Sally and Harvey tossed their yo-yos around the rod and pulled it with them when their platform floated back. When it was close to touching the other sideways rod, Aranea lashed her whip up and between both rods, connecting them with an electric charge. They floated across the gap between the kids and the parallel cluster of columns, passing under an unlit rod and lighting it.

This rod connected with a Charge Pad on the floor, which allowed the platform to float over, in which Fybi flew above to push the platform down beside her friends. (Sally and Harvey had to drop to the floor and come back up the platform stairs to reunite with their friends.) The group rode it to the upper floor on the other side, and were able to freely jump around the platforms of equal height. There was a ledge on one side (directly above the room’s entrance) with a sealed door, requiring two charges on the antennas. There were higher platforms connected to antennas via charges, and Phosphora used her thunder rod to catch the lightning from two of them, jumping the platforms and pulling them to the antennas. When she had the charges connected with these antennas, the door opened.

They were in a vast, cylindrical room that seemed to stretch many floors. The four electric columns from the lower room stretched up this far. A line of holes spiraled up around the wall, but no stairs. “I shalt see if I canst find a way.” Fybi floated all the way up the room, avoiding the Amps and Ruff Puffs around. The line of holes ended at a ledge with two round slots on the floor. After examining their insides, she flew back down to inform her friends. “Seemeth a device which turns is required above.”

“Oh, right, energy cogs.” Phosphora face-palmed. “Where can we get one of those?”

“Actually, can we use tops?” Sally asked.

“Why would tops-?” Before she could finish her thought, the twins pulled out tops from their pockets, which puffed to their size on the push of a button.

“We learn a few things from our Negatives.” Sally smiled. “Let’s go, Harvey!” (“Sweet!”) The kids hopped on their tops, which extracted blades from the sides that stuck into the barren stair-holes, allowing them to grind up the spiraling wall in this fashion. The twins ducked the Amps that flew by in attempt to hit them, and they tossed their yo-yos to dizzy the Ruff Puffs. The tops rolled off on the floor, and the kids each claimed a slot and kept spinning. They felt cogs underneath turn, and a stairway shortly came into being from the holes. Their friends seized the moment to run up, with Aranea and Fybi using their whip and wind to take out the Ruff Puffs.

Fybi blew the gates at the top open, bringing the group to an outside stairway. Beamos were stationed along the stairs, sensing the kids’ presence as they blasted their signature beams. Harvey bumped his shoulder pads and shot the eyes with lasers while Sally took aim with her own shock gun. “My neck’s gonna hurt after this.” Harvey said. A chunk of the stairs was missing, with a rod stationed on the upper side, so Aranea roped it with her Electro Whip and pulled, unveiling the concealed stairs. The friends rushed up the stairs before Aranea switched her whip off, then jumped on before the stairs retracted fully. A door with a diamond center was sealed, but all they had to use was a single Beamos. Fybi smirked and got the sentry’s attention, tricking it into blasting its laser at the diamond, which shone brightly before the door opened.

There were Birkans with chains around their ankles, forced to clutch wires within the walls and contribute energy. Guards were watching them, and had Jolteons on leashes. “Those must be the prisoners.” Phosphora deduced. “Let’s help them out!” Fybi whirled hot air around her arms and blew it at two guards, causing them to suffocate. Phosphora rushed forward and punched them in the face while the Harper twins struck with bladed yo-yos. The Jolteons were released as one of them sent a thunderbolt at Anthony, who withstood the shock with his suit before slicing the creature across the face with his mud.

The Harper twins rode their tops and rammed the guards with the bladed edges, and when the Jolteons ran at them, Aranea roped them with her whip and threw them into the electric columns, defeating the Pokémon with thousands of more jolts than they could stand. Aranea sliced the chains of two of the prisoners, and Anthony did the same with his Mud Slice. “Are all of you okay?” Phosphora asked.

“Yeah, but my hands aren’t gonna feel the same for… Phosphora?” One of the men spoke to her.

Phosphora needed a moment to recognize him. “Rizbi?”

“Holy friz, where’ve you BEEN all this time?! We thought you were dead!”

“I’ve been out of this world, if that still qualifies. Where are the others?”

“On other floors. Probably getting their juice sucked out like me.” Rizbi sat on the floor.

“Just rest until your power comes back. We’ll save them.”

“Here, I stole this from one of the guards.” He handed Phosphora a key with electricity flowing. “’Course, you can probably steal one from their unconscious bodies. Heheh.” Phosphora stuck the key into a nearby door, sending electricity through before it opened. This room had hovering platforms like the lower floor, except a pool of energy made up this room. Dark gray clouds were floating in the ‘water’, while others floated like stairs to higher platforms, but they looked too small and fragile to jump. Fybi made the air cold and channeled it into the clouds, increasing their density and size, so her friends were able to jump across.

They jumped a cloud-stairway to a solid foothold in a corner, close to a set of lightning columns whose three platforms shifted up and down. When the nearest platform was at their level, they jumped on, were lifted to the second, then jumped from there to the third. A Dark Puff was innocently hovering around, so Fybi made good use and puffed it with cold air. The Puff felt stick to its core, but the friends passed this off and boarded its inflated body. The air was forced out of its mouth with their weight, blowing toward another foothold in the corner. The team jumped off before the Puff deflated. Leading to the next walkway was a group of energy geysers, rising up from the pool below. Fybi flew to the area on the other side and found a crate of emergency rubber rafts – inside a box with Rubberband Land’s logo. Fybi took and dropped a raft over the tip of each geyser, allowing her friends to cross once more.

They entered a door and turned to pass down a hall—Loki grinned at them from the other side, and the friends braced for impact when the king fired a sphere. Fybi attempted to blow it away, but the sphere phased through her and didn’t harm the kids at all. “It’s an illusion!” Phosphora yelled. The fake Loki chuckled solemnly before vanishing. The heroes found a room where a Birkan prisoner was running ceaselessly on a large hamster wheel, barked at by Sky-Blue Spinies, whom were commanded by Dark Lakitu. Phosphora recognized that candy-green hair to be Bzzbert.

Fybi blasted the Lakitu with airbending, then the Spinies curled into balls to zoom at the kids, dealing painful damage with their high speed. Sally and Harvey rode their tops to ram the Spinies, bouncing between them and the wall as they steadily pushed the creatures toward the wheel’s generators. Their spiky bodies took a deadly zap while also destroying the two generators, forcing the wheel’s energy flow to stop. “WAAAAAAH!” Bzzbert was caught off-guard, slipping and zipping around the wheel before he was thrown to the wall.

“Hehehe. Sorry, Buzzy.” Phosphora giggled.

“Owww.” Bzzbert landed on the floor and sat up. “Who are you, Thor’s hooker?”

“Hmph, I could’ve been. I’m Phosphora, Dumbo.”

“I was almost gonna guess that. …Sorry, I’m really happy to see you, I just… huff… been running for a long time…”

“Wouldst thine breath return quicker, knowing we were going to rescue thy friends?” Fybi asked.

Huuuuff… almost!” Bzzbert fainted.

By stopping the wheel, an electric barrier blocking a stairway was gone. The friends rushed up, avoiding the Amps coming down, and entered a small, straightforward room with Voltorbs. The ball Pokémon rolled at the kids, who immediately dashed down the stairs when the explosions happened. Fybi blew away the smoke that followed them, and when the kids returned, the Electric-types were defeated like that. The friends crossed the room to another outside stairway, where the thunder roared furiously overhead. “WHOA!” The kids jumped to avoid a sudden bolt, and a strike began to occur every 2 seconds.

“The energy in the tower must be getting stronger!” Phosphora yelled. “It’s making the clouds unstable! I’ll run ahead first.” She raised the thunder rod and rushed up the stairs, catching each sudden bolt and feeling a tremor in her own body. The sectormates kept behind her, safe from the bolts themselves. They noticed the energy in the rod was building after each strike, and this would become convenient when they reached the sealed door, with a keyhole as wide as the rod. “Need a charge, do ya? Well, here it is, fresh from nature.” Phosphora stuck the rod inside, filling the door with enough energy to open.

The moment they entered this room, they were horrified: the severed heads of Birkans, their bodies as well, lay dead and bloody. The sign above read Dýspistous Prosochí̱! “It says ‘Disbelievers Beware’…” Phosphora spoke with gloom.

“Beware of what?” Fybi blasted air everywhere, dispersing the illusion. “Our own mind, mayhap.” The guards that were hidden tried to attack them, Aranea roped one’s wrists with her whip and flipped him upside-down, leaving Anthony to punch them in the face with his Watt Knuckles. Phosphora kicked another in the shin, then Fybi blew him into a nearby lightning column, and the Harpers stood on either side of a column as they threw their yo-yos around the arms of a soldier, pulling him back and into the electric. The next door was above a high ledge, with no way to climb up. Fybi flew above and observed the walkway, seeing two holes beside one area. She felt above those holes—discovering an invisible ladder. “Loki’s mirages be most deceptive.”

The friends climbed the revealed ladder to the next room, which was reddish-pink colored, massive, and a stairway of rows of giant blocks led up to the door. Phosphora was going to climb the first one, but it vanished, and Fybi pulled her back before the hidden Amp zapped her. “Most deceptive indeed.” The woman replied.

Anthony observed the blocks carefully, walking just inches from them to avoid touching the fakes. He felt an odd force beside one of them and touched it, confirming it solid. “This one’s safe.” Phosphora helped the kids climb before getting on herself. So for the rest of the room, Anthony determined the solidity of each block, and the kids progressed based on his judgment. “Not bad, Anthony.” Aranea said.

“Earthbenders gotta know what’s hard.” He winked. Behind this next door, the hall was incredibly narrow and cramped. The way they progressed through might’ve been similar to a 2-D side-scroller. There was a small pool of electric, where they had to wait for a platform to come over, jump on, and ride across. A pair of platforms were moving along a square-shaped line in midair, so the kids hopped on and rode the nearest one, jumping an incoming electric sphere. Pink electric sparks lit up the following passage, each one at certain intervals, so the six were patient in getting through.

The group entered what seemed like a pumping room, with four pipes channeling energy from a center. Phosphora didn’t need long to recognize Node, who shifted from fat to skinny on a regular basis, and was now using this trait to pump electricity through the pipes. He was trapped inside a glass dome, so Anthony decided to use his Watt Knuckles to begin punching it. Birkan Archers zipped into view and attempted to shoot him, Fybi blew off the electric arrows and Screw Kicked the first guard in the face. Harvey caught Aranea with his yo-yo and hurled her to the second guard, and she caught his legs with her whip to pull him down, letting Phosphora run up and kick him across the face. Sally threw her top above the third one, whipped her yo-yo up to press its switch, and the top expanded to crush and bring the guard down, then she grabbed the enlarged toy to bash him senseless.

The minute Anthony’s fist broke the glass, Node puffed to the ceiling. He slowly drifted down, as flat as a paper. Phosphora grabbed and stretched him to normal. “Ouch. Is that you, Phosphora?”

“I only stay one width, Node.”

“Yup. …I don’t suppose you… brought extra underpants?”

The friends showed disgust, so they quickly left him to recharge. A door was opened with the pipes no longer operable, bringing them outside. A platform was connected with an energy tube spiraling up around the tower, so they boarded on and began to ride. Sky-Blue Spinies dropped down from above, and the kids dodged when the turtles tried to roll at them. Some Birkan Archers landed, Phosphora fell and spin-kicked one off its feet, letting Fybi blow him down, and Anthony caught another’s arrow to stick it in the guard’s mouth, before Sally hit his face with her yo-yo and knocked him over. The platform came to a stop on a new ledge as they entered the door. “I actually wonder how much of this technology was built when Loki arrived. Because otherwise, this tower’s been here for thousands of years.” Phosphora thought aloud.

This room was the prettiest inside the tower: dozens of giant, colorful plasma lamps were stationed around, giving this place an alien, otherworldly feel. This appeared to be the lounge room, for guards were laying on couches, smoking electrical cigarettes. “So I was down at Shizzles’ the other day, I saw this guy’s daughter, and she was HOT. Like, SO hot.”

“Dude, I was with you. She was twelve.”

“I know. This was back when we were kids.”

“Oh, yeah…”

No one was attacking them, and it looked like there was nothing worthwhile, except they could rejuvenate their selves in the hot spring. They decided to do so, and once their strength returned, they entered the next door. It was a huge disco room of sorts, where hundreds of hovering, vertical pads circled around the central ball. The pads lit beams every few intervals, so the six kept an eye out for lit ones and dodged them. The kids performed this gesture as they hurried to a flight of stairs to their right, leading onto the upper floor. Inside an electric barrier surrounded by colorful tiles was Phosphora’s friend, Sola, dancing gracefully to the music that played and powering the disco with her energy.

Birkan Spearmen were there to slow their progress, so the others had them dealt with while Phosphora studied the flashing tiles. Red, green, yellow, blue, purple tiles, but how to free Sola. She discovered a nearby terminal, with a design of a red circle with an empty center, likely resembling this floor. There were purple numbers at different spots, 1, 2, 3, 4, and Phosphora deduced they were the purple tiles, which flashed in fewer areas than others. On the bottom-right of the screen, each tile color was lined up, with arrows between them, implying those colors would change to those. The yellow tile had a Check mark, letting Phosphora know they were safe to stand on.

Phosphora considered the purples’ location on the map with the actual ones, and thankfully the ‘1st’ one was nearest the edge. She jumped to, stepped on it, and jumped back. The second tile was further in, requiring Phosphora to jump around yellow tiles, hit the purple when it came, and make her way back to start. The third tile forced her to maneuver a complex pattern of appearing yellows, and from there, she skipped to the fourth tile, just touching the barrier. The entire room blacked out, the disco, tiles, and the barrier. Sola gasped for breath, thankful she no longer had to dance. “My legs are gonna hurt for hours.”

“Awww, but you were always so good, Sol.” Phos grinned.

“Phosphora?” Sola said during a breath. “When did you…”

“Clearly, I’m Birka’s most-recognized. Sola, is your mom here? Where is she?”

“I think she’s in that room up there.” Sola pointed to a stairwell across a bridge. “That’s the room where the barrier machine is.”

“Thanks.” Phosphora faced the stairs unwaveringly. “Come on, guys, let’s take it down.” She ran first while Sector W followed, and bright blue flashes were seen up above. They glanced at an alternate passage on their left, to a hangar room where Lightning Chariots faced the open sky, waiting to be ridden. The heroes made it to the barrier chamber, where two giant rods focused toward a center, where powerful electric energy was channeled between them via a small force. (End song.)

“That must be what’s powering the barrier!” Sally exclaimed.

“But what is it?” Harvey asked.

“It’s…” Phosphora looked closely. She only knew one Birkan who could channel that much lightning through her arms. She ran forward and yelled, “LINGNING! LINGNING, IS THAT YOU?”

“Nnnnnuuuu, naaaaah. . . Don’t hurt. . Phosphora. .” She spoke with a raspy, trance-like voice.

“What’s wrong with her?!” Aranea shouted.

“Mayhap Loki hath done something.” Fybi said.

“LINGNING, SNAP OUT OF IT! It’s me, Phosphora! I’m all right!”

“Phosphora’s dead. Phosphora’s gone. I should be dead. I should be gone.”

“Lingning, please! I was glad to take that lightning for you! I didn’t know what was gonna happen afterward, no one could have! But despite everything that happened, I’m glad it was me and not you! I still remember how you looked, Lingning. A little girl who saw us playing around and wanted to get in on it. You were better at lightningbending than all the other kids, so no one else your age played with you. You felt like one of the big kids, even though you were only five! Looking back, you probably could’ve survived that blast, but I wasn’t gonna chance it! So don’t blame yourself, Lingning! Snap out of it and come down!”

Groups of lightning bolts suddenly struck either rod of the machine and destroyed them. The surge shot back to Lingning and shocked her, and Phosphora caught the 27-year woman before she hit the floor. Even after all these years, she still could only look at her like that same little child. Lingning opened her tired yellow eyes. “Phos…phora?”

“Talk about overworking.” Sola remarked, joined by the others of Phosphora’s friends. “Did you find…!”

They looked to the other side of the room. An elderly Birkan with a robe was just powering some wires, before the machine suddenly exploded. Phosphora passed Lingning to Rizbi and hurried to her side. “Lady Sulfa?”

The woman looked the very same as when Loki impersonated her. She looked up wearily. “Phosphora… Is that you, Child?…”

“I don’t know, is that really you? Not Thor?”

“Thor?… My dear… that’s not Thor looking over Birka… it’s Loki.”

“But you’re you.” Phosphora smiled. “Lady Sulfa… I’m sorry this all had to happen. All of you are in here because of me.”

“No, Child… Loki’s actions against you, exposed him for what he really is. I was much the same as you. This ‘Thor’… is not the same one I grew up with, either. I didn’t want to honor a god so evil… and yet, I couldn’t bear to tell the others the truth. I wanted them to still be able to hope… Oh, what a fool I was.”

“Loki’s not going to fool anyone, anymore. It’s time for us to stop him.”

“Oh, will you?” The friends jumped aside when a bolt struck down. Loki stood grinning at them from a high perch. “Isn’t this pleasant… The first humans to grace the presence of their new ruler. Millions of children are envious of you, now.”

“That’s funny, because we’re envious of all the children who AREN’T looking at you.” Aranea retorted.

“You’d be wise to watch your words, little girl.”

“Where did you even find a book about our world, anyway?”

“So you know about that, too? Interestingly, the book was delivered to my jail cell on Asgard, along with dimensional coordinates. I’m not sure from whom, but it was clearly trustworthy information. The note told me something that was not in the book’s pages: the true Pure Energy under Mount Olympus.”

“True Pure Energy?” Phosphora questioned.

“Of course. Those Titans will merely be my aids in reshaping this world. But when the Greek gods were forced to abandon this planet, an embodiment of Zeus’s energy was contained and sealed deep within the mountain. Using all of the power I harnessed in this tower, I will be able to take it! I, Loki of Asgard will become a TRUE God of Thunder, and reign over your people like insects! There will only be one religion across the planet, and it will be the greatest of all! To honor the one, true god that rules this domain! To realize their selves as DIRT in the eyes of their Lord!”

“Even if we do let you get away with that, no one will ever worship you.” Aranea stated. “Because you aren’t the god that people want to honor.”

“Hm hm hm, can I assume you’re one of them?” Loki grinned humorously. “A sniveling human that clings to a religion for the sake of appearing important before whatever imaginary god you idolize?”

“There’s more to a religion than just worshipping a god or feeling self-satisfaction. I follow my religion because it gives me hope and happiness. Because I believe that God does care about His followers. He gives everyone a bright future that they can strive for. No matter who you are or what power you have, you’ll NEVER be our god!”

“The words of a child… hmph. The lot of you are nothing but a nuisance. The only worth you’ve proved is handing me this bow.” He pulled out Fybi’s treasured weapon. “Its energy contributed massively to my Energy Cannon. A worthy weapon for a king of this world. Perhaps I’ll give you children the honor, of being the first smited by it.” Loki pulled the string back and charged an arrow. “Good-bye, children.”

A lightning bolt struck the ledge below him, making Loki stumble and drop the B.O.W., while Fybi caught it. “That’s no- way, to treat the kid-dies!” a sing-song voice sang. A rap tune played, for standing at the entrance was Killer Bee.

“It’s that rapper!” Harvey pointed.

“He’s a lightningbender?” Phosphora noticed.

Killer Bee swayed as he rapped, “Ah saw them kids, goin’ up the tower, and thought they would need my power, and now that I see you, Ah say, Ah’m not lettin’ you get your way, fool, ya fool!”

“Peh. Keep your toy.” Loki scoffed. “I’ve absorbed more than enough power from it. Say your final prayers, children, and we’ll see how well your God protects you. Say your same words after you come outside!” He zipped away.

“Let’s get him!” Anthony and friends rushed up the stairs and to the door that was behind Loki.

“You guys go, and I’ll protect the co.. Go give him a show. Fools, ya fools!” Bee rapped.

“I’ll catch up with you!” Phosphora told the kids, running back down the stairs.

Story Importance[]

Hint Blocks[]

Fybi Fulbright provides the Hints in this level.

  • "Shouldst I press the "L" button, I canst shoot my B.O.W.. Shouldst I hold it in place, I canst charge power."
  • "I must rotate the control stick to escape this whirlwind!"
  • "If an attack comes for me, I canst perform a quick dodge by moving the control stick in any direction."

Locations[]

Dashi's Peak[]

Dashi's Peak is the central tower of Birka. According to legend, the Thunder God Thor would descend from the sky onto Dashi's Peak one day, and bless the island with pure energy. Birkan law states that no one else may set foot on Dashi's Peak until Thor himself arrives first. Thor currently makes his throne at the top of the tower.

Storm Canyon[]

Storm Canyon is the compilation of storm clouds that surround Birka. Visitors must brave and pass through this canyon to reach the island. Sector STORM's treehouse is built here.

Joel[]

Joel is the town Phosphora was born. It is a small, decrepit village that looks like a power plant. The workers of this village actually regulate the electricity taken in by the Thunder Towers for the whole island. A Thunder Tower is stationed here. There is also a church owned by Lady Sulfa, Phosphora's old teacher and caretaker.

Rain River[]

The Rainwater River, otherwise the Rain River, is the main river that flows across Birka. It contains rainwater which the citizens drink, their main means of hydration. Like most cloud-waters, it is weaker than land-water and easy to sink through if you're a non-Nimbi.

Lightstreet[]

Lightstreet is the most populace business street on Birka, always full of people either traveling or working. A stand sells Electro Cookies here.

Palutena's Temple[]

Palutena's Temple is the home of Light Goddess, Palutena, located above Birka's clouds.

Traditions and Activities[]

Raikism[]

Raikism is the main religion of Birka. It was believed that Thor, God of Thunder, created Birka, and would descend onto Dashi's Peak one day and bless the island with pure energy. No one but the High Priests were allowed to enter Dashi's Peak, but its main worshippers would pray around the peak. Loki arrived on the peak claiming to be Thor, intending to use the island's energy to awaken the Greek Titans.

Shockball[]

Shockball is a fun sport that children often play. Birkans kick a ball of electricity inside looped metal wires around the air, utilizing their own quick speeds to catch up to it. The Birkan who kicks the ball will earn a point for every second it remains airborne until another Birkan kicks it.

Chariot Racing[]

Thunder Horses are tamed and tied to Lightning Chariots. Chariot Masters would ride them and race each other around the island at lightning speeds. Chariots are extremely hard to master and some Birkans, like Phosphora's mother Trista, even died from losing control.

Inhabitants[]

Birkans[]

Birkans are a sub-race of Nimbis who use lightningbending and fly with lightning wings. They fly at lightspeeds, but only a short distance each second.

Thunder Horses[]

Thunder Horses are the fastest creatures in the sky, horses made of lightning that create blue electric trails as they gallop. Thunder Horses are tamed to pull Lightning Chariots, which only professionally trained Birkans can control.

Residents[]

  • Phosphora
  • Loki (formerly; posed as Thor)
  • Baskerville
  • Sector STORM
    • Dio
    • Brendix
    • Laxy
    • Amper
    • Ela
  • Trista (deceased)
  • Lady Sulfa
  • Sola
  • Lingning
  • Bzzbert
  • Rizbi
  • Node

Stories It's Appeared[]

Trivia[]

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