Actually that's what I'm considering at the moment. Chaos Hydra would be a very GOOD bad guy

"Coppertop? What's she doing, mixed up in whatever this is?" Firefox said, having overheard what Wizard had said. Jack shook his head.
"Beats me. Maybe it has something to do with this?" He waved a hand at the still-smoldering battlefield.
"We'll never know until we get back to the Outpost, will we," Firefox said. Jack nodded.
"Tell the others, huh? This sounds pretty important."
"You taking off?"
"Well ... yeah. Like I said, it seems pretty urgent."
"Kay, go ahead. We'll catch up. You got an airboard?"
"Err, no. One of those shockbots fried mine."
"We do go through the airboards, don't we," Firefox sighed. "Use mine. It's over there, stashed behind the 'Golden Carrot' sign."
"Over where?" Jack said, being unable to spot the aforementioned sign in the dusk. Firefox gestured vaguely back the way they had come.
"That way somewhere. It's in front of a small building."
"That's helpful," Jack said sarcastically. Firefox only grinned.
"Glad to be of service."
"Anything else I should know?"
"If there is, I'll tell you."
"That's a relief," Jack muttered under his breath as he turned to go in the direction Firefox had indicated.
After some searching he found Firefox's airboard. Even soot-darkened as it was, the pale blue board stood out against the scorched earth, making it visible.
Wizard's voice came over the commlink again. "Jack?"
"Sorry, Wizard," he said. "Delayed. I'm on my way now."
"Just you?"
"At the moment, yes. The others are mopping up and then they'll be heading back as well."
"Good. Look, this is worse than I originally thought it was."
"Right. Hang on. I'll be there in a few minutes."
Jack pulled the airboard out of the rubble it was half-buried under. Luckily it was still functional.
"Jack, what are you doing?"
"Retrieving Firefox's airboard. Mine's deep-fried somewhere on the battlefield."
"Kay. I take it Firefox is going to need transportation? I'll send something for him."
"Great. Thanks."
"No problem, Jack."
Jack flipped the airboard right side up. It rose into the air, the small anti-grav strip on the bottom allowing it to float. As he leapt onto it, the triple boosters started and coughed weakly.
"Come on," he muttered, and they coughed again before giving out. Jack growled something unintelligible under his breath and glanced around for Firefox. The red-furred Captain didn't seem inclined to appear anywhere, so Jack kicked the airboard instead, and the boosters came to life.
A moment later, Jack was heading for the Outpost at top speed.

Slow at the moment it'll get better.