I dance through the desert with a name like a warrior's pride; I am a helicopter that gives the enemy nowhere to hide.

Arr, matey, I hide one orb, ye see, To ward off the glare o' the deep blue sea. What be this cloth that sails with me?

I am the beginning of the end I can be seen twice in a week but once in a year Never in a month but twice in a decade..

A big purple goodness, given many names, one of them would be a chickens kids with some fauna

REDACTED into action? REDACTED in my step? No REDACTED chicken?? REDACTED fever?